Miracle Day- Immortal Sins- Part 1

After I finished in the bathroom Gwen and I left to go get food which got me to think. The Tardis told me that Time Lady labor's could last days, from two to four days, so I figured I would be fine for right now. The Tardis told me that they lasted that long because of the longevity of the Time Lords lifespan and that it was a rare occurrence for a Time Lady to give birth. They were normally grown in an advanced type of incubator that would simulate a mother's womb.

I didn't want Jack and the others to worry about me when we should be focusing on this miracle. But now I had a deadline. I had to solve this miracle and fix it in less than four days.

Gwen and I were walking down the street from doing a bit of food shopping when Gwen froze. "Gwen?" I asked her.

She turned to me and I saw fear written in her face. "Do- do you remember taking my family on that police academy trip last year?" Gwen asked me.

My eyes widened for a second then went back to looking at Gwen, concerned. Then I remembered that Gwen had on the eye-cam. This must be the part where people threaten Gwen's family. I looked at her, puzzled. "Yes, why?"

Gwen gave a small sigh of relief. "Just wondering. We should get back to Jack and the others."

"Yes. It's around noon already." I agreed and grabbed her hand as we walked and squeezed it, silently telling her that I knew what was going on. She squeezed it back.

As we entered the apartment I silently communicated with Jack. Gwen's being threatened. I need you to pretend to go along with what they tell Gwen to do. Well Gwen's family is being threatened but they are bluffing, they are at the Shadow Proclamation, but the threat to Gwen is real. We should play along until we can turn on them.

"Oh food, lovely." Rex said as I put the bags on the small table and everyone dives in.

Good idea. Stay in contact through our telepathic bond.

"Hey Jack!" Gwen said, overenthusiastically.

"Hey Gwen. Look, I've been looking through that Blessing stuff and I need your help with the research."

"Listen, er, you've got to come down to the car. I've got to show you something." Gwen said.

"Anything good?" Rex asked, a mouthful of food stuffed in his mouth.

"No, er, just stuff from back home." At the puzzling looks of the team she said, "Susan brought me back to my house to grab a couple things. Come on, Jack. Just you and me. Come on." Gwen said, grabbing Jack's hand and started pulling him out the door.

"All right, stop your nagging." Jack said.

"Yeah, today would be good, Jack." Gwen and Jack leave.

"Okay, did that seem weird to you?" Tosh asked everyone.

"Nope." I said. "Weeeeell… I'm going to get going now." I said walking over to the door and opening it.

"And where are you going?" Ianto asked, coming over to me.

"To follow Gwen and Jack, of course."

"But they'll be right back." Esther said, confused.

"No, they won't." I said and walked out, closing the door behind me, getting into the other car we bought and drove after them, Jack telling me which turns to take in my head.

Did you really have Sex with Angelo? I asked Jack while driving down a highway.

To be fair, I thought I was never going to see you again.

Jack. I groaned. You do realize that Angelo is still alive, right?

What? Impossible.

He is. And he is pissed. But he is very old.

So all this… this Miracle Day is because of my time with Angelo?

It has to deal with part of it. The other part is the three families, The Ablemarch family, the Costerdane family and the Frines. The three people who witnessed your resurrection back in the 1900's.

Oh. That. Jack said, sounding tired.

Jack, it'll be fine. We'll get through this.

Go straight at the upcoming intersection. Jack said and I followed his directions.

Jack, I see your car.

Good. Keep following. I'll try to convince Gwen to pull over.

Okay. I'll follow suit when you do.

After two more miles, Gwen pulled the car over to the curb, and I did the same and watched them get out. I got out as well and started walked to them, still pretending for the people who were watching with Gwen's eye device that she was wearing.

"Gwen, why would you do something like this?" I asked her.

Gwen spun around, shocked. "Susan!"

"I trusted you and you go and kidnap my husband?"

"I'm so sorry Susan, but they made me."

"Who?" I asked, playing along. "Who made you?"

"The people in my eyes. They said they would kill my family if I didn't hand them Jack and I keep on calling Rhys and I can't get an answer. They have my mother, husband and my baby girl."

Because they weren't in range. I thought to Jack who chuckled. "Gwen." I said in a soft voice.

"But Jack said he would give himself up if they go free. They'll be here soon."

