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chaos-of-the-endless · 4 months ago

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I have no idea what to call this but I wrote it a while ago and only just tweaked it. A Torchwood/Sarah jane(kinda)/quantum leap mash up. Oh yeah. I don't ~cross, I ~mash 🤣

Thank you @sometimesraven for leading me to dig this up, go read their Torchwood/quantum goodness - it's much better than mine 💜

A private jet with Ians entire life inside, waited for them to board. This wasn't how they expected to be spending this half of the year.

After finding out Addison had met with Ben, and the pair had decided to stay together, knowing they could do a lot of good together, working through missions, righting all those wrongs for the rest of time... The Quantum Leap Project had been officially closed down, and Ian was flying to the UK, London, courtsy of Captain Jack Harkness, an old friend they'd helped remotely with the previous Torchwood head quarters operating systems after losing their employee.

The city of Ealing was a rather specific location for the Captain to be calling from, but his make shift warehouse was on the back streets that appeared to have a higher demand for alien control than most in the larger areas of London.

The jet, branded only with the word "UNIT" across its body, had allowed Ian to bypass all the usual airport nightmares, which was something they were endlessly thankful for. They felt as though they were one stressful situation away from a lengthy stay in a straight jacket.

The flight was long, but strangely, the most realxing thing they've done in years. They had all the freedom in the world right now, but that was also a very lonely place to be. They only had the minor issue of not actually knowing what was waiting for them on the other side of this plane ride. Ian had trusted Jack blindly, and not for the first time in the years they'd known eachother.

The small, incredibly important things they'd gathered in their young life, the closest things to them, were all in the backpack on their back. The little gifts from once close friends, Crystals, just things that held a lot of meaning. Not to meantion a very small but mighty chip that held the whole of the Quantum processing program and the super powerful AI known as Ziggy.

"I get an airport escort, now? I've truely made it." They chuckled as they hugged the Captain. It had been so long since they saw him.

"Doctor Ian wright." The captains voice echoed around the otherwise empty airport lounge, and Ian couldn't hold back the smile that voice brought to their lips.

"I'm sorry to hear about the project being shut down"

"Thank you... I... heard you've had a pretty rough run of things, too?"

"...Yeah. Just me, Gwen and Rhys now. We do what we can, but I gotta admit... We're struggling. We could use your help, Doctor."

Ian smiled and glanced down for a moment "I'm not sure if alien life is my particular corner of expertise in the vast universe, but if I can help, I'm willing to learn."

Jacks warehouse was dark and damp, the power flickered in and out, and nothing here was... Even remotely the standard they'd come to know from the their own Head Quarters. Tables of tech that looked like it had been pulled from wreckages, the occasional bleep from something amongst everything that was laid out that run through the middle of the vast, depressing space. There was one computer monitor left functioning, and various pieces of lit up tech around it that was keeping it going. It was so old, it was almost Steam punk-esque.

"This is everything we've collected over the years since Miracle Day. It's not much but with the right mind, it could be.. something?" Jack looked at Ian with the softest blue eyes. He hadn't been this desperate for a long time, and Ian could say they felt the same way.

"I'll see what I can do....." They moved their way down the tech table with a sigh, their fingers brushing across the long dead pieces of technology. Ian could tell, they were once beautiful pieces.

"That's a Jadoon gun." Jack said with a chuckle and Ian pulled their hand back like it was going to explode. The Captain laughed, shaking his head, he came to stand behind Ian, reaching round to pick up the gun and aiming it at the wall.

"Vibrational target lock... Sends the smallest little shiver of vibration along your arm when you've locked onto the target. Give it a try..." He guided their hand up and over his on the gun before slowly turning the dial on the side until it shot a bolt of tingling into both of their arms, hitting all of those tender little nerves under the skin in a rather pleasent fashion as it blew a hefty hole in wall.

"Rude." Jack smirked.

"Oh." Ian cleared their throat "Arm-gasm gun?" They quickly let out a burst of laughter with a glance back at Jack before once again, pulling thier hand back... It was kinda nice to feel a smouldering little tension with someone again. It was always like this with Jack. Glancing down and shuffling a little on the spot with a smile they couldn't hide. "I should have known you'd collect the kinky stuff."

Ian's gentle caress across the unbelievable items soon came across a gold tube next to a watch, picking it up and carefully unclipping the lid -

"No, no, that's good.... It's a sonic lipstick."

"Lipstick?" They asked, before they realised that the tip faded in and out of glowing. Jack snapped a look over. "Ohhhhh , it hasn't done that in a while." to which there was a slight look of terror that flashed into Ian's features.

"A lipstick that... sonicly.... does what?" They asked with a raised eyebrow.

"It can disurpt the molecular scruture of pretty much any organic material, interfere with eletronic signals... there isn't much that baby can't do. We thought it was long gone, programmed to the DNA of the previous owner or...." Jack trailed off and sighed and looked.. devastated, for a moment.

