Delilah: Chapter two of the night, and chapter four of the story. Not gonna go too in depth with this, I'm actually waiting for the "Mary Sue" flames to begin, since they regularly do whenever I throw an OC into the mix. Twyla's back story in this chapter and intro to my old friend Jack!

By the way, Twyla's outfit here:

http:/www[dot]polyvore[dot]com/cgi/set?id=38779794

Just put a dot where there's the word dot… I put outfits in here because I like to see what is being described to me, and it helped see characters. Ignore it if you so wish.

SO, don't own Doctor Who… Or David Tennant's sexy ass… Do own Twyla, and this story. S'about it. Enjoy!

What Ten Seconds Can Do

Chapter 4: The Twilight Angel

"But why you?" The Doctor asked." Why threaten you?"

"I… I don't know…" Twyla said brokenly. She shook her head and her long red bangs shook into her eyes." I'm not a huge figure head-"

"Miss DeAngelise, Co-Founder?" The Doctor said in a mocking tone. Twyla shot him a glare, her eyes now an angry hazel. Rose wondered if it was her eyes or the light that kept changing the color." Your C.O.R.E. stationary sold you out…"

"Okay, yes I helped found C.O.R.E," Twyla sighed," I'm also a stock investor, a published author, and a designer… Doesn't mean I'm in tabloids or that many people even know me… I keep low, stay out of the public eye and try to be as inconspicuous as possible… There is no reason that the Gorgon would want me; silly barely known Twyla Rosemarie DeAngelise…"

"You got a book published an' you're a designa?" Rose asked. She shook her head and brushed her blonde bangs back." Damn! Do ya' eva' bleedin' sleep? Or are ya' jus' perpetually bored?"

"Life stretches on when you never age, or die…" Twyla said bitterly. Both the Doctor and Rose glanced up at this and then back at the girl. She fell back into the chair nearest the fire with a resigned sigh.

"Wha' do ya' mean ya' don'-"

"Twyla," The Doctor cut in, his eyes shining in that way they did when he was figuring out a hard puzzle," Did you know that Gallifrey is and was a very odd language? Most languages tried to derive from my own, you see… Modern day Gallic is the most like it, on Earth anyway… Rorek was the most like it on other planets…"

"Yes, I know," Twyla said angrily, her eyes shifting to an icy blue now- Rose was sure she hadn't imagined it this time -as she tiredly gazed up at the Doctor." I've studied your kind, I've studied you. I've studied the entire damn universe and know almost as much as your kind did… What does this have to do with me?"

"Rorek fell over a hundred years ago, Twyla," The Doctor continued without losing a beat. Rose turned on his lap to watch his eyes shine in realization: the puzzle was being solved." Of course, not before I managed to help save the last surviving queen and her daughter… That was my seventh incarnation, of course, but I remember it… She was beautiful the Rorek Queen… Nothing like my Rose, but beautiful all the same. Was your mother called Dusk DeAngelise?" Twyla nodded, trying to put the pieces together." Aha! I was right! The Dark Angel's daughter… Never thought I'd see the day…"

"What are you ranting about?" Twyla sighed. She turned towards Rose- who was still beaming from his beautiful reply -and gave another sigh." Does he do this often?"

"Only when 'e's figurin' some-fin out…" Rose said lovingly. She nodded for the Doctor to go on and Twyla sat up straight again, as it began to rain outside the large bay windows of her home.

"Your name, in perfect Gallifrey or Rorek, translated, would be the Twilight Angel," The Doctor said," The last surviving person of Rorek, and their world…"

"I don't understand!" Twyla cried slamming her fist on the arm of her chair," My mother was a writer! She died thirty years ago… The day I realized I would never age over twenty three… She looked human! She acted human! I am not some- some-"

"Alien Princess wif' a hoard of Gorgon after ya?" Rose offered.

"Yes! I mean no! I mean-"

"You are…" the Doctor sighed. He stood, setting Rose back in the chair, and kneeled before Twyla, who tried her best not to cringe away. He reached up and touched her cheek, the blue star right under her eye." This isn't a tattoo is it, Twyla? You were born with it…"

"Mum had a moon…" Twyla said. She itched to yank back from the Doctor's touch but held still. All three of them jumped as someone slammed against the window. Rose even gave an shriek of surprise." Damn it all, what was that?"

