Part 03 - Chapter 03 - New Dynamics
A/N: This is around the episodes The Empty Child & The Doctor Dances
I set off the alarms and watch as Theta jumps at the sudden noise. There is something in the time vortex that doesn’t belong here and its spinning wildly jumping time tracks. I can’t quite identify what it is, it’s a cylinder of some sort but beyond that all I know is that it doesn’t belong, not here, and for some reason the thing seems headed for earth, London to be specific; Theta will want to know.
He is running around flipping levers and moving controls, I wish at times I had better control of my systems. It’s hard getting old, and it makes it hard on my poor Theta him having to compensate so much for things I should be able to do for him. Yet he never complains even when I try to compensate for the lock drift on the object we’re chasing and one of my fuses sparks and burns him he doesn’t complain. He takes it in his stride like he always does, always so quick to forgive me my shortcomings. Just one of the zillions of reasons I love him; at least since the guardian helped me heal after the war a lot of my systems seem to be working better then they have in centuries.
I am still not completely certain what all the modifications the Guardian made do, or even what they all are for that matter. He said that I would know when the time was right; I would know what had to occur. He promised me when Theta needed me most I would be able to do what he required of me. That I would know what had to be done; I still wonder what it is that will be required of me. I do know that Rose is somehow part of the Guardians’ plan and that things will never be the same again after and what is to come is going to be very hard for all of us. I just hope that my faith in the Guardian is not misplaced. I know Theta has always mistrusted the Guardians both White and Black, which is why I never told him of what, happened in those days right after the war. I am still not sure I could have got him to Alistair considering how badly I was damaged, at least not soon enough. It scares me a bit when I think about how much power the Guardians hold and what agendas they might have that I will never know about.
Well they’re off again, I just hope that Theta and Rose are careful, I have a bad feeling about that device we were chasing. I just wish they hadn’t fought before they left, both of them are trying so hard to protect the other that all they did was fight over everything today.
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For the man who goes by the name Jack Harkness it has been another boring day. Things are about to change.
When will those time agents show up? It’s been weeks since I sent that Chula ambulance out after the retro blue box that had been hovering in the vortex, just begging to be lured in. I know exactly how I am going to lure them in, I got it all figured out, have had for months now, but it’s the waiting that is always the boring part. At least there’s entertainment to be had. As I look over at Algy, I can’t help but think about the fact that it is not easy being a gay man in the early 1940’s; all the more reason to enjoy the company when you find someone of like mind. It’s kept the nights from getting too dreary, too cold while I waited around for the time agents to arrive for my carefully planned show.
What’s that? Hmmm, well that’s not something you see every day, a blonde hanging from a barrage balloon, wearing a union jack t-shirt no less. Not exactly how I was expecting to find the time agent but I’ll take it. “Ooo, excellent bottom,” I better get moving; its not like she is going to be able to hang around all night like that. With the air raid started, if the planes don’t get her she will eventually fall which would rather put a crimp in my plans. Grateful women do have this wonderful habit of being… well, grateful in the most delightful ways, which will just make this con job all that easier; this sure beats sitting in an air raid shelter again.
I smile in amusement as Algy thinks I was referring to his rear. I should let him know I won’t be joining him, “Sorry old man, I got to go meet a girl, but you have an excellent bottom too.” Maybe later I will make it up to him, after I take care of business.
It doesn’t take me long to make it to the ship, I just get out of sight and teleport up; plenty of time to catch my blonde.
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I feel Theta’s concern when he exits the club and doesn’t find Rose. I can also feel the threads of time already moving to bring a new human into our lives and although I can’t seem to get a clear sense of what will happen I do know that the presence of this new male will help Theta and Rose grow closer. The initial concern I had felt at Rose’s unexpected vertical departure were muted almost immediately by the new configuration of the time threads, no need to worry Theta about her present danger. With the new weaving of events there are virtually none where Rose is in any extended danger. So I assure him she is fine and encourage him to go look into this new mystery that has captured his interest.
