Feeling a lot better than yesterday. So I'm getting to work on something rather special, I'll give you a clue, it begins with W and involves a lot of white :D

Rachy Babes: I thought it would be rather ironic what with her being part spaceship and yet hating flying as well as her boyfriend being an RAF captain. It just made me laugh. Plus, who hasn't got onto a plane and wondered about their safety. Oh come on, drunk you is great just as daft and loving as drunk me :)

Dwatlaskrhtcm: Thank you :D

Sonotalady: That's just it, this was just a goodbye drink with my friends, there is no way I'm going to cope at uni. Oh well if I suddenly stop posting you'll all know that I was 'clubbed to death'… *silence and dustball rolls past* oh come on, I thought it was funny. Oh well, don't worry, I understand that people have work and school and exams and stuff so just review when you can I won't hold it against you :) I'm sure you'll do fine, you sound like you're really into it and that always helps. Always glad to know you're enjoying the story :)

1945: Daisy will be popping up here and there but don't worry everyone feels sad about the way that turned out. Even me to an extent. Glad you liked the lighter chapter, this one's a tiny bit more heavy but I've tried to keep it fun. Hope you enjoy it.

It was the roar of the crowd
That gave me heartache to sing.
It was a lie when they smiled
And said, "you won't feel a thing"
And as we ran from the cops
We laughed so hard it would sting

If I'm so wrong
How can you listen all night long?
Now will it matter after I'm gone?
Because you never learn a goddamned thing.

You're just a sad song with nothing to say
About a life long wait for a hospital stay
And if you think that I'm wrong,
This never meant nothing to ya, come on

My Chemical Romance – Disenchanted

'Jack?' Winter leant over her seat as he writhed across the aisle from her. 'Jack what's wrong.' He shuddered and groaned.

'Oi.' Gwen caught the Steward by the arm and yanked him around. 'Go and find some medication. Anything.' He glanced over at Rex and then back at Gwen.

'I'm sorry, we didn't have time for a handover, there's no medication on board.'

'Don't talk to the prisoners.' The CIA woman ordered.

'You gave him the drink.' Winter snapped, standing up, 'What did you put in it?' He looked terrified.

'Are you saying I poisoned him?' Winter took a step closer and growled.

'He was fine ten minutes ago and now he's not, the only thing that changed is the drink he had that you gave him.' Rex pulled her to his left away from the steward. 'If you did anything you better tell me or so help me I will…'

'I didn't!' he interrupted. 'She was with me the whole time I didn't touch the drinks did I.'

'This is ridiculous.' Gwen looked around at the CIA lady as she spoke, 'no one's poisoned anyone.'

'Hold on.' Gwen sat up and peered over the seat angrily, 'you went to supervise him, that's what you said, supervise. Who needs supervising pouring a drink, what did you supervise with exactly?'

The woman rolled her eyes dramatically at Gwen's accusation and Winter threw off Rex's arm. If she had her hands free she could take the sword without them noticing but having her hands stuck together wasn't helping matters.

'So now you're accusing anyone.'

'It's either you or the big gay steward and my money's on you.'

'I'm not gay.' The steward replied. Winter ignored him and turned to the man sitting on the armrest to her right.

'Just search her Rex please, that's all we're asking. If she hasn't got anything then it wasn't her but I'm betting she has.'

'Look you two know that no one can die.'

'What if you're wrong Rex?' Gwen shot back. What if you're big success is an aerophobic girl, one Welsh woman and a dead body.' He stared at her for a few moments as Gwen kept insisting on the search. Eventually Rex gave in and as he moved to search the woman, Winter dived to sit next to Jack. She took his hand tightly in her own and smiled but inside she hadn't a clue what to do. Even if he had been poisoned, how would they save him? They were on a bloody plane. In fact if anything the discovery of the poison in her bag made Winter's heart sink even further. And when Jack identified it as arsenic she almost gave up hope. She looked up at Gwen and silently begged her to do something, anything.

Gwen nodded and turned to Rex. 'You must know someone? Anyone? Someone must have a clue about arsenic poisoning. I mean contacts come on! And would you get rid of these damn cuffs please.' He held his hands up at her assault.

