AN: Yes you can be allergic to Onions and Garlic and I wouldn't doubt more people are allergic than they realize. Anything in the allium family as well as the nightshade family (i.e. Tomatoes and potatoes) can also be a serious cause of allergies but except for eating chicken and tomatoes together I don't have a problem with either of those. I also happen to be extremely allergic to cinnamon one whiff and I can't breath and get horribly congested. I haven't needed an epi pen, luckily, cause I carry dissolvable antihistamine wherever I go, but then I don't have insurance to get allergy tested.

Chapter 25

A month and a brief honeymoon later Fiona had gotten everything ready for their guests. The village was set to rights with the help of their new tenants, the MacDougals. David son of Dougal along with his wife Mairead, their two sons and three daughters were shipwrecked off the coast of Gallifair. Fiona and the Doctor saved their lives which they seemed to take to heart as they had pledged their loyalty to the Duke and Duchess of Gallifair O'Way. The Doctor wasn't terribly thrilled about keeping a Scottish family from the 16th century on the island but he'd had companions from the past before and she knew he would grow to like as much as she already did. In her opinion they were blessed to have the strange little couple and their five children as they didn't question hers or the Doctor's eccentricities or their odd little blue police box.

Along with the human castaways, they were also able rescue from the wreckage several Shetland cattle, a small herd of Soay sheep, a crate of chickens, and a sheep dog they had brought with them from the Shetland Islands. Due to the trauma of the wreck the dog quickly went into labor with a litter of puppies which came as a shock to the MacDougals as they assumed the dog had been a male. The dog they had named Laddie turned out to be a Lassie instead. Fiona was so taken with the smallish dog that she begged one of the puppies from its mother's owners. She noted with interest how similar it looked to the more modern Shetland Sheepdog breed which hadn't actually come into being until much later in history from where the MacDougals arrived.

Having had the problem of finding a steward she could entrust the island to while they were away solve itself, Fiona felt free to go back for the gifts promised to her by friends she had made in the past. She went back to Scotland to pick up the gifts the good King of Scotland was keeping in his care for her return which totaled a goodly amount of cattle and sheep as well as more chickens along with some geese and a few ducks. He tried to persuade her to take along some pigs but she politely refused having enough trouble convincing Capricillia to make room for a livestock pen. Neither of them could tolerate the idea of having pigs in such a small enclosed space as they'd never get the smell out of the ship. The smell from the other animals could be easily scrubbed compared to the stench of the universes' dingiest animal.

After she bid the king and his family good-bye she headed over to the Belgium Court where her coach and four waited for her. Even though she was in Belgium the four horses she was there to retrieve were in fact Friesians, big majestic animals with long flowing mane and tail with hair on their feet but much more elegant and graceful than other draft horses. In fact she had heard someone describe them as the Arabian horse of the heavy drafts. After resetting the coordinates for another location she went back to check on the animals and to admire the carriage. When she opened the door in order to examine the inside she found a littler of kittens in a nest of straw on the floor of the coach, much to her surprise. She feared she had abandoned the mother when she left the palace grounds but just as she turned to head back something jumped into the carriage startling her. A beautiful long haired grey and white tiger striped cat glared at her with a mouse in its mouth.

"Are you the Mama cat then?" Fiona asked her. The cat just gave her a `leave us alone` stare and dropped the mouse to lick her kittens assuring herself sure they were still alright. The mother ignored her but Fiona slowly reached her hand inside the carriage to be sniffed. The cat put her body between her and the kittens but Fiona tickled the side of one of the kittens making it mew. The mother turned her attention immediately towards that kitten licking the place where Fiona touched. Fiona tickled the other side of its ribs and the mother started licking that side as well eventually creeping up to Fiona's hand. Fiona kept her hand still while the mother tasted her skin and was thoroughly satisfied that Fiona wasn't a danger to her babies. "That's a good girl." Fiona soothed picking up the female cat and began to pet her. Thanks to the telepathy of a Time Lord Fiona was able to promise that she was a friend and a happy friendship was born when the cat began to purr. Fiona smiled after getting a feline kiss and set her down to pick up the babies one by one in order to pet them as well. None of them looked alike and she could tell they were a mix of genetic coding, kind of like her. She gave the mama one last scratch behind the ear before she went to wash her hands.

