I'm back! Hoohoo! You have no idea how happy it made me to find soo many new feedback! Thank you thank you thank you! I missed this story of mine and you all~
Anyway, here it goes.
The Doctor was starting to power up the TARDIS, while outside Jackie and Mickey were saying their goodbies to Rose.
"Okay, I'm going now. I love you!" Rose hugged her mother tightly, both conveing their loves and best of wishes to each other, when the time came to say goodbye to Mickey.
"So," Mickey began.
"Yeh." Rose just nodded.
"This is becoming a routine," Mickey joked sadly, Rose joined him, laughing nervously.
"Just you and him, across the world," Mickey added a bit bitterly.
Rose would have said something more comforting, but the Doctor was already starting up the TARDIS, and there was just no time. Or at least that was what she told herself in excuse.
"Love you, take care of yourself, Mickey." As she hugged him.
"Yeh." A faint agreement was the last thing she heard, as she entered her home TARDIS.
Once the Doctor saw her come inside, it seemed like another wave of enthusiasm filled him whole. He gave her one of his magnificent grins, which Rose didn't fail to return.
She dropped her rucksack and quickly joined him near the console.
"So, where're we going?" she teased him.
"Further than we've ever gone before." He smiled at her meaningfully.
And just before the TARDIS dematerialised, with Jackie and Mickey being already quite far away from the ship, neither of them noticed how a big dark shadow stuck on the TARDIS, vanishing together with the pair inside.
The TARDIS landed with a bit of a bump, but the Doctor either didn't pay too much attention to it or hid it well. Rose never mentioned anything about it either. Clearly too used to the bumps of their beautiful ship. Although, it nagged her conciousness to ask, as this landing was not how she remembered it to be.
All those disturbing thoughts disappeared when Rose stepped out of the TARDIS and found herself across the river from a massive city. Flying cars zooming over their heads.
New Earth. Their very first date after the Doctor's regeneration. And well, Cassandra. But she could worry about that some time later.
"It's the year five billion and twenty three. We're in the galaxy M87, and this?" The Doctor looked around. "This is New Earth," he exhaled, breathing the view same way as Rose. It was his first trip after regeneration. The first experience with his brand new eyes.
"That's just-... That's just-" Rose breathed, when she started laughing from happiness.
"Not bad. Not bad at all." The Doctor nodded in agreement, beaming at his surroundings.
"I'll never get used to this," she said, smiling.
"Really?" The Doctor turned to face her. "I thought you were already too much used to all of this," he teased her.
"Okay, you." She tugged on his coat, pushing him playfully on the side.
"You're right. Maybe I'm used to this." She let go of his coat and walked a bit further. And then sprung over to face him, beaming. "But I'll never get tired of this adventure." She gestured to her surroundings, when she started to spin around laughing.
The Doctor watched her with amusement and happiness. The life she was radiating was so beautiful.
Rose stopped for a second to face him. "This is truly the life which I needed. And can I just say..." She glanced on the ground, then back to him, grinning. "I love this. Travelling with you, I love it," she ended fondly. And she meant every second being with him. And him. She loved their life together.
"Me too," the Doctor added quickly, as they both just grinned at each other.
"Come on." The Doctor urged her, as he extended his hand to take into his. And the running began, running running running - all across the field, until they found a spot to lay down.
The Doctor placed his coat down on the ground with them on top of it. As Rose twirled her fingers into the grass, she picked some out.
"It smells like..." She trailed off in effort to look like smelling it.
"Apple." The Doctor grinned at her.
"Apple grass," Rose sang.
"Yeh," the Doctor agreed all happy. Then he turned away to face the city.
"So, the year five billion, the sun expands, the Earth gets roasted," he stated lightly.
"That was our first date," Rose teased him in reminder, facing him downwards.
"We had chips." The Doctor looked up at her, smiling. Both of them laughing at the memory. It felt nice. To finally be able to talk about something of the past, both of them were aware of. To finally be not the only one with the nostalgic feelings.
