Allan Raven Amontillado: Horriblely Wrong Con't
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He followed her to the bathroom and waited while she brought in some clothes and a towel. A shower would be good. As would clothes that actually fit. He muttered a thank you.
She looked concerned again. Did he really look beat up? Falling off a planet will do that to you. Although regenerating should have taken care of that. It hadn’t exactly gone smoothly this time. “I’ll be fine in a day or so.” He replied. “And I may have to take that offer.”
After she left he pulled off his old clothes and stepped into the shower. It was strange having this much hair again, considering how closely shaved it had been last time, and how short it had stayed after his rebirth. He wrapped the towel around his waist and glanced in the mirror.
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Allie waited in her room for the Master. She looked at her old pictures while she waited. Memories flooded her mind.
“Allie!” Jack yelled. “Why aren’t you ready yet?” He had a smile on his face as he walked into the bathroom. She was finishing of her made-up face with some ruby red lipstick, and he wrapped his arms around her waist.
“You look beautiful Allie.” He let her go. “Now finish up or we’re going to be late.”
Allie stared down at the picture of her and Jack on their fifth anniversary. They went to The Phantom of the Opera that night. It was her favorite musical.
A tear dropped onto the picture and that’s what broke her from her train of thought and she wiped the tear off the picture. As she wiped the tears from her face, she put the picture away as she heard the shower turn off.
The shirt was a hair baggy on his lean frame, but other than that the clothes fit. Which was a nice change. He walked out of the bathroom, running a hand through his still damp hair.“Thanks for that,” He said as he walked in.
Allie was vaguely red eyed, as if something had upset her.
“Something wrong?”
Allie looked up at him wiping her face. “No really everything’s fine Master.” She smiled as she walked past him and across the hall to the guest bedroom. “You can stay here if you’d like.” She showed him the room the head off towards the living room. She picked up her cup of tea and took a sip. Still warm. She turned to see the Master and she gave up on holding out on him. “I uhm was upset about my ex,” she nodded her head as she scratched the back of it with her hand. “And uh I just…He didn’t leave too long ago. It was about five days ago.” Allie was overwhelmed by this need to touch another person and she walked up to the Master, wrapping her arms around his waist.
Okay, that was rather more information than he had been looking for. Also, grief and loss were not emotions he was good at dealing with. And she was pretty much hugging him. Which lasted all of three seconds. One spent in shock, the other two trying not to just push her off. After which, he removed her hands, and gently pushed her away about an inch.“I’m sorry,” He said, with as much sincerity as he could manage when it came to an apology. Especially to someone he’d only met last night.
“Oh.No I’m sorry. That was inappropriate.” Allie stepped away her face flushed red with embarrassment. And confusion. Why had she felt so compelled to touch him? It as awful weird. “Uh sorry for being too open. It’s-..” she seemed to be at a loss for words and looked to the ceiling trying to find the right ones. “I feel so attached to you for some reason, which I’m not all to happy about considering your a crazy stranger in my house, and I’m kinda getting freaked out about it.”She went to a drawer to grab a pack of cigarettes. “Ugh.” she huffed as she lit her cigarette, using her now empty tea cup for an ash tray. She didn’t feel like getting up off the couch and looking for one. “I hate that I act different when you’re around.”
She certainly did. He almost wondered what she was like normally, as around him she seemed two different people. A suspicious, albeit curious young woman. And for some reason, a blindly trusting and very attached girl.
“I’m not crazy.” He told her. Which was only half true. The drums had driven him to insanity, but not as much now. Though their fading was worrying. Almost like losing a piece of home.
“Just alien. ” he added under his breath.Allie puffed on her cigarette and looked at the Master. “Crazy or not your still a stranger and I-” suddenly the door busted open and two men came crashing in with loaded guns. “Where is he?!”
Allie jumped up from her seat blocking the way between them and the Master. “Who?”The man cocked his gun. “Where’s the Master, Allie?” she couldn’t believe she was hearing this.
“Who are you talking about?” she played innocent.
“Don’t play cute with me. Eye witnesses say you were walking with that man,” he pointed to the Master with the gun, “and calling him Master.”
“Oh shi-“She bit her lip.
As soon as the door burst in, Allie had moved to block him from their path. They were both armed. And they probably weren’t very bothered by having to fire.