'My contacts are all gun runners and undercover cops I don't think…' His eyes widened and he pulled out his phone, flipping a key to the steward who began uncuffing them. Jack started to convulse and Winter gripped his hands tighter.

'Come on, come on.' Rex got through to his contact and began explaining the predicament as Jack tried to hold in cries of pain. The strangled noises that escaped his throat killed Winter and she gritted her teeth, feeling so utterly useless. As soon as her hands were free she threw the cuffs away and sat straddling Jack's lap, brushing his hair away from his face and running her thumbs over his cheek bones.

'Seriously you're all that I've got. I'm watching the man die.' Tears trickled down Winter's face as she forced Jack to look up at her.

'You listen to me yeah. You're not allowed to die Jack. So don't even think about it. Because if anyone's going to kill you it's going to be me, for taking me to D.C instead of Disneyland or Universal studios or Macedonia. So you've got some paying back to do Captain. Maybe we could go back to the 1940's. You remember? The bridge where you first met me. What the hell were you doing there anyway? And you never told me where you got the space ship from.' Jack was watching her intently, concentrating on the sound of her voice, the look in her eye, everything he'd miss about her if Gwen didn't think of something fast.

Winter was aware of the others ripping up the floor boards behind her but right now Jack was more important. 'I never told you this because I thought you laugh at me. But that's what I want to do Jack. When we decide to move on. I want to get another ship. Exactly like that one and I want to go everywhere. Just you and me….and maybe Pip.' Jack let out a groan that sounded strangely like a laugh and she smiled. 'I was thinking we could live there for a while you know. Because I know you don't want a house and stuff and I can't bear the thought of having you sitting around bored out of your mind and besides we could do what we want if we had one of those ships right? We can pop in and see the Doctor and Gwen and Rhys and Anwen and we can still stick our noses in where they don't belong. You'd like that wouldn't you? And you know what I'll even let you pull another con or two if you promise to take me out once in a while.' Gwen appeared at her side with a syringe and Winter bit her lip, she slid off him and helped lift him forward as his eyes slid shut in exhaustion.

They pulled the coat off his arms and tugged his sleeves up his arms. Winter moved to the seat next to him to give Gwen some room as Jack spoke in a light breathy voice.

'I heard Cyanide.' Winter shushed him and kissed his hairline as Gwen tightened a tie around Jack's arm.

'She knows what she's doing. You trust her.'

'No she doesn't.' The CIA woman called, 'Don't let her do it.'

'Shut up.' Rex called.

'You're not filling me with confidence.' Jack commented. Winter looked down at Gwen, holding Jack tighter and squeezing her eyes shut. A few stray tears caught on her eyelashes as Gwen prepared to stick the needle in. A crack of the CIA woman breaking out of her seat and kicking the syringe out of Gwen's hands forced winter to open her eyes again. Winter leaped over Jack and pulled her sword from the luggage rack.

'You did not just do that.' Winter growled her sword at the woman's throat.

'Yeah. What are you going to do about it? If you're the best England has to offer then God help you.' Winter looked back at Gwen with a frown.

'I forgot how incompetent some people could be.' She retorted before turning and kicking the woman square in the gut. She fell down to the ground and smacked her head against the seat rows. Getting down on her hands and knees Winter fished out the cuffs she had previously discarded and snapped them around the woman's wrists.

'It's ok!' the steward called. Gwen said nothing, just stabbed the needle into Jacks arm and watched it work. Winter joined them at their side and gripped Jack's shoulder as his head fell to the side.

'Jack.' Gwen called, her tone worried everyone. But then he squirmed and yelled to high heaven.

'Gwen what's going on?' Winter yelped.

'I'm so sorry!' she replied, 'The doctor, she said it was going to burn.' Winter pulled his arms around her and wrapped hers around his head, muffling the sound of his screams against the material of her top. 'I'm so sorry, it's corrosive but it's working yeah? It's working? Oh please God say it's working!' His arms fell limp and his screams calmed but his breathing was still pronounced. Winter dropped her hand to his back and stroked it in little circles.

