"Next stop, Earth, in the year 2018." The Doctor spoke up as he set the co-ordinates for their next destination. "Let's hope we're far luckier this time."

Jaime had been brooding once more whilst leaning against the rail. But when she heard this she gasped. John looked at her curiously.

"Something the matter?" The Doctor asked.

"Nae, it's just..." She looked away, unsure on what to say. Oh sure, losing Jay, someone she didn't even know, was hard. But this was harder.

"What is it, Jaime?" John asked, worry washing off him in waves.

"2018..." She spoke up. "I spent a few weeks in London and..." She looked at the Doctor. "And if tha's where we're goin'..." She felt a wave of understanding from John.

"We might bump into your younger self?" He asked and she nodded. "I know where I went tae during the day and I know where I hung out during the night."

Amy was curious. "Why? What happens if you do meet yourself?" The ginger asked.

"It's usually a Paradox," the Doctor explained. "If you meet a younger version of yourself..."

"Or older version." John added.

"Right! But if Jaime doesn't remember seeing her older self when she was in London then we really should be careful."

"That's if we arrive at a month when she's there." Rose said.

Amy turned to Jaime. "What were you doing in London anyway?" She asked her, noticing the awkward shift.

"It's complicated." The teen mumbled and looked away.

A couple of minutes later the TARDIS landed on a quiet London street, the day sunny, yet remaining cool. They exited the Time Machine and the Doctor asked Rose if she was getting a signal. The blonde took the tracker from her pocket but it remained quiet for the moment. Sensing something from Jaime, the Doctor looked at her. "I take it she's here?" He asked.

"Aye!" Jaime sighed. "I can feel her, it's faint but she's around here somewhere."

"Then we really need to tread carefully." The Doctor warned.

As they moved off down the street Amy wondered of she would ever understand what they're talking about, or even feel like part of the gang instead of just an outsider. And what if they were too late to save the next man like they were too late in saving Jay? His unexpected death had been really quite shocking.

"Are you okay?' John's question pulled her from her thoughts and she looked at the Half-Time Lord.

"Yeah, peachy!" Amy replied. "He was young. He shouldn't have died." She said next. It was something she couldn't get her head around and she looked at Jaime. She had her hands in her pockets and seemed to have a thoughtful expression on her face. "But what about Jaime? Is she okay? Because she seemed the most effected by his death."

John sighed. He'd been wondering when the questions would start. "Being an Omni-Psychic doesn't just mean she's Psychic. She has every other sixth sense and that includes Empathy."

Amy rolled her eyes. "I know what an Omni-Psychic is Doctor Smith." She said. "And I know what Empathy and Telepathy is too."

J.D grunted, shaking his head. "A regular Empath can only tune into one person's emotions at a time. An Omni-Psychic can tune into hundreds of emotions at the same time."

"What? Seriously?"

The Half-Time Lord nodded. "Yes, seriously. When she mentioned the events of September 11th, feeling so many emotions and feelings blinking out of existence, she didn't mention that it hurt."

Amy's eyes were now wide. "It hurts?" She didn't think she could go through what Jaime could feel.

"That's why she uses a Psychic Shield, makes feeling emotions that bit more easier."

"But why didn't she use one before? And why are we avoiding a younger version of her?"

John grimaced. "It's complicated." He said.

Amy was about to ask why it was complicated until she heard Jaime calling for the Doctor.

The dark-haired Scot stared at the book window display of Waterstones. "What is it?" John asked, stepping up beside her and looked at the window display himself. It had several of the same purple covered book. And on that cover was an open Fob-watch. He smiled in familiarity.

"A Journal of Impossible Things," Amy read. "Written by Verity Newman. Is it important?"

"Oh, I'll say!" John uttered and looked at the Doctor. He too was staring at the display and he could tell something was on the Time Lord's mind. "Looks like it could be written by one of Joan's relatives."

Rose bristled and looked at the Doctor. "Who's Joan?" She asked.

