Martha teleported back to Earth and The Master's gaze now fell on Mariah, eyes filled with sadistic glee and lust. "Ah, the Captain's young wife…well, actually, you won't be his wife much longer…"
Jack clutched his skull…screaming…
Mariah knelt beside Jack, trying to soothe him. "What have you done to him?!" she screamed up at The Master.
"Ooh, you have no idea how sexy that look is. On your knees, but defiant." He smirked wickedly. "I've only gone back in time and rewritten his and your timelines. Oh, as a Time Lord…Lady, you'll remember everything, but…" he looked at a now silent Jack. "He won't remember you at all…not you face, not your voice…nothing."
"Why?" Mariah glared.
"I want a child…a Time Lord child." The Master snarled.
Mariah's eyes filled with tears. "Jack?" Her husband looked at her blankly. Her heart shattered. She pressed her lips gently to Jack's as she whispered, "I'll fix this, you'll see." As she turned back to The Master, Mariah set coordinates into her own Time-Jump device…standard issue with The Agency. "I will never bear your child."
"Oh, really?" The Master smirked vindictively.
Mariah smiled back at him. "Yeah." And she vanished.
Mariah landed in a darkened alley with a painful thud, smacking her head into the pavement. She groaned and looked at the date she'd set…it was the day before they'd captured her…the day before she met the Torchwood team… the day before she'd met Jack…