Manipulated Timeline

A Doctor Who/Torchwood Crossover Adventure/Mystery Fanfic

Summary:
Working for Torchwood behaves normally for Jack Harkness, until he wakes up to discover he's crossing his own timeline.

Rated T for language, mostly Jack's.

Disclaimer: There are only a few characters in this whole thing I lay claim to. Anna is the only one I really want of them. Oh, and I'm partial to the Manipulator, but you can use it if you ask.

A/N: Well! I got Hannah (YouGottaSingAlong) to beta this for me, so y'all can read it! I'm not a huge fan of the title (I think it's too much of a bad pun), so I'll open to suggestions, but I think it's going to grow on me.

This is a little preview chapter. The bulk of it should be up soon.

Chapter One: Meetings (551 words)

He woke to an unusual beeping coming from his wrist strap. It was a warning, that he knew, but he couldn't place what it was a warning for. The sound was slightly reminiscent of the way it had sounded when it had gone haywire when they were moving bodies that one time…

He pressed a few buttons and waited slightly impatiently for the readout. "Shit!"

He was dangerously close to crossing his own timeline.

x

"Jack Harkness, you are under the authority of Torchwood," the director of Torchwood One drawled in a bored voice.

"This is bigger than that!" he yelled back. "I'm crossing my own timeline! You can't understand how catastrophically dangerous that is!"

"For you, maybe," he continued, no less bored. "You've explained to us that time travel is a delicate thing. However, you remain under our jurisdiction–"

"This wasn't supposed to happen!" Jack interrupted. The director finally looked like he might be interested. Or, no, maybe not.

"Supposed to happen?"

"As you said, the delicate balance of time…" He shook his head; he thought he'd taught them this already. "That's not the point!"

"What is the point?" A knock interrupted the men's heated discussion. The director's secretary stuck her head in the door.

"Mr. Director? Miss Harpwell has achieved her objective."

"Really?" The director finally sounded honestly interested. "Let her in, of course!" The slightly mousey secretary nodded and pulled her head back. The wide doors swung open. A very pretty redhead entered the room, followed by three people.

"Fuck," Jack muttered. It was the Doctor, Rose, and himself.

"Agent Harpwell, I thought you completed your objective," Torchwood's director said.

"I have," the young woman answered.

"So who are these people?"

"The Doctor, Rose Tyler, and Captain Jack Harkness." The director turned to Jack – the immortal one – with a look of finally, slightly, believing him.

"Captain?"

"Sir?"

"You and Miss Harpwell will accompany the Doctor to the research centre. I will send for someone to take these companions to the cells.

"Aye, sir," Harpwell answered. "Well, Captain, Doctor, this way." Jack glanced at the director, Jack and Rose standing there bewildered, and finally Agent Harpwell shepherding the Doctor out of the room.

He hurried after the last pair.

"I'm sorry; we haven't been properly introduced." Agent Harpwell extended a hand towards Jack as they walked on either side of the Doctor. "Level One Special Agent Anna Harpwell."

"Pleasure to meet you," Jack answered, shaking her hand politely.

"I'm sure it is," she replied. Jack had a sudden feeling that she knew more than she let on. "I know who you are." He laughed.

"And who do you think I am?"

"Captain Jack Harkness, the man who can never die." She raised an eyebrow, but kept her gracious, charming smile. "And an insatiable flirt." He smirked and gave her a salute.

"At your service, ma'am."

"What you're doing is incredibly dangerous."

"What?" Anna nodded back towards the director's room, which still held the mortal Jack and Rose.

"Crossing your own timeline." Jack narrowed his eyes suspiciously.

"How would you know about that?" Anna smirked, held up her left arm in front of her, and pulled down the sleeve of her jacket to expose a black wrist strap similar to Jack's.

"Time Agent," she answered. "And I've already met you."

A/N: Did you like it? Do you want to read more? I'll get to work on transcribing the other ones into this handy-dandy format. Also, so you know, they're about twice as long as this one is (only just over 1000 words each, and there's five more chapters).