Chapter 6: Ten POV

ROSE.

Rose.

My Rose.

Rose.

"Rose," I said, because that was basically the only thing I could get my mouth to say, though my brain was screaming all the things it wanted to say.

Number one being 'I love you'.

"Doctor."

I finally unfroze from the surprise. I ran over and hugged her.

I knew Chinny was just as surprised as I was. Elizabeth had turned to look at Rose, but she was still leaning against the wall. The War Doctor had walked away from where he had been and was looking at me and Rose. Probably with an expression that said, 'Great. Another couple'.

But at this point, I didn't care.

I had my Rose.

And that was all that mattered.

When I finally let go, Rose crossed over to where Chinny's dead wife apparently was.

"Hello, River."

River must have replied, because Rose spoke up again. "I see you've found your way out of the data core, then?"

"So you can see River too?" I asked. "This is so not fair."

"When did you meet River?" Chinny asked Rose.

"You know when I was jumping dimensions before the whole Davros thing?" Rose asked. Chinny and I nodded. "Well," Rose continued, "I accidentally dimension-jumped into the Library data core, where I met River."

"So did you know I got married?" Chinny asked.

I internally facepalmed. I still couldn't believe that I ended up marrying River, but oh well.

Rose nodded. "Yeah. And that's okay. I got married too." Rose held up her left hand to show a wedding ring.

"You got married to my clone, right?" I asked.

Rose nodded. Then, her face changed a sad expression. "But, that's why I came back, actually. I wasn't looking for the three of you. Just a Doctor. But…the clone. He's…I think he's dying. He has some Time Lord disease. Usually, it's easy for Time Lords to fight off, and full humans can't catch it. But since he's only part Time Lord and has one heart, he can't get better. The human part is fighting off okay, but if we don't get it cured within two weeks, I think…" Rose bit her lip. "I think he might die."

Chinny and I made eye contact. We had a silent discussion and came to an agreement that we'd do whatever it took to save my clone/Rose's husband.

"We'll help." I said. "But…um…first, we've got the whole Zygon issue." I turned to Elizabeth. "What do we do about that?"

"Don't worry. The Zygons will think that I am one of them. From there, Clara and I have a plan."

"What about me?" Rose asked. "Won't they wonder what I'm doing with you guys?"

"We will simply tell them you are another Zygon."

Rose nodded, agreeing with Elizabeth's idea. We followed Elizabeth out of the room and to where the rest of the Zygons were.

"Was the mission a success?" One of them asked Elizabeth.

"The real Queen is dead in the forest. And I have the prisoners."

The Zygon nodded. "Good. We are already starting to transport ourselves already. Do you need help disposing of the prisoners?"

Elizabeth shook her head. "I must dispose of them myself. Are you the only one left here?"

"Yes. Should I transport?"

Elizabeth nodded. "Yes. It is time."

The Zygon placed his hand on a glass ball, and suddenly I knew what their plan was. They were putting themselves in the paintings.

"Doctor?" Clara asked nervously.

"Yes?" Chinny replied.

"Remember the paintings back in London? With Kate?"

"They were shattered from the inside."

"Because the Zygons were in them!" Clara exclaimed.

"Zygons are accustomed to a certain level of comfort," Elizabeth explained. "The Earth is currently not worth conquering. They need to wait until it is worth it."

"So they're invading the future…from the past?" Clara asked.

Chinny nodded.

"…How far in the future?" Elizabeth asked.

I grinned. "Wanna see?"

"…Yeah, I guess."

"I'll need my TARDIS, first."

She smiled. "We've already got it back."

I looked over to Rose, took her hand in mine, and grinned. I was still having trouble believing that all of this was real. "Allons-y!"

Elizabeth led everyone back to my TARDIS. When everyone was inside, it seemed to glitch. Suddenly, the inside was back how it used to be. With those white circle things on the walls. Except the console was mine.

"What's wrong with the TARDIS?" Rose asked, looking around.

"It's trying to figure out why three of us are in here at once," the War Doctor explained.

"Look!" Chinny said, excitedly. "The round things!"

"I love the round things!" I agreed.

"What are the round things?"

"…No idea."

"Shut up about the round things!" A voice said. It sounded suspiciously like River's.

I spun around to find that I could now see River Song, standing next to her husband.

"River!" I exclaimed.

"Yeah, sorry for the wait," she apologized. "It was hard enough to take over the interface."

"That's okay. But we need to fix the glitchy TARDIS," I said.

Chinny nodded. "Hold on!" He pressed a button and the TARDIS changed again. Clara and River seemed to know this inside, but I had never seen it before.

"Oh, you've redecorated?" I asked.

Chinny nodded, smiling.

"I don't like it."

Chinny looked offended. "Oh! You never do!"

"Shut up," River ordered. "Both of you. We need to get back to London 2013, where apparently Zygons are invading."

Eleven nodded. "You're right. To the under-gallery."

"No. Wait!" Clara ordered. "The Black Archive!"

The Black Archive? How would we be able to get in there? It was entirely TARDIS-proof. Stupid humans.

Our expressions must have given us away because Clara said, "Guessing you've heard of that then?"

Chinny nodded. "It's completely TARDIS-proof."

"But how can they do that?" Rose asked.

Chinny shrugged. "Between alien technology and human stupidity?"

"But we can't land," River pointed out. "So how are we going to get to the Black Archive?"

The War Doctor spoke. "We don't need to land."

We all looked at him and I spoke. "…Yeah we do. Tiny bit. Try and keep up."

Elizabeth followed the War Doctor's gaze and smiled. "No we don't." She picked up a glass ball off of the TARDIS console.

Rose smiled. "She's good. Didn't expect you'd travel with the Queen of England, but she's good."

Chinny opened the TARDIS door and pulled out the phone. He dialed one of the UNIT workers.