Wisdom War and Tea

by Angelbev21 [Reviews - 85]

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  • All Ages
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Torchwood One had been leading the battle for most of the day with the local ground forces, trying to stave off the alien attack. Brown winged beings had been circling, killing and maiming and setting up equipment despite their best efforts to stop the invasion.

Four months had passed since Zeke Tyler had lost his Aunt Rose and was now leader of her commando unit. He was down to four men on the front line with no hope for reinforcements when his miracle took place.

Just as he shot at the latest alien swooping down upon his head, the green beam of particle energy started getting brighter, it’s thrumming making his teeth hurt when he saw her.

The briefest of glimpses of a figure incased in her familiar yellow energy and his jaw dropped. His Aunt Rose’s body appeared high in the sky before him, her body visibly strained from repelling the beam but with one last shove of both hands, the vortex energy burst from her in a ball of light and straight down into the midst of the alien ship that was projecting it, destroying it to smithereens and then she was gone, winking out of existence. If he hadn’t been watching that part of the sky at that very moment, he would have missed her. He fell to his knees. He had his proof that angels do exist and one of them was his beloved Aunt Rose. He crossed himself and said a prayer of thanks as tears threatened to escaped, unnoticed, as his men jumped with jubilee.

Earth’s Defender and Avenging Angel had saved the day.

Again.



The Doctor monitored Rose for most of the night and into the next morning. She remained unconscious, but her life signs were steady and he hoped that her state was only induced by the amount of energy she’d had expelled in repelling the alien attack.

He had dressed, shaved, and eaten, because he knew she’d have admonished him for it if he hadn’t. He set the T.A.R.D.I.S. forward in time and monitored the rift from 2012 and though it was closed, it still emitted a slight energy signature, but it was nowhere near what it had been in his previous time lines. There were a few more things he had to do before he returned to her side, so he made sure that T.A.R.D.I.S. kept him apprised of her condition as he dashed about.

First on the agenda was taking care of the Krillitanes on this side of the Void. The Oncoming Storm was an appropriate name well earned after he got done with them. He would try to leave as many details out of if Rose ever asked but suffice it to say, they wouldn’t never use the knowledge they had so illicitly gained in vengeance again.

The Gelf would never be able to access the rift since it was now closed, nor would the Ziemeratans go from planet to planet razing each in their search for water.

A few atmospheric changes allowed their world to flourish, with lakes and oceans and they had to learn a new way to survive. He made sure, putting the right word in the right ear, that haberdasheries would be the latest craze of the universe, and Ziemera would be the leader of the fashion craze. And by the seven hour of the seventh day, so it was done. So much for commerce.

The last stop was Torchwood. The future Face of Boe needed to be introduced to the Newest Lady Timelord and the Doctor couldn’t resist the temptation. T.A.R.D.I.S. confirmed that she was now sleeping as he felt the ship settle down.

'Good,' he thought to himself, 'now I can play ‘Prince Charming,’ as he opened the door.

Captain Jack Harkness sat at his desk, spending another late night at the office when the T.A.R.D.I.S. materialized behind him and the Doctor stepped out.

He leaned back in his chair and put both hands behind his head. “Hey, Doc! Nice to see you…is the world come to an end? Should I be grabbing the posterior with both hands?”
He smiled, and 150% of charm oozed from his every pore.

The Doctor stood at the doorway, hands in his pockets and smiled. “Don’t you wish? Why do you ask? Can’t a Timelord visit a friend?”

He got up and walked toward him, smiling. “You never visit unless the world is coming to an end! How are you doing? Do you still have that last companion…what was her name…Donna? Yeah, there was Martha and then Donna. How’s she doing?”

“I actually don’t know, dropped her off a few months ago..got a new one, though. Would you like to meet her? You might know her, she goes back awhile.”

He shook his head, laughing. “Boy, do you go through them! Sure, don’t mind if I do. Got to meet the new team member, get her broke in, huh?”

The Doctor never said a word as Jack followed him in and looked around. “Still the same old same old. How’s my T.A.R.D.I.S. doing these days? Is he treating you good? That’s my girl.”

He ran a hand along a beam and looked back at the Doctor. “She looks good. So who’s this new assistant of yours?”

The Doctor never stopped smiling. “Follow me.”

He went around the controls and followed him down the corridor to where he knew the Infirmary was and was surprised when he went in. Jack followed him and looked around.

“What did you do Doctor, shock her senseless or something? You didn’t kill her did you? Wait, if you did that she wouldn’t be in Infirmary.”

The Doctor made a motion for him to stop and then turned and raised a finger to his lips, then motioned him to come through the doorway.

The perplexed look he gave disappeared into a smile splitting his face from ear to ear as he saw who was lying in the bed. He grabbed the Doctor’s arm in his excitement but kept his voice low as he spoke.

