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Don't ask me why, but I finally got back to this 'verse. I know I have like three readers, but that's more than nothing! ;) And it's nice to just write and lose myself in another world.

Basically each story in 'Stepping Sideways' is a visit to a different universe/character, allowing the Seeker to be seen with fresh eyes by his nearest and dearest, this time round meeting Jack. Part of my Not the Last 'verse.

For new people - I have my own OC Time Lord and a whole verse centered around him. (He is the Master and Lucy's son and born during TYTNW.) The stories are all meant to stand alone, so please have a look if you like. I'd love you forever. <3

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 (OC), Alt!Capt Jack (during his con man days)
Beta: Um... That would be a no. All mistakes mine.
Feedback: Would be amazing. :)

Stepping Sideways: A Jack in the Box

“One’s destination is never a place, but a new way of seeing things.” – Henry Miller


Dilemmas. He didn’t particularly like dilemmas, although at least this one was pleasant.

The bar was seedy, and the fish-creature who was chatting him up was quite frankly gorgeous, hir scales shimmering rainbow colours, but he had - for about ten minutes now - been aware of the newcomer.

He was sitting three tables down, nursing what might be a whiskey of some sort, and his gorgeously sharp suit ought to have made him stand out like a sore thumb, except no-one seemed to take much notice of him. He was handsome, with black hair and a neat beard and striking green eyes, and really, quite the dish if he hadn’t given out that vibe of… something strange.

What to do?

He could be Time Agency… Or something else.

With a word of apology to the fish - as well as a promise of future shenanigans - he drifted down to the table, took a seat opposite the suit and smiled.

The suit smiled back: “Are you Jack yet?”

“For you, I will be,” he replied, feeling elation surging through him. Someone from his future then. He hoped they were lovers. For a long time. The suit was too delicious by half.

“And go on… If I’m Jack, who might you be?”

(Jack. He liked it. Nice name. Nimble, bit cheeky. Yes, he’d be Jack.)

The stranger tilted his head, watching him with those odd, guarded eyes.

“I’m your best friend from another world.”

“Are you now?” he replied, smile widening. Jack was in luck, and he was Jack, and everything was turning out great!

The stranger looked at him with a look Jack couldn’t work out, but then he glanced round the room.

“Maybe we should find somewhere more private?”

Jack nodded.

“You’re talking my kind of language… This way.”

Leading his new friend out the back, they found themselves in a shielded alley. The walls were whitewashed and the reflected sunlight of taller buildings cast bright shadows, making the world dark and light all at once.

“Which way?” the stranger asked, looking up and down, but Jack shook his head.

“I think right here might be good, don’t you?”

And with that he stepped up to the other, gently reaching out and holding his face, before leaning in and kissing him deeply and hungrily.

It took several seconds before he processed the fact that the other wasn’t reciprocating.

Letting go, he studied the stunned face in front of him with a puzzled frown. The stranger was staring at him with clear confusion.

“Excuse me, but is ‘I’m your best friend from another world’ some sort of secret code for ‘Please take me out the back and… shove your tongue down my throat?’”

Jack hesitated.

“Well… It’s a bit obscure, but... yes?”

The stranger slowly nodded, still looking spooked.

“Right. OK. Should have guessed, sorry, my bad. But... well, that’s not what I meant. I really am your best friend from another world. Literally.

“Oh,” Jack said, put out. “I just figured… The way you looked at me…”

Platonic friends,” the other said, with emphasis. “If you understand what that means.”

Well, this was… unexpected. What the hell did he do now?

“Um... Sorry? I didn’t mean to…”

His voice trailed off. He had very much meant to. He very much still wanted to. There was nothing like a man in a suit - except a man out of a suit. He’d already followed several different scenarios to their very pleasurable conclusion in his mind. Mostly he felt a little like a small boy who’d been given a lollipop by accident, and now watched it being taken away after a single lick.

And those green eyes were now just looking again, with that strange look he couldn’t gauge at all. Then a small smile appeared.

“I didn’t say stop…”

After which - miracles of miracles! Jack was a lucky name! - the stranger stepped forwards and kissed him.

It was a brilliant kiss, the sort of kiss that would definitely lead to all sorts of other things, and there were hands pulling him closer and he could wish for nothing more - except then there was suddenly the cold steel of a laser gun at his temple.

Freezing, then turning his head, he saw the fish smile at him coldly:

“You fool. Did you ever think you could run from us?”

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