Looking completely lost on what to do Trish then went over to Chloe to hug her. Chloe, however, shivered at her touch.
"Trish the drawings, have you seen what Chloe's drawings can do?" Rose then asked Trish.
"Who gave you permission to come into her room!? Get of my house!" Trish told her sharply.
"Tell us about the drawings Chloe?" The Doctor then asked as he finished looking over Dale's drawing and turned to face her.
"I don't wanna here any more of this" Trish told him.
"But that drawing of her dad, I heard a voice he spoke" Rose told her.
"He's dead! And these they're kids pictures now get out!" Trish nearly shouted back.
"Chloe has a power and, I don't know how, but she used it to take Danny Edwards, Dale Hicks, she's using it to snatch the kids" Peter then told her.
"Get out!" Trish snapped back.
"Have you sen those drawings move!?" Rose asked her pleadingly.
"I haven't seen anything!" Trish replied with a scoff.
"Yes you have out of the corner of your eye" The Doctor calmly told her.
"No!" Trish insisted.
"And you dismissed it because what choice do you have when you see something you can't possibly explain? You dismiss it right? And if anyone mentions it you get angry so it's never spoken of ever again" The Doctor continued to say as he walked over to her whilst Chloe picked up a coloured pencil and began turning it over in her hand.
"She's a child!" Trish insisted.
"And your terrified of her but there's no one to turn to cause who's going to believe the things you see out of the corner of your eye? No one, except me" The Doctor told her.
"Who are you?" Trish asked quietly.
"I'm help" He replied.
Having left Chloe alone in her room the Doctor, Rose, Peter and Trish had gone back downstairs and into the kitchen. Picking up a nearby jar of jam as he turned the recent events over in his mind the Doctor unscrewed the lid and dipped a finger in as he scooped up some on it and took it back out to lick. Rose and Peter saw what he was doing and both simultaneously cleared their throats in order to stop him. Looking up at them mid lick the Doctor saw that they were both giving him a silent warning and telling off glare that showed it wasn't normal or polite behavior. Then looking to Trish he saw that she was staring at him strangely, though was trying to cover it in politeness. Silently he put the jar back down as Rose and Peter both sighed and rolled there eyes at him.
"Those pictures they're alive, she's drawing people and they end up in her pictures" Rose then told him.
"Ionic energy, Chloe's harnessing it to steal those kids and place them in some sort of holding pen made up of Ionic power" The Doctor explained.
"And what about the dad from hell in her wardrobe?" Rose asked.
"How many times do I have to tell you he's dead!" Trish told her firmly.
"Well he's got a very loud voice for a dead bloke" Rose said back quietly.
"If living things can become drawings then maybe drawings can become living things" The Doctor guessed before he gave a shudder. "Chloe's real dad is dead but not the one that visits her in her nightmares that dad seems very real that's the dad she's drawn and he's a heartbeat away from crashing into this world" He then said as he looked up at the ceiling.
"She always got the worst of it when he was alive," Trish admitted.
"Doctor how can a twelve year old girl be doing any of this?" Peter asked. The Doctor paused to think for a moment.
"Let's find out" He then said before leading them out of the kitchen and back upstairs.
Entering Chloe's room they all saw that she was was sat cross legged on her bed. As the Doctor came and stood in front of her Chloe held up her hand as she showed him the sci-fi sign he'd shown her earlier.
"Nice one" The Doctor told her. He then bent down on one knee in front of her as he gentle placed his hands on either side of her head. Chloe's eyes then rolled back as the Doctor made a connection with her mind. "There we go" The Doctor then said gently as he carefully lowered her down onto the bed as her body went limp for a moment.
"I can't let him..." Trish began to say as she tried to step forwards.
"Shush it's ok just trust him" Rose reassured her as she put a hand on her shoulder to stop her. The Doctor then stood back up and looked down at Chloe.
"Now we can talk" He told her.
"I want Chloe! Wake her up! I want Chloe!" Chloe said, though her voice didn't seem to belong to her as it came out in a hushed angry tone.
"Who are you?" The Doctor asked.
"I want Chloe Webber!" The thing inside Chloe ordered as he hit the bed with Chloe's arm.
"What have you done to my little girl?" Trish asked the Doctor, sounding upset.
"Doctor what is it?" Peter asked, looking down at Chloe.
"I'm speaking to you, the entity that is using this human child! I request parley in accordance with the shadow proclamation" The Doctor told Chloe's form as he walked round to the side of the bed.
"I don't care about shadows or parleys" The voice replied.
"So what do you care about?" The Doctor asked.
"I want my friends" It replied.
"Your lonely I know, identify yourself?" The Doctor asked gently as he crouched down besides the side of the bed.
"I am one of many I travel with my brothers and sisters we take an endless journey a thousand of your lifetimes but I am alone! I hate it! It's not fair and I hate it!" It hissed in anger.
"Name yourself!" The Doctor asked.
"Isolus!" It replied.
"Your Isolus! Of course!" The Doctor realised.
"Our journey began in the deep realms where we were a family" The Isolus replied as it began drawing something on a piece of paper that was on the bed next to Chloe.
"What's that?" Trish asked.
"The Isolus mother, drifting through deep space, she jettisons millions of fledgling spores, her children" The Doctor explained as he stood back up and walked over to Rose, Peter and Trish before they all looked at the drawing of the pretty floating flower type creature. "The Isolus are empathic beings of intense emotions when they're cast off from their mother their empathic link they're need for each other sustains them, they need to be together they cannot be alone" The Doctor continued to explain.
