A/N: Okay guys, here's another chapter. Things get...intense. Enjoy, and tell me what you think! :D

Chapter 9: Family Reunion

We dropped Jack off in Cardiff and then travelled to London.

I moved around my TARDIS bedroom, pondering what could happen, going through every single scenario. It was a nightmare. I heard a knock at my door.

"Come in." I called. The Doctor poked his head around the door to see me still in my Pj's. He walked in, hands in pockets, with a small frown.

"If it bothers you so much, why are you going?" The Doctor asked curiously. I sighed and sat down on the edge of my bed.

"I don't know. I'm pretty sure they'd kill me if I didn't turn up. It's habit…Also, I guess I just want to show you off." I said that last part with a smirk. He raised an eyebrow but smiled all the same.

"Well then, I suggest you get ready so the showing off can commence, eh?" he joked as he left the room. I giggle to myself before turning back to my wardrobe.

"I don't know, what do you think TARDIS?" I asked the ship. It hummed softly before a garment came flying out of the wardrobe and landed on my bed. I went to look at it. It was a gorgeous black dress, simple enough, but elegant and… slightly saucy. I put it on. It was floor length, it clung to my curves in a very good way, and it was a one-sleeve dress that clung across my shoulder. A slit came up the leg opposite the sleeve. I picked out a pair of black heels and a black clutch. I did my hair so it came down my back in waves and swept it to one side. I applied make-up and left my room, thanking the TARDIS on the way out.

The Doctor was waiting patiently in the console room. He didn't really have to change considering his normal outfit is a suit. I think he tried to tame his hair a little but it was just sticking back up.

"Alright Doctor, time to meet the folks." I said, coming up behind him. He jumped; he was obviously lost in thought. He whipped around to face me, his eyebrows high and his eyes wide, his mouth slightly open. I laughed at his expression, almost missing the look on his face as he took in my appearance.

"Oh, right, yeah… well, better not keep them waiting…well, it is a time machine, we could postpone it a few weeks, they wouldn't even know…" The Doctor rambled.

"Doctor?" I asked, stepping closer to him and looking at him through my lashes.

"Yah?" He asked, avoiding my gaze.

"Are you nervous?" I asked in a low voice.

"Me? No! I'm…I'm the On Coming Storm, the…the wandering man…I'm not nervous about meeting someone's parents, that's just silly, Jessica…honestly." He sputtered. I laughed and threw my arms around his waist.

"It's okay to be nervous, around them, it's healthy…you might even live longer…" I trailed off and put on a fake thoughtful expression as I moved away from him.

"Might?" He asked, a little higher than normal.

We took my car to my parent's estate. We drove up to the electrical gates and I wound down my window and pressed the intercom button.
"Identification?" A man's voice crackled through the speakers.

"Jessica Elizabeth Lynwen-Davies, plus one guest as specified by Joanne Marie Davies." I spoke formally. The gate began to move.

"Proceed." I drove forward.

"If you don't mind me asking, your…foster family… their rich by the look of it, why do you have that…ah… apartment?" I gripped the steering wheel as I drove up the tediously long driveway.

"When I turned 18, I was allowed to move away, but somehow they had gotten hold of the money my Dad had left me, so I didn't have anything, and they had no legal obligation to house me."

"How'd they get a hold of the money?" The Doctor asked as we parked in the circle car park out the front of the mansion.

"Joanne is a Lawyer and Richard is part of some government thing… plus Andrew is a partner is several international banks. Not a hard thing to accomplish by the Davies family." The Doctor opened my door for me and helped me out of the car. I smiled at him fondly. First time that's ever happened.

The door opened a moment before we could knock, revealing Andrew. He was tall, probably just a little shorter that the doctor, but more muscular. His white blonde hair was slicked back and his cold blue eyes trailed down his nose to look at me with a stone expression. His eyes flicked to the Doctor, and a single dark blonde eyebrow shot up. He then turned his arrogant features to me, fully.

"Jessica. It's been a while."

