Here is an update for you all. Hope you like it, I'm trying something I've never written before, a fight scene! Give me feedback please I had heard that name from somewhere. I looked to my list and right on top was his name. I take a second to load my pistol and make it so he can clearly hear the clicks. "It seems Mr. 'Conman' that we have a problem. You see you're on my list." I drop the papers and aim but before I can shoot he begins to speak, "Right, the agency and their lists. Well at least I'm going to be murdered by someone as beautiful as you." 'Murdered?' I think, then I shake off the thought. I know I should not have hesitated and it wasn't even that long, but in those few seconds Jack was able to knock the gun out of my hands and throw a punch I fortunately dodged. I recovered with a kick that he caught and used to hurl me away, slamming me into a white picket fence. He had a smirk on his face and I knew that this man was intent on killing me. I was in a fight for my life. He started to walk over to where I was. Once he was close enough, with a sudden surge of energy, I jumped up and landed a punch on his nose. I heard a crack and blood streamed. "Ow! Huh, that actually hurt." He laughed tauntingly. He turned and swiftly threw a round house kick my way. It sent me down, hard. It knocked the wind out of me. Struggling for air I gasp and pant. Once breathing regularly Jack crouches down and places a knee on my chest. I feel a sharp, piece of cold, metal pressing to my stomach. "Been fun sweetie. But game over." he snarled, I could feel his wet spittle on my face. Having no other foreseeable options I quickly snatched a small blade from his belt and pressed it to his side. I leaned up so my lips were directly beside his ear before whispering, "Check, and mate. 'Sweetie'." A look of shock flashed on his face for a second before he was smirking again. Though less genuinely this time. "I could kill you just as fast as you could kill me, so it seems we have a stalemate." Jack laughed. He laughed! Confused I said nothing. Finally he stopped and spoke. "Maybe I don't want to kill you." Even more puzzled, I started to ask, "What do you-" he pressed a finger to my lips cutting me off mid-sentence. "Never forget me." and with that he took the knife, removed his knee from my chest and placed it beside so he was in a sort of straddle position. My shirt was raised a bit from the fight revealing my midsection. He raised the blade and carved a 'C', 'J' and a 'H' in my flesh. Surprised, and sort of turned on by this action, I knocked the knife out of his hand then flipped us so I was above him. He was smiling. I found I was too. I took his shirt unbuttoned the bottom five and carved a 'W', 'P' and another 'P'. "You, never forget me." He laughed. I got up and then offered him a hand. He took it and soon stood before me. We stared each other in the eye, neither of us willing to break the moment. Or blink. Blood dripping steadily from each of our incisions. He made a move forward. I followed suit. We were close, I could feel his warm breath on my neck and face. No longer smiling, Jack hesitantly moved his face to mine. Eyes closed our lips brushed. Thoughts zipped through my head screaming to stop, or ask me what I was doing. I ignored them. We moved closer still, no longer feeling as enemies, but as something else. His arms wrapped around me and we kissed. With no purpose other than young lust and true passion. One last though forced itself to the front of my mind, 'How can you love, knowing one day you will live on, and he, will die.' I shoved it down to a pit at the bottom of my insanity and enjoyed the moment. There you have it folks. Romance and fight all in one! I hope it worked Feedback and comments always welcomed!
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Short update sorry I know. But I promise the next one will be longer and very important. Plus include a couple guest appearances. Here it is! The next morning Jack and I were sitting, ok more sleeping (seeing as not much of that happened the night before. And no not what you think) in a government regulation TARDIS (Time And Relative Dimensions In Space), heading back to Galifrey. With Jack still in the con game I had to have him taken off the list, and it worked, eventually. I rested my head on his shoulder and it was at that point that we both came to the consensus that like our scars, our love would last a long time. And it did. For many years, about twenty. After five years we got married and in the twentieth I got pregnant, then Jack died and so did I. Confused? You'll soon see. Ta-da! Confused? Well I can give u a little help. It's sort of like a big ball of wibbly wobbly... time-y wimey... stuff.
Please don't tell me their baby is who I think it is... Did you know that the woman who kept appearing to donna's grandpa in the end of time was the Doctor's mom?
Here is the update. Like I said before it gets timey wimy around now so pay attention and if I forget anything or make something confusing just pm me, wall me or post it here. Without further ado, the update! 420 years of age: I was walking home from work, blood stained hands as usual. Toxic beside me chattering on about some gossip. My old friend Isabelle now had the nickname, Toxic. She was known for her skillful use of chemicals to scald her victims. I always had found it interesting and entertaining to watch her kill. She was crazy, but not like me. Oh no I was a mental case. I dropped her off at her TARDIS with, a functioning chameleon circuit. The chameleon circuit makes the TARDIS look like something in the area to help it blend in. Mine was broken. Ever heard of how the Doctor (in this point in time where I'm telling the story it's the future where he does this) brakes his chameleon circuit? Well my brother and him (still being besties at this point) decided to go for a spin with MY TARDIS. They broke the chameleon circuit and my time machine is now a grand piano for ever more. The government gave the agency's assassins TARDIS's in their 1st year. The house in sight I smiled. We now lived in a two story house, three bedrooms, four bathrooms, you know the whole nine yards (not quite sure what that means but being an earth saying I will use it) and very nice for a earth house. The back of my right shoulder was in pain since I had just gotten my Agency tattoo. Naturally it was of a wolf. As I got closer to the residence I saw Jack running towards me at first My smile widened thinking he was coming to me and started to loosen my leather jacket, but as he got closer I saw his expression. It was fear. He was being chased by two muscular, goon looking men. Most likely he had tried to con their boss or one of them, I'm guessing. He started yelling something to me. "Run! Go! Get out of here!" When he was right by me I understood and ran into our house he came in after me and I slammed the door shut. We were both panting. Him because he had sprinted all the way here and me because I was pregnant and had needed to run a bit. I was only 2 months pregnant and didn't even have a baby bump, but it still took quite a lot out of me to run even a little. Jack and I jumped back when the men pounded at the door. "You're dead Harkness"! "Come out here and face us like a man!" "Coward!", they screamed. They also said some, um, not so nice things but I am deciding to leave those out. "What did you do?!", I loudly whispered. "I conned their boss into buying a spaceship. I think I should have told them 'some assembly required' before they bought it." He chuckled and brandished a large roll of 100 pound earth notes. I wasn't impressed. I looked around and my eyes locked on Jack's Vortex Manipulator. Being from the 51st century he used to be part of this thing called the Time Agency. I don't know much about it but when he was working there Jack got a wristband that is called a Vortex Manipulator that allows him to travel through time. "Go. I can wait. If they come in then fine I'll fight them but you have a whole life to live I might have another." He looked me in the eyes then came forward and kissed me passionately, then punched something into his wristband and disappeared. While he was gone, I didn't know this at the time, he had met the Doctor and in turn became immortal. I sat alone for five minutes thinking that I was going to die. Our baby was going to die. The only thought that comforted me was that Jack was safe. "If you don't come out in ten seconds we are going to shoot you straight through this door!", one of the men yelled. This is it, I thought, I am going to die, there was no where to go. "10… 9… 8… 7… 6… 5…", they counted. Just with five seconds to go I hear a crash, I whirl around to see Jack behind me with a shocked, scared and nervous look on his face. "2…" "Get down!" I yell to him as I flatten myself to the hard wood floor. "1…" Fear collects inside me. My eyes go blurry, head pounding, heart beat ringing in my ears, sounds nothing other than sounds, as loud as hell. Then black out. There you have it, questions, comments, and of course bumps (; are all welcome. Hope you will continue reading!