So anyway this chapter is taking place in 2007 when Annie is eighteen. It takes place eleven months after the last chapter in June. By the way, I'm not going by anything that happened in Torchwood so, yeah.

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Chapter Three:
Doctors and Nurses: or Masters and Doctors?

Sleep was not far off that much Annie knew. She had been pouring over countless documents and files on her laptop, looking at multiple different eyewitness accounts of the Doctor. Her Dad naturally didn't know she was doing this, but then how could he? They had had a falling out months ago when the incident with Gwen and Suzie had taken place, but then again Annie and Suzie had been very close so seeing her come back all of a sudden and then turn into a horrible shadow of herself, was a nightmare in itself that Jack hadn't seemed to understand. So Annie had moved out of the Hub, much to her father's, and everyone else's distress, and applied for a job at UNIT, which she got much to her surprise.

Glancing at the time she groaned. The display read 3 in the morning and she could definitely feel the weariness setting in, but she had to finish. Pulling up her work for UNIT, she began typing again, fingers flying across the keyboard, when a ding resounded from her laptop signaling an e-mail. Pulling it up she found it was from her boss, requesting a background check on Harold Saxon. Harold Saxon? But he's the prime minister... oh god this can't be good. Her energy suddenly rekindled she quickly saved all of her documents, and snapped her laptop shut, but not before printing out the e-mail. It read:

Dear Officer Cadet Harkness,

I am terribly sorry to impose this on you but we desperately need your help. It would be beneficial for you to do a mission regarding Harold Saxon. We have become aware of a potential situation and cannot risk the threat of it coming to a head. Firstly, however you are going to need your background information so we have gone ahead and left you the needed files in your mailbox as we cannot send it through e-mail. After this, your path will become clear, again we cannot risk the idea or event that the possibility of the situation be known so be wary.

Sincerely,
Colonel Bridgecomb-Wood

What did they mean her path will become clear? It was all a bit ominous even for UNIT, and Annie knew it wouldn't bode well. Getting to her feet, she walked to her front door and took the said packet out of her mailbox. It was surprisingly thin, and opening the envelope once she got back inside she found only two sheets of paper inside but both had equally strange messages on them. Taking out the first, she could feel her eyes get wider at the one small sentence: His whole life has been fabricated, not a single document is real. By the word he, she supposed they meant Saxon, but it was the second sheet of paper that truly frightened her it only had five words on it, but she knew exactly what they meant: You need a Doctor's appointment.

Her head was reeling but she couldn't figure out why they would want her to. Maybe it was because of her adopted father? Or had they found out about her endless search? Annie started to pace the floor of her flat, deep in thought. She knew who the last companion of the Doctor's was and after Tosh had contacted her after her father's supposed disappearance she knew exactly where he would be. Not that she told Tosh that. Opening her laptop back up she quickly hacked into public records finding the flat that Martha Jones, the Doctor's companion, lived in. Glancing at the time again, she was slightly shocked was she that deep in thought that she let 2 hours pass by?

Shaking her head, she quickly grabbed her coat from where it was hanging, and headed out the door, not paying attention to her cell phone that she had left abandoned on the counter, the caller ID showing her father's number.

Not far from Annie's flat, Jack Harkness frowned down at the cell phone in his hand, why hadn't she picked up? He supposed it had something to do with their falling out but he hadn't really talked to Anne since then so how was he to know? Looking over to where the Doctor and Martha were sitting he tried to hide the concern bubbling up in his chest as he sat down beside them, but the Doctor was too preoccupied anyway to notice.

"Who was that, Jack? You seem worried." Martha said to the Captain, eyeing his reaction to her words and already she knew a lie was coming before he even opened his mouth.

"Nothing important, just trying to reach someone I hadn't talked to in a while." At this the Doctor glanced up from his work picking up on the sadness etched into Jack's tone of voice.

"Did you finally settle down while I was away, was that what it was?" He asked the other male, but Jack just gave a little laugh and smiled.

"In a way, but I haven't changed that much have I?" The Doctor and Martha exchanged a look and the Doctor cleared his throat.

"Actually, I was meaning to talk to you about that, because you see you have. You've changed a lot. You aren't as flirty, or arrogant, or even remotely as carefree as you used to be. What changed?" The Doctor asked, and Jack shifted uncomfortably, not quite meeting the Doctor's gaze, running his hands through his deep brown hair, he seemed to gather strength before answering.

