A/N: So... I feel a little empty, just finished the end of my best fanfiction. Yeah, this is the last chapter... Ugh... I can't think anyways, too many feelings about Reichenbach (If anyone wants to commiserate, please message me. I'm always open for commiseration), so sorry it took me so long to type this up. I just couldn't figure out where I was going to go with this. I'm sorry if the solution seems too easy, but I think it fit. enjoy, and please R&R. Because this is my last chappie :(

Disclaimer: Do not own! :(

Jack nodded once when River and the Master had finished explaining the plan. It was flawless, except it would require a not-so-flawless piece of technology.

"You really think this," he held up a glistening piece of metal on a chain, "will keep whoever it is upstairs from noticing me? This barely kept him," he jerked his thumb at the Master, "from seeing us!"

The Master sighed; the human race really could be quite thick. "Throw it over here."

Jack glared at him but did what he asked. The Master caught the key gracefully in his left hand and pulled his laser screwdriver out of his pocket with the other.

"Who'd have sonic…" Jack muttered, and the Master flashed him a quick grin before pointing and pushing a fancy button. The tip of the screwdriver began glowing, and the key started smoking. Jack leaned against the wall.

"You have no idea what's running through my head right now…"

"Jack!" River admonished him.

He held up his hands in surrender. "Just putting my thoughts out there. No need to kill me."

The Master threw the key back to Jack. "Try it on," he ordered.

Jack—for once without complaint—did as he was told and slipped the chain over his head. Amy, who had been staring between him and the Master for the entirety of the conversation, looked from Jack—or where he had been—to the Master.

"What'd you do to that key-thing? He's vanished!"

"I… upgraded it a bit," the Master giggled.

Jack smiled widely and took the key from around his neck. "This is amazing!"

Amy's eyes widened, and she hit Rory's arm a couple of times. "Did you—"

Rory nodded, dumbfounded. "Yeah… Yeah, I did."

Jack looked at him. "I'll be able to get to Rassilon before he even realizes what hit him."

Rory raised his eyebrows. "What are you going to do? Flirt with him to death?"

Jack reached into the pack he had thrown on the floor and pulled out a large gun and a briefcase. He knelt on the floor, opened the briefcase, and pulled out four vials with different colored liquids in each one. He slotted each vial into a different hole in the top of the gun with a click. With a closer look, Amy and Rory were able to tell that the end of a gun was a needle.

"What does it do," Amy asked.

"The only way to kill a Timelord stone dead. Stab him with this, pull the trigger, and he can't even regenerate. Torchwood developed the technology, but it was destroyed in the Year that Never Was, so we created a new one, refined the technology," Jack explained. "I just have to get close enough to him.

River smiled sardonically. "I've always been pretty good at distractions. Leave it to me."

Jack winked and gestured for her to start her distraction. She pulled lipstick out of her pocket and started putting it on. Jack's eyebrows shot up into his hair; he didn't understand why a woman like River would need lipstick to be distracting. The Master just looked bored. Amy giggled while Rory shook his head.

"And which one is that?"

"Oh, daddy, just the hallucinogenic."

Rory nodded and leaned against the back wall. Jack threw the TARDIS key back around his neck as River walked to the door. "Hello," she called. "Is anyone there? I would love to go to the loo."

A guard appeared out of the blue and let her out of the cell, carefully watching the other two occupants that he could see. Before he could close the door, River kissed him. When she pulled away, he had a dreamy look on his face.

"Now there's a good boy. Go on, scoot!" She shooed him away, waited until she felt Jack's hand on her shoulder and went back to the cell. It was up to Jack, now.

Jack silently made his way down the hall and up the stairs. The room Rassilon and the Doctor were in was right off the staircase. He didn't see the Doctor when he walked in, all he saw was Rassilon. He was facing Jack, and his expression was one of someone trying to decide how to get rid of a horrible problem.

Jack walked, glad for his time as a spy, catlike to the Timelord. He hoisted the gun onto his shoulder and aimed the needlepoint at Rassilon's neck. He lunged, plunging the needle into Rassilon's neck and pulling the trigger simultaneously. Rassilon stared at Jack before turning white and collapsing. The vials were nearly half empty when Jack pulled the needle out of the dead man's neck. He turned and saw the Rani staring at Rassilon in horror. She shrieked and fell to the ground.

River, Amy, and Rory ran up the stairs. The Rani looked up.

"You," she snarled, launching herself at River.

River pulled out a gun out of the holster she was wearing and shot. The Rani fell to the ground and began to glow a soft golden color. River shot her again, her face a blank mask. Jack ripped the necklace from around his neck and ran to them, carefully skirting the Rani's body.

River looked up at him. "Where's the Doctor?"

Jack sprinted off with a single shout of Doctor. A groan from the opposite direction had him skidding to a stop, spinning, and taking off where the noise came from. Jack nearly ran into a wall, catching himself with his hands.

"I could've sworn… I thought I heard his voice." He turned around, back to the wall he had just collided with. The wall moved to the side, revealing the Doctor chained to the wall. River screamed, and Amy choked on a sob, leaning into Rory. Jack frowned.

"Wha—oh…" He turned around and saw the Doctor.

The Timelord raised his head and smiled. "Always good to see you, Jack."

Jack stifled a laugh. "Doctor, I think you need a haircut… And an emergency wardrobe intervention. A bowtie? Really?"

The Doctor threw back his head and laughed. "Bowties," he informed Jack, "are cool. Hence, I wear them now.

River, could you work some sonic magic? I need to pass out hugs."

River shook her head, smiled, and did as her love asked.

The Master wandered up the stairs sheepishly and waved. The Doctor beamed as Jack scowled. The Doctor scooped the other Timelord up into a huge bearhug and grinned. "I've missed you... Koschei," he whispered.

The Master smiled. "You've forgiven me, then?"

"There's nothing to forgive. You were always my best friend."

A/N: Goodbye, fair readers. I've loved writing this for your, and every review I got was a joy and lit up my heart. I'll be back, but I need to pour out my feelings into an angst-ridden Sherlock fanfic. "Laters!"