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Chapter 1: The Guessing Game
Genevieve grabbed a rope hanging from (what looked like) a blimp. The rope burned her hands as she slid to a stop, but she didn't let go. She sighed in relief, yet she knew she couldn't hold onto the rope forever.
"I hope someone finds me soon!" She whispered to herself. A light shined on her. She squinted a bit at the sudden brightness.
"Hold on, miss!"
"Who's there?" She called to the American male voice.
"Someone who can help you." The voice replied. She looked into the sky around her. Nothing was there except for a handful of those blimp things.
"Where are you?" She asked, confused. As an answer, she felt something solid beneath her feet. A moment later, someone was holding her around her waist. She was startled by this, and nearly fell.
"It's all right. I got you." He assured her. Genevieve took her eyes from her feet and looked at the face of her savior. She smiled, shyly.
He had dark brown hair that shone in the moonlight. She couldn't tell what color his eyes were, but she guessed they would be blue. His eyes sparkled as she gazed into them with her hazel ones. She wanted to say something, but he beat her to the punch.
"Hello," he smiled at her, and she felt herself blush. He was extremely handsome, in her opinion.
"Hello," she said, softly.
"Mind if I take you inside my ship?" He asked. She shook her head in response. "Hold on tight!" He scooped her in his arms. She put her arms around his neck.
On a second thought she asked, "Is this necessary?" She blinked and they were inside a ship with blinking lights and dim lighting.
"Not at all. I just think you're hot, and I like being held by you." He winked at her. She promptly fainted. When she came to, her savior was standing over her. She tried to sit up, but he stopped her.
"Take it easy. There's a slight imbalance after teleporting like that." He took her in his arms again, telling her to watch her head. "Would you care to join me for a drink on the roof?"
"I would, but…" She looked at her hands.
"Oh! I'm so sorry!" He set her down. He took her hands, palms up. Her palms were cut wide open, her fingers were blistered, and pieces of rope were in her wounds. "Ouch! How did this happen?"
"Well, it's a long story."
"Hey, I got time." She paused.
"All right, I'll tell you. You might not believe me though."
"I believe a lot of things." He sat down in his chair.
She sighed and told him about the TARDIS, Rose, and the Doctor. She didn't mention that Rose was her sister or her life story. She was afraid she'd weird her savior out. When she finished, she held her breath.
"This Doctor you mention… Who is he, exactly?" Her savior asked.
"He didn't say. Just that he's from a planet called Gallifrey." There was an awkward silence.
"Sorry, I forgot about your hands!" He guided her over to some kind of platform. "Okay, stand there and keep your hands up."
"Why?" She asked, warily.
"I won't hurt you."
"How do I know you aren't lying to me?"
"Look into my eyes." She did, and saw that every word he'd spoken was the truth.
"All right. I trust you, but-" He put his index finger on her lips.
"No more questions until after!" She nodded, and he removed his finger. Her lips tingled. He looked at his controls. "Damn! The nanogenes aren't gonna work!"
"Nanogenes? How did you get so many on your ship?"
"You know what they are?" He looked surprised.
"Yeah. Though how I know, I couldn't tell you."
"Why not?"
"Because I don't know how I know about nanogenes!"
"Sit down," he said, gently. She did, and he sat down next to her. He took out a white shirt and ripped it into long strips. Genevieve was impressed. He also took out something that she didn't know by the look of it, but by the smell. It was rubbing alcohol.
"This is gonna sting, and I'm sorry if it hurts you."
"I'll be strong." He gently cleaned her wounds with the rubbing alcohol.
She winced a bit, but otherwise she was fine.
"You're brave. Most people would've been crying by now." He seemed impressed.
"Guess I'm not that kind of girl."
"Who are you?" His questioned surprised her.
"My name or who I am as a person?"
"Name first," he smiled, wrapping a strip around her right hand. She returned his smile, turning around to face him.
She moved closer to him and said, "Guess."
"If I guess it right, will you go out for another drink with me sometime?"
"If you guess it right in the first 10 tries, I'm yours."
"Hmm…" He finished with her right hand. "Is it Rose?"
"Nope. 9 more left."
"Emily?" He tightened the bandage.
"Ow! No. 8 more."
"Sarah?" She giggled and shook her head.
"Donna?" She raised an eyebrow at him. "No. 6 more." He finished with her left hand. He stood up and paced, pondering.
"Janice?"
"Nope! 5 more!"
"Jade?"
"Nope! 4 more!"
"Jane?"
"No way! 3 more."
"Jennifer?"
"No but close. 2 more!"
"Ginny?"
"Nope, but my name does start with a 'g'. 1 more."
"Jenny with a 'g' is 'Genny' which would be a nickname for… Genevieve?"
"Yes!" She grinned and embraced him.
"Now you've got to tell me your name."
"Since I had to guess, you've got to."
"If I get it right?"
"Then my first kiss belongs to you tonight."
"If only I were so lucky." She blushed and looked away.
"Okay. You have 10 guesses, starting now!"
"Hmm…" She stood up, putting her bandaged finger on her chin. "John?"
"Nope. 9 left."
"Daniel?" He raised an eyebrow.
"Okay… 8 left. Ummm… Jason?"
"I wish!"
"7 left. Alexander?"
"Nope. 6 left."
"George?"
"No, 5 left."
