Past Meets Future

by LizzeXX

11/OC -Time Lady- The Doctor and his Link, Evy, find themselves on the adventure of a lifetime with both their son, LJ, his future self, the Captain, and his own Link, Clara, the Time Lady. With the threat of Zygons and the Moment looming, what will the Time Lords do? What will happen when it's not just the 10th Doctor they meet, but Rose Tyler as well? Seventh in the Lunar Cycle.

1. The Day of the Time Lords Part 1

A/N: Hello! Welcome to the seventh story in my Lunar Cycle, involving my OC/Time Lady Evelyn 'Evy' Daniels (AKA Luna). Evy is the Link of the Doctor, a woman compatible to him in every way through any regeneration as he is her Link as well. This will be a revision of the 50th Anniversary and so, the first stories in this series (The Hidden Lady of Time, Alone No Longer, Together At Last, Linked Through Time, the Beginning of a Family, and A Trio of Time Lords) should be read before this one to fully understand who Evy is, her special talents, and her relationship with the Doctor (exactly what Linking is/Links are) along with who a special little guy named LJ/J is and his own relationship with Clara Oswald.

A description of Evy...she's a Time Lady currently on her 11th body. She is slightly short (about 5'5"), blonde, wearing her hair in a high ponytail with one strand that tends to fall out of it. She has hazel eyes and a button nose. She tends to wear 'western' style outfits, namely a pair of pants tucked into knee high boots, a tank top, and a jacket over it. She was also given a 'holster' belt by the Doctor as a Christmas present to keep her very own sonic in, completing the look. I picture her as looking similar to Emilie de Ravin.

This story will also feature another OC character, Little Jonathan Ianto Smith, or LJ, the son of the Doctor and Evy. Also known as the Time Lord Sigma...or, when his older self appears, J. Though his title is also the Captain (after his favorite uncle) ;) LJ is a toddler at this point, with brown hair, blue eyes, a tiny button nose, and, of course, the Doctor's sense of adventure :) However, his older self, I picture to look something like James McAvoy ;)

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'italics' telepathic communication

This story will be updated daily and be posted in only 2 chapters, so tomorrow will be the last day! O.O The chapters will also follow mostly the Doctor/Evy's (Thuna's) POV but include some scenes where the Doctor or Evy are mentioned/talked about unless it has to be missing for impact/surprise ;)

Disclaimer: I do not own Doctor Who...or Clara would be Time Lady :)

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The Day of the Time Lords (Part 1)

Clara smiled as she stood in a classroom of Coal Hill Secondary School, writing on the board as she taught a class, "'Waste no more time arguing about what a good man should be," she smiled, thinking of two VERY good men and one rather remarkable woman, "Be one.' Marcus Aurelius," she glanced back when the bell went off to see the class nearly running for the doors. She laughed at that, she could remember when she had been a child and the last bell of the day rang, how eager she'd been to get home to her mother and later her father.

She glanced back again from erasing the board when she heard the sound of footsteps running towards her instead of for the doors and saw one of the other teachers, a young man that had, well, tried to flirt with her awkwardly a few times, rush up to her. It was weird, she was normally such a flirty person but it just didn't hold the same appeal, there was only ONE person she wanted to flirt with anymore, there was really only one person who could make her blush and feel warm and giddy when he flirted back, "Have you been running?" she asked him, seeing him panting, he wasn't the most…athletic man.

"Are you ok?" he asked her instead, "There was a call for you at the office, from your doctor."

Clara smiled, "Did he leave an address?"

"Um, no," the man shook his head, "Just said there was a surprise for you outside…but I don't…"

He didn't even get to finish as Clara grinned widely at that, just KNOWING what it had to be, before she grabbed her black jacket and rushed out of the room, the poor man following her, so confused. She ran out of the doors of the school, stopping on the top steps as she beamed at the sight before her.

There, sitting against a red motorbike…was J, the Captain, the son of the Doctor and Evy all grown up, just grinning widely as he saw her, the softest look in his eyes as they caught her own. He looked so...dashing just leaning against that bike, a black jacket on over his blue jumper, one she'd bought for him on an outing that really brought out his eyes, and in plain black pants. She let out a happy squeal and ran down the stairs, half launching herself into his arms as he stood off the bike, hugging him tightly as he spun her around with a laugh.

"I take it you missed me then?" he grinned at her.

"What do you think?" she countered, before pulling him down by the lapels of his own black jacket to kiss him soundly, completely forgetting that the young teacher had followed her out and was currently gaping at her in shock. She always seemed so reserved…well, that explained why she kept politely turning down his advances.

"Oh yeah," J nodded as he pulled away, looking at her dazedly, "You missed me."

"And what about you?" Clara poked him, "Miss me?"

"More than you know," he whispered, reaching up to touch her face gently.

It was a sort of…transition moment for Clara, the reason why she wasn't currently travelling with him nonstop in his own TARDIS. She'd gone from watching over the Maitland children 24/7 to nothing really, once they'd found a new nanny. She hadn't quite ever had nothing to do like that and had asked if he might be ok if she took up teaching. It was like a progression really, to get her used to having actual time. This way, she was still around children, but she wasn't responsible for them for 24 hours straight, she only spent about 8 hours with them a day…and then she'd spend the rest with J. The weekends were theirs, the summer would be theirs, and she'd slowly get used to being with him more and more. It was FAR more time than they'd had together when she'd been a nanny, but it still gave her a connection to her human past, to teach and be around children and on Earth, even if it was for only 8 hours a day. And then there was also his parents, she still kept up her Wednesday travels with them, every Wednesday going off on an adventure with them and J's baby-self, LJ. To have the Doctor contact her at school and for J to be there, she knew it was an adventure they'd ALL be going on and those were rare because of how LJ and J were the same person, they had to be remarkably careful about what they said, did, how they acted, around the little boy.

J had been so wonderful in accepting her request to teach though, he really was exactly like his mother in that regard, understanding and considerate to how she felt. He'd just said that all he wanted was for her to be happy and if she was happy teaching and spending time on Earth a little while than in the TARDIS, who was he to argue. She'd kissed him quite a bit for that. She knew that Time Lords could be…rather possessive of their Links, she felt it infinitely so with J, but to know that he was doing it for her, that her happiness meant so much to him…she loved that about him.

She loved him.

And she was so glad she'd finally told him, well, more like it had slipped out after a particularly dangerous adventure and she'd been rather cross with him at the time and it sort of got all blurted out when he'd tried to apologize, but…she'd said it, and she meant it, and he'd said it back.

Best day ever.

"Ready to go?" J asked, holding out a small red helmet for her, "Mum and dad have A LOT planned for today."

"Really?" she gave him a look as she took the helmet, "What's so special about today?"

J looked back at her as she got on the motorbike, "Really Clar?"

"Oh, shut it Cap'n," she nudged him before winding her arms around his waist, resting her chin on his shoulder, "What is it though?"

He turned his head to smile at her, "It's your birthday Clar."

She blinked, "Oh my god it is!" she realized, she'd completely forgotten!

J just laughed and gave her startled face a kiss on the cheek before he revved the bike and they took off, Clara letting out a squeak as they moved before laughing and squeezing his middle, enjoying the ride through the town, until they reached a side road in the country. J sounded the small horn on the bike and the doors to the blue police telephone box that was sitting there popped open, allowing them to drive right in.

"Hello, hello!" J cheered as he took off his helmet, looking over at his parents sitting off to the side.

The Doctor was sitting with LJ on his lap, a book on Advanced Quantum Mechanics open before him as he read aloud to his son, Evy making her way up the stairs from underneath the console and wiping her hands on a rag.

She shook her head, "Door," she nodded, pointing at it.

J rolled his eyes, "I've got this Cap'n," Clara winked, snapping her fingers as the door shut.

'Finally!' they heard the TARDIS grumble, 'SOMEONE has manners!'

"Clara!" LJ cheered as he scrambled off of the Doctor's lap and waddled his way over to her.

Clara laughed and hopped off the bike, scooping the adorable toddler into her arms and tickling him as J shook his head, watching his younger self get all the attention.

"How's my special boy?" Clara grinned at LJ.

"Happy!" he threw his arms up.

"Oh are you?"

"He's in your arms Clar," J winked at her, "Only place he needs to be to be that."

Clara sent him a soft look for that, her and J had been trying to…tone down their relationship around LJ. J hadn't really thought much of a need to do that as he felt that his younger self already loved her, what was the point in hiding that his older self did as well. But she had been more insistent that, given how much he had tried to keep away from her when he'd been older, that she didn't want to influence LJ to like her more when he grew up. The brief meetings they'd had before she'd become a Time Lady once more had defined their relationship and she wouldn't give them up for the world, which had made him smile and relent.

And, in a way, it was just like how his mother had refused to tell the Doctor she was a Time Lady too, she hadn't wanted to influence his feelings for her. And speaking of that similarity to his mother, Clara still wore the Perception Filter she'd made for her. The ring of her mother's was still on her finger and still set to a low setting so LJ wouldn't Link to her now that she was a Time Lady again.

HE didn't particularly like that, because he did get very veryvague sensations that contradicted the Link he himself felt with Clara, but he understood it was necessary for the time being, that Clara would have to wear it around his younger self until such time as she left the TARDIS and came to stay with him permanently.

"So, where are we going?" Clara asked, looking at them eagerly.

"Fancy a week in ancient Mesopotamia followed by future Mars?" the Doctor asked as he closed the book, looking back at her.

"Will there be cocktails?"

"Only on the Moon," Evy countered, "And only after someone," she took LJ into her arms even as the boy pouted and crossed his arms at having been removed from Clara's, "Goes to bed."

"Bad!" LJ huffed at the notion of bedtime.

Clara laughed though and ruffled his hair, "The Moon'll do."

"Oi," J pouted this time, "How come HE gets a hair ruffle?"

Clara looked at Evy who could only shake her head as though to tell her this was something she should expect a great deal of in the future. Both men, the Doctor and J, were so alike it was frightening, and the Doctor always pouted when someone else got a hug or a kiss or even a high-five from her.

