Time's Heart: Fiery Twin
A Doctor Who Fanfiction
Disclaimer: I do not own Doctor Who, Torchwood, or any corporate entity mentioned herein. Original characters are available for use with permission.
AN: Thank you all for reading this story. It's been a long run I know, but a good one I hope. I am planning on doing more in this story line with some of the characters that I've introduced. But for now here is the final chapter of Time's Heart : Fiery Twin. 11 meets tree… "Early days yet. Steering 's a bit off."
X Fiery Twin X
Try to leave a light on when I'm gone
Something I rely on to get home
One I can feel at night
A naked light, a fire to keep me warm
Try to leave a light on when I'm gone
Even in the daylight, shine on
And when it's late at night you can look inside
You won't feel so alone
- light on - David Cook
X Fiery Twin X
The deep pulse of a bass reverberated through the wooden floorboards of a trendy London-esque club on a planet that the Doctor had assured Amy was very human friendly. Of course, the Doctor had abandoned her by the bar to go off with someone that he had recognized. Rory had also left for the dance floor, leaving her alone next to some guy who looked like he should be in WWII, except for the very modern iPod he held.
"Hard to believe that they're not human."
Amy was startled when the man next to her spoke. "What?"
Brilliant blue eyes met her own, a soft smile easing the lines in his face. "The band Muse."
With a blank look, the ginger haired girl stared at him. "Who are you?"
"Just the Captain?"
Jack laughed, delighted with the Doctor's latest companion. "Yup. Same as my brother."
Amy's jaw dropped when he pointed to where the Doctor was bouncing up and down next to the stage. "The Doctor. But he's never mentioned you."
"How long have you known him?"
Her chin went up, "Since I was seven."
Jack nodded, "But how long has he known you?"
Amy blinked. She had no idea. She knew that he had said that he was still cooking, but not how long he knew her.
Understanding, Jack pointed out into the crowd. "You see the ginger haired girl dancing next to the Doctor?"
Amy turned away from the Captain, in order to watch the Doctor. At that moment he appeared to be having an intense conversation with Rory. After a bit of finger shaking on the Doctor's part, Rory nodded and moved to the girl's other side. The girl appeared to have no idea what was going on. Between Rory and the Doctor several men were shooed away from her.
"What are they doing?"
Jack laughed. "Protecting her."
"Who is she?"
"And mine." A soft Irish lilt startled Amy away from Jack. A dark haired woman now sat to her left. "So who's the kid dancing next to Sarah?"
Jack laughed. "Which one?"
"Well obviously not Dad. The other one."
"Rory?" Amy looked confused between the two of them.
"Ah, yours then." Scribe shook her head bemused. "Got to admit I do like the new look. School boy meets tweed. Where'd he get them by the way?"
Amy laughed at this. "Stole them from the locker room at the Hospital."
"Again? Well that's Dad for you." Scribe reached past Amy to hand Jack a note. "When you have a minute." With that she turned and left with a swish of her red coat.
"That was odd." Amy pointed to the note in Jack's hand. "So what's that then?"
Taking a quick look at the note Jack laughed. Showing it to the young human prompted another laugh at the confused look on her face.
"Yeah. Hers not mine." Sighing the older man folded it up again and put it away in a pocket, after he noted that it also had 'track 22' written on it. Raising a hand, he flagged the Doctor over.
Theta seeing Jack trying to get his attention, tripped and fell into Sarah, she promptly bumped into Rory. The three landed in a jumbled heap on the floor. Theta started to apologize profusely to the two younger beings.
Sarah glared at him, picked herself up and flounced over to her laughing uncle. "What a klutz."
"What more do you want? I already said sorry."
With no warning Sarah hauled back and slapped him across the cheek.
"Oh my god." Amy stared at the other girl in shock.
Theta rubbed his stinging cheek. "It's no problem really. It's not the first time I've been slapped by one of the women in my family. Won't be the last either."
Sarah's face paled as she realized just who it was that she had hit. "Granddad?"
He nodded, "You'd make Jackie Tyler proud." He winced. "And Donna."
Slipping off the stool, Jack clapped a hand down on her shoulder. "Sarah meet the latest incarnation of your great-grandfather."
With a hand on the Doctor's arm Amy quietly spoke. "You never mentioned that you had a family."
Theta shrugged. "It's been a busy few weeks."
"It's all relative anyways."
At her glare he clarified. "Time is not a straight line. I regenerated about ten minutes before we met, so my family wasn't the first thing on my mind. My ship had just crashed and was burning. And then there was that crack in your wall. And Liz 10 and Starship UK and the Pandorica. And then the running from the Angels, Dalaks and whatnot and River was there and it all ends up getting sidetracked. So, really it just never really came up."
"Never came up?" She stared at him in disbelief while shaking her head. "I asked. Right after we got to Starship UK." A stern look from the Doctor caused her to pause. Even though she had many more questions she knew from the look that he had given her that she would get no more answers. The Captain instead was the one to answer her.
"Look. It's nothing personal. We've has some tough times this last century that we're all not really ready to talk about." He sighed, thinking about how lonely his adopted brother was. At least his love wasn't dead. "After we call our Lady, maybe a few of your questions might be answered." Theta's raised eyebrows prompted him to clarify. "Scribe popped by to deliver a note. We're to call Lady Bad Wolf."
Relief flooded thorough Theta at Jack's words. With the differences in the way time worked between the two dimensions he had only been able to talk to Rose on a hand full of times. Any sort of news was more than welcome. With his relief came a sudden thought. "By the by, how did Sarah end up with you then?"
"Physician dropped her off. Said he had an errand to run. Why?"
"Curious. Let's go call her then shall we."
X Fiery Twin X
-Cardiff - New Years Day 2011-
The sound of Verity's engine brought the group standing in the rebuilt Roald Dahl Plass to a sort of attention. Smiles adorned all of the faces, but the biggest was on the face of Ianto Jones. He had waited more than two years for this day.
"Yes Mabon, he's come home."
Ianto had to keep himself from running when the door of the just arrived phone box started to open. His heart briefly dropped when Theta popped his head out. Upon seeing Ianto he grinned and pulled his head back in. a moment later Jack was pushed out by Theta, his back turned to the waiting crowd.
"But Doctor they're here for you, not me."
Theta pushed the slightly taller man a few more feet away from Verity with a huff. "Turn around."
Catching Ianto's eye he grinned again. "Track 22."
He laughed, "There's someone here to see you."
The blood drained from Jack's face as he turned to face the younger man. There was little difference between the man standing there before him and the one who had died in his arms in Thames house. His face was a little fuller and there was a barely noticeable scar where a gash had once been on his cheek, but otherwise the hair, clothes, and voice were the same.
"The rift. After the explosion, it spat me out in Pete's World."
"He's your Ianto Jack, I promise." Theta said softly. Stepping around his brother he ran a quick scan with his sonic screwdriver. "Right down to his dimensional signature." Looking Jack in the eye he nodded. "Emit loves his children Jack. This is a gift." He smiled as Jack took his love into his arms. The sound of a throat being cleared drew his attention away from them.
And all anyone could do was watch with smiles on their faces as the Doctor broke into a run.
X Fin. X
If we shadows have offended, Think but this, and all is mended, That you have but slumb'red here While these visions did appear. And this weak and idle theme, No more yielding but a dream, Gentles, do not reprehend. If you pardon, we will mend. And, as I am an honest Puck, If we have unearned luck Now to scape the serpent's tongue, We will make amends ere long; Else the Puck a liar call. So, good night unto you all. Give me your hands, if we be friends, And Robin shall restore amends.
-W. Shakespeare 'Midsummer's Night Dream'