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John raised his eyebrow at Mara’s suggestion that he just put her in her workstation, but nodding; he shifted the girl in his arms and walked back upstairs to head to the said area. Not the most comfortable spot, he thought, but if that’s where she wanted to be dumped...At her outcry though, he paused and stared at her.

“What?” The rouge Time Agent asked as he frowned. What was with her shocked, though rather pained, expression about? Was it because of that voice? Looking towards the direction that the disgustingly cheerful voice echoed from, John simply took Mara back to her workstation and placed her back down. “What’s with the face?” he asked as he touched the top of her head and then stepped back. “…someone you know, Mara?” he asked as he chewed on his lip. Mmm…by the sound of it, it wasn’t someone that was in Torchwood a lot either, if the greeting was to go by anything. Interesting…

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The Doctor blinked when the suited Welsh approached him, but grinning even more broadly at his greeting, he reached out and grabbed Ianto’s hand and shook it heartily. “Hello there! Ianto?...Ah! Ianto! You much be Jack’s Ianto. Brilliant, you’re chubbier then I thought you would be…Oh wait…that was rude, sorry! Is the Captain here?” He rambled quickly, he still shaking the other man’s hand as he spoke.

He stopped though at the whispering little voice and jerking his head in Isabel’s direction, he stopped and stared. “Wha…” He mumbled softly, his smile gone as his lips parted slightly, before he let go of Ianto’s hand unceremoniously. “…hello..” he said, the Time Lord turning to face the smaller Time Lady. “…are you…” he mumbled as he continued to examine Isabel and was only jerked out of his observations by a familiar greeting.

“Captain!” The Doctor said as he turned and grinned once again, this smile warmer than the one he had gave Ianto. He was excited to see one of his ex-companions and reaching out; he took the immortal’s hand and shook it happily. “Good seeing you as well, Jack and oh...you know. Just visiting my favorite little planet is all. Thought I stop in on this time, visit you...check on our special someone….” The alien said, he giving Jack a questioning look at the last bit.

“Ianto here was just greeting me…but…who is this?” The Doctor asked as he glanced at Isabel and nodded at her before he looked back at Jack again, grinning wildly as he bounced to another topic. “How have you been anyway? And him? How is he doing? You are taking good care of him, right?” He asked.

John smirked as he watched as Mara explained what she was doing for Torchwood. She certainly knew how to make the most average explanation cute with the way she moved parts of her body, such as her head and lips. “Of course I remember…I have the scars to prove you shouldn’t…remember?” John said with a soft laugh before he glanced at Jack.

“You didn’t? Oh, oh right…you hired him because of that delicious coffee he makes too, right? Only thing he seems to be good at: Hot coffee.” He said with a small smile. Mentally however he wondered if he should be teasing Jack about his employees like he was doing…nah, the b*****d deserved whatever thoughts came to mind for leaving him like he did. And then having the gull to continue to resist him…ah well, he had his promising little Mystery-girl demanding his attention.

Looking back down at Mara when he felt her squeeze his hand, he gave her a smirk of encouragement. “You’ll pull through, love. I have no doubt you will…” He said before he glanced at Martha, nodding at her before he watched at Jack left. The rouge Time Agent frowned, his eyes narrowing as he slipped his arms under Mara and scooped her up in his arms. “Come on; let’s get you to your room then, hm? Then I’ll have a…talk…with your Captain.” He said, he smirking slightly as he continued to eye the stairs.

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Vworp, vworp, vworp…

The sounds of the TARDIS as they materialized in Cardiff outside of the hidden base echoed through the square until the large, blue police box had appeared in it’s entirely. Not two seconds later the doors opened and stepping outside, the skinny Time Lord, known as the Doctor, looked around before he patted the doorframe of his time machine.

Earth…in a familiar time with familiar people in it…just what he needed at the moment. Not that he would let on that he needed this visit to Torchwood, to see Jack…to see him and to hope that he could feel a little less lonely then he was feeling at the moment. After leaving Donna with no memories of their journey together after she had pretty much single-handedly saved the universe from the Dalek, he had wandered. Just…wandered, helping those he came across; just trying to do stuff he enjoyed doing. In fact, he had just come back from a rather lovely 1851 Christmas evening.

