Chapter 9
"Doctor!" She called and then gasped. The Killer was still alive. What was worse was that it had one gnarled hand around Gwen's throat, choking her. It smiled at Genevieve, nastily.
"Now. I will let these humans live, but you must stay behind, Time Lord! Without your precious Doctor!" It sneered. Genevieve looked around for Jack and found him. Her eyes brimmed with tears as she saw him lying motionless on the ground of the cell she'd been in. The wall was back up and filled with some liquid she didn't know the name of. He suddenly opened his eyes.
She stepped forward, her hand on the glass. Jack's palm would have touched hers, if not for the fact that the thin layer of glass separated their hands. Tears fell to the dirt floor and anger bubbled up inside of her.
"All right. I'll do it, but only after I've seen them all go without a scratch on them. Have we got a deal?" She said, controlling her anger.
The Killer looked pensive for a moment and then let Gwen go. She fell to the floor, coughing. The cell behind Genevieve hissed open and she turned around just in time to catch Jack before he fell. She knelt on the ground to steady herself, and gently wiped the liquid off his head and face. He was gasping for breath but he rested his head on her chest, his eyes closed and a slight smile on his face.
"How revolting!" The Killer spat on the ground, narrowly missing Gwen's head. She looked up at it, glowering.
It pulled her up and wrenched Genevieve away from Jack. They slowly backed away from it as its eyes began to glow bright red. Genevieve felt slightly dizzy, and soon her eyelids began to close. Muffled footsteps caused her to gather her strength up and open her eyes.
"Genny!" The Doctor suddenly appeared, holding something in his hand. He never told them what it was afterwards, but then again none of them ever asked. He threw what he was holding into the air and the light glinted off of its blinking red and yellow lights. The Killer was surprised and let go of Genevieve.
Jack leapt forward, catching her. She wrapped her arms around his neck and rested her head on his shoulder as he ran her to the TARDIS; Gwen and the Doctor were right behind them. Genevieve saw images of people and places, whether they were in the past or future she didn't know. Voices overlapped each other and an image was becoming clearer along with the voices.
"Doctor? What's happening to me? Am I dying?" Genevieve asked, her heart racing. She was pregnant, and apparently in labor.
"You're fine, Evie, but you've got to breathe!" The Doctor said, although he wasn't the Doctor that saved her from the Killer. He was a new regeneration.
"You aren't helping her by shouting!" An unfamiliar male face looked kindly at her.
"Shut it, Rory. You're the one who told her you were rubbish with delivering kids!"
"Oh, so this is my fault then?"
"I'm not saying that at all!"
"Then what are you saying?"
"Hello! Time Lord in labor here!" Genevieve said angrily.
"Sorry!" Both of them turned their attention to her.
"Tell me something, Doctor."
"What do you want to hear?"
"Tell me everything's gonna be all right and my baby will make it."
"Evie, I-"
"Please?" Her tear tracks shone in the TARDIS light as she looked up at him.
"Everything's gonna be all right and your baby will have the proudest daddy no matter where we end up going. I can promise you that. Now, please, hold on."
"One more time, Evie! Push!" A woman's voice said from somewhere below her knees.
Genevieve did as the woman said, letting out a scream of pain. Promptly, a baby's cry was heard echoing throughout the TARDIS. Genevieve panted, feeling the life slowly draining out of her.
"Congratulations, you've given birth to a healthy baby girl." The woman said, her bushy, blonde curly hair was tied back. She'd cleaned off the infant, and gave the baby to Genevieve.
"Is she-?" Genevieve began, as her daughter laid her head on her chest.
"Yes. She's 100% Time Lord. Just like her father." The woman looked at the Doctor. Puzzled, Genevieve was helped up so she could do the same. The Doctor mouthed words, but no sound came out.
"Evie?" Jack said, startling her back into the present moment.
"Huh? What?" She responded, disoriented. She looked around, seeing the TARDIS as she remembered it and the Doctor as her Doctor.
"Are you all right?" He asked, regarding her vacant expression.
"I-I think so. I don't know, though. It's strange, but I think I glimpsed the future!"
"Really? Was I included in your future?"
"I didn't see you, although I reckon you are."
"What happened in this glimpse?"
"It's a bit hard to explain, but I'll do my best to summarize. Before I came to, I just had a baby."
"Who was the father?"
"I'm not entirely sure, but I think he was…" She looked at the Doctor. Jack didn't fail to notice this.
"I see."
"Look, Jack, it happened way in the future. He was a different regeneration."
"It's all right. I guess I'm just gonna have to get used to the fact that I'll never have all of you."
"You're not gonna have to share me with anyone or anything!" Genevieve put her hand against Jack's cheek, causing him to face her again.
"Do you love him?" Jack asked, referring to the Doctor. Genevieve looked at the Doctor. He had his sonic screwdriver between his teeth, his hair was ruffled, his tie loosened, his glasses were at the end of his nose, and he was hitting all sorts of switches and buttons in a manic way. She gave Jack a look.
"I don't mean at this very moment, but generally."
"Generally, yes."
"That settles the matter of sharing, then." Jack got up.
"Whoa, slow down there, Roadrunner!" She grabbed Jack by the front of his jacket and sat him down again.
"I hadn't finished yet. I said I generally love the Doctor, but as a friend. You're the only one I'll ever say this to." Genevieve whispered something into Jack's ear. His eyes widened in surprise. When she pulled away, she had a mischievous twinkle in her eye that matched Jack's.
"Didn't expect you to say that, but I believe you now."
Genevieve pulled him forward, still gripping his jacket front and kissed him.
"Oi!" The Doctor exclaimed, frowning at them. They ignored him, and continued kissing.
"OI! You two can snog all you want to later, but right now I actually need Genevieve's help!" The Doctor pulled Genevieve out from under Jack's arms, which was a task within itself.
"What?" She said, slightly peeved. He pointed to the screen. She blinked at him blankly and then understood. Her eyes widened in shock.
"Oh my God! That's Gallifrey!" She locked eyes with the Doctor, each of them exchanging the same bewildered and excited look.
