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AN: I hope everyone is still enjoying the story. Any feedback is welcome as are requests.
Jack Harkness was trying to ignore the itching at the back of his neck caused by the Doctor's staring. He glanced over at the Doctor to meet intense brown eyes. Sighing, Jack picked up another Torchwood crate and checked the label, "I won't apologize, Doctor," Jack shrugged, "And not for something I haven't done yet." Setting down yet another crate, Jack turned to the Doctor and crossed his arms, "I thought you trusted me."
The Doctor blinked at that and shook his head, "It's not that Jack. I understand it, Hope will live for at least a thousand years and a human spouse . . . " the Doctor trailed off and shook his head, "Still not easy to get used to the idea that you'll become my son-in-law." To his annoyance Jack raised an eyebrow,
"Who said anything about marrying her?" Jack swallowed at the dark look on the Doctor's face and nodded, "Yeah, well she hasn't even been born yet so we really don't need to figure this out now." The Doctor was still, with arms remaining crossed which only made Jack sigh, "We can't change it. I can't not become involved with her," pausing Jack chuckled, "Actually it's the most creative anyone has ever set about convincing me."
Raising an eyebrow, the Doctor chuckled, "Has anyone ever had to work." Jack gave him a grin and laughed,
"Hard to believe but yes, a pair of Gyivihans," the Doctor grimaced, which made Jack laugh harder, "Yeah even I said no to that." Looking through the glass and out of his office, Jack smiled at Hope, "And I might have hesitated to go for your daughter." Turning back to the Doctor, Jack sighed, "I respect you too much Doctor to try to upset you," he shook his head and smirked, "And yeah I'm immortal, but I'd hate to see what you might come up with." The Doctor gave him a nod of understanding,
"We won't bring her by much, I don't want your time lines meeting out of place too often," he uncrossed his arms, "So Jack where is that Emeralira Time Sensor?"
Donna flopped down in the seat next to Martha, "I hate that Owen." Shaking her head, Martha leaned on her hand,
"What did that arse do this time?" Hope raised an interested eyebrow as Donna shook her head,
"The usual, honestly anyplace other than Torchwood he'd be in so much trouble for sexual harassment," Donna grumbled as she crossed her arms, "I hate this place." Shaking her head, Martha shrugged,
"It's not that bad really," she glanced at Hope, "You've been here you tell her."
Shrugging, Hope leaned back in her chair, "Honestly I've never interacted with Torchwood. Mum and Dad trust Jack, but they are paranoid of Torchwood and keep an eye on it for hundreds of years." Martha blinked at her and Hope answered the unspoken question, "Jack won't run it forever you know," a smirk graced her face, "he'll be ... busy"
"Careful Ianto doesn't hear you," Martha chuckled, looking over at Ianto who was standing with Tosh. Hope glanced over and shrugged,
"I know, but it doesn't bother me." Donna gaped at her,
"It doesn't bother you?" Grinning, Hope shook her head,
"Nope, I know about his past and I won't blame him for old lovers. Wouldn't be fair," Hope paused, "Besides by the time he meets me as an adult . . . again, he and Ianto will be over." Shaking her head, Martha leaned forward,
"And you can honestly make him behave." Shrugging, Hope tossed her hair and leaned back,
"I have my ways and I'm a bit more flexible myself."
Giggling from the interview room, made the Doctor look away from the Emeralira Time Sensor and toward his daughter. Sighing, he rubbed a hand through his hair, "That giggling can't be good." Jack laughed and looked over himself,
"What Doctor, worried they are swapping stories?" He paused and looked at the Doctor's face before a laugh escaped him, "You are!" Sitting in his chair, Jack shook his head,
"Ah yes, the Companions Club or the Doctor's Assistants of the Past, Present or Future or . . . " Jack grinned, " . . . the Blackmail Club." Jumping up, Jack handed the Doctor to Emeralira Time Sensor and headed for the door, "I bet Hope has some great stories."
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