Clara rolled her eyes with a smile and made her way over to J, "Because," she told the man quietly so LJ wouldn't hear, "When I ruffle YOUR hair there's always a decidedly clear reaction to it."

"No there isn't," he argued, straightening, though he sounded for all the world as though he were trying to be TOO innocent about it, "I have no feelings towards the hair ruffle at all."

"Oh really?" Clara challenged before reaching out and ruffling his hair…making him groan, "Ha!" she pointed at him, "I win."

"You cheated!" J countered.

"They always do," the Doctor laughed, getting up to join Evy by the console, winding his arm around her waist, "They're women," he whispered to J as though imparting a secret.

"Oi!" Evy reached over and slapped him on the back of the head, making LJ giggle, "We don't cheat. We merely…use our womanly wiles to our advantage," she winked at him.

"Your womanly wiles eh?" the Doctor started to smile, "You know, I'm starting to think it's a myth, womanly wiles, I've not seen a thing like them and…"

"Doctor," Evy cut in.

"Yes dear?"

"You're not fooling anyone," she laughed, seeing him pout at how he'd been trying to get her to show him some of her wiles.

She grinned though and leaned in, about to give him a peck for his pout, LJ covering his eyes at the sight, when the entire TARDIS shook, sending them crashing around, the Doctor immediately reaching out to steady Evy who still had LJ in her arms, while J did the same for Clara. The Time Lords looked at each other, before springing into action. Evy ran over to a small bouncing chair, setting LJ up in it to keep him safe from the natural bumps of the trip, before the four of them ran to the console and got to work, trying to see what was wrong, LJ thinking Clara's newfound ability to pilot came from secret lessons his parents must have been giving her…

Or his mother had been giving her.

His father, since the TARDIS and the Universe were still in one piece, clearly had NOT been the one imparting those lessons on her. He had no idea it was really his older self that had helped remind and refresh her knowledge of TARDISes. He still had no idea Clara was even a Time Lady again.

"What's happening?" Clara asked them, still a bit new to piloting TARDISes and TARDIS things in general.

She'd found that the simpler things about her life on Gallifrey were the easiest to remember, the smaller things. Colors, names, simple devices, foods, all those she had been able to recall with ease, and help from J. But the larger and more complex things, like everything there was to know about aliens, or TARDISes, or space/time, she still needed some help with. It was slowly becoming more familiar to her, but she knew it would be a while yet before she really got the hang of things.

"Whoa, whoa," the Doctor struggled to keep his footing, "We're taking off!"

"But the engines aren't going!" J shouted.

"No," Evy rolled her eyes at the men, "The lack of the funny wheezing should have been a clue," she remarked.

"Hold on!" Clara pushed herself away from the console and ran to the doors, opening them to let in the sound of a chopper above them, "We've been airlifted."

"What?!" the Doctor rushed over to join her as J and Evy tried to get the TARDIS to disappear, "Oh fantastic," the Doctor grumbled, before turning to lean out he door and pull the phone out from behind the instructions panel.

"It's UNIT!" Evy called to him, seeing it on the monitor.

"Right," he nodded, calling the only member of UNIT he could think of.

"Hello?" a young girl answered, "Kate Stewart's phone."

"This is the Doctor," he cut in, not even bothering to be polite when his TARDIS was being moved without his consent, "Put Kate on. Now."

"Oh!" the girl gasped, "H-hold on," he could hear a wheezing from the girl as she ran off, "Excuse me. Ma'am. Ma'am!"

"The ravens are looking a bit sluggish," he heard Kate speak as he rolled his eyes, "Tell Malcolm they need new batteries."

"It's him. Sorry, it's your personal phone, but, well, I recognized the ringtone. It's him, isn't it?"

"Inhaler," Kate instructed as the young girl made a gasping noise, clearly using said inhaler, as Kate picked up, "Doctor? Hello. We found the TARDIS in a field. I'm having it brought in."

"No kidding," he muttered.

"Where are you?" all he did was hold up the phone as they drifted over the Thames, letting her hear the noise of the chopper's wings above them, "Oh, my god! Oh, Doctor, I'm so sorry. We had no idea you were still in there. Come on!"

"Whoa!" the Doctor cried out as the chopper suddenly turned, knocking him clear out the door.

"Doctor!" Clara gasped, managing to catch his feet.

"Dad!" J ran over to help, "Clar, hold on…" he knelt beside her, holding onto his father's one leg as Clara held the other, the Doctor just dangling there as Evy shook he head, trying to get the TARDIS to at least stabilize so that he wouldn't fall completely out. Though she had to send a small smile at LJ as the toddler clapped his hands excitedly for the thrill of it all.

"Doctor, can you hear me?" Kate shouted over the phone as it swung beside the Doctor, "I don't think he can hear me."

He grunted and grabbed the phone, "Next time, would it kill you to knock?!"

"And you say dad's rude, mum," J laughed back at Evy.

"I'm having you taken directly to the scene," Kate told him, "Doctor, hello, are you ok?"

"Whoa!" the Doctor slid a bit more out of their hold, "I'm just going to pop you on hold…" his call was cut off when he fell out of the box, twisting to grab the base of it, small slots on the bottom that the was able to hang from as the TARDIS was dropped down near the National Gallery.

"Doctor?" Kate shouted up at them.

"Come on kids," Evy called, gesturing J and Clara over, "He's fine, but I need you to help me hover the TARDIS for when we land."

J and Clara ran over, getting the TARDIS working just as the helicopter let go, clearly not knowing the Doctor was hanging from below it. But they were just in time, the box hovering in the air enough for him to let go and hop down to the ground, ducking out from under the base of the box before they set her down.

"Attention!" one of the UNIT soldiers shouted as all those who had gathered around saluted the Doctor…only for him to do so as well.

"Why am I saluting?" he asked, his hand still to his forehead.

"Because you're an idiot," Evy countered, moving behind him, dealing him a small slap on the back of the head in the process as she joined him at his side, LJ in her arms, "And a rather terrible example for your son," she bobbed the toddler as he started babbling excitedly about TARDIS surfing and things.

"I don't know why you worry so much," the Doctor remarked, putting an arm around Evy's shoulders, "He clearly doesn't end up being so bad, look at him," he grinned as J stepped over with Clara, her arm linked through his.

"Don't listen to him Evy," Clara whispered, as the Doctor took LJ to listen to his son's excited plans, "Just last week the Cap'n decided to attach his TARDIS to a school of flying sharks and transform it into a sleigh," she shook her head, "I don't know where he gets these ideas from."

Evy blinked, "His father," was all she said before she turned to Kate as she walked up to them.

"Doctor, Evy, as Chief Scientific Officer, may I extend the official apologies of UNIT…" she began.

But Evy just put her hands on her hips, "Kate Lethbridge-Stewart," she spoke, Kate wincing at the motherly tone she took, the chastising tone, "Did your father teach you no manners?"

"Yes, a word to the wise Kate," the Doctor agreed, "As I'm sure your father would have told you, I don't like being picked up."

"Excuse me?" Evy lifted an eyebrow at him.

"I love you?" he offered her.

Evy rolled her eyes but gave him a peck.

"Ick," LJ grumbled.

Kate smiled, "Hello LJ," she greeted the baby, "Clara," and then the last member of their group, the Doctor moving to introduce their son when Kate continued, "Captain Smith," she winked.

"Katie," J grinned back.

Clara blinked at him, "Katie?" she crossed her arms and lifted an eyebrow at him in a startling impersonation of Evy.

"Kate Stewart," J introduced, sending Clara a reassuring smile, "Riv and I helped her out a bit when some Sontarans got a bit rowdy…"

"Oh," Clara nodded, "Hello," she smiled, having assumed the woman knew who she was because she was the current companion if she knew LJ and J.

"I'm acting on instructions direct from the throne," Kate called over the sound of the chopper as it took off, "Sealed orders from her Majesty, Queen Elizabeth the First," she nodded at a young girl beside her, wearing a multi-colored scarf and thick black glasses, who pulled a sealed envelope from her pocket.

"The Queen?" Clara stared at them, looking from J to his parents, "The First? Sorry, Elizabeth the First?"

"Oh she's lovely Clar," J grinned, a sort of secretive smile on his face, "I should take you to meet her one day."

"Lovely?!" the Doctor stared at him, "She tried to have me beheaded. Like half her family has!"

"Because you're rubbish at charming women dear," Evy patted his arm, "You're no Casanova," she smirked.

"You promised never to speak of him!" he pointed at her accusingly.

"Um, dad?" J cut in with an amused look, Clara watching them already curious as to that whole story, "The letter?"

The Doctor looked over and took the letter, eyeing the 'My Dearest Doctor' that was inscribed on the front, "Her credentials are inside," Kate added. He glanced at her before moving to break the seal, when Kate put her hand out to stop him, "No," she gestured back to the National Gallery, "Inside."

"Right," he nodded.

Evy grinned as she passed the young girl staring at the four of them in shock, "Love your scarf," she winked, making the girl gasp and put a hand to it as they passed, heading into the Gallery.

"Attention!" the guards saluted as they passed.

"Oh don't salute," J grumbled, grimacing as Clara laughed and hugged his arm, making him smile. He glanced over at his baby-self to see that the boy couldn't see him and quickly gave Clara a peck, making her beam.

She knew that she and J had to be careful around LJ, with what they revealed about how close they were, but…she loved it so much when he found little ways to show her he cared, that he loved her. She was infinitely thankful for the mental connection they had, he said such sweet things to her when no one else could hear, not that he didn't always say the sweetest things aloud. It was actually a bit flustering and embarrassing at times, the things he'd say about her around other people. She always flushed but that always seemed to be his endgame. According to him, she looked like a vision in red. So she always tried to incorporate it into her outfit whenever she saw him, like her red skirt at the moment.

"So," Clara began as she followed them into the Gallery, "Did you know her, Elizabeth the First?"

"Unified Intelligence Task Force," the Doctor muttered instead, still bitter about the Casanova remark.

"Sorry?"

"This lot. UNIT. They investigate alien stuff. Love anything alien."

