Chapter Fifteen:

Noble Women

Andie was taking her time, changing and unchanging and deciding on what to wear until the other Jack had stormed into her room and picked out her clothing.

"After all," he said, tapping his finger to her nose, "I know her so well, now. She'll love it."

Andie had rolled her eyes, but when she walked out of the TARDIS, the Doctor's noticed that Jack had his job at picking out both of Andie's lives. Her life in the TARDIS was shown off in a loose but still very form fitting skirt and her life back home was matched with a tight chocolate shirt.

Jack had phoned ahead to Donna, and he waited with a car to drive Andie and the Doctor to where the two would meet. The Doctor would watch from a distance before he and she had their reunion. Donna had asked for this, and both Andie and the Doctor agreed.

Donna had waited anxiously, ignoring her mother's protests and rolling her eyes at her not being able to understand time travel and parallel universes. Her hair was pulled up, a very non-Donna thing, but she was having a bad hair day. Something she was very nervous about when meeting the woman who was her daughter.

"Andie?" Donna was quiet and had asked that she was not told this woman's name. Andie was told of this choice, and when she turned around, eyes wide, she hugged Donna tightly. Donna already had tears falling from her eyes happily. Andie's started soon afterward.

They were a frenzy of happy smiles. The Doctor watched from a distance, his eyes watching every word falling from their mouths as they shared their own baby books. He distantly ate chips when Andie had looked up, Donna following her eyes, and waved him over. Cautiously, he walked over to the table.

Donna stood up, hands out, and twirled in a circle. She had lost weight since she had lost the child and looked very different. She was suffocated by a big hug, her nose filling with tweed.

They didn't get very much chance because soon the earth shook, glasses fell, people screamed. The sky had darkened and the three of them took off outside, Jack's car already pulled around.

"How much skill do you have driving a car in this weather?" The Doctor demanded, his hands holding tightly to the seat.

"Torchwood, Doctor," he reminded him, swerving easily around and driving quickly.

Andie laughed softly, her hands buckling her seatbelt and helping her mom buckle hers. "He taught me how to drive."

Jack glanced in the mirror to her, eyes wide. "I did?"

Donna let out a low whistle. "Not now, you two! Get on; we have got to get to the TARDIS."

The Doctor agreed. "This isn't just an earthquake."

Quickly, Andie was already tying her hair into a braid, her hands plucking out her phone and calling her uncle. "Jack, what's happening?" She gave him time, date, area, and as predicted, he gave her a bit of information.

"I can't tell you much, Echo," he finished. He chuckled at her sigh of frustration. "It was an order! I don't make the rules, but you're gonna help over there. I fixed it all by myself. Look, just go towards the rift."

Andie was giving directions as soon as they were in the TARDIS. She was pulling levers, ordering Jack to not touch a thing less he broke something important. She was already setting up the console to help with the rift, her knowledge of it vast thanks to the paperwork she had read a long time ago.

Donna was helping as she could, taking the orders and easily able to aid in driving the TARDIS. She had even pressed the blue switches, which seemed to make things a bit easier.

The Doctor had un-did that, though, and sonic'd in a big monitor as they watched lights appear in the rift.

Andie growled, recognizing what was happening. "Jack," she shouted, pointing to his wrist, "Answer that call!"

As he did, Andie and the Doctor were already shutting off the controls that he had tried to take from them, and plugged him from the rift-wave he was riding and pulling him into the TARDIS. Andie's gun was out and pointed.

"John Hart," she and Jack said together. Only, with a glare, Jack had stepped back, gun trained on him as well. "You are, sir, under arrest. Boy, I wish my uncle had me when this was happening. You have the right to remain silent and if you dare say a word, I'll shoot you and find a way stop your vocal cords without killing you." Her eyes flashed a dark color, lights around her gun swirled and even her mother stepped back. "Now, Jack, do me a favor and handcuff him. Doctor, please fly us to a good time to land in the Agency. I'll drop him there and let him go to trial. Boy, I've waited a while to do that."

The spiky haired man glared, glancing sadly at his ex-lover who ignored him. Hart was lucky Jack was in the TARDIS or he'd gladly shoot him.

They flew easily in the vortex before Andie escorted him to the prison guards that showed both respect and fear when she walked in. Donna had tagged along. When the women were out of view, Andie tossed the gun to the side and grinned at her mom.

"It wasn't a real gun. Think the Doctor is freaked out?"

Donna stared for a moment before laughing and giving her daughter a hug. Boy, this was going to be a fun time.