Chapter 11

Emmett's POV

The city was not what I expected.

From what I've seen in magazines and on TV, Cardiff was just like any other small modern city. But this, this was different.

There was a number of horses and carriages, children playing in the streets and everyone looked like they had just jumped from a Dickens novel.

I assumed us to be in the city's centre. It smelt dirty, old fashioned. There was loud, noisy chatter coming from the crowd of barterers and socialisers.

The carriage finally stopped at the docks. I stepped out of the carriage as did Alice. Emily was now stood in front of me and Alice behind. They began leading me to our destination. They led me to a sewerage system and we headed underground.

I couldn't believe what was happening to me. Maybe I'm dreaming, but that's impossible: I'm a vampire. The only possible explanation is time travel. Ah Ha! Take that Marty McFly!

Their underground lair was impossibly Victorian looking but there was some equipment that stood out. It was completely out of place and probably still would be if I were in modern times.

We went deeper into their base. The room we entered resembled the inner workings of a submarine. Three large, thick, filthy, rusted, metal doors in a row, with a dungeon like atmosphere. It dawned on me, that's exactly what it was.

"Get in there!" Emily yelled venomously, as they tried to push me in ineffectively.

I rolled my eyes. "Hello? Vampire, remember?!"

"Like you said: you can't capture us that easily," I said through a smirk. Their tempers began to slip through, giving me an incentive to annoy them even more.

"Get in the darn cell you bloodsucker! Like we said we will find a way to kill you!" Alice yelled shrilly.

"Oh! Like to play dirty do we? You know I'm not a monster, if you wanted to play kinky you could of asked nicely. Then again there nothing wrong with caging a beast," I said with a wink.

Emily pulled out her pistol and raised it to my head, pressing it above my right ear. "Get in the cell," she said with so much anger and intensity it was almost a whisper, giving any vampires growl a run for its money.

Before I could respond a loud male voice bellowed from the door way.

"Hey, hey! What's going on here?"

Emily dropped her outstretched arm and put down the gun. The man entered the room and began to walk towards me. He was relatively tall with dark hair and a long blue coat. He didn't smell exactly human. He smelt wrong. It was like he was stale or gone off.

A smile broke his face as he appraised me. "So we have a vampire in our mist. Never thought you ladies had it in you."

"He's different, odd even. He came peacefully!" Alice said.

"Really?! He hasn't even tried to kill you yet? My experiences with vampires in the past would make me believe otherwise," the man said pensively.

"Hello?! I'm right here and I'm not a monster. I don't drink human blood through my own choice," I stated, my tone becoming more serious.

"Interesting!" he exclaimed. "Ladies, can you please give me a minute alone with him," he requested, taking his glance from my face and placing it on theirs. They both nodded and exited the room peacefully. Emily left with her gun in hand.

"Don't worry about Alice and Emily, they can be a bit harsh sometimes. I'm trying to change their outlook on things, but you know what they say you can't teach an old dog new tricks," the man said as if trying to befriend me.

He stepped closer to me and stretched out his hand obviously waiting for me to shake it. "Sorry, I never introduced myself. Its Captain Jack Harkness" he said cheerfully with a wide smile.

I shuck his hand out of politeness but he held on too long and it made me uncomfortable. He didn't even flinch at my temperature. He winked at me.

"I'm Emmett Cullen," I responded timidly.

"By looks of you I'm guessing you're not from around here," he said meaning it to be a question. "Let me guess… ummm early 21st century."

"How did you know?" I asked bewildered.

"Your clothes," he stated. I stared down to my clothes. They were nothing out of the ordinary, just a football jersey, a pair of old jeans and a pair of old Nikes, that I'm surprised Alice or Rose hasn't asked me to get rid of yet. I quickly realised that I must be sticking out like a sore thumb in this time I seem to have landed in.

"What date is it?" I asked trying not to sound stupid.

"May 15th 1889," he said obviously trying not to sound patronising.

"Wow…" I whispered. I was taken aback. I knew I had my silly theories but having it confirmed was something else entirely.

Jack noticed my bewildered expression. "Are you okay?"

I replied "Yeah… its just… wow… I-"

"How did you get here?" He inquired interrupting my babbling.

"I don't know to be honest, one minute I was having fun with my brother and the next thing I know this angel, statue like thing came out of nowhere and as I went to check it out, I blinked out of habit and when I opened my eyes I was in 1889. It's weird man, I know!" I explained.

"Hummm… it must have been those Weeping Angels. I've never encountered them before, but by the sound of things I would bet that's how you ended up here," he said as if consoling me.

"Don't you know any way I could get home to my family or at least try?" I asked

"Sorry, I don't have a time machine on me," he smiled apologetically but while trying to lighten the atmosphere.

"I've haven't met many vampires in my time, but you're welcome to stay here if you like," he said smoothly while he winked at me.

My eyes winded and I blurted out quickly "Sorry! I'm a married man."

