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If the Winds in the Right Direction - Part 2
by Bane Huntress
Chapter 1 – Old awakenings
Gwen was thinking about going home. They had finally moved the TARDIS from
her living room to the HUB. She doubted Rhys would be waiting up for her,
he was probably out celebrating the fact he had gotten rid of the pregnant
guy and all the weirdness that went with it.
Jack had given them all the day off, Tosh and Ianto had been reluctant to
leave, but the mention of bills prompted them to go, along with Owen who
claimed he needed to find a pub.
That left her.
Mostly, she had been looking after Rose, who was now with her parents.
Jack was sitting on the grating over by the big round control column, Alex
in his and the Doctor was once again rummaging around in a hole with Rose,
instructing her to pull on this wire or to put that plug in some socket.
She had gone to get something to drink for everyone, now she just stood in
the doorway, a tray in her hands, looking at the odd family.
When Jack had finally been able to look after Alexander, he hadn’t really
let him go, she guessed he was making up for lost time, it was so natural
the way he looked after him.
The Doctor also seemed to relax a little, well as much she had ever seen
him relax. He always seemed a little overbearing, always wanting to know
their every movement, only seeming happy when they were all in the same
room.
What shocked her most was how Jack just smiled and accepted it all.
Jack’s laugh broke her out of her musing.
“You’re getting old.” Jack was actually giggling. “Maybe we should just
let Rose fix the TARDIS and we can all go to the Zoo on new Earth.”
“Zoo?” Rose piped up.
“Soon.” The Doctor promised, she could tell he was glaring at Jack, even
if she could only see the back of his head.
“Do they have Polar bears?”
“Ah.” Jack frowned, “Maybe we can go to one here then, there’s the Welsh
Mountain Zoo, up in Colwyn Bay maybe or Chester Zoo… but I’m not sure
about Polar bears, we can ask Tosh in the morning ok?”
“Aren’t you meant to be helping me fix the TARDIS little one?” The Doctor
changed the subject tactfully. “And Gwen, can I get that tea before it
gets cold?”
“Sorry!” she blurted out then hurried over, handed out the drinks, a
beaker of lemonade for Rose, a bottle for Alex and tea for the rest of
them.
“Stick that in there for me.” The Doctor said as he took a sip of his tea,
“Ah! No not there… Just pull it out.”
“It’s stuck!” Rose piped up.
Ignoring the kafuffle she took her own cuppa and perched on the seat,
content to watch what was going on.
She noticed Jack about to ask her something when the left doors of the
TARDIS flew open and a young blonde woman came charging in.
Gwen almost dropped her cup as she shot to her feet, there was no way she
could have gotten into the HUB, never mind getting into the TARDIS itself.
“Wh…” the woman said as shocked as she was.
“Who are you?” Gwen asked as she reached for the gun she forgot she wasn’t
wearing. The Doctor and Jack had asked all the weapons be locked away.
Out of the corner of her eye she watched the Doctor hand Rose into Jack’s
arms, placing a finger to his lip’s before he bounded to his feet.
“Hello!” he said as he moved away from Jack and the kids. Then he paused,
his eyes impossibly wide as his mouth fell open. “Rose?” he whispered.
“Doctor?” the woman replied just as flabbergasted.
“But… You’re in a parallel universe… there’s no way back… how?” The Doctor
took a step forward then stopped. “How did you get back?” his tone
suddenly cold.
“I could ask you the same thing… We were just destroying the last traces
of the Cyber men, I’d promised my mum I would baby-sit tonight… But what
are you doing here?”
The door flew open again and another man came in, slamming it closed
behind him. “Come on ya stupid ape, stop dilly dallying!” he rushed passed
the woman called Rose then also halted, his eyes narrowed.
“How’d ya get on my ship?” his blue eyes were intense as he glowered at
them.
“I think you’ll find this is my ship.” The Doctor said as if he had just
been affronted.
The other man seemed to finally look around, noting the mess that the
control room still was. “What the hell have ya done!” he shouted, bending
to pick up some kind of cube with wires leading from it. “Ya pulled out
the flux time diameter?! Are you insane?”
The Doctor reached up and scratched the back of his head. “Well… I didn’t
have much choice at the time. But like I said, this is my ship.”
The woman Rose turned and opened the TARDIS door again and gasped.
“Doctor…” she sounded shocked. Gwen could see the HUB on the other side.
