There will be more about Rose in the next chapter and more about the mysterious man. There's a few hints about him in this chapter.

Any guesses about who he is?

Rose came to as someone tried to pick her up. Her hands were bound and there was something over her eyes, she guessed a blindfold. She struggled, kicking at whoever it was.

"Let me go!" she yelled.

"I'll have none of that," a gruff, male voice ordered.

In the next second a sharp slap stung her cheek and brought tears to her eyes. Momentarily stunned she allowed herself to be pulled from what she assumed was some kind of vehicle. The minute her feet connect with the ground she started thrashing around again. Her only thought was to get away, as far away as she could.

"You will behave."

The man grabbed her arm and drug her along, nearly pulling her arm out of its socket. If he thought he was going to scare her he had another thing coming. She'd faced Daleks and Cybermen, did he really think she was scared of a human? Besides, if James was right she couldn't be killed. She'd only die when the Doctor's TARDIS died. If he's right. She shoved the thought aside. No point wondering about that now.

"Who are you? What the hell do you want with me?" she demanded.

He stopped and she felt him lean away for a moment.

"What I want," She felt one of his fingers slide across her cheek, making her cringe in disgust, "isn't important. I was hired to do a job."

"Someone hired you to kidnap me?"

"Someone hired me to kill your mate and bring you here."

Kill? She remembered the way James slumped over at the sink, dropping the pan. Was he dead?

"Why?" she whispered.

"I don't ask questions."

He killed James and took her and he didn't even know why he was doing it. He probably didn't even care as long as he got paid.

"Who hired you?"

He laughed.

"You really think I'm going to tell you?"

No, but it was worth a shot. So, someone hired him to kill James and bring her…where?

"Where are we?"

"Very out of the way place. Don't worry. No one will find you here."

"Then you don't know much about my family."

"You mean your father, Director Tyler? Oh, I know all about your family. Not even Torchwood can touch the person who hired me. So, if I were you, I wouldn't hold out any hope of being rescued."

A bell chimed and then she heard the sound of a lift opening. She was shoved forward and then strong hands grabbed her. The man who attacked her released his hold.

"It's been a pleasure," he said as she was pulled into the lift before the doors slid closed.

She struggled with her new captors. One on each side. She couldn't see them, but they stood close enough to her, each one holding one of her arms. The one on her left shifted and a moment later she felt a sharp stab in her neck. She let out a cry as she lost consciousness.

Alexis was halfway to her car when her private phone began to ring. Good. The girl must have arrived. She pulled the cell out of her pocket and answered it.

"Yes?" she asked.

"Um…Miss…Miss. Drexler?" a timid male voice asked.

She sighed. He sounded young. Probably new to the compound. What the hell was he doing calling her? She usually dealt with Captain Grant. That's why she put him in charge.

"Where's Captain Grant?"

"He's…um…he's dealing with a situation-"

"What situation?" she snapped.

A situation? It better not have anything to do with the girl. If something happened to her all that money… She'd have their heads. All of them!

"He told me to call you because…um…it's just that-"

She was about to yell at the stupid intern or whatever he was when she heard movement from the other end of the line.

"Alexis?" Grant's smooth voice asked.

"Yes. What the hell is going on?"

"There's been a bit of a situation, but it's taken care of now."

"What situation?" she yelled.

"I sent two of the lab techs up when the girl arrived. While they were bringing her back down she began struggling with them and one of them gave her something to help her calm down."

"Gave her something?" Alexis would've strangled him if they'd been in the same room. "I told you she's pregnant! If anything happens to her child I'll hold you personally responsible and I'm quite sure you know what that means."

"He assured me it was used often on pregnant woman. It should've been harmless."

"Should've been?"

"She's fine, now. I had the doctor run a check on her and the baby. They're both fine."

"What the hell happened?"

"She…she stopped breathing."

"She WHAT?"

"Only for a minute or two. She was fine by the time we rushed her to the med lab."

"Don't give her anything again. DO YOU HEAR ME?"

"But what if…?"

"I don't care if she stabs the doctor…hell, I don't care if she stabs you in the neck. Don't you dare give her anything again! Do I make myself clear?"

"Y-Yes. Perfectly clear."

"Good. I'll see you when I get there."

She hung up and slid her phone back in her pocket while she opened her car door. She told Grant. Warned him if anything happened to that girl being fired would be the least of his worries. The child she was carrying met more to Alexis than anyone else on the planet.

As she started the car she realized that she may have made a mistake getting rid of Dr. Andrews so soon. She should've sent him to the compound. Hindsight. She wondered if Bordune knew more about Time Lords. Maybe she should check with him.

Alec stepped into his flat, closing the door behind him. He flipped on the light and froze. A man dressed in a black suit and white dress shirt sat in a chair facing him. He looked to be in his late twenties to early thirties. Roughly, the same age as Alec, but who the hell was he?

Instinctively, Alec reached for the gun in his waistband. He saw the man point something at him that looked like a remote to unlock car doors. He pulled the gun from behind his back, but in the next moment pain flared through his body. It felt like his skin was burning. He screamed, unable to keep his grip on the gun. It clattered to the floor as his back arched. Then the pain was gone. What the hell?

"I have a few questions for you," the man said.

Alec looked at the gun. Could he get to it and fire off a shot before the man used that thing on him again? Pain flared through his body. He screamed. When he was released he glared at the man.

"Who the hell are you?" Alec snapped.

"Ingenious device, don't you think," the man said, standing up. "Targets the pain center of the brain."

"Who are you?"

"I've had many names over the years. Most of which your tiny human mind couldn't even fathom, but if you must call me something I suppose you could call me The Benefactor, but that's not what you should be asking."

The Benefactor? Was he the benefactor Alexis talked about? Did she send him to take care of Alec? She did have a tendency to tie up loose ends. Did she consider Alec a loose end? He had to keep the guy talking and work out a way to get the hell out of there.

"What should I be asking then?"

"You should be asking…Am I going to make it out of this room alive? Because I can only see this going one of two ways."

The Benefactor stepped closer. Alec moved to step back, but the man pointed the device at him warningly.

"What ways?"

"Either you tell me what I want to know and then I kill you or I take the information from you and then I kill you."

"Why would I tell you if you're just going to kill me anyway?"

"It's all in the way you die. Quickly or…" he pressed the button on the device and pain flared through Alec's body. "…slow and painful. It's your choice. Although I do enjoy watching you suffer." He laughed.

"What…" Alec panted after the man released him from the torture, "What do you want to know?"

"The girl. Tell me where she is."

Wait. He didn't know where the girl was. So, he wasn't working with Alexis or, at least, he wasn't working with Alexis on this. He was looking for the girl for himself. Well, Alec wasn't going to help him.

"No," Alec snapped, diving for his gun.

Pain flared through his body. He tried to fight it as he dropped to his knees, but The Benefactor kicked the gun out of the way. Then bent down next to him, still pressing the button.

"Slow and painful then. Brilliant!"

When Alec was released from the pain he looked into the man's merciless green eyes and saw nothing but darkness. A chill ran down his spine as he realized that he wasn't looking into the eyes of a man. He was looking into the eyes of death. His death.

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