So something amazing happened in between chapters. Thanks to you wonderful people, I reached 500 reviews! What can I say but wow! Honestly that's amazing especially for a story with only just over 100 chapters. Thank you for your help, your encouragement and most of all your friendship. I know I've said this before but I've honestly met so many lovely people thanks to this story. I almost feel like I'm conning you off with this chapter because although I love it and although it's important, it hasn't really got any Nemo in it but hey, we have to mix things up every now and then…

And to celebrate I'm going to the pub with some friends for the first time since university. Fawks would be so proud of me :D

Crimson TigerLily: YEY! I'm so glad you made it, sorry I made it difficult but I'm glad you kept going because we would have missed you :) Urgh, finding time these days is awful, I know just how you feel but that make the fact that you've caught up THAT much more special to me :D

Sonotalady: That's the spirit, look on the bright side :) you my friend are WAY cool enough to get in on the loving but the question is whether you really want to deal with our madness?

Dwatlaskrhtcm: Don't worry you're at your leisure to review whenever you get time it still makes me happy every time :) I'm so glad you're enjoying the chapters.

1945: :) sorry for messing with you…well no I'm not because I know you love it really ;P

MoodySpark: Hands off the angel boy he's all mine doll ;D I'm still working on the scene. It's going but it's slow because I'm working on something major and it's quite a leap back for me. But it will get done never you fear.

I have a confession to make to Rachel. Your review didn't come through to my e-mail so I, (I'm ashamed to admit) assumed you didn't send one. And I was about to put this chapter up when I decided to check the reviews on the actual site and there it was, in all its glory. So I'm sorry Darling. I've read through that e-mail and you know what I think most of it was pretty accurate. No, Nathanael doesn't remind you of anyone I made him up *hard stare and reminder kick*

Ain't another woman that can take your spot my-

If I wrote you a symphony,
Just to say how much you mean to me
If I told you you were beautiful
Would you date me on the regular
Well, baby I've been around the world
But I ain't seen myself another girl
This ring here represents my heart
But there's just one thing I need from you

Just say "I do"

Yeah, because
I can see us holding hands
Walking on the beach, our toes in the sand
I can see us on the countryside
Sitting on the grass, laying side by side
You could be my baby, let me make you my lady
Girl, you amaze me
Ain't gotta do nothing crazy
See, all I want you to do is be my love

Now, if I wrote you a love note
And made you smile with every word I wrote
Would that make you want to change your scene
And wanna be the one on my team
See, what's the point of waiting anymore?
Cause girl I've never been more sure
This ring here represents my heart
And everything that you've been waiting for

just say "I do"

Justin Timberlake – My Love

Alexandra stepped into the Dining room with purpose, striding to the end of the table and facing Nathanael who stood as if waiting for her. 'Have you come to relinquish the demon?' He asked. Alexandra shook her head.

'No.'

'Then I'm not sure I can help you.' He frowned in confusion.

'I'm here to prove to you that the person you're looking for is not in this building or in the grounds.' His face didn't change, he continued to stare at her with no clue of her motives.

'I don't understand.'

'Well everyone's spread out right now having some wine and a chat after you interrupted. You're welcome to inspect every room at your leisure.' His lips parted slightly as though he was sizing her up and she shifted slightly. Finally he nodded, his eyes never leaving hers. Alexandra couldn't break his gaze until he frowned and glanced nervously towards the door.

'Are we going?'

'Um, yes.' She swung herself around and swept from the room. He watched the empty door way for a moment then followed her out to the first room.

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The great hall loomed over their heads like the heavens over earth. Alexandra had once been here with her family, the story of the little lemur kept as a pet by the previous owners had captured her imagination as a child and her brothers had teased her mercilessly upon her buying of a small stuffed version. But all these memories she kept hidden beneath her calm expression, no need to bring up the past. 'I um, I hope you don't mind me asking but,' she looked up to the silent man at her side, 'John said you had, well, special powers.' Nathanael didn't look down at her but spoke as they walked as though they were discussing the weather.

'I can teleport to spaces within an approximate distance of one mile, induce a state of sedation, my memory is better than the entirety of the peoples of earth, I am also stronger and of greater intelligence.'

'Modest too.' She smiled. 'Teleportation then. What's that like?' He glanced uneasily at her. 'My name is Alexandra by the way, I work with Torchwood, well, in another dimension.'

