Fire With Fire (First of The Creators Saga)

Boom Town

1. I probably know the answer to this, but should I try making these photoshops for this series too?

2. HOLY CRAP, do Cobie Smulders and John Barrowman look like they really could be siblings or what?!

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In Cardiff, Wales, a young black man exited a train and headed towards Roald Dahl Plass. He smiled when he saw a blue police public call box in front of the water tower, and he walked up to it, knocking on the door.

His smile faded when a handsome man with black hair opened the door. "Who the hell are you?" he asked bluntly.

Mickey Smith glared at him. "What do you mean, who the hell am I? Who the hell are you?" he retorted.

"Captain Jack Harkness," the man replied with a smirk. "Whatever you're selling, we're not buying."

Mickey shoved past him. "Get out of my way!"

"Don't tell me," Jack sighed, closing the door. "This must be Mickey!"

The Alchemist looked up through the TARDIS's grate floor to see the black man enter. She smiled before going back to the underside of the console, readjusting a few things, wiping her greasy hands on her jeans. For once, she'd left off her catsuit and changed into short denim shorts and a white tank top, her hair loosely curled, courtesy of Rose insisting that she "live a little." It was worth the Doctor's starstruck expression, though. She grinned to herself. He needed that look on his face more often.

"Here comes trouble!" the Doctor exclaimed from where he stood on a ladder fixing some of the cables on the TARDIS wall. "How're you doing, Ricky boy?"

Mickey glared at him. "It's Mickey!"

"Don't listen to him," Rose advised. "He's winding you up."

"You look fantastic," Mickey told her, giving her a hug.

"Aww, sweet," Jack cooed. "Look at these two! How come I never get any of that?"

"Buy me a drink first," the Doctor answered.

Jack pouted. "You're such hard work."

"But worth it," the Doctor said with a cheeky grin. "And don't try it on your sister. She wouldn't accept."

"I heard that," the Alchemist warned.

The Doctor still couldn't help but grin. He'd noticed that a lot more. Since their truce after World War II, he and the Alchemist had been working on establishing the mental link between them. As the last two Time Lords in existence, it was better safe than sorry. It always made his day when she was the one to start a mental conversation, not him. "I know. I meant the part about not getting what they are."

"Did you manage to find it?" Rose asked.

Mickey dug in his backpack and held out a small book. "There you go."

Rose smirked and waved her passport. "I can go anywhere now."

The Doctor rolled his eyes. "I told you, you don't need a passport!"

"It's all very well, going to Platform One and Justicia and the Glass Pyramid of San Kaloon, but what if we end up in Brazil? I might need it. You see, I'm prepared for anything." She winked.

"Go Rose!" the Alchemist cheered.

The Doctor huffed, rolling his eyes, when Mickey looked crestfallen and said sadly. "Sounds like you're staying, then." Everyone stopped what they were doing, even the Alchemist as she looked up at Mickey. She'd heard a lot about the man, and she had to admit, he interested her. The Doctor didn't seem to like him that much, and while Rose said he was her boyfriend, she wasn't acting that close to him. So who exactly was he? "So, what're you doing in Cardiff?" he asked quickly. "And who the hell's Jumping Jack Flash?" Jack sent a quick glare down into the grating when the Alchemist's shoulders began shaking, her obviously trying not to burst out laughing at that. "I mean, I don't mind you hanging out with big ears up there - "