We were back with the patients, Rose checking them over completely disturbed by the unconscious state. As she called them 'gas mask zombies'. I had joined her in inspecting them closer, in a morbid fascination to the way they looked. I go to lean over them, only for the lady I was looking at to suddenly sit upright. A small yelp escapes my lips as I jolt back. I shuffle backwards, reaching the Doctor at a new speed whilst gripping his hand.
"What's happening?" Rose calls out, her voice slightly higher as we all go back to back. The patients all start standing from their beds.
"What the fu-"
"I don't know." Doc responds to Rose, cutting off my statement. The gas mask army starts approaching us at a slow dawdle.
"Mummy?" they all echo, their voice repeatedly shouting at us.
"Don't let them touch you." Doc orders, tugging me closer to him, my chest against his back as he positions himself as a shield.
"What happens if they touch us?" Rose questions, as we slowly get backed against the wall.
"You're looking at it." I respond, fear seeping into my bones as they get closer. This is definitely some horror movie bullshit.
They all move to reach us, I watch in terror as they enter reaching distance.
"Go to your room!" Doc suddenly shouts, I flinch at the sudden loudness but watch in amazement as the army stops. They tilt their head looking directly at the alien now, "Go to your room. I mean it. I'm very, very angry with you. I am very, very cross. Go to your room!" They collectively bow their heads before shuffling away back to their respective beds. Doc releases a large sigh looking down at me, "I'm really glad that worked."
"Those would have been terrible last words." I agree, earning a large grin from him as he squeezes my hand. I grin back, finally getting my heart back to a normal rate. Jack and Rose relax their posture, small sighs escaping them as well.
"Why are they all wearing gas masks?" Rose questions, as she moves back to the centre of the room.
"They're not. Those masks are flesh and bone." Jack responds, looking over the back to unconscious patients; this time just at a further distance.
A question that had been bugging me makes me turn to the dark haired man, "How was your con supposed to work?"
"Simple enough, really. Find some harmless piece of space junk, let the nearest Time Agent track it back to Earth, convince him it's valuable, name a price. When he's put fifty percent up front, oops! A German bomb falls on it, destroys it forever. He never gets to see what he's paid for, never knows he's been had. I buy him a drink with his own money, and we discuss dumb luck." he explains, his expression not the slightest bit remorseful. "The perfect self-cleaning con." he sits down onto the chair at the desk. I get slight flashbacks to Constantine.
"Yeah. Perfect." Doc responds dryly.
"The London Blitz is great for self-cleaners. Pompeii's nice if you want to make a vacation of it though, but you've got to set your alarm for volcano day." the man continues, I watch him closely before glancing at the Doctors unhappy face. "Getting a hint of disapproval."
"Oh my God, really?" I sarcastically respond, crossing my arms as I stand side by side with Doc.
"Take a look around the room. This is what your harmless piece of space-junk did." he replies, glaring at the man.
"It was a burnt-out medical transporter. It was empty." Jack replies, I roll my eyes. He's still denying.
"Lula, Rose." Doc states, gently tugging me by my hand as he walks the opposite direction to the arrogant man.
Rose, quickly follows, "Are we getting out of here?" she asks hopefully.
"We're going upstairs."
"I even programmed the flight computer so it wouldn't land on anything living. I harmed no-one." the soldier promises, hopeful to prove his innocence. "I don't know what's happening here, but believe me-"
"What? You had nothing to do with it." I snap, angry at his constant talking. My chest and now head is painfully throbbing, I really just need to sleep. Not listen to the man chatter away; I wince slightly, walking alongside the Doctor whilst rubbing my chest with my free hand. I look up to my companion who was watching me closely, he catches my gaze before turning to Jack.
"I'll tell you what's happening. You forgot to set your alarm clock. It's volcano day."
The air raid siren sounds again, we all stop for a second at the noise. "What's that?" Rose questions, looking around.
"The all clear." Jack states, his expression sombre.
"I wish." Doc retorts, pushing the nearby door open and heading up.
We make it to a metal door, I push against it straining before conceding.
"Yeah I don't think that's moving anytime soon." I mumble, watch the Doc give a half arsed try before he sticks his head over the banister.
"Mister Spock?" Jack calls from below, he and Rose had lagged behind.
"Doctor, Luna?" Rose calls, they both spin on their heel though as the Timelord calls out.
"Have you got a blaster?" I frowned watching the man with confusion. Why would he want a gun?
"Sure!" Jack replies excitedly, sprinting up the stairs to us with Rose in tow.
"The night your space-junk landed, someone was hurt." Doc starts,
"This was where they were taken." I finish.
"What happened?" Rose questions, tilting her head.
Doc shrugs before addressing Jack, "Let's find out. Get it open."
"What's wrong with your sonic screwdriver?" I mumble, holding onto his hand again.
"Nothing." the alien responds not meeting my gaze. I furrow my brows confused as we watch Jacks blaster evaporate the lock for the door.
"Well that's fancy." I state.
"Sonic blaster, 51st century. Weapon Factories of Villengard?" Doc riddles off, taking the blaster from Jack to inspect it.
"You've been to the factories?" Jack asks, watching the man closely.
"Once." Doc and I respond. Grinning at each other as the memories of our late night escapade comes back.
