FIC: Vampires, Demons and Torchwood, Oh My! (3/?)
Name: Vampires, Demons and Torchwood, Oh my!
Rating: PG-13
Pairings/Characters: Jack/Ianto, Spike/Buffy, Willow/Tosh, Xander/Anya, Martha, Owen, Faith, the Doctor, other characters may follow later…
Summary: Sequel to Magic and Mayhem at the Rift. The Scoobie gang, now fully integrated into the Torchwood group and settled in to their new lives, discover there’s more coming through the rift than the odd demon and alien. This story is set post Exit Wounds, so there are minor spoilers. However, I have major problems with Exit Wounds and, as such, only some of the storyline happened (same goes for Reset which, although it happened, did not end like it did in the series in my head. Dead Man Walking and A Day in the Death DID NOT HAPPEN. I’m in my happy place now ...). Episodes like Adrift, Something Borrowed and Out of the Rain did happen, though (Like I said before: happy place) and may be referred to or even flash-backed to from time to time.
Disclaimer: I don’t own Torchwood or Buffy the Vampire Slayer … I do however own the cracked story idea - and proud of it, thankyouverymuch! I don’t own the title of this story either, however, that was thought up by the wonderful ickle18(I say wonderful because anyone who can come up with this title must be), the daughter of missthingsplace THANK YOU!
I feel like I should put a "last time on" it's been so long since the last chapter. This chapter would not write. *Sigh*. I have to warn you, there is implied Jack/Nine/Rose and Ten/Rose ... because those are my OT3 and OTP :] But, as always, it's mainly Jack/Ianto torchwood wise.
I did some photo manipulations of this story (I was bored and desperately trying to get inspired) which can be found here. Let me know what you think.
Also, I know the although icon shows Martha she hasn't been in it yet, I can guarentee you she WILL be in it. The Doctor's companion refered to at the end of the chapter can be Donna if you want to believe that or someone other random person ... it's entirely up to you.
My other stories and links to the chapters of Magic and Mayhem (and Vampires, Demons and Torchwood) can be found here, at my master list.
Previous chapters: Ch.1, Ch. 2
Chapter 3: Doctor, Doctor
Saturday 19th July
13:25
Jack grimaced awkwardly at Owen and Ianto, both looking as enraged as each other. “I can explain …” he said again.
“Well, explain then,” Owen snapped.
“It’s … bigger on the inside,” Faith breathed, turning around in circles and staring. “How does it work?”
The Doctor grinned and grabbed her by the arm, dragging her across to the console and starting to point and talk. After a moment, Xander followed, just as intrigued as the Slayer.
“Jack, you said you weren’t going to run off with the Doctor again,” Ianto said, sadly.
“I’m not ... I mean, I wasn’t planning to ... I just saw the TARDIS and went running. I half expected it to run away from my wrongness again anyway.” He raised an eyebrow and turned to the Doctor, who was still grinning and talking. “Why didn’t it?”
The Doctor shrugged. “I explained to it that you were still the same Jack, even if you are wrong now.”
“He’s not wrong,” Ianto spat, angrily. “How can you tell your friend he’s wrong?”
For a moment the Doctor looked speechless. “I just ... he ... I ...” he spluttered.
Jack grinned fondly at Ianto, who glowered back at him. The grin faded. “Look, I’m sorry,” he offered, “but if you saw one of your old Torchwood One friends turn up, wouldn’t you go running to them?”
Ianto scowled. “I’d go running in the opposite direction, actually.”
“Oh,” Jack said, in a tiny voice.
“Tea-boy’s right, Jack, you said you weren’t going to run off with him again.”
Jack’s eyes widened. “You’re siding with him?” he yelped. “Oh ... great ...” He groaned and rubbed his neck. “I’m sorry, Ianto, Owen. I wasn’t actually going to go off with-”
“Oh! So you’re Ianto!” The Doctor bounced across the TARDIS and grabbed Ianto’s hand, shaking it until Jack thought he was going to pull it off. “I’ve heard so much about you!”