"Just someone I once met in 1913." The Doctor muttered, remembering he'd left his journal with Joan Redfern.

"It's a wee bit lucky she's in store today," Jaime told him. "I think ye should gan in and wipe tha' smirk her face!"

He looked at Jaime, confused. "What smirk is this?" He asked.

"The one after she asks him if he was happy after he asked the same thing."

"Who are you talking about now?" Amy asked.

"The TV version of The Doctor." John told the ginger before turning his attention back to Jaime. "Was there a reason why he went to see her?"

"Aye, he was dyin' of radiation and he was visiting all his past companions before regenerating." Jaime replied.

The Doctor didn't think he needed to ask where the radiation came from. "Well, perhaps I should go in, see how Miss Newman is doing." He said and Jaime felt a wave of jealousy from Rose.

"I'm coming with you!" The blonde said, following the Doctor into the bookshop. Amy wordlessly followed the couple in when she noticed the tension from both of them.

John was about to go in as well until he found he couldn't move. When he looked at Jaime he found she was holding her hand out. "I think we should wait out here!" She said and walked over to a seat and sat down.

"Fair enough." J.D replied and went to follow her until he noticed something odd, rushing over to the newspaper stand. He got himself a paper and returned to where Jaime sat. "You didn't exactly stay hidden did you?" He said, showing her the newspaper.

The teen looked at the headline, wincing. 'WHO IS THE BLACK BULLET?' It seemed to shout. "I couldnae help it." She sheepishly said. "There were people in trouble, places in trouble."

J.D opened the paper and sighed. "You're a page one exclusive. Blimey, they've done their research well." He heard Jaime gasp, thinking it was something he mentioned until she snatched the paper off him. "Oi, manners!" John said, sounding like Donna but it was ignored. He soon realised she was not reading the article about her, but the back where the sports was. "What is it?" He asked, concerned.

Jaime showed hm the back page. It read: 'SMITH SCORES FOR QPR'. The picture was of a man in his thirties with short brown hair and green eyes, wearing a QPR football strip. Thanks to Donna's memories he knew that 'QPR' was Queen's Park Rangers. "Yes? And?" He was confused.

"Dinnae ye see it?" She asked and he was even more confused.

"I don't, no." He replied.

"It's Matt Smith!" She said and he furrowed his brow, still confused.

"Am I supposed to know who that is?" The Half-Time Lord asked.

Jaime growled in frustration. "In my Universe he's an actor," John was nodding and his expression reminded her of when Sally Sparrow was talking to the Doctor. It was way too cute. "And he was the Doctor. The Eleventh Doctor." Realisation soon dawned on his face and he looked at the picture again.

"No way, you're kidding me!" She shook her head. "You mean when he regenerates he'll come out looking like that?" He nodded his head at the picture.

"Aye, 'cept a lot younger lookin' and more floppy haired." She wondered what the other Doctor look-a-likes were doing, if there were others that is.

In Waterstones the Doctor picked up the purple covered book and read through it very quickly. It was basically what had been in his journal, but with extras.

"There's a line to have the book signed," Rose spoke up. "She must be really popular."

When he looked at Verity Newman it was like looking at a ghost. She looked like a modern day Joan Redfern. Rose noticed the sad expression on his face.

"So, who was she, Doctor?" She asked, hoping he didn't freeze her out.

"She was Matron Redfern." He saw the confusion on her face. "She was a nurse, in 1913. She fell in love with John Smith and..."

"Oh! Was this when you turned yourself into a human?" Rose interrupted him.

"What? You can do that?' Amy asked and they hadn't noticed she had come with them.

"Only under dire circumstances." The Time Lord replied. "We were running from a family of aliens that wanted to live forever."

They joined the queue and it was Rose who bought the book for the Doctor. As they got closer she could feel the Doctor's nervousness so she took hold of his hand in comfort. The Doctor smiled at her and it made her happy.

