Don't Own. Except the Professor.
The Doctor pushed the two out the door and looked at Jack, "You make sure she doesn't change anything."
"Right, like what?" Jack surveyed the hallway they were in—metal walls, metal floors, doors everywhere, and a glass lift.
"Oh, you know, a self-destruct sequence, breaking the main frame, stuff like that." He grabbed Rose's hand and dashed off to the lift, then sonicked it to make it go ten times as fast as it would usually go.
"You got it, boss." It almost sounded sarcastic. There was no trouble getting therewith the map, but getting the Professor to stop whatever she was doing wasn't going to be a simple step by step plan. Especially when a metal door slid down over the other one just as he was about to walk in.
"It's a good thing I always come prepared," Jack said as he pulled out his sonic blaster and took aim. The door didn't stand a chance.
"—you are rescheduled to the War Planet RR364gamma7. Thank you for your hospitality and I'm sorry for the inconvenience. What? Yes, sir there will be ambiosa viral vaccinations in the main building. Have a nice day." The Professor had a finger in one of her ears while the other was using the compact to enter passwords upon passwords and codes upon codes. "Honestly, Doctor, I've been a teacher for centuries, do you really think you could sneak up on me?"
"Can't blame a guy for trying," Jack laughed, his blaster pointed straight at her back, "What sort of things do you teach, Professor?"
She flinched, not used to being wrong in identification, "Wouldn't you like to know?"
"I would," He took a few steps toward her, one hand lazily tracing across her shoulder, "I'd also like to know what you're planning to do to this planet."
"You'll figure it out." A smirk in her voice as she kept at the complicated motions. Jack looked at the screens. For the most part, it was computer coding—on others it was log ins and passwords. The gravity controls were hardly even on, they were on the verge of completely closing off. The screens showing the levels of elements and chemicals making up the atmosphere were going on dangerous grounds. They were flashing red.
He put in the phrasing into those of a ship and it started to make sense. He went after the keyboards and managed to stop the decreasing oxygen levels from the surface of the planet. "You're crazy!"
"I've been told," the Professor said automatically, "stop stalling the interface, Harkness." There was an underlying threat in her voice.
"'Fraid I can't, Doctor's orders." He snickered, recalibrating the atmospheric levels.
She whirled around on him, eyes blazing, and scanned over the keyboards he was using. They locked up immediately. "Go find the Doctor and Rosie, Harkness, and get the hell out."
"We're not leaving you here." Jack grabbed her wrists, and squeezed, making the scanner drop out of her hand. She kicked him roughly in the gut and twisted out of his grip.
"I'm not giving you a choice." She hissed as he got back up with his sonic blaster in hand. She just stared at it while it was pointed at her.
"VOICE RECOGNITION REQUESTED." A robotic voice came from the control panel.
Quickly, she snatched up her scanner and pointed it at her throat, "Lead representative from the Intergalactic War and Peace Council of the Shadow Proclamation requesting War Planet 36pheta self destruct."
Both paused with baited breath for the computer to respond. Suddenly she tackled him to the ground, a clang of sharp metal echoing above them. "After five seconds of nothing, they shoot tranquilizers into intruders." Her breath was soft against his ear. She sat up and pulled him up with her. He picked up the pair of needles, both oozing clear plasma.
"VOICE NOT RECOGNIZED. REQUESTS DENIED." The voice said, "INTRUDERS WILL BE TERMINATED."
The Professor launched herself up and reached underneath the controls. For a moment, her brow was furrowed in concentration. Then a grin split across her face and a siren began to wail. A handful of wires littered the ground. She snatched up her suitcase and slung it onto her back, like a book bag and grabbed his hand, running out of the room—only for another metal door to slide down.
Jack shot the door with the sonic blaster just as a purple gas filtered into the room. This time it was him pulling her from the room.
"Take me to his TARDIS, I know it's down here." That last part was a lie, she had no idea where it was.