“Did we move?”
“No.”
“Nope.”
Both men answered in unison, then glared at each other.
“I think you will find we are currently parked at Torchwood 3 Cardiff,
just below the Millennium centre. We haven’t moved in, owww, twenty six
hours… As I said, my ship.”
“But… how?... We can’t cross parallel universes just like that anymore!”
the other man said snapping his fingers as he also looked out into the HUB
then back again.
“Dad! I got it out!” Rose suddenly shouted in triumph as she ran to her
father with a little plug in her hand.
“Rose!” Jack snapped as he struggled to his feet, he grabbed her by the
arm, pulling her behind his legs protectively.
“Oh my god! Jack!” the woman Rose shouted in disbelief as she began to
move towards him. The Doctor immediately put himself in her path,
effectively blocking Jack and the children from view. “You told me he was
dead!” she accused. “You said the Daleks’ killed him on that Game
Station!”
“I was wrong.” The Doctor’s voice was even now, “You bought him back to
life when you had the time vortex inside you. I didn’t understand what you
meant then, but I finally figured it out.”
Rose gave him a sad smile, “So at least you’re not alone then.”
Gwen looked over at Jack to see if he knew what was going on, but he had
his eyes fixed on the Doctor as he unconsciously touched a panel on the
console, he seemed to be making a conscious effect not to look at the
other man.
“After I lost you I spent some time alone before I finally figured it
out.”
“Has he finished with that scan yet?” the other man demanded, nodding his
head at Jack.
The Doctor moved to stand in front of Jack again.
“Oh for heavens sake, do I look like am going ta do anything ta him… an’ I
don’t allow kids on the ship, I think that’s rather lax of ya, specially
in this mess!” he said kicking some more wires.
“You keep messing up my filing system and I just might kick you off MY
ship!” the Doctor barked.
The other man just rolled his eyes. “So, ya finished?” he asked raising
his dark eyebrows.
“He’s a Time Lord.” Jack confirmed to the Doctor, “He is almost you… or
you as you used to be… and Rose is Rose, only about two years older.”
The Doctor turned to Rose, “How did you meet?”
The blonde was just about to answer when the other man butted in, “My
TARDIS kind of found ‘er.”
“About six months ago.” Rose confirmed. “He just blundered into my Dads
mansion full of questions.” She grinned at the older man. “Just like
always.”
“I don’t blunder!” Both men replied at once before glaring at each other
again.
“Do ya mind?” the other Doctor snarled.
“Yes, yes I do as a matter of fact.” The Doctor fumed, “I have enough
things to be dealing with, without you two as well. Nice to see you again
though Rose. But really, your timing isn’t the best.”
The other Doctor was about to say something when Jack grabbed her arm.
“Gwen.” He said and when she looked at him he looked pale again. “Can you
take Rose and Alex to get some ice-cream?”
“Wha…” she just managed to get hold of Alexander as he was thrust into her
arms.
“Now?” he said, pushing Rose at her also. Then he whispered. “Keep them
occupied for a while.”
She nodded as she took Rose’s hand. “Come on then,” she said to the wide
eyed little girl. Reluctantly she turned to leave, her inquisitive side
was screaming at her to stay and find out what was going on, she would
just have to settle for quizzing Jack later.
He was relieved when Jack had asked Gwen to take their children away; he
just wished Jack would have gone with them as well, also knowing that Jack
wouldn’t leave him alone with this.
He felt a hand take hold of the back of his shirt, and Jack leaning up
against his back. He really didn’t want to take his eyes off their two
guests.
“Doc…” Jack gasped and he really couldn’t be concerned with the
interlopers.
He turned to find Jack pale faced and looking like he was about to throw
up, and he wasn’t proved wrong as Jack lurched over to the rail and
brought up his dinner.
“Ya boyfriend just threw up on the Camellia Circuit board an’ I don’t
think its sick proof.” The other man said in a sarcastically light hearted
way that grated on his already raw nerves.
He smoothed Jack’s hair back as he hiccupped then retched again.
“Is it smoking?” the other man asked. “Nope, it’s defiantly not vomit
proof.”
“Shut up!” Rose admonished, then she was stood at Jack’s other side,
rubbing his back. “Are you all right?” she asked Jack, when she didn’t get
an answer she looked at him, her blue eyes concerned. “What wrong with
him?”
“Morning sickness.” The other man said offhand as he picked up something
else and began fiddling with it.