“And what do you want with the Master?” He asked, stepping forward, hands raised slightly in a ‘don’t shoot’ gesture. If they shot him, it wouldn’t matter. He was still in the first twenty-four hours of his regeneration. Whatever damage they did to him could be fixed. Allie on the other hand, not so much.
He was also curious as to who they were. UNIT or Torchwood would have plenty of reason to be after him. If they had any idea he was on Earth. Which no one- Save for Martha Jones, and Jack Harkness, both of whom believed him to be dead -would know.
The two men stayed silent but a third walked in and Allie’s jaw dropped. “Jack…” Her face hardened into a scowl. “What do you want with the Master?”
Captain Jack Harkness. Also Allie’s ex.
“He’s killed countless people Allie.”
“And? What if Mitchell here is just my new boyfriend?” She was pissed and making loads of excuses as to why he had no right to burst in on her like this.
“I knew you were watching me!”
Allie walked over to the Master. The name Mitchell was the only name she could think of off the top of her head. She proceeded to step in front of him so Jack would have to shoot her if he wanted to shoot her Master. “Whatever happened with this guy-“
“The Master.” Jack rudely interrupted.
“The Master,” Allie continued, “It’s all in the past and has nothing to do with me or Mitchell.”Anyone else probably would have gone along with Allie’s lie. The Master wasn’t anyone else. And he wasn’t standing down to Jack Harkness.
“Let him talk Allie,” The Master said “I asked you once, I’ll do it again. What do you want with the Master?” Most likely Jack wanted him dead.
Which, considering how long he had Jack tortured. That wasn’t really surprising. He had also killed a lot of people. He’d been out of his mind, a bit, anyway. The drums were an influence when it came to such things.
“He has to pay for his crimes Allie.” Jack would only answer to Allie because he couldn’t even stand the thought of speaking to the Master.
“Then go find him. Mitchell has nothing to do with this!” Allie was frustrated with Jack and wanted him out of her house.
“Allie why are you protecting him?”
“Because he’s like me.”
It finally dawned on Jack. Allie had told him about her hearing a drumming but he never really linked the two together.
“Fine. We’ll take you both in.” Jack walked over to Allie grabbing her arm forcefully and handcuffed her. “Kinky ain’t it?” Jack whispered.
“Ha ha. Aren’t you just the life of the party?” She retorted.
Then Jack slammed Allie against the wall. “Hey you wanna protect a criminal and be a smartass then you’ll be treated as so.” He pulled her back tossing her to one of the other men.
“You’re next pretty boy.” Jack took the cuffs and locked them around the Master’s wrist, leading him out the door.
Jack was just having fun with this wasn’t he. Well let him. This would be his only chance to get inside Torchwood without too much of a struggle. If that was even where Jack planned on going.“Just leave Allie be, she’s got nothing to do with this.” Normally, it wouldn’t bother him. But she had trusted him and let him into her home. Therefore causing all of this to happen.
But of course, Jack would never listen to him. Not after everything that had happened when he was prime minister.
“She was harboring and abetting a fugitive. I don’t think she’s getting off easy.” Jack noticed the Master’s plea for Allie’s release was a bit out of character for him. He heard a voice in the back of his mind saying, maybe the Master has changed. But he quickly ignored that thought.
Jack handed the Master off to the other man and took Allie’s arm. “Go and put him in the car I need a word with Allie.” He pulled her aside as the men exited the house with the Master.
“Please. Allie tell me why your helping him.” Jack pleaded.
Allie just frowned at him. “Because I found him on the streets after I had this weird episode.”
“What kind of episode? You mean like the drumming was too loud again or was this something different?” He crossed his arms.
“It was different…” She shook her head frustrated with everything happening. “Look that’s not the point, whatever happened Mitchell’s different now. He didn’t seem crazy he seemed polite. And even explained to me what my watch means.”
Jack froze. “And?”
“Something about me being a timelord as a human like Mitchell used to be.” For some reason that bit of information seemed new to Allie. She noticed that as soon as it left her lips. More information about the Master seemed to flood her mind.
Then the drumming got louder and louder. Allie covered her ears. “Where’s my Master!” She screamed.
Jack slammed her against the wall again. Then he led her to the car sitting her next to the Master.
As soon as she was next to him the drumming faded again and Allie calmed down.
Jack pulled Gwen over. “She literally cannot be away from him for a long period of time or else she goes crazy.”
Gwen looked a bit shocked but nodded her head and got in the car.
Jack got in the driver’s seat and started to head towards Torchwood.
