Riley walked through the row of stalls in the Undercity as she waited for the Doctor to finish conversing with the slavers. It was too emotional for her to even think about, let alone be witness to, people who would kidnap and sell others. They may not be humans, but they were still living, breathing creatures who deserved better.

She noticed the girl from earlier, the same one who bumped into her that morning on the way to visit Hame, sitting against a brick wall. Riley felt awful for judging the girl despite not knowing her story, and now there was time to fix that while she waited for the Doctor.

"Hi, do you remember me?" she asked as she approached cautiously.

The girl looked up from beneath her hood, "Girl who was in my way earlier. Ya I remember."

Riley fought the urge be offended and tried to further open the lines of communication. "That looks nice," she observed, noticing the scraps of paper the girl had in her hands.

Clearly the stranger was taken back by this, "Thanks." It was obvious by her tone the girl was not used to compliments, or any sort of positive reinforcement of any kind. Such a simple sentiment was completely foreign to her.

"Don't mention it," Riley grinned, happy to be making some progress. "What is that you're drawing?" she asked, genuinely intrigued.

A sad smile crossed the girl's face, "Home. At least what I can remember anyways."

Riley squinted and looked closer, "Is that Christopher Park?" She couldn't believe this girl on an alien planet, millions of years in the future, was drawing a place she knew so well.

"You know it?" the girl asked, temporarily lowering her guard.

"I do," Riley responded, shock and confusion dripping from her voice. "How do you know it?"

"I went there all the time until I was six," she said reminiscing of a time long past, "until… well, it doesn't matter now."

"You're from New York," Riley said outright. It wasn't a question but a revelation. The girl in front of her somehow didn't belong in this time anymore than she did.

The girl looked up for a brief moment, her demeanor hardening once more, "This is New York. The only one that matters anyway."

"No," Riley pleaded with her to listen, "I'm from New York too. The original New York. I came here with the Doctor."

"Are you stuck here too then?" she asked, not looking up from her drawing.

Riley shook her head, not that the girl noticed, "He's going to take me back home."

Suddenly the Doctor burst through the doors to the arena he had been meeting in. "Riley, run!" he called as he sprinted towards the TARDIS.

"What happened?" Riley called after him.

He paused momentarily to explain, "I told them I'm the last surviving member of the Council of Elrond. As long as I'm alive no additional slaves can be bought or sold."

"Isn't that from The Lord of the Rings?" she asked him, her brow furrowing.

"Well yes," the Doctor confirmed, "but they don't know that."

"So what's the problem?" Riley asked as a smile spread across her face. She still didn't see the need to start running.

"As long as I am alive . The slavers may want to kill me now," the Doctor clarified as a mob erupted through the doors he just came through. "Quick, get to the TARDIS!" He took off running again, key in hand.

The girl Riley had been speaking to listened carefully to every word had been exchanged. No more buying or selling, but nothing for those already stuck in the life. Not to mention the entire plan only held together as long as none of the slavers decided to take an interest in classic Earth literature. She leapt from her seat on the ground and called to Riley, pleading, "Wait. Please, take me with you. I don't belong here. Please, save me from this."

Riley took only a second, glancing towards the Doctor before back at the helpless girl. Something inside her told her there was no choice to consider. There was no alternative, she had to save this girl. Logic and reason went out the window as Riley followed her gut. She nodded, a determined smile crossing her face, "Let's go."

The two girls took off after the Doctor, hoping to outrun the slavers behind them. Once they were safely in the TARDIS, the Doctor slammed the door and rushed to the controls. Once they were safely out of harm he turned to the girls, a mix of confusion and annoyance across his face.

"Now where did you come from?" he asked the newest arrival.

The girl removed her hood to reveal long, matted blonde hair that hadn't seen a shower in some time. "I asked her if she could take me with you," she turned to look at Riley. "I couldn't be there anymore."

"She's from New York," Riley explained. "But not New New York, my New York."

"How on New Earth did she get there then?" the Doctor asked curiously.

"I don't know," the girl explained desperately. "One day when I was a little I was on the street, and the next thing I remembered was waking up on a ship with seventeen other kids. Eventually I was sold to Haas. I'm not supposed to be here, I swear."

"Slave traders," he said through clenched teeth. "I'm sorry you went through that, but Riley," he turned his attention to the suddenly nervous looking brunette, "you can't just be inviting people on to my TARDIS."

Riley looked at him helplessly as she took a few steps closer, "But I had to, I don't know why. I don't have a reason or explanation. Something in me just had to."

He simply shook his head and looked over her shoulder, back to his newest passenger, "And what is your name?"

"I'm Maya," she said timidly. "You can drop me off anywhere if I'm not welcome. I just couldn't be there anymore."

"Hello, Maya," his voice suddenly softer as he walked around Riley to greet her properly, "and welcome to the TARDIS. You are welcome to stay here as long as you'd like. Sorry for my reaction earlier, but we can't go about just letting anyone into the TARDIS. This is the most powerful time machine in all of existence."

"This is a time machine? Can you fix my history?" she looked at him desperately.

A frown crossed his face, "Unfortunately I cannot, but let's see what we can do about your future."

"Good enough for me," she smiled up at him, a glimmer of hope shining her eyes for the very first time in her life.

"Hi," Riley said from behind the Doctor. "We never formerly introduced ourselves, and since you'll be traveling with us now I feel we should."

Maya laughed, feeling tremendously lighter after escaping New New York. She extended her hand, "You're right. I'm Maya."

Riley smiled back at her, moving to take the offered hand, "Hello, Maya. I'm Riley."

The moment their hands connected their skin began to glow bright yellow, the same yellow as the the space-time element powering the TARDIS. The light grew brighter and wider until it exploded, sending a beam of energy through the ship.

"Wh-what was that?" Maya asked, clearly terrified at what had just happened. Riley could only shake her head in reply, her emotions mimicking their newest traveler.

The Doctor rushed back over as he pulled out his sonic screwdriver to begin scanning, "Oh, well this is very interesting."