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A Fixed Point	By : Lady_Gemini Category: 1 through F > Doctor Who Views: 2456 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Dirt… darkness. The crushing weight of ten feet of Cardiff soil immobilized Jack’s body. Death, agony, time. Years passed. Decades, centuries. Above him sprang towns which turned into cities, which eventually melded to form Cardiff. These developments meant nothing to Jack, whose only concern was holding onto sanity long enough to be dug up and released from his soil prison.
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A light broke over his disused eyes. A searing pain stabbed into his brain. Salvation, in the form of two Victorian-era torchwood agents, had finally come. He tried to move, but his muscles were not prepared to cooperate, and instead he collapsed into a heap, tears streaming down his face.
…..
“I can’t cross my own time stream and the only way to prevent it is for you to put me in your morgue and freeze me.”
“We can’t do that.”
“Look, I don’t care what authorizations you’re supposed to have, I’m telling you that if you don’t do this it could create a paradox that could wipe out an entire city block.”
“And we’re telling you that we can not just put you into the morgue!”
“You don’t understand-“
“Actually, you don’t understand, they wont have the technology to freeze a live human being for another 8 years.”
Jack recognized that voice. He bolted out of his chair and turned to face the intruder.
“Doctor.”
“Jack.”
“Why are you here?”
“Well, they can’t freeze you, and you can’t cross your own time stream, so if you’d like, I thought I could offer a solution, but if you’re not interested I could leave you here.”
Jack peered into the open TARDIS behind the Doctor. He had never been invited on board before; he didn’t know what to make of it. But The Doctor was right; he needed to get off of Earth in a hurry before he inadvertently caused a cataclysmic disaster. The Doctor raised an eyebrow and cocked his head in a gesture of impatience.
“Doesn’t look like I have much of a choice,” Jack replied flippantly and strolled into the now-familiar control room of the TARDIS.
…..
Jack gazed around the room. Somehow this strange vessel had always felt like home, but then again, that might have been due to the presence of the Doctor. The Doctor walked around to the opposite end of the control panel and started to punch in some coordinates.
“If I take you forward 8 years the Carolix spaceship Providence will have crashed into Sierra Leone. The technology salvaged from that ship is what they reverse-engineer to make the cryostasis units that you’ll need. Actually, you were there weren’t you?”
“Why are you doing this? Using the TARDIS like some kind of interdimensional shuttle.”
“Jack, you were buried for 1800 years. I can’t even imagine what that must have felt like. And I wasn’t exactly busy.”
“So let me get this straight. You knew I was buried, and you left me there?!” Jack roared and pounded his fist on the control panel.
“What? No! What? Of course I didn’t. I monitor Torchwood activities and I heard about what they’d dug up. By then it was too late to unearth you. Jack, I wouldn’t just leave you like that.”
“You’ve left me behind plenty of times before.”
“You probably want a shower. You remember where the guest rooms are. We shouldn’t be in the time vortex too long but you may be able to get some sleep if you want. I’ll let you know when we land and you can leave.”
Jack stared at the doctor. He recognized the end of a conversation, and knew there was nothing more to discuss. He pushed the anger down; he was blaming the doctor for things that weren’t his fault. He should be grateful that he was helping him now. He turned wordlessly and made his way to the guest rooms to wash away almost two millennia of Cardiff soil.
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The Doctor paced. Somewhere in the TARDIS was a living, breathing fixed point, and he had invited him on board. Stupid, sentimental. It set his teeth on edge. Still, it was his fault that Jack had been buried alive for so long. If he had not disabled Jack’s teleporter he could easily have escaped. But that had always been a problem for the Doctor; he always presumed to know what was best for those around him. He took it upon himself to make decisions for everyone else. This favor, this small, inconsequential thing, it really was the least he could do.
Even so, The Doctor could feel Jack’s presence, amplified by the TARDIS. A fixed point in time and space, battling against the TARDIS’ ability to bend time and space to her will, it set off a million tiny vibrations in the air. It was all wrong, and a little painful.
He adjusted some useless dials on the control panel. His jaw clenched as he felt another wave of tension hit him, Jack must be making his way back towards the control room. It would all be so much easier if Jack’s resonance wasn’t so compelling. If he could merely avoid him, and yet, he felt tied to Jack. Time Lord physiology connected all the children of Gallifrey with anomalies of Time. In the Doctor, it caused a compulsion to be closer to Jack. It felt like a web of connective fibers weaving them together. He had even begun to infiltrate his dreams. He blushed to think of what his subconscious had in mind for the two of them. He shook his head to dislodge the images as Jack came in, drying his hair with a towel.
“Jack, could you please put your pants back on.”

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