She was stunning; her waist length hair was ebony black, her eyes were two emerald flames shining out of her porcelain face and her baby pink lips were lifted into a smile that made my hearts skip a beat (or two). She took a couple of steps forward with her arms outstretched and pulled me into a hug. I could feel the warm happy tears soaking into my shirt but took no notice of them and kept her in my embrace. When we finally pulled away, she beamed up at me and whispered, "I am so glad that I didn't die, for two reasons. The first one is because I can still try to find my dad, but the other reason is you. You understand me in a way nobody ever has, you stopped to listen to some crazy girl ranting about her life, and you even comforted me and stayed with me until I 'died'. For that I will always be most grateful because one of my fears is dying alone." smiling back at her I replied with a simple "It was nothing, you don't owe me anything" Which she, of course, protested at but trailed off into silence when I bent down and planted a small kiss on her forehead.
She looked up at me, her eyes wide with shock, but smiled in appreciation and stated "Well I don't know about you but I feel like I need a goodnights sleep." As she clambered into the bed, I said coolly, "Yeah I need a little break from the chaos that's my life." then proceeded to climb in next to her. She was asleep almost straight away and as I lay there listening to her rhythmic breathing, I had a long hard think before deciding a change of plans was needed. It was obvious who her father was and that made me smirk as I imagined what would happen if he found out she was with me. Shaking those thoughts out of my head, I realized that no matter how tempting it would be to let him see me and her I couldn't, he would just take her away. My brain still going over possible ideas, I drifted into a restless sleep.
A few hours later, I was awoken by Jenny thrashing around in her sleep next to me. "No! Stop! Please make it stop! Daddy! Master! Someone! Help me!" she wept. I quickly sat up and shook her awake. "Hush Jenny its ok I'm here it was just a nightmare. Not real just a nightmare." I whispered soothingly into her ear as she nuzzled her face into my chest to conceal her tears. "It's not just a nightmare I can still hear it. It is real master and it won't stop." She whimpered slightly muffled by my chest. "What is it Jenny? What won't stop?" I asked curiously, bracing myself in case the answer was what I suspected. Despite this, I still let out a gasp when she raised her tear streaked face and murmured, "The drums, all I can hear is a constant drum-beat in my head and it won't stop" I instantly decided that we needed to have a conversation about our history and by 'our' I mean the Time-lords.
About an hour later, we had finished talking and after I'd answered some of Jenny's questions, we were ready to go. We both had coping techniques in place to block out the constant noise of drums and we used my vortex manipulator, which I stole from one of the people who worked for torchwood, to travel to the national history museum in London. We looked around fascinated by the endless amounts of information that adorned the walls. Jenny ran from display to display, eager to find out more, while I tried my best to keep up and taking in the vast amount of knowledge.
We spent most of the day walking around London taking in the sights and information as we went. It wasn't until we were walking out of a fish and chip shop sharing a bag of chips that I noticed how strangely attached I was to her. There were some aspects of her father but she was more like me than him in more ways than one. The feeling of abandonment, not feeling good enough, loneliness, anger, the drums and wanting to find the doctor. I sighed slightly and continued to list things we had in common when a sudden yank on my hand snapped me out of my thoughts. Looking down I saw Jenny's hand holding mine, our fingers interlocking, and when I let my gaze drift up to her dazzling green eyes I saw them filled with happiness, hope and something else that I couldn't quite identify. I felt my face automatically shift into a smile as we continued down the road, chatting and laughing as we went.
The next day we unearthed a Slitheen that had survived Jenny's attack some nights ago and found she was trying to kill and then impersonate the queen. After taking her down with more vinegar filled water pistols, Jenny was right they do come in handy, we discovered an Ood had crashed it's spaceship in the basement of the Slitheen's house. I managed to talk to it and discovered the Slitheen wasn't the only alien on earth. After we sent the Ood home I told Jenny to go back to our hotel room while I faced the squad of Sontaran soldiers, but of course she refused so we ended up tip-toeing though an abandoned warehouse full of crates and boxes. I distracted them while she hit them in the vent, causing them to pass out. Or that was the theory anyway. I yelled from one end of the building and ran from one box to behind another, avoiding the lasers from the guns as I did. When I got to the box, I peered round and saw Jenny had shoved a loose screw into a Sontaran's probic vent. Ducking behind the box again, I couldn't help the smirk that came across my face when I heard the sound of a small explosion. Risking another glance, I saw Jenny standing in the middle of the warehouse next to three Sontaran bodies, a Sontaran gun in hand and a large crazy grin on her face. The last remaining Sontaran looked at her in fear as she whispered manically "leave now or die!"
"Do your worst human scum! We Sontaran's fight to the death!" chanted the Sontaran before being blasted by the gun in Jenny's hands. She laughed hysterically as his body hit the floor and I sprinted to her side, hugging her fiercely. She stopped laughing and instead let out a small sniff as she clung to my shirt, tears trickling down her cheeks. I picked her up bridal style and carried her out of the warehouse, whispering reassurances.
Stopping outside I saw U.N.I.T agents creeping towards the building and instinctively put Jenny down and ran. She was right next to me as we darted down streets and dark alleyways to evade the persistent team of agents. She grabbed my hand and tugged me into a shadowy alcove, her hand over my mouth as the team jogged past. We stayed there for a while until our hearts had returned to their normal pace, but as I gazed into those twinkling green eyes I felt both of mine speed up again. I was suddenly well aware of our close proximity. She slowly reached her hand up to my face and rested it against my cheek. My hands impulsively cradled her face as I leaned my face down to hers. Seconds later, our lips met, and my eyes shut. She tangled her fingers into my hair with both hands as my arms were wrapped around her back pulling her closer. I felt her tongue gently prod at my bottom lip and groaned before opening my mouth, letting her tongue explore the depths of my mouth. Fuelled with lust Jenny shoved me against the wall, earning a slight gasp from me.
Finally pulling away for air, we surveyed each other. Jenny had swollen lips, flushed cheeks and her eyes were like two green stars but other than that nothing to indicate what she had just been doing. I, however, was a different story; my hair was all over the place, I had lipstick smudged all over my lips, my clothes were all crumpled, my hearts were racing and my breaths came out in pants. Jenny giggled at my dishevelled appearance and I couldn't help but join in. It'd been such a long day and we were both exhausted so our minds were a bit frazzled.
Near hysterical laughter spilled from my lips as we stumbled back to the hotel and collapsed in a heap on our hotel room floor. Clumsily The Doctors daughter detangled her legs from mine and stood up breathing heavily from laughing. Using the wall as leverage, I pulled myself to my feet and flopped onto the bed with a loud sigh. My eyes flickered over to Jenny, who had a mischievous smirk on her lips, and then before I could register anything she leaped onto the bed and began tickling me mercilessly. Grinning I broke free and reversed our roles so she was the one pinned to the bed being tickled. Squeals of laughter came from the black haired beauty beneath me and when I paused so she could catch her breath, she swiftly grabbed a pillow from above her head and hit me in the face with it. Giving a muffled yell, I clambered off of Jenny and grabbed a pillow of my own. Hours passed and when we were too tired to continue we snuggled up under the covers, Jenny's head resting on my chest as my arms wrapped around her. Jenny soon drifted off, a small smile on her face and, with a small sigh of satisfaction; I let the now barely audible drumbeat lull me to sleep. My last thought as my eyes closed was; I hope this can last forever.
We all know that's not possible though, especially when it comes to the lack of luck in my life.