When Everything Changed - Chapter 9/20
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tonjavmooreTitle: When Everything Changed – A Torchwood/Dr. Who/Sarah Jane Adventures Crossover
Author:tonjavmoore
Characters/Pairings: Jack/Ianto, Gwen/Rhys, Eleven and Amy Pond, and a lot of people from the Whoniverse at large
Rating: PG
Word Count: Total: 31,520; Chapter 8: 1,449
Spoilers: This assumes that you are familiar the five days of Children of Earth. Otherwise, you’ll be a bit lost. This is a timey-wimey fixit that takes up action partway through Day 3.
Disclaimer: Torchwood, Dr. Who, and Sarah Jane Adventures all belong to the BBC and RTD. Sadly.
Betas: Thanks to midlist_writer and welsh_scotsman on Live Journal. Also, for my friend Alexandria Cameron who put up with my squeals and tantrums when it just wouldn’t get out through my fingers the way I wanted it to.
Dedication: This is for my good friend and the best roommate anyone could have ever the pleasure of having, Susan Garrett. She was taken from us by cancer and the world is not as bright as it was before she left.
Summary: When the Shadow Architects find a paradox that is destroying the Universe, can the Eleventh Doctor find a way to restore Jack’s timeline to what it should have been?
A/N: Kind of short, I’m afraid. Things will start to heat up next time.
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Story starts here:
Chapter 1
Chapter 9
The sound of the door mechanism woke Jack and Ianto instantly. Jack placed himself firmly between Ianto and the door, backing up against the opposite wall so that by the time the door opened, they were nowhere near it. He was taking no chances with Ianto’s life. That vivid dream had disturbed him more than he let on.
Johnson stood at the door, along with the three of her men, only this time one was a woman and they weren’t pointing their guns. “Very good, Captain,” she said. “You remembered.”
“Did you bring us something to eat? We’re a bit hungry. Being a prisoner is hard work.”
To his surprise, she laughed. “Too bad we’re on opposite sides, Captain. I think we’d work well together. But right now, Whitehall has said you’re an enemy of the state and that makes it my job to keep you safely contained.”
“I’m flattered. Not.”
Her face hardened again. “Come along.”
Jack didn’t care whether she was amused by him or not. He turned to Ianto and pressed a quick kiss to his lips. “Don’t do anything silly,” he said. “I’ll be back as soon as I can.”
Ianto touched his cheek. “Just try not to die, all right?”
“I’ll do my best.” He spun and faced the woman. “Make sure Ianto is here alive and unhurt and I’ll do whatever you need.”
“Then come.”
Jack walked in front. They didn’t bother to keep guns on him, though they still carried them. When they reached some sort of control room, Johnson pointed at a screen showing a scene from outside. “There are two people approaching. We’ve been keeping a keen eye out since your miraculous escape. I think you may know them.”
Jack looked carefully at a frozen image. His heart skipped a beat. Martha Jones and Mickey Smith. They must have left Switzerland. Why were they here? How did they find him? If he denied knowing them, they’d be killed, he was sure. At least if he said he did, it was possible that they would be taken alive to make more hostages for his good behavior. All in all, he’d rather have them alive. “Yeah, I know them. They’re old friends of mine. Free-lancers. Martha used to be with UNIT, but she resigned.”
“Important to you then?”
“Yes. I owe both of them lives of my people.”
“Do you think you can get them to surrender without risk? If not, we’ll kill them where they stand. We have snipers keeping them in sight right now.”
“I’ll take care of it.” Jack was sure that if they knew his team members were hostages they’d give themselves up on the chance they could help from within. “So what do you want me to do?”
“I’ll leave that up to you. Just remember we have your cohorts under those gas vents and my soldiers have itchy fingers.”
“I’m not likely to forget. Where is the access closest to Martha and Mickey?”
“The one Jones made in our wall with his construction equipment.”
“Okay, take me there.”
They stopped in the corridor outside the door to what had been his cell, which was intact. Ianto had been very precise. Jack wasn’t surprised. He went into the room alone, but was very aware of the eyes on him. The room was dark compared to the sunlight outside. Ianto had taken out some of the ceiling, but there was still a floor above it. He skirted the edges of the room, trying to stay out of sight.
Once his eyes had somewhat adjusted to the sunlight, he stepped around the corner of the room, keeping himself in full view of the doorway behind him. He waited a couple of beats and then shouted. “Martha! Mickey! It’s a trap. Drop your weapons or they’ll kill you and my team.”
A few seconds passed during which Jack held his breath. So many lives depending on this. Finally he heard Mickey’s voice call, “How do we know they won’t kill us anyway?”