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Nothing can ruin my day right now. I have Rose in my arms and for once every one lived, no death, no destruction; these days are so rare and they really should be properly enjoyed. Hundreds of people were affected by the nano-genes, hundreds of people who had been hurt, injured or killed in the war, but this time… this time they weren’t going to die. No one died today, not even that pretty boy Harkness. When Rose had asked what had happened to Jack I had felt a stab of guilt because I knew, he had been going to his death to try to make up for his mistake with the nano-gene con at my request and I had forgotten him. I had disliked him on sight, how could I not? He was pretty, and if there is one thing I have learned Rose likes her pretty boys, but far more damning was the smell of arousal that was pouring off him, not just him but also my Rose. I could smell her all over the man as he passed me in the hall of the hospital and it had made my blood boil. I don’t want to think about what I would have done if they had smelled like sex.
The thought of him having sex with her or even touching her causes me to draw Rose closer. She made it clear when we first got back on board that she has forgiven me for my mistake of taking her back to see her dad and right now that means everything. She is in my arms not that pretty boy Jack’s and if I have anything to say about it ‘Captain’ Jack will never have her. She is in my arms and Jack can just look till he is green with envy because I’m not letting him anywhere near her to dance, not literally or figuratively. Every fiber of my being is screaming she is mine even as I have become hopelessly hers. I know now in the face of her distancing herself from me today that I could no more send her away then I would send Verity away or hack off one of my limbs. I would rather die than see either of them taken from me. Only their certain death if I didn’t send them away would prompt me to voluntarily leave them. I also know if I did my every waking minute for the rest of my lives would be focused on getting back to them. That knowledge should scare me, but somehow it doesn’t and that by it self scares me even more. This is the new truth I live with; knowing now it’s pointless to fight, I let the thought go.
As I think back Rose had been so surprised when Jack had gone off to seduce the male guard but it hadn’t surprised me one bit. The way Jack has been stealing glances in my direction, the way the smell of arousal increases when Jack draws near me, it has been obvious that Rose isn’t the only one Jack would gladly take to bed. I have no interest in what he may want to offer in that arena. The only one I want in my bed is already here in my arms and I am never going to let her go. I tried, I really did, but seeing the way she looked at Jack and the way her words back in the hospital had cut me to the quick. I shiver ever so slightly thinking how she had just dismissed me, dismissed what we had done together, what we have shared.
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“Doctor?” I ask in a whisper as I feel him tremble ever so slightly. His emotions are bleeding around the edges of his shields. He’s scared, and it hurts. I never want him to be scared of anything. “Doctor what’s the matter?” In an instant the emotions I have been feeling vanish as if they never were and I have to wonder if maybe he still hasn’t forgiven me after all. I mean I haven’t felt any other emotions from him since that short burst of joy bordering on ecstasy when he discovered that the nano-genes had figured out Nancy was Jamie’s mom.
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“Nothing, Rose, nothing at all.” I reply just as quietly and know she senses the lie in my words as she slightly stiffens in my arms. I really have grown careless with my shields and my instructors back at the academy would be ashamed of me for such carelessness. I mentally shake myself. Now is not the time for the past, not when for once everyone has lived. I know I have to tell her something as I start to feel her shifting her weight to pull out of my arms, I gently but subtlety pull her off balance with a turn and whisper in her ear, “I just thought about losing you.” I am relieved when she accepts that and relaxes back against me. Verity, bless her, has changed the music to a slow tune. I hope that Rose thinks I meant lose her to those gas mask zombies and not to Jack. I really don’t want her to think me so weak as to be worried about some two-bit conman but I can’t help pulling her just a bit closer as I think about it, and am gratified when she snuggles into to me and lays her head on my shoulder.
