Summary:

River certainly has been on vacation for awhile, has anyone heard from her? The District certainly hasn't and it looks like her job is paying the price. With a new principle, who John hates from first glance, things seem to be going down hill at Gallifrey High. With the new principle picking on John and taking a liking to Rose only bad things are sure to come for our teachers.

Notes:

WARNING THIS CHAPTER IS SLIGHTLY NSFW IN THE BEGINNING. It's not really graphic but i did want to warn you guys about that. Ok, continue...

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Chapter 10.

Rory leaned heavily against the wall behind him, his breathing heavy and his face flushed. Amelia grinned up at him from where she knelt on the floor before him.

Rory grinned back and said, "I think you just blew my mind."

"Actually, I just blew you." Amy replied. "But it's nice to know that I did so well that you confused your brain with your dick though." She had a shit eating grin before it broke open and she started giggling.

"Amy, ssshhhh!" Rory hushed her quickly. "We're gonna get caught!"

"Relax, babe." Amy pulled herself up, tucking Rory in and buttoning his pants when she stood. Rory leaned close, pulling her into a kiss and groaning at his own taste in her mouth. "You're beautiful." She whispered against his lips. "So fucking beautiful when you come."

Rory groaned again and rested his head on Amy's shoulder, pressing his lips to her neck.

"Am I interrupting something?" Jack's voice jolted the couple into reality. Rory lifted his face as Amy went about buttoning her shirt.

"Yes, Jack, you are!" Rory growled, stepping in front of his girlfriend.

"Relax, beautiful," Jack smirked as Rory blushed. "I was just wondering why I could hear moaning in my classroom, ya know the one next door?"

"Jack!" Rory's voice squeaked as he realized what his friend had just said. Shit, everyone could hear them! Or at least Jack, and somehow that could be worse.

"Relax, I didn't have a class this period."

Amy smirked at Jack and Rory nearly imploded at what she said next. "He really does moan beautifully, doesn't he?"

"Amy!" Rory scolded; his face heating up and blushing a deep red.

"You're a very lucky woman, Amelia." Jack winked before ducking out of the room. They could hear his laugh echoing in the halls.

"I really thought we were gonna get away with that." Rory said, defeated.

"Ya well; you never were good at keeping quiet." Amy kissed his cheek. "Come on, babe, lets sneak into the ladies and get you cleaned up." She winked and Rory followed her out of the room like a dog on a leash.

"Amelia!" John caught the couple just as Rory slipped into the bathroom. Amy groaned but smiled at her friend.

"Afternoon, John."

John quickly noted her smeared lipstick and miss-buttoned shirt but didn't think much of it. Amelia was always a mess in the mornings and didn't really notice until she took her lunch.

"I kissed Rose." He blurted out.

The red haired woman's face lit up as she embraced the other teacher. "Oh John, that's wonderful!"

"I know but…Amy I, ugh, now what?" John fumbled with his words. He was inexperienced in this field, having not been in a relationship since myspace was still in use.

"Just be together, take things slow, she's still learning too." Amy smiled before quickly ducking into the bathroom.

John frowned when he heard a man in the bathroom marked ladies, but he hurried down the hall to his classroom. What happened between Amelia and Rory, even on school campus, was none of his business.

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When lunch rolled around John was practically vibrating with nervous energy. His students had spent a better part of an hour prying into his life, thankfully without much success, resulting in John forgetting the homework and spilling his tea all over the recently graded tests. The students still gladly took them and some even asked if he was ok. He had good kids in his classes-even when they're being unreasonably nosey.

"Doctor?" Dean looked at his teacher with concern. The senior was standing in the doorway, backpack slung over his shoulder even though everyone knew all that was in there was many things Dean shouldn't have at school and all the strange lore and horror books the boy seems to have an endless supply of. Nothing that could contribute to school.

"Yes, Dean?"

"Um," Dean shifted nervously and his eyes refused to meet The Doctor's.

"Dean, is everything ok?"