“They want more hostages to keep me in line. As far as the government is concerned, the more the merrier. Please, Mickey, don’t risk anything for me. I’m not worth it. Ianto and Gwen are. Please.”
More seconds passed before Mickey appeared around a large pile of dirt. He held his hands up and dropped his gun as soon as he was in sight. After another wait, in which no one shot at him, he gave a jerking motion with his head. Martha came out from behind the mound and dropped her weapon, too. They advanced toward Jack slowly.
Jack realized his cheeks were damp. Wordlessly, he held out his arms. Martha broke into a run, keeping her hands out from her sides, and fell into them. “God, Jack,” she said breathlessly. “We knew the Hub was blown up with you inside. I thought I’d never see you again.”
He held her tight. His emotions were mixed, half happy and relieved, the other half depressed and angry. “I’m sorry,” he said over and over. “I’m sorry.”
Mickey had continued his slow walk. By the time he got to Jack, the soldiers had come out and were surrounding them. “Captain Cheesecake,” Mickey said with nonchalance that he probably didn’t feel. “We thought we’d drop by for a surprise visit. Didn’t exactly turn out the way we’d hoped.”
“We were on our way to Thames House when we found out you were here,” Martha explained.
“It doesn’t matter,” Jack said quietly. “You’re alive. That’s all I need. I’m sorry you came all this way for nothing, but for now, you’re safe. That’s the important thing. You’re safe.”
The Doctor watched the screen to make sure Mickey and Martha were taken into custody. He breathed a sigh of relief. “Is it sorted then?” Amy asked from behind him. “The TARDIS seems better now.”
“Sorted.” It was time to move on. He began checking the console.
Amy put a hand on his arm, so he looked up at her. “There’s something I don’t understand,” she said. “Well, there’s a lot of somethings I don’t understand, but this one is bugging me.”
“What?”
“Why did you hide Alice and Stephen in Cardiff? Why not allow them to be brought here with Jack?”
“Oh. Well, that. Yes.” The Doctor searched for any answer that would sound less terrible than the real one. It hadn’t been Jack’s fault at all, but the Doctor wanted to keep him well away from Stephen until the last crisis had been dealt with. Besides, what Jack had been forced to do before would horrify Amy and he didn’t need to traumatize her more than he already had. “Ah!” He’d found one. “Jack and Alice don’t exactly get along, you see. Long story, not really bad, but tedious. Distracting. Too distracting for now. Need Jack to focus.”
Her raised eyebrow and small sneer let him know before she spoke that she wasn’t fooled. “You’re lying,” she said flatly. “What’s so bad you can’t tell me?”
“If I could tell you that, I wouldn’t have to lie in the first place, would I?” He tried a charming smile. His was no patch on Jack’s, but the Doctor thought Amy might fall for it.
“You’ve not mastered that look at all,” Amy replied. “Hand-caught-in-cookie-jar-charm might work on your mother, but not me. I’m as likely to smack you as to smile.” After a moment, she grinned. “Count your blessings that the smile won this time.”
“I do,” he assured her.
“Anyway, if you’re not going to tell me, all the asking in the world isn’t going to make you give it up. So, any more stray people we need to account for?”
It was almost too much. “No, no more,” he said, trying in vain to keep the melancholy away. Amy reminded him often of his bright and wonderful Donna. Donna wouldn’t be trying to save the world, sadly. He’d had to pull the world-saving attitude out of her along with her Time Lord memories. He wondered if she would still meet that fellow she was going to marry in this new reality he was making.
“All right then, where next?”
Amy’s voice brought him out of his thoughts. Thank goodness for that. “Let’s see.” He checked the console. “Nothing in linear time for a few hours. I think… yes… I think it would be better to let the time elapse linearly than push the TARDIS any further. Fancy a game of dominos, Amy Pond?”
“Only if you promise to stick with an Earth set and traditional rules.”
“I thought you liked the Levitknia…”
“Not tonight. Tonight, I want simple and easy.”
Author:
tonjavmooreCharacters/Pairings: Jack/Ianto, Gwen/Rhys, Eleven and Amy Pond, and a lot of people from the Whoniverse at large
Rating: PG
Word Count: Total: 31,520; Chapter 8: 1,449
Spoilers: This assumes that you are familiar the five days of Children of Earth. Otherwise, you’ll be a bit lost. This is a timey-wimey fixit that takes up action partway through Day 3.
Disclaimer: Torchwood, Dr. Who, and Sarah Jane Adventures all belong to the BBC and RTD. Sadly.
Betas: Thanks to midlist_writer and welsh_scotsman on Live Journal. Also, for my friend Alexandria Cameron who put up with my squeals and tantrums when it just wouldn’t get out through my fingers the way I wanted it to.