"Well, they're gone now, destroyed. The main reactor went critical. Vaporized the lot." Jack complains, I bite my lip as Doc squeezes my hand both of us suppressing our laughter.
"Like I said. Once. There's a banana grove there, now. I like bananas." Doc rambles.
"Hmm, I'm not a fan. Don't like the texture. Apples on the other hand." I add, we may or may not have had a small tiff on which fruit should have been there.
Rose rolls her eyes at us before twirling a piece of hair as she flirtily looks at Jack, "Nice blast pattern."
"Digital." Jack replies with an equally seductive smile. I roll my eyes, before tugging Doc into the room. We all enter slowly, I switch the light with a quick flick; our eyes roaming the damage. The room looked like someone had a tantrum, the chair and table turned over with bits and pieces strewn everywhere. The glass window to another room shattered all over a tape player.
"What do you think?" Doc asks, the question mainly aimed at Jack.
"Something got out of here." he responds slowly.
"No shit." I sass earning a pinch from my companion.
"Yeah. And?" Doc continues.
"Something powerful. Angry." I state, a certain feeling filling me.
"Powerful and angry." Doc repeats, nodding as he approaches the tape. I separate from the alien and quietly make my way to the other room. My brows furrow as I walk over the glass and torn paper. Crayon scribbles and drawings lay across the floor. Other kids toys scattered as though a tornado had hit.
"A child?" I mumble, jumping as Jack speaks up from behind me.
"I suppose this explains Mummy."
"How could a child do this?" Rose asks, her eyes wide at the destroyed room.
"Enough anger and you can do anything." I reply, picking up the teddy bear on the floor.
"Do you know where you are?" Suddenly the voice of Constantine calls out. I spin to see the tape spinning.
"Are you my mummy?" the child calls again. The same one from the house with Nancy. I look up and meets Doc's eyes.
"Are you aware of what's around you? Can you see?"
"Are you my mummy?" the child repeats over the tape.
"What do you want? Do you know-" Constantine is cut off as the child repeats its question again and again.
"Doctor, I've heard this voice before." Rose mumbles, as her and Jack move back to the other room.
"Me too." Doc and reply, I tighten my grip on the teddy. The boy repeats its question.
"Always are you my mummy?. Like he doesn't know." she continues. I look down clenching my eyes shut. I know the feeling.
"Mummy?"
"Why doesn't he know?"
"Can you sense it?" Doc randomly asks, his gears turning.
Jack stands to his left, "Sense what?"
"Coming out of the walls. Can you feel it?" he asks, I nod.
"Confusion, fear." I answer quietly. Although from the lack of reactions I don't think anyone heard. My chest clenches again, but this time a wave of dizziness hits.
"Mummy?"
"Funny little human brains. How do you get around in those things?" Doc rambles, now stressed as the child continuously repeats it's question. I move forwards and into the doorway splitting the two rooms.
"When he's stressed, he likes to insult species." Rose mumbles to Jack who had held an offended look after Docs comment. I roll my eyes at her statement, acting like she knew him so well. No, I'm just being jealous.
"Rose, I'm thinking."
"He cuts himself shaving, he does half an hour on life forms he's cleverer than." I chuckle remembering when Rose and I had been relaxing in the kitchen when his loud grunt of pain caused us to curiously go, he had blood on his chin and when he saw us he just started. We couldn't shut him up.
"Or if he stumps his toe he'll stand there and instantly start shouting in as many different languages as he possibly can." I add, strolling up to him as he rolls his eyes. A small blush touching his ears as I gently take his hand. My back facing the other room.
"There are these children living rough round the bomb sites. They come out during air-raids looking for food." Doc states, changing the conversations direction. "Suppose they were there when this thing, whatever it was, landed?"
"It was a med-ship. It was harmless." Jack responds, I huff loudly.
"Yes, you keep saying harmless." I snap. Resting my head on the doorway behind me, one hand clasping Doc's and the other holding the teddy.
"Suppose one of them was affected, altered?" Doc replies, watching Jack.
"Altered how?" Rose questions, focused on the Doctor as his brain works away at the problem.
"I'm here!" the child calls out, a small clicking sound accompanying it.
"It's afraid. Terribly afraid and powerful. It doesn't know it yet, but it will do. It's got the power of a god." Doc rambles, his posture slowly tensing. My life flashes before my eyes as the child calls out again.
"And you just sent it to its room." I mumble, refusing to turn around as I know what stood there.
"I'm here. Can't you see me?" the child questions hopelessly.
"What's that noise?" Rose queries, oblivious to our danger.
"End of the tape." I answer.
"It ran out about thirty seconds ago." Doc adds. "I sent it to it's room. This is it's room."
We all turn to see the boy standing between us and the door. "Are you my mummy? Mummy?" he asks, his face tilted in my direction.
"Doc?" I mumble fearfully, my grip on his hand tightening.
"Okay, on my signal make for the door." Jack confidently announces as we all watch the dangerous child carefully. Jack shouts out "Now!" as he pulls his 'blaster' from his pocket. Only he holds a banana in place, bearing it at the child. I laugh out, the comical scene highly amusing to my pained and adrenaline high mind.
