TADAAAAAAA that's the end my lovley readers PLEEEEEEEEEEEEEASE review, you know how I love it! This is the last chapter, I'm afraid to say I don't own Sherlock or Dr Who but if I did this would probably be an episode :D Thank you sooooo much for reading.

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John, Sherlock and The Doctor followed the boy at a distance through the forest, down some back alleys, to the car park of New Scotland Yard. He looked like he was struggling for the last few minutes, until finally in the exact spot where they had first found Zehave; he fell onto his knees lowering her gently to the floor.

"m'sorry" they heard him whisper though the light sobbing.

"M'so sorry, I wish there was something I could do! I wish ..." he chucked slightly "I wish there was some bloke with a time machine who could go back in time and save you… I wish I could have saved you. I guess there aren't as many miracles in this universe as I hoped."

Suddenly a loud deep noise cut through the grief ridden moment. A car roared into the car park, its occupants oblivious to the two on the ground. The boy panicked at the sight of the car and staggered up, he was muttering apologies in an agonised tone as he backed away from Zehave's body and ran into the streets of London where he vanished. Two police officers exited the car that they had parked on the far side of the car park, and walked into the entrance of the station. Leaving The Doctor, Sherlock and John alone with the body.

There was a moment of silence while the three of them thought their own thoughts on what they had seen.

John was shocked that the boy could be so cowardly to just leave her there alone in the car park, but there remembered the expression of pure terror on his face, it wasn't his fault, he had been dragged into this new and dangerous world without a moment's notice.

Sherlock was thinking about how in a few hours time his past-self would be called to examine the body his current self was now looking at, and thinking how it would be very interesting to talk to himself.

The Doctor was sad, angry and sad. The boy's words had made him feel this way, the last thing his enemy's should want to do was make him angry. But this was not his enemy; this was a boy who was wishing for a man with a time machine. The Doctor suddenly walked off back to the TARDIS.

"Doctor? What are you doing?" said John as he was jolted out of his sombre thoughts into the present, well past. This time travel lark was hard to get into your head.

"I've stopped thinking." That was all The Doctor had said, that meant he had a plan.

When they made it back to the TARDIS the doctor turned to the console and flicked some switched and pulled some levers, he then turned to Sherlock.

"What did I say?" he asked.

"Sorry what?" replied Sherlock, clearly being jolted out of his thoughts.

"What did I say? Before I came out of the TARDIS, what did I tell you?"

"To cover your eyes when I saw you."

"So when you covered my eyes, where was I?"

"With Restack. But I don't think she noticed you."

"I'm sorry what on Earth, are you two on about?" said John as The Doctor grinned widely, now jumping around the console.

Sherlock let a smile onto his face as he explained.

"When we landed in the forest, I exited first, I heard The Doctor's voice from behind the TARDIS telling me to cover the current Doctor's eyes when I saw him with Restack, so he wouldn't see himself and disrupt timelines or whatever, I'm presuming on hearing this news, our Doctor has some sentimental plan to save our scaly friend."

John pinched the bridge of his nose trying to process this extraordinary information.

"He didn't want himself to see him doing what?" Sherlock just shrugged.

"We're going back in time, again. I'll have to park the TARDIS out of site so our past selves don't freak out" there was a thud as the TARDIS landed "Right you stay here, I'll explain what happened when I get back, DO NOT go out, the last thing we need is for you to bump into yourselves." The Doctor said running out the front doors, hand in pocket.

"Right.", The Doctor thought to himself as he made his way stealthily through the forest to where the past TARDIS had just landed, he saw Sherlock appear and whispered the message to him to cover his past eyes so he wouldn't see his future self.

"Right, next to the Commander" he said as he moved towards the noise of the party and saw restack who was observing the crowd in search of Zehave. He moved to her back where he removed the gun from the holster and replaced her bullets with his own, and slipped it back into place. Thankfully Restack didn't notice a thing.

