Author Note: I don't own Dr. Who. I'm just some one who keeps getting by plot bunnies.


"What brings you here Brother?" The Doctor asked once every one was in the lounge. Pete had come back down stairs after making sure Jackie would be alright. He had let the Doctor know he had slipped something into Rose's cocoa, and she was asleep in her old room with the children. Toni had taken up guard outside their rooms, just to be safe. The Doctor took up a position standing with his arms crossed by the fireplace. "You are a long way from your home."

"I asked him to bring me." The priest looked to the man that was standing by the door in a similar posture to the Doctor. "I had to speak to you. It couldn't wait."

"What couldn't wait?" Pete looked between the Doctor and the priest.

The man by the door made an encouraging gesture towards the priest. The priest swallowed and started to speak, "I can see things, as you know Doctor."

Pete started to say something, but the Doctor gestured for him to stay silent.

"You can see on what is in the other mirrors can't you?" The Doctor stated as a matter of fact.

"Yes and… I am afraid." He looked up at the Doctor in fear. "I'm afraid of what I see. It isn't as it should be. It's…wrong."

"What is wrong?" The Doctor uncrossed his arms and came over to kneel in front of the priest. "Tell me, please."

The priest nodded, "You knew what I meant that day, in the chapel."

"Yes I did." The Doctor sighed, "He died didn't he. He… he and I are no longer the same person. Same person, different face."

The priest nodded. "Your twin, your brother, he died. He left you, and his…"The priest swallowed, "He left that which he held dear here, on this side of the mirror to be safe, to be protected. He didn't want to change, but time made him."

"That is the way of things sadly, but what does that have to do with my Evee." The Doctor laid a hand on the priest, causing the man at the door to tense up for a moment.

"It has everything," The priest was near tears as he laid a hand over the Doctors. "He is no longer dead. He wears your face still. He … is broken. Things are unbalanced."

"How? But he died?" He looked to those around the room. "He's no longer me. This doesn't make sense."

"She saved her father. She loves her father. She saved him. I'm so sorry…" The priest let his tears fall as he bowed his head.

"What?" The Doctor tried to get him to look at him again but the priest wouldn't he could only let the tears fall and ask the lord for forgiveness. "Please… please she's my daughter. Where is Evee?"

"Don't you get it?" The man by the door uncrossed his arms and glared at the Doctor. "Don't you understand what he is trying to tell you?"

"All I understand is that we have two mad men in our house and my granddaughter is missing. Explain yourself or get out of my house!" Pete snarled.

"Evee saved his life, didn't she?" The Doctor said dead pan looking directly at the man by the door.

"Your daughter loves you, and so loved him." The man said from across the room, eyes locked on the Doctor's. "Would you have expected anything less from her?"

"No, I wouldn't." The Doctor ran his hand through his hair. "But the question is why? Why was Evee taken? Why did she save him? And HOW did she do it?"

"The simple answer is she is the daughter of Rose Tyler and the Doctor." The man said as he picked up a small ball and examined it.

"What does that have to do with it?" Pete's patience was growing thin.

"He's right, I hate to admit it but he IS right." The Doctor sighed and turned away from them hands in his pockets.

"Pardon?" Pete looked at the Doctor as if he was mad.

"Do you want to explain it or should I?" The man asked as he tossed it up in the air and caught it.

Continually rubbing his hand through his hair and Doctor explained, "I'm not THE Doctor, as you know but I am part Time Lord. I was 'born' if you will when the regeneration energy that the Doctor siphoned off into his handy dandy extra hand." The Doctor showed his right hand to those in the room. "Came in contract with Donna Noble, which created a Metacrisis. "

"Old family history Doctor." Pete glared, "Get to the point."

"Rose," he walked around the room, "looked into the Tartis's heart to save me, well my 9th self, at any rate. I siphoned off the energy into my own body to save her. That process killed me."

"Like I said old history Doctor." Pete was near his breaking point of patience.

"What he is trying to say is that not all of the Bad Wolf was removed." The man raised his eyebrows at the Doctor. "Am I right?"

"You are, but I wish you weren't." The Doctor sighed, "Rose's physiology isn't 100% normal. You know that from her medical scans at Torchwood." Pete nodded that he agreed. "I'm still part time lord which means, that it is possible how ever unlikely that those abnormalities could have been passed on to James, Verity AND Evee."