Her next stop was the Shetland Isles much later in Earth's history, closer to her own time period, and picked up several more Shelties – as connoisseurs of the Shetland Sheepdog breed called their beloved pets. Capricillia only complained when one of the males mistook a roof strut for a tree but otherwise they were already house broken though Fiona made sure to keep them away from the Mama cat and her kittens until she could properly introduce them to the dogs.

Forgetting that herding for those kinds of dogs came naturally Fiona mistakenly tried to put them in with the other animals. The sheep scattered at the sound of barking dogs making the Tardis jolt to one side until she recovered from the sudden shift of weight. The sheep huddled into one corner of the room having been reluctantly herded by five shepherdless dogs. Luckily the fowls were enclosed in crates though they added their complaints to the sudden disruption. The cattle merely stamped there feet since there wasn't much place they could go and the horses simply snuffed the dogs and huffed at being ordered about not giving into such tiny creature's demands.

Afraid they might get trampled, or worse start a stampede, she moved the dogs into a different room. That didn't prevent the dogs from trying to even wrangle her which she might have found slightly humorous if it wasn't for the fact that she tripped over one of them every few feet. She found a few tennis balls and a long hallway that was devoid of anything breakable. They acted as though they had never seen one of the silly bright yellow balls before but as soon as she threw it down the corridor one of the dog's natural tendencies to fetch kicked in and it chased after the flying object. The others chased after the other dog barking excitedly even though they didn't know the rules of the game.

It only took one or two more times for the others to catch on but she only had two tennis balls to throw. The ones who had nothing to retrieve found something, much to her surprise. One returned with a piece of rope that was already knotted on one end so Fiona knotted the other to prevent it from unraveling. Another found a stick apparently from the myriad of things they had brought on board when they loaded the other animals. The third found a stuffed thing that might have at one time resembled an animal though where it came from she wasn't sure. Fiona tossed each of the items making note of who caught what most often until she just couldn't throw anymore and slid to the floor laughing as she tried to avoid being licked on the face or worse her mouth.

She had never had a dog before in her life but now that she had five wonderful dogs in her possession she couldn't imagine her life without one. She was already making plans to build a breeding kennel for her own benefit if nothing else. Even though they hadn't been from the same litter the dogs had already formed a click with her as the alpha female. She laughed at their silly antics all vying for her attention at once.

"You mister," She said grabbing one that was being particularly annoying, "Are Zander after my best friend, your little girlfriend over there will be Romie," She announced picking the two who reminded her of her friends back on Gallifrey. "You're Romana," She told the one that acted the most like a mother hen trying to make everyone get along and licking the others as if to groom them. "That quiet one over then will be Libby… no Rian after my father and… where is she?" Fiona asked looking around for the last one knowing she had five. She felt a warm fuzzy thing move behind her and she felt with her hand to make sure it wasn't another mouse. It turned out to be the smallest of the three females. "What are you doing back there?" She asked reaching her hand behind her back; the dog moved out of her reach and scurried towards the other end when she tried to reach her other hand behind her back. "Okay, silly, since you like acting as a pillow, how about Fluffy?" She questioned the dog but got no response. "I could always call you Kitty since you managed to squeeze into such a small space." Still no sign of recognition, "I could always name you after the friend that I lost. How does Abby sound?" She questioned the dog behind her back and got an excited thumping of the tail in response. "Is that a yes Abby?" She questioned getting a bark and more beating of the tail. "Okay, Abby it is then," Fiona said moving quickly to capture the skittish animal scooping her up into her arms. "Gottcha Abbydabbydoo!" She exclaimed snuggling the dog who whined and squirmed excitedly in her arms trying to lick Fiona's face which she wouldn't allow. Somehow Abby's nose got too close to Fiona's ear and she got slobbered anyway. "Ooh!" Fiona grinned setting the dog back on the floor to be man handled by her new-found friends and at least one of her littermates. "Be good dogs and stay here I've got to go now." She told them closing the door to their room behind her. When she returned to the console room she saw that they had already landed and she went to open the door of the Tardis. She probably shouldn't have been but she was surprised to find the Doctor leaning against the doorway blocking her escape and to say that he was glaring daggers at her was a mild term.