“That’s…that’s…wait. It can’t be, she’s supposed to be in a another dimension, to never return…”

“It is, she was, she died, came back here, fought a dimensional war and died, all to come back again. Ergo, recovery.”

He looked at the Doctor, then at Rose, and then back at the Doctor. “She doesn’t do anything by half measures, does she?”

“You should know, she brought you back to life forever.”

”You’ve got a point.”

The Doctor went over to the bed and brushed a strand of hair away from an eyelash, leaned down and gently kissed her on the lips. This made her stir and she opened her eyes.

“Good morning your Ladyship, how do you feel?” He grabbed for a glass of water on the table next to the bed and gave her a sip. She ended up gulping half the glass. She then stretched a little, rose herself out of the bed and grimaced.

“For some reason I was dreaming of hats but otherwise, I feel like I’ve been electrocuted, barbecued and rolled in marinade for good measure. Otherwise, I survived, eh?”

“You gave me a helluva scare, woman, but yup, you survived. Ready for a visitor?”

He moved back and Rose finally saw Jack standing there. She squealed her delight and raised her arms and Jack answered the invitation.

Giving her a hug as best he could without hurting her, he said in her ear, ”Rose, you’re a sight for sore eyes! Welcome back! If I knew it was you, I would have brought you flowers.” He kissed her cheek and Rose let go to let him stand up.

“You don’t look too bad yourself, Captain, sir. Where did the Doctor find you?”

“I’ve been running Torchwood One, staying earthbound. The Doctor’s told me a little about what you went through. Are you OK?”

In response, she looked up at the Doctor and smiled. Her eyes started glowing yellow, making Jack jump back in shock. The Doctor, unfazed, just nodded. “Indeed, my Lady Timelord, all is well in the universe.”

They both looked at Jack, who couldn’t decide on which one to look at first. “What?”

“She’s a Timelord now, Jack, mutated by T.A.R.D.I.S. and, she’s not 19 years old anymore. You’re looking at a laureate Doctor of Physics, Astronomy, a good hand at field medicine and,” he paused for a dramatic affect, waving a finger in the air, “commando-trained leader of 30 men of her own Torchwood One. All at the tender age of 65.”

He punctuated his statement with a grin from ear to ear and shoved both hands in his pants pockets, acting like a proud papa.

“No…you’ve got to be kidding me!” He looked at her hard, checking her out. “She doesn’t look like a day over 23.”

Rose laughed. “I moisturized.” With that, she looked up at the Doctor and the Doctor looked at her and they burst out laughing. Both of them were thinking of the former Cassandra, but Jack just figured they’d lost their minds.

When Rose calmed down enough, she added, ”As for my former position, it stays former. I can’t go back.” She stared at her hands and was at a loss for words.

“Oh, that reminds me, I forgot something,” and started searching his pockets and pulled out a small box. He stared at it and then he looked at it and then looked at Rose, his face in determination.

“Rose, I brought Jack so he could visit, but I also wanted him to witness this.” He opened the box and revealed a beautiful golden ring, set with diamonds and in the middle was a large blue faceted stone, the color of a Bermuda sea with royal purple winking in the middle.

Rose stared at the ring, at the Doctor then at the ring, speechless.

The Doctor took a deep breath as he took out the ring, and grabbed her left hand with his other. “Rose you promised me forever. Despite our separation and both of your deaths,” he cringed, continuing,” you’ve managed to keep your word, so, it’s only right that you get my ‘forever,’ as best as I can give it to you, with both of my two hearts.”

He slid the ring onto her left finger and it fit perfectly. She looked up at him and he could see the tears in her eyes. He was almost there himself, but he had to finish what he needed to say.

“I promise never to run from your touch again. I promise to make you laugh and show you everything I possibly can in this mad universe and share everything with you as only one Timelord can with his Lady. Will you take me?”

For a brief moment there was silence, but then Rose laughed and started to cry. “You damn fool, you. You had me at Timelord! Of course I’ll take you.” She reached up and kissed him, trying to make it last but a sob in the background broke their kiss. They looked at Jack, who was bawling at the sight.

“You guys, really, that was beautiful!” He stood there trying to compose himself, wiping his eyes with the sleeve of his shirt and Rose and the Doctor laughed and invited him in for a group hug.

“OK, group hug over! Jack, Rose and I would like some time alone and we’d invite you to stay but we have a wedding to plan. A proper wedding.”

Jack, looking confused from what the Doctor just said, just nodded his head. “Yeah, of course, right, no problem.”

The Doctor escorted him out, but not before kissing Rose goodbye, and was left back in his office watching the T.A.R.D.I.S. wink back out of existence. Then it hit. As it faded, he yelled, “Hey, you guys never said when! Or where!”

Jack then smiled and realized it didn’t matter since he just witnessed an historic event all his own.

The Doctor, Domesticated.