They currently sat at the biggest intergalactic café Donna Noble had ever seen. It was 125 stories and who knew how many square feet the place covered but despite its size it managed to seem very small, quiet and better yet, very personal.

"Those fools banished me right about the time you left that last time," the Captain was saying as she bitterly swirled some concoction she claimed to be like tea around in her glass. Donna wasn't sure she believed her, or the Doctor either, the tea she knew wasn't blue…or glowing.

"Thought I was playing them and working with the Daleks or something. Can you imagine that? I only brought them information, never gave it away. That wasn't my job, I was a proper Gallifreyian pirate."

The Doctor leaned into Donna as he noticed a look of confusion cross her face. The pirates she knew of were known to be rather unsavory characters. "She was more like a spy rather than a pirate. Scoured the universes for information, technology and cheap tricks that could help us win the Time War."

The blonde nodded her affirmation, signaling a waiter and asking for more of the glowing drink she had been drinking. "So I did the only thing I knew- I headed to Raxzusa," she smiled fondly, replaying the memories in her head. "Spent 50 years drunk and just as long hung over. Gambled, got in to trouble…" her face darkened and the Doctor leaned forward. This is what he wanted to hear.

"Somewhere along the line I was accused of cheating on a numbers game. I don't cheat! Especially with numbers games, those are very serious. Unfortunately for me, I just happen to be very good with numbers," Her fists balled and her eyes narrowed until she caught the Doctor's raised eyebrow. He was all too familiar with her temper just as she was with his.

With a sigh, she took a moment to compose her thoughts before she started again. "I went on trial and was found guilty and sentenced to a life sentence on Saso 7 but not after they chased me halfway across space itself. Once on Saso 7, it's a death sentence. No one is meant to escape alive, they're meant to become food for the Veerals."

"But you did," Donna stated, "You survived."

Her mouth twisted into a grin and she leaned her chair back on two legs, balancing precariously while she folded her arms behind her head in a very arrogant pose. "That's because they've never sentenced a Time Lord! I could escape the Veerals and the few times I couldn't, well… I'm still here."

The Doctor remained silent. He had been alone for so long. Then the Master had come along and tried to take over Earth. When his wife shot him, he hadn't chosen to regenerate. That brief moment where the Doctor thought he would have someone else had vanished. He had gone on but now the Captain was here, right in front of him. He was still trying to comprehend the reality of the situation.

"But as advanced as your lot is, no one has come up with a way to sense another Time Lord across space?" The Captain was grateful for Donna, without her the situation would likely be awkward and quiet.

"The very core of Raxzusa is a natural biodamper. When you're there, you're hidden. The planet is mostly populated by criminals and outlaws. It's a perfect place for them to live," The Doctor chimed in. It was such a simple solution; he wondered why he hadn't thought to check there before. Simple yes, but also a stretch. The chances of him finding another Time Lord on Raxzusa had been slim.

Even Donna knew that right now wasn't a time to be sarcastic. The trio sat in silence for a few minutes, the only interruption being the waiter bringing the Captain another drink. "I tried to go back," she mumbled, her voice low and eyes downcast. "When the Time War reached the worst, I tried to go back and offer my help. They wouldn't take it. They wanted nothing to do with me."

"We lost the Time War," The Doctor said after a few moments. "Everyone lost, there wasn't a winner. The only way to end it was with a Time Lock. I thought I was the only survivor. The Master popped up for a bit but his wife shot him and he refused to regenerate. But all this time you've been on Raxzusa and Saso 7." He wasn't sure how he felt about that right now. Bitter, a little mad? Or maybe just relieved to find someone else.

The Captain's face fell. "All of them? All of the Time Lords?" She asked in disbelief. When she had left, there had been nearly the whole civilization left.

"Gone."

That one word had power. Nothing else was needed for the Captain to realize the severity of the situation. All the Time Lords were dead, her whole race vanished without her knowing. She and the Doctor were the only ones left.

"Wait just a minute," Donna started, breaking the tense silence that had engulfed the table. "You've been drunk for fifty some years and you left him to clean up the universe by himself?"

The Captain's eyes narrowed and her demeanor instantly changed. "Have you ever been exiled, Donna Noble? You lose your will to live! Had I know the Time War had ended as such and the Doctor was the only one left don't you think I would have done something about it?" She couldn't deal with the foolish human woman anymore. Too much information had just been dropped on her. She needed time to process it.

She finished off her drink before storming back to the TARDIS, leaving the Doctor and Donna alone. "I wouldn't antagonize her," the Doctor stated plainly, following the path the other Time Lord had taken with his eyes.

"But aren't you mad? She was partying while you were working your tail off trying to fix everything. She was gambling while you were struggling."

"It's just who she is, Donna! She's always been that way but I know, I honestly know that if she had had any inkling of the situation or what had happened she would have been there. Did you hear her? She tried to come back. They wouldn't take her," He muttered, his temper rising and falling before he was finished speaking. The Doctor rubbed his temples before getting up and walking off.

"Come on! No use hanging around here all day. Intergalatic café doesn't even come close to the beaches of Calouyh, blue sand and orange water! It's so cold outside but the water is practically boiling," his voice was back to its usual tone and his demeanor had returned as well. Donna sighed, wishing that he could just stay static for once. It was hard to tell what someone was feeling when they changed on a dime like that.

But he was right. She'd nearly had enough excitement at this café. It was time to get a move on. There were plenty of sites to see and species to meet along the way. Maybe with two Time Lords, all those pesky problems could be wrapped up a whole lot quicker and they could take a real holiday. Those beaches of Calouyh sounded nice.