Doc grins widely before pulling the real blaster from his pocket, aiming at the wall nearby and make a large square hole. "Go now! Don't drop the banana!" he demands.
"Why not?!" Jack squawks.
"Good source of potassium!" both Doc and I reply, grinning at each other like idiots. As we all stumble through the gap, Jack snatches the blaster from the Doctor before repairing the wall.
"Digital rewind. Nice switch." he compliments Doc.
"It's from the groves of Villengard. I thought it was appropriate." my alien responds, I chuckle earning an pull from behind by my waist.
"There's really a banana grove in the heart of Villengard and you did that?" Jack asks, watching us with a smile.
"Bananas are good." Doc replies not answering. I smile and nod,
"Really good guns as well." I add, shooting him with my fingers playfully. Our jesting is cut short though as the wall starts to crack. We all jump, Doc switching to grabbing my hand before shouting out and dragging me along.
"Come on!"
Our escape though is short lived as patients starts scuffling towards us, from the direction we were running to. "Mummy. Mummy. Mummy."
"It's keeping us here till it can get at us." I state in horror, "That's just rude."
"It's controlling them?" Jack questions, as we stumble backwards.
"It is them. It's every living thing in this hospital."
"Not us though." I answer, enjoying the glare I get from the man holding my hand.
"Okay. This can function as a sonic blaster, a sonic cannon, and as a triple-enfolded sonic disrupter. Doc, what you got?" Jack riddles off, as we go back to back. Herded by the gas mask patients.
"I've got a sonic, er... Oh, never mind." Doc states, holding his sonic in his hand.
"What?"
"It's sonic, okay? Let's leave it at that." Doc snaps, looking down at my with a glare as I giggle.
"Disrupter? Cannon? What?" Jack pushes.
"It's sonic! Totally sonic! I am soniced up!" Doc shouts back, I laugh harder.
Jack frustratedly shouts, "A sonic what?!"
"Screwdriver!" I finally answer, Jack makes a rather loud noise of shock whilst Doc just grumbles at me. Although any comment is halted as the boy breaks through the wall, I look to Jack and grab his blaster. Pushing it down before meeting Rose's eyes and pushing the button.
"Going down!" we both call, as the floor beneath us disappears.
The fall is quick and harsh, I land on top of the Doctor. He groans as his back smacks against the floor.
"I'm so sorry, Doc are you okay?" I question, he nods, pulling us up to our feet whilst I dust a bit of debris from his jacket.
"Could've used a warning." Doc grumbles, sending me a joking wink.
"Oh, the gratitude." Rose retorts.
"What part of 'doing down' wasn't explanatory?"
"Who has a sonic screwdriver?" Jack exclaims,
"Oh you're still stuck up on that." I reply, watching as he ignores me and waves his hands at the Doctor.
"I do." Doc replies, not appreciating the tone.
"Lights." Rose mumbles before walking away slightly.
"Who looks at a screwdriver and thinks, ooo, this could be a little more sonic?" Jack continues.
"What, you've never been bored?" Doc responds, "Never had a long night? Never had a lot of cabinets to put up?" We all flinch slightly as Rose finds the switch, only the sudden light reveals that we were stood in a patient ward full of gas masked patients. They all in unison sit up at the disruption.
"Mummy. Mummy." they start chanting.
"Door." I point out, leading us to the nearby exit. We stand anxiously as Jack tries the blaster on the lock.
"No just take your time." I snark.
"Damn it!" the man exclaims when it doesn't work, he hits the weapon against his hand. "It's the special features. They really drain the battery."
"The battery?" Rose and I repeat indignantly.
"That's so lame!" Rose continues, I nod along.
"And you were really judging the sonic. At least it doesn't have a battery." I judge.
"I was going to send for another one, but somebody's got to blow up the factory." Jack snaps, sending a glare in our direction. I simply flip him off.
"Oh, I know. First day we met him, he blew our job up. That's practically how he communicates." Rose informs, I giggle at the memory. Those mannequins had been quite the adrenaline rush.
"Okay, that door should hold it for a bit." Doc states, finishing with whatever he was doing to said door.
"The door? The wall didn't stop it." I exclaim, watching as Jack restlessly stalks around the room.
"Well, it's got to find us first! Come on, we're not done yet! Assets, assets!" Doc responds, as Jack flops down onto the rocking chair.
"Well, I've got a banana, and in a pinch you could put up some shelves."
"Window." I point out, getting up onto the window ledge to look out said window. Only the bars are thick and the drop looked massive.
"Barred. Sheer drop outside. Seven stories." Jack replies shooting the idea down. I simply stick my tongue out.
"And no other exits." Rose adds, looking around the room.
"Well, the assets conversation went in a flash, didn't it?" Jack sarcastically states.
"So, where'd you pick this one up, then?" Doc irritably remarks.
"Doctor." Rose replies messing around in the wheelchair.
"She was hanging from a barrage balloon, I had an invisible spaceship. I never stood a chance." Jack romantically replies.
"Okay. One, we've got to get out of here. Two, we can't get out of here. Have I missed anything?" Doc ignores Jack, I chuckle looking back at Jack only he wasn't there.
"Yeah. Jack just disappeared." I state. Watching as Doc turns to see the empty space and begin sulking.
