Hey all! Sorry for the delay in update. Glad so many of you are still enjoying this!

Ok, when we left the last chapter, the Professor had gotten herself captured while trying to keep Rhianna and Peter safe.

Just so everyone knows, the first part of the chapter is from the Professor's point of view.

Disclaimer: The Professor and agent Henshaw are mine. Rhianna belongs to that fabulous writer KD Zeal. S7 belongs to Bay and friends.


She knew this was going to happen when she stopped running. She knew that they would cuff her and lead her back to the sham of a laboratory. Humans. She never would understand them. She sighed inwardly, her hands cuffed behind her back, draped over a chair with a rather strangely temperamental human male hovering over her. She now knew how a toy felt when an excited child ripped off the packaging. The Professor wished that she'd thought this far ahead. The sonic probe was in the pocket of her coat, which was lying too far away for her to do anything about it. She watched as Banachek pushed the needle into the vial and drew out the same bright blue liquid that he had tried to inject in her before. He'd asked her if she knew what it was. Of course she did. Did she know what it would do to her? Vaguely. The Professor assumed it would probably kill her. She wasn't even sure if regenerating would do any good with the concoction racing around her bloodstream. It was possible that the fluid would make it worse. Poisons and illnesses she could burn off with the regenerative energies. But this? This was different. It wasn't meant for organic, carbon-based life forms, or 'flesh creatures' as she'd heard a few of the high-tech robotic species say. She decided to try to reason with the man one more time.

"Are you really, really, positively, absolutely one hundred percent sure that you want to use that? I mean, it could have extremely adverse affects on everything. Have you really considered the danger you're putting yourself in? You don't even know what's going to happen."

"That, as you should know, is the beauty of science. Now shut up and take your shot like a good girl." The Professor narrowed her eyes warningly, waiting for the right moment. When he was close enough, she kicked out at him. She felt the impact as she struck his leg, watching as he toppled with a startled cry, the syringe dropping to the floor and cracking. 'Such flimsy material' she thought with a slight smile. 'Must be careful not to step on it when I finally get out of these things. Could be as bad as nanobots, or even Vashda Nerada'. She pulled at the cuffs, trying to squeeze her hands through the hoops. However, they were of the kind that got tighter the more you struggled. She pushed herself up and on to her feet, making for her coat. The Professor realised when she got to the slumped material that she hadn't thought this through. How by Gallifrey was she going to pick it up? Kneeling down with her back to the garment, she tried to reach for it. An ominous click stopped her in her tracks. Looking up, she saw the head agent standing over her, gun in hand and a snarl on his face.

"You'll pay for that."

"Would you like cash or cheque?" He snarled. The Professor simply stared, silently wondering how Rhianna was getting on. She hadn't wanted to leave her alone again, but it was the only chance the humans had to escape. Still, the Time Lady had the nagging suspicion that the girl hadn't stayed away. Silly girl. Silly human girl. She turned her attention back to the agent. His eyes met hers. His brown eyes seemed to burn with unholy rage as his finger squeezed the trigger. Acting quickly, the Professor lunged forward, knocking the human back with such force that he dropped the gun as he crashed into the table behind him, knocking glass tumblers and pieces of equipment to the floor, the ruckus resounding off the walls and echoing down the corridors.


Rhianna and Peter were getting closer to the laboratory door, halting their progression as a group of agents raced towards the same destination from behind them. Clearly they had heard the crash, also. A couple noticed the two, shouting after them as Peter grabbed the teenager and pulled her into a door way, drawing a gun he had picked up on the way. Using himself as a guard over the teenager, he shot at the agents, causing them to run for cover. He ducked back into the doorway as they returned fire.

"We can't stay here! We're sitting ducks!" Peter manoeuvred them both down towards the laboratory, making sure to face the agents. There was another crash from the room near them, catching their attention. Rhianna dove for the door, slamming it open. Peter got off a couple more shots before throwing himself inside after her. Slamming the doors shut, he turned to the scene in front of him. The agent was on his back, looking rather stunned, the Professor just getting up. Her eyes seemed to shine when she saw the two humans.

"What are you two doing here!? I told you to go! You shouldn't be here!" Rhianna stiffened a little.

"I had to find you. I couldn't leave you behind." Banachek finally came round from his shock, standing. The Professor and the two humans turned to him. He scowled, his face turning a rather worrying shade of red in his rage. Hands shaking in anger, he pointed his gun at the three.

"I'm not going to lose you! I've worked too hard to keep this government body up and running, and I'm not going to lose it now!" The Professor moved herself between the agent and her friends.

"Now Banachek, I know for a fact that you're not going to fire that thing in here. There's far too many volatile chemicals in this area, too much of a fire risk, too much of a chance that your base will come toppling down around you, quite literally and quite violently I might add. However, if you do intend on firing that thing in here, I have only one request: let them go first." Banachek snorted, pointing the gun directly at the Professor.

"I don't think so." Before he could fire, the Time Lady lunged forward, knocking him round as his finger squeezed the trigger, firing the bullet right for the vial of the blue, glowing fluid....


Like I said before, sorry for the wait. I've been suffering major writer's block for all my stories. Hopefully this'll spell the end of that. Please read and review. No flames please. Ta!