Jace:

"So what is it? What's wrong?" I asked the Doctor as we walked out of the TARDIS into a dimly lit area with a lot of display cases around. Rose was with us, obviously, and she'd decided to grab a hold of me this morning and get me to experiment with make up. The Doctor hadn't said anything about it, but I thought I looked ridiculous. At least I was still wearing jeans and a shirt. I couldn't stand dresses.

He shrugged a little. "Don't know. Some kind of signal drawing the TARDIS off course."

"Where are we?"

"Earth. Utah, North America. About half a mile underground."

And then I got to ask the fun question. "And when are we?"

"Two thousand and twelve." You were kidding me.

Rose was still getting used to this as well. "God, that's so close. So I should be twenty six, and Jace 20." Then I found a light switch, and everything became a little more clear. "Blimey. It's a great big museum."

"An alien museum." The Doctor added, leading us through the different aisles, looking at a few things in the glass cases. "Someone's got a hobby. They must have spent a fortune on this. Chunks of meteorite, moon dust. That's the milometer from the Roswell spaceship." No, freaking, way. 1950's Roswell in the Nevada Desert? Seriously?!

And then I saw something that I recognised. "That's a bit of Slitheen! That's a Slitheen's arm. It's been stuffed." Rose and I were both flabbergasted at the idea of someone managing to actually kill one of those things in a way that wouldn't end in it exploding like poor Mickey's kitchen.

"Oh, look at you." The Doctor had stopped a little further up, looking at some sort of cybernetic head.

"What is it?"

"An old friend of mine." He considered that for a short moment. "Well, enemy. The stuff of nightmares reduced to an exhibit. I'm getting old." Another pause, just as I opened my mouth. "You say anything there, my Jacey and I will definitely ground you." Ah, he knew me so well already.

"Sorry, it was tempting but not worth it. Is that where the signal's coming from, though?"

He shook his head, taking my newly healed hand in his and giving it a brief squeeze. I like that, made me feel safe. "No, it's stone dead. The signal's alive. Something's reaching out, calling for help." He then touched the display case and an alarm went off, making armed guards rush in from all sides, cutting off an escape to the TARDIS.

"If someone's collecting aliens," Rose said softly, moving a little closer herself, "that makes you Exhibit A."

We were then lead through, or escorted by armed prison guards, through to a room where someone was being shown another thing by a younger guy, who looked around Rose's age. They were really guessing wrong, it wasn't anything to do with fuel like the younger guy thought, it was an instrument.

"I really wouldn't hold it like that." The Doctor and I said together, and the posh looking woman snapped at us to be quiet. What was it with the American stereotype? They really don't help themselves at times. "Really, though, that's wrong."

The boy looked at us in confusion. "Is it dangerous?"

"No, it just looks silly."

I reached for the item with the Doctor's nod, and suddenly there were guns cocking all around me. But the older man handed me the palm sized object. "You just need to be," I stroked it gently, making a note and worked out all the notes from it. "Delicate." Then I made several notes, turning it into a pretty tune, and as usual I could see the streams of light that came from it. I loved my sound synaesthesia, it was how I learnt music so quickly. I'd have loved this, to learn about it more and how the sound was created.

"It's a musical instrument."

The Doctor nodded, putting a proud hand on my shoulder as the man reached to take it back. "And it's a long way from home."

"Here, let me." He took it back and his touch was harsher, making me flinch at the lights that came from it, giving me a horrible taste. Not nice at all.

"I did say delicate. It reacts to the smallest fingerprint. It needs precision." And then he finally got it, the streaks of blue and purple floating around me like my personal northern lights. "Very good. Quite the expert."

"As are you." He casually tossed it to the side, on the floor. That was a beautiful instrument, how could you disrespect it like that? "Who exactly are you both?" Nice one, forget Rose then.

The Doctor gave him a warm smile. "I'm the Doctor, and this is my daughter Jace. And who are you?"

"Like you don't know." He scoffed. "We're hidden away with the most valuable collection of extra-terrestrial artefacts in the world, and you just stumbled in by mistake."

