Chapter 9
When they reached the top of the evac rocket, Genie scanned the crowded hallways, looking for the little boy that got turned into one of the Toclafane. She wished she could save him. When she spotted him she ran up to him and said, "Hello! We're looking for the scientist that built this. Could you lead the way?"
"Why, of course, ma'am!" he exclaimed. Deep down, Genie felt a tug of guilt for not saying anything.
"This way!" she said, motioning to the others. She saw Jack flirting with another hot guy. All the decent guys are on the other bus. Or Time Lords. "Jack! You're staying with me." She walked up to him and slipped her arm through his.
"Yes, ma'am!" He leaned over and kissed her on the cheek. Silly Jack. he really shouldn't do that so casually.
Her legs got weak and she felt light-headed. Her knees buckled but Jack caught her and swung her up in his arms in one swift motion.
"Maybe I should carry you," he chuckled.
Genie sighed. "That was your fault," she shot back. She put her arms around his neck and leaned her head against his chest.
"Hello!" Martha said. "Still here."
"Oh, Martha." The Doctor took her hand... Was my little talk with him making him like Martha? I saw Martha blush. My heart sputtered. Was I... Jealous? No. He may be hot but he's more than nine-hundred years old. Like Jackie Tyler said: that's one hell of an age gap. But still...
They had made it to Professor Yana.
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