"Hello dear, how was your day?" He asked in a sweet yet icy tone.

"Hello my love, have our guests arrived yet?" she asked managing to slip passed him anyway. She walked around to the back of the Tardis and pointed her sonic screwdriver at the rear wall. It slowly let down to reveal a ramp leading into the animal pen. David and his eldest son appeared and went inside to bring the animals out one by one, though they retrieved the crates of poultry first.

"What have you done to my Tardis?" The Doctor exclaimed indignantly when he'd had a chance to recover from the initial shock.

"Nothing that isn't irreversible, Doctor," She told him reverting back to his other name which she did whenever he was being rude or annoying. She only called him Jonathan when he was exceptionally good or when they were alone, though he didn't seem to have caught on to that yet. "The animals might have created a slight mess but it's only temporary. I added a few new rooms just for this purpose, if we can't get them clean enough for you or Capricillia we can eject them from the Tardis. Thanks to John and David here we can have this mess sorted out as quickly as possible and not have to be close to the smell any longer than we have to be." She explained, the senses of a Time Lord being four times the strength of a human's.

"I meant about the ramp!" he persisted.

"Well, it was either this or have a 6th century farm hand see the inside of a 78th century space ship. Don't worry I used the chameleon circuit we recovered from my ship to disguise it as a sea faring vessel. I also didn't think you would appreciate my letting the sheep have a go at your library, I had to move the pool in order to make this work you know." She told him trying to keep her voice low enough so their 16th century crofters wouldn't overhear, not that they bothered to question how so many animals could fit into such a small box. "David, I'll give you a huge bonus if you muck everything out and be careful in the other room. There's a mama cat whose made a nest for her litter of kittens in the floor of the coach. She's friendly enough but let John know so he doesn't spook her. The Doctor isn't fond of cats and doesn't cherish the thought of finding any under his bed." She asked the senior MacDougal who, though he didn't appear much older than her had a son nearly as old since he had married so early in life. The oldest son was sixteen, the second oldest fourteen, and third oldest almost eleven with the two girls thirteen and eight. The children were already required to help out around the place as though they were adults but that had been the way of things for countless generation before the modern era decide to change things. Fiona did have plans on having the children come to the mansion at least a few hours a day to learn their letters and numbers. She hoped the MacDougals would let her educate the children as much as was within her ability but it was up to them since it had to do with their children.

"Aye, m'laidie." David MacDougal answered obediently as he pulled one of the larger Shetland cattle from the ship using a rope tied around the horns. "I'll let him ken ta trea soiftlye ma'am," He said in that deep Scots brogue she loved so much. The kind the Doctor could only imitate, though he sounded more like a wellborn city dweller unlike his earthly counterpart's highland accent touched with the deep sound of his native tongue.

"And set a few traps please!" She called after him hoping the Doctor wouldn't question why there was a need.

"What do you mean I don't like cats?" Her husband asked. "I like cats just not cats as nuns."

"Are you in one of your contrary moods again, dear?" She questioned.

"Yes!" He answered without thinking. "No," He frowned.

"You're being contradictory as well as contrary Doctor." She told him. "I'm sorry I borrowed the Tardis again this morning without your permission but you have to remember, my love, that I own half of what you do." She advised heading back to the front of the box.