"13 years ago, in 1995 I came across a little girl who was starving and homeless. Well I say came across, what I really mean is by mistake ran into." Despite the tense atmosphere that the trio were in he smiled remembering the day he gained a family, a friend, and more importantly a daughter and a purpose in life. "She was just a little slip of a girl, jet black hair a mess of untameable curls, and these eyes that were just beautiful. You'd have to see them to know what I'm talking about. But anyway I took her back to the hub with me and she became my daughter, everyone's daughter." He smiled wearily, dipping his head down and the doctor and Martha didn't say a word giving him the time he needed.

"That was her Anne Harkness, the Daughter of Torchwood, the girl I care for most in the world and all of time, my nineteen year old daughter." Jack sighed pressing his head into his hands and Martha put a hand on his back rubbing it up and down to try and soothe him. "The reason why I'm so worried is before I left with you two we had a bit of a falling out and I haven't heard from her since." He shook her head glancing at Martha gratefully as she kept on rubbing his back. "I don't even know where she lives now. I mean I've taught her everything she possibly could need to know but that doesn't mean I'm not worried about her. She worked for UNIT last time I checked on her so she should be right in the center of trouble, Annie was always like that growing up, getting into things she shouldn't." The Doctor suddenly stood up and both of his companions look at him in surprise.

"She worked for UNIT?" Jack nodded in answer. "Then I think I may know how to find her." Putting his black framed glasses on his nose, he grabbed for Martha's laptop typing furiously until finally he swung it around showing an e-mail page.

"What's that?" Martha asked looking closely at the file he had brought up.

"It's an e-mail addressed to your daughter earlier this morning. She knows about what's going on." He turned to Jack. "Did she ever help you try to find me?"

"Well, yeah, that's actually what the falling out was about. I wanted to stop looking because I'd thought we hit a dead end but she wanted to keep looking. I never did ask her why she wanted to keep going so badly, I just kinda went with it, taking her help as just wanting to do just that- help." He shook his head as if deep in thought. "I don't think she stopped looking once she joined UNIT."

"Exactly!" The Doctor exclaimed. "So if she is in fact her father's daughter, she would know most things that have happened recently like for instance who was travelling with me." He said making eye contact with Martha, grinning. "And if she was in UNIT she would know some basic hacking skills. She didn't pick up right?"

"Right. If she had you'd have known by the shouting that would have directly followed, she's kind of a yeller."

"So that must mean, she's either ignoring you, which I highly doubt, or she's on a mission." Jack frowned at that.

"But if she's on a mission then how are we going to find her?"

"Well, if I just got an e-mail from my boss telling me that the prime minister of my country was a fraud, my father was missing for a number of months with a man and woman I'd never met, and was lastly part of UNIT, I would do what she's done."

"And what would that be?" Martha asked curiously, somewhat weirded out by the amount of deductions and guessing he was doing.

"I would do what I was told!" He exclaimed, a large grin spread across his features, while Martha and Jack just looked on confused. Seeing their doubt he sighed and explained the plan slowly and carefully, and to Martha's flat he went. When he finally he got there, he didn't have to wait long before a young woman with a mess of curly dark hair and violet eyes that he could see from his hiding place arrived. Her appearance was slightly disheveled and there were dark circles under her eyes as if she hadn't had enough sleep in a while, but she still managed to look quite beautiful. Jack had said her eyes were intriguing not the rest of her. Sighing he pulled Jack's coat around him tighter, before swinging out of his hiding place, not even having to turn around to know that he had gotten her attention. He was a fisherman and Annie Harkness had just taken the bait.

Annie was nearly there, at least she was according to the map she had in her hand, but she'd learned to sometimes doubt her superiors stance of action, so naturally she'd printed out a bunch of different maps than the one from their database. The morning was already quite warm despite the fact it was not even seven o'clock yet, and people were already milling about getting to their jobs, school, or even just grocery shopping. It was funny how clueless they all were, the human race. Here they were in a world that was about to be overtaken by a fake prime minister and they were our buying their mornings paper!

She sighed doing a mental head shake as she smelt some fresh bread from a nearby bakery that had just put out its wares for the day. Reminding her of the day she met her father but more than that she hadn't eaten since lunch time or slept since the previous night and already she was regretting it. Her body needed sleep and food, but she knew that this mission was a bit more important that her morning tea and downy soft bed, so she pushed it out of her head.