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Why did Rose and the Doctor come back? Not that I’m objecting, much better odds of survival here than with that bomb. Watching them, clearly they are a couple. Nice to see at least one of us has someone they can hold on to. It is also rather nice I am not feeling a lot of pain right now after swallowing down the last of that hyper vodka; it helps blunt the knowledge that I have just lost everything, again. Some con this turned out to be. Not only do I almost kill the entire human race by turning them in gas mask wearing zombies yelling for their mommy but I lost my ship too. I haven’t been this lacking in resources in a long time. At least I’m alive and intact in body and mind, well other than those two years the agency took. So I guess I’m better off than a couple of times I had to leave a place in a hurry. At least I made enough of an impression on Rose saving her life that she was able to get the Doctor to come get me. From the welcome he gave me it’s pretty obvious he wouldn’t have come for me if it hadn’t been for her. I’ll have to thank her for that when I get a chance.
Do they even know how close they’re dancing to each other? It’s like sex standing up. I wonder if they realize as they dance around the console that their every move together screams how much they care about each other how much they want each other? But where does that leave me? God, they look good enough to eat, I would gladly take them both to bed in an instant. There is something about him that just exudes the feeling ‘trust me’ and her well… yum. I can’t help but appreciate her curves and she felt so hot against me earlier.
I wonder how they came to be traveling together, he’s not human, he made that more than clear in the hospital room, but what is he? Who is he? She calls him the Doctor and obviously it’s his ship. The control room looks almost organic and ever since I came on board I have felt a gentle female presence in the back of my mind, not intrusive but there is definitely something there, and very sentient if I’m not mistaken.
There are so many things I want to ask but with a floorshow like this… well the questions will wait. Obviously they’re not going to push me out of an air lock, if that was the plan they wouldn’t have even bothered coming back to pick me up. I can’t help wondering what they do plan to do, besides dance. I wonder if he will let me have a go at dancing with her.
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I catch a stray thought from the Captain, driven by such ardor that I can’t help but turn to glare at him over Rose’s head. I’ll have to talk to him about that, it’s more than obvious his desire is for both of us, but that thought, that lust was definitely directed at Rose and that won’t do at all. I feel so possessive now and can’t help thinking that this is why the Time Lords had put such prohibitions on interactions with other species. I feel more alive just being with Rose than I ever have, but with that feeling has come this possessiveness that borders on obsession that I am still not comfortable about yet. It also seems the more I fight it the worse it seems to get.
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My head snaps up as I feel the Doctor glaring at me, I wonder if he’s telepathic? Not exactly like my thoughts have been chaste these last few minutes. Guess that answers that, the expression on his face is making it very clear what my chances of touching Rose, even to just dance with her; they're none. The man does have the most beautiful blue eyes though. I just can’t seem to break eye contact with him, his eyes boring into mine. I want to cringe away, but I force myself to hold his gaze a moment longer and acknowledge his ‘keep your hands to yourself’ message. That done I break eye contact and release the breath I hadn’t realized I was holding. This Doctor is not one to be trifled with; the power in that gaze he pinned me with makes me shiver. It’s rare that I have met someone that has so totally paralyzed me with just a look. It was like he was looking deep into my soul, measuring me out. I can’t help but feel that he has found me wanting and I feel a blush of shame color my cheeks as I think about how close I came to destroying the human race this evening. I just want to crawl off and hide, but even that’s not an option. This is his ship, his rules, his timing and he is making it very clear that Rose is his too, I wonder why that doesn’t scare me more then it does. I close my eyes as suddenly I feel a wash of very feminine comfort over my senses and then it gently withdraws. I blink at the surprising sensation. Ok that was unexpected but it’s kind of nice to, at least someone here seems to like me. No question now that this is a sentient being we are within. Where in the world did he come by such a magnificent ship? I feel her purr in my mind and I can’t help but smile; well at least I have one ally here.
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What is it with this new human the Doctor has allowed on board? Earlier I had felt certain he would be joining us. Now though I can’t seem to sense any of his near future, and something about that just seems odd. Especially considering the certainty I have that he is meant to be here.