"Then as your husband I own half of everything you do. Half of Gallifair is mine." He insisted. She smiled and shook her head, he was acting like a kid with sharing issues again.

"Jonathan, this island has always belonged to us both. It's not about what's mine and what's yours, its all ours now. Our Island, our Tardis. If you're worried about Capricillia don't be. I only made a few short hops and I never left earth's orbit." She assured him.

"Jumping time tracks is more stressful on a Tardis than merely touring the universe." He maintained.

"No, what's stressful is jumping tracks while hopping to different points in the universe. I locked onto the earth's core before I went back in time. You missed that in your relativity course apparently though you would have known that if you hadn't thrown your manual out an air lock." She instructed making her way towards the wardrobe room where she gathered a few things. She also needed several items from storage room three where most of the spare parts for the Tardis were stored. She slipped the fibers she had managed to find in the wardrobe room through the loops she'd found in the parts room and used her sonic to meld the fibers together. With a bit of ingenious jiggery pokery she was satisfied with her MacGyverisms though she'd have to ask Jack to pick up the proper apparatuses, but for now what she had rigged up would have to do. The Doctor was still trailing after her since she walked while she worked.

"I still think I was right for chucking it out by the way." He grumbled. She shook her head and sighed in frustration wondering why she loved him so much as to put up with his moods.

"How about I let you take everyone home in the Tardis will that make you feel any better?" She placated. She knew he was a bit stir crazy for having to stay in one place for so long. "Here," She handed him two of her make shift leashes which he stared at not knowing what they were. "This aught to calm you down a bit." She told him opening the door to the dog's room. All five dogs rushed at the new person at once jumping up on him as well as happily greeting her as well.

"Calm me down?" he questioned unhappily. "How can a flock of slobbering animals calm me down?" He wanted to know trying to get away from searching paws and wet tongues.

"Their called a pack Doctor not a flock, and it's a well known fact that animals can lower a person's blood pressure." She explained. "Sit!" She commanded in a loud voice. Everyone obeyed including the Doctor. "Not you!" She laughed holding her hand out to him. He grabbed her hand but instead of joining her he pulled her down to his level.

"Hello gorgeous!" He whispered before taking her face in his hands and kissed her passionately. "Where were you when I woke up this morning?" He demanded pulling away.

"I couldn't leave poor Mairead to fix up the guest cottages alone. I figured while I was at it I'd go around and pick up a few things I needed." She explained.

"I can understand the cows and I can even understand the horses – to a degree – but what do you need with five mangy mutts? We already have six dogs on the island already. What do we need the others for?" He inquired.

"My dogs are neither mangy nor mutts thank you very much!" She defended. "Eventually we'll need breeding stock, we can't have them inbreeding or they'll be deformed mutants in a hundred years time if they even live that long." She informed him.

"I'm going to be over run by puppies aren't I?" He groaned.

"But you love puppies!" She determined.

"I do?" He asked. She smiled at him and kissed him before quickly getting to her feet.

"Yes you do," She persisted. "While you're down there you can use those leashes I gave you and put them on Rian and Abby." She let him know.

"How am I supposed to tell the difference?" He queried.

"You'll be able to tell them apart eventually but for now Rian's the one closest to you with the black tips on his ears and only one ear that flops over. The heating blanket that's wrapped around your back is Abby." She explained clipping the other three leases into place.

"What kind of name is Rian?" He asked letting the specified dog lick his hand before attempting to snap the leash into place. She smiled at how well they seemed to be getting on.

"I named him Librarian after my father and since I didn't think Libby sounded good as a boy's name I chose Rian." She elaborated.

"You could have used Liber which is that latin word for the same thing." He told her.

