Authors Notes: At long last this is the final chapter. I do not own the rights to Torchwood, Sarah Jane Adventures, Doctor Who or any other show I may refer to. If any wants to know, I started this story because the only cross over stories I could find between these two shows were all of the "lets be friends" variety, and I thought that the difference in methods would cause more friction. Really I just wanted to write the sequence where Sara Jane storms the Hub. I had not expected an actual meeting to occur within the show so soon, but I cant wait until the show airs here in three weeks. Anyway, please enjoy!

Chapter 5:

Jack Harkness watched the progress of the workmen very closely. Not just because he enjoyed the way their tight fitting jeans showed off their bottoms, but also to make sure they handled the statues with the utmost care. "Careful with that," he called out when something threatened to go wrong with the move. "Those angel statues must be preserved and moved whole. They have to stay looking at each other the entire time, do you understand me?"

The workmen made dismissing grunts in response. He knew they didn't understand, and he couldn't explain it to them. It was so difficult finding good help.

His cell phone rang, and Jack answered with a grin, "Gwen! Are you enjoying your honeymoon? You did avoid Millbury like I said, right?"

On the other end of the line, Gwen answered, "Yes, Jack, the honeymoon is wonderful, not a time trap in sight. But, is everything going fine there? I got a page saying the Hub has gone into lockdown."

Jack patted his pockets, and realized he had left his pager in the SUV. "Nothing for you to worry about, just have fun. I'll look into it."

As soon as he hung up his phone, it rang again. This time the Caller ID identified the caller as Martha Jones. "Martha! What's up," Jack answered.

"Jack," Martha said, "What the hell are you guys doing out there?"

"I'm not in the office right now," jack answered, seriously. "What have you been told?"

"I don't know. Something about a kidnapped boy? The higher up have got UNIT ready to take Torchwood by force. What have you done?"

"Look, I'll get to the bottom of this, you just hold them back. I'll get this straightened out."

Alan Jackson swallowed his frustration and closed his laptop. The initial phase of the plan, distraction, had been successful, unfortunately as soon as he had actually broken through the Torchwood computer's defenses, the computer was removed from the network, making it impossible for him to use the computer to turn off defensive systems while Sarah Jane entered their base.

He was now as useless as he felt, just sitting in Sarah Jane's attic while Mr. Smith continued to bounce energy beams off of a mirror into the void within the wall safe. He suspected he was in for a very long boring wait for the girls to return with Luke. Only then did it occur to him that she may not be successful; that he could be waiting in the attic waiting for someone who would not return. It wouldn't be forever, Mr. Smith and the other one had made it clear that the super computer would be unable to seal the black hole on its own. Either way Maria would die without his ever seeing her again. He really couldn't see how the day could be any worse…

He should have known.

"Alan! Maria!"

Her voice carried from across the street, his ex-wife come to check up on them. Even without looking out of a window, he could picture her moving around the house, looking for them, and since he had left 

his car parked out front, there was no chance she would assume they were out. Alan got up and started to make his way downstairs before she finished searching his house and moved across the street to see if they were with Sarah Jane.

He should have guessed she would be coming over. She would insist on coming over to demand that Maria tell her every detail about her field trip. Then as soon as Maria had uttered two words she would interrupt and make sure they all knew how busy her new life was with what's-his-name and what her next escapade was going to be, probably dinner with some American jingle writer.

Alan prepared himself for the tap dance needed to explain why he was across the street and Maria was out. He had several reasons planned, and would likely have to use them all as she seldom actually listened to what anyone else said.

The lights went out. For a moment, Luke Smith found himself in total darkness, still inside the cramped cell that was quickly feeling more like a coffin. He could still hear the unearthly howling and growls from down the brick hallway.

Darkness was short lived as emergency lighting came on. With a childlike innocence, Luke's confidence swelled with the knowledge that his mother was coming to get him.

