A/N: - Heya, fourth part up. This is all coming up pretty quick and the last part to Partners in Crime should be up sometime tomorrow or Sunday at the latest. After The Trio of Time, I'll be posting a long filler chapter. It'll help seal the gap and conclude parts of Series 3 and such. Hope you like it. Tell me what you think of it. TTYL, been on the computer for too long… *stretches* =D

Donna and Rose continued running up the stairs, occasionally looking back to check that they weren't being followed.

"You really… went…. through… all this just to… find us again?" Rose verified, a couple of steps behind Donna.

"Yeah… kept thinking…about… last year… couldn't…move on… " Donna panted in between breaths, and then added with a smile. "He's still got that blue box, hasn't he?"

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Meanwhile, the Doctor scrambled out of the cradle like structure and left the rooftop, racing down the stairs.

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Miss Foster growled and immediately her henchmen blasted the door down with laser guns and followed hot on the trail of Rose and Donna.

"I always said they 'ad guns!" Rose wheezed over the sound of a door being shot down.

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"What about me?" Penny yelled helplessly, still strapped to the chair as Miss Foster and her bodyguards rushed off.

Just great!? All she ever wanted to do was please her editor and get a good salary, by suing Adipose Industries for whatever nonsense they were doing, but no. Things never worked out that way. Penny had to go and come face to face with some alien potato creature, just after getting tied to a chair.

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Just as the Doctor made his way down onto the eleventh floor, he saw a glimpse of red and yellow.

Rose was all over him in an instant, wrapping him in an enormous heart-warming hug.

"Where on Earth did you go?" Rose said, releasing herself from his grip/

"Where did I go?! I waited for you for ages; I never should've trusted you. Don't wander off, I said. Then you go and get yourself kidnapped."

"I got out of that one on my own, thank you very much! No thanks to you."

"Ah, but you would've--"

Donna coughed, "Ahem."

The Doctor suddenly jerked his head to the red head, who was impatiently tapping her feet.

"DONNA!"

"That took you long enough, where's my hug spaceman?"

The Doctor yanked her into a hug, before Donna pulled away and shook her head.

"What?!"

"Oh my God! I don't believe it, you've even got the same suit" Donna was aghast. "Don't you ever change?"

"Yeah, tell me about it," Rose rolled her eyes.

"Yeah thanks Donna, not right now."

"Is till owe one heck of a slap, 'cos you don't know what the hell I had to go--"

"Doctor!" Rose exclaimed, pointing the guards that were only two floors down from them

"Just like old times!" he yelped, grabbing Rose's hand and running up the stairs.

"Don't you dare leave me behind. You're not doing that again mister!" Donna yelled, smiling in approval as they stopped to wait for. "Thank you."

"And off we go again!"

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"Cos I thought, how do I find the Doctor? And then I just thought, look for trouble and then he'll turn up! So I looked everywhere, you name it - UFOs, sightings, crop circles, sea monsters. I looked, I found them all," Donna babbled, with Rose nodding at her out of habit, completely mesmerized. Donna barely stopped to take a breath. "Now there's something about the bees disappearing, I thought, he's connected. Cos the thing is, Doctor, I believe it all now. You opened my eyes. All those amazing things out there, I believe them all. Well, apart from that replica of the Titanic flying over Buckingham Palace on Christmas Day, I mean that's gotta be a hoax! I mean if that's true, then so are flying pigs!"

"You'd be surprised," said Rose with a smile.

"You're joking! You were there weren't you, oh this is crazy!"

"What do you mean, the bees are disappearing?" the Doctor interrupted, then turned to Rose. "Hold the sonic to setting 42 and hold it down, when I say so."

Rose caught the sonic screwdriver in her hands and watched in perplexity, as the Doctor busied himself by fumbling around with the controls of the window cleaner's cradle.

"I don't know. That's what it says on the internet." Donna shrugged nonchalantly.

"Now!"

Rose didn't buzz the sonic and the connection was lost again, "I told you to hold use the sonic, when I said so! Why didn't you hold it down? Now I have to do it all over again. Luckily I just need to… Rose! Sonic?!"

"Oh right!" Roe quickly flicked it to 42 and held the button down, only releasing it after it had produced a faint buzzing sound. "How was I s'posed to know? You said hold the sonic down when you said so and I don't know about you Donna, but I didn't hear any so. All I heard was now!"

"What I meant--"

"Well, as I was saying, on the same site, there was all the conspiracy theories about Adipose Industries, I thought let's take a look!

"In you get!" the Doctor cheered, taking his sonic back from Rose and jumping into the unstable cradle.

"Well in that thing?" Donna said, staring at him.

"Yes in that thing! Come on, get in then!"

Rose looked at it doubtfully. "Doctor, aint that thing a bit dangerous? It's wobbling, for goodness sake."

