Chapter 3: Tragedy
“I made us dinner reservations for tomorrow night,” Gwen said two days later whilst she and Rose were scouting out an old abandoned warehouse. Torchwood had picked up unusual energy readings in the area. Upon arrival Gwen had pulled Rose aside and went with her to one of the warehouses, leaving Jack and the Doctor to check the other one. “We’re going on a double date.”
Rose groaned. Gwen seemed to be determined to make sure she and the Doctor became a couple. She probably shouldn’t have told her the whole story, but it had felt so good to finally talk to someone about everything. Her feelings were so conflicted and confusing. She had hoped speaking about it would give her clarity. So far it hadn’t. Gwen however didn’t seem to get that. In her opinion the solution to the whole mess was to start dating the Doctor and see where things went.
“I told you I’m not sure I want a relationship,” she said.
“I know, but going on a date will help you figure that out. I promise,” Gwen replied.
Rose groaned once more. She had a feeling Gwen just wanted her to be with the Doctor. Maybe she was simply so in love that she wanted Rose to have a happy ending, too, or she generally loved to meddle in others love-lives. She didn’t know Gwen long enough to be sure about that.
Before Rose had a chance to say anything else she heard a noise. Turning around she saw someone jump out from behind a stack of boxes, something that looked a lot like a gun in his hand. The next second the gun went off and Gwen pushed her out of the way.
Hiding behind another stack of boxes Rose pulled her own gun. “Looks like this warehouse isn’t as abandoned as we thought,” she stated.
“I guess not,” Gwen said next to Rose whilst pulling her own gun. Then she quickly tapped her ear-piece. “Jack, we’re under attack.”“We’re on our way,”
came the answer.
Rose peered over the stack of boxes and was rewarded with another shot, which barely missed her head. Cursing she ducked.
The Doctor ran off as soon as he heard that Gwen and Rose were in danger. Jack was right beside him, pulling his gun. The Doctor narrowed his eyes, but didn’t say anything. He still didn’t like guns, but for some reason he didn’t seem as opposed to them as he used to be, or better as the real Doctor was. Maybe it was because he was more human in this body, because part of Donna was in him, or because he had given up everything to be with Rose and really didn’t want to lose her now. He didn’t know, and he didn’t really care either. All that mattered right now was keeping Rose safe. He had barely finished that thought when he heard gun shots.
Once inside the warehouse Rose and Gwen went to check out the Doctor looked around. There were stacks of unopened boxes and a lot of empty shelves. He quickly scanned their surroundings with his new sonic screwdriver. The energy readings were still all over the place and unfamiliar to him. He couldn’t pinpoint them or the people shooting. Then more gunfire and a crashing sound echoed through the warehouse.
“This way,” Jack called.
They turned around a corner and into a hallway between shelves. At the end of it they reached an open space, filled with more boxes. Rose and Gwen were hiding behind some of them. At the other end an alien was shooting. The Doctor didn’t recognize the species, maybe they didn’t exist in the other reality, or he simply had never come across them before. Jack started shooting immediately. Gwen and Rose joined in whilst trying to stay as hidden as possible. Then another alien showed up with a bigger gun and fired. The blast hit the boxes Rose and Gwen were behind, making them tumble down.
“No,” the Doctor called as Rose was buried under boxes. He quickly ran to her, dodging fire. He was faintly aware that Jack shot one of the aliens. Gwen hit the other a moment later. Then he was next to Rose and pushed the boxes off her.
Gwen watched the aliens go down and exhaled in relief. Getting up she ignored the pain in her shoulder where one of the boxes had hit her and looked over to Rose and the Doctor.
“Is she okay?” she asked, feeling concerned about her friend.
“Her pulse is steady,” the Doctor answered.
Gwen exhaled, feeling relieved, then Jack was next to her.
“You alright?” he asked looking her up and down, obviously checking for injuries. Gwen smiled up at him and nodded. A grin appeared on his face, but just as quickly as it showed up it disappeared again. Then, before Gwen knew what was happening, he pulled her against him just as another shot erupted. Spinning them around Jack positioned himself between her and the shooter. Gwen’s eyes widened when she realized what was happening, but it was too late, there was nothing she could do. Jack’s knees gave in and he started to fall. Gwen’s left arm went around him while she started shooting with the other.
The Doctor’s head snapped up when he heard another shot. One of the aliens apparently had only been wounded and was shooting again. Gwen returned fire, even as she held on to Jack and sank to her knees with him. The alien ducked and rushed off. The Doctor quickly moved to help Gwen with Jack and placed him on the ground.
“Nooo,” Gwen exclaimed, looking down at Jack and the blood pooling around him. “Do something,” she pleaded looking at the Doctor. “You can help him, can’t you? You have to!”