Sarah Jane Smith met no resistance as she navigated the staircase down into Torchwood 3's hub, at least not until she got to the circular door at the bottom. Uncapping her sonic lipstick, she pointed its red tip at the door. There was no effect.

"The door is Deadlock Sealed, Mistress," said the silver robotic dog waiting by her feet.

"I know, K-9. I figured that out for myself. Can you open it?" she said. A deadlock seal was a method of locking things that was particularly effective against sonic devices. It effectively sealed two items together so tightly that they became a single piece and could not be separated unless one knew the precise frequency needed to unseal it, which one usually didn't.

"Negative, Mistress. Cutting through this door would require more time than is presently available."

"Well, can you at least break the seal then?" she asked.

K-9 answered with just a hint of satisfaction at the solution he had not come up with himself. "Affirmative."

A tiny barrel extended from the robotic dog's nose which emitted a laser beam that was just enough to subtly separate the two pieces of metal. K-9 repeated the process on the door in two more places just for good measure.

"Deadlock seal has been broken, Mistress," the robotic dog said.

"Thank you, K-9," Sarah Jane said while again aiming her sonic lipstick at the round metal door. It took longer than it normally would have, as the sonic waves hit the door causing it to fully break the seal, then slowly the vibrations caused the door to roll back away from the opening.

Captain Jack Harkness crouched down next to the still form of Ianto, and felt for a pulse. Finding one, he let go of the breath he had not realized he had been holding. That they had left Ianto alive spoke volumes about whoever was attacking the rest of his team. He had his revolver in his hand, going down the stairs to confront them now was possible, but he still didn't have all the answers he needed. Besides, it wasn't like they would be able to get past the main security door.

Replacing his revolver back in its holster, he arranged Ianto's still form into a more comfortable looking position. Pulling a key out of his pocket, Jack decided on a course of action and headed back out towards the plaza.

"Oh, my God!" exclaimed Toshiko as she was pointing her handheld sensor at the door.

"What… what is it?" Owen asked.

Tosh forced herself away from memories five years old, and turned to Owen, "She has a sonic modulator."

"Which is…?"

"It's a weapon, and a powerful one," Tosh answered, her experience limited to the single sonic device that she had constructed and then had used upon her.

"Can it get through the door?"

"No, it's sealed tight."

"Are you sure about that, Tosh?" Owen asked as the round door started to slowly move to the side with a creek, a moan and a rattle.

Tosh gave a half hearted smile.

"Okay, fine. You go stand over there, and I'll stay here. We can catch them in a cross fire when they open the door."

"Them?"

"Yes, Tosh, them; as in more than one. If you didn't notice, Ianto is down, and she didn't shoot him. Someone else did."

Luke looked up, realizing he was no longer alone. He noticed the teeth first, shining through the hansom man's smile as he stood in 1940's style clothing on the other side of the door to Luke's cell.

"Hello," Luke said, "Are you here to take me back to my Mum?"

"So, you noticed me," the man said.

"Was I not supposed to?" Luke asked. "You're the man I saw before, just before they brought me here?"

"So that's why they took you, and actually, no you weren't suppose to notice me," Jack pulled a key with a small microchip soldered onto it that was on a chain from around his neck and placed it back in his pocket. "You are a very perceptive young man, it seems. And not bad looking either, in another few years I bet I could make a position for you." Then Jack's voice grew a little more harsh as he asked, "That can't be why they are still holding you. Why?"

"He says I'm an alien, but I'm not! I was made by the Bane, see?" Luke held up his shirt front to show his lack of a navel. "But I'm still human."

"You look familiar, is your name Ashley?" Jack asked, remembering a news report he had seen in the recent past with a young couple looking for their lost child.

"No. The Slitheen called me Ashley when they were trying to trap me. My name is Luke Smith."

"Weren't they a bit thin to be Slitheen, Luke Smith?"

"They were using a new type of skin suit."

Jack opened the cell door and extended his arm to offer a hand shake. "Well, Luke Smith, I'm Captain Jack Harkness. Care to tell me about your Mom?"

