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So, Jack and the Rider, eh? I could give it a shot. Never did male on male action before.

What kind of trouble will the two of them get into? Considering Jack's mouth, tons. Anyone ready to see it?

Sit back and enjoy!

Love always,

Avoline

"So you are the product of Rose Tyler and the Doctor?"

The Rider grinned as he bit into a burger. Jack had turned out to be a pretty great guy. Damaged, at best, but great over all. Rider learned that Jack was also bisexual, had lived for quite a few years, couldn't die for some odd reason, and was finally getting over the death of his boyfriend. He also found out that Jack had tried to make a move on Rose, but was kindly rejected when the psychic paper went wrong and she figured it out. Rider was starting to think that he liked this guy, that Jack might be his first real boyfriend.

"Yep," he answered once he could. "Me and three others. Each of us can regenerate, I already have once."

"What did you look like before," Jack laughed, popping a chip into his mouth.

"Black hair, blue eyes, kinda like Dad did when he met Mum," Rider responded. "I was ten when it happened, and Mum freaked. She was terrified until I came out blond haired and brown eyed. Turns out she's spend so much time in Dad's TARDIS that her DNA is also half Time Lord." Jack threw his head back and laughed.

"I bet that was a shock to her," he chuckled. "Can she regenerate as well?"

"Dunno," Rider countered, popping a chip into his mouth. "Dad won't risk it. Says he's come way too close to loosing her too many times." Jack nodded.

"He has," he explained. "Last time I saw them, she was being held by the Daleks. They were seconds from killing her."

"Yeah, Dad wrote it all down in a diary," the younger man mused. "Says he owes you big time for that." Jack grinned, a sexy, lopsided grin that sent Rider's hearts racing. He was falling for this American, and falling hard.

"The best way of saying thank you would be for him to protect your mom with his life," he stated. "They're a perfect match, and she's a beautiful woman. She deserves everything he has to offer."

A scream came from down the street, and the duo jumped to their feet and ran towards the sound.

"Still a good bit of running, eh," Jack called.

"I'd rather be on my horse," Rider replied. They reached the source of the commotion as a crowd started to form. Rider looked around, remembering everything his father had told him.

That's when his eyes landed on the cluster of stone angels.

"Jack," he whispered.

"Yeah?"

"Don't blink. Just back away slowly, and when I say so, run." The two men started backing away. Rider kept his eyes on the statues. He knew them when he saw them. They always covered their faces. Cause they couldn't risk looking at each other. He waited until they were at least five feet away from the crowd. "Run."

They turned and ran for the TARDIS. Rider soon took the lead, but stayed at a pace where Jack could keep up. He finally found a companion. He wasn't about to let the angels take him away.

"What were those things," Jack inquired as they reached the small, green shed.

"Weeping Angels," Rider answered. "The only psychopaths to kill you nicely. They'll zap you back in time and make you live to death." He unlocked the door and pushed it open, and they both shot inside.

"That's it," Jack asked, his voice laced with disbelief. Rider locked the door and turned around.

"They absorb time energy," he explained. "That's what keeps them alive. They send you to the past, make you live to death, and feed off the energy of what would have been your life." Jack nodded.

"And what do you plan on doing about it," he questioned.

"I'm the Rider," the blond stated. "I plan on riding it out and try to send the Angels elsewhere. There's no way to kill them, and I have no clue how to lure them away."

"We can't just bring them in here?" Rider shook his head.

"They'll tear a hole in the universe. We have to find a peaceful solution." Jack nodded again.

"There were six of them, right?" The younger man nodded. "Lure them to a field, and trick them into looking at each other. They'll never move again." Rider let out a whoop and claimed Jack's mouth in a celebratory kiss.

Good lord, he was enjoying that. Jack's lips against his, the taste of the man on his tongue. It all just felt too right.

"That might just work," he breathed as he pulled away.

"If it does, can I enjoy another kiss like that," Jack inquired cheekily. Rider laughed, hoping that neither of them were moving too fast.

"We'll see," he countered. "Let me land the TARDIS somewhere remote, we'll ride double on Rogue and lure the Angels there at night."

"Which gives us how long," Jack requested.

"Not long enough for whatever you have in mind," Rider shot back jokingly, running for the console.

Within what seemed like minutes, the pair had the TARDIS landed in a field near a cemetery. Rider went and saddled Rogue, then met Jack outside.

"Wow," Jack laughed as he stroked the equine's neck. "She is a beauty. I haven't seen a Marwari in years." Rider grinned, gently scratching behind her ear.

"Dad brought home two of them about thirteen years ago," he began. "From them came Rogue and Angel. Angel will probably go to my little sister, but Rogue only answers to me." The older man nodded as he stepped back.

"She's lovely," he commented again as Rider mounted. He took the younger man's hand and climbed on.

"Hold on tight, and don't let go," Rider instructed. Jack put his arms around his waist, and the blond damn near moaned.

Everything felt so right. First the kiss, now this. Jack's hands were so close to his groin, he was shocked that he didn't get aroused. He had enjoyed boys rubbing him through his clothing before, but it never felt near as good as Jack's arms around him.

He slightly shook his head and spurred Rogue to a run. He had to stay focused, which was already proving to be harder than he thought.