'Dimension jumping goes against section 17 of the shadow proclamation.' She rolled her eyes.

'Actually I've read the shadow proclamation and it states that 'careless or improper use of dimensional travel' is outlawed. We were neither careless nor improper so, according to the law, we were within our rights.' He stared at her blankly then nodded and continued walking. She stared after him shocked by his lack of manners but still strangely intrigued by him.

'The first room,' she commented as she threw the doors open to the living room, 'may I introduce Jack Harkness and Ianto…' She trailed off at the sight of Jack pressing Ianto against the wall engrossed in a very passionate kiss. Nathanael stared at them as though he had no idea of the socially awkward position he was in. Ianto coughed turning bright red and brushing down his suit.

'Erm, yes, er…' he gulped and fiddled with his tie. Jack meanwhile had smiled at the sight of them and leant against the wall, picking up a flute of champagne from the sideboard.

'And what can I do for you sir, show you to the door maybe?'

'I'm looking for the demon.' Jack chuckled.

'I have no idea what you're talking about.' Nathanael's eyes narrowed slightly, frustrated by the Captain.

'Why do you protect the creature like this?'

"The creature' is my friend. The shadow proclamation have misunderstood her crimes.' Nathanael frowned and opened his mouth to answer but was interrupted.

'Why don't we go somewhere else? If you're done with looking around that is?' Alexandra offered, her head was hurting and the sooner the plan was over the better for everyone. He turned and examined her, his blue eyes piercing her soul as he nodded. She lead him out of the room with an apologetic glace at Jack who's glare didn't leave Nathanael for a moment.

'The kitchen,' she stated, letting him enter and shying away from the bright sunlight steaming through the high windows. Gwen, Rhys, the two children, Jess and Jacky all sat at the table tucking into a tray of canapés and laughing about some story or other. Rachel and Owen's eyes widened as the pair walked in and looked around. Alexandra smiled supportively at them as Nathanael stepped forward.

'Where, is the demon?' he repeated.

'What? You think wandering in here and shouting 'where's the demon' would make anyone answer?' Rhys laughed, 'I thought you were good.' Nathanael walked over and seemed to tower over them despite being shorter than the welshman. He reached up and placed two fingers on Rhys' temple, stepping away as he crumpled to the floor causing Gwen to yell out in shock and drop to her knees beside him.

'What have you done? What did you do to him, tell me!' She cried. Nathanael barely flinched he turned to the children and turned his head to the side.

'Where is the demon?' they looked up at him, terrified. Gwen stood up and glared menacingly at the strange man.

'Back off you bastard.' Alexandra placed herself in front of the man as he stepped forward to ask for what he wanted once more.

'Gwen, he's just asleep. And we're leaving.' Gwen looked down to her fallen husband, 'really, he'll be fine.' Alexandra turned and pushed Nathanael from the room. 'What are you playing at!' he stared at her in confusion. 'You can't just go around putting people to sleep.'

'I was finding it difficult to tell if he was lying.'

'So you put him to sleep.'

'I find humans generally let emotions cloud their judgments in threatening situations.'

'You were provoking a reaction!' His eyes were wide and puppy-like and yet the rest of his face seemed so stern and controlled.

'Yes.' She sighed, exasperated.

'Sure, just say that as though it's obvious.' He stared at her and she realised his blank stare really wasn't that blank, it was full of unspoken feeling, almost as though he just didn't understand the emotions he was feeling. She bit her lip and suddenly realised that they had been staring at each other for at least two minutes. As soon as she looked away from him her headache returned. She closed her eyes and pointed up the stairs. 'That way.' When she opened them again he was still standing in front of her so she sighed and physically turned him and pushed him up the stairs and into the first room not taking in the surroundings but pressing the fingers of one hand to her temple and shutting her eyes against the burning pain that surged behind her eyes.

TTT

Nathanael bent down to the ground, he picked silver object the size and shape of a tennis ball, off the floor. A pale hand snatched it from his palm and stuffed it into a suit pocket.

'Amy, Rory, we have visitors.'

'Crashers more like.' Amy frowned, her arms crossed over her chest dangerously.

'Nathanael, this is the Doctor and Amy and Rory Pond.' Alexandra told him she frowned and sat down on the closest chair she could. The Doctor walked straight past the visitor and knelt down at her side.

'You alright?'

