Fragments of a Shattered Life 15
Title: Fragments of a Shattered Life
Part: 15/28-ish
Rating: 18+
Warnings: Explicit violence, non-con
Genre: Angst
Characters: Jack Harkness, Tenth Doctor, Martha Jones, Rose Tyler
Summary: The Doctor and Rose run into Jack after POTW but all is not as it seems. Note that this is a very dark fic.
Disclaimer: Not mine.
A/N:
Chapter 15: Confrontation
Seconds after Jack jumped into the rift the alarms sounded. The Doctor grabbed Martha and hauled her out of the room. “Run,” he cried and she did. Guards had just appeared at the end of the corridor when they reached the TARDIS. They shot at the Doctor and Martha but the Doctor yanked Martha inside without either of them being hit.
He rushed over to the console and sent them spinning into the vortex. “There we are then,” he said, “all safe and sound.” As he turned around he was met with Martha's fist as she decked him. She was trembling with rage.
“Are you insane! We are not all safe and sound. Jack isn't safe. He's god knows where. I promised him that you would save us both! He didn't believe me and I guess he was right all along.” She was sobbing by this point.
The Doctor spoke from his position on the floor. “Martha, you don't know that man. He's a convicted mass murderer and a con man not to mention a sex maniac.”
“Convicted murderer yes, guilty no. But of course you didn't stick around long enough to find out if he did it, did you ? You can't really believe he killed all those people on Satellite 5 ?”
The Doctor was stunned. “Satellite 5, of course he didn't kill them. That was the Daleks. Are you saying that those were the murders he was convicted of?”
“Yes,” yelled Martha, “they forced him to confess because they needed a scapegoat.”
The Doctor started to feel sick. He had totally misjudged Jack, but it had never entered his head that the murders people spoke of had occurred over 100 years before. He picked himself off the floor and sank into a chair.
Martha continued her tirade, “He told me about you Doctor, about how you abandoned him, not once but twice. And I guess we can make that three times now.”
Hoping against hope that what Jack had told her was wrong she asked, “do you deny it Doctor ? Can you tell me that you didn't abandon him on Satellite 5, after he died for you!”
The Doctor shook his head but couldn't deny the facts. “I had to do it, he'd been resurrected from death. He was unnatural, wrong! I couldn't bear to be near him.”
Martha was just getting started in her rant and had no intention of stopping before she'd told the Doctor exactly what she thought.
“You left him in hell Doctor, with no way out. How could you do that to someone who was your friend?” More than a friend she thought if what she'd read between the lines was true.
The Doctor had no answer. What he had done was unconscionable and he knew it. He fell back into defensive mode. “I'm sorry Martha, but Jack is a grown man, he can look after himself.”
“Not where you left him he couldn't,” she yelled at him. “And then when you found him again and you could have saved him from the Pleasure Palace you left him again!”
The Doctor began to argue now. “Well that's got nothing to do with me. It's not my fault he chose to work as a prostitute. And apparently he was very well paid for it.”
Martha was taken aback, “Well paid ? You think he was paid ? And you think he was there voluntarily!”
The Doctor's sick feeling was increasing. “Wasn't he ?”
“No you idiot!,” she cried. “He was sent there to serve his sentence for his murder conviction.”
The Doctor was reeling at the implications of this. If Jack had been a prisoner when he booked him on Nirvana then he couldn't have given up his life of prostitution. A flash of Jack holding up his arms and saying “Are you mad, I can't just walk out of here” came to him and all of a sudden made much more sense. And how had he reacted. The Doctor cringed inwardly at the memory. Guilt was starting to build up inside him.
“I didn't realise,” he stuttered, “I really thought that would be Jack's idea of the perfect job.”
Martha hit him again at that, knocking the Doctor backwards in his chair. He was going to have a matching pair of black eyes.
“Ideal job!” she hissed. “It was without his consent every time Doctor. Does that sound like an ideal job to you?” Martha wasn't finished. “The guards on the research station raped him too. I saw it one time. They knew he'd been a prostitute and it was just a bit of after hours fun for them.”