~1~
Doc and I were sat on the window ledge, Doc with his hands around my waist as I sit on his lap. Most definitely enjoying the contact. We had taken a break from trying to escape, deciding to just chill for a bit.
"Okay, so he's vanished into thin air. Why is it always the great looking ones who do that?" Rose complains, leaning on the wall nearby.
"I'm making an effort not to be insulted." Doc retorts, fiddling with my bracelets.
"Well you don't need to be." I reply, blushing slightly as he smirks at me whilst quirking an eyebrow.
"I mean, men." Rose continues. I cringe at her sad attempt to save what she had said.
"Okay, thanks, that really helped." Doc mumbles, I simply pat his hand, leaning more into him.
Suddenly Jack's voice starts calling out through a nearby radio, "Rose? Luna? Doctor? Can you hear me? I'm back on my ship." he pauses before explaining, "Used the emergency teleport. Sorry I couldn't take you. It's security-keyed to my molecular structure." Doc quickly stand not before making sure I didn't face plant the floor, he turns the radio tugging at the shredded wires. "I'm working on it. Hang in there."
"How're you speaking to us?" Doc asks, holding the broken end up for Rose to see.
"Om-Com. I can call anything with a speaker grill." Jack explains.
"Now there's a coincidence." I mumble, so can the child.
Jack catches it though and queries, "What is?"
"The child can Om-Com, too." Doc replies, echoing my thoughts.
"He can?" Rose questions, having not been present for our experience with the child.
Doc nods, "Anything with a speaker grill. Even the Tardis phone."
"What, you mean the child can phone us?" Rose asks.
I go to answer but the child's taunting voice comes through the radio, "And I can hear you. Coming to find you. Coming to find you."
"Cause that's not creepy at all." I mumble, taking the Doctor's hand earning a comforting squeeze in return.
Jack says disturbed voice now comes through the device, "Doctor, can you hear that?"
"Loud and clear." Doc replies at the same time as I respond, "Crystal."
"I'll try to block out the signal. Least I can do." Jack, oh so humbly, informs us.
"Coming to find you, mummy." the child's lilting voice threatens once again.
Jack's last words were, "Remember this one, Rose?" and after a few clacks of keys and buttons Moonlight Serenade by Glenn Miller overcomes the child. Echoing through the room we were trapped in. Both the Timeelord and I look over at Rose with questioning expressions.
"Our song." she meekly responds. A small blush on her face and ears. I chuckle nudging her whilst mimicking her.
"Our song." I copy, with a dreamy look and a fan of my hand.
"Oh shove off." Rose replies, a grin on her lips. I didn't notice but Doc had moved back to the window ledge, sonicking the bars in what I'm guessing is an attempt to remove them.
"What you doing?" Rose questions from her new seat in the wheelchair. Rocking back and forth as we wait for Jack to beam us up.
"Trying to set up a resonation pattern in the concrete, loosen the bars." he replies, not really sparing a glance at her. I sit near his feet leaning against the back of his legs, my head near his knees.
"You don't think he's coming back, do you?" I mumble, Doc stops for a moment looking down at me. I look back at him watching as he mulls the question before he snaps his gaze away.
"Wouldn't bet my life." he finally replies.
"Why don't you trust him?" Rose asks, leaning back in the chair.
"Why do you?" he reflects quickly.
"He saved my life." Rose responds, I chuckle adding.
"Bloke-wise, that's up there with flossing." I earn a giggle from Rose but Doc continues to 'resonate' concrete.
"I trust him because he's like you." Rose adds, "Except with dating and dancing." there's a long pause in which the Doctor looks back and with a roll of his eyes chooses to not respond to that comment. "What?"
"You just assume I'm-" Doc breaks off.
"What?" I ask, now invested in the conversation.
"You just assume that I don't dance." he finishes, still not looking at the pair of us.
"What, are you telling me you do dance?" I taunt, lazily looking at the man whilst simultaneously blushing at the images in my head.
Doc's ears tinge red at the tips as he nods, "Nine hundred years old, me. I've been around a bit. I think you can assume at some point I've danced."
"You?" Rose adds, a cheeky smirk on her lips.
"Problem?"
"Doesn't the universe implode or something if you 'dance'?"
"Well, I've got the moves but I wouldn't want to boast." he responds, now past the blushing stage. In response Rose and I share a cheeky grin I turn up the radio, holding a hand out to the man.
"You've got the moves?" I taunt, wiggling my fingers as the man looks down from the ledge.
"Show us your moves." Rose adds, sitting in her wheelchair still rocking it back and forth. Although she does do a wheely this time.
"Al, I'm trying to resonate concrete." he complains, I tug him down from the ledge. To which he puts up no fight.
"Jack'll be back." Rose states confidently. I nod along, holding out my to hands for the Doctor to take.
"Come on Doc, the world doesn't because you danced." the man in question looks down at my hands thoughtfully and does take them in his. We gently way before his eyebrows furrow and he turns to Rose quickly.
"Barrage balloon?"
"What?" Rose and I question.
"You were hanging from a barrage balloon." he clarifies, still holding one of my hands to grab Rose's hand with his other. He prods at the palm curiously, I catch on quickly though. Hanging from a barrage balloon that high, she's bound to have some rope burn.