“You’re still not off the hook,” Ianto told Jack, still glowering darkly.
“Don't I get points for telling my ex about my present boyfriend?” Jack asked, with an adorable pout.
“I am not your ex!” the Doctor exclaimed, letting loose Ianto’s hand and glowering at Jack. Jack baulked; now he had three of them glaring at him. This was not going well.
Before he could say anything, however, the TARDIS door flew open and Willow stormed in, eyes and hair black, fingertips flashing with magic. She seemed completely unperturbed by the size of the TARDIS. “Jack, we have to get Tosh back to the hub,” she announced, ignoring everyone else. “She absorbed a lot of energy. I’m worried about her.”
Jack nodded and started to follow Willow back out of the TARDIS. He stopped at the door. “Coming, Doc?”
The Doctor considered for a moment, bouncing on the balls of his feet, before nodding, ignoring Ianto and Owen’s angry looks, and following Jack out of the door.
14:07
The Doctor groaned loudly as he climbed out of the minivan. “That was worse than time travel without a capsule.”
“We don't all have a TARDIS,” Jack told him, jumping out of the driver’s seat and walking around to help Willow carry the unconscious form of Tosh out of the van.
“Yeah, but why couldn’t I have driven? Or rode shotgun at least? I do have a driver’s license,” the Doctor whined.
Jack glowered at him. “For the same reason you’d never let me drive the TARDIS.”
“I let you drive the TARDIS all the time. You could actually keep her going in a straight line, unlike Rose.”
Jack smiled fondly at the memory of Rose crashing the TARDIS into an asteroid belt and the Doctor yelling, “I am never letting you near the console ever again!” as he stormed out of the console room.
“You let me drive while she was on autopilot after the first time, don't think I didn’t work that out,” Jack pointed out as he hefted Tosh into his arms.
The Doctor shrugged. “I didn’t trust you not to take us to the Seven Pleasure Moons of Arisia again.”
Jack grinned. “That was a great vacation, though, you have to admit. No running around being chased by angry aliens ... just relaxation and pretty aliens.” He ignored Ianto glowering at him from inside the van.
“I like the angry aliens and the running around!” the Doctor whinged.
“So did we, but sometimes we just wanted to relax.”
The Doctor let out a huffing noise, watching as Jack hefted Tosh into his arms, heading for the invisible lift, and the rest of the team piled out of the minivan. “By the way ...” he said, bouncing across to Jack again. “You told me you had four team members; Toshiko Sato, Owen Harper, Ianto Jones and Gwen Cooper ...” He paused, looking at all the faces nearby. “Where did this lot come from?”
“The energy you were detecting,” Jack said. “The rift is ... well, not open as such ... but it’s like there’s a crack in it between our world and theirs.”
The Doctor’s eyes widened. “There’s a hole leading to parallel worlds?”
“Doc, no,” Jack said, with sadness. “Only to their world. I’m sorry.”
The Doctor’s face fell. “Oh well ... probably best I leave her alone, anyway.” He grinned at Jack. “So, what, some random kids fell through and you thought ‘hey, let’s offer them a job catching aliens!’?” Buffy walked up beside Jack and Willow, glancing briefly at the Doctor, long enough to decide he was pretty good looking, before putting her arms around her friend. “Who are you?” the Doctor demanded, realising he hadn’t seen Buffy in his TARDIS.
“Buffy the Vampire Slayer,” she snapped. “Concerned about my friend.” She turned back to Willow. “She’s going to be fine, Will, don't worry.”
“Did she say vampire?” the Doctor asked Jack.
“It’s ... a long story,” Jack replied.
“Their world has vampires and demons and when Buffy and her group came through so did they. That school we were at when we met up with you ... it’s from their world,” Ianto explained from nearby.
“... obviously not that long a story...” Jack muttered.
The Doctor blinked. “No wonder you didn’t want to come with me. Your world is more exciting than the TARDIS could ever be.”
Jack laughed. “I wouldn’t say that, but it is definitely where I’d rather be.” He smiled at the Doctor for a moment. “Not to say I won’t take you up on that offer one day. I have all the time in the universe, after all.”