His smile became a cheeky grin. "Pretty much sums me up, yeah."

"The question is, how did you get in? Fifty three floors down, with your little cat burglar accomplice. You're quite a collector yourself, she's rather pretty, as is your daughter." Uh, no.

Rose finally got a word in then. "She's going to smack you if you keep calling her she."

"She's English too!" He looked over at the younger guy, still looking really nervous. "Hey, little Lord Fauntleroy. Got you a girlfriend or two." The Doctor pulled me closer to him protectively. Thank you...

"This is Mister Henry Van Statten." The boy said, and we still had no clue.

Rose was the one to vocalise this, and I think she felt good to get a little bit of revenge. "And who's he when he's at home?"

"Mister Van Statten owns the internet."

"Don't be stupid. No one owns the internet."

Van Statten smiled at that. "And let's just keep the whole world thinking that way, right kids?"

"So you're just about an expert in everything except the things in your museum." The Doctor nodded, and I took Rose's hand as well, so we were mostly able to stick together. "Anything you don't understand, you lock up."

"And you claim greater knowledge?"

The Doctor was still smiling, not really concerned yet. "I don't need to make claims, I know how good I am."

"And yet, I captured you. Right next to the Cage. What were you doing down there?" It looked like there was a lot of things in cages down there, just a lot of them had been killed and stuffed for it.

I lifted my head a little. "You tell us."

Van Statten was still trying to be smarter than ky adopted father. "The cage contains my one living specimen."

"And what's that?"

"Like you don't know."

"Show me."

"You want to see it?"

Rose broke it up as as they stared at each other silently for a moment. "Blimey, you can smell the testosterone."

"Goddard," the posh looking woman stepped forward. "Inform the Cage we're heading down. You, English. Look after the older girl. Go and canoodle or spoon or whatever it is you British do. And you, Doctor with no name, and your musically talented daughter, come and see my pet."

And then we left Rose with him, Statten leading us down further into the base and into a more techy type area. "We've tried everything. The creature has shielded itself but there's definite signs of life inside."

"Inside?" Ok, that sounded interesting. "Inside what?"

Another man was already down there when when arrived, smiling at his boss. Well, if he was rich enough own the Internet, tips would be huge. "Welcome back, sir. I've had to take the power down. The Metaltron is resting."

"Metaltron?" The Doctor questioned, and I agreed. Crappy name for it.

He smiled at us. "Thought of it myself. Good, isn't it? Although I'd much to prefer to find out it's real name."

"Here, you'd better put these on." We were both handed a pair of gauntlets. "The last guy that touched it burst into flames."

"I won't touch it then." He paused, looking at me. "Jacey, put them on please."

I did as I was told, surprisingly and Van Statten smiled smugly. "Go ahead, Doctor and musical genius Jace. Impress me."

He took my hand and lead me through the heavy metal doors that then closed behind us. It was very dark. "Look, I'm sorry about this. Mister Van Statten might think he's clever, but never mind him. I've come to help. I'm the Doctor and this is Jace."

A white light blinked next to a blue glow and I felt him stiffen. "Doc Tor?"

"Impossible."

"The Doctor?" Ok, this wasn't sounding, good as he backed away, holding me behind him, the most protective he'd been since my first night. The lights come up, revealing pepperpot type thing being held in chains. "Exterminate! Exterminate!"

The Doctor pulled me with him back to the bulkhead, hammering on the door in terror. "Let us out! Get Jace out of here!"

"Exterminate!" I was getting scared now, expecting some sort of weapon to be discharged and kill us both at any moment. "You are an enemy of the Daleks! You must be destroyed!"

Its gun arm twitched as I peered through the Doctor's arms, but nothing happened. "It's not working." He laughed, pulling me back with him as the creature looked at its faulty weapon. "Fantastic! Oh, fantastic! Powerless! Look at you. The great space dustbin. How does it feel?"

"Keep back!"

