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"Oweeeeen."
"No."
"Please?!"
"Jaime…"
"It's your turn!"
"No. I did it yesterday!"
"But you were the last one up!"
"That makes no difference. Go."
"I hate you."
"No you don't."
"Okay, I don't. But I don't love you at the moment."
"Yes you do."
"No."
"Yes."
"No!"
"No."
"Yes! Oh, fuck."
"Jaime…"
"What?"
"GO!" Jaime grumbled to herself and swung her lungs around before planting her feet on the floor and searching blindly for a light switch, she found one and laughed when she saw Owen squinting in the light, still trying to watch the movie as she shuffled around. He threw a pillow at her as she walked past to which she resorted by chucking one of his shoes at him, he just laughed. She yawned and rubbed her eyes as she made her way to the crying baby's room, she picked up Rory gently before sitting on a chair, rocking him softly,
"Alright, Ror. What story tonight? A Gallifreyan one? One of mummy's stories or one of daddy's?" Rory cooed,
"Ga-fwey!" Jaime smiled slightly,
"Okay then, Gallifrey it is! Hmm…I just can't think of one!" Rory frowned slightly and pulled at her hair, Jaime scrunched her nose up. "Actually, I have a story for naughty little Time-Tots like you, little one!" Rory dropped his hand and looked up at her. "Once upon a time, Our Lord Rassilon looked upon the civilians of Gallifrey and decreed that the children were too unruly. So off he went, searching all of time and space for someone to help, but the creatures he was looking for lived in neither time nor space, but in fact existed in all moments in time and space. They were called the Shakri. Our Lord Rassilon sought out these creatures and when he finally found them, he sent them to watch over all of the naughty children who didn't do as they were told and not only the children but anyone they found misbehaving." She looked down at Rory, who was staring at her with wide eyes. "And you know who they really told off…Little babies who pulled their mummies hair!" She bared her teeth at him, causing him to shriek and cover his eyes, smiling.
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Owen turned to her as the movie finished, "I think we should take a trip to London." Jaime frowned at him,
"And why do you think that, Mr Harper?" Owen smirked,
"Because, Mrs Harper, we have had no alone time. And it would be nice if we went away for our year anniversary…" Jaime bit her lip,
"But Rory…" Owen rolled his eyes at her,
"Relax; he has Ianto, Jack and Gwen to look after him! Even Rhys at a stretch!" Jaime laughed lightly,
"Fine, fine! Let's go on a trip to London." Owen looked at her from the corner of his eye,
"What's going on? Why do you really want to go…you didn't put up much of a fight…?" Jaime placed a hand on her heart,
"Why, Owen! Really? You – you…"
"Jaime." She sighed,
"Okay, okay so there might be a slight anomaly in London at the moment…" She bit her lip at Owen's look of disbelief,
"Oh, great, so we'll be working then?" Jaime scrunched her face up,
"Maybe…just a bit…" Owen rolled his eyes,
"Oh, okay then, I guess I asked for it!" Jaime gently poked him,
"You kinda did, you know?" Owen half-glared at her,
"Yeah, so shut it."
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Jaime sighed in content as she and Owen escaped the bustling underground station and up into the streets of London, she shifted her rucksack on her shoulder slightly and looked up at the night sky.
She fished out the anomaly gadget from her pocket and held it out, "C'mon." She nodded in the direction of the bus stop just as the 200 came rolling in, Owen looked around,
"How is the bus still running, what time is it?" Jaime looked at her watch,
"About nine? Got any cash?" Owen shook his head,
"Nope. Used the last of it for the train tickets…" Jaime tutted,
"Gonna have to cheat then…" They hopped on the bus and Jaime swiped her psychic paper over the bus pass scanner, she smiled nicely at the driver before heading to a seat near the back. Jaime saw two male teenagers, a middle aged woman and an elderly couple sitting silently on the bus, aside from the quiet chattering of the elderly couple. Just as Owen and Jaime got comfortable in their seats, a young black-haired woman wearing black clothes ran on, after giving her earrings hurriedly to the driver, she sat a couple of seats in front of them. Owen turned to Jaime,
"You got your phone in the bag? Could I give Jack and that lot a ring?" Jaime raised an eyebrow,
"What about your phone?" Owen smiled sheepishly,
"May've run out of battery…" Jaime rolled her eyes and bent down to search the bag for her phone, she heard a final passenger get on before she felt Owen tap her shoulder,
"Jaime." She huffed,
"What? I'm getting the phone!" Owen tapped her again,
"Jaime, look up." Jaime sighed and sat back up in her seat, ready to turn and glare at her husband until she saw the back of the man's head only a few rows in front of them.
Messy, brown hair in a brown trench coat, babbling away madly to the woman next to him. Jaime nearly growled,
"Doctor." She murmured.
END OF INTERLUDE ONE
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