Jack sat in his captain's chair, properly scared about Kayla. He had thought about going to her, even started to move his ship closer to the ground, but then the blond gave a snort, or sneezed in her sleep, and Jack remembered the con. Kayla wouldn't want him to ruin it. The money they got from it helped a lot. He heard a sound behind him, and he turned to see the blond getting out of his bed.
"Better now?" He asked.
"You got lights in here?" The blond wondered, and Jack pressed them on. He had them off for the blond, and the explosions were like fireworks, the old ones that were bright and illuminated a room, not the new electronic ones that dimmed when they were out of battery.
"Hello." He greeted the blond.
"Hello." She copied. Jack smiled at the memory of how he had dropped into his arms, literally.
"Hello." He repeated.
"Let's not start that again." The blond girl said, also smiling. Jack laughed, which felt good because he was still worried about Kayla.
"Okay." He agreed. The blond pulled her Union Jack shirt down self-consciously and took a few steps towards him.
"So, um...who're you supposed to be, then?" The blond wondered.
"Captain Jack Harkness. 133 Squadron Royal Airforce-American Volunteer." He whipped out his physic paper, which looked like an ID, and handed it to the blond, who stared at it.
"Liar." Jack froze, it had been a long time since someone had called him out, and they had been ex-Time Agents. This one, was probably a Time Agent. "This is psychic paper. It tells me whatever you want it to tell me." She told him proudly. Jack leaned back in his chair.
"How do you know?" He wondered, caught.
"Two things. One-I have a friend who uses this all the time." She stated.
"Ah." So defiantly a Time Agent.
"And two-you just handed me a piece of paper telling me you're single and you work out." Unlike most men, Jack didn't blush at that sentence as he leaned forwards to take back his physic paper.
"Tricky things, psychic paper." He said.
"Yeah-can't let your mind wander when you're handing it over." She reprimanded. Jack took the paper and read it.
"Oh, you 'sort of' have a boyfriend called Mickey Smith but you consider yourself to be footloose and fancy free." He commented, reading off the paper.
"Wha-" the blond gave a light, embarrassed, laugh.
"Actually, the word you use is 'available'." He corrected.
"No way..." Her voice trailed off as she grinned.
"And another one - 'very'." He teased, enjoying himself way too much.
"Shall we uh...try and get along WITHOUT the psychic paper?" The blond asked, standing up. Jack stood up too.
"That would be better, wouldn't it? Kayla hates the stuff, she can't stand it. Says that it's, 'a cheating tool.'"
"Who's the Kayla?" the blond asked, defensive.
"Oh, she's…Kayla." He told her, not sure how to explain it, mainly because they both only knew little bits of the story, but also because she was so complex.
"Nice spaceship." The blond commented, realizing that she wouldn't get anywhere with the Kayla Topic.
"Gets me around." Jack said, watching as the blond ran her hand along the roof of the ceiling.
"Very...Spock." The blond complimented. She watched him for something.
"Who?" He finally asked. Kayla would know, she was good with that sort of thing.
"Guessing you're not a local boy, then." The blond told him.
"A cell phone, a liquid crystal watch, and fabrics that won't be around for at least another two decades...guessing you're not a local girl." He traded back, reading off of his VM. He looked up to see the blond sitting in his seat, which Kayla had automatically named, the Captain's Seat.
"Guessing right." She flirted. Reaching out to touch something, she withdrew her hand with a gasp of pain. Looking down at her hands, she saw her burn marks from the rope for the first time.
"Burn your hands on the rope?" Jack asked, somewhat concerned.
"Yeah." She glanced out of the window. "We're parked in midair! Can't anyone down there see us?" Jack almost rolled his eyes. She's burned her hands on a rope, and now she wants to know if anyone could see them.
"No. Can I have a look at your hands for a moment?" He asked.
"Why?" the blond asked, worried.
