Disclaimer: So... Sarah J's back on Monday. I hate that show. If any companion should have a spinoff, should it not be Rose? Trust me, if I owned it, she would.

Yay, my other favourite chappie. Don't hate me for Jamie. In fact, this fast update should negate all your hate, so... yeah... enjoy!

NTMR:
-Not many reviews for chapter 13, but oh well. Here's the update you all asked for!

Chapter 14: Not Quite The Whole Truth

John looked to Rose with horror. "What?!" he asked with shock. "Rose, you cannot believe this - this insane -"

"John, listen to us." Rose spoke over him, gathering confidence now that she'd begun. She stepped forwards and held her hand out to John. Instinctively, she reached out and pressed her hand onto his chest, where his steady one heart was beating rhythmically, almost in time with her own. Then she faltered, her mind blanking, and spoke the only thing she could think to say.

"It's me." she said softly. "I'm Rose." Both Martha and John looked sharply to Rose, John looking with confusion and Martha gaping as something clicked into place.

"I know that you're Rose!" John exclaimed, pushing Rose's hand away.

"No, I'm your Rose." Rose told him slowly, calmly, though she felt anything but that. "The Doctor's Rose. The girl you dreamt about is real." She shook her head apologetically. "She's me."

"But - but this is absurd!" John protested.

"No! It's not." Martha said with a faint glee. "It's - it's just… Oh, my God, it really is! It's really you. You're his Rose, you're the Doctor's Rose!" she cried ecstatically, repeating what Rose had stated moments before. "I knew it! Right when I first saw you, I thought - but no." Martha's face fell. "It can't be. You're dead."

"What are you two talking about?" John demanded, cutting off Martha's revelations.

"John, I -" Rose began, but broke off mid-sentence as she noticed the entire restaurant turning towards the drapes in the corner of the hall.

Rose looked over to them with a frown, and Martha and John followed suit. A faint green glow was glaring through the opening of the drapes. A woman at the table closet to the curtains stood up uneasily, and walked towards them.

Behind the drapes, oblivious to the fact that his hiding place was no longer secure, Jamie glimmered in the green light.

"Now!" he spoke to his family, silent to the room around him. "The time is right!"

- - - - - - -

Jeffrey and Suzie walked briskly but calmly towards the restaurant entrance.

"Staff pass please, Sir, Ma'am." the security guard asked, almost politely.

The two adults shared amused smirks for a moment, and then Jeffrey reached into his pocket. He drew out his gun and shot the man without a second thought.

- - - - - - -

Kate stumbled up to the window, oblivious to Helena watching her behind the door. She pushed herself up off the crate and pulled back the blinds of the window. Four or five shop mannequins were glaring through the window at her, their blank faces devoid of emotion or feeling. She lurched away from the window and ducked behind the crate, afraid. After a moment, she crawled back up to the window and pulled the blinds back again. The dummy's were gone.

Helena saw the mannequins behind the window and grinned, satisfied. She crept quickly towards the main hall of the restaurant and slipped in unnoticed.

- - - - - - -

The woman tapped the drapes nervously, and nothing happened. The green glow suddenly disappeared, and she shrank back, then gathered up the courage to pull back the long curtain.

"Jamie!" Jackie cried, as the boy toppled off the stool. Instead of running towards his mother, however, the boy stood up silently and remained in the same spot.

Just as Jackie stood to call Jamie over again, she shrieked loudly. The door to Rose's immediate left had been thrust opened, and two figures had stormed in, the man deliberately throwing a chair onto the floor as he walked forwards with a gun in his hand.

"There will be silence!" Jeffrey shouted, but most of the guests merely screamed or yelled out and moved away. Rose and John stood up from their table by the door, moving steadily back to the front of the group of Torchwood workers. "I said silence!" he repeated firmly and loudly. This time, the noise lowered to noting, and everyone turned to look at the pair. At the doors, more people appeared to follow in, but they weren't people, but mannequins. The creatures stood behind Jeffrey and Suzie, awaiting command. Helena walked proudly of to the two people, ignoring the hands grasping at her and voices murmuring in the background. She took her place by their side and glared into the crowd.

"What is going on?!" a man demanded, walking forward from the kitchen in a suit. "Mr Wilson, is it? Look, this is my restaurant, and I demand -" he was cut off as Jeffrey turned towards him with the gun.