"What, like…us?" Clara whispered so LJ wouldn't hear, she was still trying to get used to that, to not being quite human any longer. The more time she spent with J, the less human and more Time Lord she felt. It was odd…she felt like she should be more alarmed that she was feeling less human, but…the Time Lord quality, it was more like an old familiarity she was happy to get back to.

"Dad works for them," J added.

"What?" Clara looked between him and the Doctor, "You have a job?"

"He has a job," Evy nodded, placing LJ on the ground but taking the boy's hand as he walked beside her, "Be afraid Clara, be very, very afraid."

"Oi!" the Doctor pouted, "I'm not that bad!"

Evy laughed, "You keep telling yourself that dear," she patted his cheek.

"Does he really have a job?" Clara asked J.

"Why shouldn't I have a job?" the Doctor cut in, "I'd be brilliant at having a job."

"You don't have a job," Clara shook her head.

"I do. This is my job. I'm doing it now."

"You never have a job."

"I do. I do!"

"Well he does have quite a few," Evy remarked, "Father, Link, the Doctor, among others…"

"That's not a job that's a responsibility," Clara countered.

"So what do you call me looking after him?" Evy smiled, nodding at the Doctor.

"A job," she said firmly, "A full-time, maddening, terrifying job."

"Oi!" the Doctor pouted.

Evy laughed and gave him a peck, LJ rushing off past her to a large painting that was covered in a cloth, tugging on it, excited to see what might be behind it, "The best job in the world though," she murmured, "Because I get to spend it with you."

"Oh, well, then," he nodded, "Then perhaps you deserve a raise," he grinned suggestively before leaning in to kiss her deeply.

"Oh dad, really?" J grimaced at them, "I don't need to see my parents doing that!"

Clara laughed and shook her head at them, before looking over at LJ as the boy managed to tug the cloth down…and right on top of him, "Oh LJ," she moved over to him, helping get the cloth off him…only to stop short, her eyes wide as she saw the image before her, "Oh my god…" she backed up, LJ in her arms as she stared, "J…" she reached out to touch his arm blindly, only to glance over and see he had his hands pressed over his eyes to avoid seeing his parents snogging before him, "J!" she whacked him on the chest, making him look over.

"Oh…" J stared as well, "Um…dad…mum?"

"What?" the Doctor looked over, only for him and Evy to freeze as well, all four Time Lords, and one Time Toddler, staring at the painting before them in shock and horror, all of them recognizing the place, the scene that was taking place even though only three of them had actually been there.

"Oh my god…" Evy mimicked Clara.

The painting was of a citadel of some sort, encased in a mighty glass dome that was shattered on the top, fires raging everywhere, clearly under attack and about to fall.

"Elizabeth's credentials," Kate swallowed, seeing their reactions.

"That's Arcadia," J breathed.

"But…" Clara shook her head, blinking at it, "But that's not possible."

"No more," the Doctor murmured, staring at the painting, a distant look in his eyes as though he were recalling something worlds away.

"That's the title," Kate agreed.

"I know the title."

"It's also…Gallifrey Falls, isn't it?" she glanced at Kate who nodded.

"This painting doesn't belong here, not in this time or place," the Doctor stated.

"Obviously," both Clara and Evy muttered.

"But how can it be the fall of Arcadia?" J looked at his parents, he knew all about Gallifrey's second city even if he had never been there. He…he'd seen it in his parents memories, he'd…seen it in Clara's as well.

Clara reached out and took J's hand, seeing that...she could imagine it, being there in the middle of that battle. She'd seen the Doctor, she…she HAD seen that one Doctor now that she thought about it, that man from the time tunnel, she'd SEEN him. He'd been trying to set up some sort of box, in the middle of it all, some sort of weapon and a Dalek had approached. She'd jumped in the way and he'd…she knew now, he'd looked back and seen her, before gathering up the box and rushing off, needing to get farther away.

"Popping," LJ pointed, moving up to the painting and touching it, "Not popping?" he frowned at the glass, as though confused as to why he couldn't touch the image.

"Yeah," Clara nodded, "An oil painting in 3D…"

"Time Lord art," Evy murmured, "It's bigger on the inside. Like…a moment in history that's just been frozen forever."

"Elizabeth told us where to find it, and its significance," Kate added.

J looked down, seeing tears forming in Clara's eyes, "You ok?" he whispered, quickly kissing her hand as his baby-self tried to touch the picture more.

"I just…" she swallowed, "That was my first death…"

He nodded, understanding her hesitation at that, she'd been a Time Lady for most of her life, her longest echo life actually, the reason she was a Time Lady now. That had been, in the grand scheme of her ultimate timeline, her first death ever. And it had been in the middle of the most terrible war out there. He knew she had lived and died hundreds of times, all to save him and his parents, but…they'd never had to encounter a reminder of it before. They hadn't gone to the Dalek Asylum, they steered clear of Victorian London, and he refused to let her set foot on Trenzalore again, so this…this was the first confrontation of a past life and death she was being faced with.

"He was there," the Doctor breathed.

"Who was?" Clara shook her head, looking over at them.

Evy reached out and took the Doctor's hand, speaking for him as she knew he hated to remember this part, "Him, the…the one who fought during the war," she looked at Clara, "The one you saw in the time tunnel that you didn't recognize, that was HIM."

J nodded, "The one who broke the promise."

The Doctor sighed, rubbing his face, "I've had many faces, many lives. I don't admit to all of them. There's one life I've tried very hard to forget…" he looked down as LJ ran back over to him, tugging on his pant. He smiled and picked the boy up, "For some very good reasons," he kissed LJ's head, looking at Evy softly, "That Doctor…" he glanced at the painting, "That was the day he did it. The day I did it. The day he killed them all."

"The very last day of the Time War," Evy breathed.

They all stood there, looking at the painting, at the reminder of what it was. The greatest War the Universe had ever been forced to endure, the war to end all wars, between their people and the Daleks. That battle…that battle had been the last straw for a man with more blood on his hands than any other, when he had looked back to see a young girl with brown hair, barely a few centuries old, fallen in battle. It would be the birth of a man who would commit a crime that would silence the universe.

The Doctor closed his eyes as Evy rested her forehead to his shoulder, that man…was the Doctor himself.

~8~

The Time Lord High Command walked through the halls of Arcadia's citadel, heading for the war room, having received word that the Doctor had appeared in the middle of the battle, stolen a soldier's gun, and left a message for Daleks and Time Lords alike, "The High Council is in emergency session," a young man, Androgar, reported as he followed his commander down the halls, "They have plans of their own."

"To hell with the High Council," the general spat as they entered the room, "Their plans have already failed. Gallifrey's still in the line of fire. So, he was there then?"

"He left a message," Androgar brought up a hologram of the words the Doctor had fired at he wall with a gun, 'No More,' "A written warning for the Daleks. He's a fool."

"No, he's a madman," the man rubbed his head, "And the Master has run…" he muttered.

Oh he wouldn't put it past the man to have escaped the bombing his platoon had suffered. They'd received word from a shuttle base nearby that a shuttle had been stolen, the visual records indicating it was the Master himself, fleeing. The coward. His sister had been recalled from battle, sent to sit on the Council as a result, the entirety of the council determining it was best to keep the family under the guise that he'd died. It was a last repayment to the patriarch of the family line, who had served for a time as President before honorably handing it over to Romana. It was the last bit of honor they could afford the family than to make it known that their heir had fled like a coward.

"As you can see, sir, all Dalek fleets surrounding the planet now converging on the capital, but the Sky Trenches are holding…" no sooner had he spoken did the room shake as a blast hit them, indicating the trenches wouldn't hold for long.

"Where did he go next?"

"What does it matter? This is their biggest ever attack, sir. They're throwing everything at us!"

"Sir, we have a security breach to the Time Vaults!" a young Time Lady ran in, frantic.

The general ran to the side, to a monitor, flicking it on to see a hologram of the vaults appear, of the area that the breach sounded in, "The Omega Arsenal, where all the forbidden weapons are locked away!"

"They're not forbidden anymore," Androgar scoffed, "We've used them all against the Daleks."

The general shook his head, "No. No we haven't," before he turned and stormed out of the room, Androgar rushing to keep up with him as he made his way down to the Vaults, to the Omega Arsenal at the bottom most level of the citadel itself. He strode up to a plinth, reaching out to put a hand on its empty top, "The Moment is gone," he breathed, horrified.

"I don't understand. What is the Moment? I've never heard of it."

"The galaxy eater," he bowed his head, realizing what had happened, what would be coming for them all, "The final work of the ancients of Gallifrey. A weapon so powerful, the operating system became sentient. According to legend, it developed a conscience."

"And we've never used it?!" it could have ended the war!

"How do you use a weapon of ultimate mass destruction when it can stand in judgment on you? There is only one man who would even try," he shook his head, "And only one man who would be able to seize it, to gain access to the Vaults," he turned to the young Time Lady who had joined them, "Show me the security footage," he demanded, looking at a hologram that began to play.

There was an old man, weary and worn, with a long beard, rushing through the halls, looking around but not stopping in his stride. They watched as he reached that very room and flashed a card across the scanners, gaining far too easy access, but that was to be expected of the former President of Gallifrey. They watched as he ran to the plinth, taking the device, a box with clockwork patterns on it, before he rushed out, the alarms unsounding.

"Is that…President…" Androgar began.

"No," the general cut in, "He is no longer president," he reminded the boy, "He is merely the Patriarch of the Sol family once more."

"But what's he doing?!" Androgar stared in horror as the man stopped at the entrance to the Vaults, another man, an older man, the Doctor, waiting there. There was no audio, they had not a clue what was being said, but the man passed the Moment over to the Doctor, who nodded and ran out. The image sped up, of the former President hacking into a communicator, a hologram of the man's wife appearing on the screen as they spoke, the woman starting to sob, before he rushed out, tripping the alarms in the process of his frantic escape.

"Sealing our fate," the general replied, grim.

~8~

On a desert planet, the Warrior, as he refused to be called 'The Doctor' any longer, made his way through the deep sands, leaving the TARDIS waiting by a small cliff as he walked on, deep in thought.

