She couldn't believe this was happening...in fact she didn't think it could happen. But of course she had forgotten about their existence in this day and age. A frightened Jaime stared around the barely bright cell. There was only one small window which wasn't letting much light in. She was also alone, separated from her Doctor and she didn't know where he was but she could feel him. And he was in pain. That made her angry.
The whole story started what felt like 24 hours ago: When Jaime next woke up she had a mild headache and was lying on one of the beds in the Medbay. Her sleep hadn't been entirely peaceful, full of fright and nightmares, springing forward with a strangled cry. Rose was at her side in seconds, comforting her. "It's okay," the older female said. "It's just a bad dream." "Bad dream..." Jaime mumbled, eyes still wide. "Bad dream...bad dream..." Rose looked at the Doctor. "Is she always like this?" She asked. "This is just a recent thing," the Doctor replied grimly. "Her universe has never had anything like Daleks or Cybermen so she ends up having nightmares about them." Jaime, now a bit more calm, pushed Rose from her and looked around confused. "Why am I in here?" She asked tiredly. "Your body went through a lot when you were on the crucible. We brought you in here for an overnight observation." The Doctor explained to his younger companion. "Everything seems to be okay." Jaime couldn't remember being brought in here, nor could she remember WHO brought her in. She turned her attention to Rose Tyler. "Why're you in here?" She smiled nervously. "Same reason you are...only for different reasons." The teen smiled back. "The whole Vortex thing." She said. "Okay."
Both Rose and the Doctor watched as Jaime scooted off the bed and exited the Medbay. "Highly perceptive," the Doctor explained to Rose. "It's part of being psychic." She nodded, understanding a little bit more. Meanwhile Jaime went to her room and had a quick shower before changing into her clothes. This time she wore a cream and red hoodie with green trim. The cargo pants were dark grey and she had on a pair of dark blue High Tops. The t-shirt was a TARDIS blue colour. Once she was ready Jaime went to seek out her Doctor and found him in the console room. John was busy under the grating doing routine maintenance on the TARDIS. Hearing somebody walk on the grating he looked up to see that it was Jaime and he grinned. She noticed he had a Sonic Screwdriver.
"What are you doing?" She asked. "And did you borrow that?" "What? This?" The Doctor held up the Sonic. "Oh, no no no. This one is mine. The old girl made it for me." Jaime grinned happily and sat down opposite him with her legs crossed. "As for what I'm doing. I'm giving her a check up. After all, being thrown into he Crucible's energy couldn't have done her much good." Jaime grunted in agreement and let him get back to work, watching him. But her mind soon wandered and she started to think about the dream she had, the one that doesn't involve the monster of the week as her mum called it. Speaking of her dear mum she wondered how she was doing...how she was REALLY doing. Because she just didn't want to believe the dreams, not at all...no way! She was okay, definitely a lot more than okay...
Rose Tyler, fresh from a quick check up in the medbay, walked into the console room and let out a cry of surprise before clapping her hands to her mouth. John looked up to see what had gotten Rose all worked up and gaped in awe. What he was seeing was truly amazing but it looked like Jaime was in one of her...well, in her own little world. "J.D, what's going on?" Rose asked, staring and walking up beside Jaime. "She's levitating!" The Doctor replied, climbing out of the hole in the floor. "Basically it's a form of telekinesis. They're able to hover inches off the ground, move without walking...even fly." In Jaime's case she was head height with Rose. "I didn't think that was even possible." Rose replied. "Oh, it is...believe me, it is." John was still staring in surprise. "Do me a favour, give her a little nudge." Even though she was afraid too, because quite frankly Jaime scared her, Rose did as she was told. The girl grunted in reply at first, then looked at Rose with a frown. "You're hovering!" "Huh?" Jaime wasn't sure she heard that right. "In the air," Rose had to reiterate. "You're floating."
Looking down Jaime's eyes widened when she saw how far off the ground she was. "Oh my..." She cried out and fell back down to the grating with a harsh thud. "Owwww!" She cried out, hurt. John and Rose rushed to help Jaime up who was now grimacing in pain. "How the...why..." "Easy now." John sat her down on the seat. "That couldn't have been good on the body." He used his Sonic to scan her while Rose comforted her. Luckily nothing was broken. "Why di...d th...th...at e...ev...en ha...ha...pen?" Jaime tried to say through the crying. "I...I...ve n...ne...ver do...d...d..." "Done that before?" John finished for her, knowing that if he'd let her try to finish off things would be blowing or catching fire. "I don't know. Even with the training you always had trouble with telekinesis. Suddenly you can do it with ease." John was frowning, puzzling over something. "What were you thinking about?" He now asked. The teen sniffed and; "nothing." "Jaime!" He warned, sounding very Doctor-like. "That wasn't nothing. You were deep in thought." For a moment Jaime considered lying but she and her Doctor were connected. He would know.
"My mum!" She squeaked. "And she's in another Universe, yeah?" Rose asked and she was now thinking about her mum. "Uh-huh. She doesn't know I'm here but she thinks I'm dead." "What do you mean 'thinks'?" "Sometimes I dream about her, she's lying on what looks like a hospital bed, I don't know where. She see's me and always cries out my name. I've tried reaching out to her but I always wake up. And she's not always alone...that's the worst bit. She'll be with these nurses trying to calm her down, then she's screaming when she see's me...but none of the nurses can see me." John started pacing. Running his hands through his hair. "Think...think...think." He was muttering. "What are you doing J.D?" Rose asked him. "Call me Doctor!" He suddenly blurted. "Okay, Doctor, what are you doing?" Jaime wiped the tears from her eyes to watch her Doctor pace about. "I'm thinking, that's what I'm doing." He stopped just as suddenly as he started and let out an "ohhh, that's it." He turned to Jaime with a massive grin. "You're not just dreaming about her. You're projecting to her." "She's what?" "Astral projecting. During sleep she separates her spirit from her body. Only Jaime is doing it in two different dimensions." "But isn't that impossible?" Rose asked. "Not for Jaime it isn't!" John answered, grinning.
It disappeared seconds later when Jaime burst into tears again. "Th...at m...me...ans she r...rea...l...ly is in a hos...hos...pital," she cried out. "And I c...ca...nt do any...thing for her 'cos I'm st...stu...ck here." Rose hugged the upset girl in a bid to comfort her. "Now I've m..ma...de Ro...she all sad cos sh...she's th...in...inking about her m...mum..." It was true, she could feel Rose's sadness and guilt roll off her in waves. Rose just looked at John, unsure what to do next. How do you keep your feelings at bay from a highly sensitive empathic? The Doctor just smiled nervously. "But...I...th...think...I...can...he...lp." "Oh yeah?" Jaime nodded. "Phone." With some reluctance Rose handed her phone over, causing the girl to frown. "What's an R-phone?" The blonde sighed. "It's the parallel universe version of the iPhone." John chuckled. It was like her universes iPhone where you couldn't take the battery out, so she had to hack it by thinking deeply. It was between her hands and she could feel her headache turning mild into a dull thumping ache into a painful throb. She heard John groan and felt him sit beside her on the jumpseat. *Sorry.* She thought to him, obvious he could feel her pain. *Don't be.* Came the reply. "Doctor, are you okay?" Rose worried. "Yes, yes...I'm fine."
Finally Jaime finished what she was able to do and handed the phone back to Rose. "What did you do?" She asked. "Have a look." The girl mumbled, pulling out the diminishing bottle of painkillers and took one. "Multiversal Roaming activated." Rose read. "What does that mean?" John was curious too. "You can call your mum." Was the reply. "Get outta here!" Though Rose still called Jackie out of curiosity and was surprised. When the call was picked up on the other end. "Hello?" "Mum!" She looked at Jaime with wide eyes. "Rose, hello!" A surprised Jackie replied on the other end. "How are you even calling?" "You probably won't believe it..." Rose moved from the chair to walk over to the other side of the console room to continue talking to her mum. "Who's Rose talking too?" The Doctor asked, walking into the console room and frowning. "Jackie." John answered. The Doctor stared. "Her mum? But that's not possible. She's in another universe." "It's entirely possible if you have Multiversal Roaming." The other Doctor contradicted making the Doctor round on him. "Did you do that?" He asked his double and Jaime frowned, wondering why the Doctor was angry.
"Oh no, that wasn't me. That was Jaime." "How did you manage that?" The Doctor asked, using his Sonic to scan the teenager. "I already did that. Everything's normal." "No harm in checking twice." "I didn't think it would work." Jaime replied quietly. "She's been having dreams about her mum," John picked up. "Or so she thought." "Astro projection." She muttered and the Doctor furrowed his brow. "Astral projection." John corrected. "She's projecting to her mum back in her own universe. Isn't that wizard?" This time the Doctor and Jaime stared at John. "Huh! Weird." It was obviously a little bit of Donna Noble making itself known. "Oh! And not only that but she was levitating earlier." Once again the Doctor was scanning her with his Sonic and she got so annoyed she accidentally teleported it. "Oi!" He exclaimed until he heard something clatter on the console. It was his Sonic. "How are you doing that?" He asked, picking it up. "I don't know how!" Jaime cried in frustration. "I don't know how I floated, I didn't even know I was doing it. I don't know how I can do it so easily now." "Okay Jaime, just calm down." John soothed while the Doctor watched, frowning.
"She was electrocuted." Both Doctor's looked at Rose who had obviously finished up having a chat with her mum. "What?" "If you remember Doctor, Donna's Time Lord self didn't kick in until Davros shot her with his electric...thing." "Oh! Of course!" The Doctor practically jumped in excitement. "When Davros shocked you it stabilised your telekinesis. Who knows what else it stabilised." He hoped it wasn't going to cause any problems for her, the last thing he needed was for anything Dalek related to alter her. Speaking of Daleks... "So he taunted me for a purpose?" The teen asked. "Probably to get you angry, yes." The Doctor answered and Rose went on to explain what happened while John had been in the TARDIS with Donna. He was sickened that Davros would do something so low as to torture an innocent kid.