"So anyway." The Doctor turned away to face the city again. He would just not be able to continue looking at her. "Planet gone, all rocks and dust, but the human race lives on, spread out across the stars." He gestured. "Soon as the Earth burns up, oh yeah." He stopped his pace, as if remembering something else. "They get all nostalgic, big revival movement, but then find this place." He sat up, with his arms supporting him. "Same size as the Earth, same air, same orbit. Lovely," he ended lightly. "Call goes out, the humans move in."
"What's the city called?" Rose asked while stifling the chuckle.
"New New York," he answered seriously.
"Oh, come on." Rose looked at him, mocking.
"It is!" he cried, looking at her. "It's the city of New New York," he said in a high voice, laughing in between. "Strictly speaking." His voice back to normal as he was once again facing away from Rose Tyler. "It's the fifteenth New York since the original." He nodded to himself with self understanding.
What he didn't see was how Rose began to shake already from what is to come next.
"So that makes it New New New New New New New New New New New New New New New York," he ended with his lips still parted. When he heard Rose chuckle and saw her shaking, he raised an eyebrow. "What?"
"No no, nothing-" Rose put her hand ahead of her, as she continued to laugh.
"What is it?" the Doctor asked again, confused.
It made Rose laugh even more. Reminded her of the time with Sarah Jane. She rolled on her side on the coat.
"If you won't speak, I'll just have to make you," the Doctor sang.
"What?" Rose exhaled faintly between laughs and soon found herself attacked by the Doctor's tickling.
"Ya-h!" she squealed, as she tried to get away from the "attack".
"Speak up." The Doctor urged her, laughing himself from amusement.
"Never!" Rose yelled out as she rolled outside the "coat zone." She soon found her breath again. Before long, she noticed that nobody was trying to make a move on her again. She glanced to the side just to see the Doctor casually laying on the coat, looking at her with satisfied grin.
"Oh no." Rose was starting to stand up. "You've done it on purpose!" She cried while laughing.
"Did I?" The Doctor tried to play innocence. However, just before Rose could get her revenge, he abruptly stood up and began to take his coat back on.
Rose watched him struggle for a while to find his other "coat arm", before she decided to come up and help him.
"Truce?" the Doctor teased her.
"You wish." She slapped on his arm lightly.
"Ow." The Doctor gestured, rubbing his arm. "What've you got against arms?" he cried. "Ever since the day one. Always pulling, chopping, slapping it off. What've they ever done to you?" he asked in wonder. "It's not like they're living things on their own, they don't have the mind itself. Just attached to the body. Weeell," he considered. "That arm at Henrick's did come back to life on it's own, but! That was an exception! One in a million-y, billion! Exception," he cried. Rose didn't say anything back to him, even if she did hear him. Her whole attention was focused on something laying by the side of the TARDIS.
"Doctor." She tried to call him.
"And what do you do with it?" he continued on, ignoring, or not hearing Rose's call. "You just pull it out! Like it is the most reasonable thing to do in the world. And watch it struggling under your grasp-" he continued with disbelief in his voice.
"Doctor." Rose tugged on his arm.
"Those arms could be dangerous. On some planets..." he trailed off. "Oh oh, and not to mention the time with The Adherents of the Repeated Meme-"
"Doctor!" she yelled out, harshly this time.
"What?" He looked at her innocently.
"There is something laying out there, next to the TARDIS," she stated seriously while pointing at the direction.
"Oh." The Doctor looked at it nonchalantly. "Doesn't matter, let's just move on." He pulled out his psychic paper. "Look, someone's expecting me at that hospital over there." He pointed at the horizon.
Rose looked at him in disbelief. When she saw no cooperation coming from him, she stormed her way out to the TARDIS.
"Oi! Whe're you going?!" the Doctor called out, but more annoyed than worried.
Something was off.
When she finally reached the TARDIS she saw that the thing laying there appeared to be a living person. And no less, the distinctive WW2 greatcoat just gave it all away.
