Chapter Three: The Meeting

"Are you sure that he's here, Sherlock? All this looks like to me is a waterfall." John was standing next to Sherlock, waiting to see what the hell they were doing here.

"I'm sure he's here. He's always here." No sooner did Sherlock speak those words, than a brick of the sidewalk disappear, and a man start rising up out of the hole.

"What the…?" John said.

Jack chuckled. "Well Sherlock. It seems your friend there doesn't know what to think of my magic trick." The lift stopped, and Jack stepped off and walked towards them.

"John, this is Captain Jack Harkness. Alien hunter, capturer, and on very rare occasions, useful." Sherlock shook Jack's hand.

"Hey now watch it, Sherly. I'm not as bad as you think." He winked at John. "Who's your friend there?"

John stared at the stranger standing before him. It took him a few minutes to regain his composure. "I'm John. Captain Doctor John Watson." He stuck his hand out to Jack. "Of the Fifth Northumberland Fusiliers."

"Wow. A captain AND a doctor. You sure have got your hands full, haven't you, Sherly?" Jack shook John's hand, and then nudged the detective playfully in the side; winking.

Sherlock scoffed, rolling his eyes. "I need your help Jack. But I see that you're too busy making jokes to help us." He said coldly.

Jack immediately stopped smiling. "What kinda help are we talking?" He watched as Sherlock typed on his phone.

"With this." Sherlock held his phone out to the Captain. "Recognize this creature?"

Jack nodded his head, swallowing. "The Krafayis. Practically invisible to the naked eye. Method of killing: decapitation and mutilation." He handed the phone back to Sherlock. "That's one hell of an Alien."

"I know. I just came from a murder that I think was caused by one of these creatures. Did you pick up any traces of alien activity in the past few days?"

Jack shook his head. "Nothing REALLY out of the ordinary. Just a couple of Weevil sightings, nothing major."

At that last statement, John came out of his stupor. "Nothing major? There are killer aliens in London and you say that's nothing MAJOR?" His said, his voice raising an octave.

"Calm down, Doctor Watson. I can handle it. I learned from the best."

Just then, a breeze started picking up, and they heard a strange noise. A box like figure started materializing before them. It ended with a BANG! And then a man stumbled out, followed by a woman and another man.

"Hello, Jack! And hello Sherlock and John! Long time no talky, eh?"