Author's Note: Wow, I have to admit, I've been grinning like crazy off and on this week seeing your reviews, follows, and favorites come in. Thank you so much for the warm responses to my fic, I greatly appreciate it! I'm glad you liked the beginning of this fic!

Before I start the chapter, just want to give you a heads up to read the note at the end, I have a bit of a challenge for y'all.

Disclaimer: I do not own Doctor Who or any of it's characters. If I did, we would have gotten that Metacrisis/Rose spinoff that was in the works. That and the rumored Christmas special of the Sarah Jane Adventures with Tom Baker. But at least I get to play with them here!

Btw, there are some lines from the Fourth Doctor Adventure, City of Death. If you haven't watched it, it's on Netflix and is quite enjoyable!

Alright, alons-y!

Rose stared at the woman who parked her bike and slid off with ease. Her leather jacket hung loosely on her and was covered with different patches. Whoever this was, she seemed to know Rose, even though Rose couldn't place her.

"I said, you coming?" She walked over to Rose.

"Coming where?"

"Wow, you are thick when you're young." The girl raised an eyebrow at her.

"I'm sorry, who are you?"

A huge smile crossed her face. "I'm Ace! And I'm here to take you home."

"Home?" Rose knew she couldn't mean what she truly wanted her her to hear. But it seemed impossible.

"See, your older self, told me to come get you, young Rose, at this spot."

"A self-fulfilling paradox."

"Now you're getting it."

Rose looked over the beach that had given her so much heart break and for the first time in about 50 years she felt a little less helpless about her situation. Maybe Jonathan was right and and there was a way home. But to that fate that he had written about, was that possible?

"But how?"

"You'll find out soon enough! I believe a friend of yours would say, spoilers, so come on!" Ace ran over to her bike and got on. "Ya coming?"

"You're serious?" Rose slid the diary in her bag and began to walk towards the bike. It wasn't like she had anything to lose at this point and if this did work and she found her Doctor, she would be able to tell him that she did have a good life with the metacrisis.

And she could now give him her forever, which might match his.

"I swear on my Nitro 9 recipe."

Rose ran the rest of the way to the bike and jumped on behind Ace.

"Hold on tight." Ace started up the bike and popped a u-turn, kicking up a lot of sand as she did so. "It's going to be a bumpy ride."

"Are we safe crossing the void like this?"

"This once we are, trust me it's special circumstances." Ace revved the bike before taking off. Just before they would have run out of beach, suddenly the parallel universe faded away and for a second they were in a tunnel of golden energy that took Rose's breath away yet at the same time looked slightly familiar.

She didn't have long to think about it though before they came out the other side. Ahead of her, Rose could see the Eiffel Tower and felt her jaw drop. "We're in Paris!"

Looking up into the sky, she let out a laugh. There were absolutely no zeppelins in sight. It had been years, almost a century, since she could say that and she couldn't help but feel relief that she would never have to lay eyes on those noisy polluting bothersome machines ever again.

But what Rose noticed the most was the song that had started again in her head. The song was time itself as far as Rose could tell. It was something she hadn't noticed until she had been trapped in the other universe. It was then that she understood the Doctor's struggle with an empty head.

Now though, the song filled her head and it was joyous. The TARDIS was close and she was happy to see Rose.

The river, Rose couldn't remember it's name was not to far from where they had come through. On the road nearby, she noticed antique cars driving around.

"When are we?"

Ace smiled. "1979. But be careful here, an earlier version of the Professor is wandering around here. He's got to handle something, and then you can sneak onto the TARDIS."

Reaching into her pocket, she pulled out a small bag. "It's going to be a couple of days so this should hold you over until then."

Rose took the bag and nodded and Ace mounted her bike. "See you soon."

"See ya, Rose." Ace revved the bike and turned around. "Good luck!"

Rose watched as she disappeared down the road before turning to see the city.

"Paris." She looked around trying to figure out what she wanted to do next. Something drove her to the Lourve and she realized that she could see the real Mona Lisa.

Well, this universe's Mona Lisa.

She had discovered a love of art about fifty years ago an had the privilege of seeing a lot of that universe's great masterpieces. Part of her wondered how many existed her in her home universe.

Wandering in, she was happy to see that it was just as amazing here as it had been in the other universe. Room after room displayed more art than one might believe exists. Also, she noted several things that weren't here yet that would make it's way in to the museum in the future.

