Out of the Rift - Chapter 1

[theatre_girl79]

Another one for today, please comment and criticize if you must!

Title: Out of the Rift
Rating: R (for some violence and some eventual nudity and innuendo... hell, it is Torchwood)
Synopsis: A disturbance in the Rift, and the aftereffects are not exactly what they team figured it would be.
Disclaimers: If you recognize them, then they belong to BBC, RTD, and all those wonderful people. I'm just letting them play for a couple of days.

Prologue


Chapter 1

It was a gorgeous June day in Chicago. The cold and muck that had kept trying to hold on to the city, a long holdover from the harsh winter they had experienced, was finally gone. The sun shone down, and the city was alive. Families and people were out doing a plethora of things along the lakefront, including Carole, Joanna, and Mary Jo.

“Isn’t this great,” Joanna asked, a smile on her face. “I love living on the lake.”

“It is gorgeous,” Carole agreed. “But it is starting to get pretty warm, although, I am not the one wearing The Coat.” She shot a pointed look at Mary Jo as she readjusted her purple polo shirt.

Mary Jo just shrugged as she re-shouldered her book bag. “Hey, I’m used to it now, I guess. Plus, I have to test out if the new material works.”

“New material,” Joanna asked, turning to look at them as they waited to cross Foster to go to the rocks that edged Lake Michigan and walk amongst them. She cocked her head to the side.

“Didn’t you notice it is a slightly different coat,” Mary Jo asked.

Joanna cocked her head to the other side, seemingly to look at Mary Jo even more intensely. She took in the dark blue RAF styled jacket which Mary Jo had designed after her favorite television character, Captain Jack Harkness on Torchwood.

“The other ‘Jacket’ was too heavy. Didn’t even have a dramatic flow, she sewed a brand new one, from a woman’s pattern.” Carole shook her head as she looked at the two women.

“That’s right. Stayed up all night to finish it. And it is not a ‘Jacket’ it is The Coat, capital T, capital C,” Mary Jo pointed her finger at Carole.

“Oh whatever,” Carole rolled her eyes, and they continued to walk through the shadows under Lake Shore Drive. “What I don’t get is where are your friends Naomi and Omni? I thought we were filming earlier.”

“Omni might have had to work later. But we got to catch up on more episodes of The Doctor,” Mary Jo said. “Allonsay!”

“Not your line,” Carole quipped smiling as they crossed across the patch of grass and ducked the Frisbee that suddenly seemed aimed at them by a bunch of half-naked college boys.

“Watch out.”

The girls ducked and shot the boys a nasty look. There must have been a fraternity meet-up or something for how many were gathered together.

“Sorry,” one of them said as he grabbed up the Frisbee. He flashed a mega-watt smile at Joanna and she appeared to melt in it’s brilliance. Carole couldn’t help but notice that the boy was cute, his sandy brown hair mussed up, going every which way, his blue eyes, and his well-formed ridges.

“Hee-hee, that’s okay,” Joanna said. Joanna’s hand went to her neck as she started to act coy.

Carole and Mary Jo gave each other a look and rolled their eyes and walked on to the edge of the rocks. For once Carole was ahead of the pack as Joanna continued to flirt with Frisbee boy and Mary Jo was suddenly absorbed in doing something on her cell phone. Carole stopped short as she stood on the edge of the top rock ledge and looked at the sight in front of her. She held out her arm and stopped Mary Jo from walking off the rock’s edge.

“I wonder why the haven’t called – OOF!” Mary Jo closed her cell phone and looked at Carole. “All right now what?”

Carole turned and looked at Mary Jo and then silently inclined her head to indicate the rocks below them. Mary Jo gave her a quizzical look and then followed Carole’s gaze. What she saw made her mouth fall open in surprise.

“Isn’t that-,” Mary Jo questioned.

“It sure looks like it.” Carole looked around the lakefront. “I don’t think anyone is filming anything. Any cosplays or anything happening today?”

“Not that I know of, and if they were, it looks like he, it, whatever, is alone. There would definitely be others.” Suddenly Carole and Mary Jo both opened their cell phones and hit the camera buttons, taking a shot at the interesting specimen sunning itself 8-feet away from them.

“Hey, what’s going on,” Joanna loudly said from behind them. They stepped back, shushing her.

“We wish we knew,” Carole whispered.