"There's nothing wrong with a bit of wobbling, a little bit of fun?"

"Fun?!"

"Donna? Rose? You getting in or what? Those bodyguards aren't going to stay inside for long you know!" the Doctor hurried, gesturing for them to get into the van and pointing at the door, where a source of loud banging was taking place.

"But if we go down in that, they'll just call us back up again," Donna reasoned. "And I'm with Rose, on that one, what if we fall?"

"No no no, cos I've locked the controls with a sonic cage. I'm the only one who can control it. Not unless she's got a sonic device of her own. Which is very unlikely. C'mon then, are you ladies getting in or do you wanna wait for Miss Foster's men-in-black to come escort you?"

Rose raised her hands up in surrender and allowed the Doctor to help in, followed by an extremely nervous Donna. The Doctor buzzed his sonic once more and was greeted by a rewarding click. The cradle's mechanism sounded and they slowly descended down.

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"Out of my way," Miss Foster declared severely, pushing her guards out the way and blasting the roof top door open with a blast of her pen. "There are much simpler ways to get things done around here!"

Proudly, she strode out onto the roof and clacked to the edge of the roof, looking down with a smirk at the cradle which was unhurriedly making its way down. This was far too easy.

"Oh, I don't think so,"

She used her sonic pen once more to accelerate the cradle, and bring it up. She plastered a smirk onto her face.

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"I still can't believe I found you!" Donna exclaimed again. "I mean, after all this time, all this searching, I finally found you! There was something far too weird about this company and I just had this feeling, that it was lucky chance! I just knew it! In the office, with Miss Foster, I was just looking up and I saw this flash of--"

"Red!" Rose said, joined by Donna's cry of, "Blonde."

"It was you!" they cried simultaneously.

The two females exchanged glances and laughed heartily, clearly leaving the Doctor very puzzled at all this 'girl talk'.

"How ridiculous is that? I was still in shock when I came outta the loos and saw you out there, by the lift. I wanted to call you, but Miss Foster and her cronies were there and I didn't wanna get caught too. But in my mind, I was like, they've got to be snooping."

"We were so not snooping!" the Doctor put in defensively. "Time travellers don't snoop, do they Rose? Rose?"

Rose doubled up laughing and spoke to Donna instead. "How did you know?! We were so snooping, and half the time I didn't know why. He just dragged me along saying 'Hey Rose, there's fat that just walks away, let's go and investigate!' and he locked us up in a storage cupboard, for the entire day! With bananas, as well."

"That's nothing, Rose! Mind you, must've been a bit of squeeze. Anyway, I sat in a toilet cubicle for nine and a 'alf bleedin' hours! Think how it musta been for me…"

"Hang on a minute," Rose said, deducting something. "The second time I was probably hallucinating or somethin', but when I went off to the toilets, and came out of the cubicle I swore I heard your voice."

"Oh. My. Gosh. I can't believe you heard that, did you hear what I was saying?"

"No, it was all sorta muffled and I thought I heard something about 'church' but then--"

Suddenly, the cradle jerked to a stop and started ascending back upwards, instead of the opposite. It was going up at an alarming rate.

"Oh no you don't!" the Doctor murmured, stopping it from moving with his sonic.

The cradle jolted to an abrupt stop, causing them to all fall on top of each other. The Doctor jumped up first, followed by Donna and then a very grumpy Rose – who was unfortunately stuck at the bottom of the pile-on. The Doctor started sonicking the nearest window frantically.

"Hold on. Hold on, we can get in through the window."

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Miss Foster was one step ahead of them and ordered another command into her wrist-watch communicator device, "Deadlock the building."

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"Can't get it open!" the Doctor wailed.

"Well, try again." Urged Rose, keeping an eye on the above and noticing the trembling of the cart every time somebody moved. "This thing doesn't look too steady either!"

Donna sighed and lifted up a huge spanner, "Well smash it then!"

Donna rammed the spanner at the glass but it wouldn't break, because it was safety glass, which made it different for some reason.

"Cutting the cable!" Rose warned.

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Miss Foster smirked again and pointed her sonic pen to the cable, making it smoke and fizz.

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The cable snapped. The Doctor managed to cling onto the cable, but Donna tumbled out and was only hanging on by a cable. The sweat was building up and grip loosening. Donna held on for dear life with a ll the strength she could muster

"DONNA!"

"Doctor!"

"Where's Rose?" the Doctor suddenly yelled anxiously, panic building up with a horrifying fear that she'd already fell to her death.

"I'm up 'ere!" Rose called from up above, the Doctor looked up in shock to see Rose clinging to the remaining cable, feet clinging to the rope like a monkey. Rose wrapped her legs and arms around the rope protectively. Thank goodness for gymnastics club. Just as the cable had snapped, Rose had grabbed the cable and hoisted herself up before plummeted to her death. The Doctor's heart slowed down in relief, but the panic built up again when he remembered about Donna.