"Josh?"
He shook his head. "4 left."
"Jackson?"
"Really close, but no. 3 left."
"Jack!"
"Yep!"
"Really?" She was surprised.
"Really," he nodded.
"Wow. Nice name." She said, sincerely.
"What I don't get is this: how is it that you have 2 guesses left and I don't have any?"
"Maybe I got lucky?" She shrugged.
Jack smiled at her, "Come on. I want to show you something." He led her out to the open and they stood on the top of his ship.
"It's beautiful!" Genevieve breathed.
"Look down." She did so and almost fell off the ship. It was as if they were standing on air. The city shone beneath them.
He caught her, "Careful!" She clung to him.
"You okay?" He sounded concerned.
"Yeah." She looked in his eyes, "I'm… fine."
"Are you sure?" She nodded, not trusting herself to speak. "Okay then." They released each other. There was another awkward silence.
"Um, about that drink…"
"Be right back!" Jack disappeared and reappeared with 2 champagne glasses and a corked bottle of champagne.
"You keep champagne on board?"
"Yeah, but I don't have anyone to share it with."
"That's hard to believe," she said.
"Why's that?" Jack asked, uncorking the bottle. The cork flew off with a POP! He poured the champagne into the glasses. She didn't answer, just smiled and took a glass.
"Well, when you feel like telling me, I'll be here." He took a sip.
"Jack, can I ask you something?"
"Sure!" He took another sip from his glass.
"Are you a time traveler?" She asked, seriously. There was a slight pause.
"In a way, yes."
"How do you mean, 'in a way'?" Her answer was a familiar metallic clanging, like ancient engines, and a whooshing sound.
"What is that?" Jack asked, confused.
"My ride back home," Genevieve smiled at him. They went inside his ship.
"It's just an old police box."
"Yeah. It's bigger on the inside."
The doors of the TARDIS opened. Jack's eyes widened a bit as he saw the inside.
"Whoa," was all he said.
"I know!" Genevieve beamed. The Doctor came out, though he turned slightly to talk to Rose. In that moment, Jack grabbed her around her waist and pulled her into a kiss. She was going to pull away, but found that she liked it. Her eyes shut as they continued to kiss.
"Anyway, where was I? OI!" The Doctor shouted the last bit at Jack and Genevieve. "Break it up, you two!" Genevieve knew that he was teasing, but she became very self-conscious and broke apart from Jack. They both avoided the other's eyes.
"Come along, Genevieve. I've found a new planet you and Rose have to see!" The Doctor motioned her to follow him inside.
"Oh, um… Okay then. It was nice to meet you, Jack." She began to walk away.
"Nice to meet you too, Genevieve."
"See you around!" She faced him and waved. He returned her wave and smiled. She went into the TARDIS, but turned around to see him one more time.
Jack was still there, her lipstick on his lips, and a sad look in his eyes. The doors closed. Genevieve sighed, saddened.
"What's wrong, Genny?" Rose asked.
"Nothing," she replied, with a fake smile. Her sister narrowed her blue eyes.
"Grab a hold of something!" The Doctor shouted. "Especially you, Genevieve!" He added. The TARDIS started up.
Grateful that the Doctor gave her an excuse to move, Genevieve went to the center of the TARDIS. She looked down and gasped.
"What is it, Genevieve?" He asked.
"I forgot to give this back!" She showed him the champagne glass (now empty).
"I promise we'll return to that place soon." He looked back to the controls.
"Doctor!"
"Fine, you win!" He rerouted the TARDIS, grumbling about time wasters. The TARDIS landed and Genevieve practically tore the doors off their hinges.
"Wait! It didn't land on his ship. Oh. I might have misjudged the time. We landed a week or so after you met whoever that guy was."
"His name is – " Genevieve began, walking to the doors again. The Doctor pulled her back.
"Hold on! I have to go out first."
"And what makes you the boss around here?" She put her hands on her hips.
"I introduced you to that guy!" He folded his arms. She let her hands drop.
"Yeah. You did. You also nearly killed me, too!" She showed him her bandaged hands. "Still fresh from whatever time I came from." The Doctor's eyes widened in shock.
"What happened?"
"Thought you'd know." She glared at him.
"Well, it's hard to pinpoint every event in history. Past, present, and future, all at the same time… Very time consuming, very tiring. Are you following me?" He said it all quite fast.
"Um… No?" She said, confused.
"Well, I'm from Gallifrey as you know. I'm a Time Lord. The last of them actually. I can see everything that is, was, and can be. I travel in this TARDIS. It's also the last of its kind. My job is just to make sure that everything's all right here. And I like time travelling. Does this make sense?" He put his hands on her shoulders.
"Uh-huh."
"Right then, let's go!"
"Wait, Doctor. You wanted to know what happened to my hands, yeah?"
"Yeah."
"Long story short, when I fell through the sky I grabbed a hold of a rope and burned my hands on it. That's when Jack rescued me."
"Who's Jack?"
"The guy who kissed me."
"Oh!" The Doctor looked surprised.
"Oi, Genny!"
"Yeah, Rose?"
"What happened to your lipstick?" Rose's question caught Genevieve off guard. She looked at the Doctor for help.
"I told her to take it off. Apparently it interferes with the TARDIS!" He smiled at Rose.
"Thank you, Doctor," Genevieve whispered to him.