"Oh, yeah. About two minutes after you left me. Thousands of feet above London, middle of a German air-raid, Union Jack all over my chest." she retells, smiling at us.
"Only you Rosie." I giggle, imagining the scene.
"I've travelled with a lot of people, but you two are setting new records for jeopardy friendly. Especially miss injuries each adventure here." he states to us, tugging my arms as he talks of me.
"Is this you dancing? Because I've got notes." I dryly respond.
"Hanging from a rope thousands feet above London. Not a cut, not a bruise." he states, ignoring me as he inspects the unmarred skin.
"Yeah, I know. Captain Jack fixed me up." Rose replies tugging her hand from the doctors grip.
"Oh, we're calling him Captain Jack now, are we?" the Timelord mutters disgruntled.
"Well, his name is Jack and he is a Captain." I reply, smiling up at the man who meets my gaze with a raised brow.
"He's not really a Captain, Alula." the man responds,
"Do you know what I think? I think you're experiencing Captain envy." Rose inputs, giggling as the man sends her a glare. "You'll find your feet at the end of your legs. You may care to move them. Don't leave poor Luna standing there."
"If ever he was a Captain, he's been defrocked." Doc snootily replies, I chuckle as Rosie's face turns mischievous.
"Yeah? Shame we missed that." I state, sharing a smirk with Rose as Docs ears tinge red once again.
"Actually, I quit. Nobody takes my frock. Most people notice when they've been teleported." Jacks voice suddenly states, not over the radio though. I flush a light pink as his sights set on Doctor and I's hands, "You guys are so sweet. Sorry about the delay. I had to take the nav-com offline to override the teleport security."
Noticing his gaze the Doctor quickly moves away, although still holds one hand. My heart twinges at the rejection. "You can spend ten minutes overriding your own protocols? Maybe you should remember whose ship it is."
"Oh, I do. She was gorgeous. Like I told her, be back in five minutes." Jack teases, sitting down in the captain seat. I roll my eyes leaning on the Doctors shoulder as he leans against a pole; his head swivelling around as he takes in the new surroundings.
"This is a Chula ship." he finally states, his eyes snapping to mine as I rest my head against him. My head throbbing causing me to shut my eyes for a second.
"Yeah, just like that medical transporter." Jack responds, I frown at this. Medical? "Only this one is dangerous."
Doc suddenly snaps his fingers, glowing yellow specks suddenly crowd around his hand focusing on his palm. They then move to me, spreading to my forearm which i had spilled boiling water on the day prior when Doc upset the TARDIS causing her to shake as I was making pasta.
"They're what fixed my hands up Jack called them er..." Rose cuts off, scrunching her nose as she tries to remeber their name.
"Nanobots?" I guess, watching them intently.
"Nanogenes." Doc finishes getting a nod from Rosie.
"Nanogenes, yeah."
"Sub-atomic robots. There's millions of them in here, see? Burned my hand on the console when we landed." Doc informs, I grab his hand with worried eyes; I hadn't noticed this, I hope it didn't hurt too much. "All better now." Doc reassures squeezing my hand with the fixed hand once I finish inspecting. "They activate when the bulk head's sealed. Check you out for damage, fix any physical flaws." he then turns to me. "What did they heal on your arm?"
"Oh, a burn." Docs eyes widen he yanks my arm pulling my sleeve up to inspect the now unmarred skin.
"Why didn't you tell me?" he questions rather aggressively.
"Because it didn't hurt?" I respond, tilting my head as I watch him frown even more.
"We'll talk about this later." is all he says before turning back to the con-man. "Take us to the crash site. I need to see your space junk."
"As soon as I get the nav-com back online. Make yourself comfortable." Jack replies, sending a wink in our direction as he adds, "Carry on with whatever it was you were doing."
"We were talking about dancing." Doc responds naively.
"It didn't look like talking." Jack responds with a cheeky grin on his face.
"It didn't feel like dancing." I mumble, catching the eye of the Timelord next to me who just smiles at me not hearing what I had said.
~1~
The Doc and I were sat on the bed in the cabin. My legs draped over the alien's lap as I lean against the hull of the ship my eyes closed as I try to block out the light. My head is still banging and all I want to do is sleep. I feel the Doctor gently rub circles on my thigh, allowing me to relax as we listen in on Jack and Rose's conversation.
"So, you used to be a Time Agent now you're trying to con them?" Rose questions him, attempting to get to know the man.
"If it makes me sound any better, it's not for the money." Jack excuses.
"For what?"
"Woke up one day when I was still working for them, found they'd stolen two years of my memories." Jack replies, "I'd like them back."
Rose inhales sharply, I can envision her face. Mouth slightly open, leaning forwards as her eyes watch him widely. "They stole your memories?"
"Two years of my life. No idea what I did." he pauses, I open my eyes to see him looking in our direction. "Your friends over there don't trust me, and for all I know they're right not to." Doc and I share a look. "Okay, we're good to go. Crash site?" Jack switches the conversation not catching the Doc and I's silent conversation of whether we had misjudged this man.
