Firefly by Gwyneth

Summary: Rose and the Doctor land in Cardiff and meet up with Captain Jack and the rest of the Torchwood team and try to solve the mysterious goings on.
Rating: All Ages
Categories: Tenth Doctor, Torchwood
Characters: Gwen Cooper, Ianto Jones, Jack Harkness, Jack Harkness, Owen Harper, Rose Tyler, The Doctor (10th), Toshiko Sato
Genres: Action/Adventure
Warnings: None
Challenges: None
Series: None
Published: 2007.06.18
Updated: 2007.12.18


Chapter 1: Prolouge
Chapter 2: Chapter 1
Chapter 3: Chapter 2

Chapter 1: Prolouge

Author's Notes: Erm, so... the prologue for a new story ... enjoy!!

[[Usual Disclaimers apply...]]

You think that those reports on the TV were hoaxes and that this whole “epidemic” is just a silly, practical joke that someone is playing. It can’t really be aliens you tell people, aliens aren’t real. There are no little green men walking (or whatever they do) the Earth.

You wonder why anyone believes this nonsense and think you a crazy old fool for saying so.

If were truly an epidemic you reason that surely a large network like the BBC would have reported on this by now, but no. It is only the small local channels who have reported on it; and these channels usually have nothing to report on other than the weather and a few traffic updates!

You switch off the TV; you can’t stand anymore of this rubbish. You think that this could never happen to you. You walk innocently into your hallway, blissfully unaware of what is about to happen in exactly 30 seconds.

You dawdle down the corridor, your head still brimming with thoughts about the “aliens”.

20 seconds.

You open the door and continue into your kitchen.

10 seconds.

You grab the newspaper off the side and put on your sunglasses.

5 seconds.

You reach out for the door handle.

4 seconds.

You pull the handle down and push the door open.

3 seconds.

You place your right foot outside.

2 seconds.

Followed by your left.

1 second.

You didn’t even have time to close the door.

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Chapter 2: Chapter 1

Rose leaned across the console and smiled at the Doctor who grinned back showing off every single of his perfect white teeth.

‘So where are we going?’ she pondered.

The Doctor tapped his nose, ‘n-uh-uh! It’s a surprise,’

‘Ooo! A surprise you say?’ Rose moved closer to the time lord and whispered gently in his ear. ‘So, where are we meant to land and where are we gonna end up landing?’

He playfully hit her on the arm and retorted with an, ‘oi!’

Rose laughed, ‘oh come on. It’s true though!’

The Doctor folded his arms, turned away from her with his head held high. If Rose could see his face she would be rolling around on the floor laughing because he looks really funny whilst pulling a grumpy face.

‘Stop being silly; where are we going?’

The Doctor turned back to face her with an odd look of smugness on his face, ‘well, I was going to take you to a tropical paradise but now, as a result of your rudeness we are going to go back to good old England!’

Rose threw him a sceptical look, ‘so instead of getting into danger in a tropical paradise, we’re gonna get into trouble in England — not much difference really is there?! Anyway, aren’t we out of milk?’

The time lord shook his head whilst muttering, ‘stupid Earth, thinks it’s clever for being the only planet with cows…’

She couldn’t help but laugh at this, ‘the high and mighty time lord is jealous of Earth?’

He looked up at Rose and with his gorgeous chocolate brown eyes, gazed deeply into her hazel ones. Rose felt her stomached jitter and her heart flutter. She pushed the feelings away as the Doctor said very seriously, ‘oh no, Rose. I’m just jealous of the cows.’

She raised her eyebrow and repeated, ‘you’re “jealous of the cows”?’

Still with his look of seriousness he replied, ‘that’s what I said wasn’t it?’
Rose looked him up and down for a second before focusing on his stomach, ‘so. You’d like to have udders would you?’ She said before suddenly reaching out her hands and tickling him; hard.

A gentle bump signalled that they had arrived at their destination so Rose pulled back, walked away and went out of the door without a single word, leaving the Doctor leaning against the console stunned and gasping for breath.

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Chapter 3: Chapter 2

The door of the 1960’s Police Pubic Call Box opened and a tall man with unruly locks, deep brown eyes and a slightly wonky smile stepped out. Clad in a brown pinstriped suit and slightly battered white converses this mysterious man, known only as the Doctor, would look, to the untrained eye, human. This was far from the truth though as he was an alien; the last of the time lords, and he travelled around time and space in his spaceship.

He spotted Rose who was standing a few feet away and looking slightly smug. He went over to her and questioned her smugness.

She replied, still looking as smug as ever, ‘well, you know I was saying about us never landing where you intended us to go,’


‘You wanted to land in England, right,’


Rose motioned to a point behind her as she said, ‘well look what’s over there.’

The Doctor glanced in the direction that she was pointing, ‘ah.’

Behind her was the Millennium Stadium with its slightly curved front and its inscriptions well lit up in the dying light — they were in Cardiff, Wales not England. Once again he had gotten it wrong and now looked a fool.

‘Aww, did poor icle Doccy get it wong again?’ Rose said in the babiest voice ever. She grabbed the Doctors hand and continued in her normal voice, ‘never mind! Come on.’ She pulled him along with her as she walked off, ‘let’s have some fun before we have to run for our lives, again!’

The Doctor chuckled and was about to drag Rose off to a nice restaurant for dinner when he suddenly let go of her hand and ran off. Rose shook her head and thought, ‘already!’ before running to catch up with him.

Once she caught up with him she soon realised why he had run. He noticed her presence and gently squeezed her hand to reassure her. They were over looking a terrible scene.

There were four people, two men and two women, fighting with five ugly creatures that had wrinkled greeny-grey skin and were clearly alien. They didn’t seem to be terribly clever, but one had managed to snatch a gun from the younger man. It fired a couple of shots, all of them missing by miles. However on the fifth shot it hit the taller man square in the chest. The force of the shot sent him reeling into the wall and his lifeless body slid down and ended in a crumpled heap. This man, as Rose now saw his face, was none other than Captain Jack Harkness.

One of the women with long, dark brown hair and lots of freckles turned around and saw that Jack had been shot. Even though he was clearly dead she still called out to him in her thick welsh accent, ‘Jack, hurry up will ya, we need you, you’re the only one with tranquilisers.’

A slight groan came from the handsome man, ‘alright, Gwen. Coming back from the dead aint the easiest thing to do ya know,’

‘I’m sure it isn’t Jack, but three people fighting five Weevils aint no party either.’

With another groan, Jack heaved himself up from the ground and took out three tranquiliser darts from the pocket of his navy blue trench coat. Without messing about he quickly knocked out the three nearest Weevils, Rose now understood to be the aliens’ name, with the darts.

Now that it was two on four, the younger man managed to grab his gun back and put it safely back in his holster whilst Gwen and the other woman held the remaining two Weevils still so that Jack could tranquilise them.

Jack turned in shock as he saw a blond blur run towards him. Once the girl had released him from the bear tight hug that she had given him, he realised who it was, ‘Rose?!’

They hugged once more before Rose gazed up into his dazzling blue eyes, a content look on her face, ‘oh my God, Jack. I can’t believe it’s really you,’

‘Me neither! It’s been too long.’ He picked up her hand and together they walked off with two jealous looking faces staring after them.

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