"Time Lords of Gallifrey," he breathed, a sign he had truly gone mad that he was speaking to himself, "Daleks of Skaro, I serve notice on you all. Too long I have stayed my hand. No more. Today you leave me no choice. Today, this war will end. No more. No more," he sighed, looking up as he came to a small wooden cabin of sorts, like a small barn.

He shifted a sack he'd taken off his back and set it down in the middle of the room. He opened it and pulled out a box, that had intricate clockwork designs on it. He sighed, rubbing his forehead as he looked at it this way and that, "How…how do you work? Why is there never a big red button?" he glanced back suddenly where there was a scuttling noise from outside the door. He stood and made his way to it, peeking out, "Hello? Is somebody there?"

"It's nothing," a voice called behind him, "Full moons just make for an odd time I suppose."

He looked over to see a young woman, with brown hair and green eyes sitting on top of the Moment's case. She was wearing the oddest clothes, like something he'd have likely seen on Earth, jeans, he believed they were called, and a green turtleneck jumper, a necklace of an hourglass hanging from her neck, with white trainers on.

"Don't sit on that!" he shouted, rushing over to her, pulling her off the box.

"Well that's rude," she remarked, "To deny a Lady her seat."

"It's not a seat!" he cried, hurrying her to the doors of the barn, "It's the most dangerous weapon in the universe!" before he shoved her out. He shut the door and locked it, turning back…only to see her there again, sitting on the box, but this time with her arms crossed, an eyebrow lifted at him.

"Well you're ruder than I thought you'd be," she sighed, "You're lucky I'm so fond of you," she smiled at him, "Or is it WILL be fond of you? I can't quite remember. Perhaps it's both by now."

"What?" he frowned, confused, he'd never met that woman in his life!

"Why'd you set the TARDIS so far away?" she asked instead, "Trying to protect her? You walked for miles, and miles and miles and miles and miles…"

"I was thinking," he cut in.

"I know," she stretched out her legs, tilting her head as she observed him, "I heard you. I can always hear you."

"You heard me?" he shook his head.

"No more," she stated, taking a breath and standing, "Over again. But never about the same thing, was it? No more fighting, war, bloodshed, crying, children dy..."

"Stop it," he cut in again.

"I'm not mocking you," she held up her hands, seeing him glare at her, "Quite the opposite, I applaud you. You still care, after all this time, you still can't bear to see children cry."

He frowned a that, at how well she seemed to know him, "Who are you?" but before she could answer the clockwork on the box began to tick, "It's activating!" he cried, "Get out of here!" he ran to the box as the woman turned to eye him, her eyes flashing gold as he reached out to the box, touching it and snapping his hand away, "Ow!"

"What's wrong?"

"The interface is hot."

"Well, thank you," she smiled, "Been waiting a long time to hear you call me that. Probably'll have to wait longer though…"

"There's a power source inside," the Warrior muttered, not really hearing her…till a moment later as he looked up at her, sitting on a crate off to the side, "You're the interface?"

"You're the Doctor," she countered, "My Doctor…or is it…HER Doctor?" she shrugged, taking on an image tended to give her thoughts and glimpses into the life of that person, "Patriarch Sol DID tell you the Moment had a conscience, didn't he?" her father would never be so unprepared as to do that, well…not HER father but her image's father, "And here I am," she hopped off the crate, "At your service Doctor."

"You know me?" he eyed her.

"I just told you…" she sighed, "Weren't you listening? Oh, you won't listen, you won't hear me for a quite some time will you? Might take a few more smacks…" she murmured, before shaking her head, "I told you, I can HEAR you. In here," she tapped her head, "I've always heard…no…SHE's always heard you, all of you, every single version of you," she eyed him a moment, "Don't you wonder why I chose this face? This appearance? It's someone that will come to be…quite important to you in the future. VERY important."

But the Warrior shook his head, "I don't have a future."

"You better have one otherwise I'll kill you," she crossed her arms.

He frowned at her, "Who ARE you? Not…not the interface but…you," he gestured at her appearance.

"Can't say," she shrugged, "True name, title, nickname…too many to pick from so…" she paused, considering it, "I suppose…Beautiful Bird will have to do," she smiled, "Oh, I like that. What do you think Doctor?"

He winced, "Stop calling me Doctor."

"Well it IS your name. It's your title, YOU picked it."

"I shouldn't have," he sighed, moving to sit on a crate beside the Moment, "I've been fighting this war for a long time. I've lost the right to be the Doctor."

The interface looked at him, before appearing beside him, sitting there, "It must be a terrible burden, to be the one to save us all."

"Yes," he murmured, before glancing at her, "If you have been inside my head, then you know what I've seen. The suffering. Every moment in time and space is burning. It must end, and I intend to end it the only way I can."

"By using me to do it," she nodded, "To kill all of them, Daleks, Time Lords, every species that only existed on Gallifrey as well," she sighed, stretching her legs as she tilted her head, "I could do it…but it'll come with a price, there will be consequences for you."

"I have no desire to survive this."

"That's the price," she remarked, "You do this, you make me kill them all, I will save you, no matter what, and you will live. You're going to burn our home and all those Daleks with it. Every tree, every flower, every animal…" she eyed him, "Every child," she saw him wince, "Can you guess many children are on Gallifrey right now? How many are still alive?"

"I don't know," he looked away, not wanting to know.

"You will one day, you'll count them. One night, one terrible night you'll work it out," she tilted her head more as she just...watched him, "Do you want to see what that'll make of you? What you'll become for it?" she turned to look up at the corner of the barn, a swirling portal opening in the air above them, "I'm opening windows on your future. Reaching out across time, through the days yet to come, to show you what sort of man you'll be if you do this…"

And then...a fez fell through the portal.

"I wish I were solid so I could smack you for that," the hologram remarked, startling the Warrior a moment.

~8~

The Doctor swallowed hard as he stared at the painting, his arm locking around Evy, needing her there. That day…had been the worst day of his life, to Time Lock the planet and know that he was condemning everyone within to their ends. He'd been so alone after that, so terribly, terribly alone and…he regretted it, every single day he'd regretted it. He had tried to search his brain for some way that he could have done something differently, that he could have not done that, saved them all and been a Doctor…but there was nothing.

'It's alright,' Evy whispered in his mind, turning to rest her forehead to his temple, 'There wasn't just darkness and loss and pain,' she lifted LJ's hand and took it, the Doctor looking down at it and then to her, 'We found joy and beauty, it made us stronger, it made us better,' she leaned in and kissed him, 'Do you know how many places you saved because of the guilt of Gallifrey?'

He smiled at her a bit, 'Quite a few I'd imagine.'

'Millions,' she corrected, 'Remember Theta, no matter what, I will always push those good thoughts into your vision if I have to spend the next eleven hours showing you every single person that you saved.'

He nodded, kissing her temple in thanks, so grateful he had his own little moon lighting up his darkness. Finding Evy had been…the best day of his life. He'd lost the Master but gained a Link, a woman who challenged him and fought for him and had given him a family again…he just…he didn't know where he'd be if she had been trapped on Gallifrey.

"But the Time War's over," Clara looked at Kate, "Why have you brought us here to look at a painting?"

"There's got to me more to it," J agreed.

Kate nodded, "The painting only serves as Elizabeth's credentials, proof that the letter is from her. It's not why you're here."

The Doctor looked down at the paper in his hands and handed LJ to Evy as he tore the seal open and unfolded the letter, reading it quickly as Clara, J, and Evy gathered around him to read along.

My dearest love,

I hope the painting known as Gallifrey Falls will serve as proof that it is your Elizabeth who writes to you now. You will recall that you pledged yourself to the safety of my kingdom. In this capacity I have appointed you as curator of the Under Gallery, where deadly danger to England is locked away. Should any disturbance occur within its walls, it is my wish that you be summoned.

God speed, gently husband.

Evy frowned, "Hold on…husband?" she eyed the Doctor, before putting a hand on her hip as she lifted an eyebrow, "Ten seconds to explain."

"I…I don't…" he shook his head, sputtering, "I have no idea, I really don't," he looked at Evy, staring her in the eyes, "I honestly have absolutely no idea what this is about," he held up the letter, crossing his hearts.

Evy stared him down a moment before nodded, "Well then," she offered him a smile, "We'd best find out then. Because I don't share my Link."

The Doctor let out a breath at that, smiling as he gave her a quick peck, "I love you," he murmured.

"I love you too," she kissed him again.

"So…" J cut in, trying to stem his parents from another snogging session, "What happened Katie?"

"Easier to show you," Kate sighed, before gesturing for them to follow her, and so they did, out of the room as one of the men who had accompanied them answered their phone.

"McGillop," the man began as they disappeared through a door, "But that's not possible. I was just…"

"Down!" LJ wiggled in Evy's arms as she set him down, a metal shutter coming down behind them to block the path into the main gallery, taking LJ's hand as they walked through the corridors after Kate.

They paused though when they came to a large portrait of Elizabeth I…and the Doctor's last incarnation standing there in period dress.

"I…" the Doctor frowned, blinking at it, "I don't…" he stepped forward, a look of utter confusion on his face as he stared at the portrait, at himself.

"Lizzie One," J whistled.

"You knew her, then?" Clara eyed the Doctor.

"I…honestly don't know anymore," the Doctor murmured.

"We met her once," Evy remarked, "Well twice," she conceded, recalling that time with Shakespeare, "But…it was when we brought Jack to her court after…" she glanced at J, "After Ianto passed."

J nodded, understanding that as Clara subtly took his hand, having heard stories of his beloved Uncle Ianto.

"Jack got drunk," the Doctor nodded, "So much for the Virgin Queen but…" he turned around, looking at Evy, actually seeming quite alarmed and frightened by this, "I don't remember this happening," he pointed at the painting.

Evy just eyed it, frowning before shaking her head, "One problem at a time," she looked at Kate, "Kate…what did you need our help for originally?"

"This way," she turned and led them through a doorway that the painting opened up to, to a hall, "Welcome to the Under Gallery. This is where Elizabeth the First kept all art deemed too dangerous for public consumption," she led them into a room full of statues with cloths draped over them, dust and what looked like sand all over the floor.