Meanwhile Jaime was thinking, something on her mind. "What's an omni?" The Doctor looked at her with a grim smile and John frowned at her. Sensing his confusion Jaime explained; "Caan kept calling me the 'Omni-Child'." Now it was John's turn to look shocked. "No!" He said in wonder and the Doctor nodded. "But that's really rare for a human. No wonder they're...you have really bad headaches." "What's rare?" A very confused Rose asked. Jaime was feeling a little scared at this point. "Caan knew what she was. Even knew she'd be here even before she arrived in this universe," the Doctor explained. "Jaime, an omni is someone who has the power to do just about anything. You're an omni-psychic. Who knows what other powers you have until they show up." Shuddering at the news the very thought of having ultimate superpowers frightened Jaime a lot. The Doctor noticed the almost empty bottle she held. "Ahh!" And he dug into his pocket, pulling out a bottle of newly created pills. "Here you go." Jaime took it and put both bottles into her pocket.
"Well, I think we should go find somewhere to go!" John said in an excited way and bounded back towards the open grate, Sonic out for more obvious fixing. The Doctor watched this and sighed. "That depends really, doesn't it." He said to his twin. "Huh?" A confused John uttered. "On whether you'll end up killing more species." Jaime felt John's hurt over what the Doctor said, while it confused her. "You still haven't explained why you...both...destroyed those Daleks." The Doctor added. "Oh, I see. That's what you're so het up about!" Het up? That was so human and he'd never said it before. "No, you don't understand. That was genocide. Complete gencocide." He was practically in John's face and it annoyed Jaime. "What? Caan said that the prophecy had to be fulfilled. So I...we...did it. I would have thought you, of all people, would be happy about the Daleks' end." "That's not the point," the Doctor argued back. "Did you ask her to help you?"
At this point Jaime had enough. "NO!" She shouted, jumping up from the seat and stared at the Doctor. "He didn't. I did it with him so he didn't have to do it alone." A look of pain and sadness appeared on the Doctor's face. "I WANTED to kill every stinkin' Dalek for what they did to Harriet and those people they captured...and to me!" She was very angry now though she wasn't quite aware of the mild wind kicking up around her. "That...thing hurt me for his own sick purposes. He liked it. He liked to hurt us all and that's why we did it together." Her hands felt sweaty all of a sudden...and why did Rose and John look scared? Why did the Doctor look almost miserable? "It's not like they stay dead. They always come back like a bad smell and..." "Jaime!" John called stepping forward. "Jaime!" She lost her train of thought. "What?" She snapped back and John had to quickly step back from an unseen force. "Calm down, you need to calm down." Why was he telling her that? "I AM calm!" She snapped again and that unseen force was still keeping him back. "Are you sure about that?" John nodded at her hands and she looked down with a frown. They were on fire, her pyrokinesis had kicked in and she wondered when that happened?
The teen let out a shocked cry and shook her hands in a bid to turn it off. Had she been very angry? Had she almost aimed it at the Doctor? Looking at him Jaime saw what appeared to be hurt, regret or sadness in his eyes. And she could feel fear, from him and Rose. That upset her. "I'm sorry," she cried out. "I'm sorry." And she ran out of the console room. John scowled at his counterpart before quickly following after Jaime. Sighing, the Doctor pulled out his Sonic and went to finish what John started, jumping into the hole. Rose followed him. "Doctor, give him a chance, give both of them a chance, yeah? They only did what they thought was right at the time." He grunted and thought about it. And while he was thinking about it he asked Rose; "So how was your mother?" "She's fine. So's dad and Tony. Three days." "What?" The Doctor looked up with his brow furrowed. "Three days since dropping her off in Bad Wolf Bay. 24 hours for us. I'll never get used to that." The Doctor just grinned and went back to his work.
Searching for Jaime had been quite easy, especially since they were connected. She was in the usual place she went to when she was upset. The Gallifrey Gardens. John found her lying on the red grass in a tight little ball and he could sense she was crying. So he approached her, crouched down beside her and pulled her into a comforting hug. Jaime didn't fight him for she knew which version it was that held her. "It's going to be okay," he muttered. "It's just going to take awhile to adjust...after all you are still in training." "I wish I kn...ew why I w...as li...ke this," she cried. "I...I...nev...er wanted th...the...se powers in the fi...rst pl...ace." "Yes, but you were obviously born with them." The Doctor replied, smiling sadly. The anger she felt still scared her and he wondered if she had always been like that? Cos it was nothing to do with the Doctor whatever he thought. And was it his imagination or was he getting feelings for this amazingly brilliant brave girl.
"But they're omni...I'm omni...what if I...accidentally hurt somebody." "What do you mean?" "Like what happened on the Crusader." Just as he suspected she was afraid her anger might get the better of her. "You won't. You're not like that." John told her. "But it almost happened with the Doctor," Jaime continued to cry. "You didn't see his face. He was disappointed and there was some scaredness from him." John smiled nervously. "Nah! Based on memories he's always like that." He said. However Jaime wasn't convinced. "Why didn't he like us dealing with the Daleks like Caan told us too?" John had no idea to be honest considering the Doctor hated the Daleks just as much as he did. "I haven't got an answer for that." They quietly watched as one of the Gallifrey suns set behind the mountains, then the sky darkened to a deep purple, little stars twinkling alongside a moon or two. "It never gets old no matter how many times I watch it." Jaime mumbled. "I love it in here." John had to agree and even though he was only half Time Lord he missed his planet a lot. John wiped his eyes at the memory of Gallifrey. "Come on, lets see what me and Rose are doing." He said and stood up, pulling Jaime up afterwards.
They left the Gallifrey Gardens but the teen now had something else on her mind. The Metacrisis Doctor was still wearing the blue pinstripe suit, now including tie and shirt. "How am I supposed to tell you apart?" She asked. John stopped and looked back at Jaime. "Sorry?" "You're both wearing pinstripe suits!" "Different colours." He added. "Yeah, but what if the Doctor wants to wear blue and you have to wear brown. I'll end up mistaking him for you and..." John blinked in realisation. "You know, you have a good point." He frowned. "What am I going to do?" Jaime could feel his panic and had to act fast. "Wardrobe?" She suggested and he grinned. "Oh, Wizard! Good idea. Come on." John took her hand and they ran to the wardrobe room. It was Jaime's first time in here and she looked around in amazed awe at all the clothes. They were on different levels and there was the spiral staircase seen in 'The Christmas Invasion'. She went on to wonder if any of his old clothes were in here and decided to go exploring.
At first Jaime ended up in the 1890's section, then the Tenth Century section. The 1980's section, the 60's section and finally a section obviously for the Doctor. *Thanks!* Jaime telepathed to the TARDIS and she got a positive hum in reply. Different parts of this section were numbered from one to thirteen and she could see that all of the Doctor's outfits were here...including the War Doctor. That surprised her considering he never considered himself as the Doctor. *Weird. Are you letting me see this?* Another positive hum. *Why?* A series of images appeared in her head of the War Doctor with Doctors Ten and Eleven. "Hey!" The teen called out indignantly. "You went into my head!" The TARDIS realised Jaime was angry and apologised to her. "Jaime!" John called. "Where are you?" "Over here!" She called and stared at the outfits, mind wandering. John soon joined her and stared at all the previous outfits of the Doctor. He was now wearing a pair of blue stone washed jeans with dark red converse. His t-shirt was very dark purple and he still wore the blue pinstripe jacket. He'd also come across a coat that he instantly liked. It wasn't like the Janis Joplin coat but it was almost close. He saw the War Doctor's outfit and his eyes widened. "Oh! The Doctor's not going to like that!" He muttered, making Jaime jump in shock. "What?" "Oh, nothing." He replied and guided her away from the Doctor section.
"If it's the War Doctor it's okay. I already know about him." John stopped and stared at the teenager. "How?" Then; "Don't tell me, he was in that Doctor Who show?" Jaime nodded her head. "We first saw him at the end of 'The Name of The Doctor', saw how he regenerated from Eight in the minisode 'The Night of the Doctor' and then saw him have an adventure with the..." "Not too much or you'll cause a universe ending paradox." "...with two of his future selves in 'The Day of the Doctor'. Jaime finished. "Is this some sort of trilogy?" John asked. "Sort of. 'The Time of the Doctor' was the Christmas special and had the Eleventh Doctor regenerate into the Twelfth." John looked like he was thinking...hard. "And that's where my knowledge of the Doctor's life ends. They were still filming series 8 when I ended up in this universe." John grunted in thought, then Jaime noticed what he was wearing. "I like that." "Huh!" She nodded at what he wore and he grinned. "I'm glad you think so." He said and held her hand. "Allons-y then!" They made their way out of the Wardrobe.
They heard happy chatter even before they saw the two return to the console room. The Doctor looked up when Jaime and John walked into the console room holdings hands, and the first thing he noticed was that John had changed. He was also holding a dark blue overcoat. "You changed!" Rose was the first to speak up. "That's definitely a good look." Jaime nodded in agreement. "Thank you." John replied, placing his overcoat on the back of the jumpseat. The teenager moved towards the Doctor and hugged him. He hugged her back. "I'm sorry," Jaime mumbled. "I'm sorry." The Doctor smiled grimly. "That's okay," he said. "You're still learning after all." He looked at John who was smiling nervously as he stood on the other side of the console. "What's with the clothes change?" He asked his double. "Oh, I thought I'd try something different." John replied and Jaime giggled, letting go of the Doctor. "It gives him his own identity." Rose said from the jumpseat. "Yeah, what Rose said." John cheeked with a smile. As he sat down next to Rose, Jaime could feel his happiness and it made her smile too.
"Right." The Doctor put his left hand in pocket and felt two objects there, hesitant for the moment. He wasn't sure what he wanted to do. *Trust him.* was the reply from the TARDIS and he looked up at the time rotor. *Are you sure?* He replied. *Yes. Trust him.* Sighing, the Doctor looked at his double who had obviously sensed the chat between man and machine. And it also seemed Jaime and Rose caught it too. Oh, his brilliant, brilliant humans. "Here," the Doctor said, pulling something out of his pocket and tossing it to John who deftly caught it. He looked at it with wide eyes and Jaime knew what it was. "Is this what I think it is?" He asked, surprise in his voice. "Yep!" The Doctor replied, popping the 'p'. "Now you can grow your own TARDIS." Both females were staring at the object in John's hand, one in awe and the other confused. "What is it?" Rose asked. "TARDIS coral." Jaime answered before either of the two Doctors could say anything. The blonde glanced at the teenager, forgetting about her abilities again. "She's right," John said. "It's TARDIS coral...but it takes thousands of years to grow a TARDIS." 'Quick, what was the thing Donna said.' Jaime thought to herself and she felt the Time Machine search her mind. This time she didn't protest.
"Not if you shatterfry the plasmic shell then modify the dimensional stabiliser to a foldback harmonic of 36.3, accelerating growth by the power of 59!" Jaime answered making everyone stare at her. "And how do you know that?" The Doctor asked, eyes wide. "I mean, I know you're psychic but not even you should know that." Jaime could feel her whole face going red. "TARDIS told me." She muttered. Well it was sort of half true and he seemed to believe it. "Well, I suppose that would work." The Doctor said. "Anyway, Rose and I decided to try for the 1850's. the university of Sydney is founded, the first public toilet for women opened, the second Burmese war, Vincent Van Gogh was born," this caught Jaime's attention. "Charles Dickens began to write Hard Times," this also caught Rose's attention. "The Victorian cr..." "Not me." John said causing the Doctor to stop and look at his double...or should that be twin? He wasn't sure about that either. "What?" He was shocked that John, who was basically him, would pass up on an adventure. It seemed Rose was the same way too.
"Are you feeling okay?" "Wizard!" John replied. "It's just...I think Jack's Torchwood might have the stuff this baby needs." "Ah, right. I thought the TARDIS would have been some help." The Doctor said. "Oh, she can. But I want to do this independently." John answered. "Fair enough. I'll drop you off at Torchwood, give them a surprise." And he changed their course of journey. Jaime excitedly jumped up off the seat. "And I can come with you!" She said, moving towards John and gripping the rail. But the Doctor bristled at this as he expected Jaime to join him and Rose on their next adventure. "Yeah, no problem. If that's alright with you Doctor?" The full Time Lord smiled grimly. "Yep, not a problem." However Rose could see that something was wrong and moved over to her Doctor. *The TARDIS told you?* Jaime heard and looked at John who was looking back at her. *Really?* She went red faced again. *It was a deleted scene,* came the reply. *Donna said it after you said it'd take thousands of years to grow.* Raising his brows John was surprised. The very fact he'd not too long ago just said those words amazed him. *Wow, interesting.* He replied. *Yeah!*
It didn't take long for the TARDIS to arrive at it's destination and once John grabbed his coat he burst out of the doors and into the hub. He was followed by Jaime, the Doctor and Rose. They all noticed the lights were on low. "Ahh!" The Doctor looked sheepish. "It seems we landed late night or early morning. It's also two months after the Daleks." "Right." John looked round in awe of the place. Sure he had memories of when the Doctor came here but this was HIS first time. "Oh, and John..." He turned back to his brother. "...you'll need this." And the Doctor tossed something to him. It was a mobile. "It's already got universal roaming and our numbers are programmed into it." "Thanks!" John put the mobile in his pocket. "We'll pick you up in a few hours. And don't get into trouble...either of you." "Don't worry, we won't." John assured. "If you're anything like me you probably will." The Doctor said. After that he and Rose returned to the TARDIS and John and Jaime watched as it dematerialised.
Now she turned to the half Time Lord. "Welcome back to Torchwood." "What do you mean?" John looked at her. "I haven't been here before." "Yeah, but you used to live here as a hand." He grinned at this until he was distracted by an American voice. "Was that the TARDIS?" Looking up he saw that Jack had come out of the office...and was truly, utterly naked. "Avert your eyes Jaime!" John told the teen and she kept her head down, face going red. "Doctor?" A confused Jack asked. He was joined by Ianto who only wore a pair of underpants. "It's John, actually." John answered. "John David Smith. But you can call me Doctor if you want." "The Metacrisis? He hasn't dumped you here has he?" "Oh no, no. He'll be back in a couple of hours. I've got a piece of TARDIS coral and I thought you might have something to help her grow."
Without a word Ianto walked back into the office. "Sure, no problem." Jack replied. "Let me put something on first, then I'll see what I've got." The immortal quickly ran into his office. John was about to walk over to the computers when a screech from above had him ducking. "What the hell?" He cried. "Wow!" Jaime stared up in awe at the creature flying around. Despite being here before she had never got to see it. Now she was actually seeing it in person. "That's Myfanwy, the Torchwood Pteradon." "They gave that thing a name?" "Yeah." She said, smiling as she followed the half Time Lord to the computers.
The last time Jaime had been in Torchwood she'd been very frightened and very scared, considering she'd just been transported to another universe via the rift. Nor had she known about her psychic/telekinetic abilities at the time. For awhile she had watched Jack and the Doctor sort out the various equipment to make a nursery for the TARDIS coral until she felt a telepathic presence in the back of her mind. It didn't come from John, nor did it come from the coral...yet. So, with curiosity Jaime followed the telepathic call until she came to the cells. "Oh hello! It's you." She said in a moment of awe and put her hands on the door. It was the Weevil and by the looks of it the one they called Janet. But something seemed off about her. The Weevil was crouched in the corner and whining while looking right at Jaime.
"What's wrong?" Are you sick?" She asked it, frowning. Then she remembered that Owen Harper had become King of the Weevils after he stayed alive from being dead. But she was not like Owen. She was very much alive. What was the other things that affected these creatures? She tried to remember only she'd rarely watched Torchwood because of its adult rating. Deciding to see if it was okay Jaime closed her eyes and stretched her mind out towards the Weevil, only feeling its fear. Why would it be scared? These things were supposed to be like wild dogs. "Oh!" She muttered in utter surprise. It...or she, Janet, was lonely, previously living with her own kind in the sewers. She also had her own name. She wasn't Janet, she was...the Weevil's whine of pain made Jaime open her eyes and left its mind. "Sorry, did I hurt you?" Her eyes were wide and she was aware her head was hurting. Maybe it felt her pain.
"What are you doing down here?" Asked a Welsh accented voice and Jaime turned to Ianto. He didn't look angry, just slightly miffed. "Uhhhh, something attracted me down here and I guess I found it." She looked back at the Weevil. "What's wrong with it?" Ianto narrowed his eyes at the creature. "They tend to react that way with other telepaths. They have mild telepathy. Don't you have some psychic powers?" 'Some?' She thought to herself with a grim smile. "Yeah. We recently found out I'm a..." She tried to remember it. "Uhh...omni-psychic." Ianto's eyes widened. "No wonder she's acting this way!" He said. "How powerful is your telepathy?" Jaime shrugged. "Powerful enough for the TARDIS to talk to me the minute after entering it." The Welshman blew out a breath. "Jack once explained to me what the TARDIS was like. How its sentient. I'd say you're beyond powerful, you're..." But Jaime shook her head. "Don't. Don't say it. I hate to think I have so much power." She shivered. "Come on, lets leave Janet alone."
They left the holding cells to return back to the main hub. "Why are you jealous of the Doctor?" Jaime suddenly asked and this question surprised Ianto. "What? Why'd you ask that?" "I'm Empathic," she replied. "I felt it when you saw John." Ianto's face had gone red and he didn't reply to Jaime's question. "Do you blame the Doctor for what happened to Lisa?" This time the Welshman stopped and stared at Jaime. She tried not to look back at the man because she was getting hints of his death at the hands of an alien. Wasn't it the...four...five...six? "No!" Ianto replied. "I don't blame the Doctor. I blame whoever thought the ghosts were a good idea." "Oh, okay then."
They made it back to the main Hub after a short walk. "Ah, you've found her." Jack said from the seating area. "Where was she?" "With Janet, sir." Ianto replied and Jack frowned. "She was reacting badly to..." The teen was about to interrupt but Jack beat her too it. "You're not to go down to the cells on your own again," he admonished her. "Not without somebody else anyway. What were you doing down there?" "I was just talking to her," a confused Jaime replied. "And she's..." "How exactly were you doing that? Just talking?" "Telepathy," Ianto spoke up. "As an Omni-psychic apparently she can." He said to Jack. This was news to the Immortal. "Is that what you are?" He asked and Jaime nodded. "Is that what you've been doing for two months? Finding out what you are?" She smiled sheepishly. "Actually it's only been over 24 hours since we last saw you." "No way! That's not enough time to miss us!" Jack said and he hugged the girl who giggled. "Where's John?" She asked after stepping back from the Captain. "The Doc is in my office sorting out the nursery for the baby TARDIS. It's an interesting hobby for when he's not saving the Universe." Jaime nodded, then a thought came to mind. "Do you have a combat area? I want to try out some of my abilities."
"So what you're saying, after Davros zapped you, like he did with Donna, it stabilised the telekinesis?" Jack reiterated and Jaime nodded. "And teleporting." She added. "I always had trouble with that one." Jack just frowned. Could he really let her show off certain abilities without the Time Lord equivalent of parental consent. "Come on Jack!" She'd noticed his hesitance. "I just need to test them out." Her wide eyes were pleading and could he really say no to that? Jack sighed. "Okay, fine. We can use the shooting range." "Cool."
Jaime, Jack and Ianto headed down to the range and Ianto set up several objects for her. Whilst he was doing that the teen stared at the firearms in their racks, falling into that distracted world of hers. It was easy to forget that Torchwood not only came across alien artefacts but aliens too...some good, some bad. Well at least Torchwood three is a lot more professional then one and two was. Jack noticed that she was doing and took the pistol from a rack, thinking it was interesting her, going so far as to get a full clip for it. What he didn't expect was for the gun AND the clip to suddenly escape his hands. It was floating in mid-air and he watched in awe as it floated back to the rack, along with the clip. Then he looked at Jaime who was holding her hand out and had a look of concentration on her face.
"Wow! I would say you've got it down to a T. Plus you've got the Doctor's temperament of not liking guns." Putting her hand down she nervously smiled at Jack. "But that was just a small object. I need to try out bigger objects." "Like a Dalek?" Jack remembered and she laughed nervously. "Yeah, something like that." "We've got a Dalek casing in storage." Ianto spoke up and Jack grinned. "When I returned to the hub it was there, dead in the doorway. Ianto or Gwen didn't know what to do with it." Jaime had been wondering when had a Dalek been in Torchwood. There'd been a Cyberwoman but not a...she gasped when it came to her. "Oh, you mean the one that got stuck in Tosh's Time lock?" This made Ianto blink. He'd never get used to that. "Yes!" He replied. So after dragging the casing out of storage, and exclaiming over its rank smell, Jaime stood several feet away from it looking disgusted. If there had been an actual Dalek in there she would have killed it without a second thought.
Holding her arm out Jaime once again concentrated, ignoring the headache. The Dalek casing soon easily lifted off the floor and hung in mid-air. She didn't know why but just the very sight of it was making her angry. She just really hated it. Then flashbacks came to her of what happened on the Crucible over 24 hours ago and she growled. Jack watched as a sudden wind kicked up and the shooting targets caught fire. "What's happening sir?" Ianto shouted over the wind, noticing the lights flicker. "I don't know!" Jack shouted back. "Jaime what are you doing?" The only thought in her mind right now was that she wanted to destroy it. And she did. The Dalek casing disintegrated leaving nothing but dust. She would have fallen to her knees if Jack hadn't caught her. "What the hell did you do?" Jack almost sounded angry. Jaime's head was hurting a lot so she quickly took a painkiller.
"I'm sorry. I don't know what happened. I don't know what I did." "What exactly were you thinking?" Jack asked. Instead of answering him she turned to the burning targets and helped Ianto put the fire out with her cryokinesis. "We'll that's handy!" Ianto muttered. "Jaime!" She looked at Jack with wide eyes. "I think I might have been angry and wanted to destroy it, then...that...happened. "Angry? That happened last time. Is this a normal thing for you? Someone or something angers you so you destroy them or even injure them?" "No!" Her eyes were wider. "No...I don't know...I don't know why." This whole anger issue felt new and confusing, but why did it feel familiar? "Do you want me to get the Doc here?" "No, no...it's okay...I'm okay now." She did her best to convince Jack she was fine. "You don't need to pull him from his work." "Are you sure?" Jack was just really worried. "Yeah." She smiled in a bid to reassure him. "Hmmm, okay. I think the Dalek was a bit too much considering it was only 24 hours for you since the whole Crucible thing." Jaime looked away, red faced and scared. "Do you still want to the test out your T.K? Try it on me if you want!"
This time Jaime smiled grimly at the Captain. "I don't think it'll work with you." "What do you mean?" Jack's brow was furrowed. "I can't feel your emotions." She said. "You're standing right there but I can't feel you. It's like you're not even here." He sighed. "I guess that's one of the problems with being immortal." He said. Ianto walked past with a couple of frozen charred targets. "But you can try it with Yan!" Jack lowed his voice and Jaime smiled mischievously. Ianto was almost out of the door when the frozen targets flew out of his hands and moved about in mid-air. "Hey!" Ianto cried and turned to Jaime. "What are you doing?" He noticed she was laughing happily which was quite a change to her angry persona almost a minute ago. "Put those down!" He said in a disciplined manner. "Okay!" She said and wondered if she could teleport them safely. The Doctor had told her in order to teleport an object she needed to say where she wanted the object to go. 90% of the time it had disappeared into nothingness never to be seen again. Hoping she would get it right she said out loud in a mutter; "Teleport: Jack's office." And the targets disappeared in a blink of an eye. "Where'd they go?" "Somewhere safe I hope!"
In Jack's office the Doctor just about managed to avoid having a bunch of frozen charred shooting targets land on him. "What the..." He muttered. "Where did that came from?" John noticed they were frozen. "Jaime? Did you do that?" He muttered. Back in the shooting range Jaime turned her attention to Ianto, holding her arm out. The Welshman began to float and his panicked cries and struggling made Jack laugh. "Put me down!" Ianto continued to struggle as she moved him across the room. "Hold still!" Jaime found it hard to concentrate while Ianto struggled. It was hurting her head. "I will once you put me down." "Fine. Teleport Ianto: Plass." And he disappeared in a blink of an eye. Jack gasped. "What did you do? Where did he go?" He shouted making the teenager flinch. "I...I think he's outside." She replied. "Oh really? How can you be so sure?" "If I can teleport Ianto then I could teleport myself, right?" She grinned. Only Jack shook his head. "No, that's not a good idea."
She wasn't listening though. 'Teleport:Plass.' Jaime went with the telepathic thought this time and Jack watched as she disappeared right in front of his eyes. "Shit!" The immortal uttered, panicking. Up on the Plass Jaime appeared out of thin air and looked around with wide eyes. Whatever the time was it had begun to get light in the early morning. Also there was a confused looking Ianto standing close to the water tower. He spotted Jaime and approached her. 'Teleport: Torchwood shooting range.'
Jack paced the room, still worried. He didn't know where Ianto was and now he didn't know where Jaime went to either. "Holy teleportation Batman! I can Teleport." Jack let out a scream of surprise and turned around. There she was, standing not too far from him and smiling. "Jack I can teleport!" She said and disappeared again. "Where the..." He took several steps to where she was last stood. "I can really teleport!" Once again Jack jumped in surprise and turned around. "Jesus, stop doing that." The immortal shouted. The teen cringed a little and nodded her head. "Sorry. I'm just really excited. I can actually teleport myself without a problem." He grunted, frowning. "What about your head? How's it feeling?" "It's fine. I guess it doesn't use as much power so it's not a problem." "Right." Jack shook his head and chuckled. "You gave me a fright missy. Never do that to me again." "Okay." She ran over to the Captain and hugged him. He hugged her back. "I'm sorry!" She said. "I really am!" "It's okay." He muttered.
The Doctor walked into the training range, looked around and spotted Jaime and Jack hugging. "Oh, there you are!" He said with a little smile. "Doctor!" Jaime stepped back from the Captain and looked at John. "I can teleport!" "What? Really?" Suddenly she disappeared right in front of his eyes. "Yes. Really!" Was her reply and John jumped in shock and surprise, turning to face her. She was laughing. "She did that to me too." Jack said, already feeling wary. "But that's..." His stunned expression turned into a grin. "That is Wizard!" The Doctor exclaimed. "Brilliant even. Wait 'til the Doctor and Rose find out about this." She nodded, also grinning, then Ianto came storming into the room. "A little warning wouldn't go amiss!" The Welshman snapped. "Ianto," Jack gathered him up. "Where did you go?" "I found myself standing on Roald Dahl Plass." He said. "That was very risky." John said to the teen. "Sorry." She mumbled. "No wonder I was confused." John said and Jaime frowned. "After some, what I presume, were targets nearly fell on me..." The teen grinned at Jack and Ianto. "...I went to look for you, only you kept disappearing...from here!" He tapped at his head. "Not only that but it felt like you were in a different parts of the building." "I didn't know that could happen." Jaime replied, sounding surprised.
"Wait a minute. Are you two together?" Jack asked. "Did you do some sort of Gallifreyan thing?" "No, not at all." Jaime and John denied. "We're just friends that's all." She nodded her head in agreement at this but Jack could see their faces turning red. "Anyway, I've sorted out the nursery. Come see!" The two exited the room and Jack and Ianto followed behind. Once the two time travellers were in Jack's office Jaime gasped in wonder. "Can you hear it!" John asked as he watched her kneel down beside the coral. "Yeah, it's only faint but she's there. Not as strong as the Weevil." John frowned in confusion, wondering what she was talking about. "What weevil was this?" She didn't answer him, instead she put her fingers on the coral and closed her eyes. "What are you doing?" John worried about her. "Connecting!" "Why?" "It wanted me too...I don't know why." The Doctor and Jack watched as she continued to connect to the TARDIS coral. "But it's only a baby, right? How can she do that?" Jack asked. "Well she IS an omni-psychic. That's as powerful as you can get."
After awhile Jaime tool her fingers off the coral and smiled grimly. The whole process had given her a worse headache. "You okay?" John checked, helping her up. "Yep. Just fine." "Are you really connected?" She nodded. "I can feel her in here." She pointed to her head. Despite having strong psychic abilities John hoped she hadn't overdone it. Turning to Jack he explained what the coral needed and considering there was a rift it would possibly grow faster. Meanwhile Jaime stretched her mind out expecting the coral to do the same. Except her mind connected with a fully grown TARDIS. *Hello!* She thought and got a surprised reply from said TARDIS. She giggled. "What is it?" This came from Jack. "Now that I've connected to the coral I've just stretched my mind out and found a fully grown TARDIS currently on Earth." "You sounded very Doctor-like there." Jack put in. John furrowed his brow at his friend and then looked at Jaime. "I'm aware that can be done. What of it?" "What if I could teleport right into the TARDIS?" This time John snorted. "Then I'd tell you it's completely impossible." "But I'm completely different from any other human. I'm going to try it."
His eyes widened. "You better not." Grinning she held out her hand. "Come on then!" "You heard what the Doctor said. He told us not to get into trouble." "What he won't know won't hurt him!" John groaned and held her hand. "Ready?" "No!" Seconds later they disappeared in a blink of an eye. "I really hope you don't get me into trouble." Jack muttered. Leaving his office he heard the Cog Door open and saw Gwen enter the hub. "Hey Jack. Quiet night?" She asked. "Not really. We had a couple of visitors." "Oh really? Who?" Before Jack could reply his phone went off and he immediately took the call. "Doc! Where the hell are you?" He asked and listened to the reply. "What?" Jack practically spluttered.
The two time travellers looked around at their surroundings. It was a TARDIS alright but it was not the one they expected. The console room was plain white with roundels on the walls. The console was rather classic looking. "Wow!" Jaime breathed. "A classic console room. Did one of your previous incarnations land in 2008?" "I don't think so," John inspected the console and groaned. "What is it?" "This TARDIS doesn't have a working dematerialisation circuit." Jaime was confused. "Why would it not have a working circuit?" John stared at her with raised brows. "I thought you were supposed to know everything about the Doctor?" "No, not everything. Just every adventure from the 9th Doctor to the 11th. I've seen very few classic stories. Most of them with the Fifth, Sixth and Seventh Doctors, along with the TV movie and the Eighth Doctor." "So nothing from his third incarnation?" Jaime shook her head. "I know what he looks like though. In my universe he was payed by Jon Pertwee. Why do you ask?" "Because this is his TARDIS and he's currently stuck on Earth." "How did that happen?" "The Time Lords put him on trial, forced a regeneration and exiled him to Earth as punishment." Jaime looked shocked. "That wasn't very nice." "No, it wasn't. The Time Lords have never been nice. It's why he left Gallifrey with Susan. We should go back." "Wait a minute!" Her eyes were wide. "What year is it?" John grimaced. "I was hoping you wouldn't ask that." He blew out a breath and looked around the TARDIS. "We've Time Teleported. My time sense isn't as strong as his but I believe we're in the 1970's."
She stared at the half Time Lord shocked. "We should really go back!" He said. "Help! Brigadier, help!" A voice cried from outside and they exchanged a glance before Jaime ran out of the TARDIS into what looked like a lab of some sort. Across the way a man with greyish hair was being strangled...by a... "Doctor! He's being strangled by a telephone!" John pulled his Sonic out and aimed it at the phone where it sparked and died. The man was able to breath freely and pull the wire from around him. "Are you okay Sir?" Jaime asked the man but before he could say anything the door slammed open and the Brigadier stormed in. "Who the devil are you?" He said when he saw the two strangers in the lab and thinking they might be attacking the Doctor, pulled a gun on them. They held their hands up. "Hello Sir Alistair." The male with the spiky brown hair spoke up. "You're...er, looking good." The girl just stared, frightened which caused several things in the lab to float. "Calm down Jaime." John tried to reassure the teen.
"It's okay Brigadier." The Doctor stood up. "They just saved me from being strangled by this," he pointed at the phone but Alistair was none the wiser. "The Nestene can affect anything plastic." The Doctor clarified. "Yes, quite." The Brigadier put his gun away. "So who are these people?" "I think, Brigadier, they came from the future. And I think he is a future me." "Yep!" John popped the 'p'. "That'll be me. Hello!" He said rather nervously. The Brigadier groaned. "Two of you is not what I needed today." He said. "Not with the Master on the loose." Jaime glanced at a grimacing John, her eyes wide. Still grumbling the Brigadier left the room, so the Doctor turned his attention to the two people from the future. The girl...Jaime...was now wandering about the lab. The man who was a future him didn't feel like him. He had a faint telepathic connection and he could only hear one heart. "Who are you?" The Doctor asked. "And how did you get here? I didn't hear the TARDIS...unless you parked inside mine."
John smiled. He had always been very perceptive... "John David Smith," he introduced. "Doctor John David Smith. And no, we didn't arrive in the TARDIS. We teleported." The Doctor was surprised at the name he always used, well apart from 'David'. He had no idea where that came from. "Rassilon. You're a Metacrisis." He suddenly said. "Part human, part Time Lord. How in Rassilon's sake did that happen?" "Uhhh, you don't want to know...believe me." "Right, paradoxes." The Doctor replied. "So how did you teleport?" Not by Vortex Manipulator?" John looked at Jaime with a faint smile. "No. We didn't use a VM. You couldn't tell me what year this is could you?" "Of course. It's 1971, January 2nd." "Thanks. I should call Jack." He took his phone out and called Jack Harkness in 2008.
"What the hell is this ugly thing?" Exclaimed Jaime who held the odd plastic troll doll. Somebody had decided to take shots at it along with a round of surgery. "Don't touch that!" The Doctor practically shouted and took it from her. "It's very dangerous." The teen flinched away from him. "No need to be angry with me. I didn't know." She huffed and walked away from him, then noticed the daffodil. She also picked this up only to let out a cry and drop it as if it was hot. "What is it?" The Doctor asked as she backed away from it. "Keep Jo away from it, it's going to hurt her." The Doctor blinked in surprise. "How did you know about Jo?" He asked, looking at the teenager very closely. Jaime stared at him. "Jo Grant," she replied. "Jo became your assistant this morning. You didn't like her and told her to leave after she thought you caused a fire." The Doctor could feel an odd sensation in the back of his mind. This girl was...but it was impossible.
"Stop right there, right now." Jaime stopped talking. "You're telepathic. Not just mild either. And I could feel you digging around in my mind." "Oh, she's more than just telepathic." John spoke up, having just finished his conversation with Jack. "Jaime is an omni-psychic." Now this really surprised the Doctor. "Goodness me, that's not possible. She is human isn't she?" "Yep. 21st Century." "2014." Jaime added and walked over to John to stand beside him. "And also from another universe." "A different universe?" The Doctor eyed the girl in fascination. "Yeah. There is this rift in Cardiff and Jaime came into our universe that way." John explained. "Interesting. I know of the place you mention. I've fuelled there several times."
He took out his Sonic and went to scan Jaime with it. She flinched and the Sonic disappeared from his grasp and landed on the floor on the other side of the room. "Well, I never!" The Doctor uttered while John chuckled. "She doesn't like having the Sonic Screwdriver waved at her. "Okay, sorry." He said and went to retrieve his Sonic. The Doctor was almost knocked out when Jo came storming back in, excited. "Doctor! The Brigadier said you have visitors?" "Indeed I do Miss Grant." The Doctor looked over at John and Jaime. "Hello Jo!" John said, grinning as he walked over to her. "Do I know you?" Jo frowned suspiciously. "Of course you do Jo. He's me from the future." "Oh!" She laughed. "Hello." Jaime watched as her Doctor and Jo shook hands. There was something familiar about the assistant but she couldn't figure it out because her head hurt so much.
"I'm Eighteen!" Jaime suddenly stated as she and John watched the Doctor, Jo and...Benton?...figure out how to stop the Master from abusing the Nestene for his own purpose. "What?" John frowned. "I thought you were Seventeen?" "I...was. I saw the date on Jack's desk. It was September 9th. My birthday is June 19th, 1997. It passed me by and I didn't even know." John turned to the teen with a slight smile. "In that case happy birthday. I promise we'll do something once we go back." Jaime smiled back at him. "No, it's okay. No need to worry." "What do you mean don..."
Jaime gasped as Jo walked by. "What? What is it?" John asked suddenly worried. "I just realised why she seemed so familiar." She replied. "Jo was on an episode of 'The Sarah Jane Adventures'." The Half-Time Lord was confused. "What's the Sarah Jane Adventures?" He asked, even more confused. "Sarah Jane has her own TV show in my universe and Jo was in an episode with the eleventh Doctor. She has a Grandson...Santiago Jones." Jaime explained. "Her actress is called..." She frowned, trying to remember. "Katy Mann...no, Manning. Katy Manning!" She stared at the assistant. "That's a very young Katy Manning." John smiled. "Nice to know she was happy enough to marry Cliff." He muttered.
Suddenly Jaime stiffened and her eyes widened. "I've got a feeling...a really bad feeling." She said and John looked at her. "What is it?" He asked, hoping it wasn't a paradox since they weren't supposed to be there. "Something's coming!" Her voice rose and she pointed to the area where the twisty stairs were. "Over there." The Doctor, Jo and Benton looked where she'd pointed, then at Jaime. "Some...one." John noticed she was shaking and put his arm around her shoulders. "What is it Doctor?" Jo gasped in wonder. "It must be some sort of Precognitive future sight!" The Doctor replied. "I think it's a danger intuition." John replied. "What's happening Jaime?" "He's coming!" She practically squeaked. "The man with the beard. His eyes! They're so..."
She screamed in fright, turned away and buried her face in John's shirt. He exchanged a glance with the Doctor. They both knew what that meant. "That's the Master!" The Doctor exclaimed. "He's coming here?" All the reply he got was her shuddering shoulders as she cried. "He must be or she wouldn't have seen it." John replied. "I don't think us being here is a good idea. Especially with what he can do." "Yes. He's already hypnotised Jo today. Who knows what he'd do with an omni-psychic." "Can we borrow Bessie?" The Doctor raised his brows. "Of course. Just bring her back in one piece." "Will do!" John soothed Jaime as they headed out of the room. "Are you sure that was wise Doctor?" Benton asked. "Of course. Who better to trust in driving Bessie than myself." The Doctor said with a grin.
Even though he hadn't been here in years John was still able to navigate the halls of the UNIT mansion. Jaime looked around nervously as they passed by several UNIT soldiers, various emotions passing by her. They made it outside and the sky was grey, though it was warm. "Do you feel any better?" John asked the teen. "Yeah, I'm okay." She frowned. "Was that really the Master?" "Oh yes. He's a powerful hypnotist and very bad news." "His eyes were just so..." She closed her eyes and shivered. "It's best not to think about it. Come on." Next they made their way over to the garage and Jaime laughed when she saw the car. It was a Vintage Yellow Roadster...well, not Vintage just yet considering they were in the 1970's. "This is what you call Bessie?" "Yes. What are you laughing for?" He had a hurt expression on his face and even though he was a Metacrisis he obviously loved the little Roadster. "Oh, nothing. It's just yellow...and cute. Why'd you name it Bessie?" "It is a she and...he just wanted to call her Bessie." "Okay."
Approaching the car John climbed into the drivers side. Jaime followed seconds later but noticed something about the car. "There's no seat belts." She said. "Yes. That's because the 1965 seat belt legislation hasn't been fully observed but by 1979 it's the law for all cars in the U.K to require seat belts...what?" The teenager was grinning at him, admiring him in all of his Doctory-ness. She didn't care that he was a Metacrisis. He was HER Doctor and no-one could change that. "Nothing!" She said and jumped into the passenger side. "Wow, this car has seen a lot of action!" She suddenly stated. "That's a Silurian...wow!" John chuckled at this, started the car and drove out of the garage. They were stopped at the base exit by a UNIT Soldier. "Who are you? What are you doing in the Doctor's car?" "It's okay," John replied. "He said we could borrow it." The UNIT soldier scowled. "No, I'm not having that. Wait there." He pointed his gun at the two time travellers as he took a hold of his radio. The gun frightened Jaime. In fact all guns frightened her. "No, really. It is okay." She spoke up and the guard looked at her. "Let us past, please!" The guard nodded and lifted the barrier, then John drove out of the base and turned left.
He noticed a confused frown on her face. "That was weird. It's almost as if he'd been tricked by a Jedi." She looked at the Half-Time Lord. "I'm not a Jedi am I?" "No," John replied. "It was some form of mind control. Never try that again. It can damage the mind of the victim." "Sorry," she muttered. "I don't know how I did it anyway." They were both enjoying the feel of the open road, the wind blowing through their hair, the Doctor whooping excitedly, until Jaime stiffened in her seat. The sense of danger had returned and it was stronger than ever. Panicked she closed her eyes and tried to take deep calming breaths. 'What is it? What's the danger?' She thought to herself. 'Why the bad feeling?' Jaime heard the sound of another vehicle passing by and heard the Doctor say; "Honestly, some people! Going that fast they're gonna end up leaving the road." Opening her eyes as that bad feeling passed Jaime watched the black van disappear at such a speed up the road. Had it been the van that was going to be the danger? It kinda felt that way.
The two time travellers continued up the road, enjoying the drive. "Hah! See? What did I tell you!" Up ahead was the same van from earlier and it was on the grass verge. The driver looked like he was inspecting the wheels. That bad feeling returned ten-fold. "Looks like he needs help. We should stop." Eyes wide Jaime stared at the Doctor. "I don't think we should." He looked surprised. "Why not?" "I've got a bad feeling." The Doctor smiled. "It was probably them crashing off the road." But she shook her head as the Doctor parked up behind the van. "It's not that." He jumped out of the car and asked the driver if he was okay. "You don't understand!" The bad feeling got even worse and she couldn't shake it off. Then it came to her and she gasped. "John! We have to go! He's Torchwood." The Doctor and the driver looked at her. "What?" The Half-Time Lord exclaimed. Suddenly they were attacked and the last thing Jaime saw before blacking out was her Doctor being dragged into the van.
And so here she was, stuck in a cell where-ever the hell they were in the U.K, imprisoned by Torchwood. Just how many times had they tried to capture the Third Doctor only to fail? Only now they had managed to capture a Metacrisis version of the Tenth Doctor...and herself. This adventure was not going well. Jaime really needed to get out of this cell and she really needed to know how John was, considering she could still feel his pain. What were the bastards doing to him?
She moved towards the door and banged loudly. "Hey, hey...let me out!" She shouted. "Right now!" Sure, she could just teleport out of the room but she didn't know what these people could do if they knew she was an Omni-psychic. Torchwood were very dangerous people...well, apart from Jack's Torchwood.
Hearing the lock unclick the teen stepped back and watched as the door opened. A man with short sandy hair stepped into her cell, looking at her with curiosity. "Hello." He said with a smile. What was he trying to do? Pretending to be friendly? "What have you done with the Doctor?" Jaime shouted. "Where's John?" He raised his brows. "Is that what you're calling him? The alien?" The guy was already making her angry, John was more than an alien. "Don't worry. He's being well looked after." Jaime flinched at the grin and she felt the malevolence wash off him. "You, however don't even exist...at least not yet. What year do you come from?" She stayed silent. "Fair enough. You show a hint of a psychic ability and have some sort of background energy. My colleagues thought you too was an alien but it turns out you're human. You know, you could come in handy, you know that?" Jaime stepped back, not liking this at all. "Where's the TARDIS?" He suddenly asked. "You travel with him so you should know where it is." 'If it's alien it's ours.' Jaime thought to herself, feeling the anger rising. 'Typical!'
"NO! WHERE'S THE DOCTOR?" She roared, noticing him cry out and cover his ears. "I WANT THE DOCTOR!" Now that he was distracted Jaime slammed her arm forward and the Torchwood employee was blasted back, hitting the wall and getting knocked out. Exiting the cell the teen looked around, stretched her mind out and turned right. She had to find the Doctor and get out of here. As she walked the corridors in her search she ran into several more Torchwood employees and they all ended up being blown back by a telekinetic blast.
Finally she came across a room she knew the Doctor was in. Opening it and walking in Jaime saw that it was some sort of...science/medical lab and on the other side of the room was John. He was shirtless and tied down on a medical table being electrocuted. His pained screams greatly upset the teenager. She could feel the anger rising. "Stop that, you're hurting him!" Jaime shouted and the Medical Examiner whirled on her in surprise. "How the hell did you get out?" His accent was Scottish. In fact most of their accents had been Scottish. Were they in Scotland? That would make sense considering Torchwood originated in Glasgow. Queen Victoria had a lot to answer for. Without saying anything Jaime slammed her arm forward and the M.E flew back against the wall. Now she ran to John and unlocked his bonds via telekinesis then pulled the electrodes off him.
"John...Doctor, are you okay?" It was no use, he was unconscious...no, wait...he wasn't unconscious he was... "John?" He wasn't breathing! "NOOO!" Jaime roared, eyes wide. She pulled him off be table onto the floor with a grunt, totally confused. "I don't know what to do!" She cried. "DOCTOR!" She screamed and it echoed oddly before she slammed her fist onto John's chest. For some reason her mum had never taught her how to do CPR in all her home teachyness. Why! Again she slammed her fist on John's chest but it still didn't do anything. "I'm sorry!" She cried. "This is all my fault. Jaime gathered him up and kissed him on the forehead, sobbing pitifully, not noticing various instruments floating in mid-air and a wild wind kick up. Movement from across the room made her look up and THAT'S when she snapped. The wind kicked up, turning into an indoor hurricane. "What the hell?" The M.E enquired and stared at the now standing Jaime. "What are you?" He asked.
"My name is Jaime MacInarah, I'm human and you just killed my friend." Her eyes had turned Chocolate brown again with golden flecks and her left hand shot out towards the M.E. He screamed in pain as he was frozen from the inside-out. Once the M.E was dead various fires broke out in the room not to mention electronic explosions. Ignoring all this Jaime turned back to the Doctor, took a hold of him and dragged him up off the floor with a loud scream that rattled the walls of the room, cracked some even. For a five-foot-five teen female she was really quite surprisingly strong as she carried John David Smith over her shoulder. She spotted the Sonic on the table, floated it over, grabbed it and put it in her pocket. With a very pissed off expression on her face and a thin trickle of blood coming from her nose Jaime made her way out of the room and through the corridor.
Along the way she was leaving a fire trail that easily spread and if anyone else were to get in her way she would have no qualms about killing anymore Torchwood employees. After all they had killed her friend. Something in her was guiding her towards an exit and once she reached the right door she blasted it open. They were almost out but there were more Torchwood employees...about five of them and they looked freaked for only a second. Then they all pointed their guns at her and John.
However that didn't last long as she made all the guns explode in their hands, causing major injuries. Quickly the teen exited out of door of the building into a chilly day and a car park. She was well aware they were on an island in the middle of nowhere. How those bastards managed to do that Jaime had no idea. Taking great care the teen gently laid the Doctor onto the ground and turned back to the building. It was just an ordinary looking non-description stone building and she totally lost it. The anger flared, her hands caught fire and her dark eyes glowed. "AAAUUGGHH..." Jaime screamed until she no longer could be heard as she blasted the building none stop with telekinesis, fire and ice. The windows of the cars shattered, the ground shook and a bad storm was developing overhead with lightning strikes. It was like hell on earth.
when John opened his eyes he thought he was dead. The sky overhead was grey and overcast. He thought he might have gone where dead Time Lords go. But he was not a full Time Lord. Also could he really be dead if he could feel pain? Every muscle in his upper body ached painfully and he was dimly aware somebody had kissed him. Had it been Jaime? Wait! Where was she? The smell of electric and fire wafted up his nostrils and he groaned, tried to move in a bid to find Jaime. "Move," he growled. "Move." John achingly forced himself to sit up, noticing windowless cars. He then noticed he was shirtless. How had he gotten outside when the last thing he could remember was of being tortured by Torchwood? "Jaime?" He shouted. "Jaime? Where are you?" He heard sobbing nearby and looked around. What he saw made him gasp.
The ground was cracked, a building was in smouldering ruins, half of it collapsed. At least two people lay on the ground near the building, their bodies broken and John knew this had to be the work of Jaime. The Half-Time Lord scrambled over to the teenager. "Jaime, what did you do?" He asked, staring at the building, then at the girl. Her nose had bled heavily. "Mummy! I didn't mean to do it!" Jaime sobbed, her voice was child-like. "What?" John narrowed his eyes, unsure what he'd just heard. "He was being nasty to me. I don't know what happened." "Oh okay." She had regressed in some way due to a bad memory. "Come here." The Donna in him gathered her up in his arms and began to rock her, soothing her. "Mummy, my head hurts!" She complained. "I'm not surprised." The Doctor muttered, staring at the building.
He searched her pockets and found her painkillers, making her take one in order to stem the brain bleed. He also found his Sonic in one of her pockets but he couldn't find his mobile. Of course, it had been taken by Torchwood. "The Doctor is so not going to like this!" John muttered and tried to move, only the teen clung to him tightly. "It's okay. I just need to call for help." She didn't move. "Okay, I'm really so sorry for this." John made her sleep, laid her on the ground and approached the ruined building.
in 1851 Victorian London it was Christmas Day and the Londoner's were just about getting over an attempted Cyberman invasion. Thanks to the Doctor, Rose, Rosita and Jackson Lake they had foiled the plot and rescued Jackson's child from certain death. Jackson Lake was a very odd case indeed. Hit by a CyberStamp he thought he was the Doctor...until the actual Doctor and Rose did some digging around. They helped him regain his memories and rescued his kidnapped child.
In return Jackson invited the couple for Christmas dinner and they agreed. "We really should be going now," the Doctor said as he and Rose were halfway out of the door. "We left some friends in the future." "Of course!" Jackson replied with a happy grin. "Off into time and space." "Exactly!" The Doctor replied, also smiling. "It's been an honour to meet you both." Jackson then hugged the Time Lord and Rose before leaving them in the open doorway. "I'm so glad he understood all that." The Doctor said. "Well he did think he was you." Rose replied and looked up, a grin spreading on her face.
"Uhhh, Doctor!" The blonde dragged him back just as he was about to leave. "Rose?" He enquired, frowning. She pointed up and he looked, a grin also spreading on his face. "Ah! Mistletoe. Reminds me of our little jaunt to Glasgow. There's not any Werewolves nearby are there?" Rose chuckled. "No. People tend to kiss under them." The Doctor went a tad nervous and red faced. "Oh really?" "Yes, really." She smirked. "You wanna go first or shall I?" Rose was doing her best to ignore his nervousness. After all it was probably a first time kiss...at least she hoped. "Okay..." Putting his hands on her shoulders he moved his face towards Rose and prepared to kiss her.
That's until he grunted and stumbled with his hands on his head. "Doctor?" Rose panicked and followed him. "Doctor, what is it?" "Jaime!" He replied. "Psionic attack. They're in trouble!" The Doctor took off at a run towards the TARDIS and Rose followed. Damn it was hard to run in Victorian dress. "How can they be in trouble?" Rose shouted back. "What trouble could they get into in Cardiff?" "You'd be surprised!" The Doctor replied. "Torchwood Cardiff isn't exactly known for being quiet. They get into all sorts of scrapes." They reached the TARDIS and scrambled in with the Doctor starting up the controls. The rotor began to move up and down as they dematerialised into the Vortex.
Rose noticed the worried expression on his face and it was obvious he cared deeply for the girl. "You really care for her don't you?" Rose asked him and he glanced at her for a moment. "Yes. She's more than just a companion, Rose. As a 'in loco parentis' it's my duty to look after her, to keep her out of trouble." "So what...she's your...?" Rose enquired and the Doctor turned red again. "Foster Daughter." He replied. She snorted laughter, she hadn't meant too and she could see she had offended him. "What?" He asked, turning towards Rose. "Nothing." She said, shaking her head. "No, it must be something or you wouldn't be laughing!" "It's Scouts honour. I can't say anything." "Rose!" He warned, the look on his face telling her he was in no mood for games. Rose sighed. "Fine," she said. "I asked her what sort of relationship she had with you..." The Doctor had flashbacks to Rose meeting Sarah Jane. "...and...well, she...uhh...see's you as a father figure." His expression showed shock. "Really?" He asked and Rose nodded. "Yeah, that's what she said." Now she could see he was proud. "You've come a long way from disliking domestics." Rose told him.
The Doctor grinned just as the TARDIS landed with a thump. "Come on. Let's see what they've gotten themselves into." The two time travellers exited into the hub. "Alright. What trouble have they gotten into?" He loudly exclaimed. "I specifically told them not to get into trouble."
Jack was stood next to Gwen's workspace looking nervous. "What makes you think they're in trouble?" He asked, smiling nervously. Gwen shook her head and Ianto stayed away. The Doctor narrowed his eyes and looked around. "He's not here. Did he go out? Did you send him out on a mission?" Jack just looked even more nervous. "Hey Rose," Mickey spoke up, coming from the break area. "What are you wearing?" She looked down and smiled grimly. "Oh yeah. We spent Christmas in 1851 Victorian London. There were Cybermen...long story. What about you? You still working for Torchwood?" "Yeah. They needed a computer whizz and they got me. Martha's here too but only as a UNIT liaison."
"What do you mean they're not here? Where did they go?" The Doctor shouted at Jack who was now cringing. "Go easy on him boss," Mickey spoke up. "He's been worrying over what to tell you all day. Thought you might toss him out of an airlock or something." "It's not a bad idea!" The Doctor growled. "They teleported," Jack squawked. "John said they would be back as soon as they could but they haven't come back yet." The Doctor narrowed his eyes. "What do you mean...teleported?" "Jaime wanted to try out her telekinesis, including teleporting." "So...what? They're somewhere in the U.K?" Jack shook his head. "She connected to the TARDIS coral." "And?" The Doctor knew something serious was coming up. If she had even connected to it this early then...
"She had this weird idea she could stretch her mind out to connect with a close enough TARDIS on Earth." The Doctor looked shocked. "What happened next?" Rose asked. "It worked and they both teleported. Minutes later John called to say they were fine...and the were in 1971." "What?" The Doctor exclaimed, his mouth wide open. "What does that mean Doctor?" Rose asked. "It means she didn't just teleport. She time teleported. And if there is a TARDIS on Earth in 1971 then that means..." The Doctor groaned and Jack smiled nervously. "They're with my Third incarnation...and things weren't really...safe...back then." "I've only ever seen surveillance photo's of him," Jack replied. "Back in the 1970's Torchwood really wanted to net you. They never did, always too wily apparently."
The Doctor smirked. "Right." He turned back to he TARDIS only for Jack to stop him. "What is it?" "Jaime has some serious anger issues and I think it might be PTSD." The Time Lord furrowed his brow. "Why do you say that?" He asked. "What did she do?" "We have...had a Dalek casing from an incursion and when she used her T.K everything went weird." "Go on." "Fires broke out, a wind kicked up and then she disintegrated the Dalek casing. I asked her what she'd been thinking and she said what the Daleks did on the Crucible. The Doctor shook his head. "You can be an idiot sometimes Jack." He was about to turn away again but this time Rose stopped him. "Hold on Doctor. You never explained how Jack is still alive after that Dalek shot him on the Crucible." A nervous Doctor looked at Rose while rubbing the back of his neck and smiling grimly.
"Are you okay, Rose?" The Doctor asked as they hurtled through the Vortex to 1971. "Yeah, yeah. It's just a bit of a shock really. I, as Bad Wolf, brought Jack back to life. Only he's immortal and can't stay dead. "Best not dwell on it," he told the blonde. "You weren't yourself at the time." Rose frowned at him. Of course she weren't herself but it still made her feel guilty. "We're almost there." The Tenth Doctor said, trying to ignore the look she was giving him. "Isn't it a bit dangerous? Meeting a past version of yourself?" Rose asked. "What about Paradoxes?" "Nah, it'll be fine." He replied. "I tend to bump into myself all the time. Anyway, I've got memories suddenly flooding in...so he must have suppressed them...until now!" Rose wasn't convinced.
In a UNIT lab on January 2nd 1971 a sudden wind kicked up and a wheezing/groaning sound was heard. "Doctor!" Jo Grant gasped as she, the Third Doctor, the Brigadier and Benton stepped back as the TARDIS began to materialise. When it was solid the door opened and a man with wild spiky hair, brown eyes in a brown pinstripe suit and a coat stepped out. He was followed by a blonde girl in a Victorian dress. "Alright, where are they?" The Tenth Doctor demanded. "Doctor, I don't understand," Jo said. "He looks just like the other one." "It's simple Jo," the Third Doctor replied. "He was only a half me. This man here is a full me. From the future." "Well?" Ten continued to demand. "So he's you?" The blonde in the Victorian dress asked as she stared at the younger version of the Doctor. "He looks so...dapper." Ten smiled at this. "That's one way of putting it. Dandy, is another word."
Three looked insulted. "I can't believe you actually had a job." She now said, looking around the room. "I can't say the same about you!" Three said to Ten. "What have you done with your hair? And why are you wearing sand shoes?" The Brigadier groaned. The Doctor arguing with himself was not what he needed right now. Even Jo looked stunned. "Oi!" Ten approached Three. "They're converse 'Mr I'm so impressive with Karate'." Three huffed. "We'll really, I've never been so... "HEY!" Rose stepped in between the Doctors. "What's with the verbal sparring? Does this always happen?" "Personality clash." Ten muttered. "And who might you be?" Three asked her. "Rose," she replied. "Rose Tyler." He looked at her closely, noticing something different about this human. "Rose?" Three was surprised. "Your name is Rose?" He was thinking about Susan and wondered what she was doing now.
"You've been touched by the Vortex! Goodness me man, what did you do to her?" He accused Ten. "He didn't do anything." Rose defended her Doctor. "It's a long story. But right now we're looking for two friends of ours." "Ah, yes. There's a bit of a problem..." "We believe they were taken by Torchwood." The Brigadier said. "What?" Ten turned pale. "I'll go get my phone." Rose raced back to the TARDIS. "What the hell happened?" Ten demanded. "Jaime...amazing girl by the way...she had a precognitive vision of he Master and it frightened her." Ten frowned, confused. "So your twin asked to borrow Bessie and the next thing I know it's being towed back without its passengers. On board CCTV suggests the van belonged to the Torchwood Institute. Don't know why they've got it in for me." "You'll find out soon enough. Thanks."
And Ten ran back to the TARDIS where it dematerialised. "Doctor, I can't get in touch with J.D." Rose said as she re-entered the console room with her mobile. "What about you?" The Doctor was using the console phone but all he was getting was constant ringing. "How many Torchwood buildings are their anyway?" "Well, as far as we know there was the one in London, there's Cardiff and then the one in Glasgow. But this is the 1970's. they might be scattered all over the place." "So how are we supposed to find them?" "Working on it!" He replied and went to consult the monitor, typing something in. Seconds later a beeping was heard from the monitor.
"What's that?" Rose asked while the Doctor was frowning, then he smiled. "Homing beacon, from a Sonic Screwdriver." He said. "Oh, you smart Old Girl." "Where's it coming from?" This time the Doctor narrowed his eyes. "The Shetland Islands. There's a Torchwood on the Shetland Islands?" "How'd they even manage to transport Jaime and J.D without raising suspicion?" Rose asked and the Doctor snorted. "Torchwood have obviously been breaking the laws for years." He put his hand on the lever after setting the co-ordinates. "Well then, allons-y." And he pulled it down, the TARDIS thundering through the Vortex.
On the Island of Foula in 1971 on January 4th, John David Smith had moved from the car park to a hidden spot with Jaime. He'd found a homing beacon setting on his Sonic and turned it on. Now he was waiting and worrying. Despite being only half Time Lord he could tell he was on the Shetland Islands...however he didn't know which one. Not only that, he didn't want to be caught by the locals if they were pro-Torchwood. And he was cold. John hadn't been able to retrieve his shirt or his mobile from the ruined building. It's foundations were unstable. Jaime let out a sleepy whimper and shifted in his arms. "Shush," he soothed. "It's going to be okay." Then he said; "I'm not!" He knew he was going to be in trouble with the Doctor and he was not looking forward to it.
That favourite sound of his was heard and a new wind kicked up along with the Atlantic wind. The TARDIS materialised in the car park. The Doctor exited first, then Rose exited next. They both stared at the ruined building. "What happened here?" Rose gasped, looking at the half crushed car. "An omni-psychic happened here, that's what!" He practically growled. "John, Jaime! Where are you?" The Doctor shouted. "Over here!" Came a familiar voiced reply from behind a low wall.
They ran around it to get to the two hapless travellers. "What the hell were you thinking?" The Doctor shouted, making John cringe. "Why didn't you stop her?" "She was set on teleporting even after I told her it was a bad idea. I HAD to go with her." "What?" The Doctor looked at his twin after using the Sonic to scan Jaime, noticing some new things. "I meant that!" He pointed at the ruined building and John looked at it. "To be honest I don't know what happened. I thought I'd died." He said and The Doctor looked even more confused. "Next minute, I wake up out here and Jaime's having this weird flashback to her childhood." Whatever happened was going to be explained later. "OK, hand her over." The Doctor took Jaime from John, hearing Rose gasp. "J.D! What happened?" She asked, looking at the bruises on his wrists. "Oh, nothing." John smiled grimly. "That's not nothing." The Doctor said. "Come on!" They all hi-tailed it back to the TARDIS and it dematerialised seconds later.
"Get on the bed." The Doctor ordered as he placed Jaime on another. They were in the Med-bay now. "Do I have to?" John whinged and the Time Lord looked at him with raised brows. "Look, you may be a Time Lord but you're also part human. Now get on the bed." He practically forced his twin onto the bed. "Alright, alright!" He put his hands up in defence, then got comfortable on the bed. Happy in the knowledge that the Doctor accepted him as a Time Lord.
In the other bed Jaime began to whimper again so Rose went to comfort her. "Right then!" The Doctor muttered, looking at the monitor above John's head. He frowned. "This says you arrested and was dead for at least three minutes. What happened?" "Well as far as I can remember I woke up in some mad scientists lab tied to a table and since the guy thought I was you decided to experiment on me. I was electrocuted and no matter how many times I told him I was human he wouldn't listen." "That's odd. You don't show any signs of electrical damage. It's like something...healed you." "I AM a half Time Lord." John replied. "No, this is different. It's a healing energy of some kind."
The Doctor's eyes wandered to the sleeping Jaime. John looked at her too. "You don't possibly think..." "She is an omni-psychic after all and one of their abilities is healing." Rose listened as she comforted the teenager. "Whether she knew what she was doing or not still needs to be answered." The Time Lord turned his attention back to John. "What the hell were you thinking, letting her Time Teleport. You should have jumped straight back." The Half-Time Lord huffed. "I'm not even sure she could. That's why I told Jack where we were. Nor did we expect to land in your third incarnation's TARDIS." "But teleporting into a TARDIS is...impossible." "Not for Jaime it's not," John replied. "Anyway when we were at UNIT she told me she was Eighteen." "I thought she was Seventeen!" "She was, but she noticed the date was September 9th and her birthday is June 19th 1997." "Then maybe we should do something for her." Rose suggested.
The Doctor nodded. "So what happened next?" He asked his twin. "Well, we rescued him when he was being strangled by a phone, then we stayed awhile until she sensed danger from the Master." The Doctor shivered slightly and frowned. "She's watched episodes about us. She would have known." He said this in native language but John shook his head, unsure if the Doctor had told Rose which universe Jaime came from. "Nope. She said she hadn't seen anything from your 4th, 3rd, 2nd or 1st incarnations." He replied in the same language. "Hey! What are you talking about?" Rose asked from Jaime's bedside. "Oh nothing." The Doctor replied and motioned for John to carry on.
"I asked to borrow Bessie and on the road a black van passed by at speed. We saw it again further down where it appeared to be in trouble." He sighed and shook his head. "I should have listened to her when she told me it was a bad idea. The fact she told me they were Torchwood seemed to catch them off guard. Me included. The Doctor appeared to be thinking. "Anyway, how did you know we were in trouble?" John enquired. "It was some sort of psychic call wasn't it?" Rose spoke up. "Psionic call." The Time Lord corrected. It was a Psionic call. A surprised John looked at Jaime then back at the Time Lord. "All the way from 1971? Where were you?" "Christmas 1851 in Victorian London," the Doctor answered. "Being an Omni-psychic does have it's good points!" He muttered. "I'm feeling fine now!" John said and was about to get off the bed when he was wracked by a set of sneezes.
"What was that?" Rose asked, her eyes wide. An equally wide-eyed John had his hands over his mouth while the Doctor smirked. "Firstly, you were tortured, secondly you've just been stuck on a small island in the Atlantic. You're bound to catch a cold or flu. You're staying put. Rose, go to the wardrobe and fetch a jumper." She nodded and exited the med-bay. The Half-Time Lord groaned and laid his head back on he pillow. "Of all things to happen!" He moaned, "stupid human body." The Doctor was about to check his temperature when a whimpering Jaime woke up with a strangled cry, screaming loudly until the Doctor ran to her side.
"It's alright," he soothed, hugging the girl. "You're okay, you're home now." Her eyes were still wide and her brown hair stuck to her sweat soaked forehead. "No," she croaked. "No! They killed him...I didn't mean to!" She cried leaving the Doctor confused. "What do you mean?" "John.. " she battled through the tears. "I killed...they killed...I didn't know how!" She sobbed. The girl was obviously very confused so he moved and pointed to John. "No, he's very much alive...see!"
Her eyes red from the tears she looked at the Half-Time Lord to see him smiling tiredly at her and she let out a happy cry before trying to get off the bed. But the Doctor wouldn't let her for medical reasons and it made her so angry she punched him. He flew back with an 'oof!' While Jaime scrambled over to John and she hugged him, clinging to him like a limpet. "Jesus! Doctor are you okay?" He asked, concerned. He couldn't move from the bed even if he wanted to.
"Doctor?" Rose walked in with a warm jumper to find him struggling to get up off the floor. "What happened?" She asked, helping him up and tossing the item to the other Doctor. "Oh, nothing much!" The Time Lord replied, staring at the girl snuggling up to John with disapproval. "It seems she's gained some sort of Super Strength." John saw the look of hurt in his twins eyes. "You know, I don't think she really knew what she was doing." He said. "She still seemed to be stuck in her memories." The Doctor just nodded sadly.
"I always wondered why Yvonne asked if I'd ever been to the Shetland Islands. Now I know why. It was you two causing trouble." John smiled grimly at this. "We didn't set out to do this on purpose you know. Anyway, I don't think you'll get much from Jaime when she's in this state." Rose nodded and dragged the Doctor out of the med-bay, leaving the two to recover from their wayward misadventure.