And now? Now he was missing the connection of those he had a connection with…and maybe he could hope to have a nice chat with the only other Time Lord that was left.

“Hope he’s been taking good care of you Master…and not been letting his feelings about you get in the way of it.” He chirped as he closed the TARDIS door, locking it, before he turned and looked around. He whistled to himself, the Doctor keeping his mind closed off for the moment. He didn’t need the Master knowing he was here. He didn’t want his voice inside of his mind until he was ready to hear his accusing banter.

As he made his way to the lift and started down, he looked around, his trade-mark grin on his face before he called out when the lift reached the bottom. "Hullo! Hello, anyone there?" He called cheerfully.

‘Nothing’?...Strange lad, Frankenstein was, but to stare into space like that and claim to have seen nothing? Lovett shook her head and was about to suggest to Benjamin that they go to their room and turn in for the night when she froze, she staring at Victor with slightly wide eyes.

“…Food?...Ah well…poor dears…seem to be innocent enough. Then again, probably what the Count likes in his food. Can’t say that I don’t feel sorry for them...though I can say that ‘better them then me’…” The pie maker said as she frowned a little more. Glancing at Ben when he spoke, she nodded as he listed the things. Werewolves? So she heard from the gossip that was told. Immortal men? Yup, unfortunately the man that couldn’t die did exist. Ghosts? Oh ho oh….the ghosts still managed to make her shudder when she thought of the kitchen. And now it seemed they had vampires…

“Oh and let’s not forget Mister Hyde and Doctor Jekyll…the man who changes from one man to another…” She added. “That’s just as creepy.” Listening to the rest of the conversation, she frowned a little more when she heard that they were trapped in the castle with all the other murderous creatures. What would show up next? The creature from the black lagoon?

…No, apparently it would be one of the current monsters they had to deal with...one who had just crawled out from under a table...that explained what Frankenstein had been staring at anyway. “Hyde…” Lovett grumbled as she frowned at his reasoning that normal wolves were worse than mythical, giant man-eating- “…wait a moment. ‘Our little puppy’? You sound as if you know who the creature is…And puppy? I hardly think a blood-thirsty creature can be considered a puppy…” She muttered.

Deciding to remain silent, except for a slightly smirk, at Hyde’s comment about she and Victor being beautiful, she opened her mouth. “Well, Mister De’Fai just ran off with a whole herd of women not too long ago…perhaps if you hurry Mister Hyde…” She was hinting that he should leave. She didn’t want him to trigger any of Ben’s memories. She was hoping that hadn’t already happened.

At the horrid little man’s suggestion that they should run from the vampire however, Lovett stepped closer to Ben, she gripping her arm tightly. “…That might not be such a bad idea, actually…” She whispered softly as she looked around the hall. She didn’t exactly sense the vampire’s presence. She just had the creepy feeling that she was being watched.

Looking back at Hyde when he spoke, Lovett raised an eyebrow as she stared at him. “…if there really is a vampire…I suggest just letting it have him.” She mumbled.

~

Scorpio was silent for a moment before he shook his head. “It isn’t a fate you should have to accept. Creatures that feed on humans should… die…” He mumbled softly before he added. “…despite that, you are all very brave young women for coming here with the mindset of protecting your homes.” He smiled softly then, a wave a guilt coming over him. He was only still alive because of the hope that there was a cure and for Alia. If his sister hadn’t been at his side all these years...

‘Then I might have already tried to allow myself to meet the bullet of some hunter or angry farmer…someone that could stop one more dangerous creature…but I stay alive to protect and care for Alia…’ The young pastor thought.

Looking up from his thoughts once all the girls were in the room, he stared at Lavinia when she cried out to him. Scorpio swallowed heavily and felt guilt wash over him as he stared at her. “I…miss, please, I have to go out. I have to find my sister and bring her here!” He explained as he entered the room and took her hand. “Please…here.” He said as he quickly crossed to the window and kneeling to rummage in the bag that was under it, he pulled out a few flask of holy water and he shook one.

