Hello little monkey loving friends. Generally consensus is that people miss Pip so you'll all be overjoyed to here that his story is going well. However it won't be up until this is over with so you have a little bit to wait first.

'violaisnotalady': Stress is never a good thing! So I'm glad to help out. Defiantly the bracelet, It was one of the reasons for putting it in the story. I realised that she really needed something other then her memories for when she went into the other universe and I've always wanted one of those bracelets so two birds with one stone there :) (Now I've just got to find someone willing to give me one for real :P)

Seriously, there's an Outrageous amount of running involved

"Jack, can I talk to you?" Fawks asked, her eyes on Winter who was following Ianto into the kitchen. Jack nodded up to his office.

"What's up?" Fawks pulled herself onto his desk, a small frown playing on her face.

"I've been thinking-"

"No, you cannot use John for target practice." Jack said immediately.

"I'd never hit him." Fawks pouted. "Anyway, not about him, it's about Winter."

"We have to send her back, Fawks," Jack said gently.

"I know that," she sighed, clearly unhappy about it. "But how the hell are we going to do it?" she asked. "Because, let's be honest, it's not the easiest thing. I had a rift, a vortex manipulator and a spaceship and it still took me years to get back. She's got a rift, that's it." Jack frowned.

"Also, have you ever tried inter-universal space time travel. Not the easiest thing to do,"

"You do it," Jack pointed out.

"I'm already 50 % void. I slip through because I'm coated in radiation. Like when you touch a bubble with dry hands it pops but if you touch it with soapy hands then you're fingers go through."

"I don't think anyone has ever described the walls of the universe as a bubble." Jack grinned as Fawks laughed.

"But, really, I don't know how we're going to pull it off, I'm not risking catapulting her into the void. That's not something I'd be willing to do to anyone."

"Not even a prick in a red coat?"

"No." Fawks rolled her eyes.

TTT

"Where's Fawks?" Winter asked, looking through the hub.

"She'll either be being told off in Jack's office," Gwen said. "Or down in the shooting range." Winter looked up at Jack's office, and saw the two of them talking. Fawks frowned and stood up, walking out of the office.

"You're the boss," She said, "I'm just the sexy alien who comes out with witty remarks." Jack laughed at her as she skipped down the stairs.

"What was that about?" Winter asked.

"You," Fawks smiled, taking Winter's hand.

"Where are we going?"

"Shopping,"

"That's all you seem to do," Winter laughed.

"Well, it's a form of shopping."

TTT

"Just, stick close and try not to look anyone bigger than you in the eye." Fawks said quietly as they walked down the side alley that not even weevils would be seen in. They reached the end of the alley a steep wall and Fawks slapped her hand against the brick, one of the graffitied cement blocks was pulled back and two eyes filled the gap.

"Who is it." Came a gruff voice.

"Fawks. Now let me in."

"Whose the girl?"

"With me. Let. Me. In." She snarled. There was a grumble of voices and then the brick was replaced only for a small section of the wall to fall down. Fawks turned to look at Winter. "You go," She said, nodding to the gap. Winter uncertainly pushed herself through the small gap between the wall and the alley sides, and then looked around. It was a bar, not a regular bar.

"Remember I took you to that restaurant, told you about the civilised citizens of the underground." Winter nodded.

"This is the uncivilised part." Fawks continued, nodding forwards to the bar.

The room was dank and not very well lit, and the patrons were not of earth, Winter recognised a few of the aliens, a couple of Blowfish sat in the corner, a few of the people looked human but she knew better.

"Fawks." The bar tender nodded at her as the two reached the bar, he looked like a big slug, his mouth a set of short spiky teeth.

"Sam," Fawks nodded, before turning to Winter. "What do you want to drink?"

"Coke," She replied quietly, sitting on one of the bar stools, and not trusting any of the drinks.

"The usual, Cap'n?" Sam said,

"Yeah and add a coke to my tab," Fawks said. Her eyes scanning the bar.

"What are we doing here?" Winter asked looking around.