The Doctor strolled back into the TARDIS, where a bored and anxious Sherlock and John were sitting on the step to the central control panel.

"What did you do?" asked John, but the doctor walked straight past him ignoring his question and through a door. Exchanging a look Sherlock and John lost no further time in following him. The Doctor ended up back in the morgue like room where Zehave's body was, John saw him take something out of his pocket and press it into Zehave's arm. A second later there came a large gasp as she started breathing again, she remained unconscious but John could see her chest rising and falling impossibly.

"H hh how?" John managed to ask.

"Allow me to explain." Grinned The Doctor as he checked Zehave's pulse and breathing. "I swapped the bullets from Restack's gun with my own special timey wimey bullets that put her in a time lock until I unlocked it." He saw Sherlock roll his eyes at his choice of bullet names.

"But she was dead!" exclaimed John.

"Was, being the word. Since I had a little conversation with the situation it decided to make an exception to the no crossing into established events rule." His grin somehow getting wider "now, instead of being dead she now only looked dead when we examined the body in the car park."

"Fantastic!" said John.

"well..." said The Doctor modestly.

"So when we saw Zehave being shot, she wasn't actually shot?" said john, finnaly grasping what had happened.

"Well, she did get shot she just didn't get shot with the bullet we thought she did."

"Hang on Doctor, when we brought the body, I mean unconscious Silurian, into the TARDIS we found a bullet hole from a 2mm!" said Sherlock accusingly.

"Ah, my clever timey wimey bullet went through her armour so it looked like she was shot, any damage it did to her was reversed when I pulled it out a second ago." He said grinning, holding out the 2mm bullet he just removed with the device now on the table, it had an odd blue and gold swirl encased in what looked like a glass shell.

"Fascinating!" said Sherlock taking the bullet from The Doctor to examine it closer.

"Good, so she's not dead, but what do we do with her now? Will she go back to the Silurians?" asked John.

"That's her choice, let's ask her shall we?" without waiting for a reply, he put his hand on the girls shoulder and shook her gently.

"Zehave?"

At that moment she sat bolt upright shouting "Restack NO!" but her pained and determined expression soon turned to confusion as she took in her surroundings.

"Hello, I'm The Doctor." he said cheerily.

"Um… hello? I'm Zehave, Where exactly am i?" she said with an air of suspicion looking around at Sherlock and John.

"Oh, don't worry, you're safe, and so is Danny." Said John calmly.

"Danny!" Zehave exclaimed "Restack was going to shoot him!".

"Zehave its ok, you pushed him out of the way, he's fine." Said John as she took deep breaths to calm herself.

"We can take you to him now if you want to check?" said the doctor with a smile on his face. Zehave simply nodded and allowed herself to be helped down from the table and lead through the corridors to the control room.

"I just need to press a few things and then you can see him ok?" Said The Doctor as he ran around the console making the TARDIS rattle around.

"Is that an earthquake?" asked Zehave who was griping onto the railings for dear life. But then the Rattling stopped.

"C'mon" Said The Doctor grabbing hold of her hand and practically skipping out of the TARDIS doors and into someone's front living room.

"What the…?" a voice said from the sofa, "ZEHAVE!" Danny rushed up from the green squashy sofa and enveloped her in a huge hug.

"b but you were shot! I saw you…I tried to…carried you…needed help…I shouldn't have left you there I'm so sorry!" Said Danny in broken sobs.

"It's ok Danny, I'm fine! I mean I have no idea what happened but…" She turned to look at The Doctor hoping he could explain.

"Time machine" he said simply pointing at his beautiful blue box. "C'mon guys our job here is done!" he said as he pushed them back through the front doors and closing them behind him.

"Hold on, that box looks smaller on the outside!" said Zehave

"That's impossible!" said Danny as they watched the box vanish with an epic wheezing sound, "I guess there are a few more miracles than I thought!"

The Docotor, John and Sherlock watched their laughter on the monitor as the TARDIS flew back or forward in time, where they were going next, no one quite knew.