There are some things you should know about desperate humans. They have been put into a situation where they have absolutely nothing to lose, except maybe their lives. However, it's possible that at this point they don't particularly care anymore, and will do almost anything. Anything to be free.

Questioners, despite their research and knowledge, knew nothing of this. They were utterly unprepared for their test subjects and their liberators to just rush past them.

And rush past them they did.

Their enemies were not armed, and they pushed them away, forcing their through like a knife. They had no reason to stop, to stay a minute longer in this awful place, that they thought they could never forget.

Hermione was one step ahead of them. Being Hermione, she knew that properly diluted Swooping Evil venom could erase recent bad memories. They had located the one subject whose fear had been erased and were planning on making sure he was safe. The plan, if it went right, which it probably wouldn't, could solve all the problems, fill all the loopholes. The only problem was the plan itself.

They seemed to have bigger problems at the moment, though. The Questioners may have been initially in shock when they ran past, but they pulled themselves together quickly and soon were in pursuit. People raced this way and that, their only guide being the Doctor, whose pace never slackened.

Hermione shot stunning spells at any Questioners who came too close to her charges, but when she missed, the mob took care of them. With their swift pace, they made it to the TARDIS in no time. People streamed in, the Doctor shouting for them to move to the side and be quiet. When the clamor quieted to whispers, Hermione pushed her way over to the central control area to speak with him.

The Doctor looked up from the screen. "I'll be able to do it. Send them all home, the exact time they left. Fortunately, you were right. None of them have been away from Earth for longer than a month. It's completely plausible."

Hermione rummaged through her Memory kit (Now standard issue for Ministry workers), until she found the small vial. "And can you administer the diluted Swooping Evil venom as they leave?" She held of the small beaker of blue liquid.

"Sure, if you can get something to dilute it with," he said incredulously.

"Not a problem," Hermione said, pulling out her wand. The Doctor pressed a few buttons, and a tank lowered from a ceiling. "Aguamenti," she murmured, and a jet of water spout from the tip, filling the tank. When she pulled it away, while the Doctor shook his head.

"I'll never get over that magic," he muttered, then grinned at her. "But more importantly, are you ready to send them home?"

I am sorry for the wait I was busy but I hope you enjoyed. Ending soon, I'll need a new story!