"Please?" He pleaded, sitting down next to her. She held her hands out to him and he scanned it with his VM.
"You can stop acting now. I know exactly who you are. I can spot a Time Agent a mile away." He told her.
"Time Agent?" She inquired.
"I've been expecting one of you guys to show up again. Though, not, I must say, by barrage balloon. Do you often travel that way?" He teased.
"Sometimes I get swept off my feet. By balloons." She smiled at him brightly. Jack didn't miss that as he took his scarf off and tied it around her wrists.
"What're you doing?" She inquired.
"Try and hold still." He said, not answering her question. Jack leaned over her to switch a button that happened to be over her head. They both caught each other's eyes, very aware of how close they were…and the nanogenes alarm went off and they came out and did their magic, healing the blond's hands.
"Nanogenes. Sub-atomic robots. The air in here's full of them." He explained. The blond watched them, stunned. "They just repaired three layers of your skin." He told her, taking the scarf off her wrists.
"Well, tell them thanks!" She said cheerfully, laughing. Jack got up, smiling.
"We'll get down to business." He told her.
"Business?" The blond wondered, sounding disappointed. Jack took out one of his many bottles of champagne.
"Shall we have a drink on the balcony?" He inquired. Holding her gaze, he pressed a button and his staircase slid out. He started to go up but paused. "Bring up the glasses." He told her, and then preceded to the top of his invisible spaceship and uncorked the champagne bottle. The blond girl followed him and looked unsteady as she took in Big Ben, which they were right next to.
"I'm standing on something..." She laughed nervously, the glasses in her hand. Jack chuckled, he had seen the same reaction before and it never got old. He took one of his many devices out of his pocket and flicked a switch, making his spaceship visible. Some Germans might change their medication…
"Okay...you have an invisible spaceship..."the blond's voice trailed off, shocked.
"Yeah..." Jack agreed, he loved his spaceship, and Kayla had cleaned it up some.
"Tethered up to Big Ben for some reason..." Her sentence stopped, trying to get him to answer. Jack was happy to oblige.
"First rule of active camouflage. Park somewhere you'll remember." He explained to her. Jack popped the cork, which came off with a loud, pop. The blond girl whooped and Jack laughed, he could definetly get along with her. Jack started to fill both of their glasses, his mind not on the girl next to him, but on a burnet who was out there somewhere, maybe even dead.
Kayla and the Doctor ran after Nancy, who was scuttling over the train tracks at a remarkable speed. She hurried into an outer house and started to take food out her bag when she paused and suddenly turned around, sensing Kayla and the Doctor's eyes on her.
"How'd you follow me here?" She wondered.
"I'm good at following, me. Got the nose for it." He told her proudly.
"Yes you do." Kayla whispered softly.
"People can't usually follow me if I don't want them to." Nancy remarked, her voice tinged with suspicion, something that Kayla was used to,
"My nose has special powers." Kayla had to hold back a laugh.
"Yeah? That's why it's uh..." Nancy couldn't find a nice way to say what she meant to.
"What?" The Doctor inquired, actually not knowing.
"Nothing." Nancy dismissed.
"What?" The Doctor asked again.
"Nothing! Do your ears have special powers too?" Nancy teased, her eyes on the large ears.
'Probably.' Kayla mouthed to Nancy, who giggled.
"What're you trying to say?" the Doctor inquired calmly.
"Goodnight, Mister, Madam." Nancy dismissed the Doctor and Kayla, who didn't leave, even though her back was to them.
"Nancy. There's something chasing you and the other kids. Looks like a boy and it isn't a boy, and it started about a month ago, right?" Kayla tensed again, he was talking about the con. Nancy turned back to him. "The thing I'm looking for. The thing that fell from the sky, that's when it landed. And you know what I'm talking about, don't you?" Nancy sighed softly.
"There was a bomb. A bomb that wasn't a bomb. Fell the other end of Limehouse Green Station." She gave in.