"Our journey is long" The Isolus added.
"The Isolus children travel each inside a pod they ride their heat and energy off solar tides, it takes thousands and thousands of years for them to grow up" The Doctor said.
"Thousands of years just floating through space, poor things don't they go mad with boredom?" Rose asked.
"We play" The Isolus replied.
"You play?" Peter asked it.
"While they're traveling they play games, they use their Ionic power to literally create make believe worlds in which to play" The Doctor replied as he sat down next to Chloe.
"In flight entertainment" Rose said.
"Helps keep them happy, while they're happy they feed off each others love, without it they're lost" The Doctor explained before he looked down at Chloe. "Why did you come to Earth?" He then asked her.
"We were too close," The Isolus replied as it picked up another piece of paper and drew a circle with rays coming from it.
"It's a solar flare from the sun, it was a tidal wave of it's energy that must have scattered the Isolus pods" The Doctor explained.
"Only I fell to Earth, my brothers and sisters are left up there and I cannot reach them, so alone!" The Isolus said.
"Your pod crashed? Where is it?" The Doctor asked.
"My pod was drawn to heat and I was drawn to Chloe Webber" The Isolus said.
That day Chloe had been sat drawing at her desk. The window was open, allowing a gentle summer breeze to waft in. The Isolus had come in with breeze and hung in the air as Chloe stood up and went over to look at it in both curiosity and interest. The Isolus had then entered her through her mouth. "She was like me, alone, she needed me and I her" The Isolus explained.
"You empathised with her, you wanted to be with her because she was alone like you" The Doctor said understandingly.
"I want my family! It's not fair!" The Isolus replied in an upset tone.
"I understand, you wanna make a family, but you can't stay in this child it's wrong, you can't steal anymore friends for yourself" The Doctor told it gently but firmly.
"I am alone!" The Isolus then said angrily. Suddenly the wardrobe doors gave a violent rattle as a red light could be seen through the gaps in the middle of and underneath the doors.
"I'm coming to hurt you!" The menacing voice of Chloe's father hissed. Chloe's boy had begun to shake as if she was having a fit as the wardrobe doors rattled again.
"Don't open them!" The Doctor called to Peter, who gone over to the wardrobe and had taken hold of the door handles.
"I'm not!" He called back as he pushed himself against the doors just as another rattle shook the doors and him. "I'm trying to keep them shut!" He added as he used all the strength he had to brace the door. Chloe was still shaking and it was getting worse.
"Trish how do you calm her?" The Doctor then asked calmly.
"What!?" Trish asked back.
"When she has nightmares what do you do?" The Doctor asked.
"I..." Trish tried to say.
"What do you do!?" The Doctor asked more urgently.
"I sing to her!" Trish replied as the wardrobe doors and Peter holding them were hit with force again.
"Start singing!" The Doctor told her. Trish then knelt down besides Chloe and started singing the song they'd made up as she soothed her head.
"Chloe! I'm coming! Chloe!" The voice of Chloe's father threatened. But as Trish sung Chloe's body was stopping shaking before the wardrobe doors also stopped rattling as the voice of Chloe's father screamed in frustration before it faded away. Chloe and the Isolus had fallen asleep with the effort as Trish soothed Chloe's head.
"It came to her because she was lonely! Chloe I'm sorry!" Trish sobbed as she buried her face in her daughter.
After recovering herself Trish had led the Doctor, Rose and Peter downstairs into the lounge in order to give Chloe some rest. "Chloe usually got the brunt of his temper when he'd had a drink, the day he crashed the car I thought we were free I though it was over" She said as she began gathering up all of Chloe's drawing pencils and felt tips.
"Did you talk to about it?" Peter asked her as he and Rose sat down on the sofa whilst the Doctor stood next to it.
"I didn't want to" Trish replied.
"Maybe that's why Chloe feels so alone? Because she has all these terrible dreams about her dad but she can't talk to you about them?" Peter suggested.
"I didn't see what good it would do? To bring up bad memories like that" Trish told him.
"I know but sometimes kids really need someone to listen to them," Peter replied before he paused, looking as though he was debating on whether or not say something what else he wanted to. "Look Trish I got adopted at a very young age and it wasn't easy because my real parents had given me a hell of an inheritance to grow up with, one me or my adopted parents didn't have the first clue how to deal with," He told her.
"So what did you or they do?" Trish asked, seeing the connection. Peter shrugged.
"Most of the time nothing could be done, I mean how could it? They'd never seen anything like it before, but no matter what it was or how I was feeling about it I knew I could always go and talk to them" Peter replied.
"And that helped?" Trish asked. Peter nodded.
"Defiantly, even if they just sat there as I talked about it, sometimes they didn't even have to talk back" He told her. "Dealing with something is one thing but dealing with it alone just makes it all the worse" He added.
"Chloe and the Isolus, two lonely kids in the universe who need each other" The Doctor said quietly.
"And it won't stop will it Doctor? It'll just keep pulling kids in?" Rose asked.
"It's desperate to be loved and it's use to a pretty big family" The Doctor replied.
"How big?" Peter asked.
"Say around four billion?" The Doctor replied with a shrug. Rose and Peter's eyes widened simultaneously as they looked to the television that was showing the packed Olympic stadium.