Yeah, I lied. I finished sooner than I thought I would. Now, I'm afraid to say I think a number of you will dislike the chapter, but I think you'll like what I'm doing in the long run. Only 3-4 days left. Now good for you, let's get started!

Jenny shook her hands out as Jack went over the plan one more time. "So, I'll set the forcefield so nobody outside a ten-mile radius will be able to see or hear anything we do. The robots inside the Dalek shells are all set up. All you have to do is press this button and that should activate them. Afterwards, I'll trigger the memory gas so we don't actually scar these people for life." He chuckled. "And then…" He let her finish.

"All we have to do is hide." Jenny paused, biting her lip. She tried to keep the doubt from creeping in. "And you're sure she'll call him?"

"Trust me, Jenny. I know Martha Jones. She can handle herself, but she's smart enough to know when she needs help, and the Daleks are no single man's job. She'll call." He paused. "Ready?"

Warmth bloomed inside of Jenny like a smile unfurling. This was happening. Finally, it was happening. "Ready."
"Go get 'em, gorgeous." Jack slapped her on the back and then pushed the button, triggering the forcefield. Jenny grabbed her own remote, hesitated and then pushed her own button. Though she knew the robotic cries of Exterminate! were merely simulations, a shiver still ran down her spine. Almost instantly, screams flooded the street. Jenny was frozen, staring - they'd done it! It really had worked! The Daleks roamed around madly, disarmed and lifeless. Of course, the people didn't know that. Jack grabbed Jenny's arm and pulled her into the bush.

"You getting that adrenaline rush, too?" He asked her. Jenny grinned.

"It's in my blood! Literally."

There was a second, then, a tremendous wheezing, like something being ripped apart. "What is that?" Jenny shouted over the cacophony of noises.

Jack's face spread into a slow grin. He started laughing. "It's him." Jenny pushed herself to her feet in spite of everything, though she probably had no reason to be, she was nervous. When the door swung upon she released the breath she didn't realize she was holding. She'd almost forgotten what he'd looked like, but now she was drinking in every detail. He looked around for a moment before training his eyes on her. His eyes grew 'round as dinner plates. Before he had the chance to say anything, she leapt at him, throwing her arms around his neck.

"But - but how - ?" He breathed, deep and heavy. "You died."

"Guess I'm more like you than I thought," she said, grinning. And for just one moment, he grinned back. But then he looked up and Jenny realized the noise had stopped. Jack must have deactivated the machines.

They've stopped," he breathed. "Why have they stopped it?" She felt him let go of her shoulders. He moved steadily and cautiously, weaving in between two Dalek shells.

"They're empty." It took a moment for him to even realize she said anything. He looked up, slowly.

"What?" Jenny blanched.

"I couldn't find you, I'd tried but - I need your help. I built my own TARDIS but I need a jumpstart from yours. And Jack," she gestured behind her to where Jack gave a little wave, "said we needed something big to get your attention, so… so we did this." The silence afterwards was ominous and daunting. Jenny squirmed under his gaze. Suddenly, this seemed like a terrible idea.

When her dad spoke again, he didn't even sound angry, just dejected and almost hurt. Somehow, that was worse. "Do you have any idea how many people you terrified?"

"Dad-"

"What were you thinking? This - this was irresponsible. This was dangerous. Do you even realize what could have happened?" Martha and Mickey blinked back at her from behind a Dalek. She hadn't even noticed they had gotten there. Everything she worked for - gone. Crumbling down in front of her.

Less than a minute ago, he dad was holding her. Now, she watched him stalk back to his TARDIS, turned away from her in what she guessed amounted to shame.

"Dad, I just -" He turned to face her and she shrank a little bit. "I just wanted to be like you. I wanted to do what you did.I - I wanted to save worlds," she whispered and she was painfully reminded of the night she lay dying in his arms. Something in his face softened and then hardened again.

"I would never do this. Do you hear me? Never." Then, he turned on his heel, and walked away, swinging the TARDIS door shut with an air of finality, leaving Jenny standing there all alone.