We all stand, Doc holding my hand as we wait for Jack to teleport us back down. As I blink the scenery changes from the technological insides of the Chula ship to the 1940's England war zone. We all walk towards the fence watching the soldiers walk around the perimeter or off to follow out orders.
"There it is. Hey, they've got Algy on duty. It must be important." Jack rambles, I watch him fix onto a young looking man.
"We've got to get past him." Doc states, I nod the unasked question heading in Rose and I's direction.
"Are the words distract the guard heading in our general direction?" I grunt, unhappy with what I was possibly going to have to do. I turn to Jack eyes wide with realisation. "Unless he doesn't swing that way."
"I've got to know Algy quite well since I've been in town." He admits, I grin slyly. "Trust me, you're not his type. I'll distract him. Don't wait up." he assures Rose who had opened her mouth, before running off down to the man in question. I turn to Rose who's eyes had widened.
"Relax, he's a 51st century guy. He's just a bit more flexible when it comes to dancing." Doc assures her, grinning in my direction.
"How flexible? Like Luna or..."
"Well, by his time, you lot have spread out across half the galaxy." he adds, I chuckle at the implication.
"Meaning?"
"So many species. So little time." I reply, grinning at her slightly disturbed face. Probably imagining mixed alien races 'dancing'.
"What, that's what we do when we get out there? That's our mission? We seek new life, and, and.."
"Dance." Doc and I respond, sharing a cheeky grin. We watch as the two men converse for a few seconds before suddenly Algy jerks. Folding over as he transforms into another patient. Without waiting we race down the hill, yelling at the nearby soldiers to stay away.
"The effect's become air-borne." I gasp in horror. Rose gasps nearby obviously this now means that anyone can be affected, including us.
"What's keeping us safe?" Rose whispers, her eyes wide in fear.
Grimly the Doctor responds, "Nothing."
"Didn't you say a bomb was going to land here?" Rose asks again, shaking slightly from what could either be the cold or her terror.
"Never mind about that." Doc dismisses, he must already have a plan if he's going to dismiss it so easily. "If the contaminants airborne now, there's hours left."
"For what?" Jack questions, still keeping an eye out for our surroundings. I'm about to reply but faint singing catches my attention. A woman signing Rock-a-bye baby faintly travels in the wind. I catch Docs eye and as if he understood my thoughts he answers Jack and My question at once.
"Till nothing, forever. For the entire human race. And can anyone else hear singing?"
I waste no time for an answer though and creep off as Jack and Rose answer and state something. I follow the lullaby to the nearby warehouse, very much disturbed to see Nancy singing to a soldier now a gas mask zombie. Presumably the singing is whats keeping it asleep, so when she notices me I motion for her to continue without speaking; picking the lock with a pin -a trick I had learnt on on of our many adventures- allowing me to undo the handcuffs holding her hostage. We both creep from the building, keeping her singing until we were back to the group.
A relatively deep voice clears their throat behind me. I spin on my heel to meet the disapproving gaze of my Timelord friend. I sheepishly smile but earn a quirk of the brow and a deeper frown. Although with no words exchanged I know I'll be in for a lesson on not wandering off.
In the silence as a group we make our way to the tube we had been chasing through timelines. "You see? Just an ambulance." Jack states, watching as Doc circles the 'ambulance' in question.
"That's an ambulance?" Nancy's perplexed voice pitches in, looking at the four of us with an expression that reads 'which asylum did they escape from'.
"It's hard to explain." Rose starts but I simply reply,
"It's from another world." I then make my way over to Doc, clasping his hand whilst commenting, "They've been trying to get in."
"Of course they have. They think they've got their hands on Hitler's latest secret weapon." He looks over to Jack who was busy messing with a keypad. "What're you doing?"
"The sooner you see this thing is empty, the sooner you'll know I had nothing to do with it." he explains, he types something and next thing there's a bright flash and a screeching alarm. My sight blinded turning to darkness,
Screeching and sharp flashing lights surround me. This time not set off by me but a Timelord, we had coincidentally arrived to steal the same thing. His TARDIS made his escape a lot easier than my nether drained mundane run from the angry Timelord soldiers. Since I single-handedly eradicated everyone on Kastraya my nether has almost diminished to nothing. The cost of genocide.
I awake to a familiar scent, leather, bananas and oil. I open my eyes to the blurred scene causing a shot of adrenaline; us surrounded by multiple gas-mask zombies. Standing quickly, a bit too quickly, I stumble quickly grabbing the Doctor's hand with his jacket over my shoulders. Why was I on the floor. Why did I have an episode when the pills stop them. Doc quickly glances at me before squeezing my hand, turning back to the rather terrifying sight before us.
Rose not realising I am back questions Doc, "So what're we going to do?" she turns only to see me and smiles widely. "I'm going to hug you so hard you faint again. Why would you go do that when we're in the Blitz." she teases, I smirk at her.
"When else am I going to get sleep with him around." tugging on the alien in questions arm.
"It's my fault." Nancy mumbles, having not heard our jesting.
"No." Doc responds, turning to the young woman.
"No, it's all my fault."
"How can it be your-" he pauses eyes widening, the patients all move forwards echoing their question. "Nancy, what age are you? Twenty? Twenty one? Older than you look, yes?" I get distracted from the questions as a whistling above us gets progressively louder. The bomb.