"Happy Birthday, Andrew." I said coldly, developing into my persona that I used around the Davies Family, it caused the Doctor to look down at me with slight worry. He quickly recovered and held out his hand to Andrew.

"Hello, I am the Doctor." He introduced. Andrew took his hand and squeezed it; blue eyes blazing into the Doctor's brown ones. The Doctor showed no signs of pain, but his expression got darker.

"Nice to meet you Doctor…last name?" Andrew asked with cold politeness.

"Smith." Was the Doctor's simple reply. Andrew nodded crisply then let go of the Doctor's hand, he turned on his heel and walked, expecting us to follow. The Doctor gave me strange look before we followed.

Andrew led us into a large parlour room, where Joanne and Richard where sitting with wine. They looked up at us with their cold eyes. Joanne's eyes were a slight jade colour, the only sign that they were not all clones of each other. Each of the with sharp bone structure and the same white blond hair. I was definitely the black sheep here, with my brown hair and darker green eyes, with a slight tan to my skin, unlike the albino brigade here.

"Jessica, pleasure to see you once again." Joanne said, the word slipping out of her lips with precision and bittersweet tone.

"Mr and Mrs Davies," I said by way of greeting, "This is the Doctor." I introduced, gesturing to the lanky man beside me. Joanne and Richard stood and stalked over to the Doctor.

"Doctor." Richard said with far too much knowledge in his voice for my comfort. The Doctor held out his hand and Richard grasped it tightly, harder than Andrew did, but the Doctor still didn't give in to it.

"Good to finally meet you." The Doctor said, a second meaning behind his words, as if it were only good so he knew whose face to hate.

"He is definitely a step up from that other man." Joanne said dismissively. Richard looked at him with suspicion and a weird kind of curiosity. I ignored Joanne's comment and put my hand through his arm and wrapped around it till I held his hand. He squeezed gently. I squeezed back.

"Shall we dine?" Joanne suggested, though it sounded more like a demand.

We sat around the table with impossibly precisely detailed wood. Richard sat at the head, Joanne to his right, Andrew to his left, I sat beside Andrew and the Doctor sat beside Joanne. The bloody woman had purposely sat us this way; I knew it. The servants brought out the food and laid it on the table.

"In celebration of Andrew's 28th birthday." Richard declared, we all rose out glasses along with him. After Richard had a sip, we all had a sip. I took deep breaths as I prepared myself for the next hour. I felt the familiar white-hot slice on my upper thigh as Andrew began his usual torture of me. I ground my teeth and dealt with the pain. The Doctor looked at me worriedly but couldn't determine what was wrong. Andrew only ever cut me enough to bleed, but not to scar, and he only did it whenever the Doctor wasn't looking.

"So, Doctor, what kind of Doctor are you?"

"A bit of everything really." Another slice.

"Oh, anything you specialize in?" Richard asked.

"Nothing in particular, no." Slice.

"Is that so?" Richard almost hissed the words.

"So tell us, how did you meet young Jessica?" Joanne emphasized on the young. I looked at the Doctor, he looked in his thirties, I was twenty-two. Not too much of a gap. Slice. I held in a hiss.

"I met her at her workplace." Slice.

"That horrible little café? Surely you have better places to go for coffee…as a Doctor?"

"My vehicle broke down near it." The Doctor said. Oh, nice, an almost truth; so many to be used around here. Joanne nodded slowly, the reason seemed to suit her just fine, but Richard had that horrible knowing expression. Slice.

"So tell us, Doctor, are you into travelling?" Richard asked. I whipped my head around to face him, but his eyes were solely for the Doctor. His expression darkened at the question.

"Yes, I'm quite fond of it actually. So, Richard, what do you do?" the Doctor asked, leaning forward.

"I work for the Government."

"Is that right?" Slice. I twitched. The Doctor's eyes shot to my face, then to Andrew's smirk.

"And Andrew, what is it that you do?" The Doctor asked, I could see anger burning beneath his eyes.

