ok, it's actually the next chapter that is a bit suggestive. sorry :/

But yes, i did just dropped the Rose bomb on you. Things will get angsty so be warned.

The woman was blonde, very blonde. Her eyes were twinkling in the twilight. Of course, she was British, too. But her accent seemed a bit more cockney. Kathy didn't recognize her, but apparently, the Doctor did. And it wasn't just anyone, judging by the way the Doctor said her name. Rose.

"Hi, Doctor." Rose said, smiling widely. "Did you really think that the perception filter would work on me?" She reached for the key and yanked it off his neck. But he was too stunned to even flinch.

The Doctor shook his head slightly, fighting a chill racing up his back when he could smell her. Oh, how he missed that smell. "But that's impossible. You're not supposed to be here." He thought aloud.

She giggled quietly. "Well, it's nice to see you, too."

"What about the Meta-Crisis me? You're supposed to be with him."

"Did you really expect me to just accept him?" She said her smile fading. "Did you expect me to just stop loving you?"

Kathy raised her eyebrows. Well, this was getting interesting. "Look, I hate to break up this little soap opera moment, but who are you?" Kathy asked stepping forward.

Rose's eyes fell on Kathy, and looked her over. There was a slight twinge of pain that flashed across her face. "So, I see you found yourself someone else, then." She said to the Doctor.

"Rose, she's not…"

"How long did it take for you to get over me? A day? A day to get over me and move on to a younger Yank?"

"Hey," Kathy objected, as she slipped of her key. There was no use wearing it now.

"Rose, I never stop thinking about you." The Doctor said with intensity.

"But yet, you still go off and find yourself a new one. I thought that… you and me…" She reached out and touched his face gently. Her touch made both of his hearts flutter faster than a humming bird.

"But you're supposed to be in another world! Pete's World, remember? With the other me. How did you get back, anyway?" The Doctor took a few steps back, trying to work out the current situation. He could feel his entire head spin.

"You lied to me. He's not you. He doesn't need me. All he needs is trouble and… well, not me." Tears threatened to fall from her beautiful light brown eyes.

The Doctor could feel his own eyes flood a bit, but refused to let them overflow. He dropped his head. All the emotions he had worked so hard to contain were flooding in all at once. He could feel every word that he wished he had said were clumping in his mouth. "I'm sorry. I'm so sorry, Rose." He whimpered.

Kathy stood there in the midst of it all, unaware of what was happening. This whole thing was giving Kathy a new perspective on the Doctor. He was much more complicated underneath it all, which Kathy had previously thought was impossible. Then again, being with the Doctor, there is no such thing as impossible.

But she suspected that Rose wasn't really Rose, thinking back to the kitten when she first met the Doctor. She glanced around to find something to help them escape. Her eyes fell on a candlestick with a candle still in it, though it looked as though it was very weak with age. Still, the candlestick could be used for some purpose. Enough time to distract the strange girl who stood between them and the door. Slowly, she reached for it, hoping that "Rose" wouldn't catch on. Fortunately, they were too cooped up in their soap opera.

"Doctor, I love you. I jumped across universe after universe just to find you. And you just drop me off back home with a complete stranger?"

"It had to be done." He said. "I thought that's what you wanted. To grow old together."

"I wanted to travel with you forever."

"But forever means two completely different things to you and me."

"So,instead of traveling to different universes and galaxies, I was stuck on a parallel Earth, working and eating chips again."

The Doctor couldn't bring himself to look at Rose. It was just too much for him. "At least I thought that you would be safe and happy. I wanted to give a normal life. The adventure that I am cursed to never have." He could feel his voice failing him.

Kathy saw this as an opportunity. She practically flew at Rose and whacked her on the head with the candlestick, making her skull produce a sickening crunch.

"No!" The Doctor watched in horror as his beloved Rose sank to the floor, with a dent in her perfect head, out cold.

"Come on." Kathy said grabbing his elbow. "Now's our chance."

"What did you do to her?" he asked brushing her hand away. He knelt by Rose's side.

"Doctor, she's not Rose," She said, this time grabbing a hold of his arm with a firm grip. "We need to get out of here. Now." She pulled hard on his thin arm.

Before he could protest, there was a low growl coming from the ground. Both the Doctor and Kathy stopped and looked down with wide eyes. The growl came again this time from Rose. Her body flailed and shook, making it look like she was having a seizure. Spikes started to grow from her spine. Her fingernails were growing into claws. She was changing!

"Run!" Kathy shouted dragging the Doctor out the door. They grabbed a hold of each other's hand and ran for their lives. Behind them, they could hear the Gronthaar growl louder and louder, and knock into various pieces of furniture as it tried to chase after them. It seemed as though the creature was growing weaker. A couple pairs of teens emerged from the rooms and to investigate the noise. "Get out now! GO!" She called to them. They didn't need to be told twice.