Finally, she found herself in the room with the infamous Mona Lisa. As she entered the room, two people crowded around the painting. One was a tall man in a brown coat wearing the longest scarf Rose had ever seen. He was with a girl in a school uniform of some kind.

"Quite good? That's one of the great treasures of the universe and you say quite good?" Rose overheard the man say.

"The world, Doctor, the world." At the girl's comment, Rose did a double take at the man, studying her love more carefully. If she remembered Jonathan's stories, this was his fourth form.

"What are you talking about?"

"Not the universe in public, Doctor. It only calls attention."

Rose couldn't help but snort at that. The Doctor wasn't great at being subtle.

"I don't care. It's one of the great treasures of the universe!" His statement was quite loud.

"Shush!"

It was taking everything Rose had not to laugh. Some things never changed.

"I don't care. Let them gawp, let them gape. What do I care?"

"Why hasn't she got any eyebrows?" The girl asked.

Both Rose and The Doctor did a double take. "What? Is that all you can say? No eyebrows? We're talking about the Mona Lisa. It's the Mona…"

Rose moved out of the way of a tour group that was entering the room. It looked as if the Doctor's time with the Mona Lisa was about to come to an end.

"Good heavens, you're right. She hasn't got any eyebrows. Do you know, I never noticed that before."

Just as the tour guide was interrupting them, Rose felt a wave of… well she wasn't sure what sweep through the room. She almost fell over but whatever it was, it passed as quickly as it had come.

But the Doctor must have felt it too because she saw him fall down onto a bench before bouncing up and quickly leaving the room. Rose took a quick look at the infamous painting before leaving the museum as well.

Bags sat by the door as the twin suns set in the darkening orange sky. While she was so so proud of Theta, Penelope's heart broke a bit that her youngest son was off to the academy in the morning. Both her sons had made it, an accomplishment in this day and age, and tomorrow he joined Braxtiel in the ranks of the Time Lords.

Galifreyians were above love, above things that "lower species" did to advance their race. Both her boys were children of the loom but they were hers to raise until they hit this age.

An age that was too young to have their youth stripped away.

But the bags were packed and by the door and Theta was in bed. She would make sure that he got on last good night's sleep under her roof.

"You should be proud! Both your boys were accepted into the academy!"

People had been making the comments all week but it didn't stop her heart ache at the idea that starting tomorrow, she would have an empty house.

"Momma?"

Penelope turned to see Theta at the door to his room. Sleep filled his eyes, but she could see the fear he tried to hide from his father.

"Theta, you need to go to bed. If your father catches you up."

"I'm scared." The boy came running. "Can you read me one last story?"

How could she say no to one last bedtime story?

Picking up her sweet boy, she took him back into his room and got him settled in his bed. Leaning over, she picked up a book of Galifreyian tales and turned to one of her favorites. Sure, it was a story the Time Lords used to explain why time was so sacred but Theta had always seemed attached to it.

"Are you going to read the one about the Goddess?"

She smiled. "It's our favorite."

Theta snuggled close as she opened the book.

"Back when Galifrey was a primitive world, three men came together to advance the race. Alongside them stood three goddesses.

"But we're going to read about the Goddess of Time!"

"Are you telling this story or am I?"

"Sorry."

Penelope smiled before she continued to read. "The Goddess of Time was said to be from a land far away and a time long since passed but yet to come."

"How can she be from both?"

"Well, when you learn how, you can let me know. I guess you'll have to listen to your lessons." She gave him a look that caused him to squirm.

"Yes, ma'am."

Turning back to the book, she continued. "The golden glow of time matched her hair and she walked with a purpose. Those who said they met her said that she carried paradoxes and timelines with her seeking to guide them as best she could. The Goddess met a Time Lord when he visited her home world and they travelled together seeing and rescuing the stars."

"But we're supposed to just observe. That's what Brax says."

"Maybe back then, someone broke the rules."

"Or it was before the rule."

"Maybe."

"Keep going."

"One day, the Time Lord's life was in jeopardy and the Goddess was separated from him. She looked into the vortex and absorbed time itself so that she could rescue her love. Successful in her task, she was later separated from her love by what appeared to be unbeatable odds. This time, it would take more than the power of time to reunite them."