Getting the big door to begin moving was the hardest part, the door needed very little help opening up the rest of the way. Two more quick blasts from the sonic lipstick and the inner bar doors flung open as well, and Sarah Jane Smith stepped into the Torchwood Hub with her Sonic Lipstick at the ready.

"Don't move! Stay right where you are!" Owen shouted, but to Sarah Jane he was just a white man with a bandaged hand leveling his gun leveled at her.

A similar shout came from her left as the asian woman, Tosh yelled from behind her gun, "Drop the sonic Device! On the floor, drop it now!"

They were unnerved by the calm the female intruder demonstrated. Sarah Jane glared at the coldly, before simply saying, "K-9."

The small robotic door rolled from behind Sarah Jane's feet, his gun barrel nose extended. "Maximum Defense Mode!" the dog said in a high pitched metallic voice.

Maximum defense mode was more than simply random firing of his nose laser, computerized beings don't do anything random. Each shot of his laser was carefully calculated to disorient and limit the movement of his attackers, as well as to intercept and vaporize any bullets that Owen and Tosh managed to fire off in Sarah Jane's direction. This time it served to both distract and cover Sarah Jane as she ran and ducked behind a desk supporting expensive looking equipment.

The mutual shooting continued for a moment until Owen stopped firing and took a longer moment to look out from behind his cover to survey the Hub and the aggressive mechanical dog.

"Tosh!" he yelled, but got no response. "Tosh!!"

"What?"

"Where did she go?"

"What about the Dog?"

"Forget the Dog! Where did she go?"

Tosh poked her head up higher to look around, not seeing anything, but the robotic dog firing laser blasts up to disorient their "pet" pterodactyl. "I don't see her!"

Owen bit back the string of expletives that immediately came to mind. "Find her!"

"Right," Tosh whispered to herself as she got down on all fours and turned around to find a different vantage point from which to find their human intruder. She did not have to look long, when she turned around she found herself staring directly into the glowing red tip of Sarah Jane's sonic lipstick.

Tosh's reason told her she needed to raise her gun, or rush the intruder before she could use her weapon, but all that was overridden by the sudden flash of memory the last time she had been on the receiving end of such a device. Writhing in pain on the floor unable to reach the ear protectors that could either protect herself or her mother who was sharing the same unbearable agony just a few feet away. She dropped her gun.

Sarah Jane motioned upwards, and together the two women stood, Sarah Jane keeping Tosh in-between herself and Owen's gun.

"Tosh!" Owen called.

"Sorry, Owen," she meekly replied, suddenly unable to fathom why she had been able to allow the intruder to get the drop on her.

"I want my son back," Sarah Jane said simply.

"Not going to happen," Owen replied.

"I do not have a clear shot, Mistress," K-9 said, his entire body pointed in a completely different direction.

Sarah Jane looked up to see her son standing on the upper level, a not unattractive man had a firm grip on Luke's arm. The man's other hand nonchalantly held a service revolver, but to Sarah Jane the threat towards Luke was painfully clear.

"Would you mind calling off your dog?" the man, Captain Jack Harkness, said in a playful sounding manner.

"K-9."

The robotic dog retracted his nose laser while emitting a small electronic growl.

"Thank you," Jack said. "Owen, put away your gun." He released his hand from Luke and turning to go down the stairs put his own gun in its holster.

"But Jack…"

"Owen! Its not an offensive weapon."

Tosh turned again to examine the sonic device in Sarah Jane's hand, unable to believe that she had felt such fear at something that could not harm her. "But, Jack, that other sonic emitter…"

"I told you, you were good." Jack paused to reach down to pet K-9, but the dog backed up out of reach with another growl. Jack grinned. "Is that a Bi-Al Marious Robotic K-9 unit? I use to see them in catalogs when I was a kid, but they didn't quite look like this… This looks more like the prototype sketches."

"He was a gift," she replied, edging back.