Jack chuckled, “That was eight…” he heaved. “Months ago…”
“Wha…” Rose asked then gave an embarrassed laughed. “Seriously, what’s
wrong?”
He just looked at her with no reply over Jack’s back. Whatever she saw
there made her take a step back.
“He’s actually just getting over the…” he paused, he might not be so good
when it came to other people’s feelings but he had had feelings for Rose
that went deeper than they should have, even if they were unobtainable, he
knew she had loved him in her own misguided way. But he couldn’t lie to
her, nor would he hide it. “He’s getting over the birth of our second
child.”
Her mouth opened wide. “but… that baby the other woman took?... that’s?”
He nodded without looking away from her. “That was Alexander.”
“Alexander?” the other man laughed, “Nice an’ not very pretentious.”
“I don’t remember you being such a prick…” Jack chuckled, finally
straightening up but leaned heavily against him. “I think I need to lie
down…”
He didn’t hesitate as he put one of Jack’s arms over his shoulder, then
picked him up. “Bed or sofa?”
Jack rested his head on his shoulder. “I prefer bed, but I’d say sofa
right now.”
Without a word he began towards the living room that had seen more action
in these last few days than it had in centuries. “Are you guys coming?” he
asked, “And for heavens sake put that down!” he told the other Doctor.
Jack could have died of embarrassment when he had thrown up in the Control
room, his timing sucked. But with his lingering weakness and then the
shock of seeing Rose again, his body had decided enough was quite enough.
He hadn’t looked at the other man who said he was the Doctor, that
Yorkshire droll had been enough to quicken his heart, it had been the
voice that had won him so long ago, but to actually look directly at him
would have been more embarrassing than he could bear.
Now he just clutched at his Doctor, the man who had won him all over
again, the man who would rip this and any other world apart for him and
their children.
His experimental brown hair and large expressive chocolate eyes, a toothy
smile that could light up any room, his long straight nose and a voice
that could soothe him or talk for hours, his passion in all its forms, and
all of it was his, and his alone.
He looked at him now, his brows drawn over concerned eyes, asking a silent
question.
“I’ll be all right.” He promised him. “I just forgot to nap earlier.”
“I can kick them out,” the Doctor said, and meant it.
Jack didn’t really like the thought of chucking them out into the HUB, it
might have been his home for a long time, but it wasn’t really up for
sporting lost guests.
“Oy!” Rose said indignantly. “You can’t do that!”
“No, no” he chuckled despite the sickness he still felt. “If it gets too
boring I’ll just sleep here.”
“This is all well an’ good.” The old Doctor said in that bored tone he
remembered so well. “But I would like ta go back ta My Universe now if
it’s not at all inconvenient.”
He watched as his Doc rolled his eye. “If I knew how you got here then I
would send you back in a heartbeat, but, as you can see, the TARDIS isn’t
up to much right now, she can’t even move at the moment. Soooo, you’re
stuck here with us for the time being. I just ask you to keep the loo seat
down and not to teach Rose any more swearwords than she already knows.”
“But I…?” Rose looked confused.
“Not you, our Rose… Little Rose I guess… We, ah, named her after you in
fact.”
“You did?” she grinned. “But when?... or should I say how?”
“Well…” the Doctor said and Jack could do nothing but cringe “When two
people love each other and the…”
“Doc…”
“… winds in the right…”
”Doc!... not that again” he chuckled despite himself.
“Spoilsport.” The Doctor pouted then gave him a grin as he reached out and
held one of his hands.
Jack finally explained to Rose exactly what had happened, when and why.
All the time she sat with her hands over her mouth. He noticed out of the
corner of his eye that the other Doctor leaned forwards a bit when he
explained that he wasn’t human, that in fact the Doctor might be the last
Time Lord but he wasn’t the last Galafrayan at all.
“So you’re trying to tell us…” the other Doctor pointed at him. “That
you’re from Kerrafrey? But that’s impossible, that planet was wiped out
along with whole galaxies.”
“His father was from there, his mother was a Time Lord… Lilly, you met
her, always wore pigtails, had a fondness for tartan?”
The other Doctor was quiet for a time. “Ooh yeah! She had a fondness for
Earth too! Strange woman.” Another pause and Jack could look away no
longer as he met blue eyes, he smiled awkwardly before looking away again
as his own Doctor squeezed his hand.