"Jack!?" Rose exhaled as she leaned over to him. She could hear footsteps make their way on the apple grass just a few meters away from her.
"Oh, my God, Jack, how-" She turned him around to feel his pulse and there was none.
"He's not breathing," Rose exhaled in horror.
"Well, yeh, since he's dead," the Doctor stated nonchalantly, his hands in his pockets.
Rose turned around to face him. She gave him a look and turned her face back again to Jack.
"We've got to help him. Help me move him to the TARDIS," Rose said faintly in desperation.
When no response was heard, she turned around once more to see the Doctor casually walk off. "Doctor!" she called out, him just waving his arm.
She couldn't believe it. Jack was their friend. And now he was...no no, he was not dead dead. There must be something she could do. Even if without the Doctor's help. She looked down to him.
"Maybe CPR would help," she muttered, as she began to lean over, when a pair of hands stopped her.
"No no no no, you don't need to do that." The Doctor shook his head, laughing nervously. "Just leave him."
"If you're not gonna save his life, then I'll!" she hissed, as she began to lean again, just to be stopped with even more strength.
She looked at him in disbelief and hurt. What got into him?
He sighed.
"If you want to wake him up, you gotta do it this way," he said nonchalantly, as he opened the TARDIS doors, taking a wooden stick, out of who knows where, and hitting it into Jack's abdomen.
"Gah," Jack gasped. "So cruel, Doc," he breathed faintly. Rose froze in place, looking at him in horror.
"You just had to come and ruin everything," the Doctor muttered under his breath.
When Jack got his breathing even, he turned to face Rose. "Hey, Rosie. Good to see you!" He smiled at her. Rose's mouth just twitched in a half-fake smile.
"So, what are you two doing here?" Jack began, while standing up and looking around. "Oh, New Earth. Great choice." Then he straightened up to face the Doctor.
"Doctor."
"Captain."
"Good to see you," Jack said with a blame in his voice.
"And you," the Doctor stated coldly. "Same as ever. Although," he furrowed his brows in question. "Have you had work done?"
"You can talk," Jack shot back.
The Doctor looked at him innocently, confused. "Oh yes." Then it hit him. "The face. Regeneration. How did you know this was me?"
"The police box kind of gives it away. I've been following you for a long time," Jack stated. "You abandoned me," he accused.
"Did I?" the Doctor asked in a voice like you should know why. "Busy life. Moving on," he ended quickly.
Rose was still pretty much confused, but those last few sentences seemed to wake her up from her daze.
"Hold on." Rose came to stand between the two men. "You did what?" She turned to face the Doctor in disbelief.
The Doctor just shrugged nonchalantly.
"What happened to rebuilding the Earth?" she persisted.
"Don't know. Guess he did have some work to do. Didn't you?" the Doctor asked Jack casually.
"So much of rebuilding the Earth," Jack muttered.
Rose looked from one man to another in disbelief. Is this what she has done? By changing things? It couldn't be that this was the truth all along. Could it?
"Moving on!" the Doctor interrupted her thoughts, as he began to walk off. "Don't know about you lot, but I'm busy. Got a call to take." He waved his psychic paper. "You coming or staying?" he called out, his coat flipping to the sides from the speed his steps were getting.
"Coming," both Jack and Rose called out in reply, unhappy.
All the way to the hospital Jack and Rose were quite a bit behind the Doctor. He didn't seem to find it necessary to wait up for them.
"So how are you two doing?" Jack asked casually. "The Lord still doesn't know anything?" He gestured.
"No," Rose answered softly. Her head turned to the side, watching the flying cars passing in the air. "But he suspects," she breathed.
"Well, it's a given," Jack said.
"It's not that, Jack. He began-" Rose bit her lip, facing him. "Investigating me," she breathed.
"What again?" Jack raised an eyebrow.
"Just before we landed, back in the TARDIS," Rose began. "He began to casually ask me about food I like or places I want to visit, that kinda stuff." She waved her hands in gesture. "And then we began to play this game - answering in a split of a second. It's sort of funny, when you get really into it. Mind you, he slipped up one time or two himself." She grinned in a secret memory.
