A/N : Maybe not . . . Anyway, I read this really good fanfic about the Time War, but I can't remember who it's by. xD It made me think about a slightly different plot line . . . Look at the title. The clues there!

Disclaimer : I don't own Doctor Who, or Torchwood, but if I did I would probably be snogging the face off David Tennant. XD

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Rainia stuffed her gun back in her skirt just as Jack descended out of the SUV wielding a gun. She passed a sideways glance at her dad, who was looking just as nervous as her. With a burst of confidence, she spun around to face Jack, a look of are-you-really-going-to-shoot-me on her face.

"Hey Jack. Uh, we should just be going, I guess you guys can take it from here . . ." She went to walk back across the allotments where she saw Rox and Tan driving off in the SUV. Muttering words to herself, she heard Jack's booming voice issue commands.

"Hey, you're going nowhere. Get back here, slowly, and turn around. Then you can explain how your near our scene and how your know my name."

"Ah, I guessed I dropped myself in it there, Captain Harkness. Clearly you don't recognise me, and I really shouldn't be here seeing as your here now, so me and my . . . associate here will just be going now." The Doctor started half-walking, half-running towards Rainia giving a small wave at the team wielding guns at them. Jack nodded at Tosh who went over to the rip and shut the garage door, as the wind stopped.

"You still haven't explained what you're doing at my scene. You're going to come with me and explain yourself." The Doctor was clearly trying hard not to laugh. "It don't see what's so funny."

"Well, you see . . ." Rainia nudged him in the ribs. "Uh, you just used to know me. I know you wont recognise me, but . . ."

"Look, I'll come. But I don't want any medical checks or treatment or anything. No offence, Owen." Owen gave a bewildered look to Gwen behind him.

"Fine."

"And you wont need any handcuffs or anything. I'm not exactly . . . average." A snort came from the Doctor's direction, clearly showing what he thought of her choice of words.

"Ok, but we'll have to bring your friend along too. Now go to the back of the car. Gwen?" As Rainia and the Doctor headed to the back, Gwen following gun still aimed, she heard him speak to her, in her head.

We're a bit stuck, aren't we?

Well, we've just been captured by Torchwood, and we're aliens, Jack doesn't recognise me, and defiantly not you, and my institute is going to go bananas. So a bit stuck? Yeah, I'd say so. Oh, and Jack, no matter what he promises, will so scan you, find out who you are, and we'll wither be killed, which'll be fun to explain to humans, or be offered coffee. And I don't like coffee.

Maybe they'll have bananas.

Rainia suppressed a smile, which was more than could be said for her dad, as Gwen searched them, taking her gun with protests from Rainia along the lines of "Hey! I'm not a little kid you know! I can handle a gun!" and had fun in the Doctor's pockets, which was interesting to explain why there was a giant banana in his pocket. Eventually, they were bundled into the back of the car, along with the rest of the team. The journey was uneventful, with the odd smile from Rainia or the Doctor. Once or twice someone dared ask what was so funny, and, in unison, Rainia and the Doctor went "Nothing." After several minutes of awkward silence, the car stopped and everyone got out. Rainia walked ahead, level with Jack.

"So, hows the 21st century treating you?" Jack turned sideways and raised an eyebrow.

"Ok, how do you know about that? No amount of research or hacking could have told you that."

"Look, just scan me. Don't tell anyone else, don't tell . . . uh, my partner. Then I'll tell you. Only you." Jack gave her an odd look, but proceeded to fiddle with his watch. Swearing under his breath as he read the readings, he looked at Rainia.

"Treat me as normal. As you would a normal . . . whatever. But don't tell anyone. If any of his enemies found out who I was and where I was, I'd be walking with a different face. And that's complicated to explain." Jack gave her a small nod, not fully understanding what she meant, and took her by the forearm. Mouthing 'Sorry' he held her tightly and gripped her all the way until they passed through the 'tourist office'. Then he led her up to his office, while the Doctor was led away into the interrogation room. Quickly sending some comforting brainwaves, she found herself thrown into a chair opposite Jack's desk. She rubbed her arm as he shut the blinds.

"Sorry about that. It's not the team are exactly . . . open to my history. So, you're another Time Lord. You going to tell me the story?"