"And that? Sonic Screwdriver?"

"Lipstick."

"Does it really…?"

"No. It was another gift."

Jack stood next to her, looking down at her with one of his most award winning smiles. "Well, I guess not everything can do what it says on the tin. Captain Jack Harkness, at your service." He said while extending his hand.

Blushing she shook his hand, "Sarah Jane Smith, journalist." As soon as Luke was close enough she let go of his hand and enveloped the boy in a hug.

"I read your article on the gas explosion at the Deffry Vale School," Jack continued, "The most brilliant work of fiction I ever read. Good work." Jack knew from the witness reports that Sarah Jane was not the only one there for that incident, it had been another time he had narrowly missed meeting back up with the Doctor.

Owen looked from Jack to Sarah Jane and back, "Wait, that was her?"

Jack ignored him, instead he flipped up the flap covering his wrist band and studied the readings it took when he shook her hand. "You have done some traveling, haven't you?"

"Yes, I have."

"With the…"

"With an extraordinary man."

Jack's smile grew slightly rueful, "You must be very special. He doesn't give out gifts often." He sharply turned to Owen and Tosh, "You two, start cleaning this place up. You can tell me all about it when I get back. Call Martha, tell her everything is fine," turning back to Sarah Jane and Luke, "Would you like to take the scenic way out?"

"The street lift?" Luke asked, his face full of excitement.

Jack nodded, stepped up on the lift, and motioned for Luke, Sarah Jane and K-9 to join him. "We are going to have to get close," he cautioned, referring to the small size of the lift.

"Try not to enjoy it too much," Owen said under his breath.

"Oh, Im sorry about your door man," Sarah Jane said as the section of sidewalk they stood on began to rise.

"I checked on him, he will be fine," Jack answered.

Once the lift was safely back at street level, Owen turned to Tosh. "How the hell did he get back down here without us seeing?"

Tosh shrugged, realizing that she last remembered seeing the lift in the up position, and suddenly it was back down when Jack used it. "Well, you know Jack," she said in an attempt to dismiss the question.

"Actually, no, Tosh. I really don't."

Maria Jackson was pacing the plaza nervously, unsure what was going on with Sarah Jane or if she should call her Dad or maybe Lethbridge-Stewart again.

Out of nowhere, she suddenly spotted Luke standing in the street just in front of the fountain. Before she knew it, she was tackling her friend in a hug. Surprised, he had no choice but to move back under the force of her blow. The two of them bumped into two people Maria had not seen before, and even though one of them was Sarah Jane, she felt incredibly embarrassed.

"Sorry. I missed you," Maria meekly said, rapidly backing up a few steps.

The man standing next to Sarah Jane smiled and reached out with a friendly handshake, "Captain Jack Harkness, pleasure to meet you miss?"

"Maria. Maria Jackson," the startled girl stammered.

"Captain!"

"What? I'm just saying 'Hi.'"

"Really, Sarah Jane, I don't mind."

"Now, maybe in a few more years…" Jack started to joke, but a harsh look from Sarah Jane silenced him.

"That's quite enough of that, Captain. Come along, Luke, Maria. We're going. You too, K-9."

"Coming, Mistress."

Ianto found Jack standing in front of the cells. Not in front of their pet Weevil, but in front of an empty cell. "The latest situation reports are ready," he said.

Jack's mind was obviously elsewhere, and he suddenly dragged himself somewhat closer to the present. "This is a dreary place to keep a child," Jack finally said.

"Well, we could have it painted."

"If we contract it out we have that whole secret base thing to deal with, and the risk of retconing the contractors. We could paint it ourselves, but that would take so long, and it is definitely not my idea of fun."

"Well… there are ways… we could make it fun."

Jack's grin returned as he gave his friend and lover another look. "All right. We can start at the bottom and work our way up."

"But… no cheating."

Jack turned with a chuckle and headed towards the stairs, and Ianto sighed. Jack was going to cheat, he always cheats.

End.