"Actually Liber means many things: the inner bark of trees, paper, parchment, or book. The word librarius, from the Latin word librarium, means library and it's longer than Rian. Besides he's happy with the name I chose for him aren't you boy?" She asked the dog in question who barked excitedly in answer. "See," She smiled smugly up at the Doctor. "That's a good dog Rian. You had your tin dog Doctor now I have my live ones." She disclosed turning on her heel and headed for the console room with three of the dogs in hand.

"Oi, hang on I don't have them hooked up yet." He complained as she heard scurrying behind her as the other two rushed to catch up to their pack leaving the Doctor behind. She couldn't prevent herself from smiling but she didn't let the Doctor see it.

"Come along dear." She called over her shoulder. She caught the sound of him muttering under his breath followed by a frustrated growl before his footsteps echoed theirs.

"Hi honey I'm home!" Jack exclaimed when she opened the front door. He stood leaning against the door jam much as the Doctor had a while ago.

"Jack! You're just the man I wanted to see. Think you could pop over to the mainland and pick up a few things for me?" She asked.

His grin melted into a frown. "Don't I get a `hi Jack` First?" he wanted to know.

She laughed and gave him a hug. "Hello sweetie, how was your day?"

"Fine and yours?" he answered with a laugh and a kiss to her cheek. "What are you doing with all the Shelties, starting a kennel?" He asked jokingly.

"Yes actually. I discovered a deep abiding love of the breed. Our crofters have a precursor to the more modern breed that I have here and she also had puppies. I wanted new breeding stock so when they're old enough they won't be inbreeding. I'm going to have David train the two boys herding, none of them are more than a year or two but I hope that isn't too old to learn." She commented.

"David? Is there something I should know about?" He asked more than curiously.

"No, he's already spoken for. David and Mairead MacDougal are our new crofters. When we can finally start traveling again the MacDougals and their children will look after the island while we're gone. They happen to be exiles like us only they're from the 1600's. I'm not sure but I think it had something to do with one of the clan uprisings, they were on a ship which was sunk and they washed up on shore." She explained. Jack was a little disappointed but all that was forgotten when the Doctor finally put in an appearance and the two friends greeted each other. "Jack," Fiona warned him of his place and he reluctantly let go of her husband.

"So what was it you wanted from the mainland?" He wanted to know reaching down to give the dogs a pat and grabbed the leash her husband had managed to secure to the collar before the Doctor lost control of the dog.

"Leashes! I need proper leashes for the dogs not that they have far to run but I want to be able to restrain them until I have a chance to train them properly." She announced taking the leash she'd given the Doctor and handed Jack the three she held so she could slip Abby's into place. "I know that the island isn't very big but these ones I've rigged up will only last so long. Have Ianto and the others shown up yet?" She wanted to know.

"They'll be here after work. I just stopped in to see if you wanted anything." He informed them.

She frowned in disappointment. "I wanted to know how well the ferry was running."

"I'll come back on it with the others. The restoration was going well the last time I stopped in to check on it. Are you sure the boat is small enough?" He asked.

"I hand picked the vessel myself and beside the Doctor fixed the force field, anything smaller than a schooner can see the island. We were going to make it a little higher but after we saw a Pirate ship a little too close for comfort we decided to keep it lower to the water. I thought an old Victorian era yacht would do nicely and it runs on steam, how much better for the environment is that? The Captain has the freedom to use it however he likes as long as he's at our beck and call in a moment's notice." She explained.

"You do know he's an alien don't you?" Jack wondered.

"Of course I do Jack. Earth isn't the only humanoid inhabited planet in the galaxy. He isn't even the only alien living on earth even though most of them try to lay low. Not all of them are trouble makers like the kind you lot at Torchwood run into." She assured him.

"That's good to know," Jack breathed.

"Why don't I know about these people?" The Doctor demanded.

"Likely, because you've made a name for yourself, Doctor. You remember Mr. Cooper from just after Martha left; surely you didn't think he was the only one from his world or others, for that matter, here on earth. Word has gotten out that the earth is defended. It's only the ones who are either too stupid to ignore the warnings or dumb enough to try anyway that you chance upon. Everyone else is terrified of you." She let on. He stared at her with a mixture of disbelief and amazement.

