Epilogue

Ace sat up slowly, aching over every inch of her body. She groaned and slowly shook her head and looked around. Her uniform was covered in scorch marks and small burn holes but was otherwise okay. The charred wreck of her knapsack lay a few feet away.

She was lying in a field some distance from what had been the crudely built headquarters of the Daleks at the other end of the time portal. This side had been deserted either because all the Daleks had gone to the other side or had found some other means of escape. Her head hurt too much right now to dwell on it. But she remembered dropping her knapsack and half running/half falling to the lopsided wooden door of the badly made stone building. The resultant explosion of the remaining Nitro 10 in her knapsack had reduced the poor hut to rubble and thrown her a short distance away, her knapsack by some freak chance spat out after her, almost an afterthought.

She rubbed her face and ran her fingers through her hair. She seemed fine except for some small scratches on her face but she was shaky and needed water. She tried to stand but her legs seemed unwilling to cooperate just then so she sank back down on the soft grass with a sigh.

"Excuse me, do you need some help?"

The voice came from behind her but she hadn't heard anyone approach. At least it wasn't the voice of a Dalek. She carefully turned to look behind her, shading her eyes from the bright sunlight on her face. She looked up into a handsome, chiseled face with dark hair that fell across his brow just so. The face smiled charmingly at her as she stared in awe.

"I could use some water," she managed to finally say, "and a hand up."

He held his hand down to her and helped her get to her feet, this time her legs were willing, though she swayed a bit. He held out a canteen and she took a long drink.

"Thanks," she said. "I don't suppose you could tell me where I am?"

"Looks to me like you're near where there was a very big explosion. Was that your doing?" he asked, the grin still playing on his mouth.

She cleared her throat. "Um, well…"

"I can tell you're not from around here," he said, eyeing her up and down in a way that made her blush. "So, to better answer your question, you're in France, in the late summer of 1869."

Ace's mouth dropped open in shock then she recovered. "I guess you're not from around here either." She took a wild guess. The grin widened and he shook his head.

"Not in any way, shape or form. I'm just wandering around now for no good reason. I got stuck here by accident, well not entirely but that's close enough."

"I did too I think. Damn," she paused. "Oh, sorry, I really appreciate your help. I'm Ace," she held out her hand for him to shake and he took it and kissed it.

"Pleased to meet you, I'm Captain Jack Harkness."

THE END

Authors Note: I wanted to put a snippet in at the end so we see for her it's her first meeting with Capt. Jack but he already knows her. Hope you enjoyed the story and please let me know! Thank you for reading!