She looked down, “And you know what Doctor, the guards were going to rape me, they had me pinned against the wall. But Jack stopped them. He saved me from being raped by three men Doctor, and they tortured him horribly for that. He was a good man and I wanted to save him. He deserved to be saved!” She was sobbing uncontrollably by this point.
“I'm really sorry Martha, I wish I'd known the true situation. I would have done things very differently on Nirvana and the research station.” Then the Doctor tried to defend himself again, “But Jack chose to jump into that rift. I didn't make him.”
“No?” queried Martha. “I think the belief that you would leave him behind had a lot to do with that don't you? He must have heard everything you said.”
Martha walked to other side of the console room from the Doctor, facing away from him and trying to calm herself. Eventually she regained her composure enough to ask “will he be all right, jumping through the rift I mean? What will happen to him?”
Guilt spiked through the Doctor like a knife. “He was probably ripped apart by the time winds in the rift and if he did manage to get through he could have landed anywhere. The chances of it being a habitable place are extremely low.” He paused before continuing. “I may not have wanted him on the TARDIS but I did not want this.”
Ripped apart by the time winds, Martha mused. Perhaps that was something that would finally kill Jack and allow him to rest. Perhaps he had hoped for that when he jumped.
Jack's story had severely dented her faith in the Doctor. She had initially given him the benefit of the doubt but his behaviour towards Jack at the research station had convinced her that what Jack had said was true. If she had been in a cell with a complete stranger she doubted that the Doctor would have hesitated to save them. And if the Doctor could behave so badly to one of his companions how could she continue to travel with him. She would always be waiting for him to abandon her and she couldn't live like that.
Decision made, she spoke up again. “What took you so long Doctor? I was on that research station for weeks. Next time how long should I wait until I figure out one day that you aren't coming for me? I think with Jack it was about 4 months and even then he hadn't totally given up hope.”
“I would never abandon you Martha”, the Doctor exclaimed, “I will always come for you.”
A sob caught in Martha's throat as she choked out “And isn't that exactly what you said to him. Take me home Doctor, I don't want to travel with you anymore.”
Chapter 16 is here ohinyan.livejournal.com/4962.html
A/N: Please don't kill me ! The next chapter will explain what has happened to Jack. I'm away next weekend but I will upload the next one before I go.
Part: 15/28-ish
Rating: 18+
Warnings: Explicit violence, non-con
Genre: Angst
Characters: Jack Harkness, Tenth Doctor, Martha Jones, Rose Tyler
Summary: The Doctor and Rose run into Jack after POTW but all is not as it seems. Note that this is a very dark fic.
Disclaimer: Not mine.
A/N:
Chapter 15: Confrontation
Seconds after Jack jumped into the rift the alarms sounded. The Doctor grabbed Martha and hauled her out of the room. “Run,” he cried and she did. Guards had just appeared at the end of the corridor when they reached the TARDIS. They shot at the Doctor and Martha but the Doctor yanked Martha inside without either of them being hit.
He rushed over to the console and sent them spinning into the vortex. “There we are then,” he said, “all safe and sound.” As he turned around he was met with Martha's fist as she decked him. She was trembling with rage.
“Are you insane! We are not all safe and sound. Jack isn't safe. He's god knows where. I promised him that you would save us both! He didn't believe me and I guess he was right all along.” She was sobbing by this point.
The Doctor spoke from his position on the floor. “Martha, you don't know that man. He's a convicted mass murderer and a con man not to mention a sex maniac.”
“Convicted murderer yes, guilty no. But of course you didn't stick around long enough to find out if he did it, did you ? You can't really believe he killed all those people on Satellite 5 ?”
The Doctor was stunned. “Satellite 5, of course he didn't kill them. That was the Daleks. Are you saying that those were the murders he was convicted of?”
“Yes,” yelled Martha, “they forced him to confess because they needed a scapegoat.”
The Doctor started to feel sick. He had totally misjudged Jack, but it had never entered his head that the murders people spoke of had occurred over 100 years before. He picked himself off the floor and sank into a chair.
Martha continued her tirade, “He told me about you Doctor, about how you abandoned him, not once but twice. And I guess we can make that three times now.”
Hoping against hope that what Jack had told her was wrong she asked, “do you deny it Doctor ? Can you tell me that you didn't abandon him on Satellite 5, after he died for you!”