"Sharing's healthly. I'm listening," Jack urged her with a tease. That made Rose chuckle.
"Nah, I think I'll just..." She nodded. "Let's just, keep it at that." Jack tried to say something more but Rose cut him off. "And then, he just sort of asked..." She shrugged. "This question, it was out of nowhere...I wasn't prepared for that." She laughed nervously.
"What did he ask?"
Rose took a moment to herself, before answering. "He asked "When was the first time you encountered aliens?". I just couldn't think of anything that fast." She shook her head. "So I answered that at the Henrick's with him," she breathed.
"Wait." Jack stopped in his tracks. "That mind game should invoke you telling the truth. That's the point of the second-for-an-answer system...So how did you answer that?"
"Well, I wasn't lying." Rose shrugged nonchalantly.
"But you said you are crossing your time-" He stopped with his mouth half open. "Repeating the timeline," he exhaled.
A grin spread across Rose's face. "Smart one," she teased, pushing him on the side playfully.
"Oh God." Jack covered his mouth, as they began walking again. "Wait." His hand down. "Does that mean...me?" He gestured to himself.
"Yep." Rose nodded. "I knew you even before I met you," she sang.
"And by barrage balloon?" he asked half-joking.
"Always with the barrage balloon."
"Are you serious?" Jack was now amused.
"Always am, yeh." She beamed at him.
"Oh, you are wonderful, Rosie," Jack exclaimed, so proud of his dear friend and soon wrapped his arms around her shoulders, giving a side-hug. Both of them laughing.
Once the two entered the hospital, they saw the Doctor casually looking around in the hallway, waiting for them. When he spotted them, he greeted them with a smile. His previously shown temper nowhere to be seen.
"Finally caught up, eh?" he teased them, walking towards them. "I guess that's understandable, superior Time Lords biology." He shook his head, mocking.
"Well, I'm immortal, so it says something else," Jack added in a proud voice.
"You are?" Rose asked in disbelief.
"The immortal Captain Jack Harkness at your service." Jack gave her a salute.
"That's not something to be proud of," the Doctor countered him.
"Then you can tell me what's going on," Jack shot back.
"There are no... shops here," the Doctor stated, looking around in concentration.
"What do shops got to do with it?" Rose asked.
"Oh, you two don't expect me to pour my heart out." He gestured. "Not that I have any will to dwell on this subject at all..." He considered. "Anyway, right here and now in the hallway talking about someone's-" He pointed at Jack. "life problem?" he cried in disbelief.
"Maybe not," Jack agreed.
"Right," the Doctor added, turning his back to them. "That's where I'd put the shop. Right there." He pointed to the side, as he walked off, stepping into the lift.
"Ward 26, thanks," he said, when doors began to close. Jack noticing it, rushed to the lift, but it closed down under his nose.
"Oh, too late. I'm going up," the Doctor said in a bit of an "aw" voice.
"Just gotta take another lift then. Rose?" Jack turned to face her, as she casually walked inside the next one.
"And watch out for the disinfectant," the Doctor warned them.
"Watch out for what?" Jack asked.
"A disinfectant."
"A what?" Jack asked once more.
"A-" the Doctor began. "Oh, you will find out." He rolled his eyes, giving up.
"A disinfectant," Rose stated, as Jack entered her lift, just to find her all tensed up.
"What's up with you?" he joked.
And seconds later, he found out what disinfectant is. He clearly enjoyed it, Rose was still a bit tensed.
"This is great!" Jack exclaimed. "Come on, Rosie, relax!" He nudged her.
"It's not about the disinfectant," she muttered.
"Then?" he persisted, as they were already at the "drying up" step.
"Someone's been expecting us." She looked up to face the camera.
Jack became serious at those words too. When they stepped out inside the basement, he stated.
"Okay." He trailed off. "This, doesn't exactly seem like a ward." He looked around.
"No, it's a basement," Rose stated blankly.