"No, not really, I don't know." Dean shuffled into the room and dropped his bag before falling into a desk chair. He ran his hands over his face and sighed heavily.

John waited patiently for his student to continue. Something was clearly bothering the him and pushing someone who already had trouble opening up, (a fact John had learned after having Dean in his class as a student or a TA for the three years he's been attending), wasn't going to help anyone.

"My dad," Dean began after a long pause. "He goes outta town, sometimes even state, for his job. He leaves me and Sammy behind usually, so we can stay in one school, he didn't used to do that but high school and Sam begged, I just…well, he left a few days ago, I don't remember where, California I think, maybe Oregon." Dean ran his fingers through his hair and breathed deeply, this was difficult for him, asking for help, talking about his family, all of this was new territory for Dean and John was grateful that Dean had chosen him to trust.

"Well, he always calls, sometimes before bed and in the mornings, but he always calls." Dean explained. "I haven't heard from him since he left."

"Do you have any way of reaching him?" John didn't approve of children being left alone for weeks but this wasn't the time to criticize or judge John Winchester's parenting style. Life is hard and he's sure the man is doing the best he knows how. John needs to focus on calming down Dean and finding a way to help the boys living without a father at the moment.

"No, he isn't picking up his cell and I don't know the name of the motel he's staying at. I don't even know the town…" Dean looked so fucking lost and disappointed. "I'm supposed to look out for the family, for Sammy, but I didn't even think to write this shit down when he told us." Dean was scolding himself, anger clear in his voice. "I-I just wanna know that he's ok." He whispered the last part to himself and John felt his heart crack. This poor child just wanted his dad to be okay, he didn't need to have this responsibility shoved on his shoulders.

"It's ok Dean, we'll figure this out." John said in an attempt to relax Dean. "Does he work with anyone else you can reach?"

"My uncle, he works with my dad sometimes."

"Okay, great, do you have his number?"

"Yes, I don't know why I didn't think of calling him before…" Dean pulled out his phone.

"It's ok, Dean, you were scared and our brains don't always work well when we're scared." John replied calmly. "Just breathe ok? Relax and then call your uncle."

Dean nodded, eye shining with gratitude.

"You can use my room to call him; I need to go get some coffee." John stood up and walked around his desk. He smiled at Dean and squeezed his shoulder. "I'm glad you came to talk to me about this, Dean. Tell me what happens, ok?"

"Ok, and thank you, Doctor." Dean mumbled, phone gripped in his hands.

John turned and left the room, closing the door behind him so Dean wouldn't be bothered.

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"You look pale, everything ok, Doctor?" Jack asked as John shuffled into the teachers' lounge and up to the coffee maker. He poured a cup and added way more sugar then was strictly necessary before turning to Jack.

"You don't drink coffee." Amy stated from her place by the window.

"I do today." He replied simply.

"You still stressing about Rose, Sweetie?" Amy asked sympathetically, but John wasn't listening.

There was a man sitting at another table in the lounge, a cup of coffee in his rough hands and nearly manic look in his dead eyes. He was dressed in a suit and a paper was placed on the table in front of him, the paper was from last week and he didn't even seem to be reading it. John didn't like this guy, not just because he seemed off in every sense of the word, but because John knew him.

"You're the guy who pushed me over!" John blurted out; sudden anger bursting threw his words. "Outside of Torchwood you pushed me!"

The man looked up, a smirk curved his lips and his eyes lit up-whether the light was hell fire or glee John didn't know, maybe it was both.

"So I did." The man replied calmly.

"Well, you gonna explain why?!" John leaned his hands on the table the man sat at, trying his best to impose fear in the man.

"Do I need a reason?"

John fumbled, eyes wide and confused. "Of course you need a bloody reason!"

"Oh, well in that case, I wanted to." He replied steadily, a smile gracing his lips. "You looked like you needed a push."

John didn't reply, simply glared daggers at the older man until Amy spoke up.

"Ok boys, let's relax." Amy soothed. "Now, tell me who the hell are you?"