The Doctor shook his head but couldn't deny the facts. “I had to do it, he'd been resurrected from death. He was unnatural, wrong! I couldn't bear to be near him.”
Martha was just getting started in her rant and had no intention of stopping before she'd told the Doctor exactly what she thought.
“You left him in hell Doctor, with no way out. How could you do that to someone who was your friend?” More than a friend she thought if what she'd read between the lines was true.
The Doctor had no answer. What he had done was unconscionable and he knew it. He fell back into defensive mode. “I'm sorry Martha, but Jack is a grown man, he can look after himself.”
“Not where you left him he couldn't,” she yelled at him. “And then when you found him again and you could have saved him from the Pleasure Palace you left him again!”
The Doctor began to argue now. “Well that's got nothing to do with me. It's not my fault he chose to work as a prostitute. And apparently he was very well paid for it.”
Martha was taken aback, “Well paid ? You think he was paid ? And you think he was there voluntarily!”
The Doctor's sick feeling was increasing. “Wasn't he ?”
“No you idiot!,” she cried. “He was sent there to serve his sentence for his murder conviction.”
The Doctor was reeling at the implications of this. If Jack had been a prisoner when he booked him on Nirvana then he couldn't have given up his life of prostitution. A flash of Jack holding up his arms and saying “Are you mad, I can't just walk out of here” came to him and all of a sudden made much more sense. And how had he reacted. The Doctor cringed inwardly at the memory. Guilt was starting to build up inside him.
“I didn't realise,” he stuttered, “I really thought that would be Jack's idea of the perfect job.”
Martha hit him again at that, knocking the Doctor backwards in his chair. He was going to have a matching pair of black eyes.
“Ideal job!” she hissed. “It was without his consent every time Doctor. Does that sound like an ideal job to you?” Martha wasn't finished. “The guards on the research station raped him too. I saw it one time. They knew he'd been a prostitute and it was just a bit of after hours fun for them.”
She looked down, “And you know what Doctor, the guards were going to rape me, they had me pinned against the wall. But Jack stopped them. He saved me from being raped by three men Doctor, and they tortured him horribly for that. He was a good man and I wanted to save him. He deserved to be saved!” She was sobbing uncontrollably by this point.
“I'm really sorry Martha, I wish I'd known the true situation. I would have done things very differently on Nirvana and the research station.” Then the Doctor tried to defend himself again, “But Jack chose to jump into that rift. I didn't make him.”
“No?” queried Martha. “I think the belief that you would leave him behind had a lot to do with that don't you? He must have heard everything you said.”
Martha walked to other side of the console room from the Doctor, facing away from him and trying to calm herself. Eventually she regained her composure enough to ask “will he be all right, jumping through the rift I mean? What will happen to him?”
Guilt spiked through the Doctor like a knife. “He was probably ripped apart by the time winds in the rift and if he did manage to get through he could have landed anywhere. The chances of it being a habitable place are extremely low.” He paused before continuing. “I may not have wanted him on the TARDIS but I did not want this.”
Ripped apart by the time winds, Martha mused. Perhaps that was something that would finally kill Jack and allow him to rest. Perhaps he had hoped for that when he jumped.
Jack's story had severely dented her faith in the Doctor. She had initially given him the benefit of the doubt but his behaviour towards Jack at the research station had convinced her that what Jack had said was true. If she had been in a cell with a complete stranger she doubted that the Doctor would have hesitated to save them. And if the Doctor could behave so badly to one of his companions how could she continue to travel with him. She would always be waiting for him to abandon her and she couldn't live like that.
Decision made, she spoke up again. “What took you so long Doctor? I was on that research station for weeks. Next time how long should I wait until I figure out one day that you aren't coming for me? I think with Jack it was about 4 months and even then he hadn't totally given up hope.”
“I would never abandon you Martha”, the Doctor exclaimed, “I will always come for you.”
A sob caught in Martha's throat as she choked out “And isn't that exactly what you said to him. Take me home Doctor, I don't want to travel with you anymore.”
Chapter 16 is here ohinyan.livejournal.com/4962.html
A/N: Please don't kill me ! The next chapter will explain what has happened to Jack. I'm away next weekend but I will upload the next one before I go.