'It's working.' She smiled. He nodded and rested his head on her shoulder as he gave an out-of-breath laugh. Gwen laughed but gave a cry of outrage as Rex cuffed her again. Winter kissed Jack quickly before quietly returning to her seat and taking the cuffs that had been used on the CIA woman before she had broken free. To Rex's amusement she snapped them on herself and sat back for the rest of the flight. Of course this totally diverted his attention to the sword and belt she had stashed at the side and would carefully reattach before they landed.

TTT

The three of them walked calmly from the plane when they came in to land. Winter fidgeted as the sweaty shirt stuck to her back. Silk had not been a good choice. Jack led the way and Gwen kept tight to Winter's side to divert attention from the sword handing on the younger woman's belt. It was a long shot, but it was better than nothing.

Rex ended his phone conversation and ordered them to stop. Winter shifter closer to Jack as they watched Agent Matherson speak to the other agents around them. 'I just remembered there's on final piece of legislation needed to make this thing an official and proper rendition and according to recent amendments 7-3-1-8-4.' Rex began taking off their cuffs one by one. 'And section 3-1-8-5 in transferring prisoners from airside to landside, the law clearly states that er, once they touch down on American soil they have free and easy access to one very important thing.'

'And what's that?' Gwen asked.

'Bullshit.' He replied and spun around punching the nearest agent in the face. Jack threw Winter behind him as he took out the man to his right and then pulled Gwen away from the fight, rushing both women up the stairs. Winter scanned the signs and led them as far away from the corridor as they could get.

'Where do we go from here?' Gwen asked.

'Through security and out into D.C, we have a hideout, we lay low for a while and work out what's going on ourselves.'

'We haven't got tickets.' Gwen reminded her, 'And even if we can get through how do we get out, you know what US immigration is like at the best of times.'

'Hey? What are you waiting around here for?'

'We're stuck.' Gwen snapped, 'Thanks to you.'

'Oh my God you three are idiots. You're already landside, take a look around. This is the baggage claim for domestic flights, you could just walk out of here.' Winter held a hand up.

'Hey! I have aerophobia I don't exactly spend much time in airports.'

'Whatever, just follow me.'

'What? You get us arrested, you break up my family, you nearly get Jack killed. Why should we go anywhere with you.'

'Because I have a car.' He took out the vortex manipulator and chucked it to Jack. He grinned and took Winter's hand leading her up to a security guard.

'Excuse me sir.' Jack glanced back at the two CIA agents following them. 'Those two men over there in the black suits. We think we overheard them talking about a bomb.' Winter nodded seriously, going along with the plan and chuckling as Jack pulled her out of the airport. Rex headed straight for a woman standing outside who handed him a bag of drugs for his chest. Jack opened the door of her car and took Winter's hand to let her in.

'Hey, what do you think you're doing, That's not the car. This is the car.' Rex pointed to a blue mini parked behind and Jack rolled his eyes opening the door for Gwen.

'What sort of getaway car is this, I thought you American's all had these big SUV's this is rubbish.' Gwen commented as she slipped into the car. Winter dived in behind her and Jack squeezed himself in to join them.

'She's right.' Winter agreed, this is pretty daft. There isn't enough room in here for four let alone five.' The pretty blonde woman from the archives, Esther, sat down in the front seat. 'Not that it isn't a nice car.' She back tracked. Jack burst out laughing.

'You're getting as bad as me.'

'I just didn't want to hurt her feelings.'

'Right.'

'It's not my car.' Esther replied, 'I stole it.' she pulled out of the parking space and headed into the road but they were stopped. Winter's eyes widened at the sight of the CIA woman from the plane, her head twisted backwards and yet still walking towards them.

'Oh, my, God.' She murmured.

'Jeeze,' Rex waved a hand and pulled a sickened face. 'Just drive, drive.' Winter looked out of the back window and watched the planes as they came in to land. Well at least she was off the damn plane. With a sigh of minor relief she leant her head on Jack's shoulder and blocked out every sound other than the beating of his heart.

Next time… Winter gives Rex a history lesson.