A/N: sorry! essays still to do, artwork still to finish......
But i promised a chapter, so here it is!
DISCLAIMER: Nope, still don't own it.
"She's… She's the monster?!" Jack spluttered incredulously, and John simply nodded, a grim look upon his face, as Rose, Jackie and the man who Jack presumed to be Rose's dead father stood behind him, reminding Jack of his own Torchwood team.
"But… Belle wouldn't do that, I mean, c'mon… Sure, she happens to be covered inexplicably in the Doctor's blood, especially around her mouth, but really? I mean, them two are all over each other, but she ju…"
Jack sighed, shaking his head in disbelief. "Alright, I'm gonna believe you, but as soon as she and the Doctor wake up, we're talking this over, okay? And I want you to tell me what you saw, as well." He looked at the John, Rose, Jackie and the man in turn, nodding. "'Kay? Gotta do this properly, everyone's gotta be questioned, but that's after we check the Doctor's alright."
John sighed, clearly irritated. "Oh, and since you didn't ask, this is Pete, Rose's dad. Okay, yes, sure, whatever you say, Captain, but can we please put this-" He dipped his head to signify that he was speaking of the unconscious female in his arms, "Somewhere safe and secure? I don't exactly want her to wake up in my arms, if you get my drift." Hs snapped.
"Sure, sure," Jack said breezily, turning with the Doctor in his arms, before yelling, "Owen! Get the Med Bay ready! Gwen! Tosh! I want you on hand and ready to treat an unconscious Time Lord immediately!" the Captain barked the orders, before striding through the Hub and down a tunnel, walking several yards and pushing the a white wooden door open, the strong smell of disinfectant whisping out, tendrils of it stabbing mercilessly at Rose's nostrils.
Laying the unconscious Doctor on a bed of white, clean linen, Jack motioned to Owen to start treating the Time Lord. Owen immediately set to work, removing the Doctor's coat with Tosh's assistance, and moving to retrieve a strong painkiller that was probably only exclusive to Torchwood. Picking up a small phial of emerald green liquid, he turned to Jack.
"Anything we shouldn't give him?" He queried, and Jack nodded in understanding.
"Aspirin, it'll kill him. And anything containing salicylic acid, for that matter." Jack replied.
"He'll be okay, Jack," Tosh said softly, reassuring the Captain as he watched on in concern. "He's just unconscious, all he needs to do is get some rest, and have something to eat and drink as soon as he wakes up."
John jumped immediately as Tosh's words, before prodding Jack, reminding Jack far too much of his Time Lord counterpart.
"Well, now we know he's going to live, can we please go and put this one in a very very very safe and secure cell?" He huffed, shifting slightly at the deadweight in his arms, before pausing thoughtfully.
"No, scratch that, it really doesn't matter if it's safe. As long as it's secure, that fine!" John corrected himself, and it was in that moment that Jack realised that as much as the human might look like the Doctor and act like the Doctor, he was certainly nothing like the Doctor in terms of health.
"Gwen, with me. Give us the most secure and available cell."
"Sure thing, Harkness," Gwen said respectfully, before stepping forwards, beginning to walk down towards the cells.
"This way, erm…" She blushed gently, realising that in the heat of the moment, she'd forgotten to ask his name.
"John." Jack offered, and Gwen nodded.
"This way, John."
John followed, Rose, Jackie and Pete staying to comfort the Doctor in case he woke up.
Jack brought up the rear, before turning to John.
"I'm guessing that's Rose's dad, then? Alternate universe, and all that?" He asked, and John shot him a guarded look.
"Yeah. Name's Pete. Now if we could get the maniac away, then maybe I may… Oblige to your questions."
The rest of the short journey was walked in stony silence, before Gwen paused at an empty cell.
"All, metal, just put her in and she should be fine." She said calmly, and much to Jack's disdain, John simply stepped into the cell, dropped Belle onto the floor, before stepping back out.
"There's no need for that." Jack scolded, fixing him with a glare, but he stared back, not flinching once under the Captain's cold gaze.
"And so what if there wasn't?" John shot back, and Jack simply shook his head in disbelief at the human stood before him. No wonder the Doctor called humans stupid apes!
Gwen looked worriedly between the pair, before swiping her card down the panel by the door and closing the sheet of metal firmly.
"All done." She whispered quietly, and John simply let out a 'hmph' sound, before stalking back towards the Med Bay.
"No wonder Torchwood messed up Canary Wharf," He spat, "They've gone soft. Won't be long before this planet's overrun with the likes of her!"
Jack hurried after him, casting a glance over his shoulder at the cell where Belle now resided. He sighed sadly. Even if she could recover from whatever had happened, there was a real chance that she would be left out cold by the people she once called friends.