"Rose, you OK?" he asked her.

"What do you think? Apart from the fact that I'm danglin' in mid-air on a cable that could snap any second now, yeah I'm fine." Rose retorted, quickly getting her grip back as her fingers slipped. "JUST HELP DONNA!"

"Hold on!" the Doctor yelled to Donna.

"I AM!" Donna snapped back.

Rose chuckled briefly at Donna's irony that rung out loud and clear, even though she was holding on for her life. The Doctor outstretched a hand, one hand clinging to the cradle, and tried to pull Donna up by the cable but couldn't.

"Doctor!" screamed Donna.

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"And now, for the other one," Miss Foster said bluntly.

She lifted up the sonic pen again, pointing it to the second cable. The Doctor directed his screwdriver to her hand and the pen sparkled, causing her to drop it.

"Aargh." Miss Foster scrunched her hair up in fury.

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The Doctor swiftly caught the second sonic pen in victory and turned to Rose for a favour.

"Rose, I'm sorry, but I'm going to have to ask you to for a favour," he shouted up to her.

"As long as it doesn't involve me fallin' to my death then go for it!" she shouted, pulling herself up again to tauten her friction.

"I want you to try and climb up to that next window and use both Sonics at setting SIXTY-FIVE to open the window. If you can't do it, I'll have to try get up there."

"Nope, I can do it, Doctor!"

The Doctor gently tossed the sonic screwdriver and the sonic pen up to Rose, giving her an encouraging smile.

"I'm going to fall!" reminded Donna.

Rose clutched one sonic in her mouth and the other in her spare hand. Hand and mouth occupied, Rose pushed herself up the rope, gathering all the strength she could get to lift her body up. She grinned at herself as she reached the window, then depended on her legs and arms to support her weight as she used her two hands to manage the Sonics. Rose correctly switched the settings on both screwdrivers (the pen wasn't so hard to handle) to 63, and pressed down on both switches with all her remaining strength, pushing the devices to the glass. There was the comforting clunk of lock churning open and the windows swung open freely.

"EXCUSE ME!" prompted Donna, once again.

"ROSE, GET DOWN TO THE FLOOR BELOW!" the Doctor screamed up at her.

Donna's feet hung parallel to the floor in which Penny was still tied to a chair, defenceless.

"What the hell is going on?" Penny exclaimed, staring out the window where a pair of feet were left dangling.

"This is all your fault. I should've stayed at home!" Donna wailed at the Doctor again.

"Don't worry, Donna. Hang on, I'll be two secs." Rose breathed a sigh of relief and carefully climbed into the building, remembering not to drop the Sonics. She heard the Doctor cheer below her and it caused a smile to erupt from her. She was never doing that again.

She landed with a soft thump onto the plush blue carpet, but she didn't spend too much time adoring the floor and pining over her aching red hands, 'cos she had Donna Noble to save. Rose sprinted out the room and ran down the stairs, skidding to a halt at Miss Foster's office.

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"Yes he's slippery, that one. Time we found out who he is," Miss Foster said aloud, rubbing her sore hands.

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"Heya Penny, how are ya?" She didn't wait for an answer. "Just stopping by, don't mind me!" Rose declared, running into the room and opening the window nearest the desk.

"Is anyone gonna tell me what's going on?" Penny shrieked, squirming wildly in the chair.

"This morning, in the thea'er… Observer, wasn't it? You're a journalist, right?"

"Yes."

"Do what journalists do best, make it up!" Rose replied happily, then muttered to herself. "Like when the press made-up wild stories, when the Doctor took me back a year late."

An image of an almost bald headed man with big ears and a Northern accent flashed through her head. Rose rid the thought and reached out to grab Donna's legs.

"What the Hell? Who is it? Get off me!"

"It's me, Rose!" she said, grabbing her legs. "I've got you! I've got you. Will ya stop kickin' already?"

Donna calmed down at the sound of her friend, and complied to Rose – finally pulling her back inside.

"You alright?"

"Yeah, even after nearly falling to my death, I don't know how you go about doing all this, Rose!"

"I dunno either, but it keeps a girl fit. Now where is that Doctor?"

Rose stuck her head out again and looked up. The Doctor had vanished. What? Where'd he go this time?

Suddenly, Rose heard a thud of feet and the Doctor clattered into the room grinning manically.

"How did you get down 'ere?"

"Climbed up!" Rose lobbed both Sonics back at him, which he caught gratefully.

"I was right. It's always like this with you two, innit?" Donna asked, still a bit dizzy from the heights.

The Doctor was more than happy to reply. "OH YES! And off we go!"

Rose flashed him her tongue between the teeth smile, and the trio were off again, revved up for more. Leaving poor Penny behind, once again.

"OI!"

