Chapter 7: Think Before You Do

A/N: Thanks for the review! Hope you enjoy this chapter! Sorry for the long wait (if it was long, I can't remember). I wrote some of this while listening to the song (particularly the part where they dance to it) so if music enhances your reading experience, try it. I guess. If you want.

Disclaimer: I don't own Doctor Who, nor the Glen Miller song.


Jack finished the last of his meal as Donna set her fork and knife on the plate. Looking around, she still couldn't believe he brought her here! The dining room was very elegant – the walls were an ivory colour, while the wood framing was white, and floors were a dark brown colour. There was a large chandelier in the centre of the room, hovering over the dance floor. In front of it was a band playing classical music from Mozart to modern songs by artists like Michael Buble and Adele. The round tables were covered by white tables cloths and the chairs matched. The waiters all wore suits, dashing around as they served food. All the people in the room were dressed up formally. Donna was nervous when Jack had told her to dress up, but now she understood why.

Jack admired the way Donna was dressed. He loved her in the black dress she wore; strapless sweetheart neckline, with lace running up to her neck. Her hair was ever so slightly curled. He caught her turning her head and smiled at her, and even more so when she smiled back.

Donna couldn't take her eyes off Jack. He wore a tux – she couldn't believe he look more handsome than he had before. She really enjoyed being with him. He was… well, how could she describe him? He was just… a beautiful person. He was witty, charming. And boy, he could make her feel special.

"What do you say?" Jack suggested to the dance floor, seeing as people were now gathering around it and beginning to dance.

Donna shook her head. "I – I –"

"Awh, c'mon! Don't say you're nervous now that you're in public! You're a great dancer!"

Donna took one more look at the crowd. "I gue –"

"Great!" Jack interrupted. He took her by the hand and led her up, placing his hand on her waist and leading them in the slower dance. "See, nothing to worry about." Jack grinned.

Donna looked down at her feet before placing her head on Jack's shoulder. "It's – it's funny. I feel like I've known you longer. Almost like we've met before."

Jack felt his heart sank. "Really? What do you mean?"

"Like we've met before. Even briefly." Donna removed her head from Jack. "I guess it's nothing. People get that all the time with places they've never been to before, right?" she put her head back.

Jack felt a bit of relief; at least she wasn't in pain. But how long could he keep this up? How long would he have to lie to her? For crying out loud, he almost forgot his last name was Goodman around her! "I think that's déjà vu." He managed. Jack didn't want to continue on about it. He just wanted to enjoy the moment. To enjoy dancing with her. In this moment.

"Have I told you you're a great dancer?" Donna asked.

"It might've come up before. Give yourself some credit though; I've almost died because my partners couldn't."

Donna let out a chuckle. "Really? So I guess I must be pretty good then."

"Yeah." Jack pulled her in closer.

Donna enjoyed the slow swaying, the basic dance moves, being close to Jack. That was probably the best part. She inhaled deeply. This was great.

Jack recognized the next song: "Moonlight Serenade" by Glenn Miller. This was the song he danced to with Rose when they first met. Rose. She seemed worlds away. Jack could only imagine the pain the Doctor went through after she left. In a sense, he understood; Rose was gone forever, just as Donna's memories were locked away. The only difference was, Jack still had a chance. That made him feel lucky. Luckier than he had when the Doctor appeared all those times before, saving him and taking him on adventures. He peered down at Donna, realizing she might never get those memories back.

Jack and Donna slowly made their way out the building. Donna was surprised to find Jack's hand slowly slipping into hers. She squeezed it for a moment, as if sending him a message. Jack stopped before the parking lot, facing her and taking her other hand.

"I hope you had a good night tonight." He released a hand and used it to brush away a strand of loose hair.

Donna felt her heart race. "I did." She smiled. "Thank you, very much."

Jack grinned. He couldn't get over how lovely she looked tonight. He leaned in to kiss her, but she pulled back. Jack felt his heart sink.

"I – I'm sorry, it's – it's just a bit too earl –"

"I understand." Jack bent and kissed her gently on her cheek. "Good night, Donna." He turned to leave, but found she still had a grip on his hand.

"Oh, what the hell?" Donna pulled him back and into a kiss, starting slowly, but surely became rapid as they became more comfterble. She couldn't believe she did it!

Jack pulled back for air, feeling giddy inside. "Well," he grinned. He was about to lean in for more when he heard a voice. "It can't be…"

"NOO! Jack Harkness! I warn –"

Before the voice could finish, Jack whipped out the vortex manipulator on his arm, punched some numbers, and teleported. He found himself back at Torchwood, relieved.

"Um… Jack…?"

Jack gulped. Glancing up, he realized Donna had still had a grip on him when he teleported. "Damn."

The Doctor sprinted into the TARDIS, hurriedly playing with the controls.

"What happened?" River asked, removing herself from the railing. The panic stricken Doctor wasn't something River enjoyed watching.

"He teleported away." The Doctor managed.

"What's wrong with that?" Amy crossed her arms, still where she was before.

"He took Donna with him."