"A friend…" The Doctor sighed." My dear unfortunate friend… Why the hell is he even here?"

"Jack?" Rose asked, catching the Doctor's mind. The Doctor nodded and moved to open the window, so a very soaking wet Jack Harkness could climb in." Jack!"

"Hi Rose!" Jack grinned. He stood and shook off some of the water from his black attire. Twyla gave an annoyed huff but stood and moved past the two men into the hall. She returned- moments later and after the trio had hugged and said hello -with dry jeans and a black button-up." Angel indeed, Doctor, woman knows what a man needs."

"Woman has a name and is being polite," Twyla snapped," Would you prefer to stay cold and wet?"

"Not like it'll kill me," Jack shrugged. Twyla rolled her eyes- now a lovely shade of violet -and shoved the clothes at him." I'm Captain-"

"Captain Jack Harkness, once con artist and part of the Space military," Twyla answered," Now director of Torchwood Underground Institute and time enigma. Yes, I know who you are, sir. Why are you in my living room?"

Jack held up a finger to hold on, and left the group to change. While he was ogne, Rose turned towards the Doctor and gave a quirked brow.

"She didn' fall for his flirtin'?" Rose asked. The Doctor nodded, just as astonished." But, everyone falls for Jack!"

"I don't 'fall' for anyone," Twyla said," Kind of hurts the relationship when they begin to notice you never age, and heal instantly…"

"Cold heart, cures all charisma," The Doctor reasoned. He shrugged and watched Jack return, rolling up the sleeves of his shirt and muttering about silly New York Weather." So, why are you here Jack?"

"Well, the TARDIS called me…" Jack said." Glad it did too! Go and get engaged, turn Rose into a Time Lady, and meet a fiery redhead without me! Jeeze, I can't leave you two for a year without you having fun without me!"

"Can we get back to the problem at hand?" Twyla asked." I know it's late… You can all stay here for the night… But I would really like to get this threat over and done with… So then I can get back to my life and back to ignoring the Doctor and his rants about me being a damn Alien Princess…"

"I suppose you won't like me then," Jack said with a grin," I'm here to help him convince you."

"I already don't like you," Twyla seethed. She led the group into the hall. The halls were painted a warm wine red and had different photos of a happy woman with Twyla's hair and laugh lines around her eyes and a small child, growing up until she was Twyla. Rose stopped at a picture of Twyla and the woman- she was assuming was Dusk -hugging and laughing at the camera, as if someone had told a great joke." That was just before she died…"

"She's beautiful… Just like you…" Rose said. Twyla's eyes- before so hard and cold -softened and shifted to a light green and she smiled." You know, I get being so tough, because I had to be like that, before the Doctor… But, sometimes it's okay to soften up… You look so much prettier when you smile and mean it…"

"It's hard when you're all alone…" Twyla admitted. She rubbed her shoulders and glanced up at Rose." I really want to believe the Doctor… Because it would explain so much… Why I don't age, why I don't need much sleep, why I have weird blue tattoos all over me…"

"There are more?" Rose asked curiously. Twyla nodded, staring over to make sure that the Doctor and Jack were busy checking out the room. She yanked down her gloved and Rose gasped when more intricate blue lines and stars were exposed. She leaned in to look at the tattoos and smiled at Twyla." They're beautiful!"

"That's not what most people say… Luckily most here in New York just think I'm an inker…" Twyla said with an eye roll. She touched the stars, which formed consolations on her arms all the way to her elbows." I just prefer to cover them up. Less eyes on me…"

"I think you would have made a wonderful Princess," Rose said," If it means anything…"

"It does…" Twyla smiled. She turned her eyes up as the Doctor and Jack returned. Unfortunately before she could yank her gloves back up, Jack reached over to touch a star. Twyla cringed at the touch but Jack seemed mesmerized by the intricate ink.