"I am an Entrepreneur of sorts, I dabble in Businesses, Industry, Banks…that sort of thing."

"Sounds marvellous." The Doctor's words were anything but kind. Andrew took another bite of his food, eyes still on the Doctor. The Doctor's gaze wondered to his hand. Suddenly he stood up and was at my side immediately, pulling me away from Andrew and into him. He looked at the chair I was sitting on, blood running down the side of the chair, then he looked at my leg and say the thin steams of bright red running down them. Finally, his eyes landed on Andrews rather shocked expression.

The Doctor swooped in till he was about an inch from Andrews face.

"You…Do…Not…Touch…Her." The Doctor's words were like bullets. He backs up from Andrew and stared at the family member's, each individually.

"You people are monsters. The bloody worse side of the Human Race, and Jessica was unfortunate enough to land with you. You have done no charity to her, and you torment her endlessly. You. Are. Nothing." The Doctor's eyes were burning with rage. I stepped in front of the Doctor, held his face between my hands.

"No, they aren't. But, you need to calm down, Doctor. We should leave."

"Jessica-" I felt a hand brush my side as if it were reaching for the Doctor. The Doctor's eyes went wide with shock and confusion. I looked down to see a knife sticking out of the Doctor's side. He dropped to his knees, and I went with him.

"DOCTOR! DOCTOR!" I screamed frantically. "No, no, no, no!" I pulled the blade out and tried to stop the bleeding with my hands. The Doctor seemed to be trying to say something, but couldn't.

" It is said, that wherever the Light Bringer goes, there can be no death, that they can heal with a single kiss…"

I looked down at the Doctor's face with uncertainty. I had no idea whether it would work, but I had to try. I laid him down carefully and knelt at his side. I put his head in my lap and took a deep breath. I cupped his face and brought mine down to meet his. The Doctor stared at me though pain, with confusion. I placed my lips against his softly. A warm aura covered his body as I kissed him. I opened my eyes to see a slight golden glow emanating from beneath his skin. The parts that glowed the brightest were his lips and the wounded area. Slowly, the golden light ebbed away, leaving the Doctor breathless. He stared at me with a strange expression on his face. He touched the area the wound was in. His eyes got even wider.

"We're leaving, Doctor." I stood and helped him up too. The Davies family stood there in stunned silence.

"You will never see me again." I told them. They were utterly speechless. I took the Doctor's hand and we left the Davies family, hopefully for the last time.

We didn't speak on the whole way back to the TARDIS. Tonight was a mistake. I could have avoided so much trouble, now the Doctor was going to start asking questions and wanting to know more about the Brightness. It was too soon; I wanted to enjoy the memories before I told him.

We stood in silence in the Console room. Not knowing what to say to each other, so many emotions passing over our faces. Finally, the Doctor stepped in close to me, his hands on my upper arms. I dragged my eyes up to meet his, biting my lip.

"Jessica…I'm sorry, I'm so sorry." He pulled me into a hug and rested his head on top of mine. I felt my heart race quickly.
"W-what for?" I asked, confused.

"For them, for the horrible life you've had. For everything." His hand pressed into the back of my head, entwined with my hair.

"Believe me Doctor, you are the best thing that has ever happened to me. You have nothing to be sorry about." But I do.

"What you did…"

"I'm not ready to talk about that Doctor." I whispered, for fear that if I spoke any louder my voice would crack and I would start crying.
"…Thank you." He whispered back. I pulled back a little to look into his warm, brown eyes. I didn't say anything. I just looked at him. He truly was amazing. I stood on my tippy toes and pressed my lips to the Doctor's. At first, he didn't react, but then I felt his hand in my hair grip it, and his other hand pulling me against his body. His lips kissed back passionately. We seemed to feed off each other's closeness. Unyielding but balanced in perfect sync and balance. The Light Bringer and the Doctor. One.

We pulled away from each other reluctantly. I felt my cheeks burn but all he could do was smile at me. I eventually smiled back.

"Come on, Kika, time for me to patch you up again."