They heard the man in front ask Verity about the book and she answered; "No, it's not just a story, no," she began to explain. "Every word of it is true. I found my Great Grandmothers diary in the loft, and she was a nurse in 1913, and she fell in love with this man called John Smith. Except he was a visitor from another world. She fell in love with a man from the stars. And she wrote it all down." She signed the book for the man and he thanked her before leaving.

Rose, the Doctor and Amy stepped forward. The book was placed on the table and Verity picked it up to sign it. "And who is it for?" She inquired.

"The Doctor." Answered the Time Lord with a little smile on his face.

"To the Doctor," she replied. "Funny, that's the name he used."

Rose felt a sudden realisation and surprise, watching as Verity looked up at them. "Was she happy? In the end?" The Doctor asked.

"Yes, yes she was." Verity replied. "Were you?"

*Blimey, Jaime was right about the smirk.* He heard Rose in his mind and smiled.

"Oh, yes. Very much so," he replied and put his arm around Rose's shoulders. "This is Rose, the one mentioned in the book."

The blonde smiled as Verity looked at her. "Hello!" She said, giving a quick wave. A feeling of surprise came to her as Verity recognised her face.

This time the author smiled in complete amazement. Because it turned out the Rose character was actually real.

"Thank you," the Doctor took the book. "It was nice meeting you."

They left a stunned Verity to continue her signing and exited the shop. "See, that wasn't so bad!" Rose told him as he placed the book in his pocket. He smiled a little and was about to reply when a beeping emitted from Rose's picket. She took the tracker out, seeing that it was registering residual energy.

"He's close!" The Doctor stated. "Come on." He shouted over to Jaime and John before he, Rose and Amy took off running.

Jaime looked stunned for a moment before she and John ran after the Doctor, Rose and Amy. They'd obviously picked up a signal on the tracker.

And as she caught up with the Doctor, she noticed her surroundings looked familiar, like a feeling of dejavu. Not only that but she could feel the tingling in the back of her mind get stronger. She gasped. "Wait!" She shouted.

"Why?" John asked from behind, puffing away. He could hear a lot of activity coming from the emergency services Somewhere.

"Because she's here!" Jaime exclaimed. It felt like they were right on top of her. "STOP!" She commanded, just as they turned a corner and they all skidded to a halt. Jaime ran on ahead, closed her eyes and concentrated.

"What did you do that for?" The Doctor asked, somewhat annoyed.

"Shhh!" She hissed and pointed. "See." Just a couple of feet away they could see a girl with dark coloured clothes and brown hair staring at the gawking crowd in distain.

"Is that..." Rose began and Jaime nodded.

"Aye, it is. Watch."

They could hear her telling the crowd to leave and they all turned away at the same time, walking towards them. But instead of being bumped into by the mind manipulated zombies, they all walked past them.

"How are they not seeing us?" Amy asked.

"I'm shieldin' us all." Jaime replied. "And invisible."

"Uhh...problem." Rose worried.

The dark-haired Scot looked to see her younger self looking at the odd phenomenon in confusion. "Och, I remember this. Dinnae worry."

"What do you mean, 'don't worry'?" John whispered, stepping closer to her. "She's staring right at us."

Jaime rolled her eyes. "I just said we're invisible. She cannae see us!" She hissed back.

The younger Jaime continued to stare at the blank place where there was an odd shimmering, people skirting around it. She groaned and put her hands on her head, eyes watering. She really shouldn't have overstretched the mind manipulation like that.

Rose could feel her pain and sighed. "Oh, she's hurting so much," she said. "How could you even stand it?"

"I got by." The older Jaime replied and Amy wondered what they were going on about. They watched as the younger Jaime took a pill and turned way, only to stop when the tracker sounded off again.

"Rose, turn it off!" The Doctor hissed at her.

"I'm trying to!" She hissed back.

Over the cacophony of noise surrounding her the younger Jaime could hear an odd bleeping coming from the strange shimmering thing. When she approached it, put her hand out towards it, she came to realise something. There was a tingling in the back of her mind. She knew it could only come from herself.