“Same eyes, I can see the resemblance.” The other man said softly. “So
those children are actually both yours?”
“I don’t take in random pregnant guys and then claim their misbegotten
offspring as my own as a habit.”
“So…?”
“Yeah.” The Doctor replied to the other man’s cryptic question.
“Maybe there is another Captain Jack Harkness in your reality.” Jack
smiled.
“So…” Rose suddenly piped up. “Can I see your baby?”
Jack couldn’t help but grin with pride as he turned to his mate. “Get Gwen
to bring in the kids, then make some more milk, he didn’t get a full feed
earlier.”
The Doctor looked at him then nodded. “I guess you want some more tea too,
I don’t know, you pee more now than when you were pregnant.” He gave him a
quick peck before getting up. “You can help me carry them.” He said to the
other Doctor before turning to leave the room.
When they both left Rose wandered over and sat down when Jack patted the
free space on the sofa. He couldn’t help but realize this was a recurring
scene.
Setting the Milking Machine, as Jack liked to call it, on to replicating
more baby milk from Jack’s DNA. They wouldn’t need it as much if Jack
would just get over his vanity and actually breast feed their babies
naturally. For Alex it had been the best and only way they could have fed
him, short of getting formula or finding a wet nurse. He couldn’t help but
grin for the thousandth time at the picture in his mind of Jack with
breasts.
“So am a gonna grin to meself as much as you do in my next regeneration?”
“Well you would be grinning if you just had the thought I just did.”
“What? That Jack fella with breasts?”
They shared a grin. “I’m more afraid that he would play with them all day
than actually put them to proper use.” he laughed as he put the kettle on.
“Is that what that nice Welsh girl is for?”
As he spun round he didn’t know whether to laugh or to be appalled. “What?
Gwen? No, no, no, she’s one of Jack’s little bunch of Merry Men… women…
it’s all very complicated, but we are here at their discretion really. Who
would have thought Torchwood would actually be our saving grace right now,
even if we are meant to be their enemy.” He gave the other man his full
smile. “I think the top brass would wet themselves, knowing they had the
two of us under their very noses.”
The other man just frowned at him, his arms folded tightly over his chest.
“So what’s stopping them just waltzing in on us now?”
“Jack.” He stated plainly. “He’s pretty resourceful all by himself,
managed to get control over Torchwood 3, here, and was waiting for me to
finally get my act together to come pick him up… So he’s been fobbing them
off, and the rest of his underlings are loyal, well, they won’t tell on
us.”
“You sure?”
He turned to get out some cups; not wanting the other man to see the doubt
on his face. “I trust Jack, that’s all you need to know.”
“Ya, but do ya trust these others?”
“Pfft. No!” he scoffed as he reached for the tea pot. “But what else can I
do? I ripped the TARDIS apart to get back here, almost pulled out her very
soul, and now she can’t even move across space, never mind time.” He
paused.
“How… Why?” the other man asked from behind him in a soft voice.
“Someone pressed the emergency button…”
There was understanding silence behind him, “So there is nothing?” it was
more of a statement than a question,
He nodded, “Nothing but dust… Even the light from distant stars haven’t
filled the void yet…”
“This is why I don’t do domestic…” the other man replied with a sigh.
“You do…sorry. I do… now.” He said as he finally placed the sugar and milk
on a tray with everything else he had just fished out of the cupboards.
“I’ve already done that.”
“I know… but that was a long time ago, and there was nothing I could do to
save them, I’ll not let it happen again.”
“Ya can’t stop it.”
“No, maybe not… but if I can get the TARDIS fixed again… she doesn’t like
to take us anywhere dangerous.”
“Really?”
“Ever wondered why you were always in the centre of an impending
disaster?” He asked, finally turning around, “I think she knows I had to
keep occupied. Nothing more occupying than a new adventure, more dangerous
the better.”
“If that’s right.” The other man was once again frowning. “Then why am I
here? As far as I know I was just steppin’ into my own TARDIS when I
walked right onto yours.”
A million ideas began running though his mind, and every conclusion wasn’t
a pretty one.
“The little girl… she was holding a plug when we came in.”
“Ah…” He ran to the control room, the other man hot on his heals. He
scrambled about where he had been trying to fix the TARDIS earlier with
Rose and found the socket.
