Jan. 17th, 2010

quitehomoerotic: (little bit of a smile)
When the Doctor dropped off Jack, Martha and Mickey it wasn't anywhere convenient. They may have just managed to tow the Earth through time and space but it seemed the Doctor still had trouble landing anywhere even remotely near where people needed to get.

That was fine though, they could let it go, and really by the time they'd noticed they could hardly complain; the Doctor after all was by then halfway to dropping Rose in another universe. He had things on his mind.

So Jack saw to making sure Martha and Mickey got themselves home safe (not that Mickey had a home here). They got on well. Very well, and Jack waved them off together as they made their way back to London and he prepared to make his way back to Cardiff.

Cardiff. Just thinking of it put a smile on his face. Back there, Ianto and Gwen and they saved the world. Two little people and without them the whole world, the whole universe would have turned to dust.

He didn't call to alert his arrival, he didn't even think about it, though perhaps he should have.

'Acquiring' himself a car he drove as only Jack Harkness knew how; too fast and too reckless. But reckless with excitement. The world had been saved, he'd seen the Doctor, he'd seen Rose. Ianto and Gwen were safe. This? Was a very good day.

There was of course a lot of things he wasn't aware of, such as just how close the Daleks has got to Torchwood. That they'd breached and that from beyond the grave Tosh had saved them once again. But these things he'd find out.

After a four hour drive and ditching the car somewhere near the docks, Jack made his way back to the bay. Back to the bay and back to Torchwood. The tourist office door was open, and that was strange enough, but when he saw the false wall still rolled back too, it was very nearly cause for concern. He wouldn't be worried though, he wouldn't let himself, not today.

The lift, when he got to it, he found wouldn't open. Stuck at the sub level. Annoying, but he could cope with that. So still with a spring in his step he practically skipped down the stairs.

Back to his world.

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