They saw the scared expression appear on her face, watching as she took a couple steps back. Rose suddenly felt fearful. "She's going to run!" She said.

The older Jaime closed her eyes. *Don't run, don't go anywhere,* She called, disguising her voice. *Save the man about to jump.*

The Doctor saw the younger girl furrow her brow before turning to the hullabaloo. She pulled her hood up, walked away a few steps and suddenly disappeared.

"What happened? Did she bolt?" John asked.

Jaime shook her head. "Nae, just watch."

The Doctor turned to her. "Was that supposed to happen?" He asked her and she smiled sheepishly.

"I only jus' remembered, but I dae remember seein' a weird shimmerin', hearin' the beepin' and realisin' it might jus' be me. Was 'bout to flee 'til I heard a voice tell me tae save the fella about tae jump."

The Time Lord uttered a frustrated groan. "Will we be bumping into you again?" He now asked but Jaime just shrugged.

"I dinnae know!" She replied.

"You did say you had a feeling you might be seeing her again." John spoke up.

"I'm sorry, but what the hell are you all talking about?" Amy asked. She had been following the conversation but she couldn't figure out what they were talking about. "Who the hell was that?"

"That was Jaime!" Rose answered her.

Amy stared at them, putting her hands on her hips. "She looked nothing like you!" She said to the other Scots-girl.

"Tha's 'cos I regenerated." Confusion washed off the ginger Scot. "We'll explain it later..." Jaime added.

Panicked screaming brought their attention back to the situation and Amy gasped when she saw a figure fall from a building, a multi-story car park. She covered her eyes, barely able to watch. Suddenly a flying blur of black streaked across the sky and caught the figure in mid-air. The blur of black disappeared out of the sky and re-appeared on the ground, dumping the man before disappearing again.

"Nicely done, Jaime." John congratulated. "Where will she be now?"

"Thanks," Jaime grinned. "She'll have retreated tae the top of the Shard, tha's where I were hiding out."

Rose noticed the tracker was going haywire. "I think that might have been our man." She said, looking up.

They noticed he was now surrounded by police. "We'll just have to bust him out of prison." John said.

However, Jaime smiled and stepped forward, dropping the shield and invisibility. "Or maybe I should jus' dae this!" She said and disappeared in a whirlwind.

"What's she going to do?" Amy asked.

They watched as another whirlwind generated right in the middle of where the police were and it got bigger. Then the police officers were all brutally kicked out of the whirlwind, then it disappeared seconds later.

Jaime returned and she'd brought along company. Only he was screaming and she could feel his fear. She slammed him against the wall, ignoring the others telling her to be careful. "Lex Lewis," Jaime read his mind where it turned out he was known as 'Flex' Lex Lewis. "Shut up and calm down!" He stopped screaming, staring at her with wide green eyes. "How long have ye been here?" She asked.

Instead he replied with; "You can speak Welsh?" It was enough to cause confusion.

"What do you mean?" Amy asked.

"You can understand me?" He counter-asked. "No-one could understand me. I don't know what's going on and I don't know where I am!"

"He says he's speaking a different language but I hear English." Amy said.

"That's the TARDIS. She translates foreign and alien languages." Rose told her.

"Lex, how long have ye been here?" Jaime asked him only for confusion to wash off him.

"Is that my name?" He asked, causing her to step back.

"Okay, wha's gannin' on?"

The Doctor took out his Sonic and scanned Lex with it. "The Time Storm must have done something to his neural receptors, reset his language to his mother tongue, that being Welsh. He's got short-term amnesia and he's been here for more than 48 hours. Long enough to gain a t-shirt from somewhere."

The t-shirt and thong were the only pieces of clothes the brown haired buzzcutted Welshman was wearing. Lex stared at the glowing pen thing, wondering why he had never seen something like that before. They heard shouting from where the emergency services were. It seemed that the police had worked out where Lex had gone.

"Come with us and we'll explain everything." The Time Lord said to him and a scared Lex nodded. To spare time being chased by police they all held hands and Jaime Teleported them to the TARDIS.