"Take us there." The Doctor requested.
"There's soldiers guarding it, barbed wire...you'll never get through." Nancy shook her head, meaning every word.
"Try me!" Kayla bit her tongue. Once again, a con had landed her in hot water, but this time it was hurting others too.
"You sure you wanna know what's going on in there?" Nancy wondered.
"We really do, we can help." Kayla told the girl.
"Then there's someone you need to talk to first." She said.
"Who?" Kayla pounced on the information.
"The Doctor." Kayla blinked, watching as Nancy turned away from them before looking over at the Doctor, who's brow was furrowed. He gave a quiet, ironic laugh, dreadfully confused.
The blond and Jack were still sitting on Jack's spaceship, drinking champagne. The blond stood up.
"You know, it's getting a bit late. I should really be getting back." She said mournfully.
"We're discussing business." Jack insisted.
"This isn't business. This is champagne." The blond said with a smile.
"I try never to discuss business with a clear head." Jack explained. He got up and started to walk towards her. "Are you travelling alone? Are you authorized to negotiate with me?" He questioned.
"What would we be negotiating?"
"We, Kayla and I, have something for the Time Agency. Something they'd like to buy. Are you in power to make payment?" He grilled.
"Well, I-I should talk to my...companion." She stuttered out.
"Companion?" Great, two people.
"Yeah, I should really be getting back to him." And it's a him, that makes it allthe better.
"Him?" The blond laughed.
"Do you have the time?" She wondered. Jack cleared his throat, took out his device, and flicked a switch. Big Ben chimed loudly next to them. "Okay, that was flash." She laughed. "Th-that was on the flash side." She commented. Jack moved closer, placing both his hands on her waist.
"So...when you say 'companion', just how disappointed should I be?" He flirted, not having to lay it thick on her.
"Okay...we're standing in midair..." She started.
"Mm-hm." Jack stated.
"On a spaceship...during a German air raid...do you really think now's a good time to be coming on to me...?" Her voice faltered slightly as Jack raised her hands to him and placed his lips on her them. Upon her words, Jack took his lips away and patted her hand.
"Perhaps not." He agreed, and started to walk away.
"Well, it was just a suggestion." She called quickly to him. Jack turned around.
"Do you like Glenn Miller?" He wondered. Before she could answer, he took out his device and pointed it over his shoulder and what was supposed to be, Moonlight Serenade, was supposed to play, but instead, Blackheart, by Two Steps From Hell started. Well, they both were good to slow dance too.
"I don't think this is Glenn Miller." The blond pointed out, watching as Jack walked towards her and then she smiled quite a bit when they started to slow dance.
"It isn't. It's Two Steps From Hell, Kayla was messing with my CDS earlier. Must have changed them." He sighed and they continued to sway to the music. "It's 1941. The height of the London Blitz. The height of the German Bombing Campaign. And something else has fallen on London-a fully equipped Chula Warship. The last one in existence..." His voice trailed off as the blond's eyes fluttered closed, and she leaned her head onto his shoulder. "... armed to the teeth." He pulled her off, holding her away at arm's length, studying her. "And I know where it is. Because I parked it." He finished. The blond laughed.
"If the Agency can name the right price, and you know what it is, I can get it for you. But in two hours, a German bomb is gonna fall on it and destroy it forever." His voice and mood turned serious. "That's the deadline. That's the deal. And now, shall we discuss payment?" He inquired.
"Do you know what I think?" the blond asked.
"What?" Jack wondered.
"I think you were talking just there..." She said dreamily. He might have charmed her too much. Damn 51st Century hormones.
"Two hours, the bomb falls. There'll be nothing left but dust and a crater." He tried again.
"Promises, promises..." The girl's voice still held that dreamy quality. Maybe he should talk to her companion…
"Are you listening to any of this?" He asked, exasperated, and his worry about Kayla was coming back, something that didn't help his mood. The girl seemed to shake herself out of the stupor he had put her in.