"Yes, ma'am." He nearly dislocated her arm while running down the hallway and toward the great blue box. Unknown to them, microbots were released into the air. A low buzzing filled the atmosphere surrounding them.
The Professor's gaze flicked around, "Run faster!"
"What?"
"Listen, they're in the air!" She rushed forward, pushing him closer. Jack fumbled to get the key to the TARDIs out.
He jerked the door open and pulled her in, slamming it shut.
She set the bright orange suitcase down against the wall and took to the console. "You're not half bad, Harkness." She let out a sharp gasp of pain and examined her hand, sheer scratches and a gash settled in the middle of her palm. There was a slow trickle of blood tracing her pores.
She grit her teeth and pulled at the levers, she'd handle it later. The one thing she didn't notice, or ignored, was the silvery sheen lacing her skin.
The Doctor quickly examined the crack, sonic screwdriver in hand. Never, in all his years, had he seen anything quite like this. Sure, he'd seen plenty of time rifts, the TARDIS fed on them after all, but nothing that could completely erase the existence of something from time and space.
"Doctor, is there anything I can do to help?" Rose asked, feeling monumentally useless as she eyed the quaking pebbles on the ground. She couldn't feel it, but the planet was shaking.
"No, just stay close, don't wander off, and don't do anything stupid." He ran his fingers around the air of the crack. It felt thick and flexible. Like a jelly or plasma.
"Since when do I do anything stupid?" Rose snapped, taking very quiet steps away from him to observe a part of the planet that just gave way. Turning the flat ground into the top of a cliff that plunged at least twenty meters.
"Since you followed a child with a gas mask and decided it would be fun to climb a rope connected to an air balloon during the London Blitz, Decide to go off on the hot air bag Cassandra, I think you've made enough stupid decisions for me to start to worry about it." The Doctor said sarcastically, taking in deeper breaths. The oxygen was taking a dip in levels.
He took in another deep breath and swirled the air around in his mouth. The atmosphere was taking on dramatic changes. The rising explosives in the air nearly made him wish he was at the very top of Mount Kilimanjaro, where the oxygen was the dimmest.
"That-That's… oh this's not good, very, very, not good." The Doctor rubbed the back of his neck and turned to look at Rose, but she wasn't there. The girl was balancing herself on the very edge of the newly made cliff. She was standing there, gaping like a fish. The land beyond the cliff was just caving in. Forming the oddest rifts and figures. Like ornately elaborate circles. She didn't even realize that the air tasted like it was burning.
The planet shook again.
The blonde let out a squeal.
"Rose!" The Doctor grabbed her wrist and pulled her back sharply. She slammed into his chest. The ground she was standing on crumbled into brown dust. It looked remarkably similar to the dirt on Earth. "So much… for not doing any…thing stupid."
"I. Didn't. Do," She swallowed a lungful of air, "Anything." Then her stomach jumped to her throat.
And didn't come back down.
"Doc…. Doctah!" It was almost whimsical the way the two were floating. Well, not really. They were bouncing on their toes. Rose would have giggled if she didn't value the oxygen that much. He grabbed her hand tightly and pulled her with him toward the tents.
Then the atmosphere returned. Oxygen invaded them. Both stumbled in the newly returned gravity. Rose dug her fingers into the Doctor's shirt as she coughed. Unfortunately, she was used to limitless oxygen. She wasn't interested in suffocation, thanks.
"What was that?" She asked once she managed to catch her breath.
"Nothing good."
A loud wheezing sound hit the air and both were surprised to see a blue police box materialize only some feet from the crack.
Then Jack swung one of the doors open, "C'mon! The planet's gonna blow!"
They ran toward the TARDIS, the atmosphere was taking another great shift. Air burned down their throats and their footsteps became labored. Heavier. The Doctor threw Rose in and slammed the door behind him. He was about to run to the console.
That was, until he saw the Professor kneeling on the floor thrashing around with convulsions.