A beam shot from the weapon into the man's chest, and he screamed out with pain. Rose blinked instinctively, and turned away. When she looked back, the man had disappeared. In his place, there lay a small heap of grey ash on the carpeted floor. Rose gasped with horror and Martha raised a hand to her mouth. All around her, people shrieked and turned away, but John seemed unfazed, merely angry.

"Mr Smith," Martha tugged on John's sleeve urgently. "Everything we told you, just forget it! Don't say anything."

"We asked for silence!" Helena yelled into the room.

"Now then. We have a few questions for Mr Smith." Jeffrey smiled innocently, looking towards Mr Smith with his gun pointed out. Rose looked at him along with Martha, and in the corner of her eye, she saw Jamie walk over to the three sinister people and the mannequins.

"Jamie, get away from them!" exclaimed Jackie, but Jamie kept moving towards the people and came to a halt next to them.

"C'mon, son, do what you're mum tells you, yeah?" Pete said, his temper and fear rising when Jamie didn't move. "Jamie! I said get -"

"Silence!" Jeffrey said once more, raising his gun in the air as a warning. "Mr Smith?"

John's eyes widened with horror as the three figures turned on him, and Rose felt her heartbeat pound harder in her chest.

"No, better than that." Jamie piped up suddenly, and Rose started towards him shocked. John held out his arm protectively to keep her back, away from the trouble, and Rose couldn't help but notice the differences between this man and the Doctor.

"The agent. He's a Doctor." Jamie continued, and added, by a way of explanation, "I heard them talking. It's in the boy's memories."

Rose gaped in shock, and tried to call out to her brother, but no words would untangle themselves from the knot in her throat.

"You took human form." Helena stated, staring plainly at John. The corner of her mouth twitched up in amusement.

"Of course I'm human, I was born human!" John spat to them. "As were you! And you, little Jamie, and you, the secretary, and Mr Wilson! What is going on? This is madness!"

"And a human brain, too!" Jeffrey said gleefully. "Simple, thick and dull."

"But he's no good like this." Suzie said with anger.

"We need a Time Lord." Jamie agreed, hungrily staring at John's body.

"Easily done." Suzie replied with a smirk, and pulled her gun out from her jacket pocket. She brought it up and pointed it fearlessly at John. "Change back." she ordered, simply and firmly.

Rose's eyebrows shot up and she froze to the spot, studying the three people stood in front of them. She saw Martha stagger back in shock, but didn't dare look back at her parents, for fear of being noticed. She glanced at Jamie and winced with horror at the malicious smirk playing on his usually cheery face.

"I - I don't know what you're talking about." John stuttered, his hands raised in surrender.

"Change back!" Suzie said loudly, and more forcefully.

"I literally do not know -" John began shouting, but what happened next was just a blur.

Jeffrey Wilson lunged forwards, and Martha shrieked in alarm, but rather than use his gun, he grabbed her arm and pulled her back towards Suzie and Jamie.

"Get off me!" Martha cried uselessly, but Jeffrey paid no attention. Twisting her arm up behind her back, he raised his gun to her head, and, though breathing rapidly, she ceased to struggle.

"She's your friend, isn't she?" Suzie smirked at him. "Doesn't this scare you enough to change back?"

"I don't know what you mean!" John cried helplessly.

"Wait a minute…" Suzie said thoughtfully. "The secretary told me about Smith and the agent… that woman, there!" she indicated to Rose and Helena leapt forward. Taken by surprise, Rose didn't react until it was too late, and then she was held in the grip of the inhumanly strong teenage girl. John darted forwards but was reminded by Suzie's gun to stay put.

Jackie cried out in alarm, but Helena held Rose's body close to her own, and drew out her own gun which she pointed to Rose head, smiling evilly all the while.

"Have you enjoyed it, Doctor?" Suzie smiled wickedly as she continued to hold the gun out, ready to shoot John if needed. "Being human? Has it taught you wonderful things; are you better, richer, wiser?"

Martha struggled in Jeffrey's grip, aching to get away from the man and the gun, but Rose remained calm and still, waiting for the right moment. "Then let's see you answer this." Suzie continued. "Which one of them do you want us to kill? Assistant or agent? Your friend - or your lover?" Rose's calm breathing hitched in her breath, and Martha's heartbeat rose. John looked to the two women in turn. First to Rose's calm, loving face, then to Martha's desperate, scared eyes.

"Your choice."

Cliffie!! The next update might take a while, as I have homework etc, and I'm going away for the weekend. But I'll try.