“Isn’t tha’ something ta do with openin’ portals?.” The other Doctor said
over his shoulder. “It’s been so long…”
He looked over to where he had been standing earlier that day, and sure
enough there were a load of wires and plugs all looking the same. There
was no way he could remember which one it was. He pulled out his faithful
Sonic Screwdriver and started fiddling with the settings.
He was just about finished when he heard a familiar sound from his left,
then a blue light.
“What are you doing?” he asked.
“Lookin’ for the right wire, I don’t wanna be here any more than you want
us here.” The other man said as he picked up a blue wire then threw it
aside.
“I think mine’s more in tune to find the correct wire.” He snapped.
“But can yours fry a Cyber man at a hundred paces?”
“Can yours make a Ravenous Bugblatter Beast of Traal*
dance a tango”
“Mine can convert a Camelonic Polymorph* into a
peace loving pacifist”
“Mine’s brighter!”
“Mine’s longer!”
“Oh my god!” Gwen’s peeved voice came from behind them. “I can’t believe
you two, comparing the size of your… wands!”
They stared at each other before the other man started laughing and he
couldn’t help but join in, it did seem rather ludicrous.
“We’re all gagging for a cuppa and you two are acting like spoiled kids!”
she snapped as she made her way to the kitchen.
Jack couldn’t help but grin like the proud parent he was when Rose cooed
over Alex.
“He’s so cute!” she grinned, caressing his nose with the tip of her
finger. “Just like Danny a few months ago.”
“Danny?” he asked.
“My new little brother, mum’s gonna be pissed cos I can’t babysit
tonight.” She rocked Alex a little, “So how old is he again?”
“Ten days.” he grinned.
“No wonder you look so worn out then.” She smiled at him. “How olds Rose
then… God that feels weird, not many people with my name.”
He looked over at his little daughter, “She turned six, three months ago…
and you have kind of met her before, in a roundabout way.”
“But…” she gawped at him.
“That night you got us all steaming drunk? Well, things happened after you
passed out, no idea how we managed it, but that was the night she was
conceived.”
He watched as her face fell, “Oh…” she uttered. “You never said.”
Jack shrugged trying not to yawn. “I woke up alone, the Doc never said
anything so I thought it had just been some dream. I didn’t know till
after you left me on the game station.”
“I’m sorry.” She said, but she was no longer looking at him.
He sat up, giving her a tight hug, “Don’t be sorry, please never that.” He
whispered desperately in her ear, “You saved more than just my life that
day, you saved Rose and maybe our Doctor’s too… And in the end, if you
hadn’t, you wouldn’t be holding my son in your arms now.”
“But the Doctors not mine anymore.” She whispered back and he could hear
the sorrow.
He closed his eyes on his own tears, “You have your own Doctor now, your
life is with him in his world, with your family.” Each word cut like a
knife, he loved, had loved her so much, but he had also mourned her. There
was no way you could love someone the same, when you had already lost
them.
“I can’t give him what you can.” She hiccupped, “I tricked him into
telling me, he could never just have kids with anyone… and what if you’re
still in my world, and we find him? What then? I’ll just be left again.”
He took a little heart that, even now, she thought of the parallel
universe as her own. Carefully he pulled back a little so he could cup her
face in his hands, forcing her to look into his eyes. “Then he will love
you just as much as I do.”
“But…?” her eyes filled with doubt.
“No buts, from what I know, your world is much like ours, if the Doctor is
there, then so am I, and if he doesn’t love you as much as I do, then kick
him in the balls until he gets the message, and give him one from me.” He
smiled at her, staring into her blue eyes as they widened.
Finally she smiled back, but it wasn’t the smile he wanted, “What place is
there for me though? I remember the way the Doctor used to look at you, I
tried to ignore it… when… when…” she looked down. “When he told me you
were dead I couldn’t help but be little bit relieved, I had him all to
myself again… Though for a while I knew he wasn’t truly alright.” She
lifted her head and finally gave him the smile he had been looking for.
“Even I ended up missing you Jack. You made the old Doctor laugh like a
school boy… I was sure the new one would have loved you just as much… I
guess I was right.”
He gave a short laugh. “What gave us away?”
She held up Alec a little, then laughed herself.
It was a strange mix of emotions they shared, regret and joy all mixed up
together, leaving them once again hugging each other as they laughed and
cried.
“Oh Christ!” the Doctor’s voice sounded over their heads. “Jack, I can’t
leave you alone for a second can I?”