"Gwen." I said. "It's okay." I walked up to her and held her hand. "I'm sure your families safe." I looked at Jack who was sitting on the guardrail. "Hey."

"Hi." Jack responded. "So, got tasered. Not fun."

"Yeah, I heard those hurt." I glanced back at Gwen who was biting her lip. "I don't blame you, Gwen."

"While we wait, why are we waiting in the first place?" Gwen asked.

"I don't know." Jack lied.

"Come on. you've done something, haven't you? Way back when in that long bloody life of yours. God, you've lived so long you can't remember half of it. Now you think. Think! What the hell have you done?"

~0~

Ellis Island 1927

The huddled masses are waiting to enter the promised land. A USIS Inspector calls out for the next lucky person. "Harkness. Anyone? Jack Harkness. I'm looking for Jack Harkness." A black haired, brown eyed man with a moustache raises his arm.

"That's me." Angelo said.

"Welcome to America, Mister Harkness. There's your visa all stamped." The Inspector said.

"Grazie. I mean, thank you very much, Inspector." Angelo said.

"Hey, wait. Stop that man!" The real Jack says and Jack tackles Angelo to the floor. Their eyes meet.

"Come on now." A guard says.

"You're not Jack Harkness. The visa's mine." Jack shows his passport.

"It's what?" The Inspector asked.

"You'll find everything's in order. The British consulate arranged for my travel through the embassy in Rome. That visa belongs to me."

"Yes sir. Terribly sorry this happened, sir." The Inspector retrieves the visa. "Take him away. Send him back home." The Inspector means Angelo. "There you are."

"Thank you."

In the Cells

"You're still here. Thought you'd be in the city by now." Angelo said as Jack showed himself outside of his cell.

"Time to spare. Waiting for the next boat to Manhattan."

"I also am waiting for a boat. Mine goes all the way back to Italy."

"Right. That's what they do with thieves."

"An interesting fact is, they do it also with people who forge visas."

"Good eye. Why didn't you tell them?"

"I wasn't sure, until that moment when you said, why didn't you tell them?"

"I'm on a kind of unofficial official visit, one part of the government pretending to be another part."

"You work for a government?"

Jack sighed. "Look at me. Do I look like a bureaucrat?"

"Never seen a man like you before. More like a soldier." Angelo said.

"Your English is good. Where'd you learn?"

"We had a schoolmaster in the village. He taught me. I went to him every single day because I always dreamt of coming here."

"What's the village?"

"You wouldn't know it. No one ever does. Tiny place on the Almafi Coast. And I mean, for certain, right on the coast, the whole place is holding its breath on the edge of a clifftop. You look over, hundreds of feet down to the sea."

"Sounds beautiful. Why'd you ever leave?"

"New York. They have buildings here taller than the cliff. I wanted to see that."

"You wait. They've only just started building. Years to come, they're gonna have-" Jack stops and catches himself.

"What? They're gonna have what?"

"Never mind. What's your name?"

"Angelo Colasanto."

"Angelo Colasanto." Jack uses his bracer to change his visa to Angelo's name and description.

"La magia oscura." Angelo says.

"It's not magic. Technology. Sometimes they're indistinguishable. Hey, hey, hey."

"How does it work? Can I see it?"

"Hey, over here! We just found this man's papers. You can let him go. We're going to Manhattan."

Back in Little Italy, New York City, 1927, Jack and Angelo are shown a room by an Italian speaking woman. "I'm sorry. My Italian isn't so-"

"She's saying there is only one bed." (Speaks Italian) "I said I'll sleep on the floor." Angelo said.

"On the floor, yes. He'll sleep on the floor." Jack does the English thing with foreigners, speaking loudly and slowly.

"Come-a down to the shop anytime. Family butcher's is fine food. And you are family now. " Mrs. Giardono says. and she leaves them alone.

"It's a good room. And it's cheap."

"You should save your money, Angelo Colasanto. Next couple of years, earn as much as you can. Save it all up, because you're gonna need it. Bad times ahead." Jack said.

"Why, what's going to happen?"

"Oh, so many things. Don't worry. It gets better. Then it gets worse again."

"You talk funny."

"I'm a very funny man. Scars. You been in a lot of fights?"

"Sometimes you have to defend yourself, you know? People say things. Hey, she was right. Not much of a view, huh?" Apart from the young lady on the fire escape opposite, lighting a cigarette.

