New New York's prison, to be exact the high security death row cells, weren't exactly glamorous.

The press were gathered outside in swarms, re-enforcements had been called in today police and the army were standing guard at every opening to the building, all camera's were trained on a single part of the prison. On one single cell. The world's most renowned, infamous criminal lay battered and bleeding on the floor of her cell. No guards stood on the same row or even in the same wing as her. She was claimed to be too dangerous.

Some called her an idiot, others a genius. Some said she was magic, like the great Houdini, some called her a saint, most called her a criminal. Some called her Satan, some called her a God. She called herself a monster. And when the sun set that day, the monster would die. She was due to be executed. Hung.

"You know, I did surrender!" She shouted through the bars. "Surely I should be treated right!" She knew no one would answer.

The camera lights directed towards her began to flicker,

"What the…?" Then they went off. Rachel stood up, with a groan, her ribs seemed to have been bashed in.

There was a dreadful noise of grinding. Rachel felt the grin split across her face as the little blue box materialised in her cell.

"Doctor!" Rachel laughed as the tall man in his brown pin striped suit stepped out. His messed up hair sticking up in all directions.

"I knew you'd come for me, come on, let's get out of here. Maybe we could get my stuff first though…" Rachel started babbling, then she stopped, taking one look at the Doctor's face, his eyes filled with sorrow and sympathy.

"I'm sorry, I'm so sorry," He said.

"Your not here to break me free, are you?" Rachel said, knowing the answer.

"No, but you already knew that," The Doctor sighed.

"I hoped, that just this once, I was wrong." She sighed, sitting down on the bench.

"Damn, I hate being right," She gave a half smile. "So how come you're here then?"

"To let you know, you did it. Vegas is already changing. The dictatorship is failing under the Rebellion."

Rachel nodded.

"And I brought some friends."

The TARDIS door opened.

"Ianto!" Rachel exclaimed, rushing to him, smothering her best friend in a hug. The rest of the team besides Jessica who had opted to stay behind, fiiled out.

"Christ," Rachel whispered being engulfed in a big hug. "You shouldn't have come," Rachel said. Stroking Ianto's face. She walked back and sat on the stone bench.

"When?" John asked, sitting next to her. Rachel looked up at the single barred window, too small for any possible escape. The sun could be seen shining brightly through it.

"Sunset," Rachel sighed. "Kind of pathetic, really. The amount of times I've escaped these prisons. And I'm here optionally. God, I went noble. We've not got long, they'll notice the cameras are down." She stood and gave Gwen the first hug.

"Thank you, for everything,"

"No problem sweetie," Gwen said, holding her tight.

Then Rachel moved to Tosh. Hugging her tight as well, she whispered something in her ear, then gave her a small ring. Giving her a wink, and moving to Owen. Gwen and Tosh walked into the TARDIS.

Rachel's voice was beginning to get shaky.

"Sorry I couldn't find your cure, mate." Rachel gave a weak smile to Owen.

"Maybe I'm better off dead,"

"You'll have to let me know," Rachel said, hugging him tight.

"Jack," Rachel whispered. He gave her a winning grin, but it didn't reach his eyes. He wrapped her in a big hug.

"There aren't words to explain how grateful I am. Captain." she gave him a feeble smile.

"No need," Jack said.

Rachel went to Ianto. She couldn't say anything, her lip quivered and she jumped into his arms.

"I should let go," She muttered. Still hugging him.

"I don't want you too," Ianto whispered back.

"Me neither,"

She stepped back. Still holding his hands. She kissed his hand.

"Bye Twinkle Toes." She managed to choke out.

"Thank you Doc, got my goodbyes."

"C'mon," Jack said, taking the team in the TARDIS. Except for john. Rachel looked at him for a second before turning her back on him.

"What? I don't get a goodbye." He growled. "I made a mistake so now I don't mean anything to you!"

"Please stop," She whispered.

"Why the hell should I?" He snarled. "everyone else gets a goodbye but me, why the hell shouldn't I care?"

She turned and crashed her lips to his. The resolve she had crumbled within milliseconds his warm lips were on his, hot wet tears leaked from her closed eyes. He wrapped his arms around her waist, she broke away from him.

"It hurts too much," She whispered. "Just trying to think the words….."

She buried her head in his chest.

"Not strong enough to say bye to you, Slick."

John smiled at the old name. "You always told me you were out of my league, you were, I was too stupid to keep you."

"I told you so," she whispered with a small chuckle. "We both just get hurt."

"We're not the most conventional couple,"

"Which is why your with Jess." Rachel said. Stepping away from John. "She's better for you, safer. She won't hurt you. Me, I'm a criminal, its my job to cause hurt, she's just a bitch, and you can shrug that off," John hugged her tight.

"Goodbye, Captain Rachel Falcon." John whispered, his voice cracking.

"I love you John." She whispered. "Always and forever."

Over her shoulder John looked at the window.

The sun was setting.

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