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Disclaimer; I do not own Doctor Who- or we'd all be screwed. I do though own Krystal and Sophie

I wasn't long after Sophie left she came running back in, panting.

'Krystal!' She called grabbing on to her shirt. Krystal yelped.

'Your brother- your adventures are written- you are forgotten but you are known!' Sophie said panting.

'What?!' Krystal yelped more than a little confused.

'I'm coming soon, I just need you to know, you are forgotten- but you are known!'

'What are you on about?!' Krystal yelled prying Sophie's hand from her shoulders. Sophie pulled her into a hug. 'Oh... hello,' Krystal muttered- confused.

'My friend, you are stronger and wiser then you'll ever know,' She turned. 'I... I have to go...' Krystal watched her run out of the room, staring blankly ahead. Sophie then ran in panting but nowhere near as heavily as before.

"Krystal- the affected area stops at Lon- Krystal? You look like you've seen a ghost!'

'What was that about?' Krystal questions Sophie still staring blankly ahead.

'What was what about?' Sophie asked, clearly confused.

'The grabbing at me and saying 'you're not known but remembered' or something like that,'

'What the hell are you on about?'

'Just then!'

'I don't know what you're on about sorry, Krystal,'

'But.. You... And... You... What... How... Why?' Krystal then, noticing her mouth was agape closed it. Sophie shrugged the last minute off.

'Anyway, Krystal, I came to inform you that the infected area is only greater London,' Sophie said dropping a map in front of Krystal where areas shaded in blue, red or green. 'Ok, Krystal, Red is areas the deaths occurred, Blue is where I suspect it will occur and green are the places that are so out of the way it won't occur there,'

'Thanks Sophie,' Krystal sighed, finally coming to terms with the fact Sophie had no idea what she was on about.

'You're right,' she said, 'I'll see you soon,' And with that she ran off.

Sophie ran over to The Doctor and Martha.

'Why isn't it working?' The Doctor yelled frustrated hitting and shaking his sonic screwdriver.

'Something wrong with it?'

'It's not telling me if the body is alive or dead,' he replied still shaking it.

'On the brink of death?' Sophie offered.

'No, no, it's something more!' The Doctor said scanning the body in front of him with his sonic screwdriver and shaking it again, 'Why isn't it telling me anything!' he growled. Sophie decided, at this, to leave The Doctor alone and moved on to Martha.

'Ah, Sophie, you're here,' she said, kneeling next to a body.

'How many have there been?' Sophie asked.

'This is the 3rd we've checked but it's been happening all over town!' Martha replied pulling the stethoscope from her ears. 'Oh, you're waiting on the thing for Krystal,' Martha then noticed.

'That would be nice,' Sophie replied.

'Here,' Martha said handing her some brown paper from her pocket, 'That should have what you need,'

'Thanks' Sophie replied stuffing it into her back pocket, 'I should go,' she said pointing to Jasmine before making her way over to her.

'Hey Jasmine, What do you got?' Sophie asked leading Jasmine to a confused faced over her error in grammar.

'Um, well, Martha has recorded my knowledge for you,' Jasmine replied, 'But they are all within the ages 15 and 21,'

'So everyone, despite you, in our group is safe,' Sophie muttered.

'I expect so, how old is Krystal?' Jasmine asked. Sophie racked to her brain to find no recollection of Krystal's age.

'I'm not sure,' she replied softly and a little blankly hoping for the best and the rare chance that Krystal was 14.

~~•~~

After the long day the sun started setting and Sophie dragged herself into their room of the inn.

'Tired?' Krystal asked her taking a stew out of a small portable oven.

'I'm beat,' Sophie sighed throwing herself on to one of the 2 small couches. 'Too much running errands!'

'Too much sugar is what I think,' Krystal muttered to herself putting the stew on the bench.

'Something smells good,' Sophie said obviously ignoring Krystal's accusation. Sophie turned to the bench. 'Yum…. Stew,' she then noticed the oven. 'Krystal- what's that oven doing here? They don't belong in the 1500s,' Sophie said looking a little worried.

'The Doctor lent me the key to his STARDT earlier and told me to get what we might need out.' Krystal replied.

'The Doctor's STARDT?' Sophie asked obviously trying to hold back laughter.

'STARDT, TARDIS. Same difference,' Krystal groaned. Sophie burst into laughter.

'And how was I meant to remember that?' Krystal argued. Sophie shrugged and laid back into the couch.

'Martha and the Doctor will be back soon- Jasmine's gone home,' Sophie called to Krystal.

'Thanks,' Krystal replied ladling stew into bowls.

~~•~~

'Right,' The Doctor started rubbing his mouth with a napkin, 'Krystal, what have you got?'

'Ok,' Krystal replied pulling out a small pile of paper and a notepad, 'So, So far all victims are female, all between the ages 15 and 22. The number of affected girl increase with each age until it reached the 18 / 19 mark before it decreases back,' She hands around a graph.

'Miss! Mine's missing the number 14,' Sophie joked with a whining tone, 'And there's no title, miss,'

'Shut up, Sophie,' Krystal hissed

'Sorry detective Krystal,' Sophie replied jokingly, saluting her. Krystal groan and went on.

'So we've had one 15 and 22 year old, three 16 and 21 year olds, four at 17 and 20 and seven at 18 and 19. So that comes to…'

'30, exactly,' The Doctor answered, 'Exactly 30 victims, all female, all between the ages of 15-22, why?'

'Well, that's what we want to find out,' Krystal replied.

'Do we have any idea what it could be?' Martha cut in, 'I mean all the blood tests don't all show the same result for all the girls, and there doesn't seem to be anything wrong with them medically apart from no pulse and a beating heart. They pretty much have every sign of death apart from the heart,'

'All the blood tests, Martha, all your medical stuff isn't what we got, it's something more,' Sophie replied. There was a short awkward silence before The Doctor broke it.

'There's ball on tomorrow,' He states.

'Um… that's nice,' Krystal replied mindlessly.

'I think that is our next destination,' The Doctor said starting another round of awkward silence leading to Krystal making the next move.

'No,' she said. Everyone at the table looked at her oddly in surprise, 'We need to figure this out, not waste our time on social events,'

'Come on Krystal- it'll be fun,' Martha said.

'We can't, we have this to figure out,' Krystal groaned. Sophie and the Doctor shared knowing glances.

'Krystal,' Sophie started.

'Sophie,'

'In the 1500s, where do you think, when the opportunity arises, would young women go?' Sophie asked her. Krystal thought for a bit and a smile spread across her face.

'The ball,' Sophie nodded.

'Heaps of girls between the ages of 15-22, it's likely to draw attention to whatever this is,' Sophie said beamed.

'Well I guess we have tomorrow night planned,' Krystal smiled.

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