"Ha. A person could argue."

"You like that, don't you?"

"I like a lot of things."

"She's beautiful."

"You like her too?"

"Of course I do."

"What would you like to do to her?"

"You tell me."

"I'd strip off her clothes. Maybe a little too quickly. Something might tear."

"Girls don't like that."

"She's not most girls. She's strong. She'd rip open my shirt."

"And what then?"

"I'd move in close, so I can smell her and she can smell me." Jack is whispering right into Angelo's ear.

"Then what?"

"Kiss her."

"Yeah?" Angelo turns to face Jack.

"I'm kissing her."

"Yeah?"

"Kissing so deep, like there's not enough air in the room. You know what that's like? When it starts being all teeth, and wet, and hot. And you're just breathing them in." So they end up naked and in bed together.

Afterwards-

"I like New York." Angelo said.

"You haven't seen much yet."

"What I've seen is, er, it's okay."

"What are you looking for? I mean, in America."

"Speed, change, new things. People moving so fast they are not looking at me, so I can move fast on my own, faster than anyone."

"Spoken like a true American."

"Really?"

"Turn out the lights. We can talk till we fall asleep."

"I thought you'd want me to go." Angelo said.

"No. I mean, if you want to stay. Turn out the lamp. You've never done this?"

"No. The other part, yes. This part, no."

"What happened to your eye?"

"I was born with it." Angelo has a thick red capillary running from the outer corner to the iris of his right eye.

"So, Who was your first?" Jack asked.

"A boy from my village. In secret. In the woods, you know?"

"What about that schoolmaster of yours?"

"No. What makes you say that? He was my teacher. He was my friend."

"Okay. I was just joking."

"But why? What's so funny? I don't understand. We just did something special. Why do you make it cheap?"

"I suppose I do sometimes. I'm sorry. Really. I'm sorry, okay?"

"How did you know? About me, that I was like this?"

"Just experience, that's all."

"So Anyone looking at me, would they know?"

"No. Trust me, you're safe."

"Okay."

"People wouldn't know if you don't want them to know."

"Okay."

"Okay."

"Okay then." Angelo said.

"Okay."

"But you too, mostly. Most of the time. Keep your hands down maybe."

"I really don't care what people know."

"Where are you from? Italian visa, British passport."

"A magical island called Torchwood."

"What does that mean? You keep saying things that don't make sense."

"You'll learn to love it. It makes me more interesting."

As they kiss, fireworks go off. No, really.

Startled, Angelo asked, "What's that? No, really, there are bombs!"

"Welcome to America, Angelo. Happy Fourth of July!"

Blessed Saints' Cathedral, New York City, USA, 1927.

"I love this. I love weddings." Jack said as he and Angelo watched a wedding take place.

"I don't believe in marriage." Angelo scoffed.

"So young, so handsome and so cynical."

"Look at them. What are their chances?"

"That's what makes it so brave and wonderful, making a promise and going forward. It doesn't matter what happens in the future. Right now, it's real and it happens and it's true. You're Catholic, right? Do you want to kneel down like that?"

"He doesn't hear me."

"He doesn't hear you? Why?"

Angelo looked at Jack. "You know why."

"That's our padre. Wait here." Jack said as the Priest went into the back door to the Confessional Room. Forgive me, father, for I have sinned so many times, and that's just today. It's been about seven hundred years since my last confession. Where do I start? How about the triplets? Or the naked circus? Or that sapphic leapfrog jamboree? No. Let's just start with the sin of Father Timothy sent me."

The priest slides the hatch open. "You're Jack Harkness?"

"Good to see you, Father. I believe we're gonna talk business."

"The Volstead Act makes an exception for sacramental wines. And the brothers upstate produce more than we can use." The Priest said.

"The extra income feeds a lot of widows and orphans, I'm sure."

"Yes, I'm doing this entirely for charity, every last cent."

"It's not very good." Angelo said.

"It's the blood of Christ, Angelo. I'm sure it's good enough." Jack said.

"This is just a sample. If you make enough profit, we'll start delivering crates."

"We should figure out a system-" Angelo started when men burst in and grab them. "Hey, what are you doing? Who are you?"

"It's okay. Let them take us, Angelo. It's okay." Jack said.

"Where are they taking us?" Angelo asked.

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