“So you do, so you do,” the Doctor said, happily. “Well, you know I have Martha’s phone, so if you ever want me, let me know.” He caught Ianto’s glare. “Strictly platonically, Mister Jones,” he assured him. Ianto sniffed in annoyance.
At that moment, the invisible lift landed in the hub and, instantly, Gwen was at Jack’s side. “Oh God! What happened to her?”
“We don't know yet,” Jack said, stepping down and forcing his way past Gwen to put Tosh down in the autopsy bay as they others arrived. He noticed Spike had, once again, managed to get to the hub in the daylight without becoming dust. He made a mental note to ask him how he did that. “Spike, Gwen, Anya, this is the Doctor.” He gestured at the Time Lord.
“Doctor what?” Anya asked.
“Just the Doctor,” the Doctor announced, shaking Anya’s hand. “Pleased to meet you!”
Jack turned away from the Doctor, who was being herded away from the autopsy bay by Buffy, who was the only one among them not angry with the Doctor for stealing Jack away over a year before, and looked at Owen, who was fussing over Tosh. “How is she?” he asked.
“She seems fine ... just unconscious,” Owen said. “She’ll come round in her own time.”
“Toshiko Sato!” the Doctor exclaimed, vaulting the railings and landing next to the autopsy trolley. Buffy sent Jack and Owen a look that said ‘I tried’, holding up her hands in surrender as the Doctor began waving his sonic screwdriver over Tosh’s face. “That’s just ... wrong ...” he muttered.
“What is?” Jack demanded, slightly irritably.
“She seems to have absorbed something akin to the time vortex.” He caught Jack’s eye.
“Rose,” Jack breathed.
“Rose,” the Doctor agreed. “The time vortex gave Rose immense power... I don't know what this energy has done for your Toshiko. I took the power out of Rose ... it killed me ... I don't know what’ll happen to Tosh if it isn’t removed.” He looked up at Willow. “Are you family?”
Willow shook her head. “I’m her girlfriend.”
The Doctor cast his eyes across at Jack. “You must be rubbing off on them,” he commented, making Jack snort. The Doctor waved his sonic screwdriver over Tosh again. “I can wake her?”
Owen nodded his consent, but Jack put his hand over the Doctor’s stopping him from using his screwdriver. “If she has this power like Rose did ... could she fix me?”
The Doctor shrugged. “I don't know, Jack. You’re wrong ... you’re impossible ...”
Ianto glowered angrily at the Doctor. “He’s not wrong ...” he argued. “He’s amazing ... and he’s been through more than you can imagine thanks to you!”
“Ianto!” Jack snapped. “Don't.”
Ianto turned away, glowering at his feet and deliberately avoiding physical contact with Jack. “I’ll make some coffee,” he snapped. “Do you drink coffee, Doctor?” he asked, his civility astonishing Jack.
Jack answered for the Doctor, however. “No no no ...” he said. “Something Rose and I learned long ago: never caffeinate the Doctor.” He smirked at him. “Although ... he was fun while hyper ...” He smiled fondly. “That was a good night ...”
The Doctor glowered at him. “Green tea for me, please, Ianto Jones!” the Doctor exclaimed, as Jack doubled over laughing at the memories overwhelming him. “Jack,” the Doctor said, warningly, as the rest of the group watched Jack, fascinated, as he almost fell over. They’d never seen him laugh so hard.
Gasping for breath, he said, “Go on... revive her.”
The Doctor nodded, waving his screwdriver over Tosh’s face. She shot upright on the trolley, her eyes flew open, golden light flashed in her eyes and her mouth opened, the light flowing out of it and through the hub, dissipating somewhere near Jack’s office. Then the air left her lungs and she collapsed on the autopsy trolley, her eyes glassy and open, Owen’s monitors informing them that she was dead.
“Tosh!” Willow exclaimed, trying to get to her lover just to be held back by Buffy.
Owen shoved his way past the Doctor. “Get him out of here!” he snarled, angrily, grabbing his kit to try and resuscitate Tosh.