"You used to be a Time Agent, now you're some kind of freelancer." She told him.
"Well, that's a little harsh." Jack commented, pulling her closer.
"Besides, you got some of it wrong. Kayla and I used to be Time Agents. Now, we like to think of ourselves as criminals."
"I bet you do!" The blond laughed, ignoring Kayla. She wasn't here, was she, so why should she care about her. Besides, if they were an item, then Jack wouldn't be flirting with her, would he?
"So, this companion of yours-does he handle the business?" Jack inquired.
"Well, I delegate a lot of that, yeah." The blond agreed.
"Well, maybe we should go find him." He suggested innocently, hoping the man would be able to ignore his charm. Or, if he found Kayla first, then she could talk to him.
"And how're you gonna do that?" The blond wondered.
"Easy. I'll do a scan for alien tech, and I might be able to find Kayla. She went down there earlier, to some club. Not my favorite one." Jack commented as he started to scan using his VM.
"Finally, a PROFESSIONAL." The blond whispered to herself excitedly, but Jack heard her, and he couldn't help but grin. That's exactly what Kayla and he are, professional con artists.
The Doctor and Kayla stood side-by-side, both using binoculars and listening to Nancy. The only difference was that Kayla's binoculars were from the 51st Century, and much better than the Doctor's. They were a good deal away from the bomb site, which gave Kayla little comfort. She had to get the Doctor to go with the con, and so far, she was failing.
"The bomb's under that tarpaulin. They put the fence up overnight. See that building? The hospital." Nancy explained, telling them exactly what they were seeing in the bomb site. Kayla moved her gaze to the hospital, which wasn't much.
"What about it?" The Doctor asked, his gaze also on the hospital.
"That's where the doctor is." Kayla zoomed in on the hospital, but found the shades drawn. "You should talk to him." Nancy added.
"Right now, I'd like to get in there." Kayla told the younger girl, pointing towards the bomb site.
"Talk to the doctor first." Nancy ordered.
"And why should we do that?" Kayla turned to look at her.
"'Cos then maybe you won't wanna get inside." Nancy started to leave, going up the steps they were right next to.
"Where're you going?" The Doctor asked without turning around.
"There was a lot of food in that house. I've got mouths to feed. Should be safe enough now." Nancy said this in a tone that was as casual as a shrug.
"Can I ask you a question? Who did you lose?" The Doctor wondered.
"What?" Nancy started, shocked. The Doctor lowered his binoculars and turned around to face her.
"The way you look after all those kids. It's 'cos you lost somebody, isn't it? You're doing all this to make up for it." He explained.
"My little brother. Jamie. One night I went out looking for food. Same night that thing fell. I told him not to follow me-told him it was dangerous, but he just...he just didn't like being on his own." Kayla felt horrible guilt, guilt like no other. It had been a long time since she had greeted the fickle friend, and now all she wanted was to send it away. It was her fault for Jamie getting hurt, everything was her fault. She probably caused her mother's death, though she didn't even know her.
"I'm sorry." Kayla muttered, too quiet for anyone but the Doctor to hear, but he wasn't supposed to hear her, his Time Lord senses let him.
"What happened?" The Doctor asked.
"In the middle of an air raid? What do you THINK happened?" The Doctor nodded, and then broke into a smile.
"Amazing." He stated.
"What is?" Nancy and Kayla asked at the same time, not following the man at all.
"1941." He answered.
"What?" Kayla questioned, very confused. In the sky, planes were dropping bombs in the distance. A barrage balloon hovered over the three, and there were small explosions in the air. It looked like hell from a distance.
