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17 August 2007 @ 08:25 am
Chapter 1: Treasures of Lost Gallifrey  
Title: Treasures of Lost Gallifrey
Author: Me
Rating: This chapter, G; later almost certainly PG or R
Characters: Nine, Jack, Rose (later, possibly Nine/Jack with lots of angst)
Spoilers: None, really
Chapter: 1/?
Disclaimer: Characters and settings belong to the Beeb. I make no claim to them. I’m just here to have fun.

Summary: The Doctor, Jack, and Rose stop in a trade and resort town. During a shopping expedition, the Doctor finds something extraordinary, something rare, something that makes him very, very angry....

Comments: This idea started as a set-up for Jack/Nine. The deeper into I got into, the more I realized there was a real plot here. There are certainly going to be several chapters here. For Jack/Nine shippers, I intend there to be some hotness. For the rest, I hope you just think it's a good story. --Comments are love. Enjoy!

Cross-posted to dwfiction and A Teaspoon and An Open Mind

Chapter One

Treasures of Lost Gallifrey

Captain Jack Harkness closed his eyes and took a deep breath, inhaling air rich with spices sharp as chili powder, touched with a vague echo of cinnamon. He opened his eyes and surveyed the market street. Palla City was everything the Doctor had promised, sun-drenched and exotic, its markets draped with fabrics and goods from a hundred different worlds. The street was a riot of color. Music danced on the air from markets stalls on either side. The Doctor had promised Jack and Rose a feast later on; Jack's mouth was already watering.

Rose was in the spirit of things, bartering exotic Earth plastics for, among other things, a strip of shimmering pink ribbon that she'd already tied around her head. Her currency included banana-shaped hair clips, chop sticks, and cheap fast food joint trinkets. At the moment, she was haggling passionately with an orange-skinned matron draped in green over the value of an embroidered, deep blue shirt that she'd decided Jack had to have. He watched in amusement as she beat down the woman's price, insisting the shirt, no matter how pretty, was really worth only two Happy Meal toys rather than five. Jack had examined the workmanship on the thing and was certain that no matter how much Rose paid for it, she was getting a bargain. He was looking forward to wearing it mainly to drive her crazy. He enjoyed watching her watch him almost as much as he enjoyed the attention himself.

Down the street, perhaps four stalls away, Jack could see the only patch of black in the whole market: the Doctor's leather jacket. The Doctor stood, long and lean, his back to the street, where he'd been for the last twenty minutes or so. Jack wondered what had captured his attention.

"Done!" said Rose. Jack glanced at her. She wore a triumphant smile as she handed over three toys, took the shirt from the woman, and stuffed it into a tote she'd bought earlier in the day. He grinned at her obvious pleasure.

"Where? Tell me now, not later, now!" roared a familiar voice. Jack turned back to the street. He saw the Doctor seem to bend and lift something in the stall. A crash of glass and ceramics rang through the crowd.

"Rose, come on," Jack said, grabbing her hand and pushing through the throng.

"Where did you get these? Who sold them to you?" the Doctor demanded.

When Jack and Rose reached the stall, they found the Doctor standing before an overturned table, smashed crockery and shiny baubles all around. A fat orange man cowered on the ground in the corner. The Doctor clutched something in each hand; Jack couldn't tell what.

"I cannot divulge my sources, sir. I have commercial considerations to think about!" the man said indignantly. His voice wasn't steady but his resolve was. "And I've just lost two months' work to your vandalism! Someone call the guard!" Jack was impressed. He'd never been on the business end of the Doctor's wrath, but he didn't imagine he could keep his composure so effectively.

"Commercial considerations be damned!" the Doctor said. He crouched down in front of the man and held out his hands. In each palm, he held two glittering objects, each a different color with wires and knobs on them. "Now, I'm asking you for the last time," he said, menace dripping from every word. "This is Time Lord technology. Where did you find it?"

"There's a merchant comes through every moon cycle," the man said, sweat beading on his brow. "I don't ask where he gets his stock. I just buy what I know will sell. There are collectors, you know. Like yourself."