Dedication: This is for my good friend and the best roommate anyone could have ever the pleasure of having, Susan Garrett. She was taken from us by cancer and the world is not as bright as it was before she left.
Summary: When the Shadow Architects find a paradox that is destroying the Universe, can the Eleventh Doctor find a way to restore Jack’s timeline to what it should have been?
A/N: Kind of short, I’m afraid. Things will start to heat up next time.
I have disabled comments on Live Journal. Please comment at my Dreamwidth account. I love comments. They spur me on. You don’t have to have an account to comment there. Take a look at this page.
Story starts here:
Chapter 1
Chapter 9
The sound of the door mechanism woke Jack and Ianto instantly. Jack placed himself firmly between Ianto and the door, backing up against the opposite wall so that by the time the door opened, they were nowhere near it. He was taking no chances with Ianto’s life. That vivid dream had disturbed him more than he let on.
Johnson stood at the door, along with the three of her men, only this time one was a woman and they weren’t pointing their guns. “Very good, Captain,” she said. “You remembered.”
“Did you bring us something to eat? We’re a bit hungry. Being a prisoner is hard work.”
To his surprise, she laughed. “Too bad we’re on opposite sides, Captain. I think we’d work well together. But right now, Whitehall has said you’re an enemy of the state and that makes it my job to keep you safely contained.”
“I’m flattered. Not.”
Her face hardened again. “Come along.”
Jack didn’t care whether she was amused by him or not. He turned to Ianto and pressed a quick kiss to his lips. “Don’t do anything silly,” he said. “I’ll be back as soon as I can.”
Ianto touched his cheek. “Just try not to die, all right?”
“I’ll do my best.” He spun and faced the woman. “Make sure Ianto is here alive and unhurt and I’ll do whatever you need.”
“Then come.”
Jack walked in front. They didn’t bother to keep guns on him, though they still carried them. When they reached some sort of control room, Johnson pointed at a screen showing a scene from outside. “There are two people approaching. We’ve been keeping a keen eye out since your miraculous escape. I think you may know them.”
Jack looked carefully at a frozen image. His heart skipped a beat. Martha Jones and Mickey Smith. They must have left Switzerland. Why were they here? How did they find him? If he denied knowing them, they’d be killed, he was sure. At least if he said he did, it was possible that they would be taken alive to make more hostages for his good behavior. All in all, he’d rather have them alive. “Yeah, I know them. They’re old friends of mine. Free-lancers. Martha used to be with UNIT, but she resigned.”
“Important to you then?”
“Yes. I owe both of them lives of my people.”
“Do you think you can get them to surrender without risk? If not, we’ll kill them where they stand. We have snipers keeping them in sight right now.”
“I’ll take care of it.” Jack was sure that if they knew his team members were hostages they’d give themselves up on the chance they could help from within. “So what do you want me to do?”
“I’ll leave that up to you. Just remember we have your cohorts under those gas vents and my soldiers have itchy fingers.”
“I’m not likely to forget. Where is the access closest to Martha and Mickey?”
“The one Jones made in our wall with his construction equipment.”
“Okay, take me there.”
They stopped in the corridor outside the door to what had been his cell, which was intact. Ianto had been very precise. Jack wasn’t surprised. He went into the room alone, but was very aware of the eyes on him. The room was dark compared to the sunlight outside. Ianto had taken out some of the ceiling, but there was still a floor above it. He skirted the edges of the room, trying to stay out of sight.
Once his eyes had somewhat adjusted to the sunlight, he stepped around the corner of the room, keeping himself in full view of the doorway behind him. He waited a couple of beats and then shouted. “Martha! Mickey! It’s a trap. Drop your weapons or they’ll kill you and my team.”
A few seconds passed during which Jack held his breath. So many lives depending on this. Finally he heard Mickey’s voice call, “How do we know they won’t kill us anyway?”
“They want more hostages to keep me in line. As far as the government is concerned, the more the merrier. Please, Mickey, don’t risk anything for me. I’m not worth it. Ianto and Gwen are. Please.”
More seconds passed before Mickey appeared around a large pile of dirt. He held his hands up and dropped his gun as soon as he was in sight. After another wait, in which no one shot at him, he gave a jerking motion with his head. Martha came out from behind the mound and dropped her weapon, too. They advanced toward Jack slowly.
Jack realized his cheeks were damp. Wordlessly, he held out his arms. Martha broke into a run, keeping her hands out from her sides, and fell into them. “God, Jack,” she said breathlessly. “We knew the Hub was blown up with you inside. I thought I’d never see you again.”
He held her tight. His emotions were mixed, half happy and relieved, the other half depressed and angry. “I’m sorry,” he said over and over. “I’m sorry.”
