The next thing I know, I am waking up to an old cavewoman and her son. I am in some sort of home and they don't seem hostile.

"Um, hello," I say, sitting up.

"I am Ka," the woman says, "You are safe, my daughter. We have decided that you are to join our family and marry my son, Ga, and become our queen."

"Sorry, what?" I say, rubbing my eyes to make sure this was real. "What did you say?"

"You are to marry my grandson and become queen of our tribe," she says.

"Right, well," I look around the room for some way to escape. "I don't think that's such a good idea."

"Nonsense! You will be queen."

"But I don't want to be queen," I say, "and I don't want to get married."

"Why not?" she says, starting to show signs of anger.

"I'm already married," I say, but even my own words sound weak against her authoritative tone.

"Where is your mark, then?" she asks, pulling at my collar. "I see no signs of marriage."

"In my tribe we exchange rings, you know, little decorations for your hands?" I say.

"Then show your ring," she orders. I gulp. I haven't got a ring. "If you have no ring, then there is nothing to stop this wedding. We will have a new queen by morning!"

I realize there is no way to convince them kindly, so I try trickery.

"Very well," I stand up and brush off my pants, "I will go appease my tribe's gods so that we may have a good marriage." I walk out the door, my muscles tensed, the image of one of them clubbing me over the head flashing through my mind. They must believe me, for they let me go.

When I finally find my way out of the camp, I realize I have no idea where I am or how to get back to the Doctor. I wish suddenly that Jack had come with, for surely he would be with me and we'd find a way out of here.

"Wait!" someone calls out to me and I turn to see it is Ga. "Where are you going?"

"I'm sorry, Ga, but I can't marry you."

"Why not?" he asks, looking hurt. As I try to explain, I begin to hear hoofbeats and we hide behind some bushes. I peek out and see that the man riding the horse is none other than the Doctor.

"Doctor!" my face lights up and I emerge from the bushes. He hops off the horse and engulfs me in a hug.

"We have to get out of here," he says, "why are you out here, anyway?" Just then, Ga steps out from the bushes. "Oh look, you made a friend! Hi, i'm the Doctor."

"Is this him?" Ga asks, "Is this your husband?"

"Let me explain-"

"No time," the Doctor says curtly. "The Hy-Bractor is coming. If we don't get out of here, it will eat us, too."

"Too? You mean..." the Doctor's expression says it all. "All those people..."

"They brought it upon themselves," he says, "they created the Hy-Bractor, and now they're paying the price."

"Ga, your tribe!" I say, stepping towards him urgently. "We have to warn them!" We head into the tribe and Ga gathers everyone, but no one wants to listen to us because we are outsiders.

"You don't understand," the Doctor pleads, "if you stay here, you'll die!"

"We do not trust outsiders," Ga explains to us.

"If I join your family, will they listen to us?" I ask, "if i'm no longer an outsider?" He nods.

"Alright then, it's settled."

"No, it's not settled!" The Doctor says.

"Doctor, if marrying Ga is the only way to save these people, than it is a small price to pay." If even one of these cavemen dies, it could mean a ripple through history and will affect generations to come. I may not even be born. Once the ceremony finishes, and I see to it that we skip all of the unnecessary parts, I order them all to run and hide. Ga tries to take me with him, but I don't let him lead me away. "I'm not going with you."

"You are my wife, queen of my people, you must come with us," he says, tugging harder at my arm.

"I only did this to save your family," I say, starting to lose my patience, "Now let go of me, Ga."

"You cannot leave," he persists.

"Let go of her," the Doctor says and throws Ga back. I am startled, but do not hesitate when the Doctor mounts the horse and extends his hand out toward me. I take his hand and climb on behind him. We ride back into the main tribe, but find that only a few were not killed by the Hy-Bractors. One of them comes toward us and the Doctor yanks at the reigns, but it is too fast. We fall to the ground as the Hy-Bractor consumes the horse. I scramble to my feet and attempt to run, but black spots are clouding my vision, bleeding into my sight until there is nothing but blackness.

When I awaken, I am in a laboratory with the Doctor and Chantal. I am slumped on the floor behind her while she converses, well, threatens the Doctor. "If you do not help me, Doctor, I will feed the girl to the Hy-Bractor." I spot a popper pack of those drugs Quilley mentioned. They are only a few feet away on top of a metal slab. I begin to crawl toward it until I am able to reach them. I rise slowly to my feet and slam them on her neck.

"Thanks for that," the Doctor says and puts on his glasses, running to the table.

"What are you doing?" I ask as he begins to mix various liquids with great concentration.

"Creating Bractor-Be-Gone!" he says before climbing on top of the table and into the air vent.

"Uh... Doctor?" I say hesitantly. His arm sticks back down through the opening, the sonic screwdriver in his hand.

"It's on the right setting, just point it at that box on the wall!" his voice echoes through the vents. I take the sonic, point it at the controls, and press the button. Sparks fly out from it and there is a loud whirring noise. There are a few thumps and the Doctor's voice shouting from above as he is blown away by the winds.

I climb onto the table and stick my head up into the vents, shouting "SHOULD I TURN IT OFF?"

"NO!" he shouts and scrambles for something to grab onto, "CHANTAL! DON'T-!" he says, clinging to the side of the vents. Hair is whipping in my face, but still I struggle to see the Doctor. He looks back up to me, his face contorted as if he had just seen something horrible, and shouts, "GET BACK TO THE TARDIS!"

I duck down and scramble off of the table, booking it back to the TARDIS. First, I had to find my way out of here, though. "Doctor!" I shout, suddenly lost in the halls. I could tell that something bad was about to happen, but I couldn't escape.

"This way!" the Doctor grabbed my hand and pulled me in the right direction. Even though we are running, I feel my heart steadying now that he is with me. Just in time, we reach the TARDIS and shut the door. There is a shudder and a flash of light and I know that something has just blown up outside. Suddenly, the Doctor is rolling on the floor laughing.

"What? What is it?" I ask breathlessly.

"Your- ha- hair!" he gasps. I furrow a brow and reach up to touch my hair. It was almost as gravity-defying as the Doctor's. I try to press my hair down, but it just pops back up.

"Well not everyone can be blessed with hair like yours," I say and ruffle his hair, but I am laughing, too. After a good laugh, his face falls back to a melancholy state. "What is it?" When he doesn't respond, I prompt him further, "I know there's something you aren't telling me."

"Come on, there's something you need to see."