"This too?" Jack asked her softly.
"Yep." She pointed the p.
"The human child is clean," Chip announced, as he came to view from the shadows.
"Captain Jack Harkness." Jack came over to shake Chip's hand, who didn't make effort to shake it back.
"Jack!" Rose chided him.
"What?" he asked innocently. "I'm just saying hello." As he faced Chip again. "We're looking for Ward 26."
"This way, Rose Tyler." There was a small pause. "And the friend," Chip ended, as he ran further inside.
"Ouch, that was cold." Jack sneered, as he began following Chip.
"Jack, what're you doing?" Rose hissed at him.
"Just want to enjoy the adventure you've already had." He told her while walking backwards and laughing.
"Jack!" Rose began to run towards him, following.
Once inside, they saw a reel to reel projector showing a film of a party. Cassandra as the main guest.
"Hello hello." Jack watched the video with a grin. "Shame I can't meet you alive."
Rose just rolled her eyes.
"Peekaboo!" Cassandra's flat skin appeared in the corner of the room.
"Here you go, the living film." Rose gestured with pity and disgust in her voice.
"Oh." Jack considered. "Gotta tell you, was expecting some kind of...a body," he joked. "This could make things a slightly bit difficult," he mumbled.
"Oh, charming boy, I am sorry to say...oh, who I'm kidding." Cassandra rolled her eyes. "I'm not sorry at all. I'm just refusing you, considering I've got bigger plans," she ended, muttering.
"Always got to try." Jack bowed elegantly.
"Now now, Rose Tyler. Aren't you popular. Firstly that, hypocrite, Doctor, was he called-"
"Don't you talk like that about him!" Rose warned her dangerously.
Cassandra just rolled her eyes. "Whatever. And now, this, King of the Flirt. Tsk tsk tsk." She tsk'ed her in disapproval.
"I don't need your opinion, Cassandra," Rose shot back, frowning.
"Who's this fellow over there?" Jack gestured to Chip.
"Oh that's just Chip. He's my pet," Cassandra stated solemnly.
"I worship the mistress," he said, while stepping forward to make his point.
"Moisturise me, moisturise me." Chip sprayed Cassandra. "He's not even a proper life form. He's a force grown clone. I modelled him on my favourite pattern. But he's so faithful. Chip sees to my physical needs."
"You always survive, don't you?" Rose mocked her.
"After you murdered me," Cassandra accused, frowning darkly.
"That was your own fault." Rose pointed at her.
"The brain of my mistress survived. And her pretty blue eyes were salvaged from the bin." Chip butted in.
"Guess am not the only one with the endless lifespan," Jack whispered to Rose.
"She is no-" Rose began, when an energy force surrounded her, startling her. "What've you done, Cassandra!?"
"Release her!" Jack warned Cassandra, pointing a blaster at her.
"Oh, so scary. What're you going to do to me, Flirt boy?"
"I think it's obvious." Jack smiled darkly.
"If you want to shoot me, then, sorry. Too late." She moved her face into a shrug. And the next moment a blast came to her, just to be stuck into another forcefield.
"When did yo-" Jack began.
"I've been busy," Cassandra stated in a low harsh voice. "Not just staying still here, as you two may think," she spat. "I've gathered my weapons to get what I need to get into the hospital." She chuckled. "This body." Was her last words before her conciousness left her skin and went inside Rose. Jack still tried to shoot her in between, but failed.
"Mistress?" Chip came over to Rose's body, which was laying on the ground.
"Moisturise me," Cassandra breathed.
"Oh God, no." Jack looked at it in horror. "Back off!" He pointed the blaster at Chip. "And you." Back at Cassandra. "Get out of her."
Cassandra slowly stood up. "Arms! Legs!" She was still admiring her body, when she found a blaster pointed at her head. "You're not going to shoot me, boy."
"And why not?" Jack placed the gun more firmly at her.
"Because I'm in this body," she stated slyly.
"Okay. Fair point." Jack lowered the blaster.
"So then. What have you got to stop me?" She laughed in his face.