"Doctor, that bomb. We've got seconds." Jack panicked states.
"You can teleport us out?" Rose questions, trying to come up with an escape.
"Not you guys." Jack admits, not looking in her now panicking blue eyes. "The nav-com's back online. Going to take too long to override the protocols." he explains, facing the Doctor.
"So it's volcano day. Do what you've got to do." the alien simply responds, not looking away from Nancy. Jack nods and vanishes in front of us. I don't know how long it will take for me to not be bothered by that. "How old were you five years ago? Fifteen? Sixteen? Old enough to give birth, anyway." Doc starts ranting, I notice her tensening gaze as she grits her teeth.
I speak gently over the Doctor, making sure my tone is soft and understanding as I speak to the young woman. "He's not your brother, is he? A teenage single mother in 1941, you hid and you lied to make it easier. Even lied to him."
Just in time the small gas mask child in question opens the gate and joins us all, "Are you my mummy?"
"He's going to keep asking, Nancy. He's never going to stop." Doc states, resting a comforting hand on her shoulder.
"Mummy?"
"Tell him, Nancy." I push.
"The future of the human race is in your hands. Trust me and tell him." Doc adds, she turns to us. Meeting both of our gazes before turning back to the child. They pair walk towards each other; one with a tearful gaze and the other dark and emotionless.
"Are you my mummy?" Jamie repeats over and over again, almost a sense of urgency in the voice.
Nancy kneels in "Yes, yes I am your mummy."
"Mummy?" he tilts his head.
"I'm here." the child repeats the same question and Nancy tries to get him to understand.
"He doesn't understand. There's not enough of him left." Doc whispers, his eyes tensing ever so slightly with realisation.
"I am your mummy. I will always be your mummy. I'm so sorry. I am so, so sorry." Nancy sobs, leaning towards the child and embracing him. I hold my breathe, grasping the Doctors hand as the golden cloud of nanogenes swarm the pair.
Rose jerks in alarm, "What's happening? Doctor, it's changing her, we should-" she moves forward but Doc grabs her arm.
"Shush!" he snaps, I send him a look for the unnecessary meanness, he ignores me though "Come on, please. Come on, you clever little nanogenes. Figure it out! The mother, she's the mother. It's got to be enough information. Figure it out." he mumbles to himself.
"What's happening?" I mumble to him, tightening my grip on his hand to grab his attention.
"They're recognising the same DNA and hopefully rectifying the mistake." We all watch tensely, the pair separate and Nancy falls to the ground. Whilst the Doc goes to Jamie I lean down and help Nancy back up with the assistance of Rosie.
"Oh, come on. Give me a day like this. Give me this one." Doc happily mumbles to himself. Already knowing the outcome.
He removes the mask, met with the small chubby round face of Jamie. "Ha-ha! Welcome back! Twenty years till pop music - you're going to love it." he exclaims spinning around with the child in his arms before gently setting him down. I smile softly at the sight.
"What happened?" Nancy echoes my own previous question.
"The nanogenes recognised the superior information, the parent DNA. They didn't change you because you changed them! Ha-ha! Mother knows best!" Doc quickly informs her.
"Doctor, that bomb." Rose reminds us. I look up seeing the plane over us.
"Taken care of it."
"How?" Rose queries.
"Psychology." he ominously responds. We watch the bomb come hurtling down to us at speed before it's stopped second before impact. Floating mid air with Jack straddling.
"Doctor!" he proudly greets.
"Good lad!" Doc praises, still grinning widely.
"The bomb's already commenced detonation. I've put it in stasis but it won't last long." Jack informs, I nod but furrow my brow. How is Jack going to get rid of it then and survive?
"Change of plans, don't need the bomb. Get rid of it, safely as you can?" Doc orders, not really looking at the man floating with the bomb. Said man mockingly salutes at the Timelord before turning to Rose and I.
"Rose?" Jack calls out.
"Yeah?"
"Goodbye." he states, his eyes then meet mine a sense of acceptance in them that causes my brows to furrow. He gives me almost imperceptible nods before disappearing from sight.
Although he suddenly reappears to compliment Rose's shirt and my converse before disappearing again along with the bomb. I turn to the Doctor whose hand I'm holding again.
"What are you doing?" gently I question watching as he gently releases my palm and raises his hands in front of himself. The golden bots flooding the surrounding area of his arms, a familiar scene to me as my head pinches in pain as I remember the other time I had seen the old man in the same position. Except his seemed a lot more painful in comparison to the Doctor who stands with the most gleeful expression I had ever seen his face adorn, I sigh softly hoping to maintain or at the very least see this carefree expression of emotion again.
Doc meets my gaze with soft eyes before responding, "Software patch. Going to email the upgrade. You want moves, Al? I'll give you moves." he throws his arms out casting the golden cloud to the army of zombified patients. All of which hit the floor simultaneously "Everybody lives, Rose. Just this once, everybody lives!"
"Doctor Constantine. Who never left his patients. Back on your feet, constant doctor. The world doesn't want to get by without you just yet, and I don't blame it one bit. These are your patients. All better now." Doc approaches Dr. Constantine.
"Yes, yes, so it seems. They also seem to be standing around in a disused railway station. Is there any particular reason for that?" the man questions looking rather perplexed.