"No!" Evy reached out and took LJ's hands as the boy picked up fistfuls of the sand and attempted to lick it, brushing his hands off before he could, "No doing that," she pointed playfully at the boy, "Let's let daddy lick the nasty sand, he seems to have developed a fondness for that," she smirked back at him.

"Oh ha ha," the Doctor rolled his eyes from where he was crouched in the dust, scooping handfuls of it and letting it sift between his fingers, "You taste dead sand once and she never lets you forget it."

"Yes, once," Evy rolled her eyes, "And then there was that wall you licked, the blood you tasted, the shed you tried to taste, the…"

"Ok," he cut in, "I think they get it."

Evy laughed and shook her head, turning to Clara only to blink, "Um…Clara…" she nodded behind the girl who frowned and looked back…to see J sitting in the dust making a small picture of sorts.

"Cap'n?" Clara eyed him oddly, walking over to him, "Why are you playing in the dir…" she trailed off though when she saw what he'd done, traced C&S in a heart, and she knew it was their Gallifreyan names.

She crouched down beside him but a bit over him, making it seem like she was leaning over his shoulder, just so she could kiss his cheek without LJ noticing, "I love you," she whispered to him in Gallifreyan, knowing he loved it when she did that, when she spoke in their native tongue.

"Not more than I love you," he smiled up at her.

"This dust…" the Doctor began as Evy pulled out her sonic from the small holster belt she wore and scanned it.

"Is it important?" Kate shook her head, not following.

"Important enough for him to consider tasting it," Evy remarked.

The Doctor just stood, brushing off his hands, "In twelve hundred years I've never stepped in anything that wasn't," he defended.

"Oi, you!" J called, spotting that girl with the scarf through the doorway as she made a squeaking noise, "Are you sciency?"

"Oh, er," the girl made her way in, "Well, er, yes."

"What's your name sweetheart?" Evy asked.

"Yes," was all the star struck girl could manage.

"Lovely," the Doctor grinned, "I've always wanted to meet someone called Yes."

Evy just rolled her eyes at that and slapped him on the back of the head, ignoring his cry of 'ow!' to smile at the girl, "Could you do us a favor and have this stone dust analyzed?"

"Yes and I want a report in triplicate," the Doctor added, "With lots of graphs and diagrams and complicated sums on my desk, tomorrow morning, ASAP, pronto, LOL. See?" he pointed at Clara, "Job," before moving his finger to Kate, "Do I have a desk?"

"No," Kate laughed.

"And I want a desk," the Doctor turned to the girl.

"Crayons!" LJ called, tugging on his father's hand.

"Yes, and a packet of colored crayons, some coloring books, and some sweet…" he was cut off by Evy's hand over his mouth.

"None of the above," she warned the girl, "The last time anyone gave him crayons AND sweets he…" was as far as she got before she pulled her hand away from the grinning Doctor's mouth with a cry of "Doctor!" before she rolled her eyes and wiped her hand off on her tan pants, wearing her favorite tan western outfit with a light blue top, "Honestly! Again?!"

"Never gets old," the Doctor winked at her, sticking his tongue out to complete the effect.

"Get a team," Kate called to the young girl, "Analyze the stone dust," before she turned to head out.

J saluted the young woman as the Doctor sent her a wink, making her wheeze.

"Inhaler!" Kate shouted as they followed her out and into another display room.

Evy laughed as she watched LJ running ahead of her, trying to get a closer look at all the exhibits there while J and Clara stopped to look at a painting of Cybermen in a fallen army. She looked back when she reached the doorway to see that the Doctor had stopped and plucked a red fez form a glass display case, "One day," she shook her head, "One day you might just walk past a fez."

"Never gonna happen," he grinned.

Clara just shook her head at them, amused, "Thank god you don't like fezzes," she remarked to J.

"Or the infamous bow-tie," J winked at her before they stepped into the final room, a large white room with wood flooring, and portraits of landscapes hanging around. There was shattered glass on the floor as they carefully made their way around it, the Doctor picking up LJ to avoid him trying to touch the 'pretty glass' and hurt himself.

"As you instructed," one of the guards nodded to Kate as she entered, "Nothing has been touched."

She gave the guard a nod, sending him out before she gestured at the room, "This is why we called you in."

"3D again," Clara nodded at the paintings.

"Well look at that…" J remarked, eyeing the broken glass instead, crouching down.

Evy slapped J's hand away as he went to try and pick up a piece, "It's broken wrong," she agreed.

"Yes, the shatter pattern," the Doctor bobbed LJ a bit, "The glass on all these paintings has been broken from the inside."

"As you can see, all the paintings are landscapes," Kate added, "No figures of any kind."

"So then what's wrong?" Clara looked at her.

"There used to be," Kate told them, holding up a tablet to the landscape with the broken glass, the four of them gathering around behind her, seeing that there was a shadowy figure standing in the fields that wasn't there anymore.

"Well, not the first time something's been in a painting that shouldn't be," Evy sighed.

"You mean something's got out the paintings?" Clara turned to them.

"Lots of somethings," J guessed, rubbing the back of his neck, not quite liking this situation any longer.

"Dangerous somethings," the Doctor agreed.

Clara and Evy exchanged and amused look as the men started to look around the room warily, as though they were expecting something to be hiding in there when there was literally nothing but pictures hanging around and the five of them standing there. They shook their heads at their men, having to admit it was infinitely sweet how defensive and protective and cautious they got when they sensed danger to their Links. Even LJ was trying to mimic his father's serious expression.

"This whole place has been searched," Kate told them, "There's nothing here that shouldn't be, and nothing's got out."

They all spun around, hearing something blaze to life behind them, to see a sort of swirling air appear, like a fissure in time.

"Oh no," the Doctor groaned, handing LJ over to the nearest person, Clara, "Not now."

Evy frowned as she eyed the portal, she didn't recognize it but…she could tell it was slightly (vaguely) familiar from the Doctor's memories…she just couldn't place where or how…which was odd…for his old age he actually had a surprisingly good memory.

"What is it?" Clara squinted at it.

"Pretty!" LJ cheered, clapping as his older self grinned.

"I knew it," J murmured, nodding to himself as though some sort of distant memory had been reaffirmed.

"No, not now!" the Doctor just continued to shout at it, "I'm busy!"

"Is it to do with the paintings?" Kate asked.

"I don't think so," Evy shook her head.

"This is different," the Doctor agreed, "I remember this. Almost remember," he reached up to touch his head…pulling the fez off of it and staring at it, "Oh, of course. This is where I come in," he realized, before eyeing the fez and then the portal, back and forth, reluctant to do anything.

J grinned, seeing an opening to 'pull a River' and grabbed the fez and ran for the portal, jumping into it, "Oi!" the Doctor called, "Give that back!" and chased after them.

"Cap'n!" Clara tried to rush after him but Kate and Evy pulled her back, LJ pouting as he wanted to jump through the thingy.

"Hold on Clara," Evy murmured, pulling out her sonic to scan the portal, this…wasn't something she and the Doctor were familiar with.

~8~

"Oomph!" the Doctor landed heavily.

"You know you're not exactly light," J groaned as the man literally landed ON him.

The Doctor laughed and got up, holding out a hand to his son to help him stand, both of them brushing off the other and themselves from the leaves and dirt they'd landed in…when they noticed a rather…odd sight. The Doctor's last incarnation, standing there before two Queen Elizabeths and a blonde girl, and him wearing a fez.

"Oh you've GOT to be kidding me," J groaned when he saw none other than Rose Tyler standing beside his father's last self.

Wonderful

"Who are these men?" the Elizabeths demanded at the same time Rose frowned and asked, "Who are they?"

"That's just what I was wondering," 10 remarked.

"Oh, that is skinny," 11 eyed himself, "That is proper skinny. I've never seen it from the outside. It's like a special effect."

"Fez," was all J had to say to get him back on track, going oddly quiet suddenly, his expression rather…cold and sour as he looked at Rose, the woman inching nearer to his 'father.'

"Oi!" 11 ran over and grabbed the fez off of 10's head, "Ha! Matchstick man."

10 just eyed him and J a moment before seeming to realize who they were, "You're not…" he slowly reached into his pocket and pulled out his sonic, 11 doing the same. J had to smirk, seeing an opportunity to pull one over on his father and took his out as well, all three of them holding up their sonics so that they could compare. 10 with his blue tip, 11 with his larger green one, and J with his slick red one.

"Compensating?" 10 glanced at 11, seeing that J's was more his size.

"For what?" 11 glared.

"I can tell you what Jack would say," J smirked as he put the sonic away.

"Don't you dare!" 11 pointed at him.

10 laughed at that, "Regeneration," he clarified, "It's a lottery."

"One you never seem to win," J remarked, "I mean look at him, bow-tie? Floppy hair? That chin?"

"Oi!" 11 rounded on him, knowing that his son was just teasing, "There's only one person whose opinion matters and she happens to LOVE all that."

J rolled his eyes, seeing Rose smiling, just knowing that she…

"I think it suits you," Rose offered.

J rubbed his face, and there it was. Rose bloody Tyler, thinking she was the one companion to rule them all, the be all-end all of the companions. Oh why did he have to try and steal his father's fez? Couldn't he have just let the man throw it in himself? But noooooo…he had to go and have a bit of fun. Well that solved that, no more fun for him. No, from now on he'd be Mr. Sirius Lee Serious.

Oh who was he kidding, that would last all of ten seconds.

"Thanks," 11 simply nodded at Rose, "And you want to have a go at me?" he continued to J, "What about HIM?" he nodded at 10, "Oh, he's cool. Isn't he cool? I'm the Doctor and I'm all cool. Oops, I'm wearing sandshoes!" he pointed at 10's feet.

"What are you doing here?" 10 whispered, stalking over to the two people he assumed were his future selves, "I'm busy."

"Yeah you sure seem busy," J muttered, casting a distasteful glance at Rose, who frowned, spotting it, "Is that what you called it?" but that last part was said more to his own father than 10 or Rose.