Finally, they stumbled into the room they thought was where the TARDIS was stored. It wasn't. As they both leaned against the door, they realized that very quickly, that it was not a teen girl's bedroom. It was more of an adult styled room. But the most interesting part was the two people on the bed, now staring at the Doctor and Kathy. Secretly, Kathy cursed Torch for being so small that she knew everyone. Ryan Wiles, a basketball player, and Abby Mortimer, a cheerleader, rolled off of each other and stared at the two people who just barged in. This was extremely awkward with two pairs panting, for two different reasons. Luckily, they were only half-naked; Ryan was shirtless and Abby was in her pink lace bra and jean shorts.

"Wait, Kathy?" Ryan finally spoke, breaking the awkward silence.

Kathy rolled her eyes and moaned silently. "I'll explain later. In the meantime, can you two please put on a shirt?" They both closed their already opened mouths and obeyed.

"Way to ruin the moment, Kathy," Abby sneered.

"Oh, please, Abby," She returned the snoodiness. "We have little more important things to worry about." Just then, the creature let out another menacing roar, making Ryan and Abby jump.

"What the hell was that?" Ryan gasped.

"Look, we don't have a whole lot of time," The Doctor snapped and pointed at the door across the room. "Through that door is a servants' staircase that leads to the kitchen. Go down there and out the back door."

"I'm not doing that!" Abby protested. "You're going to tell me what is going on first."

"Just do what he says!" Kathy snapped. She could hear the Gronthaar getting closer. "Or I'll tell James about your new boyfriend."

"For your information, we are no longer together."

"Then, why are you still wearing his letterman jacket?"

Abby looked at the jacket and thought hard about what to say next. "It was a gift." She finally said.

"Just go!" Kathy started to push them towards the staircase. All of a sudden, the door that Kathy and the Doctor had entered from burst open, sending the Doctor, who was leaning on it, flying forward. He was unable to keep himself from going headfirst into the wooden frame of the bed. In an instant, he crumpled to the floor unconscious, as Kathy ran to him. But there was no helping him; he was out cold. The Gronthaar punched a hole in doorframe so it could get in the room. Abby and Ryan let out a scream as pieces of wood from the wall flew at them. The Gronthaar let out an ear-splitting cry at the couple.

"Hey! Gronthaar!" Kathy yelled, mustering up all the courage she had ever possessed. "Yeah, you! Hey, I'm talking to you!" She tossed a book at its head, making it snap its insanely horrific face at her. It still had some of Rose's features, the blonde hair, and the light brown eyes, but the rest was beast. Spikes stuck out of its head, and its mouth held many rows of needle-like teeth, which was already on display as it growled.

"I'm the one who hit you, remember? Candlestick? Whack!" She mimed hitting her on the head. The Gronthaar growled menacingly as recognition passed over its face. "Ryan, Abby, go now." She muttered to them not taking her eyes of the creature. Like a scared squirrel, they turned on their heels and ran down the staircase.

Kathy swallowed and glanced down at the unconscious Doctor, who lay near her feet. She wished with all her might that he would wake up soon. She glared at the Gronthaar again with a huge sense of false courage. "You are hurting these people. So many people are hurting because of you. And I just want to know why. That's all. Can't you at least tell me something? You know, before I am ripped to shreds?" The Gronthaar only roared. "Come on! I have a right to know, don't I? Enough with the roaring! Talk to me!"

Suddenly, Kathy heard the Doctor stir a bit. She looked down at him and saw him move only slightly. She knelt down and put her hand on his back, as if she was going to wake him from a nap. "Doctor? You okay?" She asked frantically. He moaned quietly, but did not answer. "Doctor, come on. I could really use your help right now. Please." She pleaded. "Just open those sleepy eyes and wake up with a promise of tomorrow. Please!"

"I used to tell that. Every morning to wake you up for school." A voice stated that Kathy recognized immediately. She slowly craned her head around and saw her mother standing where the Gronthaar used to be standing. Something in Kathy froze. It was not her step mother. It was her birth mother. She looked exactly as Kathy remembered her. Slightly overweight, crooked teeth and 80's style glasses.

"Then, I would also sing that song from Singing in the Rain." Kathy's mother continued, smiling at the memory. "Your favorite musical at the time."

"I have a new favorite now." Kathy replied coldly, trying to show no emotion.

"Well, you are older now. The last time I saw you-"

"No, you didn't see me at all. You're a Gronthaar." She stood up slowly and set her jaw.

"You wanted to talk, didn't you?" Her mother replied shrugging her shoulders.

Kathy swallowed a big lump in her throat. "But why her?"

Her mother smiled mischievously. "Because I know it's a weak point." She taunted.

Kathy bit back a retort and decided to take advantage of this opportunity. "What do you want with us?"

"Your biology is changing. Teenagers are bursting with hormones and energy. We want to harness that, so that we may grow stronger."

"And how are you planning to do that? By cloning yourself?"