Turning her head, she glanced around before walking across the street before coming to a stop in front of Martha Jones' flat. She surveyed the rest of the street taking in every little detail, from the location of the cars on the road, to the actions of the neighbors across the way. Seeing nothing suspicious she was about to go into the flat, when out of the corner of her eye she saw something that made her stop. Just down the way there was a man in a large overcoat walking away from her, a large overcoat that she knew very well. She glanced back at the flat, before making a silent decision, her family was more important.

Annie turned away from Martha Jones' home, and walked towards the man that was striding down the sidewalk. He was just far enough away to make it hard to see the back of his head well, but something was off she could feel it. Picking up her pace she stalked after the man, but he increased his pace also. She raised her eyebrows. So he knew he was being followed but then again Jack always had been pretty perceptive. She picked up her pace even more almost to a jog, that man did too. Then all of a sudden he turned a corner, and she stopped abruptly. Corners were never good when following someone, specifically someone who knew they were being followed.

She walked cautiously towards the corner, and just before she got to it, she got out something from her pocket. The object now in her hand was something that she had developed with Tosh and Owen ages ago, and it was basically a wristwatch computer. Scanning the area, her sonic spanner, the device, detected a life-form just behind the corner. Looking closer she barely held back a gasp. It wasn't Jack. It was someone with two hearts. She only knew of one person who had two hearts.

Closing the spanner quietly she approached the corner, coming close to wall before the corner, until suddenly darting into the alleyway, grasping the two hearted man by the shoulders and pushing him against the wall with a force that could only be described as painful. The man in front of her was indeed wearing her father's coat and he was a good deal taller than her, with messy brown hair, and deep brown eyes that looked far too old and sad for someone with his age. They stared at each other for a second not breaking eye contact even once, until Annie let him go, backing up so he could get his breath.

"He wasn't kidding about your eyes was he?" The Doctor said suddenly and Anne gave him a confused look. "Your Dad, he told me that- your well- nevermind."

"Yeah, well he said the same about yours."

"Really?" He said a bit incredulous maybe what her dad had told him wasn't exactly what he had told her.

"Well, yes he told me almost everything about you, after all I did help him with some stuff. Plus he used to tell me stories about you." She explained catching his surprised expression at the last part. "Most little girls got bed time stories about princesses and fairies I got those along with fantastical tales about a man with two hearts who traveled the stars looking for adventure."

"He made me out to be a hero." The Doctor frowned at this clearly not approving, but something else occurred to him "You helped your Dad out?"

"Course I did, that's what family does, they help each other out." She said before looking him up and down. "You look a bit different from last time."

"Last time?" The Doctor echoed, now genuinely confused.

"Yeah, I talked to you once two years ago. You probably don't recognize me, my get-up was a little different." At this he raised his eyebrows at her, and she could almost see the wheels in his brain working, trying to figure out where he had seen her before. His eyes narrowed and he looked up and down her form.

"What kind of get-up?" At this Anne smacked his arm. "Ow! What was that for?" He whined, rubbing his arm up and down, she packed a punch.

"For thinking what you were thinking." She said eyes serious, mouth set in a firm line.

"You don't know what I was thinking!" He insisted, his chest puffing out a bit as he took a deeper breath.

"You're male I can guarantee I know what you were thinking." At this he stayed quiet, knowing she was right."I'll give you a hint though, you called me nosy." Suddenly his face seemed to light up with recognition.

"No, you're impossible! I remember you!" He sputtered and Annie just smirked. "You were the neighbor! The nosy neighbor, who wasn't really a neighbor, who wouldn't mind her own business! How is that possible?" He questioned looking her dead in the eye but she just smiled not fazed at all, in fact she just looked overly amused. "No why am I asking? You were helping Jack watch over Rose weren't you?" Her smile got wider, just letting him get out his frustration. "Does he know that I know that you know that I know you?" He asked before taking a deep breath seeming to try and focus. "You're Annie?"

"Well, I go more by Anne or Anna nowadays unless you're my dad or one of the Torchwood team. Which you're not so yeah, it's Anne to you." She said and the Doctor just stared at her blankly, before he seemed to shake himself out of it, remembering the real problem at hand.