"Arms." Jack gestured.
"Oh, I don't think so." And the next moment Jack felt a needle in his neck. His body crumbled to the floor.
"Finally the hindrance down. Put him into the cell cabin." She ordered Chip. As he began to move Jack's limp body, she added. "Naked. He seems to be armed." She glanced him over.
Then she spotted the mirror. "Oh my God. I'm a chav!" she cried in a hysterical voice. "Look at me. From class to brass. Although." She considered. "Oh, curves." She looked herself over, as she pulled the zipper of her jumper down. "Oh, baby, it's like living inside a bouncy castle!" She began jumping on her heels.
"The mistress is beautiful," Chip added, bouncing himself.
"Absolumo!" Cassandra stated in a solemn voice. The sight of her original skin, all fried, made her face harden for a moment. She didn't let it eat her thoughts for much longer, though.
"Oh, the brain lead expired. My old mistress is gone," Chip mourned. All those moments they had together...
"But safe and sound in here." She gestured to her head. As long as she got what she needed, the temporal body would do.
"But what of the Rose child's mind?" Chip asked in concern.
"Oh, tucked away." She shrugged twirling her fingers with her hair. "I can just about access the surface memory-" Then her face shadowed. "Can't!" she cried out.
"What's the matter, mistress?"
"I can't access her memory! All is... blank!" she yelled out hysterically. "What's going on!?" She began to breathe unevenly.
"Mistress, please breathe, it's not healthy for you to get nervous."
"Huff huff." She evened her breathing. "You're right." She regained her composure. "I just... I've just got to play along, right?" she yelled out to Chip.
"Of course, mistress. You're the best."
"Right." And the next moment Rose's phone buzzed. "Oh, it seems to be ringing. Is it meant to ring?" she asked slyly.
"A primitive communications device." Chip informed her.
"Rose, where are you?" The Doctor's voice could be heard from the phone.
"How does she speak?" Cassandra whispered to Chip.
"Old Earth Cockney," Chip whispered back.
"Er, wotcha," she said in a sly voice.
"Where've you been? How long does it take to get to Ward 26?" the Doctor asked in a hurried voice.
"I'm on my way, governor," Cassandra continued in the same manner as before. "I shall proceed." She talked while twirling her hair. "Up the apples and pears-"
"You'll never guess," the Doctor interrupted her, missing her weird way of speaking. Maybe, because she was always weird to begin with. "I'm with the Face of Boe," he announced out of sheer joy. "Remember him?"
Cassandra began to laugh in a very fake and forced way. "Of course I do," she said in a compressed voice. "That big old-boat race," she ended.
"I'd better go." The Doctor told her absentmindedly, his attention already elsewhere. "See you in a minute." As he hang up.
"This Doctor man is dangerous." Chip looked at his Mistress worriedly.
"Dangerous and clever. I need a mind like his." She talked while readjusting her image in front of the mirror. "The Sisterhood is up to something. Remember that Old Earth saying?" She looked at Chip. "Never trust a Nun. Never trust a Nurse. And never trust a cat. Perfume?" She walked over to Chip, as she took the perfume and tucked the vial down her décolletage.
Inside the darkness, Captain Jack Harkness woke up just to find himself. Well. Not fully clothed at all.
"Oh, someone seems to have had their fun." Jack laughed, when seconds later, he took the blaster out from somewhere from his behind and pointed at the doors.
"Good ol' tricks." As he blasted the holding cell's doors.
When he gathered his clothes and walked around the room, he found nobody present, meaning that Rose, or Cassandra, as of now, was walking free.
Jack rushed down the corridors in the search of the Doctor.
At the ward 26, the Doctor was going round all the cubicles, when he spotted Rose.
"There you are. Come and look at this patient." He lead the way with his hand on her back. "Marconi's Disease," he announced in a half-whisper. "Should take years to recover. Two days! I've never seen anything like it." He looked at the patient in amazement and disbelief. "They've invented a cell washing cascade. It's amazing. Their medical science is way advanced." He looked at her meaningfully. There was a pause, when he asked. "Hold on. Where's Jack? Wasn't he with you?"