"I'm no collector, and there's no one like me. Not anymore." The Doctor stood and put the items in his pockets. "When is this merchant due here again? I want to have a word with him."

"Three days, maybe four."

"I'll be back."

The Doctor turned on his heel and ran right into Jack. "Come on, we're going." He pushed past Jack and Rose into the crowd.

"Doctor, wait!" Rose called. She disentangled her hand from Jack's and ran after the Doctor. Jack took off behind them.


Jack jogged the last three steps into the TARDIS and shut the door behind him.

"They don't know what they're doing," the Doctor said as he strode around the console, pushing a pump, spinning a wheel, setting a dial. Rose was staying out of the Doctor's way. He was moving full bore, and would trample anyone who got in his path.

"What are you doing? Where are we going?" Jack asked as he approached the console. In the back of his mind, a voice protested, wanting that promised feast, wanting the dessert he'd imagined in his mind's eye: some Doctor, with a little Rose on the side. Of course that had been the fantasy from day one. Neither of them had been immune to Jack's charm, but there'd been no right opportunity to cash in on same.

"We're going three days forward."

The time rotor lurched to life and the TARDIS began to cycle.

"Doctor, what are those things?" Rose asked.

"Vortex channels," the Doctor said. He concentrated on the screen, making small adjustments as the TARDIS revved up. "Every TARDIS has twelve Vortex channels. We can't travel through time without them; the Vortex would become unstable, and we'd become unstuck in time, like your author Vonnegut called it. They help keep us on track, allow us to come back to stable time. But you can't just pull these things out of thin air. And you can't find them without having found another TARDIS, which means someone's cannibalizing a living thing and they don't even know it."

"Could these have been spares? Maybe someone's found a TARDIS garage," Jack suggested, not entirely seriously.

"Oh, that's possible. Anything's possible. But three of these are fake; only one's real. So whoever's selling these things obviously has originals. And whoever's selling them knows what he's got, and knows their value." The Doctor looked up at Jack; the gaze pierced through him, intense, angry, grief stricken. "He's making money off of the ashes of my people, off the ashes of Gallifrey."

"We've got to find him," Rose said.

The Doctor turned his gaze to Rose. "We will."
fatchickengirl: Jackpensivefatchickengirl on August 17th, 2007 04:15 pm (UTC)
Very interestin looking forward to the next one.
scarlett_key: Nine scruffyscarlett_key on August 18th, 2007 01:43 am (UTC)
cat63cat63 on August 17th, 2007 04:28 pm (UTC)
Intriguing start - looking forward to seeing where it goes.

Sugarjovialien on August 17th, 2007 06:16 pm (UTC)
Very intrigued, need more! And my kind of dessert....
scarlett_key: Nine scruffyscarlett_key on August 18th, 2007 01:43 am (UTC)
And my kind of dessert....

::chuckle:: Mine, too. ::grin::
nina_dS: DW OT3nina_ds on August 17th, 2007 07:07 pm (UTC)
Verrrry interesting McGuffin. I look forward to what happens next...and Jack eventually getting his just desserts.
scarlett_key: DrWho: Jack Behind Youscarlett_key on August 18th, 2007 01:44 am (UTC)
Yay! Thanks! And I love your icon.
nina_dSnina_ds on August 19th, 2007 04:40 pm (UTC)
Thanks! I am pretty fond of that icon - that's my favourite TARDIS configuration of all, and it's just my luck, it only lasted for five episodes. Well, really, three and a half as a team. *sigh* But at least they left us plenty of gaps for fic.
LauraB1: 1941Jacklaurab1 on August 17th, 2007 10:33 pm (UTC)
That's very cool :) Love Rose paying in Happy Meal toys.

More, please :)
jadesfire2808: Rose squeejadesfire on August 18th, 2007 03:12 pm (UTC)
This is a most intriguing set-up - I like the bartering and the Doctor's anger. You've got all the voices nicely.

Looking forward to more!