“Blessed water! It will prevent the vampires from entering the room. Do you not know this…?” he said as he turned and splashing droplets of the liquid onto the window, he bowed his head and said a prayer. “…and heavenly Father, protect the lives of these young women tonight. Allow them to pass safely from here back to their homes and back to their families. Amen.” He whispered before he turned and dumping all but two of the bottles onto the bed between two of the women, he turned back and pressed one of the flasks into Lavinia’s hand and cupped his hand around hers.

“Say a prayer against the vampires. They are sure to leave you alone, at least for the time being…and the horrible man you have nothing to fear from him. If he tries to enter the room, overpower him. He’s not that large and with all of you, you can do it…just sit on him and threaten that you’ll shove him into a box in the dark if he doesn’t behave.” Scorpio added with a small, encouraging smile. “…And you have nothing to fear from the werewolf…it’s not a full moon…I’m sure it only attacks then.” He whispered, he desperately hoping that would be true of tonight, before he took his hands away and stepped towards the door. “I shall return as soon as I am able to.” He added as he repeated what he did with the window on the door before he closed and locked it, he shoving the key under the wood.

“I’ll knock and call out to you when I return.” The werewolf said before he turned and hurried down the hall.

~

Flinching slightly when the Death of Rats had jumped off her hands, she held still for a moment, watching the creature from the corner of her eyes as he climbed up her braid before she took off running again, looking around the hall, but stopped once again when she felt the skeleton rat jumping up and down on her head.

“Wha…Ah! Dor, don’t do…that…” Alia said as she watched the Death of Rats leap off of her head and crash the five feet to the floor below. Blinking as she stared at the creature, Alia followed the direction in which he was pointing before she blinked again. “Ooh…” She whispered softly. The stairs…that must mean that Scorpio went up to the room!

Following after the Death of Rats eagerly, the younger De’Fai sibling reached down to scoop up the Death of Rats and was about to hurry up the steps when she paused. “Scorpio!” She called out, seeing her brother at the top of the stairs and grinning, she placed her hands, which still contained the Death of Rats, behind her back and waited for Scorpio to come down to her.

Smiling at his sister, Scorpio stood in front of her as he bent and gave her a hug before quickly standing again. “Alia, head up stairs…come on…It’s not safe around here with the vampires being hungry enough to require several young women as their dinner. We don’t need them making you dessert…” He said as he started up the stairs with Alia.

“Io, what about the other women though? The ones still in the ballroom?” Alia whispered softly as she kept the hand containing the Death of Rats out of sight of Scorpio. The question made her brother halt in mid-step, a worried and guilty look crossing his youthful face. “…I….I have a few of the young women in my room at the moment…” The werewolf whispered before he glanced over his shoulder, back to the stairs. “…let’s get you back to the room first…” He finally answered as he quickly hurried back to his room and knocked on the door.

“It’s me! Scorpio! I’m back…” He called through the wood as he knocked again, he resting his other hand on Alia’s head.

“Mara, Mara, Mara…I just said that I would stay, didn’t I, my dear? I will.” John replied as he continued to eye Jack, his eyes narrowing a little more. He was going to stay wherever Jack was at, and at the moment, the man was here. Of course, he’d probably have to wait until this entire mess was over with before he was able to talk to the man properly…maybe get him alone so they could do some other things that he was dying to do.

For the time being however, he might as well help take care of the young woman who he left in Torchwood’s care. “Distractions are what I’m good at…” John replied as he bent slightly, moving his face closer to Mara’s as he tapped her chin with his free hand and then stroked her cheek with his rough fingers. “Tell me what dear Jack has been making you do…hopefully you haven’t become the office shag like Eye-candy have you?”

The tattoo would never be the same…John looked down at Mara’s shoulder, staring at the tattoo. “Time...”…heh. If only everyone else knew what he knew…or at least thought he knew. Turning his attention instead to Mara, John wiggled his fingers a little in her tight hold and pursed his lips. It wasn’t as if he had never seen someone in pain before, he was the one who was normally causing it after all…but it seemed as those hours in rehab had helped a little. He felt a little sorry for Mara.