"Shoot!" he clicked his right fingers and shrugged his shoulders while patting me on the back "Ah well, it was worth the shot," he said half smiling. "If you want we can continue this conversation upstairs in my office. It will be more comfortable up there. I would offer you a drink, but I understand that you don't and-"

"I'm fine thanks" I said interrupting him. Jack seemed nice and more laid back then the other two witches I had already been dealing with today. I could get to like this guy. "Let's go upstairs," I agreed.

He nodded still with the smirk on his face and we both turned to head for the door. Jack took is first step and as I took mine I sighed. Jack suddenly stopped and turned to face me again.

"You miss your family a lot, don't you?" he inquired his tone becoming more serious.

"Yes…" I replied sheepishly. God, this conversation has taken a turn for the worst. It's sentimental! Ewwww…

"You probably don't understand but my family mean everything to me. They're my life and I'd do anything to get them back again," I answered sincerely.

Jack sighed "I understand, as you probably guessed I'm out of place too. I'm from the 51st century and I haven't see my family In… well… a long time too," he empathised. "I'll try everything to help you find your way home."

"Thanks" I replied gratefully, half smiling.

We both turned and continued to head up stairs.

"So, tell me about your family. What are they like?"

"Ummm…" I mumbled. Where to start?

"Would you believe the day I get lost in Cardiff, of all places, is the day my little brother of sorts is renewing his wedding vows. He asked me to best man. God, he's going to kill me for missing the ceremony," I half laughed.

"Don't worry, I'm sure he'll understand and forgive you, he's your brother," he said while grimacing with a look of regret when he said the word brother.

I sighed "And my Rosalie. My gorgeous Rose."

"Rose.. Is beautiful name," he smiled, as if remembering something, almost nostalgic. "She must be your wife?"

"Yes, the love of my life," I laughed subconsciously as if trying to hide any pain or sentimentality. I don't know how Edward handles confessing his love for Bella and Nessie continually throughout every day.

I stayed silent as we made it to and entered his office. He signalled for me to sit in a seat in front of his desk and I did so. He walked over to the other side and sat in his larger, more comfortable chair. He leaned over the table a picked up an expensive looking and matching crystal decanter and glass. He poured some of its contents into his glass.

"I'll make it a double," he said lightly "I'll have yours too. Don't worry, I don't have a drinking problem or anything. Well not yet anyway," he laughed.

I didn't no what kind of drink he was pouring though I knew it was alcohol, I had almost totally forgotten everything about food and drink since becoming a vampire. I'm not even allowed in the kitchen anymore ever since the microwave incident when Bella and Edward idiotically left me to baby-sit Nessie. I even had to pay for a new kitchen. Oh! And the lamp in the living room, but that's another story.

I smiled and laughed nostalgically. Jack noticed. I changed my smile to a frown and laugh to a sigh.

"Don't worry I'll try my best, as long as it takes, one day I will get you home," Jack said his tone becoming serious again.

Then it clicked.

"As long as it takes… as long as it takes," I repeated. Jack didn't follow.

I jumped from my seat, knocking it over. I was fast, at vampire speed. It made Jack jump in his seat.

"You see its simple, even I get it!" I pointed towards myself.

"I'm a vampire, as you know, so I'm obviously immortal. I can wait and rejoin my family when the time comes. I know it will be hard and lonely but I could try. I'm sure there's something I could do." I exclaimed enthusiastically.

Jack was silent, absorbing every word I said. Then he sighed. "Sorry, I don't think that will work."

The broad, ecstatic smile on my face disintegrated. I picked up the chair and sat back down, putting my now balled up fists on the table.

"But why?" I mumbled disheartened.

"I wish it was that simple Emmett, I really do, but time is complicated. It involves things you don't understand. Not even I understand it fully. If you were to wait Emmett and go to your family, your old life, it would cause a paradox or at least it would have destroyed two thirds of the universe." he explained.

"Oh… and that would be bad?" I asked un-balling my fists.

"Yes, very bad," he replied. I sighed. He gave me a concerned look.

"Look… there's something about myself that I haven't told you… I'm immortal. Unlike you I do age, but very slowly. I'm waiting here in Cardiff for someone called the Doctor, though I don't know when he'll be here, he will be able to help us. But while I'm waiting I could also visit your family on the day you were attacked by the Weeping Angel. I could tell them where and when you are and they with the help of the Doctor could come and get you and bring you home to your family," he suggested.

A huge, teeth baring smile stretched across my face. "Thank you," I replied. "But why are you doing this?"

"I like you Emmett and not to mention I think your hot," he laughed and I joined in, weirdly.

"I also want to apologise for the way my co-workers treated you. I'm new in this institute and I trying to change the way things are done around here. Embrace alien technology and life forms, not destroy them for "queen and country". We need to prepare ourselves, the 21st century is when it all changes" Jack admitted.

"I can help," I suggested "I'll be waiting too won't I? There's got to be something I can do?"

Jack smiled without showing any teeth. He outstretched his hand for me to shake it. I obeyed the gesture.

"Welcome to Torchwood."

"Deal?" I asked.

Jack smiled now showing his white teeth and winked again.

"Deal."