Now We Have A Blonde || Rose at Torchwood
Jack usually didn't pay much attention to the computer screen that constantly showed the view of the plass above the hub unless he was looking for something in particular. But as he finished his coffee and went in search of another, something on that screen caught his eye. A flash of color and familiarity. He squinted at the screen and zoomed in, just to make sure of what he was seeing. Then he hurried to the lift, coffee forgotten as he rode it impatiently to the surface. "Rose Tyler, have you been punching holes in the fabric of time and space just to come see me?" he grinned, from behind her. "You wouldn't be the first, sorry to say."














