Chapter 11

Morning came, and I was woken up by Jack. His eyes glinted in the low light of the room, and his smile appeared brighter than anything else. The galaxy design seemed to light up as the sun would, but there was no discernible light source.

"Morning," I yawned. "Did you call Ianto?"

"I thought he would want to hear from you too." He reached for his comms. Rather than calling over the system, Jack decided to call his phone. "Call Ianto," his voice creaked with morning tiredness.

I connected with the line, and listened. Within thirty seconds, a Welshman's voice answered. "Jack?"

"Hey! How are you feeling?" Jack asked.

"Hi Ianto," I added.

"I'm better, where are you?"

"Ianto, we're in the TARDIS." Jack sounded guilty. Did he feel that bad? Had he left them behind before?

"Jack… I thought you said you would say something before you left with the Doctor again."

Jack looked upset, so I took over speaking. "He would have, but we had to go so quickly, and you were hurt."

Ianto immediately changed the topic. "Are you ok, Jess?"

"Ianto, I'm fine." I answered before encouraging Jack to speak again.

They talked for another fifteen minutes. The immortal and mortal men spoke about when we would come back, and Jack was instructed to not let me get hurt. Ianto said goodbye to us, and Jack hung up.

I stood up and stretched. The captain stood as well, straightening his jacket as he did. I walked to the small closet and opened it, not expecting to find anything there, but I was wrong. The hangers were filled with clothes that were just my size.

"How is this possible?" I asked Jack.

"The TARDIS, she must have filled your closet in the middle of the night," He said with a smile.

I wanted to question him when he called the box she, but once again, I had to remember that I have seen a lot weirder things. I pulled out some black jeans, a yellow top, and a white jean jacket. It was much less casual than what I usually wear, but I liked it.

I changed, once Jack left, and then met him outside the door. We proceeded down the hallway, following the path from last night.

The Doctor stood before the console, rubbing the brass colored metal. I shook away the questions that entered my head.

"Good morning, Doctor!" Jack jogged down to the man, startling him.

"Morning, Jack, Jessica," He responded casually. Just then, Rose made her way towards us as well. "Great!" The Timelord yelled as he flipped a switch on the console. "Boeshane Peninsula, 51st century, 5032."

"Jack, are you sure you are ok with going to your time?" I asked, looking at him with increasing worry as he tensed up at the mention of the date.

"Sure," he responded in a soft tone. "It's about time I let go of the past anyway."

There was a slight rumble, and the TARDIS landed roughly, sending us all flying. My laughing was soon joined by the laughs of the three others. We all stood up, and proceeded to the wooden door.

Excitement filled me as the Doctor grabbed the metal handle. "Welcome to 5032!" He opened the door.

Everything was sandy. Sand blew over more hills of sand, forming dunes and large mounds. Palm-tree-like trees were scattered around, shadowing portions of the ground. A main road sat about two hundred feet away. It led to a clan of houses.

The sky was a brilliant blue, and only a few vibrantly white clouds speckled its span. It was brighter than any sky I have seen before. There was a gleaming sun located directly above us.

Jack stood there. His nose was held high in the air, and he seemed to be taking in the very scent of the land. He pointed up to the houses. "I used to live up there. Let's see, 5032. I would have been about fourteen."

"So past you is out there?" I shielded my eyes from the intense light, and looked at the houses.

He nodded. "Come on," he yelled, grabbing my hand. "Let's get out of this field."

I looked at the "Field" as I was dragged to the road. I was used to a field being filled with grass and trees. Don't get me wrong, this place was beautiful, absolutely amazing, but it was not what I expected.

The sleek black street was absolutely smooth to the touch, but we did not slip on it. When I asked Jack what it was, he replied saying, "it's traction glass. It's much easier to make than cement."

TWTWTWTWTW

After another ten minute walk, we arrived in a city. Beautiful houses lined the shore on the edge of the Boeshane Peninsula. Large restaurants sat amongst streets, and businesses stood tall as well, but once again, it was not the busy futuristic space station we had all imagined.

I didn't mind it being simpler, I found it beautiful. Everything was modern and futuristic, yet it had a subtle touch of the past as well.

From afar, everyone seemed to wear the same thing; tan or white clothes, a tan backpack, and goggles strung across their neck.

My admiration was cut short when a boy stopped in from of us. "Hey," he said.

He was the spitting image of Jack, and from the look the captain gave me, I assumed it was him. "Hi," Jack responded.

"You guys aren't from around here, are you?" He was giving us the Jack Harkness smile. He obviously learned that look at a young age.

"Nope, Jack Harkness, you are?" There was so much wrong with this. Jack knew he was speaking to himself, and he was flirting with himself.

His younger self stepped forward, taking his outstretched hand. "Caleb, Caleb Landon."

"Nice to meet you, Caleb."

I also greeted him. "Jessica Parker." I smiled as I took his hand.

The Doctor and Rose each took his hand and introduced themselves.

"Are you guys from the rift?" Caleb asked the Doctor.

"Nope, travelled here actually, I've got a box." The Doctor what smiling at him, but I could see worry behind his eyes.

"Well, come on, you guys can come to my place for a while." He winked at us.

Chapter 11 done!

Ok, this was not a very good chapter, but I kind of rushed it, since I haven't written it for a few days. I hope to make it better soon! Thanks! Bye (Please review!) ~Lexi~