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I guess this'll have to count as Christmas fic? ;)

Chapter 1 and explanations here.

Summary: “Travel is more than the seeing of sights; it is a change that goes on, deep and permanent, in the ideas of living.” – Miriam Beard (or: The Seeker takes some time out to travel and think things over)
Setting: Between A Good Day and The Death and Life of Rodageitmososa. (This is AU, but within New Who between Name of the Doctor and The Day of the Doctor.
Spoilers: A Good Day. But can easily be read on its own.
Rating: PG-13.
Characters: This part: The Third Seeker, TenToo, Rose and a few others.
Beta: Um... That would be a no. All mistakes mine.
Feedback: Would be amazing. :)

Stepping Sideways: Pete's World

“I soon realized that no journey carries one far unless, as it extends into the world around us, it goes an equal distance into the world within.” – Lillian Smith


Mere moments later they stepped out of the TARDIS next to Rose’s office. Looking over her shoulder she realised it had turned into a tall official-looking cabinet, and the Seeker caught her look.

“Yes, it has a functioning chameleon circuit. Very useful thing.”

“Show-off,” the Doctor muttered under his breath, and the Seeker bowed ironically. “I was well taught. But please lead on. I am in your hands.”

Of course the second they went into the Doctor’s office, Yvonne showed up. The Doctor had, over time, adjusted to her (and suppressed his guilt over the other Yvonne’s death), but they still had their very pronounced differences, and had regular arguments over Torchwood’s role. Rose suspected that one major reason the Doctor had agreed to taking the job was to keep tabs on them all - Yvonne especially.

The Seeker’s tactic was vastly different.

Yvonne was of course as curious as ten cats, asking who their friend was - but before they could reply the Seeker smiled, the charm practically dripping off him, as he took her hand and kissed it, much like he had Rose’s.

Except he seemed to hold her eyes for a very long time.

“Yvonne Hartman. You must excuse my appearing like this, unannounced. The good Doctor talked me into coming, and I decided to be spontaneous for once. I’m Professor Saxon, I’m sure you’ve heard of me? I’m a bit of hermit I know, hiding away in Cambridge, but I have been following your work here at Torchwood for quite some time, as you’re probably aware. I hope I have your permission to have a little nosy around?”

Yvonne smiled back, clearly flattered.

“Why of course Professor Saxon.”

“Please, call me Alex,” the Seeker replied, by now outright flirting, and she gave him a slow look-over, clearly liking what she saw.

“Certainly, Alex. Any chance we could drag you out of Cambridge a little more often?”

“Well, if I could be certain you would be here…” he said, and her returning gaze was practically bordering on indecent.

“My diary is very full, but I’ll see what I can do...”

With a final smile, full of promise, she turned from the Seeker to Rose and the Doctor, expression cooling.

“Well, I must run. Don’t set anything on fire! Again.”

However she had barely exited the room before the Doctor was in the Seeker’s face.

“Yes, I can see the family resemblance now… ‘I don’t play games’. Ha!”

The Seeker looked completely unconcerned, half turning to his right and saying “Harvey - cover story 5a. Adjust for this universe’s variances.”

“What are you doing?” Rose asked, and he replied readily enough.

“Stitching myself into this world. The Toclafane can access official files, and in a little while I’ll exist. Makes life so much simpler.”

“And hypnotising people? So much simpler as well…” the Doctor said, cuttingly, and the Seeker shrugged.

“Not hypnosis as such… More like the psychic paper. Except without the actual paper. Same result, and far more efficient.”

“I bet it is,” the Doctor said, and the Seeker frowned.

“You have a problem with me chatting up your boss? Because I don’t see how it can be your business whom she goes out with.”

“No, I have problem with your lies and the way you abuse your power.”

The Seeker’s cool green eyes didn’t so much as flicker.

“Oh Doctor… Pots and kettles and infinite layers of unpleasant mirrors. Please stop, I’ve been down this road too often to count. There is a difference between using and abusing. And incidentally I didn’t lie. I did study at Cambridge - astrophysics, since you didn’t ask.” He smiled; relaxed, calm, confident. “I was awarded a higher doctorate.”

There was a pause, then he stepped back.

“Rose - go on, will you show me around without jumping down my neck?”

She didn’t know what to think. He didn’t really fit into anything. She was predisposed to liking him, but didn’t know if this was because he’d been ‘charming’ her too… No, the Doctor would have picked up on that. Right?

“What do I call you?” she finally asked, and he hesitated.

“Good question. Professor? Or Alex? Or Saxon? It’s up to you.”

“But not ‘Seeker’?”

“It’s Torchwood. I am not keen on being quizzed about stuff I can’t give them. So if you wouldn’t mind sticking with my human alias.”

“Hang on-” she said, suddenly seeing the conversation with Yvonne in a new light.

“Yes,” he smirked, seemingly reading her mind. “I didn’t want her to know what I am... And flirting is a great distraction… Jack taught me many things. And I learned even more on my own. I am exceedingly good at manipulating people when I want to.”

“And… me?” she asked, and he waggled his hand.

“Bout 50-50?”

“How touchingly honest,” the Doctor replied drily, and the Seeker chuckled, even as he shook his head.

“Can we stop this, and have a look around? I see no harm in wanting an easy life, and like I said - I left to get away from the arguments for just a little while. Why don’t you get out a notepad and make a list of all the things I do that you dislike? We can go through it tonight, and I can tell you just how many you taught me in the first place.”

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