[Sorry it's taken me so long to upload but after being away from school for two days I had a load of homework to catch up on and a stupid biology test (which I aced, Ha! Take that evil Biology teacher!) Anyway, on with the story, sorry it's a bit short but this one comes in three…]
I'll get by, I'll survive
When the world's crashing down
When I fall and hit the ground
I will turn myself around
Don't you try to stop me
Avril Lavigne- Alice
Captain Jack Harkness: part 1
'Screw this I've been up for forty-eight hours, I'm going to bed,' Owen complained as his computer screen stuttered for the hundredth time.
Winter glanced down from the second floor and slid down to him. 'Have you asked Tosh about it?' She asked glancing over his shoulder.
It had been three weeks since Jack had saved him from the weevil cage and they were back to talking again but she still noticed the strain. It was too difficult to just go back to how they were. She couldn't help it. She just didn't trust him any more.
'Nah she's off today.'
'London right?'
'Yeah,' Owen replied settling on the sofa.
'Hmm.'
Owen raised his eyebrows at her hum and cocked his head to the side a little, "Hmm', what's 'hmm' mean?'
'I've been thinking.'
'Never a good sign.'
'I want to go to London. See where I grew up; find out if anyone knows me there.'
He looked up sharply, 'Hey, Winter. I know I was a dick. I said I was sorry, you don't have to leave.'
She shook her head, 'Don't flatter yourself git, I don't want to leave, just to see. I'm curious.'
'Yeah well, that cat and everything.'
'Owen Harper, I am not a cat.'
Suddenly her earpiece started bleeping. She glanced around trying to find it but it was no where to be seen, the bleep continued and she rifled through the various papers on Owen's desk.
Pip appeared at her side and held up the small piece of plastic and metal. She smiled at him and slid it onto her ear, letting him sit on her shoulder.
'You've reached two layabouts with nothing to do.'
There was a chuckle from the other end of the line and Jack's baritone voice drifted into her ear, 'Tosh and I are heading out for a while, do you fancy coming. Get you away from Owen for a while and you haven't been out much recently.'
'Well, since you're beginning to make me sound like a prisoner on release, how could a girl resist?'
'I'll pick you up out front.'
She grabbed her sword and pulled a black jacket on, shouting a quick goodbye to Owen and heading for the surface.
TTT
As Toshiko chatted away in Japanese Jack pulled up at a large reddish coloured building, with wooden double doors that had been smothered in posters. She assumed there was a general election going on because most were party posters. A dilapidated Vote Lib Dem poster, A flamboyant Vote Conservative poster and a stark Vote Saxon poster, stood out against the dark wood.
Toshiko slammed her car door and approached Jack and Winter on the steps, 'It's my grandfather's eighty-eighth birthday today,' She explained.
'And I thought you'd gone to all this trouble for me.' Jack motioned to the pretty plum coloured dress Tosh was wearing.
She smiled. 'eighty-eight is a joyous year to the Japanese. I'm off to London to watch grown men throw rice.'
'You can get that in the Balti after stop tap.'
Toshiko laughed as Jack turned to examine the building, 'Okay, down to business. What have we got?' He pushed open the door and they followed him inside.
The room they entered was covered in graffiti. The once impressive pillars had been covered in plastic to protect them and litter was scattered over the black and white chequered flooring. Jack headed up the staircase on the right.
'The Ritz dance hall, it's been derelict since 1989 but someone's complained about hearing music drifting out. Music from the 1940's.'
They watched as Jack stopped and listened intently, 'Shh, listen, coming up?'
They followed him steadily and Winter glanced around at the spacious areas, 'It must have been beautiful,' she whispered to Pip. He jumped onto the banister and scarped through the door Jack had entered. The tile floor was slippery and while Jack pulled Tosh in to dance, Pip slid across the floor looking very put out.
Winter laughed, sliding her jacket off and throwing it over a chair, heading towards him and scooping him up. She hopped down a flight of stairs at the back of the room but it was nothing but junk. Sighing she turned back to the stairs, taking them two at a time, she slipped and caught her foot on the last two... and fell.
The weirdest sensation racked her body, like she was being pulled in opposite directions and when she finally landed she felt more than a little queasy.
The ground beneath her was wet and rough. Not like the polished surface of the dancehall. She hopped up and the sword scraped against the floor noisily. She looked around and immediately took a step back. She was on a street. At night. It was dark and no lights shone from any of the houses. Pip was gripping her hair tightly and she was thankful for it because other than him it appeared she was totally alone. 'What happened, where are we?'
Pip climbed onto the pavement and pointed to himself. She sighed, 'Yes, you too Pip, where are we?'
He shook his head and kept pointing to himself.
'What are you trying to say?' She knelt next to him as he glanced around and pointed at the ground a foot away. There was a large crack in the paving stone. He hopped over to it and jumped right on top of it. Her eyes widened. 'We've fallen through the rift.' She realised. 'Like you did! Oh!'
She looked around in horror. 'But where are we? I don't recognise this place at all.'
Pip seemed to shrug and climbed onto her arm once more.
'Ok, relax, what was it that Andy used to say? 'If you get lost just walk in one direction until you get somewhere you know.'
They set off together through the streets until suddenly they hit a river. A river she recognised and it wasn't the Taff. It was the Thames. Looming high above her was the impressive site of the houses of Parliament. She shook her head in shock and headed closer, over Westminster Bridge.
Half way over she rested a hand on her sword and leant against the side of the bridge. 'What now Pip?' she asked him tiredly. 'What could possibly happen now?'
As if in answer a loud siren filled the air. She looked up just as the sound of plane engines joined the cacophony. 'You have got to be kidding me!' she exclaimed as she stared up at the clouded sky.
[I know it's short, but the quick you review the quick you find out 'What could possibly happen next'!]
Sonotalady: don't worry, fast is good! I'm much better than I was, just can't shake this blasted cough and to top it off I now have a tonne of homework from while I was away. I'm glad you preferred the second chapter, I should be posting a little something on Winter and Owen soon enough, they have quite an interesting relationship but whereas before she trusted him completely it was necessary to put them in a situation where she would lose that trust for the final episode, which is finally written! Thanks for the review
Zaziness: So glad you liked it it's always difficult to make people laugh especially with the odd references I like to put in, I have to add something else for the people who don't watch the same show or read the same books as I do. So I'm glad it made you laugh. Can't wait for this party it's going to be ace, we should invite torchwood along too, and the doctor (all of the them) and play twister, and cluedo! And our awesome music! YEY! And may I also mention what wonderful taste you must have. What pisses me off is that sometime I tell people I like Muse and they say ahh you're a Twilight fan. Honestly! I have 2 brothers I knew Muse before Twilight was even written! Grrrrrr. Not that I don't like Twilight, my stance on that is a whole other matter (short version, it's fine but I think going mental over it is a bit much) ANYWAY, I went a bit off topic there didn't I? sorry :) Thanks for the review, you're a star :D (Oh and thanks for the magic neurofen, it must be good I'm feeling a hell of a lot better! There's a brand in this somewhere!)