"But they were checked at birth. They are fine, perfectly normal."

"Are they 100%? Ask yourself, not as their grandfather, are they complete average? Are they not …touched, by time?"

Pete did NOT want to admit it but he had to agree, "If I wasn't their grandfather I would say, yes there is something a little odd about them."

"James has always been a little too smart for his own good. He has a memory like no other child I have seen. The boy is gifted you have to admit that. He is more like me, not just in looks but in brain power and you know it." He pointed at Pete. "Yes he is MY son, but even I can not deny he is NOT an average kid." He picked up a photograph of Verity. "Then there is Verity. As much as I do not want to admit it she is more like Donna than I want to say, yet she has a mind for machines, always has. She took apart, and reassembled correctly the toaster when she was three years old."

"You couldn't do that when you were 903," Pete quibbled," but I do see your point. That leaves Evee. What is special about her? She is only 3 years old."

"Of all the children she has been the most, well normal." The Doctor shrugged.

Brother Cristofer looked up at the men, "She loves he father. Above all other's she loves her father. That is what makes her special."

"How does that make her special?" The man asked. "Are you sure Cristofer?"

"Yes Adam, I am." He said sadly, as he looked back to the Doctor. "You are her savior; the one that was there, the one that she bonded to. You are her Doctor, her father, her… everything."

Now knowing the man's name the Doctor walked up to him to look him directly in the eye. "I'm pretty sure that means he is sure… Adam."

"Care to explain for those of us that don't understand?" Pete said annoyed.

"When Evee was born she was in trouble. Rose progressed much faster than planned and we couldn't get help in time. I was the one that delivered her. Evee wasn't breathing at first, but I managed to coax her into breathing. I didn't tell Rose how close we came to actually loosing her."

"You were the first person she ever saw, and you saved her life." Adam looked at him is slight awe. "If you were dying she would do everything in her power to save you."

"I have no doubt she would." The Doctor turned away from Adam. "The question is what could a three year old do? And why was she taken to do it?"

"Her Aunt took her." Brother Cristofer rocked slightly. "She wanted you happy again. She wanted to save you. This way you didn't have to go."

That got an eyebrow raise out of both the Doctor and Adam. "Pardon? Evee doesn't have an Aunt, only Toni. And I have no siblings still alive."

"You have this Donna, don't you?" Adam asked.

"Technically yes, but her memory would be erased, if the other me did as I would have done. If she so much as thought of the Doctor her mind would burn up. Donna couldn't have taken her."

"James described Donna as the woman he saw. It is possible." Pete took a seat on the sofa exhausted.

"Reflections of Reflections, of wishes and once was's." Cristofer said as he looked up at Pete.

The Doctor's head snapped to look at Brother Cristopher, "Brother, the Donna I knew, the Donna who can not remember, she is not of from the same mirror as the one that has Evee, right?" Cristofer nodded. "That explains it." The Doctor stood, took his glasses off, wiped his eyes and leaned on the fire place.

"Would some one please explain what the bloody hell is going on!" Pete's patience had reached it's end. "Who the hell has my granddaughter?"

"Doctor Donna Noble." Adam said sighing and flopping down next to Cristofer.

"What?" Pete looked back and forth between Adam and the Doctor. "The Donna Noble of this world was killed in the Cyberman attack twenty years ago."

"But not the Donna in another world." Adam said wiping his own face in frustration.

"Doctor you said, I mean the other you…."

"Just call me John for clarification sake." The Doctor rolled his eyes, "God I hate dealing with parallel worlds."

"Ok, THE Doctor, told Jackie, Rose and you … John." The Doctor motioned for him to continue, "That the holes between worlds were closing. The rift in space was closing it's self. Neither he, nor anyone could ever return."

"This is true, but either the passage between worlds has been unlocked – which I hope it hasn't for a lot of reasons- or some one has been very naughty." The Doctor grimaced.

"So where is Evee? Where is this …Donna that took Evee."

"I don't know." The Doctor rubbed his temples, "but…." He looked at Cristofer, "I know someone who does."

"So what exactly are you going to do?" Pete asked.

"I'm going to attempt to stabilize Brother Cristofer's brain patterns enough that he can tell us where Evee is." The Doctor sat a comfortable chair in front of Brother Cristofer.

