He's part of the Ministry of Defense. She's...well, she's Harriet Jones, Prime Minister.
This is wrong, very wrong. This is the sort of thing that topples otherwise unassaultable pillars of government.
But no matter how many times she tells herself that, Harriet Jones can't bring herself to break it off with him, can't stop from seeing Harry Saxon - and far more of him than any of the papers would think the man with a well-coiffed wife would expose.
He'd shown her Torchwood - walked her through all the sights of Canary Warf and the other three stations - and given her the keys to it all. And in return... Oh God.
She mentioned it to him once, this not being seen as it had been put in her childhood: "It's like they don't see us," intending it as a joke.
...And found she was uneasy with the pleased grin he bore. "Oh exactly," Harry Saxon had replied. Too cryptic for her taste.
-- Request: Sarah Jane Smith/Master (any), Sarah Jane Smith/Silurian
Harry Saxon/Harriet Jones
He's part of the Ministry of Defense. She's...well, she's Harriet Jones, Prime Minister.
This is wrong, very wrong. This is the sort of thing that topples otherwise unassaultable pillars of government.
But no matter how many times she tells herself that, Harriet Jones can't bring herself to break it off with him, can't stop from seeing Harry Saxon - and far more of him than any of the papers would think the man with a well-coiffed wife would expose.
He'd shown her Torchwood - walked her through all the sights of Canary Warf and the other three stations - and given her the keys to it all. And in return...
Oh God.
She mentioned it to him once, this not being seen as it had been put in her childhood: "It's like they don't see us," intending it as a joke.
...And found she was uneasy with the pleased grin he bore. "Oh exactly," Harry Saxon had replied. Too cryptic for her taste.
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Request: Sarah Jane Smith/Master (any), Sarah Jane Smith/Silurian