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I set off the alarms and watch as Theta jumps at the sudden noise. There is something in the time vortex that doesn’t belong here and its spinning wildly jumping time tracks. I can’t quite identify what it is, it’s a cylinder of some sort but beyond that all I know is that it doesn’t belong, not here, and for some reason the thing seems headed for earth, London to be specific; Theta will want to know.
He is running around flipping levers and moving controls, I wish at times I had better control of my systems. It’s hard getting old, and it makes it hard on my poor Theta him having to compensate so much for things I should be able to do for him. Yet he never complains even when I try to compensate for the lock drift on the object we’re chasing and one of my fuses sparks and burns him he doesn’t complain. He takes it in his stride like he always does, always so quick to forgive me my shortcomings. Just one of the zillions of reasons I love him; at least since the guardian helped me heal after the war a lot of my systems seem to be working better then they have in centuries.
I am still not completely certain what all the modifications the Guardian made do, or even what they all are for that matter. He said that I would know when the time was right; I would know what had to occur. He promised me when Theta needed me most I would be able to do what he required of me. That I would know what had to be done; I still wonder what it is that will be required of me. I do know that Rose is somehow part of the Guardians’ plan and that things will never be the same again after and what is to come is going to be very hard for all of us. I just hope that my faith in the Guardian is not misplaced. I know Theta has always mistrusted the Guardians both White and Black, which is why I never told him of what, happened in those days right after the war. I am still not sure I could have got him to Alistair considering how badly I was damaged, at least not soon enough. It scares me a bit when I think about how much power the Guardians hold and what agendas they might have that I will never know about.
Well they’re off again, I just hope that Theta and Rose are careful, I have a bad feeling about that device we were chasing. I just wish they hadn’t fought before they left, both of them are trying so hard to protect the other that all they did was fight over everything today.
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For the man who goes by the name Jack Harkness it has been another boring day. Things are about to change.
When will those time agents show up? It’s been weeks since I sent that Chula ambulance out after the retro blue box that had been hovering in the vortex, just begging to be lured in. I know exactly how I am going to lure them in, I got it all figured out, have had for months now, but it’s the waiting that is always the boring part. At least there’s entertainment to be had. As I look over at Algy, I can’t help but think about the fact that it is not easy being a gay man in the early 1940’s; all the more reason to enjoy the company when you find someone of like mind. It’s kept the nights from getting too dreary, too cold while I waited around for the time agents to arrive for my carefully planned show.
What’s that? Hmmm, well that’s not something you see every day, a blonde hanging from a barrage balloon, wearing a union jack t-shirt no less. Not exactly how I was expecting to find the time agent but I’ll take it. “Ooo, excellent bottom,” I better get moving; its not like she is going to be able to hang around all night like that. With the air raid started, if the planes don’t get her she will eventually fall which would rather put a crimp in my plans. Grateful women do have this wonderful habit of being… well, grateful in the most delightful ways, which will just make this con job all that easier; this sure beats sitting in an air raid shelter again.
I smile in amusement as Algy thinks I was referring to his rear. I should let him know I won’t be joining him, “Sorry old man, I got to go meet a girl, but you have an excellent bottom too.” Maybe later I will make it up to him, after I take care of business.
It doesn’t take me long to make it to the ship, I just get out of sight and teleport up; plenty of time to catch my blonde.
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I feel Theta’s concern when he exits the club and doesn’t find Rose. I can also feel the threads of time already moving to bring a new human into our lives and although I can’t seem to get a clear sense of what will happen I do know that the presence of this new male will help Theta and Rose grow closer. The initial concern I had felt at Rose’s unexpected vertical departure were muted almost immediately by the new configuration of the time threads, no need to worry Theta about her present danger. With the new weaving of events there are virtually none where Rose is in any extended danger. So I assure him she is fine and encourage him to go look into this new mystery that has captured his interest.