"Right now, not very far from here, a German war machine is rolling up the map of Europe. Country after country, falling like dominoes. Nothing can stop it. Nothing. Until one, tiny, damp little island says 'no'. 'No'. Not here. A mouse in front of a lion." His gaze had been on Kayla, who was watching the destruction with a stony face, but when her eyes turned towards him, he looked over at Nancy quickly. "You're amazing, the lot of you. Dunno what you do to Hitler, but you frighten the hell out of me. Off you go then...do what you've gotta do. Save the world." He smiled some, his thoughts on humans, mainly his yellow and pink Rose, and the girl, a hardened person, Kayla, who was standing right next to him. The Doctor and Kayla started to go down the steps that were in front of them, intent on talking to the doctor inside the hospital.
Kayla and the Doctor met their first problem, with a padlocked gate.
"Damn it, it's locked." Kayla cursed, earning a stony glare from the Doctor.
"Allow me." He said. With a flourish, he took out his weird pen like thing with a glowing blue light, and put it on the gate, causing the padlock to unlock, and get destroyed.
"You could have let me do it." Kayla told him, watching thoroughly unimpressed as he took the chain away from the gates, rendering them unlocked.
"I'll keep that in mind." He said cheerfully. Holding open the gate, Kayla slipped inside the Albion Hospital with the Doctor following her.
The Doctor and Kayla went into a dark ward where they could just make out rows of lifeless people, all wearing gasmasks.
"Just like the little boy." Kayla hissed to the Doctor, which only made his brow furrow more. Confused, he went back into the hall and down the corridor to a slightly lighter ward where, once again, people who were lifeless laid on hospital beds, gasmasks firmly in place. A noise came from behind them, causing Kayla and the Doctor to whirl around to see an old man.
"You'll find them everywhere. Every bed in every ward. Hundreds of them." The old man said, leaning wearily on his cane and walking to a chair.
"Why are they all wearing gasmasks? Wouldn't it help them to breathe if they didn't wear them?" Kayla wondered, indicating all the faces which were covered in gasmasks.
"They're not. Who are you?" Kayla blinked.
"I'm, uh…are you the doctor?" The Doctor questioned.
"I'm Kayla." She put in before the old man could answer.
"Doctor Constantine. And it's lovely to meet you, though who are you?" He questioned, looking straight at the Doctor.
"Nancy sent me." The Doctor stated, not answering the question.
"Nancy? That means you must've been asking about the bomb." Kayla tensed, yet again her con was being mentioned.
"Yes." The Doctor agreed.
"What do you know about it?" Doctor Constantine sat down, staring intently at the Doctor and Kayla.
"Nothing, just that a boy named Jamie might have been injured because of it. Nancy said to go to you, that you would know. So, what do you know?" Kayla said rapidly before the Doctor could answer.
"Only what it's done." Constantine sighed.
"These people-were they all caught up in the blast?" the Doctor wondered.
"None of them were." Constantine laughed lightly, but it turned into a deep and hacking cough. The Doctor took a few steps towards him.
"You're very sick." The Doctor commented.
"Dying, I should think-I just haven't been able to find the time. Are you a doctor?" His sentence, which was gloomy for most of it, turned a little hopeful at the end.
"I have my moments." The Doctor said proudly, not one for false modesty.
"Have you examined any of them, yet?" Constantine wondered.
"No." The Doctor admitted.
"Don't touch the flesh." Constantine warned, indicating for the Doctor to examine them.
"Which one?" Kayla asked.
"Anyone." Constantine warned. Kayla and the Doctor both raised their eyebrows and went to different sides of the room. The Doctor took out his weird little un-locker/scanner, while Kayla used her VM. The only sound was the occasional beep from Kayla's side, and the constant high-pitch drone from the Doctor's side.
"Conclusions?" Constantine wondered.
"Massive head trauma, mostly to the left side..." The Doctor started, running his scanner over the head, but Kayla was ahead of him.
"Partial collapse of the chest cavity, mostly to the right. There's some scarring on the back of the hand and the gas mask seems to be fused to the flesh but I can't see any burns." She rushed to finish. The Doctor turned to see her quickly cover something up with her sleeve.