The Doctor stood inches away, staring into its eyepiece, while I stayed back, watching him in horror. What was he doing, this thing wanted him dead! "What for? What're you going to do to me and Jacey? If you can't kill, then what are you good for, Dalek? What's the point of you? You're nothing. What the hell are you here for?"

"I am waiting for orders."

"What does that mean?" I asked softly, hugging my arms around myself, not sure if I was more scared of the creature or the Doctor like this. He was angry, and, and like that the sound of his voice was lashing out at my senses, raw and red.

The Dalek looked at me instead. "I am a soldier. I was bred to receive orders."

"Well you're never going to get any. Not ever." The Doctor snapped, another round or harsh red light jolting out from him.

The Dalek was neutral in comparison, more yellow than red. "I demand orders!"

"They're never going to come!" He shouted again, making me drop, covering my eyes and ears, trying to block it out but my senses were just constantly attacked. "Your race is dead! You all burnt, all of you. Ten million ships on fire. The entire Dalek race wiped out in one second."

"You lie!"

"I watched it happen. I made it happen." W, what?

"You destroyed us?"

The Doctor nodded solemnly. "I had no choice."

"And what of the Time Lords?"

"Dead. They burnt with you. The end of the last great Time War. Everyone lost."

"And the coward survived. To adopt a human." This Dalek, a creature that the Doctor had been scared of had remembered me when the Doctor himself was more engrossed in the rage. It was getting to the stage that I could see it, dark purple around his head and heart, hearts, both sides. He was really so alien...

The Doctor finally looked back at me, and I glanced up at him through my hair, knowing there were tears dripping down my face. "Yeah, I adopted Jace. Oh, and I caught your little signal. Help me. Poor little thing. But there's no one else coming 'cause there's no one else left."

"I am alone in the universe."

"Yep."

"So are you." The Dalek told him. "We are the same. She is not your real daughter."

"We're not the same! I'm not-" There was a pause, and the room fell into a darkness with the absence of the bright colours of the rage from the Doctor and the pain from the Dalek. "No, wait. Maybe we are. You're right. Yeah, okay. You've got a point. 'Cause I know what to do. I know what should happen. I know what you deserve. Exterminate." And then he pulled a lever on the nearby console, lighting up the Dalek with electricity.

I vaguely remembered hearing myself screaming at him to stop, until we were both dragged from the room, the sound and light of electricity attacking my senses more than anything. And then I blacked out for a while.

Then when I woke up, it wasn't the Dalek screaming, it was the Doctor, chained and pulled tight on a torturous looking thing. And then I realised I was chained too, right next to him. "No! Let me go, please, let me go!"

"Two hearts!" Van Statten was laughing, looking at the scan of the Doctor while he breathed hard, huffs of blue from each breath. "Binary vascular system. Oh, I am so going to patent this."

"So that's your secret. You don't just collect this stuff, you scavenge it." I shouted, pulling at my chains, seeing that I was stripped down without a shirt as well. At least he left me with my bra, because for an undersized street girl, the breast fairy had still come in lashings for a 14 year old.

"This technology has been falling to Earth for centuries. All it took was the right mind to use it properly. Oh, the advances I've made from alien junk. You have no idea, Doctor, Jacey." No, only the Doctor and Mickey could call me that. "Broadband? Roswell. Just last year my scientists cultivated bacteria from the Russian crater, and do you know what we found? The cure for the common cold. Kept it strictly within the laboratory of course. No need to get people excited. Why sell one cure when I can sell a thousand palliatives?"

And then the Doctor spoke, still looking like he was in a lot of pain from the scan, whatever it was. "Do you know what a Dalek is, Van Statten? A Dalek is honest. It does what it was born to do for the survival of its species. That creature in your dungeon is better than you."

"In that case, I will be true to myself and continue."

"Listen to me! That thing downstairs is going to kill every last one of us!"

"Nothing can escape the Cage." And then he blasted me with the laser instead, making me scream in pain, the colours of my own screams in black and green, shooting out around me in lighting streaks.