“Sorry? Oh…don’t be. Can’t exactly be held responsible for your actions when your mind is on something else, right?” John said with a small smirk before he squeezed Mara’s hand back as he turned his eyes back on the others. “Just think of something pleasant. Thinking of sex always helps me…” He added.

I know this is late and all, but:

Merry Christmas Jeir, Oolie, Radd! =3 I hope you all had a good day!

“Ooh...that is a nasty wound…should have got her sooner, me thinks…Ianto, you sure took your sweet time finding your vehicle. One might say her life is on your hands now for that…” John said as he sent a glare at the ‘tea-boy’ as he reached out, brushing a finger across Mara’s shoulder lightly.

Glancing down when his name was muttered though, he raised an eyebrow before he smirks. “Of course sweet, wouldn’t dream of going anywhere.” John said back, he smirking slightly before he scowled. “Hell if I know where she’s...ah there she is…and handsome Jack has returned to help as well…” The Time Agent said with a charming, shark-like grin as he stared at Jack, he watching him for a moment. His attention was soon diverted to Martha though at her instructions.

“Of course, love, I’ll try my best...hand is a little ‘tied up’ at the moment though.” John said as he lifted the hand Mara was currently clinging to before he rested it back down at her side, his fingers lightly curling around it as he went back to watching Jack with a glare. “…Just tell me what I have to do…”

John nodded and adjusting Mara in his arms again, he turned and followed Ianto’s directions as he walked started to walk down the stairs. Jack wasn’t here…he better be here. Or at least arrive shortly. He wanted a word with the Captain…and…speak of the devil. Freezing at Jack’s voice, John closed his eyes for a moment then turned to face the immortal.

“Ah, I'm only a handicap for now, Jack…” He said with a grin as he ran his hand slowly across Mara’s side. “I’m sure I can find someone who would be more than willing to indulge me…” He added as he glanced down at Mara with a purposeful look and then back at Jack. Of course, Jack was who he would rather be doing, especially at the moment.

That or to kill. ‘Or both.' John thought as he turned and continued down the stairs, heading towards the Autopsy room. ‘I’d just kill him, then kiss and have sex with him and then kill him again for the hell of it.’ He thought as he carefully laid Mara down on the Autopsy table and started to peel back Ianto’s jacket to open up access to the wound.

John’s face fell as he watched as Jack planted a kiss, the kiss that he had wanted, onto the lips of his Welsh team-mate. The rouge Time Agent narrowed his eyes, glaring at Jack before he glanced away from his once partner and lover. It wasn’t as if he had expected a different respond…Actually, he had expected Jack to either ignore him or snub him. He didn’t expect the b*****d to tease him like that.

Ah well, he thought as he looked back at Ianto, he lightly stroking his fingers across the butt of his gun. Shaking his head, the man climbed back into the SUV and settled back. “Just hurry up and drive, Eye-candy.” John grumbled. “She might not have much longer if you keep messing around...”

Fading back into his thoughts, he glaring at the back of Ianto’s head as the man drove; John didn’t react until he felt himself jerked to the side and forward when the Torchwood agent pulled into the parking spot.

“Ouch…Careful. I don’t know who I’ll be doing later on and if my neck is in pain, then how will I possibly be able to fully enjoy it?” The man complained, he rubbing his neck before he scoffed. Ianto couldn’t carry a rather dainty-looking young woman? Smirking slightly, John got out of the SUV and walked around to Mara’s side. “Of course I can carry her. Move.” John said, shoving Ianto out of the away as he reached into the back of the SUV and pulled Mara into his arms.

“Oof…Don’t do much heavy lifting do you? She’s not that heavy…” He said with a smug smirk as he shifted the young woman, holding her closer and more securely. It wasn’t much of a lie. She wasn’t overly heavy. Turning, he walked towards one of the entrance to Torchwood, he glancing over his shoulder at Ianto. “Where is it you’ll be wanting her?”

Oh...okay. Also, I've added to my post in include Lovett.