“That wasn’t supposed to happen!” the Doctor exclaimed, looking stricken as Buffy pushed Willow onto Xander to hold back and grabbed the Doctor, using her super-human strength to drag him out of the autopsy bay and throw him into Jack’s office, locking the door behind them.
“Let me go!” Willow wailed, flailing against Xander, who was holding her back with all his strength, hoping she would use magic against him. “I want to get to her!”
Owen, who was currently trying to save the witch’s life, snapped at Xander, “Hold her back!” Willow’s eyes flashed black dangerously as Owen picked up the alien version of defibrillators. “Willow, I’m going to try and save her. Trust me,” he pled. Willow screamed and sobbed as Owen used the defibrillators on Tosh, her chest bouncing off the autopsy trolley with every pulse of electricity (or whatever it was that came from the alien kit).
Tears streaking down her face, Willow continued to fight Xander, who lifted her off her feet by her shoulders, stopping her from kicking and thumping him, but that didn’t stop her chanting a spell. Slapping a hand over her mouth, however, did, and these preventative measures only ensured Willow’s continuing rage as she mumbled curses of the witching variety into Xander’s hand.
Another shock from the defibrillators and, with an almighty gasp, Tosh’s eyes flew open, now back to their normal selves. Still shouting and screaming to be let go, Willow snapped her head backwards, smacking Xander in the nose. Reflexively, he let go of her and she fell to the floor before scrambling to her feet and rushing to Tosh’s side. “Tosh, Baby, are you okay?”
15:11
“Vampires, demons and werewolves don't really exist in this world ... well ... werewolves do ... well ... demons do in some ways ... well ... vampires exist as aliens ... well ...” The Doctor was stood behind Jack’s desk, examining his papers as though looking for some kind of contraband.
“In my world they’re as common as aliens here ...” Buffy said, looking nervously out of Jack’s office window to see what was happening in the autopsy bay. She couldn’t see, something she had discovered half an hour before, but still insisted on trying. “I was born as the chosen one to fight them.”
“Haven’t you people tried reasoning with them?” the Doctor demanded.
“Half of them don't even speak English,” Buffy snapped. “And the ones that do say ‘I will kill you now’ and you die.” She looked at him. “So what’s your story?” she asked. “How do you and Jack know each other?”
“We used to travel together ... back in the old days,” the Doctor said.
“Travel?”
“Oh yes, in time and space!” the Doctor said, grinning. “We went all over the place me, Jack and Rose.”
Buffy asked, “You travel in time and space?” The Doctor nodded. “And you detected strange energy coming from Cardiff today?” Another nod. “Then ... why didn’t you detect the energy when we came through, me and my friends?”
The Doctor shrugged. “It happens. I don't always catch everything.” He picked up a small sphere from Jack’s desk and took his sonic screwdriver out, pointing it at the sphere.
“Hey! Leave that alone!” Buffy snapped. “That’s not yours.”
“It’s not Jack’s either,” the Doctor said. “He shouldn’t have this.” The office door opened and Jack and Ianto stepped in. “You shouldn’t have this!” the Doctor repeated, waving the sphere around.
“Then deal with it,” Jack said, with a sigh. “Just ... leave everything else alone.” He turned to Buffy. “Tosh is going to be fine,” he said, with a smile. “But she’ll need some time to recover.” Buffy smiled with relief. Ever since Willow and Tosh had become an item, she had found herself hanging out with the two of them together more and more often. As such, she had found herself becoming fast friends with Tosh, who she found to be sweet, kind and quite funny. She had been panicked when she had thought Tosh might die ... she couldn’t imagine how Willow must be feeling. She smiled softly at Jack, unable to speak for the moment. Jack turned to the Doctor, “Look, Doc,” he said. “You know I love you and all ... but ...”
“But I’m cramping your style,” the Doctor said. “Yeah ... I figured as much.” He turned from Jack and poked around his desk some more. Jack rolled his eyes but said nothing until the Doctor picked up a smallish, squat, oval shaped object, which turned different colours beneath his fingers. He held it up and arched an eyebrow at the Captain. “She gave you one, too.”
