Yea over a 100 reviews! I'm so happy right now! It's my second largest reviewed story ever! Still would love more though…hint hint, wink wink.

You all have only a few days more to vote in the second poll for this story, although I kind of already made up my mind. Everyone on that poll except Ten will get a chance to get closer to Harry it just depends on how close. That's why the poll is up I would like to know who you all like the most.

Hint hint*Master*hint hint

I know this story might seem like it's going too slow, eh or too fast depending on how you like it. I promise as soon as Harry opens the watch things will get better. But that's not going to happen for another few chapters. Soon though I promise you.

Harry buckled himself in as Jack drove down the street away from the station. After making sure that he was securely locked in Harry looked around himself, it was the first time he'd been in such a new car.

Harry paused as he finally got a good look of the car's inside interior, he didn't think that normal cars had this many gadgets in them. There was sci-fi like controls all around him, a quick look in the back showed the same.

Ok…either Jack is a totally rich geek or he's not a normal civilian. Either way it presents a bit of a problem. The first one is just freaky and the second could get me in trouble. Damn it! Why do I always pick up the strange people!

Jack saw him looking around the car and chuckled bringing Harry's attention away from the car to him instead.

"Jack?"

"Sorry kid it's just that first impressions are always funny, this is my…company's car you could say. If you're bothered by it…"

Harry shook his head.

"No it's not bothering me I was just surprised is all."

"Not curious?"

Harry snorted. "Jack I think anyone with any sense would be curious, but I wasn't sure if I should ask. You know just in case you're some top government spy or something."

Jack laughed.

"That's what it looks like huh?"

"Yup."

"…Cool."

Harry just rolled his eyes at Jack's juvenile reply.

Looking over the futuristic car one more time Harry closed his eyes, it would be better not to look at any the gadgets too closely, for more than one reason.

Mostly though it was because the moment Harry's bright green eyes noticed all the technology around him an almost overwhelming urge to touch and pry welled up inside of him causing his fingers to twitch.

He didn't want to get in trouble though so he resisted the urge as best as he could.

The only way he could think of to stop himself from pushing some of the brightly lit buttons was to close his eyes to them.

So he did just that, he closed his eyes and allowed Jack's soft voice to wash over him, telling him to relax.

Almost an hour pasted by as Harry dozed off and Jack drove.

As Harry awoke from his light slumber Jack took that as a cue that it was alright to talk once more.

"So tell me this kid…where is it that you live again?"

Harry just sent Jack an unimpressed look. He had told Jack where he lived, or at least the general area and he knew that Jack wouldn't have forgotten that fact either. The man was too sharp for that.

Jack smiled back at him, a look of total innocence on his face.

It lasted about 30 seconds before Jack lost it and began to laugh at Harry's still apathetic expression.

This man has a lot of pent up energy it's either that or he's on some sort of happy pill. Seriously no one can be this energetic. Maybe he's been inhaling strange gases?

Harry looked at Jack who had finally stopped laughing and was now concentrating on the road in front of him.

He took the time to truly look at the man who had helped him and saw something that he hadn't noticed before when he had first meet Jack. There was something else there…something other than carefree happiness that Jack had only displayed as of yet.

There was darkness in Jack's blue eyes. Harry had seen that kind of darkness before…in Sirius's eyes. As far as Harry had seen it seemed that Jack did the same thing that Sirius did, he laughed and acted carefree in order to distract people from seeing anything other than the joking persona he presented.

It seemed to work too or at least it worked on the general population around them, no normal person would take the time or effort to notice but it wouldn't work on Harry.

He'd seen way too much in the last 16 years too not see the darkness inside those eyes, because while Jack's and Sirius's darkness was much deeper than his own Harry also hide that kind of darkness in himself, the darkness of those who had lost themselves and knew the true meaning of pain.

Sirius had seen it when they had first meet but he hadn't really had the time to talk to Harry before he had to make his escape, and the next time Harry got the chance to talk to Sirius properly was in the summer before his fifth year when he went to Grimmauld Place. Sirius had taken Harry into one of the empty rooms for privacy in order to talk to him. He'd cried when he finally and properly looked into Harry's eyes and seen how tired Harry was of everything. He'd seen himself in his small godson and cried and cursed at Voldemort and Dumbledore, cursed all those who had tried to crush Harry's spirit and heart as well as his body.

Sirius had become a bit more protective of Harry after that, but he never treated Harry like a child. He knew how much Harry would hate that and sought to help him instead of hinder him like everyone else in the order of the roasted pigeon seemed prone to do time and time again.

Harry shook his head as the memories left him, Jack and Sirius were very similar to each other, but there was one glaring difference. He trusted Sirius with his life…he couldn't say the same for Jack.