"You're beautiful," Jack said with a sigh. Twyla blushed and turned away, yanking her gloves back up and walking more towards two doors at the end of the hall." No, I mean it! I'm not being some silly womanizing-"

"You can stay here," Twyla said gesturing to one of the rooms- a tactful guest room with navy walls and a large bed and en suite bathroom. She averted her eyes and then opened the other door." Rose, you and the Doctor can used this one…"

A large bedroom with a king size bed and another en suite bathroom. She moved briskly from the group and folded her arms around herself.

"I'll meet you guys in the morning…" Twyla said softly," I'll take you to C.O.R.E. headquarters and we can go over the other readings… Maybe figure out why they want em so bad?"
"Maybe because you're a beautiful Alien princess who is the sole survivor of the race they hate?" Jack offered. Twyla rolled her eyes and walked away from the group.

"She's not falling for it, Jack," Rose said as Twyla entered her room and slammed the door." She hasn't been with anyone in years… Says she's too worried about her heart, and the fact that we just told her she has alien blood…"

"We'll see…" Jack said with a smile." We'll see…"

~*DW*~

Twyla padded into her kitchen from her room; the clock read around three a.m. and she knew everyone else was probably asleep. She got out a glass of milk and a bag of cookies then hopped up onto the counter to star out the wide window of the kitchen.

"Got room for one more?" Jack asked from the doorway. Twyla jumped and almost dropped her glass of milk." Sorry, didn't mean to scare you…"

"I can leave…" Twyla said moving to jump off the counter. Jack moved quicker and caught her waist in his hands.

"No! I wanted to… Apologize…" Jack said softly." Damn! Your waist is like minuscule…" Twyla blushed but didn't move away from his touch, oddly soothed by the strong hands on her waist." Anyway… I wasn't trying to be a jerk… Really, I wasn't…"

"I know… Rose told me…" Twyla said. She and the blonde had been given a few moments earlier- since the blonde had come to check on her -to talk and have girl moments. She offered the man a cookie and Jack gave a wolfish grin before biting it out of her fingers. Twyla giggled and blushed redder. She was wearing a silver night shirt with black cotton pants, but her arms were exposed now. Jack traced a gentle fingertip up the line of stars in blue ink on her arms.

"You know… Rorek children are born with different tattoos…" Jack said softly. Twyla nodded and glanced down at his fingers, making soft patterns on her arms." Each one is different… Like snow flakes, kind of… Then, when they turn nineteen- the year of coming of age in their culture -they get a matching one on their cheek." Jack moved his free hand up to stroke the smaller tattoo on Twyla's cheek." I got to see a few Rorek people, in my travels and time jumps… But your tattoos are the most beautiful…"

"You won't flatter me Jack…"

"I'm being serious!" Jack had a twinkle in his blue eyes and Twyla opened her mouth to make a snide remark back, but was beat to it." I'm not always a womanizing tool, you know… I have had a few really good relationships! They just…"

"Age," Twyla finished. Jack nodded." Roreks don't age… We all get to around twenty or twenty five and just… Stay that way… Until our bodies give up, or we chose to die… It's like we're frozen in time…"

"I know…" Jack said." Twyla, you are-"

"I know…" Twyla said softly. She had been planning on trying to accept the Doctor's news the next day. The two leaned closer, Twyla's eyes a timid green now. She bit her lip and Jack reached up to smooth her teeth away. Twyla wasn't sure who leaned up first, but soon, his lips were on hers and their mouths were moving together in a soft passion. She held his neck firmly, but still timid about this entire thing. He held her waist tightly, ready to dive head first in and take it at her pace. Then the room filled with a silver-green glow.

"Jack-"

But the room filmed brighter at Twyla's voice. Then, she levitated up above the table and a brighter light engulfed her. She couldn't move, her limbs were frozen in the beam. Jack was trying to reach for her, but the light was like a force filed around her.

"Twyla!" Jack cried. Then the light began to split Twyla's atoms, until they shot upwards, and away from Jack." Twyla!"

But she was already gone… Jack shot down the hall screaming the Doctor and Rose's names. He wasn't about to lose this crazy little red headed princess just when he got a chance at a real forever.

~*DW*~

Delilah: I know, kind of another cliffy… but I will try and type more tomorrow… Or Sunday afternoon. Twyla's POV next chapter, and yes she was taken by Gorgon ship and yes she will be rescued. Let me know what you think of her! Reviews are loved!