[Role Play] handysparehand, Parallel Earth

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Sarah had to admit: Brittany, France was a change of scenery for them. The seaside town she and John had found themselves sent to was awfully quiet compared to the hustle and bustle of London. It was, in fact, a little too quiet for Sarah Evans' taste. A little too slow. Certainly not the holiday she would have chosen.

But, then again, they weren't exactly here on holiday, were they? It was something much more than that. Rumors of mermaids and sea monsters from off the coast. Something, it seemed, that Torchwood and the French government both wanted to hide.

Which meant, of course, that Mr Chapman wanted to know everything.

So here she was, groaning as the early morning sun trickled in through the window of the inn room they were sharing. The alarm clock by the bed was going off loudly. Only 4:00 a.m. but screaming at the pair to awake.

Bloody fish and their bloody dawn feedings.

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By the time Sarah was able to calm down to a degree of reasonableness, there are tears streaming down her face. She wiped at them, stifling a few extra giggles as she gasped for breath.

"Oh, someday Torchwood will invent waterproof paper and I'll be able to take all the notes I want. This stuff is going to look brilliant on the front page!"

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"Brilliant?!?" he nearly screamed, pushing the mermaid away. "Front page?!?"

The mermaid, clung on to his hips, burying her head in his laps.

"No, no, no! Just stop it," he said trying to pull her off.

"Me. Girlfriend. You." she smiled sweetly up at him.

"No!" he looked at Sarah Jane. "You are not writing about this. No way. Don't even think about it!"

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"Oh, yes. This is so very much front page material. And all I need is for you to ask your girlfriend-"

Look, John, all jealousy was now gone! She laughed and gestured somewhere towards shore.

"-to pose for a photograph. Maybe of this blowjob position you two seem to have found yourself in." She smiled brightly at him. "'Reporter finds self in compromising position. Exclusive to follow!'"

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He seethed to himself, as he desperately tried to pry the mermaid away.

"Get off," he pleaded, as he looked up at Sarah.

"I so hate you," he said glaring at Sarah.

"I'm not," he said to the mermaid with a pleading tone as she looked up at him with a smile, "I'm not your boyfriend."

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"No you don't," she responds happily as the mermaid continues to climb up the rock towards him. "You don't at all, because if you did, you'd be homeless again."

Sarah pulled her knees up to her chest and looked at the mermaid. There was something missing. Some bit of information she needed for the article already developing in her head.

"Do you have a name?"

"Name?" she echoed. Her hand rested on John's cheek as she looked at Sarah quickly. "Bubbles."

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"I swear Sarah," he said peeling the mermaid away, and sitting behind Sarah using her as a human shield, "I swear if you write something about me and Bubbles over there, I will do something very bad to you in your sleep."

"I think that's extortion, by the way," he said, finally processing her first few words, "using a man's lack of home against him."

He continued to adjust himself as the mermaid approached, shifting his body behind Sarah's to block the mermaid.

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Sarah nearly jumped when the mermaid dove back into the water to swim around to her side of the rock. Bubbles began to climb out again, giggling and reaching for John.

"Oh! Oh no! I am not going to be your shield, John," she stated firmly, moving out of the mermaid's way. "This is your problem. Completely and utterly your fault that you're so cute."

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He felt the mermaid move into his lap, as Sarah moved herself away from the line of fire.

"Great help you are. Glad to know I can count on you having my back!"

The mermaid was leaning against him now, their noses touching as she traced his lips and moved on for a kiss.

"Oh no you don't Fish Girl!" he said, twisting his face to the side. The mermaid, found his neck instead and began nuzzling.

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It was really hard not to start laughing again. Sarah pulled John's jacket tighter around her body as she shuddered with giggles.

But quickly enough, a conscience and a sense of jealousy crept up.

"Oh," she sighed. "Oi, Bubbles. He is taken, you know."

The mermaid's eyes widened. "No!"

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"I'm glad one of us finds this funny!" he said to Sarah, while trying to shove the mermaid off.

Every time he managed to get her off, she would just bounce right back.

"Yes!" he said back to the mermaid. Seeing the hurt look in her eyes, he felt guilty immediately.

"I'm sorry," he said, more gently this time, "but I - I can't. It just wouldn't be fair to you. I can't live in the water. Can't expect you to live on land. Doomed from the start. It was lovely meeting you though, and if things were a bit different, maybe. But right now, the answer is no. I'm so sorry."

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"Not to mention you have a girlfriend," Sarah muttered under her breath. He sounded far too sincere for his own good. "Sorry, Bubbles. You'll have to find your own Prince Eric."

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The mermaid leaned in to give him a kiss. It tasted fishy.

She shot Sarah a look, before jumping back into the water and swimming off. On the horizon he could see what looked like three or four more mermaids.

He waited until they were all out of sight to wipe his mouth.

He made a face, as he wiped his tongue, trying to get the taste out of his mouth.

"You were so helpful today," he said, trying to decide which part of the rocks would be the best to jump off of and the closest to land.

"That whole front page business, you were joking, weren't you?" he asks, looking at her with concern.

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Sarah laughed as he wiped his mouth, nudging his arm playfully. "Don't you dare expect a kiss until you have a breath mint."

Another giggle or two and Sarah began to help him in the quest for the quickest way back to shore. She really had no desire to do such a long swim again.

"Perhaps," she muttered, carefully trying to rise to her feet. "It depends what Mr Chapman wants."