Rose repeated the same procedure she had for the first factory with the next three, saving most of the people as she had done the first time. Just a few wary stragglers wouldn't pay any heed to her, but most people followed. Most people were saved.

In the fifth factory, Rose guided the people to the elevators again like she had before, but this time she heard screams of panic. She risked a glance behind her to see armed Crespians running about, shooting off laser guns at any human close by. People collapsed all over the place, and the Crespians seemed to be growing in number.

"Come on!" Rose yelled at the top of her lungs, forcing her legs to pump faster.

One elevator filled. Two. The Crespians were approaching, shooting anyone they could. People were dropping like flies.

"There she is!"

Rose heard the shout behind her, and could only think of it as in reference to her. She pushed one more woman into the second elevator, and then turned to face the Crespians. They surrounded her, all the other humans either lying unmoving on the ground or scrambling into another elevator.

"The Governor will see this one," stated one of the Crespians.

Rose put her hands on her hips, unafraid. "Yeah, I'd like to see this Governor of yours too."

Another Crespian smirked. "We never said you'd be conscious for it." He turned a knob on the side of his gun and pulled the trigger before Rose could even think.

She fell on the ground, relieved as she saw the last remaining humans lift off in the elevator. Still, she had failed to free all the prisoners. All she had had to do was lead them, and she had failed...

These thoughts prevalent in her mind, Rose blacked out.

"Just one more adjustment there..."

The sonic screwdriver's buzz elicited a spark from the exposed panel inside the Doctor's former prison cell. He jerked his hand away and then peered at the computer system again, making sure everything was in its place. Ah, one more wire needed rerouting...

The Doctor, unfamiliar with his new sonic, pressed a button out of old habit. He watched as the screwdriver's top part extended out, leaving a thick length in between the handle and the top. Four thin pieces uncurled from the length, and closed together on top of the blue dome like a cage. Then the whole top part began to spin and glow a bright blue. The Doctor stared at it with wide eyes, mouth agape.

"This is beautiful!" he exclaimed, looking up at Raylia. "What does it do?"

"Widens its transmitting and receiving range."

"Brilliant!" He pressed the button again, making the sonic screwdriver return to its normal state. Aiming it inside the panel, he pressed another button, making the screwdriver emit a buzzing sound. He reached his hand inside, moved the wire around, and then used the sonic on it again so that it would stay in place.

"There we go!" he said, jumping up and clapping his hands together. "All ready and programmed to fly back to the mother ship. The shields should stand against the force field."

Raylia smiled at him. "Good luck."

The Doctor beamed back at her. "Thank you, Raylia. I couldn't have done this without you; getting the parts to install the shields from the junkyard..." He lifted his sonic screwdriver up in front of his eyes and admired it again. "And you taught me how to make my own sonic! It's brilliant!"

Raylia laughed, but it quickly melted into a frown. She reached down for the bag of parts she had taken from the junkyard and pulled out a gleaming silver laser gun. "I know you said you'll be able to handle the Governor when you get up there, but he's become a corrupt member of my race, and I don't know what he'll do." She handed the gun to him. The Doctor touched it with his fingertips, unsure. He felt a sort of repulsion and attraction to it at the same time. It was probably better to have it, just in case.

He curled his fingers around the handle and tucked it into his jacket pocket. "Thank you. When I'm finished, I'll come back and take you anywhere you'd like to go. How does that sound?"

She smiled. "I'll be able to see my family again..." Tears filled her eyes, and she nodded. "It sounds wonderful, Doctor. Be careful."

The Doctor nodded and then put the prison's freed panel back in place. A wall closed in between him and Raylia, and a rumbling rose up from the bottom of the ship. Pressing his palms against the walls on either side of him, he braced himself as the cell launched into the air.

"Come on," he murmured to himself as he felt the small ship hitting resistance in the atmosphere. "You can hold. Come on!"

The walls grew warm. The Doctor hoped with all his might that the ship would hold. Suddenly there was something like a snap, and the ship flung away. The Doctor scrambled to look out of the viewing port.

The prison moon was already far away.

The Doctor laughed. "Oh yes!"

After only a few more minutes of waiting, he felt the ship slow down (he had taken the liberty of installing brakes as well). There was a muted thud, and the ship grew quiet. The fourth padded wall lifted up to reveal a glass wall behind it, with a surprised Crespian staring inside.

Not just any Crespian. It was the Governor.