Cassandra had a flashback of a limp body laying there. "Oh, he's..." She shook her head. "Busy," she stated meaningfully.
"Oh, don't tell me. This is the hospital for Rasillion's sake!" the Doctor cried out.
Cassandra just shrugged, faking a smile.
"Anyway. Look, this one." He was back to showing around the patients. This time was the one as white as a sheet of paper.
"Pallidome Pancrosis. Kills you in ten minutes, and he's fine." The Doctor gestured at the patient lightly, as he waved towards him. "I need to find a terminal. I've got to see how they do this," the Doctor said in a hurried voice; his eyes popped out with a mad determination and curiosity. "Because if they've got the best medicine in the world," the Doctor continued to talk, wondering, while both of them were exiting the ward.
"Then why is it such a secret?" he whispered.
"I can't Adam and Eve it," Cassandra stated in an arrogant voice.
"What's, what's, what's with the voice?" the Doctor stuttered, blinking. "If this is another you being all weird..." He shook his head. "Then it doesn't suit you." He laughed lightly, locking their gazes.
"Mmm, aren't you just-" she began in a seductive voice.
At the same moment Jack caught up to them and was already starting to call out for the Doctor, but decided to stay for the show. In a split of a second Cassandra grabbed the Doctor's face into her both hands, running her fingers around his hair, as she kissed him for life. The Doctor not pushing her away at all. In fact, even closing his eyes.
"Muah." She pulled back loudly, leaving the Doctor completely speechless, with mouth half-open. She put her hair under her ear, still looking at him, as she exhaled. "T-terminal's this way." She pointed her finger.
"Phew," she exhaled hard, stepping away from the scene. Only the Doctor's speechless and quite a bit dazed gaze following her retreating body.
"Yep," he squealed a few octaves higher than normal. "Still got it," he stated, brushing his hair back and making his way to follow in her steps.
"Nice goin', Doc." Jack's voice shook him at his feet. He sprung to the side to face the source of the voice. Jack was standing only a few meters further inside the room, and could have been clearly spotted by the Doctor, if his mind wouldn't have been. Well, slightly bit occupied.
The Doctor cleared his throat, clearly not very comfortable with the situation. "I heard you had your fun yourself," he shot back.
"Oh, so you're saying you did yours here?" Jack laughed.
"I wasn't saying-" The Doctor tried to make excuses.
"But sorry, Doc. I have to be the responsible adult here." Jack forced a fake tone. "And shatter your illusion of finally snogging Rose." He shook his head in pity.
"Excuse me, do you mind?." The Doctor chided him, as he was starting to walk away.
"She's not our Rose, Doctor," Jack stated seriously, making the alien himself stop and turn around.
"What's your point?" The Doctor raised an eyebrow.
"Didn't you notice how weird she was?" Jack countered him.
"Isn't she always," the Doctor muttered. What, was it so hard to think that she could ki...um...maybe she wanted to experiment? New new Doctor. Of course, new experiences and all...
"That's Cassandra inside her body," Jack stated darkly, interrupting the Time Lord's scattered thoughts.
"Cassandra?" the Doctor asked in disbelief. "What Cassandra?"
"Does flap piece of skin mean anything to you?" Jack suggested meaningfully.
"What?" the Doctor asked again. Jack began to open his mouth again. "No, shush shush." He put a finger before him, not looking at Captain. "If Cassandra's inside her head..." He trailed off.
"She's going to destroy Rose's mind," Jack stated worriedly.
"Not with me alive," the Doctor said in a low Time Lord's voice. "Come on!" he called out for Jack to follow.
to be continued...
I love the fact that Rose was the last one the Doctor kissed before his regeneration and the first after. (Let's not mind Cassandra and Time Vortex, shall we?). Maybe I'm reading too much into all of this. But isn't this the whole point of my series and loyalty to the pair? Hehe.