11 rolled his eyes, "Let it GO," he told the boy, all too aware of his feelings towards Rose, which he couldn't understand, she was a companion, that was all she'd ever be to him when he had Evy, "We've moved on, to bigger and FAR better things," he patted J on the shoulder, "You KNOW that."

J sighed, rubbing the back of his neck, "Yeah."

"Which is why I can do this," he put the fez on his head and bowed to the three women, "Hello, ladies," before standing, "With complete confidence that I won't be murdered later for it."

"Give it time, she just might," J remarked, knowing that his mother had more patience and faith in his father and his fidelity than anyone...but that didn't mean she would want him flirting and such with other women.

"Don't start," 10 rolled his eyes at 11.

"Listen, what you get up to in the privacy of your own regeneration is your business…" 11 began.

"Actually it's OUR business," J countered.

"Well, really MY business," 11 reminded him.

Rose grimaced, "Oh that's disgusting," she worked out what they were talking about, "One of them is a Zigon."

"ZYgon," J corrected instantly.

"And I'm not judging you," 11 added.

"I am," J muttered, but before 11 could remark to that the portal appeared again.

"I think I've got it…" they could hear Evy speaking, the small whir of a sonic fading off.

J glanced over at his 'fathers' to see they had slipped on their brainy specs, well 10 had, 11 had put on Amy's reading glasses. Both of them looked at each other and grinned, "Oh, lovely."

Rose laughed and walked over to their side, "Where's yours?" she asked him.

"Where's my what?" J countered, turning his attention to the fissure, stepping a bit more to the side and way from Rose.

Rose frowned at that but brushed if off as just his incarnation's personality, "Your specs?"

J scoffed, "Not all of us feel the need to wear glasses to be cool," he glanced at his fathers, "You don't even need them!" he called.

Rose shook her head, "Right then, what is that and what do we do?"

"Well, first things first," 11 began, turning to the two Elizabeths, "Your Majesties. Probably a good time to run."

"But what about the creature?" the two women asked.

10 spun to them, "Elizabeth, whichever one of you is the real one, turn and run in the opposite direction to the other one."

"Of course, my love," they both said, before one ran up to him.

"Stay alive, my love," she whispered, "I am not done with you yet," before she kissed him, making 11 and J grimace and Rose look away uncomfortably, she hadn't quite been a fan of this plan.

It was just like with Queen Victoria all over again, he'd charmed the Queen and flirted with this one a bit, while she was left being the 'feral child' once more. It irritated her but she'd done it for the sake of protecting the Queen, especially when the Doctor had determined a Zygon thing was after her. So she'd gone along for the ride, pretending to be his 'assistant,' a former feral child (or SHE insisted it was former, the Doctor hadn't quite seemed to get around to saying that yet).

"Thanks," 10 muttered as the woman ran off, "Lovely."

Only for the second Elizabeth to rush up, "I understand. Live for me, my darling. We shall be together again!" and kiss him as well before heading off.

"Well, won't that be nice?"

"You do realize one of them was a Zygon, yeah?" J had to ask, wondering if his father was truly THAT oblivious in his last self.

"Yeah."

"That big tentacle thing?" Rose added.

"Yeah."

"Venom sacs in the tongue?" 11 reminded him.

"Yeah, I'm getting the point, thank you!"

"Doctor," Evy called, "Is that you?"

"Cap'n?" Clara added, "You there?"

"Eves!" 11 smiled, well beamed more like it…which made Rose's smile fall at hearing two different women speak and yet…neither of them were HER.

"Hello Clar!" J laughed, "You alright?"

"Yeah, we're fine," Clara called back.

"Where did you turn up this time?" Evy asked.

"Where are we?" 11 looked at 10.

"England, 1562," he answered.

"Who are you talking to?" Clara wondered.

"Who else?" J laughed, "Himself."

"Oi!" both men pouted at him.

"Can you come back through?" Rose's frown deepened as yet ANOTHER woman who wasn't her spoke. Where was she? Why wasn't she talking? She should have been, she would have been there, no doubt in her mind. She'd be with the Doctor forever. Look at her! She was there with three of them right at that very moment!

"I told you Kate," Evy spoke, "Physical passage is just one-way and we can't risk going through if we might be needed here to get them back."

"Oh!" 11 called, "But, but! We might be able to send objects," he pulled the fez off his head, taking a step away from J to keep him from snatching it back, "Hang on. Fez incoming!" and tossed it through.

"Nope."

"Nothing here," Clara agreed.

10 frowned, "So where did it go?"

~8~

The Warrior slowly brushed off the fez that landed before him, before standing up and moving before the portal, "Who's he talking to?" the Kate woman asked.

"J said himself," Clara whispered back.

"Yup," Evy agreed, "Finally went completely mad haven't you?"

~8~

"Oi!" the Doctors shouted as Clara and Evy shook their heads, standing in the Gallery, LJ on the ground, held between Clara and Evy's hands so he would run for the portal too like his father and future self had.

"Keep him talking," Kate told them, before heading out, pulling out her mobile as she went, "Malcolm? Malcolm, I need you to send me one of my father's incident files. Codenamed Cromer. 70s or 80s depending on the dating protocol…"

She didn't even notice something growling and watching her go…

~8~

10 looked at 11 and J, "Ok, you used to be me, you've done all this before. What happens next?"

"I don't remember," 11 shrugged.

"And I'm not you," J added quietly.

"What?" Rose looked at J, apparently the only one who had heard him.

Especially when 10 just turned to 11, confused, "How can you forget this?"

"Hey, hang on," 11 pointed at him, "It's not my fault. You're obviously not paying enough attention."

"Wait, so if you're not them…" Rose shook her head, looking at J suspiciously.

"Reverse the polarity," J called, rolling his eyes at them, "Honestly, the mind really does go in old age doesn't it?"

The two men just rolled their own eyes and pulled out their sonics, flashing it at the portal, but nothing happened.

"It's not working," 11 remarked.

"We're both reversing the polarity," 10 reminded him.

"Yes, I know that."

"There's two of us. I'm reversing it, you're reversing it back again."

"You're confusing the polarity," J shook his head, about to add his sonic to help nudge it in the right direction…when the three men suddenly stiffened as the Warrior jumped through the portal, standing before them.

"Anyone lose a fez?" the man held it up.

Rose frowned, seeing 11 subtly reach out and move J behind him, as though protecting him though J himself pulled out his own sonic and seemed to have set his jaw as eyed the man warily.

"You," 10 breathed.

"Who's he?" Rose asked.

"How can you be here?"

"Doctor who is he?"

"More to the point, why are you here?"

"Doctor!"

"Oh shut up!" J shouted at her, "Clearly he's got more on his mind than answering you and if ONE person has managed to shock HIM into thate…wouldn't you assume it's serious and NEEDS his attention?"

Rose quieted down at that, realizing the logic in his words.

"Good afternoon," the Warrior smiled amicably, "I'm...looking for the Doctor."

"Well, you've certainly come to the right place," 10 remarked.

"Good. Right. Well, who are you boys?" he eyed the three of them, "And your lovely lady?" but they were silent, "Oh, of course. Are you his companions?"

"Yeah," Rose smiled, proud.

"His companions?!" 11, though, was a bit less pleased.

"They get younger all the time," the Warrior stated.

"Yeah, tell me about it," J rolled his eyes, casting a glance at Rose who frowned at that slight against her age, what was wrong with 19?!

"Well, if you could point me in the general direction of the Doctor?" 10 and 11 just glanced at each other, lifting up their sonics, J going along with it for the moment, the longer he could fool them the better their reaction would be later, "Really?"

"Yeah," J laughed.

"Really," 10 nodded.

"You're me?" the Warrior eyed them, "All of you?"

"Well…" 11 began, glancing at J.

But 10 cut in, "Yep."

"Why not?" J grinned, excited for this little joke.

"Even that one?" the Warrior pointed at 11, which surprised J as he was younger looking than his father, but only by a year or two really.

"Yes!" 11 exclaimed.

"You're my future selves?"

"Yes!" 10 and 11 shouted as J just laughed.

"Am I having a midlife crisis?" the Warrior frowned, seeing the three of them pointing the sonics at him, "Why are you pointing your screwdrivers like that? They're scientific instruments, not water pistols. Look like you've seen a ghost."

"Near enough," J remarked, knowing that this version of the Doctor was long dead by the time he'd been born.

"Still, loving the posh gravelly thing," 10 commented, "It's very convincing."

"Brave words, Dick van Dyke," 11 muttered…

When suddenly a troop of soldiers ran up to them, "Encircle them!" one of the men ordered and the guards did just that, surrounding them, the Doctors and J pointing their sonics out defensively, "Which of you is the Doctor? The Queen of England is bewitched. I would have the Doctor's head."

"Oh it's just raining Doctors you know," J grinned, "Hallelujah."

"I think there's three of them now," Clara murmured, her voice still audible though the portal.

"There's a precedent for that," Kate agreed.

"Yes, you're welcome for that one," Evy laughed, "Any other plans you need me to draw up?"

"What is that?" the young man looked up at the portal, gasping.

"Oh, the pointing again," the Warrior noticed the other Time Lords aiming their sonics, "They're screwdrivers! What are you going to do, assemble a cabinet at them?"

"Well mine can do this," J pointed at a log and fired a small laser at it, making it smoke, before winking at them, "I've been experimenting," he shrugged.

"That thing," the head guard stared at the swirling portal, having missed J's little display as he couldn't seem to pull his gaze away from the window in time, "What witchcraft is it?"

"Not a Carrionite," J remarked.

But 11 just pointed at the man, "Ah, yes. Now that you mention it, that is witchcraft. Yes, yes, yes. Witchy witchcraft. Hello?" he turned to the portal, "Hello in there. Excuse me. Hello! Am I talking to the wicked witch of the well? Clara?"

"Why am I the witch?" Clara asked.

J smiled, able to hear what was probably the most adorable pout in the world in her voice, "Well you certainly bewitched me Clar," he told her, as 11 looked over to see him smiling softly, "My hearts, my mind, my soul. Every single part of me."

