First Date

I was back in the training room, training with Prof. Blake. He was still a little wiry of my shoulder, which was understandable but thanks to my Time Lady abilities, I healed much quicker than I should have. I was so grateful that Dr. Leck had kept my secret so far.

Prof. Blake hit my side with a quick strike and I landed on the ground with a loud thump ringing in my ears. Well, that's what I got for not paying attention. "Susan!" Prof. Blake gasped. "Are you alright? I didn't mean-"

"It's alright Blake," I said, standing up. "It's training. I wasn't paying attention. Stuff happens."

"But your shoulder." Blake protested.

I sighed and rolled my eyes. "Honestly, Blake. You're like an overprotective mother." I stretched my shoulder up and down, it still hurt a bit, but was getting better. "It's fine, see. We were sparring. It's the rules to knock someone over."

"Yeah, but-" Blake protested again.

I sighed. "Look." I punched myself in the shoulder. I didn't wince because it was already healed. "It's fine."

Blake rolled his eyes. "Honestly, I don't know how you managed to survive on your own."

I looked down. "I had some friends."

Knowing he must have hit a sore spot Blake winced. "Sorry."

"It's okay." I said, jumping up and down to get more energy. "Lets try that move again. I still haven't mastered it yet."

Blakes eyes sparkled with anticipation. "Your on!"

"So, how was training today?" Jack asked as we walked to his house.

"Good." I replied. "I bested Prof. Blake." I said, smiling at how poorly he reacted to someone beating him, though it was only fair because he knocked me down so much in the past.

"Ouch." Jack said. "I bet he was pissed."

"Oh yeah. He went into a rage. Miss. Jackson had to give him some time alone."

"You know that he's just going to be hard on you from now on out, right."

"Yeah, but I can handle him."

"Sure, sure." Jack said, not convinced at that.

"Hey!" I said. "Give me some confidence here! I did face Miss. Jackson for more than a minute and survived."

"I'll give you the benefit of the doubt." Jack said, running his hand over the motion sensor to the flat.

"Hey, I booked a table at a restaurant for myself and my brother but he can't come and I don't want to waste the money. Do you want to join me?"

I froze half way up the stairs to my room. I turned back and looked at Jack and smiled. "Yeah. That would be lovely."

"Great. Be ready by eight. I got you time off your probation for tonight. You don't have to be home till eleven. Oh, it's a formal occasion." Jack turned around and walked into his bedroom and the door closed shut.

I went to my bedroom and sat down on my bed with slight dizziness. Was this it? The first time Jack and I… clicked? Oh I missed my Jack terribly. What the hell was taking The Doctor so long?

I stepped out of my temporary room in a simple black dress that showed my curves. It had no straps over the shoulders but had a low back. I put black flats on out of habit, just in case I had to run. My hair was down, rather than my usual ponytail style.

I stepped into the kitchen to find Jack facing the television wearing what looked like a black suit. "Hey." I said.

Jack jumped around, startled. "Oh, Susan!" Jack said rushed. "Um… you look…."

I blushed. "Thanks."

Silence.

"Well, um. We better-" Jack started.

"Get going." I finished for him.

"Yeah." Jack said awkwardly. Then we fell into silence.

"We better go if we want to be there on time." I told Jack.

"Yeah. Let's go."

Jack took my arm as we walked up the front steps of the restaurant while Jack fiddled with his tie. I glanced at him. He seemed nervous. He hadn't stopped looking around since we had sat down in the waiting area.

"Hey, are you okay?" I asked.

Jack glanced at me with surprise. "Yeah, I'm fine." Though, from knowing him in my past, well his future, I knew that he was far from fine. He was probably nervous. That's it. He was just nervous.

Then a female waiter in black dress came up to us and said "Your tables are ready, Mr. and Mrs. Harkness." I tried to keep my eyes from widening. Now I knew something was up. Jack wouldn't have said we were married without something big going on. I didn't have a ring for Dalek's sake.

We sat down at our table and sat into an awkward silence. "Um." I started.

"Uh, so…. How's training?" Jack asked, taking a careful slow sip of his wine.

"Good." I responded. My hands clasped together beneath the table in my lap, twiddling my thumbs around nervously. "Um, how's… whatever you do."

"Good." Jack responded.

Well this wouldn't do. My brain said. We were talking without trouble before he ask me on a date. Why? Then I noticed that he was staring, I glanced in the direction that he was staring and saw a man sitting at a table for two, an empty seat in front of him.

My eyes went back and forth between the man and Jack. I quickly turned back to face Jack. "This is an assignment." I stated, hurt, though I expected something like this to happen. This wasn't my Jack yet. He didn't love me yet.

"Susan-" Jack started.

"No, let me talk." I said forcefully. Jack shut up. "You ignore me for almost my entire time here when my coming here was a mistake in my part. Then you invite me to dinner. What am I supposed to think? We have something, Jack. Not here, in the future." I stood up, took my napkin off my lap and put it on the table. "Now I see I was foolish to think that we did have something. Good night, Mr. Harkness." I said coldly. I turned around and walked out.

Once I was outside the restaurant, I let my tears fall. I saw a bench next to it and sat down, momentarily stunned. Why? Why would Jack do something like that? Oh, I know, because he wasn't my Jack.

Suddenly I could hear screams coming from inside. Crying, panicking people.

I wondered what happened. Jack probably confronted the man. But after a while, no one came out, not even Jack. I began to get worried. Even If he wasn't my Jack, he wasn't immortal, not yet. He could be killed and I couldn't stand not knowing.

I took a deep breath, stood up and walked back into the restaurant. It was like all hell had broken loose. Table were overturned, people lay dead on the floor, the surviving huddled in different corners of the room or behind overturned tables. In the center Jack was on two knees, and the man that I saw earlier held a gun to his head.

My eyes widened. "Jack!" I screamed.

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