The Doctor looked at me in horror. "Stop! Stop it, she's human, just leave her! Jace, Jace, I'm sorry, I'm so sorry..." It stopped and all I wanted was to curl into a ball but I couldn't move, my arms pulled out around me. "Jace, my Jace, I'm sorry. But it's woken up. It knows I'm here. It's going to get out. Van Statten, I swear, no one on this base is safe. No one on this planet!"

And then he hit it again on me, just to listen to my screams, accompanied by the Doctor pulling at his chains to look at me. Until the tannoy went. "Condition red! Condition red! I repeat, this is not a drill!"

"Release us if you want to live." The Doctor said, and then we were dropped, and I gasped, everything so raw and heightened at the noise. He came right over to me, wrapping his arms around me and holding me close. "Jace, my Jace, I'm sorry, I didn't know. I'm sorry, I didn't. Your poor senses right now... I'm sorry..."

He pulled me up with him, and we were lead into an office where the cage was on a large wall TV, so much bigger than anything I'd ever seen. Apparently size really did matter in the future. "You've got to keep it in that cell."

"Doctor, Jace, it's all my fault." Rose told us, on the screen, near where the Dalek was. No, no way.

"I've sealed the compartment. It can't get out, that lock's got a billion combinations."

The Doctor shook his head, trying to keep his voice level, but that just meant dark grey replaced the other colours. At least it was dull, and it didn't hurt my eyes. "A Dalek's a genius. It can calculate a thousand billion combinations in one second flat."

Something happened then and the soldiers started open firing, and I flinched at each and every small bang, a little firework of silver. "Rose, get out of there!"

The lights started flickering then, and my vision was lit by the sounds around me, and then we were told they were leaving the cage. "We're losing power. It's draining the base. Oh, my God. It's draining entire power supplies for the whole of Utah."

That made sense. It was in the system. "It's downloading."

"Downloading what?"

"Sir, the entire West Coast has gone down."

"It's not just energy." I said softly, looking the pulsing lights in the walls, all the power, the internet and it was all flowing down to the cage. "That Dalek just absorbed the entire internet. It knows everything."

"The cameras in the vault have gone down."

"We've only got emergency power. It's eaten everything else. You've got to kill it now!" The Doctor snapped, covering my ears to dull the sounds, so all I could see was the colour, telling me the emotions but not the words. I liked it when that happened. Because I would put stolen headphones in and just watch the world from above, the people living their day to day lives. Just the colours without words.

There were just swirls of it until he pulled away, talking about the weapons. "This museum of yours. Have you got any alien weapons?"

Goddard nodded. "Lots of them, but the trouble is the Dalek's between us and them."

"We've got to keep that thing alive." Van Statten insisted, and it took everything I had not to punch him in the face. "We could just seal the entire vault, trap it down there."

And at that, I did punch him, the dull thrum of pain in my hand sending light yellow up my arm. "Leaving everyone trapped with it. Rose is down there. I won't let that happen, because I have 2 people in my life and she is one of them. Have you got that? It's got to go through this area. What's that?"

Van Statten didn't answer, but Goddard did. "Weapons testing."

"Give guns to the technicians, the lawyers, anyone." The Doctor replied, taking my hand again. "Everyone. Only then have you got a chance of killing it."

The other man, the really, really ignorant man folded his arms a little. "I thought you were the great expert, Doctor, you and your daughter. If you're so impressive, then why not just reason with this Dalek? It must be willing to negotiate. There must be something it needs. Everything needs something."

"What's the nearest town?"

"Salt Lake City."

"Population?"

Even I knew that. "One million."

"All dead. If the Dalek gets out, it'll murder every living creature. That's all it needs."

He stared at us in horror. "But why would it do that?"

"Because it honestly believes they should die. Human beings are different, and anything different is wrong. It's the ultimate in racial cleansing and you, Van Statten, you've let it loose!" I flinched again at the noise, but I was getting used to the tones now, and it wasn't as bad. None of it had been directed at me, so that was a plus. "The Dalek's surrounded by a force field. The bullets are melting before they even hit home, but it's not indestructible. If you concentrate your fire, you might get through. Aim for the dome, the head, the eyepiece. That's the weak spot."