"But again she found him and again they were separated. Time would pass and with the help of friends, eventually he would meet the Goddess again. It was said that when that time came, she would call on him to be time's champion and rule alongside her. And for his service, she would try to right some of the wrongs that had been done in his life."

"The Goddess has not visited Galifrey for some time, but it is said that she will be here in the Moment that she is needed the most. And she will always be there for her Champion when he needs her."

Closing the book, she turned to see Theta sound asleep. Pulling the blanket over him, she wandered out of his room and back to the window. From there, she could see the statue of the Goddess that stood in the square. Grabbing a rose from the flowers in the yard, she made her way to the fountain and laid the rose at the feet of the statue.

"Please look out for my son, Goddess. I want him to be able to learn and grow and become the kind of Time Lord this world needs. There's so much in him that I fear the Time Lords will want to squash out. But maybe our world needs more of that. Protect him, please."

Kneeling at the fountain, she looked up at the woman who's image she had seen everyday for as long as she could remember. "Please."

"I will do my best."

Penelope turned to see a woman standing beside her, her golden hair falling carefully over her flowing blue dress. Double taking, Penelope went from the fountainside to the ground. "Thank you for showing me favor, Goddess of Time."

A chuckle met her as a hand came into her line of vision. "Rise Penelope, for without you, I would not be. Theta has a long hard road ahead of him, but I promise you, when he needs me most, I will be there for him. And he will be there for me."

The Goddess pulled Penelope to her feet. Her eyes glowing gold. "I wanted to meet you, here where things begin. And we will meet again, when things seem impossible."

"My Theta, he's…" Penelope couldn't help but wonder, couldn't dream of the idea of her boy being Time's Champion.

"He's going to be fantastic." The Goddess smiled as if she was enjoying some sort of inside joke. "Go home to him, Penelope."

"I will." Penelope took off towards the house, but paused to look back at the fountain. The Goddess was no where to be found.

But as she went back inside to check on her sleeping boy, she couldn't help but wonder if that was one of those new Type 40 TARDISes she heard. She wondered who forgot to release the parking break before dematerialization.

The last time Rose had been in Paris was a universe away and at least fifty years ago. Jonathan had surprised her with a trip there after a particularly tough case at Torchwood. They'd spent a long weekend there, taking in the sites and ignoring the obvious and increasing age difference.

This time, she was on her own. It had been two days and now Rose was looking for the TARDIS. She'd taken the Doctor somewhere the day before, Rose noticed the absence of the song for a few minutes but it returned with an apologetic note. Using the song, Rose was navigating the streets of Paris, looking for the beloved blue box.

Turning down another street, she heard the song grow louder in her head.

My Wolf! You are close!

Rose turned, looking for the box.

Oh how I have, how I will miss you. My thief doesn't know yet but I can see what's ahead should you succeed in your task

What task?

It is a great one, my Wolf.

Rose slipped into a gallery and found the box sitting in front of a painting. The door opened a crack as she approached and Rose stepped inside.

For a second, the plainness of the console room surprised her. She was used the cathedral sized room with the coral struts and the warm lighting. This room, was mostly white with round things all over the walls that looked to be letting in sunlight, yet Rose wondered if it was the TARDIS providing the light.

The console itself was a lot smaller, the time rotor not reaching all the way to the ceiling like it would someday. And the console seemed more organized and smaller but was the same shape she was used to.

"Oh, I've missed you!" Rose ran her hand along the wall.

I have missed you. Quick, my Thief and his companion are going to return soon. Come to the library and we'll begin.

Rose wandered down a corridor, wondering if this sudden ability to hear the TARDIS was connected to the Bad Wolf.

You will learn in time, patience my Wolf.

She made her way to the library, marveling at how it too had changed. From what Jonathan had told her, each Doctor had stylistic preferences so the TARDIS changed to accompany them.

Plus, I am a woman. I'm allowed to change my looks every now and then.

"Fair enough." Rose entered the library. "Where do I start?"

In a section he doesn't frequent often, but to a book he once loved. Time for you to chase your destiny my Wolf.

AN: Alright, I have a challenge for y'all. In the opening chapter, I mentioned in Jonathan's (the metacrisis) letter that there was a list on the back page of things that he knew that the Doctor wouldn't have the courage to ask Rose to try to fix. I have a list written, but I'm curious as to what you think was on that list. I'd love to hear your input. You can leave it in a review or you can send it to me in a PM.

Thanks for reading guys!