Why couldn’t they have an adventure where everything was nice and joyous? Why did something always have to happen? The questions that ran through Theta’s mind as they’d fallen and wound up separated. He’d been able to hear his Soul’s voice, but couldn’t see him, yet still followed the instructions he’d heard and begun towards the light; regardless of how ominous that seemed to be.
It wasn’t really a joyous trek, oh no, far from it. Why? Simple: For as the Gallifreyan walked, he began to hear screams all around him. Screams of pain, cries for help, all sounding like Koschei. That in itself pushed the blond’s pace to hasten as he was sprinting towards the end of the cave, he had to hurry he had to get there.
Once reaching the end of the cave, the blond turned toward the energy of his soul, his hearts were crashing in his chest. Many things slammed into the Gallifreyan at that moment. One: The energy of his Soul in one full smack, Two: The scent of his husband’s blood, Three: The energy of two newly born souls.
Blue hues took in his Soul’s entity, from the blood, trailing up to bundles in his arms and finally meeting his love’s eyes. “Kosch..” he breathed, nearing to help his Soul. Reaching for the little ones he took them into his arms and moved right up to Koschei for the elder Gallifreyan to use him as a stabilizing element.
Curled up on the settee that is in the local bookstore; Kira reads one of her favorite books. The young teen had finally graduated from high school and is going to enjoy her last months of freedom before going to college in late August.
She is so involved in her reading that she doesn’t hear the bell above the door ring when it’s open to let in more customers.
“Are ya really?” the teen looked to the elder in surprise “Well, tha’s prolly wha’ he meant.” he gave a smile nodding to the question. “Aye, Jack Harkness, tha’s my mum. Go’ two younger siblings as well. We’re all workin’ fer Torchwood. which our dad hates.” he looked about the room “So, our Dads wanted us ta meet. Prolly mine ta ge’ me ta slow down an’ ge’ my head outta tha’ work headspace.”
The sounds of walking through the base other than the ones within the main room got Reina immediately alert. It had to have been their Mum and sure enough, hearing his voice caused breath to escape the Gallifreyan as she headed off to him immediately; rushing close to embrace him. “It’s a long story, Mum... uhm... weeelll... remember that incident with Uncle Owen and uh... the uh... needle poke?” she peeked around her Mum as the padded steps neared.
“He’s mentally himself, that much we’ve accomplished so far but ... he can’t change back and we don’t know why... or how to... Uncle Owen has tried, I’ve tried, Acel has as well.” she explained.
Jaxon moved to sit as he stared between his sister and his Mum ‘It’s no’ all tha’ bad. So ya can stop worryin’.’ he sounded psychically to them both.
A sigh escaped the Master’s lips, a faint roll of his eyes as he stepped away and toward the bodies and with a snap of his fingers they’d disintegrated. “You should know better than to do anything of that sort around children, Vera.” he paused “Unless you’re going to tell me that the child started whaling after you’d killed them.” then again, he knew how sporadic children were, so it was a definite possibility.
“Starting so forward, are we? Going by actual names rather than our Titles?” his brow quirked “Very well then, I’ll humor you, Koschei Oakdown.” There was a glint his eyes as a smirk curled upon his lips. “and a compliment? From you, that’s a change.” a chuckle sounded, memories of their chapters never meshing during their Academy years.
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The feel of soft lips against him, it was almost instinct to return the action if anything. Lips molding against the others, the Time Lord held the kiss until it was parted before exhaling a breath. “Well… I’ve had introductions before… this one takes the cake”
“I don’ think we’ve me’ before, bu’ my Da’ did say I’d be meetin’ a builder here. A builder for wha’ .. no idea.” he gave a soft shrug. “Bu’ as far as introductions go..” he extended his hand out “I’m Jaxon, Jaxon Harkness, pleasure ta meet ya, stranger.” he smiled.