"She would have loved you." He whispered -

"- Who?"

"Now that's a whole story.... She saved the world.... a lot." He huffed out the sadest of smiles. Ian was about to put the lid back on and return it to the table before Jacks hand stoppped them. "Keep it." He said softly "Please. The watch, too. "

"Jack....."

"Please. Her name was Sarah Jane Smith. She travelled with The Doctor, until... She didn't. She carried on her work from her attic and created a... Ah.... AH HA!" Jack suddenly came to life, springing from his spot next to Ian to the other side of the room where he'd chucked his jacket over a chair.

"Come on, lets go!" He called as he run for the door. Ian grabbed the lipstick and the watch and headed out after the Captain, back into the black SUV they'd arrived in, and onto the road.

Not ten minutes later they were pulling into a tiny, now over grown driveway outside a large house in the middle of a street, Jack not even taking a second to explain before he was out of the car again and standing by the door, Ian hot on his heels.

"Just point and shoot." Jack laughed as they came up to the door, giving Ian another of the famous Captain Jack smirks as he pointed to the pocket Ian had slipped that Sonic into.

Complying with a smirk, Ian uncapped the lipstick and pointed it at the door, awkwardly using the other hand to press the button on the bottom. One press, and it sparked a little, making them both jump. Second press, and it lit up for a little longer, and on the third, the shrill noise of the sonic doing sonic things filled the air, the lock on the door clicking open.

"Holy sonic. It worked." They laughed softly.

"Told ya it was awesome." Jack said, barging in like he owned the place, as usual, coat flapping behind him in usual fashion.

The rooms, although a little dusty, were still beautifully decorated and preserved, the books on the shelves, the comfy sofa in the living room, it was all still right there as the Captain remembered.

"What happened to her? Aliens?" Ian asked gently, and Jack smiled at their considerate nature

"She was too good for that." he said with a thoughtful glance. "Cancer." He followed up, he never found death to be an easy subject, he doubted anyone did, but for him, as an immortal being... It stung. For all of his downfalls as a 51st century human, he was still able to form meaningful connections... somehow.

"Shit. I'm sorry." Ian sighed and reached for the Captains hand to comfort him.

"Everything she saw, everything she faced... Going out that way was ... "

"Unfairly Human."

"Yeah... It's cruel. talk about 'no good deed ever goes unpunished'." The thoughtful look of utter sadness on his face was evident as he sat on the edge of the sofa, Ian sitting beside him.

"I lost everyone too... My two closest friends... The team.. My partner... We were like family.. I'm starting to think this life of chasing the extraordinary is a lonely one."

Ian was fiddling idly with the sonic in their hand as they spoke, Jack nodding in agreement sadly with a sigh. "This place..." He started "is owned by UNIT, it's ours if we need it."

"It's... great but... it's just a house..."

"Ah! That's where you're wrong, Doctor...." Jack stood up, holding out his hand to them with a smile "Come with me"

"- That's literally all I've been doing since I arrived, Captain."

"The sass!." He laughed as he lead them up the stairs by that hand he hadn't let go of

"Y'know, usually when heading this way in a house, the mood is a little different."

"Captain!" Ian laughed as Jack pushed open the door to the attic after by passing the bedrooms for another set of stairs.

This room, unlike the normal looking house, was full of unknown objects, not used in years, full of dust and potential.

"Mr Smith?" Jack said out loud to a brick wall full of pictures an post it notes. This place.... It was once full of so much life that the spirit buzzed to life around them both at hearing a voice.

The brick wall that Jack had adressed sparked just from between the cement a little.

"Mr smith! We need you, baby!" Jack said joyfully, just remembering the words of a dear friend, with added Jackness. The wall opened silently, no fanfare, no noise, bar the pistons that powered the doors that revealed a console and a sceen that swirled with colours.

"Whoa." Ian softly chanted, over and over, as they bounced a little closer, taking in the tech they'd never seen before. "You are.... ~beautiful." They beamed, face inches from the screen.

"Welcome home, Captain Jack." A deep voice came from the computer as Jack gave Ian the most head tilted look in creation.

"Doc, This is The Ziloc, a super computer created from a alien crystal formed below the earths crust. Sarah Jane took the technology and formed it into a system to help her detect alien life, This is Mr Smith." He turned back the computer screen with a nod

"Mr Smith, this is Doctor Ian Wright, one of the worlds leading minds in Quantum Physics and computer coding and programming."

"Nice to meet you, Doctor." Mr Smith said in his usual warm tone, Ian was still more than a little flattered by that introduction.

"I must inform you, nearly all of my protocols and stored intelligence was wiped before I was put into standby for security purposes... I would be little help to either of you in my current state of being."

Ian smiled as they dropped their backpack to the floor and pulled it open, digging around inside until they pluncked out a small case, which was unlocked by a number on the side to reveal a chip, no bigger than a USB stick

"Mr Smith... How would like to meet Ziggy?"

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