A man on the other end gave him a stupid look. "Thank you, Doctor, but I think I know how to fight one single tin robot. Positions!" They all ran into place, behind boxes and we watched Rose and Adam get shouted at for getting in the way before they ran out again. "On my mark. Open fire!"

"We've got vision." Goddard said softly as the screen was filled with the bangs and flashes of light from the bullets.

"It wants us to see." The hail of bullets was having no effect, as the Dalek rose up off the ground, zapping the fire sprinkles on. Once the concrete floor was covered with a layer of water, it fired downwards and electrocuted every wet person on the ground, and it felt like I was being shot too, shaking as the screams hit me, making me hide my face in the Doctor's chest again. "Oh God..."

"Fall back! Fall back!"

The Dalek killed him next and then they all went down. This wasn't right. Just, no, this was horrible. "Perhaps it's time for a new strategy. Maybe we should consider abandoning this place." No without Rose.

"Except there's no power to the helipad, sir. We can't get out."

"You said we could seal the vault." The Doctor spoke up, stroking my hair softly.

Van Statten nodded, looking a little scared at long last. "It was designed to be a bunker in the event of nuclear war. Steel bulkheads."

Goddard shook her head. "There's not enough power, those bulkheads are massive."

"We've got emergency power." I muttered, lifting my head. "We can re-route that to the bulkhead doors. But not until Rose is through."

"We'd have to bypass the security codes. That would take a computer genius."

Statten put his hand up. "Good thing you've got me, then."

"You want to help?"

"I don't want to die, Doctor, Jacey." Stop calling me that. "Simple as that. And nobody knows this software better than me."

And the Goddard spoke up, pointing to the screen. "Sir." It was the Dalek. "I shall speak only to the Doctor and his daughter, Jacey." OK, even a Dalek was calling me it now, great.

"You're going to get rusty." I told him with a thick voice. "Rusty the Dalek."

"I fed off the DNA of Rose Tyler. Extrapolating the biomass of a time traveller regenerated me."

The Doctor stiffened a little bit. "What's your next trick?"

The eye stalk went up and down at that, before it fixed on the camera again. "I have been searching for the Daleks."

"Yeah, we saw. downloading the internet. What did you find?"

"I scanned your satellites and radio telescopes."

"And?"

"Nothing." But... It was sad. He, he said no emotions, but I could see the sadness in the words, bringing tears to my eyes. It knew it was alone. "Where shall I get my orders now?"

The Doctor nodded a little. "You're just a soldier without commands."

"Then I shall follow the Primary Order, the Dalek instinct to destroy, to conquer." No, please. Why should you do that, you were feeling, you had emotion!

I cleared my throat, trying to stand taller. "What for? What's the point? Don't you see it's all gone? Everything you were, everything you stood for."

"Then what should I do?"

He raised his own head higher, squeezing my shoulders. "All right, then. If you want orders, follow this one. Kill yourself."

"The Daleks must survive!"

"The Daleks have failed! Why don't you finish the job and make the Daleks extinct. Rid the Universe of your filth. Why don't you just die?" He screamed at it, forgetting that I was right in front of him. I pulled away, shaking my head. "Jace?"

"You would make a good Dalek."

And then the screen went blank.

I took a deep breath, wiping my eyes and keeping them closed so I couldn't see the colours around me. "Seal the Vault."

"I can leech power off the ground defences, feed it to the bulkheads." Van Statten said, still hacking his way through his own system. "God, it's been years since I had to work this fast."

The Doctor spoke to him incredulously, his face probably the same I just couldn't see it. I was done with the colours right now. "Are you enjoying this?"

"Doctor, Jace, she's still down there."

I held my hand out expectantly and the Doctor put his phone in there, already dialling and I put it to my ear. "This isn't the best time."

"Where are you?"

"Level forty nine." She paused. "Jace, are you crying?"

I ignored the question. "You've got to keep moving. The vault's being sealed off up at level forty six."