The Doctor suddenly remembered and stuck his head round the door again, muttering a sheepish: "Sorry!"

He revealed his Sonic Screwdriver and used it to slacken the ropes tightness, until they simply fell loose all around her. The Doctor was off again. Ah, one more thing, but he couldn't be bothered to get back.

This time Rose stuck her head round the door, "Message from the Doctor." Penny stared at her, shaking her head. "The bloke with the brown pinstripes. As I was saying, message from the Doctor: do yourself a favour and get out!"

Rose ran off again to catch up with the Doctor and Donna, before Penny could say a word. Honestly, what Penny had to do to have a say around here! Well at least she could get out of this hellhole for once and for all. But first… Some snooping wouldn't hurt, besides Miss Foster and her men-in-black were far too busy chasing 'The Doctor', the redhead and that young blonde girl.

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Eventually, Rose caught up with them and joined them down to the floor of the call centre. They were happily running across, with the Doctor gibbering technobabble when they spotted Miss Foster (obviously with her henchman) not far down. They joined in the middle.

"Well then," Miss Foster tutted, swiping off her glasses. "at last."

"Hello," Rose introduced. "We've already met."

"Nice to meet you, I'm the Doctor." The Doctor smiled
"And I'm Donna."

"I've heard quite the lot about you, Doctor. Travellers of time, I take it? I can recognise the smell of radiation everywhere, I had to grow up in the stench! And evidently off-worlders, judging by your sonic technology."

"So what if we are? What's it to you who we are?" Rose said, eyeing her bodyguards.

"Such character, a valiant attitude I haven't witnessed in quite a while, I admit. Or is it just a front?" Miss Foster said blankly, looking Rose in the eye.

"No offence, but look who's talking," Rose snapped. "You can't go anywhere without those bodyguards following you."

"So much reasonings, yet little--"

"Oh yes, I've still got your sonic pen. Nice, I like it. Sleek, it's kinda sleek." The Doctor interrupted, showing it to Donna

Donna played along. "Oh it's definitely sleek."

"Yeah, and if you were to sign your real name that would be...?" The Doctor asked nonchalantly, sticking his bottom lip out slightly.

"Matron Cofelia of the Five-Straighten Classabindi Nursery Fleet. Intergalactic Class." Miss Foster replied.

"Yeap, now I see why you tell everyone you're Miss Foster," Rose mocked.

The Doctor shot her a look, as if to say Nice try, but you're pushing it.
"A wet nurse, using humans as surrogates."

"I've been employed by the Adiposian First Family to foster a new generation after their breeding planet was lost." Miss Foster answered

Donna and Rose shared a look behind the Doctor's back. "What do you mean lost? How do you lose a planet?"

"Oh, politics are none of my concern. I'm just here to take care of the children on behalf of the parents."

"What, like an outer space super-nanny?" Donna butted in.

"Yes, if you like."

"You should've called my mum," Rose put in.

"Ah yes good old, Jackie Tyler, she'd have the Adipose wrapped around her finger by now," the Doctor joined in, grinning.

"As I was just about to say, before you oh so rudely interrupted spaceman… those little things they're, they're made out of fat yeah, but that woman, Stacey Campbell, there was nothing left of her." Donna said, confusion engraved into her features. Aliens, podgy bits of fat, outer space super nannies; this was all too much for her!

"Oh, in a crisis the Adipose can convert bone and hair and internal organs. Makes them a little bit sick, poor things."

"What about poor Stacey?"

Rose's face fell; the way Donna was talking about it, it seemed that something bad had happened and she suspected it had something to do with death. Donna, ont he other hand, felt a horrid wash of sadness rush through her. Stacey was just an innocent human being and Miss Foster didn't even care, that a human life had to be sacrificed just for her own intentions. It was sick and it needed to stop, right there and right now. The Doctor'd better find a solution and fast, before the entire population of London dissolved into nothing!

The Doctor's face had the air of the Oncoming Storm about him. "Seeding a level 5 planet is against galactic law."

Miss Foster dared further. "Are you threatening me?"

"I'm trying to help you, Matron. This is your one chance; cos if you don't call this off, then I'll have to stop you."

"I hardly think you can stop bullets."

"No, hold on, hold on, hold on, hold on, one more thing, before... dying. Do you know what happens if you hold two identical sonic devices against each other?"

Miss Foster hesitated, running his words through his mind. "No."

"Nor me, lets find out!"

The Doctor held the sonic screwdriver and the sonic pen head to head with each other, clicking the right switch. The room vibrated as an awful highly resonated noise sounded, making Miss Foster and her cronies squirm in pain ad agony, as they clutched their ears, as if it'd offers them protection. A glass pane suddenly shattered. Even the noise is a bit too much for Donna and Rose.

Donna nudged him, so that he stopped. "Come on!"

TBC…

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