She found herself almost wanting to be slightly amused, being imprisoned by the Judoon for a crime which she technically was not guilty of committing, despite the fact of course, that she was, long ago during a lifetime that had been hidden from her until now.
Ruth....The Doctor.....the one who’s crime was simply running away, grasping for freedom from the evil that was Gat and The Division.
The one who was the actual fugitive.
Yet here The Doctor stood, in a cold, lonely cell buried in the recesses of the Shada prison planet, in her place.
A person could go mad in this place if imprisoned long enough.
“What are the chances we might’ve both ended up here, Doctor?” called a voice out of the dark.
An oh so familiar voice, one The Doctor hadn’t heard for ever such a long time. The one who’d warned her fam about the Cybermen.
The voice became an outline, the outline becoming a shadow and the shadow stepped forth, revealing Captain Jack Harkness in the fraction of light that filled the cell.
“It’s good to see you, ma’am” he said with that cheeky old smile plastered across his face.
A sense of relief and confusion washed over her, at least she wasn’t alone but how on earth had she managed to arrive in the very same cell as her old friend and former companion?
“Jack!” she sighed “okay you’re gonna have to explain”
Jack laughed.
“Funny story actually. After I met those new friends of yours, they’re great by the way, I found myself in Spacelane 89. Not the nicest corner of the galaxy let me tell you. Anyway, I was trying to get back to Earth but the power cell in my wrist strap was dead and technically the freighter that I scooped your friends from wasn’t mine, truthfully I stole it from the Pukalott Syndicate. Next thing I know, a Judoon faction are beaming down to the port on Spacelane 89 just as I’m about to get a ride off that junker and here I am serving a Generation Two sentence for Category A Grand Larceny”
The Doctor rolled her eyes. Same old Jack.
“I could use my sonic to recharge your power cell” she suggested, reaching inside her coat for her trusty device.
Jack raised an eyebrow as he rolled up the sleeve of his heavy RAF greatcoat, opening the cap of his wrist strap and observing The Doctor’s new, rather amusingly shaped sonic screwdriver.
“Surprised you were able to get that in here” he remarked “they usually scan for any alien technology”
The screwdriver glowed a brilliant orange, the crystal atop the device, pulsating and rotating.
His wrist strap began to kick back into life, bleeping loudly, buttons and dials illuminating a bright blue as the power cell returned to a full charge.
“I suspect the only reason they didn’t take your vortex manipulator is because they thought it was useless with a depleted power cell. They knew you weren’t going to escape” she said, keeping her focus on the screwdriver and wrist strap.
“Lucky you ended up here then I suppose.....gonna explain how?”
The Doctor shook her head.
“Just mistaken identity, a story for another day maybe” she said, putting away her screwdriver “can you get us both out of here, I’ve programmed the TARDIS basecode numerals in there with the sonic”
Jack nodded and pressed away at his wrist strap.
“Got it, sector Alpha two five three slash acorn. I’ll use a hologram projection to make the Judoon think we’re still here. It should them a while to catch on and by then we should be out of range of their transmat”
Translucent versions of both of them beamed into life before their eyes.
“So that’s what I look like from the back....not bad” Jack said with a smirk, causing The Doctor to roll her eyes.
If the Judoon didn’t catch up to and kill them, Jack’s vanity surely would, eventually.
“Alright” Jack stated “hold on tight”
The Doctor placed her hands around his wrist.
In a crackling shimmer of bright blue, the two disappeared into the aether.
To be continued......
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