Pete looked confused, "How will that help us?"

"Imagine you are in a room where all 4 walls are mirrors, each mirror reflects what the others are reflecting to the point of infinity. Only imagine that each of those reflections is actually a slightly different world. That is what is going through Brother Cristfer's head." The Doctor settled himself into the chair. "I'm hoping that I can help him control the images he sees enough that he can focus on the mirror that Evee was taken to. And with any luck, the fine Brother can tell us what he see's."

The Doctor laid his hand on the man's temple as he prayed softly. "I should be able to stabilize the patterns enough for him to look, but I can't both look AND hold him stable. Not a full Time Lord anymore."

Pete gave Adam, who had a small video recorder in his hand, a confused look, "The Doctor is going to hold the shaky ladder of Cristofer's mind steady while Cristopher finds what we need to know."

"Ah," Pete nodded in understanding, "There are times Doctor when I forget who I am speaking to." He cleared his throat, "What can we do?"

"Record what going to happen, and pray that it works." The Doctor closed his eyes, and something started to happen.

Almost instantly the priest's eyes opened and were clearer than Adam or Pete had ever seen. "I see her." He smiled. "She is in.. in.… THE Doctor's world. It is snowing. The television is showing Happy New Year,….2005. The Doctor is sick…. Dying."

"Well we have a time, a world but need a place in the world." Adam mumbled, but was shushed by Pete.

"He is saying goodbye. His final goodbye to… to."

"Rose…" came out of the Docotr's mouth. Pete and Adam looked at him for a moment then back to Cristofer.

"He is nearly gone, lying in the snow. "Go to him. Your Daddy needs you…." It was then that Cristofer began to start to shake. "It burns… the golden light burns… She screams." Tears start to drip down his cheeks "She is unconscious, so is he. The Aunt has her. She is safe. The Father is dragged to the blue box. 'He will be safe there.' She takes the child away…. To her father's house. He will be happy now. He can have what he wanted. He can be happy." By now Cristofer was shaking terribly, and the tears were flowing down his cheeks. "I'm sorry… I'm so sorry…" He said as he passed out.

The connection broken, the Doctor slumped to the side. "Doctor, are you alright?" Pete came over and helped him out of the chair and onto the other sofa.

"Now I know how the little boy with his finger in the dam felt." He held his head. "What did you find out? "

"We have a time, a place, a world, and maybe a location." Adam helped move Brother Cristofer so that he was lying on the sofa comfortably.

"Which is?" The Doctor tried to get the room to stop spinning.

"Earth, I mean the Earth that Rose and Jackie are from, New Years Eve night 2005." Pete laid a blanket over the priest.

"Why would she take her there?" The Doctor asked with one eye open.

"It's where he died." Adam stated.

"What? What?" The Doctor sat up quickly, which made the room spin again.

"You, he… I mean THE Doctor was telling Rose goodbye before he died." Pete said keeping his eye on their Doctor. It is not often you hear how a version of yourself died.

"THE Doctor was dying in the snow, from what we can tell Donna sent Evee to him. Evee thought he was you."

"She would have gone to me, and hugged me." He said sadly not looking at anyone in particular. "She would have absorbed some of the regeneration energy. What happened to her?"

"That's when Cristofer started to loose control. He kept saying it burned."

"John Smith's daughter saved the Doctor's life." Came a voice from the door way. Everyone turned to see who it was. Rose Tyler-Smith stood in the doorways looking like the world crashed on her.

Standing carefully the Doctor went to Rose. "It didn't kill her, just knocked her unconscious."

"I saw her." Rose said as she walked into the Doctor's arms. "Every day on the way to the shop I walked past a school. Each day a little girl would wave at me, with a smile that could light a room. I used to hope that one day I would have a daughter like her. Funny, I never thought she was mine." She hid her face in the Doctor's chest. He closed his eyes as he sat his chin on her head.

"What do we do?" Pete asked.

The Doctor opened his eyes to look each man in the face, "Find someway to bring her home." The look in his eyes made Adam take an involuntary step back. One thing he had learned in his life, NEVER mess with a vengeful Time Lord. Death would be a merciful release compared to when he got his hands on you.


Author's Note: Here is where things are going to get interesting. Read and Review