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They reappeared in Torchwood, moments later, making everybody jump. Rose paid no attention to that, and ran straight over to Jack.

"What's the Harry Saxon situation, then?" She asked, pulling him off his chair and down the corridor, to her office.

Everybody else followed.

"Like I said... He just told everybody on the BBC and I'm guessing across international Television that it's the end of the world. The Toclafane..." Rose cut Jack off.

"There are no Toclafane." She muttered, slamming the door behind them.

"Then how's he planning on 'taking over the earth'?" Jack asked, surprised.

Rose was quiet for a moment as she tried to find the answer.

"BLOODY HELL! Right... we need to get there NOW!" She cried, grabbing her teleport and running out of the room.

Jack ran after her, slightly confused.

"What's he doing?" He asked.

"No time... EVERYBODY! GET YOUR TELEPORTS OUT NOW!" She yelled.

The Doctor gave her a worried look.

"What's happening?" He asked, putting his hand on her shoulder.

She was shaking.

"We need to get there before I can tell you anything." She answered, not meeting his eyes, but taking his hand and dragging him towards the center of the room.

"Where are we going?" Mickey asked, giving her an odd look.

"WE HAVEN'T GOT TIME FOR A BRIEFING!" She yelled "JUST DO WHAT I SAY!"

At that point, they all figured it was probably serious, so they followed her into the center of the room.

She took the Doctor's hand and slammed down on the teleport.

They all dissapeared.

They re-appeared again, to a round of applause as a man with blonde hair walked towards Rose, clapping. Rose raised her eyebrows in disgust and took a few steps away from her team to greet the man.

"Rose Tyler!" He proclaimed in an annoyingly mocking voice "Well, well. I finally get to meet the legend!"

Rose put on a huge mock smile.

"Harry Saxon!" She replied in an equally mocking voice "Well, well. I finally get to meet the idiot!"

He frowned, slightly"Now, now. No need to be rude."

"Whatever." Rose rolled her eyes "And where's Cruella?"

He smiled again "If you are reffering to my wife, I decided it best not to involve her in this. She's a bit of a pacifist."

Rose sighed "Sooo... In other words, you drugged her with morphine and locked her in her bedroom."

He frowned again "I would prefer it if you didn't look into my past."

"I didn't have to." She replied "I can hear her yelling."

"I-" Rose cut him off.

"ANYWAY... I'm not here for a catch up, I'm afraid. Here to confiscate your paradox machine before you do any more damage." She sauntered over to the ship's controls, beckoning for everyone to follow her.

"That's genius!" The doctor whispered, in awe, gazing at the controls.

"Not really." Rose replied, curtly "It's rather stupid. If you cross wire the fragment links of the second protocol and transfer them to the binary, the ship is way too easy to re-program."

The Doctor grinned. "I love it when you talk technical."

She grinned back, and opened her arms. He ran over and gave her a huge hug, pulling her off the ground.

"Jeez. It's like when Harry met Sally with aliens." Jack whispered to Mickey and Jake.

They all guffawed, not quietly enough, though, because the next thing they knew, a converse trainer had hitten them all in the face.

"AHEM!" Harry coughed loudly, diverting their attention back to him.

Rose put her shoe back on, and looked up at him.

"Aah yes. Sorry, Where was I?" She scratched her head, thinking "RIGHT... basically, you can give me your paradox machine now, and send the people of the world a nice message saying that you were just joking about universal destruction, or I'll turn you into a florist."

Harry started shaking with laughter. Rose frowned.

"Option 2, I take it?" She muttered, walking closer towards him.

Mickey, Jake and Jack followed.

"What d'you think, boys? Terrence? Horatio? Neville?" She asked, grinning slightly.

"What about Millicent?" Suggested Mickey.

"Or Daphne?" Jack offered, trying not to laugh.

They all waited for Jake.

"What about Archie?" He said, eventually.

Rose turned and grinned at him, before turning back to Harry.

"Yes. I like that. Archie... Tate. The florist." She chuckled, quietly.

"What ARE you on about?" Harry cried, sounding slightly scared at Rose's triumphant expression.

"Oh. You'll see." She replied, grinning.

And with a click of her fingers, three well built, rather good looking men descended on Harry Saxon with morphine darts.

As the Doctor stood and watched in awe.