"How pray tell do you know all this?" He inquired.

"I've traveled a bit in my day but mainly Captain Stubing told me." She admitted.

"Oh please tell me that's his real name and not..." Jack began

"Borrowed from the `Love Boat`? I'm afraid so, it seems it was at the height of its popularity when his ship crashed to earth. He used the last of his ship's energy to scan the local culture and that's the name his ship spit out on all of his documents. Captain Merrill Stubing is what his birth certificate says though no one bothers to wonder why Captain is his first name they just think he's a ship's captain instead. Don't worry I didn't let him name our yacht the love boat, it's called the Accolade." She made known.

"Isn't that a rather funny name for a ship?" Jack wondered. She smiled and shook her head.

"It's so we will never forget where we came from or where we are going. I thought it was rather fitting. Wouldn't you agree Jonathan?" She replied. The Doctor smiled at her by way of answer but it looked more like a grimace.

"In that case it's a very appropriate name." He retracted his earlier statement. "Jonathan?" He asked curiously, looking pointedly at the Doctor.

"Leave it alone Jack," The Doctor warned clearly upset by her little slip of the tongue but the warning only served to peak Jack's curiosity.

"Sorry, Doctor." Fiona apologized. "Jack you know how Fiona is short for my full name well Jonathan is kind of short for the Doctor's real name or rather the anglicized version of it. He's a bit old fashioned though, there was a time in our history when you only told your name to your spouse or your family. I promised I'd only call him Jonathan when we're alone, so please don't mention it to anyone else." She explained to Jack ignoring the icy glare from her husband.

"I always thought his name was John Smith." Jack teased. The Doctor growled and walked away. "He seems to be in a bad mood today." Jack commented watching him go.

"No he's just feeling a bit caged in at the moment. My using the Tardis didn't help either. He's suffering from cabin fever even though he won't admit it." She confided.

"Not a very pleasant honeymoon sounds like." Jack observed.

"It hasn't been that unpleasant, it's only this past week that he's been a bear to live with. I knew giving up Tardis travel would be hard but I didn't think he'd go through withdrawal. He's never done domestic well but I have to be grateful that at least he's trying." She allowed.

"I can let him borrow my vortex manipulator if that helps." Jack offered kindly.

"Thanks Jack but it isn't just the travel it's the danger that he craves. Mama always said that he had a habit of finding trouble but honestly I think that its trouble that has the awful habit of finding him. That's the reason why he likes traveling but I have a bad feeling he won't have to travel for it to find him this time." She confided in him the fear that she had been ignoring for the past week and a half.

"You've seen something haven't you?" Jack guessed.

"I don't want to admit it but its becoming harder and harder to ignore. I keep having the same dream every night and it only gets worse." She acknowledged.

"What sort of dreams are they?" Jack asked curiously.

"Mostly the dreams start out with mine and Jonathan's future. It's always bright and sunny where we are but the there is always a darkness on the horizon and with every dream it creeps closer; no matter what I do I can't get away from it." She explained. "There is a storm brewing. I can't exactly see what kind of storm it is but I can sense that it's a bad one." She added feeling a bit faint. She put a hand to her head and held onto the wall of the Tardis.

"You're seeing one now, aren't you?" Jack questioned taking her by the shoulders. She tried shaking the feeling from her mind but it only grew steadily worse. "What do you see?" He wanted to know.

"The stars are going out," She whispered feeling the pressure build until it felt as though her head would explode. He let go of her with one hand to scan the heavens with his wrist device since it wasn't even noon yet.

"I don't see anything; they all appear to be there." He informed her.