"Right, of course you do. Anyway, we should probably get back to Martha and Jack." He stated blatantly, motioning for Anne to follow him.

"Okay... where exactly are we going?" She questioned, rushing forwards to come into stride with him, her violet eyes looking at him imploringly.

"Somewhere safer than here." He responded. "We need to get out of the open, we have no idea who might be around."

"We're in a back alley, that only things that are around are probably rats and maybe stray cats. Unless you are afraid of Mickey Mouse's cousins?"

"The master has eyes everywhere." He stated not answering her. At this Anne's eyebrows rose almost all the way to her hairline, what the heck was the 'master' code for? Not to mention the Doctor sounded terribly paranoid.

"The master?" She inquired, her eyes betraying her amusement when the Doctor looked over at her.

"Yes the master, he used to be a friend of sorts. I'm hoping that I can talk him out of this madness he's concocted." She continued to look at him, and both of them stopped their walking.

"The master, huh? So he was that kind of friend, didn't know you were into that sort of thing doc." The doctor glared at her incredulously.

"What no, no! That's just his name! Like mine is the Doctor!" He insisted, cheeks turning pink with embarrassment.

"And here I assumed it was because you liked to play doctors and nurses. Or was the master your doctor-"

"Stop it! Just stop! You... Dear god you are exactly like him!" He said sounding horrified, and Anne quit her teasing momentarily to grin at him like the cat that caught the canary as they began briskly walking again.

"Who am I like?"

"You know full well so drop it!" Anne chuckled to herself but didn't bother to tease him anymore on the subject. His face was red enough as it was. Then she changed her mind.

"If he's not your naughty playmate than who is he?" She asked after a couple minutes of silence causing the Doctor to splutter and turn even more red if it as possible.

"Stop it right now Anne Harkness, and I mean it!" He warned his voice low as can be and Anne decided right then not to push his buttons anymore. Or at least not at the moment. Rubbing his face tiredly, he sighed before answering the question wrapped in a jest. "He was exactly as I said; a friend."

"You do realize you just told me absolutely nothing, right?"

"Saxon, Harold Saxon is who I'm talking about. I knew him better as the master, and for all we know he is intending to rule the world." He stated dryly, and Anne added that to her mental list of conversation topics to avoid: Harold Saxon was at the very top. He grabbed her arm suddenly and pulled her in the direction of an abandoned warehouse, not paying any attention to her protests.

"An abandoned warehouse? First a back alley now this? What are we highwaymen?" She exclaimed as the pair rushed into the broken down building to find Jack and Martha present the first pacing and the second typing away on a laptop.

"We are, you're not." Martha said putting away her computer to shake hands with the new arrival, giving Anne a small smile.

"Right now you're not, anyway, don't know how long that will last. Once Saxon finds out you're on our side you will be." The Doctor stated almost nonchalantly, as if being a wanted fugitive with a large reward on your head was just all in a days work, but for all Anne knew it was. Jack rushed forward to her, nearly pushing Martha out of the way to get to his daughter, enveloping her into a tight embrace. Smiling into her father's shoulder Anne figured she was forgiven, and he was in return.

"I'm so glad you are here Annie girl. I don't know what I'd do if anything happened to you." He muttered into her hair, while Martha and the Doctor looked on. While Martha looked somewhat embarrassed, the Doctor was smiling slightly, glad that his friend finally had a family. Even if it was in the form of a girl who had inherited his innuendos and flirtatious manners.

"I know Dad, I'm happy I'm here too." She pulled back from the hug a smile gracing her features. "Well, not here, here, but with you I'm happy about." She said glancing around at their surroundings, taking it all in broken windows, caving in ceiling and all. With that both Harknesses smirked and the Doctor motioned for them to sit down.

"Look, while I'm glad I'm here with you guys, and I'm happy to see you again, Dad." She said looking at Jack. "I would love to know what the heck is going on. I mean it's not everyday you find out your prime minister is a fraud." The rest of the group exchanged looks, and the Doctor cleared his throat.

"It looks like we may have some explaining to do."

There you go! Chapter Three! Woo! The Doctor is in! Review! Also, don't expect Chapter Four as fast as I do have some things to attend to. So yeah! See you all soon! Or not seeing as I'm on hiatus sort of maybe... Idk I'm having teen life crisis too many things to edit and write and... You know what? I'm shutting up... if any of you have and ideas please message me or leave a review