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Present Day
I wanted to turn around and face Jack, but I was scared that I would do something I would regret. I needed to calm down, but I wanted to know who had shot him. It honestly didn't surprise me one bit, because it was Jack and he is quite flamboyant. I took a deep breath and turned around. Jack was still standing right behind me, playing with long curly hair. Something I had definitely picked up from River.
"Who shot you?" I asked, with glazy, adoring eyes.
"Well, where to begin…"Jack hummed.
"From the start!" I smirked, knowing what he would do.
"When a mummy and a daddy love each other very much…" he joked. I punched him playfully in the arm and he laughed.
"Okay, okay. But in all seriousness…" He pondered.
"Where were you when it happened?" I pushed.
"Well… In the airport, no it was after then. That's right! I was about a mile from here in a side street casually looking up your address on my portable GPS, and a platinum-blonde haired bloke steps out of a doorway." He screwed his face as though he was remembering a bad smell. "He looked pretty familiar, but I couldn't place him. He said 'Where is she?' to which I responded 'I don't know who you are talking about!'. He laughed in a menacing way, which sent chills down my spine, and he replied with 'Well, if you won't tell me, I guess I don't need you! But I will have the pleasure of killing you over and over again like last time!' And then he shot me, running off into the distance." Jack finished his story. I was shocked, but it twigged to me who the man was.
"The Master." I growled angrily.
"How did you work that out?" Jack asked, confused.
"I met him during some of my first adventures with…" I choked up. The Doctor was my rock when I left Sally and David, but since I left him, it felt like I had punched a hole into both my hearts.
"Why don't you go back to him?" Jack quietly queried.
"'Cause I have a duty to save him, like he saved me." I sobbed, "I won't go back to him until I successfully completed my task."
"Well, let me be your rock of support." He pulled me into his warm chest. I felt at home. Maybe I should give into temptation and fall for Jack, like I had tried to fight against it. Well, maybe he truly is the one. The one I could be destined to be without caring for the effects of humany-wumany stuff. But how do I seriously love someone who I could ultimately hurt. This is stupid, why should I love him, we aren't the same. Are we?