He giggled almost hysterically as they pulled apart a little, looking up
into amused chocolate brown eyes, and felt a hand round the back of his
neck as his Doctor leaned in and kissed his lips, then he turned and
kissed Rose’s forehead.
“I’d snog you too.” The Doc chuckled at Rose, “But I’m afraid he,” he
cocked his head over his shoulder, “might stick his ‘smaller’ sonic
screwdriver somewhere the sun hasn’t shone in a long time.”
“Too right!” the other Doctor said as he moved further into the room
carrying a tray. Gwen hot on his heals with what looked like a plate of
biscuits and Battenberg cake.
“I found them in the control room comparing the size of their
screwdrivers!” Gwen snapped as she placed her tray on the coffee table
then grabbed the baby bottle off the other Doctors tray and thrust it at
Rose, “Feed him… little Rose want some cake?” she said turning to little
Rose as she lay curled up and dozing on the chair nearest to him.
He felt the doc sit on the arm of the sofa behind him and he leaned back
against his thigh. He saw Rose watching them from under her lashes as she
fed Alex, he almost cringed when one of the Doc’s arms came over his
shoulder, resting his hand flat against his chest.
He resisted rolling his eyes, knowing Rose was so close even if she had
looked away. Sometimes the Doc’s possessiveness surprised him, and even
more surprised that he really didn’t mind, it always seemed to come out at
the oddest times. Maybe the other Doctor had said something to bring it
out now.
He was roused from his musing as a cup was thrust into his face, taking it
with a nod to the other Doctor. “Coffee?” he asked as he looked at the
black liquid in the mug.
“I got bored of tea.” His Doctor said, taking his own cup.
Jack was a little relieved; anymore tea and his accent might turn English
for good. “Oy.” He said patting the hand still on his chest, “there’s some
whisky in that cupboard, I feel like some Irish coffee.”
He heard, rather than saw his mate pull a face, but he moved anyway,
unlocking the cupboard in the other corner of the room, get the bottle of
Scottish whisky that was hundreds of year’s old and poured a dash into his
own coffee. Jack held out his own cup
as his lover moved about the others, he took in the heady aroma and
sighed. It had been so long.
“Can I have some too Dad!” he heard Rose ask excitedly.
His Doctor looked at him waiting for his answer; he gave a nod, holding
his free hand up with his forefinger just above his thumb. “A little.” He
said hearing a gasp from both women in the room, then ignoring them as he
looked at his daughter, “And you have to sip it, you’re not getting
anymore.” she was told firmly. He saw his Doctor splash a few drops into a
small amount of coffee that he topped it up with cream before giving it to
the exited little girl. Smiling as she took it and perched on the edge of
her chair, trying to look all grown up.
He tried to ignore the looks from Rose and Gwen, “If we make it all
mysterious now, she will want it more when she’s older.” He tried to
explain, so little ears might not understand so much. “So she can have a
little when we do, and only then.” He heard the Doctor lock the bottle
away. Finally he took a swig of his own Irish coffee and groaned
appreciatively. Savouring the slightly sweet, bitter taste that warmed his
mouth and all the way down to his belly.
“I’ve never seen you drink alcohol before.” Gwen said almost shocked. “You
always got water when we went out, even Tosh mentioned it.”
The Doctor sat down behind him, once again holding him. “That’s cos if he
does drink he throw up for hours.” He heard him take a slurp of his
coffee, “Well…” and he did cringe then. “Only when he’s pregnant.”
The other Doctor found this little fact very amusing.
“hu?” Rose gasped. “That last time we got drunk…?”
“Yeah…” his mate drawled out. “I thought he had caught something at the
time, but it is rather impressive when he gets going. How long was it the
last time Jack?”
“Three day’s” he answered with a sigh. “But some of that was morning
sickness.” He tried to defend himself.
“It only made it more intense in the morning, never again.” He groaned
remembering being stuck on the bathroom floor; feeling wretched, when
every time he moved he heaved.
“It’s a good warning sign though.” The other Doctor was still grinning.
“Sure you’ve not been impregnated again after your earlier show?”
Jack rolled his eyes, “Not that I wouldn’t mind, but no.” he waited until
the other Doctor took a swig of his drink. “Otherwise it’s an immaculate
conception.”
He couldn’t help but smile in satisfaction when he saw creamy coffee come
out the other Doctor’s nose when he snorted.
End of Chapter 1 – Old Awakenings
Chapter 2 – New
Circumstances
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