"We do not use that primitive process of cloning."

"No, so instead you steal their lives and make their parents suffer. Some kids have died."

"Then, they were not strong enough."

"You don't get it." Kathy took a step towards her Gronthaar mother. "They had a family who loved them. Hannah Mickleson was going to Yale to try and find the cure for cancer for her mother. Jonathon Yates had just struck a deal with the National Football League and signed on to play with the Minnesota Vikings. Idina Remmings never said a bad word about anyone in her life, and could potentially win a Nobel Peace Prize. They had hopes and dreams and all they wanted to do was survive. And you took that away from them."

"For a greater cause."

"Oh, shut up!" Kathy shouted, tired of trying to keep calm. "Now, I know that you are my mother. Because you don't care about kids. If you did care, you wouldn't have left my family. I wouldn't have to be the mother to Daniel and Marie. But you did! And you took my childhood with you! Not to mention, the only thing I have ever wanted. A mother!" She walked closer to the Gronthaar. As she spoke, her words got more intense and purposeful. "So, instead, I raised my siblings because I wasn't going to let them suffer the way I was. They needed a mother, just as much as I did. And you know what?" Kathy was now inches from her mother's face. She spoke dangerously soft. "I am a better mother than you will ever be!"

Kathy's mother did not flinch. She just stared into Kathy's eyes with no fear. "I think I found a weak point." She whispered menacingly.

Kathy grinned bitterly. "And that's where you're wrong. In a way, I'm glad you did leave. It has made me a stronger person. So, no, you have not found my weak point. You found my reason for fighting. You have found my strong point!" Kathy reached into her pocket and shoved the Doctor's sonic screwdriver, which she had grabbed before confronting her mother, to the Gronthaar's temple and pressed the button. Her mother screamed and roared for a second. Literally, it all happened in a second. Her mother's body shook violently and her skin bubbled and sizzled. Next, she exploded into particles of dust, silencing her screams and roars. Kathy watched them fall with a stone cold face, though she could feel a tear fall down her cheek.

"Kathy," the Doctor called weakly. Kathy snapped her head around and saw the Doctor lying on his back, his eyes wide open. He tried to sit up, but Kathy rushed to stop him.

"No, don't. It will make that headache feel worse." Kathy soothed monotone.

"What happened?" he asked groggily.

Kathy swallowed hard and placed the sonic screwdriver in his hand. He gave her a confused look. "I killed it." Kathy croaked. She could feel her tears sliding down her cheek, even though she tried to stop them. "It turned into my mom." She explained, as she hugged her knees to her chest.

"The Gronthaar?"

"Yeah. It told me that she was my weak point, but she wasn't. Then, I just pushed the button and put the blue light to her head. Her skin boiled in a split second, then poof. Exploded into a cloud of dust. Right in front of me."

"How did you think of that? And how did you know that would work?" His head ached fiercely, but he still tried to sit up. Only to lay back down in agony.

"I didn't know," Kathy replied, letting out a cold laugh. "I just thought it would give her a headache or something so I could run. But instead, I killed her. And the sad part is that I didn't feel anything when I did it. No remorse, just victory. Is that what I am, Doctor? Deep down inside, am I really some sort of monster? I'm no better than them!" Sobs started to escape her and she placed her forehead on her knees.

The Doctor, ignoring the searing pain in his head, sat up and put his arms around her in a tight hug. She buried her face in his chest and let the tears fall, not caring that she barely knew this man. "No, Kathy," He assured her, as he rocked her slightly. "You didn't know what you were doing. You were trying to survive."

"So, I killed my own mother?" she muffled in his shirt.

"That was a Gronthaar, not your mother." He was patient. He knew exactly what she was going through, since this had happened to him so many times before. "You're not a killer. You couldn't be if you tried. It will be alright. I promise."

They sat there for what seemed like hours. Kathy let out a cry she had been holding back for years. The Doctor just held her and rocked her. His thoughts went back to Jenny. Oh, poor Jenny. She had given her life for her sort-of father and he held her in his arms while he felt the life escape from her. Now, he was here, consoling Kathy, a girl whom he had only just met, as if she was his own daughter. This took Father Time to a whole different level.

"But I heard some of that conversation," he said, trying to cheer her up. "When you tried to reason and talk with it. That was brilliant."

"I guess I was just buying time, so I could think of what to do next or until you woke up."

The Doctor chuckled slightly. "Well, you seemed like you didn't need help from me." He remarked.

Kathy chuckled as well. "I've been a part of Improv Club for years. A master of winging things." That caused both of them to let a giggle. They finally broke the hug and Kathy wiped her eyes.

"But you found out their plan." The Doctor said, grinning.

"No, I didn't. Not really." Kathy said shaking her head.

"Well, more or less," he said. "But I know how to stop them now!"

So a few things happened, yeah? But the exciting conclusion will come in the next few chapters!