Summary: Rose tries desperately to reunite with the Doctor but the Silence are moving against them. Ood Sigma forewarns of the destruction of the universe but what does this have to do with the Bad Wolf? Why is the TARDIS failing? And Donna has remembered all...

Rating: T

A/N: I wasn't going to continue with this but all the reviews you gave me spurred me to do some more writing and to get more updates on this. So this will basically be a review for new chapter FanFiction. Enjoy and Review please…

Disclaimer: No I don't own Doctor Who because if I did Rose would snog the 11th Doctor.


Chapter Two

It Wouldn't Be Plain Sailing

He clutched the sword tighter in his hand and swung it with practised ease towards the figure that approached him out of the fog. It moved closer and he swung it yet again with more precision and he saw, to his pleasure, that the figure stopped moving.

"Who's there?" He called in a hopefully threatening voice.

The figure didn't speak it just moved again and he swung his sword yet again. There was a strange person hanging about him in the mist, a strange who had been haunting him for days, who no-one else could see. This time the cool metal of his blade connected with its target and he heard the sound of his sword ripping cloth and flesh and then a scream. The figure loomed even closer now. He lunged again this time driving his sword through whatever it was that was in front of him and then pulling it out. It was covered in blood and the sight nearly made him puke in horror. What had he done? The figure screamed again but then fell silent onto the floor. Mind spinning he dropped his sword and ran into the mist, hoping his old medical knowledge wouldn't fail him, and towards where the figure had dropped. He didn't care if he didn't have a clue who this thing was. He didn't care that it could have been about to kill him. All he cared about was the fact that he might have killed something out of pure fear and instinct. He had killed before, that much was certain, but there was always some sort of justifiable reason for it. He didn't kill in cold blood.

He did now.

He had reached the figure and it was sprawled across the floor, a deathly pale white in colour. It was a man seemingly human in species and he had short dark brown hair. He wore olden style clothing and a big heavy military coat that seemed to be from the 1940's – the time of the Second World War. He was so out of place here. A massive gash was in his right side and just as the person who killed him ghosted his fingers across them they healed and a gasp for oxygen emitted from the man's mouth.

"Well that wasn't how people usually say hey," The strange immortal man called with a thick American accent "Let's start again… Hello handsome! I'm Captain Jack Harkness and who might you be?"

Jack winked and smiled at his killer in a flirtatious manner as if the two had done nothing more then waved and maybe discussed the weather. Not one murdering the other. "R-Rory… Rory Williams." Rory said shakily.

"That's not very Romanish… Anyway, Rory I need to ask you something."

"Go on."

"Why aren't you running around screaming or whatever? And why on Earth did my vortex manipulator pull me into this time zone?"


It was so beautiful… Yet so scary, so foreboding; so wrong. It seemed to loom out at her as she neared the wall step by step. It came to life and suddenly she could see bright light emitting from it, the sound of waves and a distinct hum of… of… Rose couldn't quite place it but she knew that the word that she needed was on the right tip of her tongue. The hum seemed so familiar. What was it? She knew now why Torchwood High Command had called her out on this now. It was such a rare, weird case that they probably hoped the old travelling companion of The Doctor might be able to shed some light where their top scientists had failed. Well so far Rose couldn't but never one for giving up she moved closer to the crack. Maybe if she scanned it…

"Worth a try." She muttered to herself.

Pulling out her bronze scanner she clicked a few times on the touch screen and stood waiting, tapping her foot impatiently, for the steady bleeping to end and the results to come in, all the while trying to avoid looking at those levers. No need for more stupid memories and stupid feelings of love, loss and mourning. She was moving on with her life and thinking of those things would just make the few bricks she had begun to rebuild crumble back down again. The mechanical beeping noises drew to a halt and Rose looked down at the screen below her. It showed nothing. No energy of any kind was seeping from that crack. The scanner simply stated that it was just a completely normal crack that appeared in walls. How could it be though? Since when did normal cracks have bright white light or inspire feelings in people. They didn't. The scanner must have been broken. It had to be. It had always been so reliable before today.

What if it wasn't broken? What if this crack was somehow interfering with her scanner? What if it – No! Rose thought. She didn't to scare herself or get irrational thoughts in her head. It was just a crack. A strange – possibly alien – crack if that. A crack none the less. Maybe if Rose moved closer to it? Maybe if she was nearer then she might get a better idea of whatever this thing was.

Resigned to this new plan Rose gathered all her courage and stepped a little closer towards the crack. It stayed exactly the same as before and if Rose was honest she was a little disappointed. She wanted some action in her life; some excitement. Like when she was with The Doctor…

That was the past though. She stepped forward a few more steps and now it was in arms reach. Rose once again set off her scanner and waited for the scan to finish. It took longer this time and Rose was certain that the shortened distance between her and the crack had got more information but the scan once again heralded the same results. Nothing special. Nothing alien. Nothing.

Rose sighed. It seemed as if her scanner wasn't going to help her on this one. A more manual search would be needed. With two more steps Rose was now directly in front of the crack and the sound of waves grew even louder as if beckoning in. And then there was that hum again… That distant but familiar hum... In that moment Rose realised what the hum was like. It was the hum of time. The hum of space. The hum that constantly crackled in the TARDIS. The hum of her true home…

Rose reached out her hand and touched the crack lightly. The light exploded into the room, Rose flung her eyes shut, and small tendrils wrapped around her shocked body. Then she was being lifted into the air and being devoured into the crack.

And then she was dead.

And no-one would remember her here…


The Silence shifted uneasily as a collective shudder ran through each and every member of the alien parasites that were currently stood in the rocky antechamber. Electricity crackled around them as they slumped as one slightly as if tired. This was new. All of it was new. The bright blue electricity shot around in frenzied flashes, scorching the floors and the walls, always missing the Silence by mere millimetres. Water dripped of the roof combining with the raw electricity and making it even more powerful. Something needed to be done. Now! The plan needed to move along faster or everything would be wrecked. The Silence slumped a little more, some of them falling onto the floor in pain, and suddenly the electricity and the water was gone. A golden light darted across their eyes and then disappeared into nothingness as if it was never there. Carefully rising the Silence were soon on their feet and standing alert, trying to guess if there was going to be another… attack? Was that the right word? All of their mouths opened simultaneously and harsh angry screams echoed from within them breaking the air around them. A couple of loose rocks shattered due to the frequency and the force of the sound scattering tiny bits of stone everywhere yet the Silence continued to scream. How could they have let this happen? How? For the cause of their anger and annoyance was directed to the floor. Well more specifically writing that had appeared on the floor in bold white writing. It stared up at them, teasing them, as it showed the two words that the Silence hated most of all. And in that moment the Silence knew that from here on in it wouldn't be plain sailing. For the floor showed the words;

Bad Wolf…


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