A/N: Again, some of the quotes from the actual show have been altered slightly (and/or added, subtracted) to better represent Katari's character. This goes through "Fear Her" for spoilers sake...

"So she's going to remain a face on a slab of concrete forever?" Katari was curled up in her favorite chair in the library.

"Weeell, I suppose you could say that, yes."

"That would suck."

"But she's alive."

"Yeah, but…constantly being dependent upon others, never being able to enjoy food, since there's nowhere for it to go…and well, sex is totally out…" Katari shook her head with a raise of an eyebrow.

"And is that so bad? Her brain is still in use. She's still thinking," the Doctor put down the papers he was examining.

"Well…it's sex," Katari was flipping through a magazine she had picked up after they had helped Elton. The Doctor blinked at her a few times, his mouth slightly agape. "Oh, come on, don't tell me Time Lords never had sex."

The Doctor shrugged, "It's not like we couldn't, but…well, we didn't. Had looms for procreation. And when we had our intelligence, what's the point of lust?"

Katari was shaking her head at him from over her magazine, "You're clearly doing it wrong."

His expression was priceless as his mouth opened in awe and his eyes widened, "I am very capable, thank you very much."

Katari stood from the chair, holding her page in her magazine with her thumb, "Sure, whatever you say, Doc."

He stared after her for a moment, stuttering before he could reply, "Don't call me Doc!"

Her laughter echoed from down the hall as she made her way to her bedroom.

The Doctor sat back in his chair and sighed, "I am going to be so fat that the TARDIS will drop me off and leave me somewhere so she won't have to carry my weight around." He placed his napkin over the dish that had been wiped clean of its chicken pot pie.

With a snort Katari stood and stretched, "I doubt that. If you were that fat you wouldn't make it back to the TARDIS at all, because you wouldn't be able to run from the enemies that you never think exist."

"I suppose there's validity in th- hey, I do too acknowledge the existence of said enemies. I just never plan for it, that's all." He looked at her with indignation as he stood to clear the dishes from the table.

"So this morning when you said…oh, what was it..." Katari tapped her chin as if thinking, "Ah, yes…and I quote, 'Oh everyone on this planet is so friendly, we won't have any problems here,' you meant the opposite?"

"Today is Opposite Day." His reply was short as he piled her plate onto his.

"So it's not Opposite Day," she smirked at him.

He opened his mouth to reply and then narrowed his eyes at her, "Don't you have something to do?"

Laughing, Katari headed for the door, "I suppose I could watch some old movies before bed." Then quietly she muttered, "Or plot the takeover of the TARDIS…whichever…"

"That's nic- wait, what?" The Doctor turned rapidly toward the door, plates clinking in his hand, but Katari was already gone, laughing her way through the halls. The Doctor mumbled to himself, "Why is it she always leaves the room laughing at me?"

The Doctor is gone. The Doctor is gone. It was all Katari could think as she ran for Chloe's house. Her pounding was frantic, though she knew getting to Chloe any faster would not help the Doctor.

Trish opened the door, and without a word, Katari raced past her, ignoring her calls that Chloe had no other pencils.

Chloe immediately began yelling at her in the voice of the Isolus to leave her alone, but Katari shook her head and pointed at the drawing, "Bring him back, now."

Chloe refused.

Don't you realize what you've done? He was the only one who could help you, now bring him back!

Chloe yelled again, "Leave me alone! I love Chloe Webber!"

Katari saw the longing in her eyes, the loneliness that reflected out at her from the Doctor's eyes each day, and her voice softened, "I know." She nodded slightly, "I know." She looked down at the paper in her hands, "Doctor, if you can hear me, I'm gonna get you out of there. I'll find the pod." With an inward sigh, she looked back to Trish, "Don't leave her alone, no matter what."

With the pod in hand, Katari swung the axe at Chloe's bedroom door. Just one of these days I will enjoy something without issue. Just one. She swung again. But for now…to save the Doctor.

The hole in the door became large enough to fit her hand through. Knocking the chair out of the way, she and Trish hurried in, "Chloe!"

Chloe was coloring in the land on her picture of the Earth, as her father's voice came from the closet.

"I've gotta stop her," Katari muttered. She stepped forward, but promptly stepped backward at the violent shaking of the closet door.

"If you stop Chloe Webber, I will let him out. We will let him out together. I cannot be alone. It's not fair."

Katari pulled the pod from her pocket, "Look, I have your pod."

"The pod is dead."

"It-it only needs heat."

"It needs more than heat."

"What, then?" Katari was getting desperate.

Kel, the man from the Council, had come in now, and pointed at the pictures, "I'm not being funny or nothing, but that picture just moved." He pointed to the picture of the Doctor and the TARDIS, "And that one!"

Katari studied the picture of the Doctor, who was now pointing to the Olympic torch, "She didn't draw that. He did. But it needs more than heat, Doctor."

The commentator on the television spoke, "It's much more than a torch now, it's a beacon. It's a beacon of hope and fortitude and courage. And it's a beacon of love."

Katari blinked at it and then looked back at the picture, "You have such good timing."

Katari jumped joyously as the pod slipped into the torch, "Yes!" With a giggle she hugged Kel.

"You did it!" He cheered, then paused, "What was it you did?"

Suddenly, children reappeared and ran towards their parents. Katari smiled brightly as she watched their reunions, but then her smile faded a bit, "Doctor…" She turned in the direction in which the TARDIS had been parked.

She was interrupted by an elderly lady thanking her before her thoughts turned to the Doctor once more. "Where is he? He should be here?" Her eyes scanned the street, "All the drawings have come to life." With a sudden realization, Katari's eyes flew to Chloe's bedroom window, "That means all of them. Oh, no." She ran toward the house as a red glow filled the window.

The door was locked though, and Trish yelled that they were trapped. Katari's mind raced. What would the Doctor do, how would he stop this…The Doctor said this Dad was one that lived in her nightmares... She could hear Trish and Chloe pleading inside the door. But nightmares aren't real…so it's completely created by the Isolus.

She called suddenly, "Chloe, listen to me. It isn't real like the others. It's just energy left over by the Isolus, but you can get rid of it—"

Trish's yelling interrupted Katari, but she continued on, "It's because you're scared that he's real! But you can get shot of him, Chloe!" She heard Chloe plead for her mom, "You can do it, Chloe!"

Katari paused as she heard Chloe repeating over and over that she couldn't do it. How do you stop a nightmare… A tune floated through her head, one that had been stuck there all day, "Sing again! Chloe, sing!"

Chloe began to sing, and was soon joined by Trish. Within seconds Katari heard them laughing and then let out her own sigh of relief. Her relief was short lived, however, when she realized the Doctor was still missing. Kel found her, and gave her a pitying look, "Maybe he's gone somewhere."

Katari had barely heard him speak, but spoke aloud, half to him, half to herself, "Who's going to hold his hand now?"

Kel led her back into Trish's house as the commentator remarked with amazement at the return of the stadium of people.

"Eighty thousand people…So where's the Doctor?" Katari blinked back tears, "I need him."

They all watched as the torch bearer collapsed, and a random man picked it up.

Katari's heart jumped into her throat, "Doctor…"