In which, a 32 year old woman from Torchwood stumbles across a time traveling alien with a blue box, and decides that nothing else matters more than the thrill of near death.
Or
Lilly Tyler is used to aliens, and death, and eve...
" She's remembering herself begging for her mum. "
- Jack Harkness
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The gas-masked people all got out of bed and started to back the four of us up against the wall. Well...shit.
"They're just children."
My watch told me, an amazing idea popping into my head. "Go to your room! Go to your room." I demanded, all of the patients tilting their head in response. "I mean it. I am very, very angry with you. I am very, very cross! Go...to..your...room!" I pointed violently at no particular direction, and miraculously, all of the gas-mask people meekly turned to climb back into their beds. "I'm really glad that worked. Those would've been terrible last words."
"That was exactly what I was gonna say...word for word." I heard the Doctor murmur.
"How...?" My sister gawped at me incredulously.
"No fucking clue, Rosie." I then turned our attention back to the matter at hand. "Why are they all wearing gas masks?"
"They're not. Those masks are flesh and bone." Jack informed darkly.
"How was your con supposed to work?" The Time Lord questioned.
"Simple enough, really. Find some harmless piece of space junk... Let the nearest Time Agent track it back to Earth. Convince him it's valuable, name a price. When he's put 50% upfront, oops! A German bomb falls on it, destroys it forever. He never gets see what he's paid for. Never knows he's been had. I buy him a drink with his own money, and we discuss dumb luck." My friend looked way too pleased with himself.
"Yeah. Perfect. To be completely honest, Jacky, I think I prefer you in the future." I rolled my eyes once again.
"The London Blitz is perfect for self-cleaners, Pompeii's nice if you want to make a vacation out of it though, but you've got to set your alarm for volcano day." He laughed at his own joke, but after catching our glares, his smile died down. "Getting a hint of disapproval."
"Take a look around the room. This is what your 'harmless piece of space junk' did." The Doctor shot back.
"It was a burnt out medical transporter. It was empty."
"Rose, Lil." The Time Lord took my hand and tried lead me out of the room, the sound of my sister's footsteps echoing behind us, only we didn't actually make it through the door.
"Are we getting out of here?" Rose quizzed.
"We're going upstairs."
"I even program the flight computer so it wouldn't land on anything living. I harmed no one! I don't even know what's happening here, but believe me, I had nothing to do with it." Jack called after us.
