Yo, yo, yo, what up? Series two finalayyyyy up in this hizzie! Okay, never doing that again. Alright, let's get into this.

Thanks to Mabudachi-trio, GalaxyGirl181, Akayuki Novak, MERDREDLOVER, Blonde Beauty, Jessica, Grac3, TheDragonFlies, Tmnt rocks 2012, meetmeyesterday, AnonymousWhovian, and an unnamed guest for reviewing and to anyone else who read. Here we go: "Army Of Ghosts."

"The two of you are a well matched pair of pests; you bring nothing but trouble." –The Rani

Sam heard a ring. It was his cell phone. Sam thought that was strange. Annie hadn't called him in months, and she was the only one who ever called him on that phone.

The cell was buried in his duffel bag. Sam had to dig for it, and doing so, knocked a whole bunch of stuff out of it onto the floor. He quickly flipped it open, and said, "Hello? Annie, that you?"

Yes, it's me, said Annie. Um…there's something strange going on here.

"Yeah? What kind of strange?" Sam knelt down to pick up some things that had fallen on the floor. It was clothes, mainly. But then, something that had fallen out of his bag gave him pause.

YOUR kind of strange, said Annie. Can you and the Doctor get down here?

"Er…" Sam was distracted. He was staring at a brassy, old fashioned pocketwatch, with strange, circular symbols enscribed on the outside. Where had it come from? Sam vaguely remembered packing it the day he'd permanently moved in with the Doctor, but he didn't really know why, or what he was doing with it.

He put it up to his ear. No ticking. It was broken. He tried to open it, but the lid was stuck fast.

The more Sam stared at it, the more…strange he felt. His skin tingled, his heart beat hard. He could swear he heard voices, sinister laughter, and the drums, the drum, drum, never ending drumming pounded in his head.

Open me, beckoned the watch. Open me, you human fool, and receive my majesty. OPEN ME!

SAM!

Sam jumped, lobbing the watch away from him. "Wha-what is it?" he stammered.

I asked you a question! This is an emergency, Sam, I need you and the Doctor right away!

"Right, right, of course," said Sam, getting to his feet, shaking slightly. "Where and when?"

"Doctor," said Sam jogging down the stairs into the console room. "Got a call from Annie. Can we get to London, Powell Estates, July 1, 2007, 12:05?"

"We can get there five seconds before that," said the Doctor, grinning, setting the coordinates. Then he looked up at Sam. His face fell. "You alright? You look a little…pale."

"Huh? Oh, yeah, perfect. Anyway, let's go," said Sam, smiling reassuringly at his traveling partner, trying desperately to forget that horrid watch.

Annie was just closing her phone when she heard the familiar whooshing right behind her. She turned around and was nose to nose with blue wood.

The door of the TARDIS was opened from the inside by the skinny idiot in brown. "Hello, Anna!" said the Doctor brightly.

She rolled her eyes. "One of these days, you'll get my name right. And you nearly squashed me with your box here, you know."

"Oh, don't be daft, the TARDIS has never squished anyone…yet. That I know of," said the Doctor. "Anyway, come 'ere!" He pulled Annie into a bear hug, which she returned, smiling despite herself.

"'Lo, Ann," said Sam, hugging her too. "How long's it been? