She was having that dream again. The one where she could see her mum lying in bed of a mental hospital. A nurse was checking on her and once the woman would leave the girl decided she would try to contact her. After awhile the nurse left the ward and Jaime took her chance.
She willed herself to move forward and it worked...only she was floating. 'Weird!' Now she attempted to talk. "Mum!" It was only a whisper at first. "Mum!" It was a little louder this time and the woman in the bed groaned. "MAM!?" "Go away." The woman groaned. "My daughter disappeared but they don't believe me. She's not dead...you're not real." Jaime just about managed to hold back a sob. "No, mum. It really is me. Well, except I'm not actually here." She put her hand on her mum's cheek and the woman gasped, sitting straight up.
She stared at her daughter who was transparent. "Jaime? Why do you look like a ghost?" She smiled sadly at this. "It's called Astral Projection mam. Why didn't you tell me I was psychic?" She gasped, her eyes wide. "I was scared...I was doing the right thing...oh Jaime, you're more than just psychic. It's dangerous." Jaime sighed. "I know. The Doctor says I'm an Omni-psychic." Her mum frowned in confusion. "What Doctor is this? Where did you go?" "The Cardiff rift sent me back in time to 2008." "But that only exists in Doctor Who..." "No mam. It's real. It didn't just send me back in time but to another universe. The Doctor's universe." Recognition seemed to dawn in her mum's eyes but what she said next was different. "Don't lie Jaime. Where are you?" "Oh mum! I told you. I'm with the Doctor. He helped me control my abilities." "Really?" She still didn't believe her daughter. "Which one?" "The Tenth. He's really happy now that Rose stayed with him. So did Tentoo." Her mum blinked in shock. "What did you do?" "I made them stay. I made him confess his love to Rose. I even gave Tentoo a name. John David Smith. He likes it."
The nurse had come back and was watching the woman in the bed talk to herself. She called for help and told her team the woman in the bed was suffering a relapse. Jaime sensed this before turning back to her mum. "I'll find a way to get back to you. I'll find a way and get you out of here." The nurse and her back-up approached the patient. "Alright Ms MacInarah, looks like you need your rest." "I'm fine!" The woman growled back, still staring at Jaime. "Okay, hold her." The woman and her daughter screamed while the nurse put something in a syringe.
"Don't you dare," Jaime screamed angrily. "Let her go, let her go! Mum...mam!" She could sense she was beginning to wake, along with somebody feeling worried. "I'll be back," she cried. "Don't worry." She began to fade from view. "MAM!" Jaime screamed loudly in her sleep until she jerked awake, hazel eyes flashing open. The young girl whimpered, frightened at what she saw in the dream. "Hey there, you're okay," a familiar voice told her. "It's just a bad dream, that's all." A warm hand touched her cheek and she instantly knew who it was...though he did sound a bit odd. "John?" She croaked and hugged him pretty hard. "Careful! I don't have a respiratory bypass system." He complained. She giggled and sat up to look at him. He looked tired and he wore a warm jumper. "You sound weird." She said to him and the thought never occurred they'd been lying on the same bed in the med-bay.
John smirked at this. "I have what you humans call 'the common cold'." He replied with air quotes. The girl frowned. "How did that happen?" "What do you mean?" He too looked confused. "We ended up in the Shetland Islands...prisoners of Torchwood." "Oh yeah." She was thinking now. "How did you get us out?" She asked and John blinked in surprise. "Sorry?" "I thought you were dead!" She suddenly sobbed, tears in her eyes. "I tried everything and I couldn't get you to wake!" She was crying openly now so John sat forward and pulled the teen into a hug. "Shhh, it's okay. I'm here. See." He was about to ask her what she meant earlier but he sneezed several times. "Bless you!" Jaime squeaked, hugging him back. Then the door opened and Rose popped her head in.
"Everything alright in here?" She enquired. "Just about!" John replied. "I feel so blocked up I can barely smell anything." Now Rose walked into the room with a tray of food and drink. "No cure for the common cold." She replied smugly. "Got breakfast for you." "That's what you think. Thanks." He watched as the tray was placed on a little table before turning his attention back to Jaime. She reached out and snatched up a sandwich. "What did you mean earlier?" The girl grunted and Rose wondered what they were talking about. "You asked how we got out. Don't you remember how?" "J.D! Give her a break." Rose admonished. "I was dreaming of my mam again." Jaime muttered. "Yes, I already know that. Your screaming woke me up!" He replied, frustrated. "I was asking..." "No. I want to know about your dream." The blonde gave John a 'don't push it' look.
"She's still in the mental hospital." Jaime said quietly. "But this time I spoke to her." They both stared at the girl. "Say again?" John said. "I spoke to her. I've tried so many times but it never seemed to work." "Right, so what happened this time?" Rose asked. "She knew I disappeared but they told her I was dead or..." She frowned. "She knows where I am now. I told her I'm in this universe with the Doctor." "That's good. But do you think that was wise?" John enquired. "It may cause more harm than good." Jaime stared at her half-eaten sandwich, feeling their worry. Worry for her. "I have to get her out of there!" She whispered before continuing to eat the rest of her sandwich. Rose and John exchanged a worried glance. The blonde didn't know what was worse. Only being able to speak to her mum via phone call, or speaking to and seeing her via Astral Projection and not being able to do anything. Rose shuddered.
"Can we go back to what happened in the Shetlands." Jaime furrowed her brow at the Half-Time Lord. "You asked how we got out. Do you not remember how we did that?" The teen appeared to be thinking before she looked back at John. "I thought it was you." She said. "No. I woke up outside when I know I was inside." He was being very careful with what he was saying in case he upset her. She looked to be thinking. "I...don't know." Jaime squeaked and put her hands on her head when her headache become prominent. "How can she not remember?" Rose asked. "Her memory is being repressed." The Doctor spoke up before John could as he walked into he med-bay. "Maybe it's something that happened in her childhood." "How can you tell?" This came from Rose. "I just know. And I know exactly what could help."
"Just relax into it." The Doctor offered as he put his hands on Jaime's temples. He had already explained to her what he wanted to do then moved her onto the opposite bed. "Are you sure about this? After all she is a powerful psychic." John said. "I know what I'm doing." The Doctor replied. Jaime jumped and would have blown the lights out but she closed her eyes and soon fell into regressed state, hands falling to her lap.
The Doctor took his hands off her temples and stood back. "Okay, Jaime. Can you hear me?" The teen just grunted which seemed like a good enough answer. "Go back as far as you can. When was the first time you were angry? How old were you?" "What's that got to do with anything?" John asked. "Everything." Replied the Doctor, still staring at Jaime. "Eight." She said. "You were eight?" The girl grunted in reply. "What happened?" "He hurt me." She squeaked. "Who did?" "Thomas. He called me not nice names." "Can you tell us what happened?" So Jaime began to speak and in her mind's eye she was back to being an eight year old...
Young Jaime sat on the grass on a cool summer's day appearing deep in thought. She was alone like always. She didn't have friends since every one of her classmates thought she was strange. She would know things before they would. She was so deep in thought she didn't notice the toys floating in mid-air. But one boy did and he blamed it on the weird girl sat alone. Thomas Potts strode over to the girl and kicked her in he side. Jaime cried out and fell over, the pain reverberating through her little body. The toys fell to the ground. "You weirdo!" He spat and kicked her again. Thomas was two years older than Jaime and new at the school so he didn't know Jaime was a loner. "Thomas!" One of teachers shouted and pulled him away from the crying girl. The Doctor and John felt for the girl, considering they had been loners at the Academy. It wasn't nice being an outcast.
But Thomas' bullying didn't end there. He kept it up all week until little Jaime snapped. "Did anyone ever tell you that you're creepy?" Thomas said and hit her across the back of her head. Jaime yelped out in pain and turned to the boy, anger showing in her eyes. "LEAVE ME ALONE!" She shouted and pushed him away, only he flew back and slammed against the wall, the back of his head impacting with a sickening crack. The anger didn't dissipate, it grew as her teachers went to their aid and soon they fell victim to her wrath. Some of them burst into flames, others were pushed back by telekinetic blasts. She got so angry and revenge ridden that she accidentally initiated various destructive elemental attacks combined with Pyrokinetic self-combustion. The school was destroyed and the only survivor was Jaime...
"Blimey!" Rose gasped, eyes wide. "Yeah." John replied and frowned when he heard rattling in the room. "What's that?" He got up off the edge of the bed and yelped when a lamp light exploded. "Woah! Jaime calm down," the Doctor told her. "Think of something happy." She grunted and the rattling stopped. "Almost!" He said, clearly a tad worried. "Is that what happened in the Shetlands?" Rose asked. "Hmmm, there's only one way we can find out. Jaime what..." "Mam's driving." She croaked. "Sorry?" "She's driving and she's scared and I dunno why..."
When Jaime woke up she couldn't understand why they were in the car and driving fast. Nor could she understand why her mum was frightened...terrified even. "Where we going?" She asked her mum who screamed and almost ran herself off the road. "Bad idea," Alexia MacInarah muttered. "Bad idea to put you in school. They're gonna come looking." She never really asked who 'they' were, just knew they were 'bad people.' "We're going to a new village." "I liked the old one." "Well you'll like the new one!" Alexia replied with a strained smiled. Jaime just shrugged and watched the scenery go by...
The three Time Travellers were confused. "They were on the run?" Rose spoke up first. "Were Torchwood after them or even UNIT?" The Doctor shook his head. "None of those organisations exist in her universe." "So why were they running? Apart from the super-powered elephant in the room!" John asked. "That's a really good question. Who are these people Jaime?" "Dunno...mum knew them..."
Now Jaime was 12 years old and she and her mum had been living in the Cumbrian village of Calder for four and a half years. Alexia was suddenly frightened and Jaime wondered why until they were both grabbed by strangers. Young Jaime was so frightened she froze, burnt and knocked everyone out with a Pulse Wave burst...including herself. Next time she woke up she had a massive headache and she was lying on someone's sofa. Alexia was nearby, whispering to someone. The only words she could pick out before fainting were 'not dangerous' 'testing' and 'MI6'. When she came too they were on the move again and young Jaime knew she would be living in a new village. They were in Yorkshire for over a year before moving onto Wales...
"MI6?" The Doctor enquired. "The secret intelligence Service? Why would they want her?" "Maybe to fight terrorism?" John answered. "It's what they do. Not to mention she's Omni-psychic. They would have wanted to use her." "Turned her into an assassin." The Doctor growled. "But with her anger it could have gone wrong." Rose felt sorry for the teenager. It hadn't been a normal childhood for her, constantly on the move to avoid capture. "What about this universe's MI6? Are they doing the same thing?" She asked. "Who knows," he replied. "And I'd rather not find out." He turned back to the girl. "Jaime, can you tell us what happened on Foula?" "Bad men!" She whispered. "Yes. I gathered that. What happened?"
"They took us." She continued to whisper and they all had to strain in order to hear her. "Woke up in a cell and shouted to be let out. Bad man came, pretended to be nice, said he wanted to use me for my psychic ability, told me John was being looked after." John snorted in disbelief. "Oh yeah, I was being 'looked after' alright. Even got the bruises to show it!" Rose patted him on the back. Jaime continued. "They wanted TARDIS." "Typical Torchwood. It always comes down to what they want." The Doctor stated with a roll of his eyes. "Shouted at him. It hurt him." Jaime smiled. "Pushed him back and he hit the wall, knocked out. Went to look for John, found him. They hurt him...I hurt them." She said this last bit in a growl and told them how she attacked the M.E before rescuing John. "I thought he was dead, don't know first aid.. Punched his chest 'cos I seen it on TV." John lifted his jumper to reveal a fist sized bruise on his chest. "Wow!" Rose said.
"I kissed him." "What?" They all exclaimed, the Doctor looking at John who'd suddenly gone red faced. "Where?" The Time Lord asked, noticing Jaime was red faced as well. He wasn't sure that was even possible in regression. "Here." The teen pointed to her forehead. "At least somebody got lucky!" Rose muttered. "That might have been how she healed you." The Doctor told John and the Half-Time Lord agreed. "What happened next?" The Doctor pushed. "Bad doctor woke up, made me angry so I froze his blood." She chuckled evilly which made all three of them shiver. However, the Doctor knew that was just the anger talking. "Went back to John, picked up the Sonic and picked up John to leave." "What do you mean? How can she manage that?" Rose asked. "She's only small!" "I carried him through corridors!" Jaime whispered her reply. "Remember what I told you," the Doctor said to Rose. "She's gained strength. So something like a 200lb weight could be easy to handle for Jaime." "Will that be temporary or permanent?" John asked but the Doctor shrugged his shoulders.
"I don't know." Jaime had a confused expression on her face before continuing. "We got to the exit but the bad people were there with guns. I made their weapons explode..." she smiled wickedly. "They died...horribly." This time she laughed and Rose looked stunned. "We got out of Torchwood and I put John on the ground, turn back to the building. They need to be destroyed." "What did you do?" An un-nerved Doctor asked Jaime. "I screamed...windows broke...I blasted it...I used the elements...the ground was shaking...it was hell on earth." Jaime laughed openly, quite evilly in fact, then the stuff in the med-bay began to rattle again. "Right. You have to calm down Jaime. Think happy thoughts." The girl grunted in reply and the rattling stopped once more. "Now we know what happened." The Doctor rubbed the back of his head looking rather disturbed.
"Why is she so happy to have done...that?" Rose asked, equally disturbed. "She isn't. That's just the anger." "So... She went all Jean Grey?" John enquired getting a strange look from Rose. "If you put it that way, yes. Jean Grey's 'Phoenix' persona got loose. But this is different. Real life. Jaime doesn't have a dark persona. It's just a simple anger issue." He turned back to the girl. "I'm going to wake you up soon, but first, do you want to remember those incidents from your childhood?" Jaime sobbed a "No" and shook her head. "No, I didn't think you would. Okay. I'm going to close off those memories but I'm leaving the most recent open." The Doctor put his hands on the sides of her head again and after a short time she opened her eyes and looked at the Doctor, who stepped back.
She could feel a mix of emotions in the room. Fear, disgust...well what did she expect, after all she did just wreak revenge on Torchwood in a very scary style. She started crying and shaking. Rose got up and moved towards Jaime before John could and put her arm around her shoulders. John felt for her and he smiled sadly. "Do you understand what you did?" The Doctor asked and the girl nodded her head, sobbing loudly. "You can't use your abilities out of anger or revenge. It isn't right. Do you understand?" "Hey, come on! Can't you see she's upset enough!" John spoke up. But the Doctor scowled at his double. "She needs to know."
Jaime did understand and her anger did scare her, especially if she could do THAT much damage. And what if she was just another Anakin Skywalker? "Am I go...going to...tu..turn i...int..o Darth Va...vader?" Jaime enquired through sobs. "Jean Grey? Darth Vader?" The Doctor practically squawked. "Honestly you two!" He smirked at John and Jaime. "No. Of course not. I'd miss your face anyway. However I'm glad you were able to get out of the mess you got yourselves in." John rolled his eyes. "If you want me to I can hide that certain anger behind a barrier. I've been meaning to sort out your psychic shields anyway since the Crucible." The girl nodded yes. "Okay. This is going to take some time." The Doctor warned and approached Jaime again.