Initium

Part Two

Emma nodded weakly and curled her fingers into his shirt while closing her eyes to focus. She tried to forget her surroundings and just try to breathe slowly. The sharp pain in her lungs reminding her repeatedly of her closing airways. Emma used his heat to ground her while she dug deep for the image of warm eyes and a gentle voice that comforted her as a child to slow her breathing enough to take control.

Emma slowly opened her eyes when she felt a hand cover the one that she had gripping Dean's shirt for dear life.

"You're okay." He murmured, unfurling her fingers to pull her into a warm hug.

Emma blinked, her head spinning at the beginning of her second headache for the day. She frowned when she heard herself wheezing still but at least she could take in a deep enough breath. "Thank you," Emma mumbled, pulling away slightly.

Dean shrugged modestly with a little smile playing on his lips. "You saved me on the last course, it was my turn."

Emma huffed out a short breath but nodded. Her brows furrowed when she looked down to see both their life-vests on the ground. She looked up to find Dean watching her. She seemed to have lost some time.

"You were cold." He said simply.

Emma stayed silent for a moment and just gazed at her newfound friend. "We're gonna get out." She croaked, watching as his small smile became a large grin.

"Yeah, we are."

•☆•

"That leaves Rose and Rodrick. You're going head to head. Let's play The Weakest Link."

"Right," Rodrick spoke up, wiping his whiteboard. "That's the end of tactical voting. You're on your own now."

Rose gulped wiping her own board. She shuffled on her feet and glanced at the door behind her. Knowing that she had no chance to beat him she thought through an escape plan all while hoping that Emma and the Doctor would burst into the room to save her.

•☆•

"Hey, handsome. Good to see you! Any sign of Emma or Rose?" Jack grinned as he jumped down from the grated metal stairs into the Observation Room. The Doctor glanced at the man before turning back to the computer.

"Can't you track them down?" The Doctor asked.

"They must still be inside the games." Jack shook his head, "All the rooms are shielded." He explained.

"If I can just get inside this computer." He grunted, "They've got to be here somewhere."

"Well, you'd better hurry up." Jack sighed, worried for the two women, "These games don't have a happy ending."

"Do you think I don't know that!?" The Doctor snapped, tearing his eyes away from the computer to glare at the man.

Jack's eyebrows shot up at he heat in the Timelord's glare and pulled off his wrist computer to hand to the frightened Timelord. He brushed off the Doctor's tone, knowing his feelings towards the brunette and his care for the blonde. "There you go, patch that in. It's programmed to find them."

The Doctor gladly took the wrist computer, cooling down as he sent Jack a silent apology with a half-smile. "Thanks."

Jack's eyes twinkled in forgiveness before he turned to look Lynda up and down with a smirk. "Hey, there."