Because while Jack was helping him Harry couldn't help but feel the man had to have an alternative motive for the whole thing. He had too…no one would have done the things this man had done unless they wanted something in return.

Harry wasn't a pessimistic by nature but you try living his life and not automatically suspect people.

Harry lifted his hand off of his lap as if to touch Jack's arm but let it drop back down after hovering for a second or two in the air. Now wasn't the time to confront the man. He didn't know anything about Jack but what he did know was that Jack wouldn't appreciate some kid talking to him like he knew anything and since Harry couldn't tell Jack about himself it would just make him sound like some know-it-all kid with too much ego.

That wasn't the kind of impression Harry wanted to leave the man with.

Jack didn't seem to notice Harry's aborted gesture or the sudden tense air around Harry. He just continued to drive and hum slightly to himself, lost in his own thoughts.

Harry shook his head, this wasn't the time to worry about someone else's demons, he had himself to worry about and it would take all of his efforts to make sure everything went smoothly. No one from the order would know of today's little incident, or even that he was separated from the Dursley's. He just had to get back to the house before any of his supposed guards notice that he wasn't in the house.

Especially Sirius, he'd pick Harry up and wouldn't let him go until the next school year, and while Harry really didn't mind spending time with Sirius he wasn't too sure about seeing the rest of the order.

Harry eye's moved to look at Jack again. It was like he couldn't help it the man gave off such a familiar aura that it set Harry's teeth on edge. He was bored and the silence was beginning to get to him, they hadn't even turned on the radio for some reason or other and Harry didn't want to mess with all the gizmos in the car in case he launches a missile or something. Not to mention that if he gave himself a chance to touch any of the buttons around him he knew that he wouldn't be able to stop until the urge was satisfied.

Maybe a little conversation wouldn't hurt…after all he hadn't even thanked the man properly. He might as well start with that and see where the conversation continued at.

"I want to thank you for this Jack you really didn't have to do this..."

Harry's voice faded as Jack turned his eyes away from the road to look at him. For a second the joking persona that Harry knew was gone and in its place was a much more serious man.

Just for a moment…

"Aw don't worry about it little man I don't mind, anything to get away from the banshee. Heh."

…and then it was gone.

Harry shook his head and looked out the window. If Jack thought that acting like a clown helped him then it did, simple as that.

"Still thank you."

Jack smiled at the back of Harry's head. It was kind of a sad smile but nevertheless it was real.

"You know you really shouldn't call your friend a banshee, you never know when it will come back and bite you in the arse later."

Loud groaning and faint giggling filled the SUV as it speeded along the highway towards Little Whining, Surrey.

"Ok we're almost there kid, are you sure that you want to go back there? I might not look like it but I know quite a few people that can help you find someplace a lot nicer to live, with better people too."

Harry shook his head for what felt like the hundredth time, Jack had been trying for the past ten minutes to change Harry's mind about going back to his relative's home.

But Harry kept declining. Jack didn't know the truth of Harry's life so Harry couldn't properly explain why he had to go back, only that he did.

Jack finally gave up as soon as they arrived in Little Whining. Harry debated with himself for a few moment on whether or not he should tell Jack his relatives address, he could ask Jack to drop him at the local park that was nearby. But looking at the determination in Jack's eyes told Harry that Jack wouldn't settle with that so when Jack asked Harry told him where to go… to number 4 Privet Dr.

Jack parked the SUV on the opposite side of the street from house number 4. It looked like the Dursley's had arrived already if the parked car and turn on lights were anything to go on. The curtains were closed though so Harry couldn't see anyone inside.

Unbuckling his seat belt and getting out of the large car Harry closed the door and walked to the other side of the road; he was aware that Jack was following him but didn't say anything. He knew that it would be useless to ask Jack to leave without the man making sure he was safe.

That was just the kind of man that Jack Harkness seemed to be.

Harry walked right up to the door with his back straighten up and his head held high. He knew he was going to be in trouble with Vernon and he also knew that it would be unavoidable so he decided to go towards it with dignity.

As he stood in front of the white door Harry took a deep breath, the quite warmth that radiated from Jack who stood just behind him helped to calm any nerves he might have had.

Eyes set with determination Harry knocked on the door of house number 4 and waited calmly for his fate to be decided.

Because Harry was concentrating so much on what was to happen to him he didn't take the time to realize that his right hand was tightly clutching the mysterious pocket watch in his pants pocket and that the watch had begun pulsing in a golden light in reply.

So what do you think?

I'm glad that so many people seem to like this story, it really makes me happy.

I'm surprised though…no one has asked about the TARDIS yet, or what has happened to make the Doctor use the chameleon arch.

Well maybe you guys have wondered but decided to let me explain as the story goes along. Or you knew the truth…even if you had asked I wouldn't have told you.

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