Rose frowned as she eyed the young man, he…couldn't be the Doctor. He just couldn't. Because she and the Doctor were…well, she didn't know at that point what they were, but they were something. She could remember when Cassandra had gotten in her head, how threatening and…powerful he'd been in his quest to get her back. Which…actually made her think that the other person, the man in the purple, wasn't him either. He just…sort of looked through her like any old person.

"And if he wants to live to see tomorrow," Evy added, "He'd be careful in what he calls me."

~8~

In the Gallery, Clara smiled softly at J's words, "Flattery will get you…everywhere Cap'n," she told him with a small laugh. How had she gotten so lucky as to have HIM for a Link?

"I ask myself that about the Doctor," Evy remarked, seeing her expression.

Clara was actually…projecting her thoughts rather loudly, she couldn't help but hear them, but she could also see it in her expression, that soft look of wonder, like you couldn't believe that person was for you. She felt that at least twice a day when she was with the Doctor. It was the most wonderful feeling in the world, to feel like you had this magnificent gift and didn't deserve it at all. And the fact that it was YOURS despite that just made it all the more special

Clara looked over at her, "Well, I guess he had to get something decent from him," she joked.

"Oi!" 11 called through the portal, "We're standing right here. I CAN still hear you you know. So if you wouldn't mind telling these prattling mortals to get themselves begone?"

Clara eyed Evy, "Be thankful I read him more bedtime stories," was all she could murmur to that.

Clara turned back to the portal, "What he said?"

11 sighed, "Eves?"

She laughed and shook her head, "All ye mortals!" she shouted, making Clara jump, "Ye prattling, simpering whelps! Be off with you, lest I turn you into frogs!"

"Ooh," 11 called out and they could just imagine him waving his hands around, "Frogs. Nice. You heard her."

"Cap'n, what's going on?" Clara asked, knowing he'd answer her.

"It's a timey-wimey thing," 11 cut in.

"Timey what?" another voice, the Warrior Evy recalled, she recognized that voice, scoffed. She knew all the voices he'd ever had, she'd been in his head the entire time, she knew them all by heart, she knew which Doctor this was. He never liked talking about the man, so she never did, "Timey-wimey?"

"I've no idea where he picks that stuff up," 10 remarked.

"But you said it…" Rose began.

Evy's smile turned a bit sad as she heard the woman speak, it was…weird that the Doctor hadn't remembered this, but it made more sense now. All the Doctors being there, it would be too much in the end and as soon as they separated, they'd forget this entire thing, from the moment the timelines began to converge, probably just before the 10th Doctor set down in Elizabethan England. It would explain why he didn't really remember anything to do with Elizabeth, it would also explain why Rose was there.

She got a vague inkling, like a hazy memory on the Doctor's part, that it had something to do with Queen Victoria, how they'd seen her be scratched by a werewolf, that the Doctor had decided to look back on other important monarchs and make sure nothing was attacking them. Yes…she was getting that now, so this was just after Victoria, but before Sarah Jane then…oh dear, poor Rose was in for a time. She had to wonder though (as there was no doubt in her mind that she and Clara would find a way down there) if Rose's meeting the two of them, two Time Ladies, would be what made her so distant and short with Sarah Jane to start? She supposed she'd never know, Rose would likely forget this meeting as well.

~8~

In the clearing the soldiers fell to their knees, "The Queen!" they bowed deeply as Elizabeth sauntered out from between the trees, "The Queen!"

"You don't seem to be kneeling," Elizabeth eyed the small group, all four men and Rose, "How tremendously brave of you."

"Well, sort of found out I've got a rather bad sense of danger," J shrugged, "That's what you get when you end up with a saber-tooth tiger as a pet when you're five…and I should not have said that, should I?" J looked at 11 who was frantically shaking his head and making cutting motions at his neck, only to face palm at that.

"A what when you're how old?!" Evy shouted.

J winced, "Nothing!"

"Which one are you?" Rose cut in, looking at Elizabeth, the Queen of England was much more important a topic than some sort of pet.

"What happened to the other one?" 10 agreed.

"Indisposed," Elizabeth smirked, making them all stiffen, realizing she had to be the Zygon, "Long live the Queen."

"Long live the Queen!" the soldiers cheered.

"Arrest these men and their feral child," she eyed Rose with distaste, "Take them to the Tower."

"Don't listen to her!" Rose shouted.

"That is not the Queen of England, that's an alien duplicate!" 10 pointed.

"Take his word for it," J smirked, "He thoroughly checked."

"Oh, shut up!"

"Venom sacs in the tongue," 11 defended his son.

"Seriously, stop it."

"Actually, brilliant!" J cheered, grinning a grin that had Rose looking between him and 10 curiously at how similar they were, "The Tower would be lovely actually."

"What?!" Rose demanded, "What do you mean lovely?"

"I mean perfect, best place to be, the Tower."

"It's a prison!"

"It's a plan," J rolled his eyes, "Honestly Rose, for once just shut up and do as you're told!"

"That…is genius!" 11 looked at his son, catching onto the plan.

"Well," he shrugged, "Always have a backup eh?"

Rose eyed him oddly, "Why'd you just wink at the portal?"

"No reason," J smirked, "Do I need a reason? Don't always need a reason to do something."

~8~

In the Gallery, Evy and Clara glanced at each other, shaking their heads as they smiled, "He's definitely your son," Clara remarked to her quietly.

"Mummy best!" LJ cheered, hugging her legs as she smiled.

~8~

"Right then, the Tower," 11 turned to Elizabeth, "Breakfast at eight, please. Will there be Wi-Fi?"

"Are you capable of speaking without flapping your hands about?" the Warrior rolled his eyes, seeing 11 swishing his hands all about.

"Yes."

"No," J scoffed, before looking at Elizabeth, "Listen up Bessie, I demand to be incarcerated in the Tower immediately with my co-conspirators Chinny, Sandshoes, Granddad, and Wolf Girl," he nodded back at Rose.

"Granddad?" the Warrior shot him a look.

"More true than you think," J eyed him, he was the oldest version of his father he'd come across in the man's past.

"They're not sandshoes!" 10 defended.

"Oh yeah they are," J looked down, "Look up the definition of sandshoes in the dictionary and there'll be a picture of them."

"I'm not a feral child!" Rose hissed.

"Near enough with the little hiss you just gave," he wiped his face, "Say it, don't spray it Tyler," and then he looked at his father, "What, nothing to say about your chin?"

"What about it?" 11 grinned, "Evy loves my chin."

~8~

Evy nodded, picking up LJ, "That I do."

~8~

"Silence!" Elizabeth cut in, "The Tower is not to be taken lightly. Very few emerge again."

"Correctamundo!" J pointed at her as she stared at him oddly.

"Are you completely mad?!" Rose shook her head at him.

"Yep," he grinned quite proudly at that, "Runs in the family…" he blinked, "Literally now that I think about dad and uncle Harry…hmm…" he nodded, "Oh well, makes life more interesting."

~8~

"Dear God, that boy is clever," Kate breathed as she stood behind Evy and Clara.

"That he is," Clara smiled, before blinking, "Um…what was he clever about?"

"No time," Evy turned to put an arm around her…only for LJ to try and climb out of her arms and over to Clara, wanting to be carried by her, the girl obliging, "We need to go to the Tower. Kate?"

"This way," Kate nodded, leading them out, not seeing Evy eye her with a hard look when her back was turned, her sonic beeping in its holster in warning.

~8~

The door to the dungeons of the Tower were thrown open as the four men and Rose were shoved in, "Come on, you lot, get in there," the warden pushed them.

"Ow," the Warrior grumbled as he stumbled.

But the warden didn't bother to apologize as he slammed the door shut behind them, leaving them alone.

"Now…something sharp…jagged," 11 looked around, only for J to hand him a pocket knife he recognized as Jack's, "Don't tell your mother you have this," he warned the boy, knowing Evy would throw a fit he had a knife on him despite being over 300 years old, before flicking said knife open and moving to a stone pillar starting to scratch something into the stone.

"So…" J spun around, his hands in his pockets as he eyed the men, "Three of you in one cell? Not sure the Universe can take that."

"Three of YOU?" Rose turned to him, crossing her arms as she stood beside 10, "So you're NOT the Doctor then."

"God no," J shook his head, wondering how long it would take the three men to realize that they could sense he was a Time Lord (hence why they'd thought he was their future self as well) and couple that with the fact that he was NOT the Doctor to work out who he was, "There's only one Doctor, and that's him…" he nodded back at his father…before blinking, "And him…" and then to 10, "And him…" and then to the Warrior, "Ok, not a very good example, give me time."

"He's right though," 11 agreed, "It's going to cause some nasty anomalies if we don't get out soon."

"What are you doing?" 10 eyed him scratching away.

"Getting us out."

"And what are YOU doing?" Rose eyed the Warrior as he soniced the wooden door. She'd seen how the three men reacted to him and she could tell he likely wasn't a good man if they were so wary of him.

"Like he said, getting us out," the man mumbled.

"The sonic won't work on that, it's too primitive," 10 called.

"Shall we ask for a better quality of door so we can escape?" 11 looked at him.

"Ok," 10 sighed, "So the Queen of England is now a Zygon…"

"Which you kissed," J grimaced, not just because it was a Zygon, but because it wasn't his mother. Who would have thought he'd spent so much of his childhood being embarrassed by them kissing…now he just wanted the man to kiss his mother and only her.

"Never mind that," 10 blushed, "Why are we all together? Why are we all here? Well, me, Chinny, and Sonny Boy," he nodded at J, the boy a bit too young for him to feel comfortable with him being there even if he had a sonic, "We were surprised, but you came looking for us," he turned to the Warrior, "You knew it was going to happen. Who told you?"

The Warrior looked over, seeing the brunette woman put a finger to her lips and wink at him as she stood beside 11.

~8~

A black car pulled up to the Tower as the women and LJ piled out, "The Doctor will be trying to send us a message," Kate spoke into a phone, "We're looking for a string of numerals from around 1550, approximately. Priority One. I'm going to need access to the Black Archive."

Evy stiffened, "Kate…please tell me you're talking about a room dedicated to Sirius Black?"