"Can't you stop them closing?"

"We can't, the Doctor's the one who's closing them. We can't wait and I can't help you. I just watched them kill everyone in there. Now for God's sake, run. Please, Rose, please!"

"Done it. We've got power to the bulkheads."

"The Dalek's right behind them"

"We're nearly there." Rose panted, nearly there. "Give us two seconds."

"Doctor, I can't sustain the power. The whole system is failing. Doctor, you've got to close the bulkheads."

"Doctor, she's nearly there!"

I opened my eyes to see the colours still all around me, just sitting in the air as the Doctor looked at me. "I'm sorry."

He hit enter, and then the bulkhead started to lower and I was left panicking about whether my only friend could have made it. And then it was closed. "Rose, where are you? Rose, did you make it?"

"Sorry," She breathed. "I was a bit slow." I put it on speaker so the Doctor could hear. "See you, then, Doctor, Jace. It wasn't your fault. Remember that, okay? It wasn't your fault. And do you know what? I wouldn't have missed it for the world."

And then the phone went dead. "I killed her."

"I'm sorry."

"I said I'd protect her. She was only here because of me, just like Jace is, and you're sorry? I could've killed that Dalek in it's cell, but you stopped me."

Van Statten raised his voice now, and I was temped to close my eyes again, but why? I needed to get used to this now. "It was the prize of my collection!"

"Your collection?" He asked, shaking his head. "But was it worth it? Worth all those men's deaths? Worth Rose? Worth risking this 14 year year old girl? Let me tell you something, Van Statten. Mankind goes into space to explore, to be part of something greater.

The man nodded his head. "Exactly! I wanted to touch the stars!"

I growled a little at him and walked forwards, going to hit him again but the Doctor held me back. "You just want to drag the stars down and stick them underground, underneath tons of sand and dirt, and label them. You're about as far from the stars as you can get. And you took her down with you. She was nineteen years old."

And then Adam came in and the Doctor dropped me a little, knowing that my anger was dissipating. "You were quick on your feet, leaving Rose behind."

"I'm not the one who sealed the vault!"

The screen fizzled back into life, showing Rose and the Dalek. "Open the bulkhead or Rose Tyler dies."

"You're alive!" I breathed, staring at the image of her. "Oh my God I am really not going to survive this if my heart keeps going like this."

That made her laugh a little. "You get used to it. Can't get rid of me."

"We thought you were dead."

"Open the bulkhead!"

Rose shook her head. "Jace, Doctor, don't do it!"

"What use are emotions if you will not save the woman you love? Your best friend?"

I looked at the Doctor who nodded. "We killed her once. I can't do it again." I flicked the buttons, and the bulkhead rose and they came through.

"What do we do now, you bleeding heart. What the hell do we do?" Van Statten demanded, looking at the pair of us.

Adam spoke up then, and we all stared at him. "Kill it when it gets here."

"All the guns are useless," Goddard reminded him. "And the alien weapons are in the vault."

"Only the catalogued ones."

And then we went into his workshop and the Doctor started sifting through everything while I looked at the small instrument on the floor, picking it up and making a single tune before pocketing it. I felt like I'd need it. Eventually, the Doctor managed to find a weapon he thought would work, and then we went to fine where the Dalek was.

And then we found them and I ran to hug Rose, but the Dalek, or whatever was inside the shell, was reaching out to the sunlight that was shining down on us. "Get out of the way. Rose, Jace, get out of the way now!" The Doctor told us, and I realised that we were in front of it. But this creature... The sun around the tendrils in golden swirls, that was also the feeling of joy in the Dalek.

"No. I won't let you do this. Doctor... I can see emotion."

He shook his head. "That thing killed hundreds of people. Jacey, Jaclyn you watched it."

"It's not the one pointing the gun at us. I have to say, that's a first. After everything."

"I've got to do this." He insisted, faltering at my words, and how soft they were. "I've got to end it. The Daleks destroyed my home, my people. I've got nothing left."

I shook my own head a little. "You have me, remember? Look at it."

"What's it doing?"

