Little Wonders

28. Recognition

Hi! So sorry for the long wait! It wasn't meant to be this long! I realised that I and to do so much revision! :( but thankfully, all of my exams are over and I can now focus on writing! YAY! which should mean faster updates! WAHOO! This chapter is rubbish! it's boring! So sorry about that, but I felt it wasn't fair to leave you hanging and writers block was stopping me from getting anything good down :( but I did update! :D enjoy! :)

28. Recognition.

Jack watched John from his desk. John was sat looking over some paperwork. Everyone had just got back from a mission and John was looking over the paperwork quickly before he put it away into storage for the history records. Everyone was ecstatic, like they usually were once they'd completed a mission, unless there was a sad ending. But thankfully this particular mission had ended happily.

John nodded to himself before taking the paperwork (it was probably his mission report – everyone else's didn't have to be done for a few days) over to the filing cabinet where they kept all the history of the going's on in Torchwood. He easily slid the paperwork into its rightful place before smiling to himself. He then walked over to the office door, which was open and stuck his head out.

"Well done guys!" He then stepped out of his office properly, walking past all of the desks, till he was right at the front. He sat on the edge of Patrick's desk, like he normally did. "Before I let you all go early… any questions?" He always did the same routine every time they completed a mission. Someone usually had a question, before they could leave.

Surprisingly, no-one voiced a question. Jack was biding his time, trying to decide whether or not he should ask the question in front of everyone, or just confine John.

"Alright then…" John was cut off by Jack.

"I have a question," Everyone turned to look at Jack. Jack never asked the questions!

"Um… sure," John said, raising his eyebrows, suggesting to Jack that he asked his question.

"Can we have the truth?" Jack asked. John's eyebrows knitted together in confusion as he quickly glanced at Rose, who shrugged her shoulders.

"Jack, what're you on about?" Neil asked, voicing everyone's thoughts.

"Okay – I don't want to sound rude – but I really want the truth," Jack began. "I babysat Darren last night. Had fun, I might add. But while I was getting him ready for bed, he asked for a bedtime story about the Doctor, an alien and time-travel."

Rose paled and looked at John, who in turn was sharing her shocked look.

"So, what did you tell him?" John asked, looking over to Jack.

"A story about a three-eyed alien who could travel in time who went to the Dr's." Jack mumbled. "But then, he said that your stories," He nodded his head towards John. "Were about Daleks and Cybermen, and Slitheen."

John nervously chuckled.

"What are Slitheen?" Heather asked.

"Aliens," Jack answered for her. He quickly turned his attention back to Jack. "But the thing is… this world isn't supposed to see these types of aliens for centuries."

It went silent for a moment, the cheeriness gone from the room.

"Wait a minute…" Stanley mumbled. "If that's the case… how do you know about them?"

Everyone nodded in agreement.

"Yeah… maybe you're not telling us the truth either Jack." Kevin mused.

"Well…" Jack trailed off. This was going wrong. The team weren't supposed to find out about him being from the future! "I… um…"

"Jack," Rose began, catching everyone's attention. "Captain Jack Harkness is from the 51st century."