The man looked startled for a moment before schooling how features and smiling cooly at the teachers.

"You haven't heard?" When no one responded he continued. "Well, your precious River Song has been fired and I'm her replacement. Your new principle, Harold Saxon."

"You're full of it!" Amy scoffed. "River's only on vacation."

"Really? Hm, then I suppose the district gave me the news before they did her." He stood up from his seat and nodded at John. "Be prepared for some changes as I settle into your mediocre education system." And he was gone.

"What the actual fuck?" Amy growled. "I'm calling River!" Amelia stormed from the room, pulling her phone from her pocket.

"River would have told me, she must not know." Jack said almost as if he was forcing himself to believe the words.

"You should call the district." John replied.

"Ya, make the charming one do all the work." Jack teased before slipping from the room, most likely heading to his classroom.

If River could be fired then anyone could. John couldn't stand the thought of losing any more of the family he had built here. This school is his home, his life, without all the people he loves…well then it's just a mediocre school with a shitty budget and pealing wallpaper in every room. They'll fix this; no way will any of them let this asshole call himself the master of their school. That's River's job.

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Rose was walking down the busy hallways, her eyes glued to the notes John had left on the test questions she was considering for the first semester exam next week.

Rose I might have to steal your questions…English questions so good they're on my science test. Ha! What a test that would be!

Is this question using me as an example? Do I really talk about space that often?

BANANAS ROSE WHY ON EARTH WOULD YOU USE ORANGES IN THIS QUESTION WHEN THE SUPERIOR FRUIT IS BANANAS!

You're handwriting is cute, like vines wrapping around each other.

She grinned and blushed at the last line, crossed out a million times but still readable. Rose read it again and again when she ran straight into someone, her papers flying out of her hands and all over the shiny linoleum hallway.

"I am so sorry!" Rose rushed out as she dropped to her knees to gather her papers.

"Don't worry doll, not your fault, I really should have been looking." The man before her replied. He dropped down beside her and finished gathering the papers, handing them over and helping her to her feet.

"Doll?" She asked with a raised eyebrow.

"Does it bother you?" He asked, seemingly offended that anyone would question him.

"Ya, it does actually." She replied. "I'm sorry to have bumped into you but I really need to be on my way."

The man stepped into Rose's way before she could escape into her classroom.

"Listen, I didn't mean to offend you. I'm the new principle." He smiled and Rose pressed a force smile onto her face for the sake of her job.

"New principle?"

"Yes, I started today. I met some of your colleagues in the lounge. They didn't seem too happy to have lost River Song."

"Of course, they are all very close."

"You're new correct? Never met River Song?"

"That's correct. Rose Tyler, new English teacher." Rose held out her hand and he shook it, his grasp firm and cold.

"Well it was lovely meeting you Ms. Tyler; I hope to see more of you." He smiled in a way that set Rose on edge before he swept away down the hall.

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Notes:

Welp Canada is nice, it's pretty and cold and the people i live with are nice. my anxiety is through the roof but hiding in my room gives me time to write! hope you lovely people enjoy this chapter and don't be afraid to tell me what you think!
I know I've kinda cut Clara out of the story but i'm gonna work on getting her back in, she isn't a huge important character but she is one of the teachers so she'll be back.
Reinette should be back soon as well, since Rose and the Doctor are together she's gonna be extra flirty and pissed to hell.
The Next Chapter should have a huge part about Dean and Sam and how John helps deal with their dad (Supernatural is my weak spot, i had to add them in. Plus i think its an important thing to show how john's students trust him? idk)
Honestly no idea how i'm gonna tie everything up but i look forward to figuring it out.
Thinking of doing a chapter of Jack and the torchwood characters? maybe set in the past or him dealing with everything he fucked up with ianto? idk its important to Jack's storyline and it could be an interesting chapter. what do you think?

That's enough of me talking, thanks so much for reading this fic and encouraging me to continue, i love you all! See you soon ^_^