"What?" The Doctor stared, his face twisted in anger and confusion, "What?!"
"They're gone, where did they go?" Rory asked, he rubbed his eyes and look around them.
They were still in the rather empty so-called bar at the edge of the universe. It was very quiet.
"But that's not possible!" The Doctor shouted, still glaring at the space McKenzie had disappeared from.
"Doctor," Jack snapped. He grabbed him by the shoulders and shook him to his senses, "That looked like an emergency temporal shift, how can she be able to do that?"
"I don't know!" he snapped, "It shouldn't be possible! It isn't possible!"
"Well, clearly it is, she just did it! And what do you mean you don't know?" Amy snapped, looking between The Doctor and the space where her Doctor had been standing, "She's your daughter isn't she?"
"Not yet she isn't... For us, we didn't even know about her. This is how we found out." He paced up and down and ran his hands through his hair, 'McKenzie...? McKenzie!' he stood still, squished up his face and thought as hard as he could, usually she would just respond, her sweet and somewhat raspy voice would just drift into his head. But it didn't. He started pacing again.
"Argh! I need to think." He snapped, "Stop breathing so loud." He pointed at everyone as he closed his eyes and rubbed his temple. "People can't do that... People shouldn't be able to do that... but she isn't ordinary people. She was an experiment! She was– she is... my daughter... She's our daughter." He calmed a little and stopped pacing. "I don't know what's been done to her or how or even why... But I'm gonna find out." He ran inside his TARDIS.
"What are you going to do?" River asked as she and the others followed him inside.
"Something… Everything. Anything!" He lifted up some of the floor panels and rummaged through the TARDIS chucking things over his shoulder, "A jump like that must have left something behind, kind of residue or a trace around the edges–"
"Of course!" said River, "To do that she would have had to rip a hole in the fabric of time–"
"Exactly!" He turned sharply to face her, making her jump. "Anything I could trace, while it's still open!"
River smiled as she looked deeply into his wild brown eyes, she recognised that her Doctor was still there, but he was different somehow. This time he wasn't looking back.
"I can follow them and get her back!" He turned to the console, "Ha!" he pulled out a small object that looked sort of like a snow globe. He jumped up and ran out of the TARDIS, the others followed him again.
"Well we know he's definitely The Doctor..." said Rory, "Because I didn't understand a word of that."
The Doctor held the globe out in front of the last bit of smoke before it disappeared. He pointed his sonic screwdriver at it and the last of the smoke shimmered inside the globe.
"Right then." He said, running back into the TARDIS, "Let's see if we can find you..." he plugged the globe into the console as everyone ran after him, a little out of breath.
"Temporal shift?! Temporal. Shift!"
McKenzie awoke, startled by the younger Doctor's outburst. He rambled apparently having not noticed her.
"That's not a thing people can do! What kind of people are you? In fact–" He abruptly turned to McKenzie, making her jump, "What kind of people are you?" He examined her closely, pointing his sonic screwdriver at her.
"Oh... That's funny... When he tried to find out who I was he didn't scan me at first... He uh– he just poked me..."
The Doctor eyed the scan absentmindedly, "We'll there was really no need for that, maybe he just likes poking..."
McKenzie went to speak, but then thought better of it.
"Oh no... No I didn't say that, pretend I didn't say that." He waved his hands in front of his face. "But you're from Florran originally, now somehow infused with Time Lord DNA, how did that happen exactly?"
"Well–" she shrugged.
He made a strange face, a mixture of curiosity, slight disgust and what she could only peg as a tiny bit of excitement, "It wasn't when you–?"
"No!" she snapped.
"Yes, of course not... But I am still interested–"
"Um–?" she stared at him, quite shocked.
"In the fact that you're infused with Time Lord DNA... Not that obviously." He slapped himself in the face with his right hand, "No, that would be weird..."
"Uh... Doctor?"
"Yes?" he smiled at her obliviously.
"Where is she?"
"Oh! Yes, her..." he pulled McKenzie along by her wrist.
They had landed in a cobblestone alleyway, it was raining and they were all soaking wet.
Pandora was lying out cold a few feet away from them.
"Is she ok...?" McKenzie knelt at her side.
"She's quite fine, I moved her under cover when I woke up."
"And not me?" she looked up at him.
"Well, no– Uh, I was going to, but you woke up when I got back." He shuffled awkwardly.
"Of course..." she rolled her eyes, "Well, perhaps we should try and work out where we are? I mean we haven't got a TARDIS... So for now, we're stuck here."
"Yes, it would seem that way... Right!" he looked around, "Where are we? Got to be Victorian... It's got that distinct victoriany feel to it... Yorkshire. Has to be. The rain... tastes like... puddings... puddingy rain. Yep it's–"
"London." Said McKenzie.
"What was that?" he turned to her, cocking his head to the side.
"London. Victorian yes, you're right." She put on a cockney accent, "But it has to be London. Can't you smell the smell?"
"Are you sure lass?" He spoke with a Yorkshire accent, "And what might that smell be?"
"Oh you know, the London smell, don't matter what time I come here, it always smells the same."
They laughed together, "You play this game a lot then? Your man must be right chuffed with yo–" he stopped.
"What's wrong?" she stopped using the accent.
"Nothing..."
"No... Something's wrong. Talk to me."
"Nothing's wrong... it's just, you... He– I found you..." he smiled, McKenzie smiled back and they stepped closer together, "You're together and you're happy and look at you!"