"How did you know that?" He wondered.
"I have my moments." She echoed him, smirking quite a bit.
"Examine another one." Constantine ordered. Kayla turned back, giving the Doctor a couple seconds before examining the person.
"It's the same." Kayla gasped out. She whipped around at the same time of the Doctor.
"This isn't possible." He blurted out.
"Examine another." Constantine insisted, and Kayla did just that, so did the Doctor.
"How are they the same?" Kayla questioned Doctor Constantine.
"This isn't possible." The Doctor repeated himself, shocked.
"No." Doctor Constantine agreed.
"They've all got the same injuries!" The Doctor gasped out.
"Yes." Constantine answered.
"All of them the same, right down to that damn scar." Kayla added, not missing Doctor Constantine's gaze switch to his hand where an identical scar to all the others sat.
"How did this happen? How did it start?" The Doctor questioned, not noticing the scar on Constantine's hand, to wrapped up in the current mystery.
"When that bomb dropped, there was just one victim." Constantine answered.
"Dead?" Kayla questioned, knowing that it had something to do with Jamie. He went out the same night as the con, he got hurt by it, something changed him. Something that happened to go with the child outside that house earlier. If he had been chasing the children since the con…then this was all her fault. Jack's and Kayla's fault yet again.
"At first. His injuries were truly dreadful. By the following morning, every doctor and nurse who had treated him-who had touched him-had those exact same injuries. By the morning after that, every patient in the same ward had the exact same injuries. Within a week, the entire hospital. Physical injuries-as plague. Can you explain that? What would you say was the cause of death?" Doctor Constantine challenged, sounding like a teacher.
"The head trauma." The Doctor guessed, looking over to Kayla who was staring off into space. He could have sworn he saw a tear, but it was gone in a second.
"No." Constantine denied.
"Asphyxiation." He tried.
"No." Constantine repeated.
"The collapse of the chest cavity-" He started, but Kayla cut him off.
"They're not dead, they're still alive, just sleeping." Kayla stated calmly, and in answer, Doctor Constantine rapped his cane on a metal bin. All the patients sat straight up, and Kayla jumped and automatically moved towards the Doctor, who made no comment about this move, a little worried about the patients just sitting there, making no move.
"It's all right. They're harmless. They just...sort of, sit there. No heartbeat, no life signs of any kind. They just...don't die." Constantine reassured the two, who didn't look reassured at all.
"And they've just been left here? Nobody's DOING anything?" Kayla stared at the people, who slowly laid back down.
"That's…that's just wrong." She stuttered, out, feeling more guilt crush down on her.
"I try and make them comfortable, what else is there?" Constantine asked, eyeing Kayla.
"Just you? You're the only one here?" Kayla wondered, her voice void of any emotion.
"Before this war began, I was a father and a grandfather. Now I am neither. But I am still a doctor." Doctor Constantine said mournfully, mourning his family.
"Yeah. Know the feeling." The Doctor agreed.
"I suspect the plan is to blow up the hospital and blame it on a German bomb." Kayla looked around the hospital.
"Might be too late." She mumbled.
"No. They are isolated cases, but...isolated cases breaking out all over London..." Doctor Constantine told her, and Kayla blushed when she realized that he heard her. Her embarrassment turned to worry as Constantine coughed heavily, his speech impaired because of it. The Doctor and Kayla started towards him.
"Stay back, stay back." He warned, and then coughed again. "Listen to me...top floor. Room 802, that's where they took the first victim-the one from the crash site. And you must find Nancy again." He ordered them.
"Nancy?" Kayla questioned.
"It was her brother. She knows more than she's saying. She won't tell me, but she mi—mi-" Doctor Constantine gagged, clutching his throat.
"M... mu... mee..." Kayla started to back away, watching the frail Doctor with concern. Speech wasn't easy.