Kate winced and looked over at her…as though just realizing that Evy, no not just Evy, but Clara, both women Time Ladies, was standing right there. She sighed, knowing she'd been caught out, "It's just a storage unit for some objects you and the Doctor pick up in your travels, any technology that could affect the future of the planet negatively and…"

"Bad!" LJ pouted at her from Evy's arms.

"He's right," Evy nodded, "Kate we know all about the Black Archive, we KNOW what's down there. Are you completely mad trying to take us there?!"

"I'm sorry," Kate turned and led them into the Tower, the women rushing to keep up with her as she led them down and down and down, "But it's the only place that might be able to help us get back to the Doctor."

"Couldn't we have taken the TARDIS?" Clara shook her head, "It IS sitting right outside the National Gallery…"

Evy sighed, understanding why they had to go to the Archive instead, "If we use the TARDIS and set back then, we'll become a part of the sequence of events, we wouldn't be able to leave."

"Right," Clara nodded, she knew that. She actually KNEW that, it just…sometimes she had to be reminded, sometimes it took her a while to recall things. Her head was so full of stuff and not just Time Lord stuff but things from her other lives as well. J was helping her sort through them, catalogue and store them in their proper places so she could pick and choose what she wanted to remember and when, but it was taking a while.

"The Black Archive," Kate introduced as they stepped into the room, walking down a long hallway with lights dangling above, "Highest security rating on the planet. The entire staff have their memories wiped at the end of every shift," she nodded to a few circular devices on the walls and on the ceiling, "Automated memory filters in the ceiling. Access, please," she turned to an attendant, handing him a set of keys.

"Ma'am," he nodded, taking it and heading for the door.

"Atkins, isn't it?"

"Yes, ma'am. First day here."

Kate nodded and turned to the girls, "Been here ten years," she whispered to them.

"Kate, when this is over we're going to have to have a talk about this," Evy warned her, "I've seen what repeated memory wipes can do to someone," she paused, thinking of that poor man in that orphanage River had been placed in.

"We monitor all neural health after every wipe," Kate promised, "The first sign of an issue the person is reassigned.

"Doesn't make me feel better."

"Lock and key though?" Clara looked at the man opening the door, "Bit basic, isn't it? Doesn't exactly make ME feel better either."

"Can't afford electronic security down here," Kate shrugged as they stepped through the door, "Apologies Evy, but we've got to keep you and the Doctor out."

"Why just them?" Clara shook her head, "You clearly know about the Cap'n and..." she glanced at LJ, "And...things," she supplied instead.

"Yes, but the Captain has agreed, upon request of Captain Jack Harkness, not to interfere with the collection. The Doctor on the other hand, really wouldn't approve."

Evy looked around as they stepped into the large, vault like area, "You've TARDIS proof this entire thing haven't you?"

"Yes."

"But you're letting us in now?" Clara shook her head, that didn't makes sense, why let them in now when the entire base was supposed to be a secret.

'Exactly,' Clara stiffened, hearing Evy's voice in her head, she was so used to hearing only J talk there that she often forgot Evy could technically project her thoughts as well, 'Clara, I need you to be very calm and, whatever happens, do exactly as I say,' she gave Evy a curious look behind Kate's back that clearly asked what was going on, 'That's not Kate,' she informed her, 'The real Kate would NEVER take us here.'

Clara nodded, stepping just a bit closer to Evy and LJ, the boy falling quiet as though sensing the same thing about the woman that his mother had and trying his hardest to glare at her.

"You have a top level security rating from your last visit," Kate remarked, thinking Clara was talking about how she was being given access.

"Sorry, my what?" Clara looked over at her, startled.

"Apologies," Kate gestured to a board that had pictures of all the Doctor's former companions, including Clara, standing there with Kate in the Archive.

'When you were human,' Evy told her silently so 'Kate' wouldn't hear, 'They don't know that the technology in those wipes won't work on Time Lord brainwaves.'

Clara nodded, thankful that she'd remember this next time. She could recall something about a Memory Worm from one of her past lives, she hadn't wanted to forget then, she didn't now, especially not when there was so much that she could have possibly forgotten if things went wrong with the wipe.

"We have to screen all his known associates," Kate continued, stepping further into the room, "We can't have information about the Time Lords and the TARDIS falling into the wrong hands. The consequences could be disastrous."

"And now I have to have a chat with your Uncle Jack, don't I LJ?" Evy asked the boy in her arms as they reached a small booth that had a glass window set in it, a Vortex Manipulator, old and worn, sitting inside.

"Is that…" Clara frowned at it, trying to place it.

"Time travel," Kate nodded

"Vodex madiplator!" LJ called, before huffing, frustrated with how little he could pronounce. He was still getting used to speaking English instead of Baby and longer words took a bit more effort.

"A Vortex Manipulator," Evy corrected, "Jack's right?" she glanced at Kate.

She nodded, "Bequeathed to the UNIT archive by Captain Jack Harkness on the occasion of his death. Well, one of them. No one knows we have this, not even our allies."

"Why not?" Clara frowned as they stepped into the booth.

"Think about it. Americans with the ability to rewrite history? You've seen their movies."

"Ok, so this is how we're going to rescue the Doctor and the Cap'n?"

Evy frowned, handing LJ back to Clara as she pulled out her sonic and flashed the Manipulator, "There's not enough power for a two-way trip," she muttered.

"In any event," Kate sighed, "We don't have the activation code."

"As though we'd let you have it," Evy scoffed, "Kate we knew about the Archive, it's not some big secret, we know what's in here and we know what everything's capable of. Of course we kept it from you. Humans aren't meant to have access to time travel technology just yet. This is just like when Rose let you tear the TARDIS apart."

"When was this?" Clara frowned, her eyes wide, she...recalled Rose, mentions of her from the Doctor and Evy here and there, she was apparently a past companion of the Doctor's before he'd started travelling with Evy.

"Parallel world," was all Evy said, waving it off, before turning to the Manipulator, sending Clara a warning look with her back to Kate, the young girl nodding and stepping over to her, pretending to show LJ the device, the boy reaching out to pick it up, either playing along or genuinely interested in it they weren't sure but it was working out well.

"Let's hope he changes his mind," Kate remarked.

'Don't you have the code?' Clara glanced at Evy just…trying to think as loud as she could hoping Evy might pick up, 'Wouldn't you know it too?'

'Oh I do,' Evy nodded, projecting her thoughts, 'But I need to be sure if it's Zygons impersonating Kate. I need to make sure it's them and not some other enemy we'll have to worry about,' she looked over, reaching out to tickle LJ's stomach, 'All a part of the backup plan,' she winked at them, Clara starting to smile.

"Yes?" Kate picked up her phone the moment it rang, "Well, if you've found it, photograph it and send it to my phone!"

Clara looked past Kate's shoulder when she spotted the young sciency girl and the other man from the Gallery step into the room, "Should they be here?" she asked slowly, glancing at Evy, "Why have they followed us?"

Evy nodded, subtly telling her to get ready, that the only reason they'd follow was if they were Kate's own backup.

"Oh, they've probably just finished disposing of the humans a bit early," 'Kate' shrugged.

Evy turned to her, "Humans?"

"Dear me. I really do get into character, don't I?" she spit some yellow fluid at them, but Evy pushed them back, keeping Clara and LJ behind her.

"Ick!" LJ grimaced, making Clara smile despite the situation, it…really was amazing how much more secure she felt when any version of the Captain was with her.

Evy nodded as, right before their eyes, Kate transformed into a purple/pink creature with suckers on its head and arms, no neck, with yellow teeth, "Yup, Zygon," she sighed, moving her hands behind her back and holding up 2 fingers.

Clara looked down, before motioning for LJ to hold the Manipulator steady so she could put in the first sequence of the code, followed by a 3 and a 1.

"The Under Gallery is secured," the young girl in the scarf stated.

Evy moved her fingers to a 1 and a 6.

"Prepare to dispose of one three more enemies," the Zygon-who-had-been-Kate sneered, "We have acquired the device!"

"What this one?" Clara nodded at it as LJ held it up.

Evy just smirked, holding up 3 fingers, "Activation code," before she grabbed Clara's hand as the woman hit the button, the three of them disappearing in a snap of light.

A/N: And there we have the first part of Evy's 50th! ^-^ I hope you enjoyed it. The moment that Clara thinks of when she tells J she loves him will be an upcoming chapter of IYC ;) I know that the scene of 10 and Elizabeth (before 11 appears) is missing, it's mostly because I wanted the surprise of Rose being there (surprise!) and also because I see it playing out the same but with Rose in the background :)

I can say there'll be...quite a lot happening in the next chapter which means, it's time for my little 'next time' teasers ;)

Next chapter...Jara fluff vs Thuna fluff, who shall be the victor?! The Doctors are in for the shock of their lives. A planet is saved, but something is lost }:)

Some notes on reviews...(from the end of ATOTL)...

Lol, still not fooling me with multiple names saying the same thing. It's perfectly ok with me if you dislike LJ, if you find him beastly or annoying or 'ignoring' or want him 'beaten by a man with a cane' or like seeing him in pain, but it's not going to put me off my stride or make me stop writing him. So, in that case, you might be better off reading other stories you enjoy, though I have to say thanks for 2 things, bumping up my review count and showing me that my stories must be pretty good if people who hate the OCs keep coming back to them ;) Something must be pulling you in, so I'm glad you like the stories so much! ^-^

Clara isn't technically too old as, with Time Travel, his future self is the one dating her ;)

Yup, J will very much be a part of the 50th ;)

I don't think it's wrong to want Clara to regenerate, I'm sort of going to hold off on it though, just so we can see her dealing with her past lives, so that when she does regenerate, she gets a completely new start ;)

If Clara dies in the show, I'll probably have her regenerate so she'd be ok ;)

I have something close to an LJ series, 2 of them :) One for him and his Pre-Clara relationship, his time with River in the Luna University and their adventures before (and up to) the Library, and another of him Post-River, with him and Clara and their adventures :) Both with tiny bits of the Doctor and Evy popping up :)