"Yeah, well, you know, cutbacks. Listen, whatever was wrong with them in the past, you're probably going to find that they're cured." Doc states, I watch as the physicians brows fly up in surprise.
"Just tell them what a great doctor you are." I offer sharing a small chuckle with my Timelord.
"Right, you lot. Lots to do. Beat the Germans, save the world. Don't forget the welfare state! Setting this to self-destruct, soon as everybody's clear. History says there was an explosion here. Who am I to argue with history?" Doc rambles flying high on the joy surging through him. I roll my eyes chuckling as Rose and I simultaneously respond,
"Usually the first in line."
The man ignores us though grabbing my hand and leading us back to our sentient home. A gust of warm air greeting us as we walk in. I head to the jumpseat as Doc whizzes around the console. I pull my legs up to sit cross cross, watching the alien fondly.
"The nanogenes will clean up the mess and switch themselves off, because I just told them to. Nancy and Jamie will go to Doctor Constantine for help, ditto. All in all, all things considered, fantastic!" Doc spouts off not notices Rose's downcast expression and my tensed face. His gaze looks up at my lack of response, catching my face his lips part slightly as if to say something.
"Look at you, beaming away like you're Father Christmas." Rose laughs, cutting whatever the Timelord was going to do or say as she catches his attention with the one sentence.
"Who says I'm not, red bicycle when you were twelve?"
"What?" Rose gasps, her face slack.
"And everybody lives, Rose! Everybody lives! I need more days like this." he moves on as if he hadn't just dropped a bomb on Rose. He almost skips over to me wrapping his arms around my shoulders nearly pulling me off the seat as I tuck myself into his chest wrapping my own arms around his waist.
"Doctor." Rose stutters out, fiddling nervously with her bracelet. I send her a comforting nod which seems to help.
"Go on, ask me anything. I'm on fire."
"What about Jack? Why'd he say goodbye?" she questions, Docs arms tense around me causing my face to tilt of at his watching his jaw clench and eyes flit down to mine. I place a gentle hand on his hoping to offer comfort or strength. This does spur him into action though, and as soon as Rose had finished the sentence we were on Jacks ship with music playing in the background again.
I head over to the pair in hopes to coach them into successfully dancing the waltz as Rose nearly loses a few toes. As we pass the door I stick my head out of it, watching as Jack Harkness sits with a sombre face enjoying what he thinks to be his last drink.
"Well, hurry up then!" I call out, his head snapping in my direction but I head inside leaving the door open. Turning back to see the Doctor attempt to twirl Rose only ending up with her arm up her back in a make shift half-nelson. I chuckle, heading over to the pair to lean against the console.
"Okay, okay, try and spin me again, but this time don't get my arm up my back. No extra points for a half-nelson." Rose exclaims in the beginning.
"I'm sure I used to know this stuff." he mumbles to my standing in front of me looking down at me as I smile brightly up at him. He turns his head to Jack, "Close the door, will you? Your ship's about to blow up. There's going to be a draught."
"Welcome to the Tardis." I offer, stepping towards Jack and start walking over to the man who stands in awe of the magnificent ship.
"Much bigger on the inside." he comments once he closes the door.
"You'd better be." Doc grumbles.
"Jack, a dance?" I offer, holding my hand out to him. Although just as our hands were about touch the song changes from Moonlight Sinatra to Glen Miller's In the Mood swing song.
"Alula!" Doc calls out, I turn to him watching bemused as he slowly walks to me snapping his fingers in time to the new song.
"What?" I question a smile splitting my face.
"I can dance! I can dance!" he exclaims happily.
"Actually, Doctor, I thought Jack might like this dance." I tease knowing full well that I would rather dance with the Timelord.
"I'm sure he would, Al. I'm absolutely certain. But with Rose." he adds, grabbing my other hand and spinning me away from Jack and to his chest. His actions cause an eruption of giggles from me as we spin and twist around the console. The Doctor leads us around and around in pure ecstasy. I catch Rose and Jack joining the dance in the corner of my eye on the opposite side of the console. Our hands grasp each others tightly, eyes wide with excitement as we continue dancing with each other; twisting and turning around each other like two liquids before we reach the end of the song when Doc allows me to fall into a dip. I tilt my head back, a breathy laugh escaping my lips before I'm pulled back up and closer to the Doctor than before. We stand chest to chest, close enough that his breath fans my face intermingling with my own pants. Our chests heave in unison from the exertion, my eyes trail up his face hesitating on his lips before snapping to his eyes. His pupils blown wide as he watches me our faces so incredibly close, one of his hands trail from my hand to the back of my neck as the other wraps around my waist. I tilt my head back and just as he was about to kiss me Jack's timed cough abruptly pulls us from the moment. Docs eyes widen as we almost jump away from each other. I turn to Jack and Rose, watching Rose whack Jack with a scowl on her face. I turn back to where Doc had been, except he had disappeared. My shoulders slump as my thoughts run wild. What just happened?
haha hi. I kind of forgot about this and with everything going on it just ended up at the bottom of my list of things to do. Buttt I am hoping to continue so please do still review and anything you can tell me to improve this would be appreciated. ~ Fleur