"Are... you... my... mum-my?" Kayla grabbed the Doctor's leather-clad arm with a vice grip and tugged him back, causing him to stumble some but move a few inches back. Her hand still on his arm, they both watched a gasmask protrude out of Doctor Constantine's mouth, His eyes become a gasmask' eyes, all of it fusing into his face, and then he went limp. Eyes wide, the two stared at the old man, barley registering the voice in the distance, calling their names.
"Hello?" Jack's voice called.
"Hello?" A woman's echoed.
"Hello?" Jack called again. The Doctor moved his arm out of Kayla's hand, only to take said hand and pull her out of the ward, she too frozen to do anything but follow.
They went into a corridor, and stopped when they saw two people, a blond and Captain Jack Harkness.
"Kayla!" He roared out, and Kayla looked up and saw him. Her face broke into a smile and she ran over to meet him in a hug, noticing that when they had seen the blond, the Doctor had removed his hand from hers. She felt a prickling sensation, and she looked up to see a blond which she could only assume to be Rose, studying her with a small hint of jealousy in her eyes. Kayla blushed, she wasn't much, only 20 with wavy brown hair and blue green eyes. Rose, however, was 19 with blond hair and brown eyes, and Jack had a weakness for blonds. Jack pulled away from the hug and stared at her for a few seconds, reading her, before facing the man that was holding hands with her when they arrived.
"Good evening. Hope I'm not interrupting-Jack Harkness." He shook the Doctor's hand. "I've been hearing all about you on the way over." He gave a winning smile to the Doctor before going back to Kayla, placing his hand in hers.
"He knows. I had to tell him about us being Time Agents." Rose called to the Doctor, and Kayla's eyes widened.
"Well you could have told me, kept me guessing all night. Don't worry, I'm one too, well ex-Time Agent." She pulled her sleeve up to reveal her vortex manipulator, VM for short. The Doctor wisely nodded.
"And it's a real pleasure to meet you, Mr. Spock." Jack said to the Doctor, moving forwards to pat the Doctor on the shoulder, before walking off, intent on talking to Kayla.
"So, German bomb drop, and I find you've been with Mr. Spock/big ears over there." Kayla stared at Jack with fiery determination.
"Yes, and you went with Ms. Rose/pretty blond, I think we're even, Captain." Jack laughed and hugged her tightly.
"Don't do that to me again, I was worried about." He told Kayla.
"I know, but what do we do. It's our fault, I'm sure of it." Jack squeezed her tighter.
"It's okay baby, we'll think of something." He reassured her, and they both separated only to start listening to the Doctor and Rose.
"Listen, what's a Chula warship?" Kayla smirked at Jack when she heard the question being asked by the blond.
"You remembered, good job." She praised in a hushed tone, causing Jack to smile at her.
"Chula?" the Doctor/Mr. Spock asked.
Jack wanted to see the bodies for himself, whatever could rattle Kayla like that had to be bad, so they all went back into the ward where he started to examine the bodies.
"This just isn't possible. How could this happen?" Kayla grabbed a chair and sat down, watching Jack at work, knowing what he was reading.
"What kind of Chula ship landed here?" Kayla felt a sinking pit of despair open in her stomach, they were being called out…damn it.
"What?" Jack asked, his eyes meeting Kayla just for a second, and she knew he was just using the time to scramble his thoughts together.
"He said it was a warship. He stole it. Parked it somewhere out there, somewhere a bomb's gonna fall on it-unless WE make him an offer." Rose explained to the Doctor.
"We stole it." Kayla corrected softly, and Rose shot her an annoyed look.
"What kind of warship?" Kayla got up and faced the Doctor.
"It's a warship! You're smart, figure it out." She hissed.
"Besides, it has nothing to do with this." Jack added, agitated.
"This started at the bomb site. It's got EVERYTHING to do with it. What kind of warship?" The Doctor roared, properly angry now.
"It was an ambulance!" Kayla cried out in defeat. She pulled up an image of the space junk and showed it to the Doctor. "Look." She ordered.