"Looking for some spare parts." Fawks replied..

"What for?"

"To get you home. A Vortex Manipulator if we're lucky,"

"Can't I just have yours?" Winter teased, Fawks met her eyes with a smirk,

"No way, I had to shoot and shag so many people to get this,"

"So how?"

"This lot are the aliens that come from all over the world, come here in the hope that they could get through to they're home world, but aliens don't do real estate, and they've got to make a living, so alien knick knacks, black markets, lots of money."

"And you're here to buy," Winter said, with a raised eyebrow, Fawks snorted,

"Don't be stupid, we're here to blackmail and steal."

"I thought so,"

"There," The demon whispered, her tail flickering in the direction of a small table over at the far wall. Winter looked up past Fawks' shoulder quickly, two people were arguing about something, a large man with broad shoulders was glaring angrily at a humanoid tall person, they were mostly covered by a coat pulled around themselves and a bowler hat low on his head. The big man sighed and stood up, muttering under his breath.

"What happened?" Fawks whispered.

"Big guy got up and walked off."

"That's a relief. Stay here, watch the big dogs play," She winked at her.

Winter watched as Fawks turned on her stool grabbed her drink, a long glass of crimson red liquid with a piece of star fruit on the rim of the glass, and walked her way over, hips swaying somewhat hypnotically. Winter felt she wasn't the only one noticing how nicely Fawks fit into her black leather pants. She took a sip from her glass and watched the pair as Fawks sat opposite the man.

Within five minutes, the man had taken of his hat, and was grinning at Fawks, and she was smiling and laughing and listening with intent to what he was saying, looking up at him through her lashes, Winter rolled her eyes, and Fawks nodded over to her, the guy swivelled in his seat to stare at her, she looked back to her drink in shock. She risked another look at Fawks who was saying goodbye.

"Come on," The demon said when she got back to the bar. "Let's go," Winter downed the remains of her drink and followed her out.

"See you, Sam." Fawks waved as she kept. The gap in the wall slid down again and the two squeezed themselves out. "Can you get up that pipe?" she asked Winter, nodding to the drain pipe that ran up the wall onto the roof of the building on their left.

"Easy," Winter smiled, using it to pull herself up and onto the roof, Fawks pulled herself up behind her.

"Why are we up here,"

"I went shopping," Fawks grinned, pulling out a bulky piece of leather from her pocket.

"You got one?"

"The extortionist was charging a fortune for it so I took it out of his pocket when he was perving at you." She threw it into the air and caught it again in one fluid motion, "It's a bit crap, but it works, so, mission accomplished."

"Oi! You little thief whore!" Was a shout from below.

"there was really no need for the whore comment," Fawks commented, looking over the edge, the man in his long coat grabbed onto the drainpipe and began slowly pulling himself up.

"Ah." Fawks sighed.

"Shall we run?" Winter asked.

"We shall." Fawks nodded as they ran off across the rooftop.

"We've run out of rooftop." Winter yelled, skidding to a halt.

"No we've not, jump!" Fawks took Winter's hand and leaped off the rooftop, landing with a crash on top of a double-decker bus.

"How do we get down from here?" Winter asked.

"I don't know, I did not think this far ahead." Fawks replied, wobbling as the bus drove off.

"There!" Winter pointed to a bus shelter at the side of the road. As the bus slowed for the passenger the two on the roof slid onto the station Winter jumped down onto the ground and Fawks followed but being over confident, misjudged the jump and landed solidly on one foot, which under her weight and momentum let out a loud crack. Fawks collapsed in a slump.

"Are you ok?"

"Yeah, I'm fine…" She replied trying to get up on her own but stopping with a hiss of pain.

"You broke your foot." Winter stated.

"I'm fine. Just…"

"Broke your foot," She repeated, pulling Fawks' arm over her shoulder, and dragging her up.

"Does it hurt?"

"No." Fawks said through gritted teeth. Winter turned and gave her a look. "ok, a little, I'll be fine."

Next time: Jack get's to know Winter and we meet a very familiar girl.