Jack sighed and snatched the object off of him. “Yes, she did.”
“You kept it.”
Rolling his eyes, Jack slipped the object into his pocket. “Of course I kept it. I took it with me everywhere I went ... I had it with me when you both left without me. It’s lasted over a century. You have to love those Keldite’s craftsmanship.”
“I threw mine out,” the Doctor muttered. “I already had three.” He looked wistfully at Jack’s pocket. “Something she gave me and I threw it out...” He shook his head to clear his thoughts. “Oh well ... busy life ... moving on.”
Jack sighed and retrieved the object from his pocket, tossing it at the Doctor. “Here,” he said, as it soared threw the air. “Think of it as a present from both of us.”
The Doctor looked down at it, a small smile on his face, then back at Jack. “Thank you,” he said. Jack shrugged.”Now, listen,” the Doctor said, suddenly completely serious, a look that said he was about to tell them something important on his face. “I was tracking energy spikes here ... I didn’t follow the most powerful of the spikes.” He wondered why Buffy was giggling every time he said ‘spikes’, but didn’t comment.
“If the school appearing out of thin air wasn’t the most powerful energy spike ...” Ianto breathed. “Then what was?”
The Doctor shrugged. “I don't know ... but whatever’s going on here shouldn’t be happening, Jack.” He caught his eye. “Two worlds shouldn’t be coming together ... especially two worlds so dramatically different.”
Jack nodded. “I know,” he said, “but we have no way of sending them back.” Jack gestured at the scoobies.
“There’s something coming, Jack,” the Doctor warned. “And you’ve got to be ready.”
“The twenty-first century is when it all changes,” Jack commented.
The Doctor shook his head. “No. It was meant to change in regards to alien life ... but this ... this is beyond anything I have ever seen before.” He looked him in the eye. “And I’ve seen the end of the universe.”
Jack stiffened at the memories that one sentence brought back and felt the comforting presence of Ianto’s hand slipping into his. He looked round and smiled at him, he smiled back.
“Jack, listen to me ... there is something coming. Something big ... bigger than Satellite five, bigger than Canary Wharf, bigger even than the Year That Never Was ... whatever it is, you’re in for one hell of a time of it,” the Doctor said.
“You’re really going for the enigmatic award of the year, aren’t you?” Buffy commented, making the Doctor grin madly.
“Think I’d win?”
She shook her head. “No.”
The Doctor laughed as he walked out of the office, closely followed by Jack and Ianto, still holding hands, and Buffy. “I’ll be off then,” he said, as he got to the invisible lift.
“Still alone?” Jack asked, sadly.
The Doctor grinned. “Nope,” he said, popping the ‘p’, “I’m travelling with ... Oops! I left her on the TARDIS!”
Jack rolled his eyes. “You’re always leaving us behind.”
The Doctor smiled sadly. “I was always going to come back.”
Jack nodded. “Sure you were.” He let go of Ianto’s hand and walked over to hug the Doctor briefly. “Be safe,” he said, saluting him.
The Doctor mock-saluted back as he climbed onto the invisible lift and ascended up to the plass above, still grinning like a maniac. “Why do all the good looking ones leave?” Buffy asked. Spike coughed pointedly from nearby and she pulled a face at him, making him chuckle.
“Tell me about it,” Jack responded, looking sheepish when Ianto hit him on the arm. “I didn’t mean you ...” he said, quickly. “I just...” He rolled his eyes as he realised he’d just end up digging himself into a hole. “Let’s go see how Toshiko is doing,” he said, quickly, heading towards the autopsy bay, quickly. Ianto, behind him, offered Buffy his arm, which she accepted with a smile, placing her hand in the crook of his elbow as they followed Jack down towards Tosh, each of them worrying over what the Doctor had said.
There is something coming ... something big ... bigger than Satellite five ... bigger than Canary Wharf ... bigger even than the Year That Never Was ... whatever it is, you’re in for one hell of a time of it.
They just hoped they’d all make it through it in one piece.
Next chapter.