'Yeah, just a headache.'

'Why are you hiding the demon from me?' Nathanael asked completely unaware of the change in his guide, 'She's a dangerous criminal, she needs to be brought to justice.'

'She's our friend.' Rory told him.

'A demon cannot have friends.' Amy smiled.

'You're right, we're not her friends, we're her family.' Nathanael frowned.

'I disposed of her family.' Alexandra sighed and mumbled her reply.

'They don't mean literally, Nathanael.' He turned to look at her and cocked his head to the side.

'This creature is deadly and dangerous and you all insist on protecting her.'

'That's what friends do.' The Doctor told him.

'I find it foolish.' Alexandra pushed herself to her feet and put a hand on Nathanael's arm.

'Time for a new room.' Amy and Rory waited until they were gone then turned to the Doctor.

'They're getting on well.' He stated. Amy smiled at his comment and sat down on the sofa.

'He's following her around like a lost puppy. It's kind of cute.'

'He's not lost,' the Doctor informed her, 'He's interested, I think she confuses him.'

'Why?' Rory asked.

'Because she's a human taking the time to talk to him rather than snapping at him like we did and like, I'm sure, the others did.' Amy smirked and crossed her legs over.

'So he's met the first person willing to put up with him and he assumes he's in love with her. He sounds stable.' The Doctor rolled his eyes and sat down at Rory's side on the small sofa.

'Oh you humans, you expect everyone to be exactly the same as you.'

'What do you mean?'

'Well how do you know his people find partners the same way that you do?'

'What should we do now?' Rory asked as the thoughtful silence hit.

'Let's find Winter and Jack we can try to work out a plan B for getting Fawks out. Just in case.'

TTT

Nathanael stepped into the bedroom and stood uneasily by a beautiful four poster made of dark wood with white hangings and a white bedspread. A quiet but suffered 'ooooo' from the window made him spin around and catch sight of Alexandra as she sat down on the seat of the dressing table and slumped across the glass top, the brushes and boxes falling from the sides as her arms covered her head from the world. His eyes widened in confusion and he rushed over to her side kneeling down and placing his hand on her face. 'What's wrong?' he asked, confused by her temperament.

She groaned again and his face hardened, he slid her body from the glass and let her fall back against his chest, she seemed to be close to fainting so he slid his right arm under her legs and carried her to the bed, lying her down on the covers her red dress contrasting against the covers like blood on bandages. Her eyes shot open and her head tosses and turned lazily as though she was watching a slow motion tennis match on the ceiling. He'd never seen anything quite like this and so he watched, fascinated by the way her hand rose from the covers and reached out to touch the air above her face as though she could see something that was invisible to him. It had crossed his mind early on that this could easily be some form of trick to distract him from his mission but something about this woman demanded his trust.

'Bells,' Alexandra whispered.

'What?'

'The bells.' He looked around the room in utter confusion.

'What bells?'

'The bells, they're chiming. They fill my head with noise and songs.'

'There are no bells.' he commented bluntly.

'They are coming.' She whispered, he stopped and looked back down at the girl 'at the bell toll, they are coming.' Concern stayed as her eyes slid shut as though she was sleeping but then opened again, suddenly wiser and in control. 'What on earth are you doing!' she yelped, jumping from the bed but stumbling a bit and gripping to one of the four poster poles.

'You were prophesising?' he told her, his face stern and wary.

'What are you talking about?' he watched her, standing tall across the bed from her, his head tilted to one side in interest.

'You don't remember?'

'Remember what?' He stared at her for a few moments and then sighed and turned around looking up to the sky.

'I wasn't expecting this.' happening a glance over to her he noted her confused expression.

'Why are you talking to the ceiling?' he looked at her stumped.

TTT

'Is he finished yet? Jack and Ianto joined Gwen at the door of the kitchen as the other three adults played with Owen and Rachel.

'No, the bastard.' Jack raised his eyebrows and looked down at Gwen's folded arms and tense stance.

'Wow, what did he do to you?' she glanced up at him and clucked her tongue.

'Knocked Rhys out with some magic touch trick.' Jack put a hand on her shoulder and smiled.

'Don't worry, I heard from Winter, he just got out of their room so he only has a few more to go, then, if Alice's plan works, he'll be gone.' Gwen nodded sharply.

'And if I ever see him again I'll gouge his eyes out with a spoon.' She told them.

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