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Nothing can ruin my day right now. I have Rose in my arms and for once every one lived, no death, no destruction; these days are so rare and they really should be properly enjoyed. Hundreds of people were affected by the nano-genes, hundreds of people who had been hurt, injured or killed in the war, but this time… this time they weren’t going to die. No one died today, not even that pretty boy Harkness. When Rose had asked what had happened to Jack I had felt a stab of guilt because I knew, he had been going to his death to try to make up for his mistake with the nano-gene con at my request and I had forgotten him. I had disliked him on sight, how could I not? He was pretty, and if there is one thing I have learned Rose likes her pretty boys, but far more damning was the smell of arousal that was pouring off him, not just him but also my Rose. I could smell her all over the man as he passed me in the hall of the hospital and it had made my blood boil. I don’t want to think about what I would have done if they had smelled like sex.
The thought of him having sex with her or even touching her causes me to draw Rose closer. She made it clear when we first got back on board that she has forgiven me for my mistake of taking her back to see her dad and right now that means everything. She is in my arms not that pretty boy Jack’s and if I have anything to say about it ‘Captain’ Jack will never have her. She is in my arms and Jack can just look till he is green with envy because I’m not letting him anywhere near her to dance, not literally or figuratively. Every fiber of my being is screaming she is mine even as I have become hopelessly hers. I know now in the face of her distancing herself from me today that I could no more send her away then I would send Verity away or hack off one of my limbs. I would rather die than see either of them taken from me. Only their certain death if I didn’t send them away would prompt me to voluntarily leave them. I also know if I did my every waking minute for the rest of my lives would be focused on getting back to them. That knowledge should scare me, but somehow it doesn’t and that by it self scares me even more. This is the new truth I live with; knowing now it’s pointless to fight, I let the thought go.
As I think back Rose had been so surprised when Jack had gone off to seduce the male guard but it hadn’t surprised me one bit. The way Jack has been stealing glances in my direction, the way the smell of arousal increases when Jack draws near me, it has been obvious that Rose isn’t the only one Jack would gladly take to bed. I have no interest in what he may want to offer in that arena. The only one I want in my bed is already here in my arms and I am never going to let her go. I tried, I really did, but seeing the way she looked at Jack and the way her words back in the hospital had cut me to the quick. I shiver ever so slightly thinking how she had just dismissed me, dismissed what we had done together, what we have shared.
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“Doctor?” I ask in a whisper as I feel him tremble ever so slightly. His emotions are bleeding around the edges of his shields. He’s scared, and it hurts. I never want him to be scared of anything. “Doctor what’s the matter?” In an instant the emotions I have been feeling vanish as if they never were and I have to wonder if maybe he still hasn’t forgiven me after all. I mean I haven’t felt any other emotions from him since that short burst of joy bordering on ecstasy when he discovered that the nano-genes had figured out Nancy was Jamie’s mom.
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“Nothing, Rose, nothing at all.” I reply just as quietly and know she senses the lie in my words as she slightly stiffens in my arms. I really have grown careless with my shields and my instructors back at the academy would be ashamed of me for such carelessness. I mentally shake myself. Now is not the time for the past, not when for once everyone has lived. I know I have to tell her something as I start to feel her shifting her weight to pull out of my arms, I gently but subtlety pull her off balance with a turn and whisper in her ear, “I just thought about losing you.” I am relieved when she accepts that and relaxes back against me. Verity, bless her, has changed the music to a slow tune. I hope that Rose thinks I meant lose her to those gas mask zombies and not to Jack. I really don’t want her to think me so weak as to be worried about some two-bit conman but I can’t help pulling her just a bit closer as I think about it, and am gratified when she snuggles into to me and lays her head on my shoulder.