"Not in our world not yet at least, but in all the other worlds, the other universes the walls have already begun to breakdown." She breathed heavily leaning against the wall of the Tardis for support. She felt Capricillia reach out to touch her mind out of concern but Fiona assured the Doctor's Tardis that she was fine.

"I know that you're a Time Lord, though a bit unusual since you can see visions but... how do you know?" Jack asked.

"I've seen Rose." Fiona explained

"What? How? When?" Jack exclaimed. "The Doctor said that he left her in a parallel universe." Jack exclaimed.

"Just after I visited you in Cardiff – the second time for you, the first for me – I began having dreams where Rose was trying to get in touch with the Doctor only they weren't just dreams she really was trying to communicate. That's how I met the Doctor; he found me and tried to help. The only reason why I could hear Rose in the first place was because I grew up with a Tardis in my attic. I don't have to tell you what came next but just like with you and the Doctor I saw what would happen in her personal future." She revealed.

"You saw my future?" Jack questioned to which she nodded absently. "So what's it like?" He was curious to know as would anyone be.

"Spoilers Jack, you know I can't tell you anything. I didn't remember the vision I had of Rose's future until the dreams started. It might be a parallel world but they're farther along in the time line than we are. It's already been happening for them."

"Has Rose tried contacting you again?" He asked.

Fiona shook her head. "As far as she knows the method in which she tried contacting this world nearly killed me. I doubt she'd try the same technique again but she's smart, she has to be to get along with the Doctor, she'll come up with some other way to reach him." Fiona remarked causing Jack to grin proudly but then he sobered.

"What does the Doctor think?" Jack wanted to know.

"I haven't told him yet." She admitted.

"You're going to aren't you" He inquired.

"No and before you say anything else I'm not sure I should." She confessed.

"And why not?" He prodded. "Don't you think he deserves to know?"

"You know the Doctor as well as I do Jack. Do you honestly think that he would take the slow path if he could just jump right to the end?" She asked already knowing what his answer would be.

"Okay but you can't see what is going to happen or where or when for that matter. So where is the harm in telling him that you've had a bad omen at least?" He questioned.

"Because Jonathan promised he would never leave me again and this is one journey I can't take." She contributed.

"Why can't you?" He persisted.

"The part of my dreams that were about the storm..." She began hesitantly because she wasn't quite sure what to make of them herself. "I was never in them. I probably shouldn't tell you this but since I can't be there I saw you in my dreams as well as Rose. Just promise me that you'll take care of him in my place. I'm sorry I can't tell you anything more specific but I can say that you will know beyond a shadow of a doubt when the time comes." She said feeling better. "I appreciate everything that you've done for me these last few months Jack but can I ask you to do one more favor for me?" She inquired.

"Sure anything and not just once but if you ever need me just ask and I'll do what ever I can to help!" He promised. She smiled and patted his arm pushing off the wall of the Tardis.

"Look up a woman for me. I don't need you to interrogate her or anything I just want to know who she is." She insisted.

"Okay fine but who is this mysterious woman and why do you want her autobiography?" Jack asked.

"Her name is Donna Noble and, for however long this whole mess lasts, she'll be acting as my replacement. Donna Noble, the Doctor's newest companion, funny I had hoped to be his last." She murmured, Jack merely stood gapping at her for several seconds.

When he had recovered enough to speak, he asked, "Why her?"

"Because she's there, always in my dreams she there in the thick of things with the Doctor; because she's always there, no matter how different my dreams are she's the one constant. I also saw her in my visions of Rose. It isn't just our world that is mesmerized by her its all of them; whatever is going on out there, no matter how different the parallel worlds are they have one thing in common. All time lines converge on Donna Noble."

"You're going to put your husband in the hands of another woman." Jack mused staring at her in disbelief but believing everything he had heard. "She must be some woman." He added.

She sighed looking up at the stars in their own world still hidden by the brightness of the sun before dropping one last bombshell on him. "For whatever reason the stars are going out across the multi-verse, Jack, she's the key to everything."