McKenzie blushed and looked down at the floor, "You're eyes..." he said placing his hand on her cheek, "They're beautiful."
McKenzie looked back up at him, his eyes almost twinkled. She placed her hand on his and felt a similar rush to the one she had felt the first time her Doctor had taken her hand.
"You really think–"
"Ahem." They heard someone clearing their throat behind them.
McKenzie looked over The Doctor's shoulder to see that a horse and carriage had rolled up at the end of the alleyway, a short lumpy looking bald man was watching them.
"Um Doctor... There's a sort of... potato man... watching us."
"Is there?" The Doctor smiled, turning to see then quickly turning back to McKenzie, "Ooh, it's a Sontaron..."
"The Doctor and his companion will enter the carriage." The Sontaron stated.
"Will they?" asked The Doctor.
"Yes, you will."
"Alright then." The Doctor headed to the carriage.
"Wait, Doctor–" she tried to stop him, placing her hand on his shoulder.
"What's wrong? He clearly knows us, he's been waiting for us, what could possibly go wrong?" He winked at her.
"Alright..." she said apprehensively, "Help me carry her will you?" she pointed to Pandora.
"Right, yes of course."
McKenzie grabbed her shoulders and lifted her up, The Doctor held her legs and they carried Pandora into the carriage, she was still out cold.
"So, Mr Potato Dwarf, where are we going?" asked The Doctor.
"I cannot say sir. And please do not ask any more questions on pain of excruciatingly horrible death."
"I'm sorry what now?" asked McKenzie.
"This is exciting isn't it?" The Doctor smiled, "This has all been planned out! It's like they knew we were going to be here."
"I did sir, this is all on the orders of Ms Murphy and The–" said the Sontaron, flinching like he shouldn't have said that.
"Wait, Murphy?" said McKenzie.
"Ah, I didn't say that, you didn't hear anything. Silence! Puny Time Lords." He snapped.
"How did you know–?"
"No more questions please."
"Oh but this is ridiculous..." she sighed, "Wait a minute... This seems familiar. Wait, oh! I know you! Well, I don't, but you do!" she pointed to The Doctor.
"I do?"
"Well, not you... my you... I kind of have, well, all of his memories. Stored away." She tapped her head, "Up here, little side effect... But I remember something– I just have to find it..." she rummaged through his memories, 'Victorian London, Victorian London... crash landing, t-rex, deep breath, Victorian robots, Victorian Clara, Sweetville, the crimson horror, the great intelligence, the snowmen, pond, paternoster...' as she thought, a feeling swelled in her head, with each door she opened a warmth drifted into her mind. A warmth that grew to become an overwhelming heat, burning in her very soul.
"Paternoster... Paternoster Row!" she exclaimed, rubbing her temple as the heat slowly calmed.
"What about it?" The Doctor asked.
"That's where we're going isn't it? Paternoster Row?" She asked, "Saah...s...s...St...Str...Strax, Strax! That's your name isn't it? Oh, I am on a role!"
"What else do you know...?" The Doctor asked apprehensively.
"Everything–" she looked at him excitedly and then calmed down, "Uh... yeah. I know everything. I try to keep it locked away... Only use it when I have too. But it's difficult. Him being on my mind and all... him... you..." They smiled at each other, "If I think about it too much. It's only a short while before..."
"Before what?" his expression changed
"Before it starts to burn... I'm empathic, so everything he– everything you feel... I feel it too. He's still not sure how because he's said out of everyone he should be the one person I can't read. But I can… and sometimes it gets a bit much, all that emotion, all that pain–"
"And you're ok with all of that...?"
"You wouldn't be you without it." She smiled at him.
Strax cleared his throat again, "We are here." he opened the carriage door and helped carry Pandora into the house they had parked outside.
"Hallo there." a short, dark haired cockney woman met them in the foyer.
"Jenny!" The Doctor said excitedly.
"Alright, Sir?" The Doctor hugged her, "This way please, there's a room made up for her and towels should you need to dry off."
She led them up the large staircase into a small bedroom on the right.
"Sorry, but– Jenny, right?" asked McKenzie.
"That's right, McKenzie."
"How did you know to be there?"
Jenny helped McKenzie place Pandora down on the bed, as she spoke she made things comfortable for her.
"We had a message, from you and The Doctor, last time we saw ya."
"But, I've never met you... How can that be?"
"Oh come now..." a voice echoed from the halls, "Are you telling me that you of all people can't figure it out?"
"Well... I suppose we meet you in our future, which was in your past..." McKenzie shrugged.
"Exactly." A tall green scaled woman came into the room.
"Gosh... You must be Madame Vastra..." McKenzie smiled awkwardly.
"Vastra, oh this is exciting, you two living in a house together with Strax as your butler." Said The Doctor.
"Wait, you mean he doesn't know?" asked Jenny.
"This is very early in his time line..." McKenzie whispered something to Jenny.
"Oh right..."
"Memories are easily rectified." Said Vastra, "But he is fine to know what he needs to, for now..."
"So... who is she?" asked Jenny, pointing to Pandora.
"Well, she's our daughter." said McKenzie, "I mean... me and my him... not him, him"
"Oh, congratulations!" Jenny smiled.
"What did I tell you?" McKenzie asked, "When I was here before?"
"You told us when and where to be... and to have a bed made up and ready." said Vastra, "Nothing more, nothing less. We don't know any more than what you know about what's to come."
"Which is next to nothing..."
"Exactly." Vastra smiled.