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Why did Rose and the Doctor come back? Not that I’m objecting, much better odds of survival here than with that bomb. Watching them, clearly they are a couple. Nice to see at least one of us has someone they can hold on to. It is also rather nice I am not feeling a lot of pain right now after swallowing down the last of that hyper vodka; it helps blunt the knowledge that I have just lost everything, again. Some con this turned out to be. Not only do I almost kill the entire human race by turning them in gas mask wearing zombies yelling for their mommy but I lost my ship too. I haven’t been this lacking in resources in a long time. At least I’m alive and intact in body and mind, well other than those two years the agency took. So I guess I’m better off than a couple of times I had to leave a place in a hurry. At least I made enough of an impression on Rose saving her life that she was able to get the Doctor to come get me. From the welcome he gave me it’s pretty obvious he wouldn’t have come for me if it hadn’t been for her. I’ll have to thank her for that when I get a chance.
Do they even know how close they’re dancing to each other? It’s like sex standing up. I wonder if they realize as they dance around the console that their every move together screams how much they care about each other how much they want each other? But where does that leave me? God, they look good enough to eat, I would gladly take them both to bed in an instant. There is something about him that just exudes the feeling ‘trust me’ and her well… yum. I can’t help but appreciate her curves and she felt so hot against me earlier.
I wonder how they came to be traveling together, he’s not human, he made that more than clear in the hospital room, but what is he? Who is he? She calls him the Doctor and obviously it’s his ship. The control room looks almost organic and ever since I came on board I have felt a gentle female presence in the back of my mind, not intrusive but there is definitely something there, and very sentient if I’m not mistaken.
There are so many things I want to ask but with a floorshow like this… well the questions will wait. Obviously they’re not going to push me out of an air lock, if that was the plan they wouldn’t have even bothered coming back to pick me up. I can’t help wondering what they do plan to do, besides dance. I wonder if he will let me have a go at dancing with her.
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I catch a stray thought from the Captain, driven by such ardor that I can’t help but turn to glare at him over Rose’s head. I’ll have to talk to him about that, it’s more than obvious his desire is for both of us, but that thought, that lust was definitely directed at Rose and that won’t do at all. I feel so possessive now and can’t help thinking that this is why the Time Lords had put such prohibitions on interactions with other species. I feel more alive just being with Rose than I ever have, but with that feeling has come this possessiveness that borders on obsession that I am still not comfortable about yet. It also seems the more I fight it the worse it seems to get.
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My head snaps up as I feel the Doctor glaring at me, I wonder if he’s telepathic? Not exactly like my thoughts have been chaste these last few minutes. Guess that answers that, the expression on his face is making it very clear what my chances of touching Rose, even to just dance with her; they're none. The man does have the most beautiful blue eyes though. I just can’t seem to break eye contact with him, his eyes boring into mine. I want to cringe away, but I force myself to hold his gaze a moment longer and acknowledge his ‘keep your hands to yourself’ message. That done I break eye contact and release the breath I hadn’t realized I was holding. This Doctor is not one to be trifled with; the power in that gaze he pinned me with makes me shiver. It’s rare that I have met someone that has so totally paralyzed me with just a look. It was like he was looking deep into my soul, measuring me out. I can’t help but feel that he has found me wanting and I feel a blush of shame color my cheeks as I think about how close I came to destroying the human race this evening. I just want to crawl off and hide, but even that’s not an option. This is his ship, his rules, his timing and he is making it very clear that Rose is his too, I wonder why that doesn’t scare me more then it does. I close my eyes as suddenly I feel a wash of very feminine comfort over my senses and then it gently withdraws. I blink at the surprising sensation. Ok that was unexpected but it’s kind of nice to, at least someone here seems to like me. No question now that this is a sentient being we are within. Where in the world did he come by such a magnificent ship? I feel her purr in my mind and I can’t help but smile; well at least I have one ally here.
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What is it with this new human the Doctor has allowed on board? Earlier I had felt certain he would be joining us. Now though I can’t seem to sense any of his near future, and something about that just seems odd. Especially considering the certainty I have that he is meant to be here.
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