"That's what you chased through the Time Vortex. It's space junk. Jack and I, we wanted to kid you it was valuable. It's empty. I made sure of it. Nothing but a shell. I threw it at you. Saw your time travel vehicle-nice retro flair to it-threw you the bait-"
"Bait?" Rose interrupted.
"We wanted to sell it to you and then destroy it before you found out it was junk." Jack explained, taking Kayla out of the limelight.
"You said it was a WAR ship." Rose accused, sounding far more hurt than she should.
"They have ambulances in wars, therefore it's a war ship. Jack and I never said what war ship it was, and that subject does have a lot of variables." Kayla told Rose. Jack walked over to a chair.
"It was a con. We were conning you-that's what Kayla and I are, we're con artists. We thought you were Time Agents but you're not, are you?" Jack growled, annoyed.
"We've been doing it for a few years, you guys were just another job, nothing more." Kayla said softly.
"Just a couple more free-lancers." Rose answered Jack, ignoring Kayla.
"Ahh...should've known. The way you guys are blending in with the local color-I mean, Flag Girl was bad enough, but U-Boat Captain?" Kayla glared at Jack, not missing Rose's and the Doctor's uncomfortable glances at their clothes.
"I agree with you about Flag Girl, but U-Boat Captain is a little harsh, besides, you have that coat." She pointed to the World War II coat that Jack was wearing.
"Eh, I guess. Anyway...whatever's happening here has got NOTHING to do with that ship." Kayla stared at Jack with pity.
"Jack, I think it has a lot to do with it. The night the junk dropped, a boy was injured, and now there's a creepy boy in a gasmask following the homeless kids of London around.
"What IS happening here, Doctor?" Rose wondered, looking at the bodies and glaring at Kayla. She didn't like that girl. Jack seemed to really like her, and they had embraced for a long time, but when she had arrived, she was holding the Doctor's hand. She was playing both men, and Rose felt like Kayla should decide, forgetting her flirting with Jack and her feelings for the Doctor.
"Human DNA's being rewritten...by an idiot." He told Rose.
"What d'you mean?" Rose questioned, confused.
"It's some kind of virus that converts humans into those things. I can't place it." She growled with frustration, hating that she didn't know.
"But why? What's the point, what would they gain?" She wondered.
Rose bent over one of the bodies, examining it when it sat up suddenly. Kayla lunged forwards and dragged Rose back. Kayla let go of Rose quickly, watching in horror as all the people started to repeat, mummy over and over again.
"What's happening?" Rose wondered, terrified. Kayla just started to walk backwards slowly until she was next to Jack.
"They're waking up." She answered Rose, just as the gasmask people got out of bed and started to walk towards them, like zombies.
"Don't let them touch you." Kayla warned.
"What happens if they touch us?" Rose questioned.
"You're looking at it." The Doctor answered, and Rose made a face that was missed by the two, not liking how Kayla and the Doctor were trading off sentences easily, like they had known each other for their entire lives. The gasmask people were still chanting, 'mummy,' pressing the four to the wall, when their backs hit the wall however, the people kept getting closer, and Kayla reached out and grabbed Jack's hand.
"Love you, dad." She swallowed thickly, and Jack squeezed her hand.
"Love you too." Rose looked over at them.
"Dad? He's your dad?" She gasped out, shocked, but then had to press herself against the wall as the people grew closer.
"Mummy!" They all cried out, and Kayla looked at the Doctor.
"Think of something, you annoying Time Lord!" She yelled out, and he blinked, shocked.
"What did you say?" He gasped out.
"Think of something. You're a Time Lord, you're people invited the game chess. So do something quickly!" Kayla roared out.
So, Chapter 2 is on time, and Jack is Kayla's father. I thought of Kayla's theme song!
Kayla's Theme Song for Book 1: Infinite Legends by Two Steps From Hell
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