Rose smiled a little. "It's the sunlight, that's all it wants."

"But it can't..."

She smiled more. "It couldn't kill Van Statten, it couldn't kill me. It's been asking about Jace, about the music. It's changing. What about you, Doctor? What the hell are you changing into? Because you've scared Jace." She held me tight, as I looked at him.

"I couldn't. I wasn't. Oh, Rose. They're all dead. Jace, I'm sorry."

The Dalek turned his attention to him now. "Why do we survive?"

"I don't know. Some small part of me is saying it's to save Jace but she wouldn't be in this much danger if I hadn't taken her." He admitted, and I wanted to go over and hug him but I didn't want him to kill the creature.

" I am the last of the Daleks."

I shook my head sadly at the creature. "You're not even that. Rose did more than regenerate you. You've absorbed her DNA. You're mutating. That's why you knew about my music."

"Into what?" God, dark yellow in its voice. It was so scared...

"Something new." The Doctor told it. "I'm sorry."

Why was that a bad thing? "Isn't that better?" Rose and I asked.

"Not for a Dalek."

"I can feel so many ideas. So much darkness. Rose, give me orders. Order me to die."

She shook her head in shock. No way in hell. "I can't do that."

"This is not life. This is sickness. I shall not be like you. Order my destruction! Obey! Obey! Obey!" God, it hated the idea of it so much...

"Do it." I told it, barely realising the words came out of my mouth. "Do, it."

The single eye fixed on me. "Are you frightened, Jacey Smith?"

"Yeah. Yeah, I am." I took the small device out of my pocket again, running my fingers over it, getting a small tune out.

"So am I. Thank you for the beautiful music, Jacey. Exterminate." I kept playing as the Dalek shut it's eye, backing away once the armour closed again and rose into the air, imploding itself. So I stopped playing, leaving the silence hanging in the air in thick black lines.

DW

"A little piece of home. Better than nothing." The Doctor smiled, rubbing the faded blue wood of the TARDIS.

I took his hand a little, giving it a squeeze. "Is that the end of it, the Time War?"

He nodded at me. "I'm the only one left. I win. How about that?"

"The Dalek survived." Rose reminded him. "Maybe some of your people did too."

The Doctor sighed a little. "I'd know. In here." He tapped my head and then knocked my forehead a little, smiling. "Feels like there's no one."

"Well then, good thing I'm not going anywhere, because I don't have anywhere to go."

He grinned back. "Yeah."

"We'd better get out." Adam shouted, running up to us. "Van Statten's disappeared. They're closing down the base. Goddard says they're going to fill it full of cement, like it never existed."

"About time."

Adam sighed a little. "I'll have to go back home."

"Better hurry up then." I told him, looking right at him. "Next flight to Heathrow leaves at fifteen hundred hours."

Rose then tried something. "Adam was saying that all his life he wanted to see the stars."

The Doctor and I scoffed at the same time. "Tell him to go and stand outside, then."

"He's all on his own, Doctor, and he did help." Oh, forget me, thanks. I lived there too, remember.

I folded my arms. "He left you down there."

"So did your dad." He wasn't my dad. He just got me off the street.

This was just confusing him, which was a little fun. "What're you talking about? We've got to leave."

"Plus, he's a bit pretty." The Doctor pointed out.

She pretended to not have seen that. "I hadn't noticed."

"On your own head." He unlocked the doors, then looked back at the pair of them.

Adam was getting very, very confused and it was just a little funny. "What're you doing? She said cement. She wasn't joking. We're going to get sealed in." We walked into the TARDIS and he was still questioning it. "Doctor? What're you doing standing inside a box? Rose?"

He creeped in behind us and the Doctor turned to looked at him. "Let's get one thing straight. Ranking in the TARDIS. I'm at the top, the my daughter Jace, the Rose. Then it's the Spider Rats in the library, the Dove Bats in the roof and the bacteria under the sink. Lastly, it's you. Got that?"

"Y, yes sir..." And then he passed out.

" Loving your boyfriend, Rose."