Mickey had continued his slow walk. By the time he got to Jack, the soldiers had come out and were surrounding them. “Captain Cheesecake,” Mickey said with nonchalance that he probably didn’t feel. “We thought we’d drop by for a surprise visit. Didn’t exactly turn out the way we’d hoped.”
“We were on our way to Thames House when we found out you were here,” Martha explained.
“It doesn’t matter,” Jack said quietly. “You’re alive. That’s all I need. I’m sorry you came all this way for nothing, but for now, you’re safe. That’s the important thing. You’re safe.”
The Doctor watched the screen to make sure Mickey and Martha were taken into custody. He breathed a sigh of relief. “Is it sorted then?” Amy asked from behind him. “The TARDIS seems better now.”
“Sorted.” It was time to move on. He began checking the console.
Amy put a hand on his arm, so he looked up at her. “There’s something I don’t understand,” she said. “Well, there’s a lot of somethings I don’t understand, but this one is bugging me.”
“What?”
“Why did you hide Alice and Stephen in Cardiff? Why not allow them to be brought here with Jack?”
“Oh. Well, that. Yes.” The Doctor searched for any answer that would sound less terrible than the real one. It hadn’t been Jack’s fault at all, but the Doctor wanted to keep him well away from Stephen until the last crisis had been dealt with. Besides, what Jack had been forced to do before would horrify Amy and he didn’t need to traumatize her more than he already had. “Ah!” He’d found one. “Jack and Alice don’t exactly get along, you see. Long story, not really bad, but tedious. Distracting. Too distracting for now. Need Jack to focus.”
Her raised eyebrow and small sneer let him know before she spoke that she wasn’t fooled. “You’re lying,” she said flatly. “What’s so bad you can’t tell me?”
“If I could tell you that, I wouldn’t have to lie in the first place, would I?” He tried a charming smile. His was no patch on Jack’s, but the Doctor thought Amy might fall for it.
“You’ve not mastered that look at all,” Amy replied. “Hand-caught-in-cookie-jar-charm might work on your mother, but not me. I’m as likely to smack you as to smile.” After a moment, she grinned. “Count your blessings that the smile won this time.”
“I do,” he assured her.
“Anyway, if you’re not going to tell me, all the asking in the world isn’t going to make you give it up. So, any more stray people we need to account for?”
It was almost too much. “No, no more,” he said, trying in vain to keep the melancholy away. Amy reminded him often of his bright and wonderful Donna. Donna wouldn’t be trying to save the world, sadly. He’d had to pull the world-saving attitude out of her along with her Time Lord memories. He wondered if she would still meet that fellow she was going to marry in this new reality he was making.
“All right then, where next?”
Amy’s voice brought him out of his thoughts. Thank goodness for that. “Let’s see.” He checked the console. “Nothing in linear time for a few hours. I think… yes… I think it would be better to let the time elapse linearly than push the TARDIS any further. Fancy a game of dominos, Amy Pond?”
“Only if you promise to stick with an Earth set and traditional rules.”
“I thought you liked the Levitknia…”
“Not tonight. Tonight, I want simple and easy.”
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Date: 2010-09-09 09:58 am (UTC)(no subject)
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Date: 2010-09-09 10:45 am (UTC)So glad Jack was able to get Martha and Mickey to surrender peacefully. Can't wait to see what will happen next!
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Date: 2010-09-12 03:14 am (UTC)(no subject)
Date: 2010-09-09 11:42 am (UTC)(no subject)
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Date: 2010-09-09 11:54 am (UTC)Edge of seat time.
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Date: 2010-09-12 03:16 am (UTC)(no subject)
Date: 2010-09-09 04:03 pm (UTC)wonderful chapter!
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Date: 2010-09-12 03:17 am (UTC)The Doctor is trying -- he really really is...
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Date: 2010-09-09 09:16 pm (UTC)Good chapter =)! Even with the slight brevity between Amy and the Doctor at the end, I still detected a mood of tension. This is getting very interesting :]. I'm looking forward to the next part :)!
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Date: 2010-09-12 03:17 am (UTC)Day 5 is going to be a lot different than the broadcast.
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Date: 2010-09-10 03:15 am (UTC)(no subject)
Date: 2010-09-12 03:20 am (UTC)Thanks so much!
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Date: 2010-09-10 06:46 am (UTC)I love this!
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Date: 2010-09-12 03:20 am (UTC)Thank you!
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Date: 2010-09-11 08:16 am (UTC)Great update can't wait to see what is going to happen to everyone. :)
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Date: 2010-09-12 03:22 am (UTC)Thanks!
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Date: 2010-09-18 08:45 pm (UTC)Love it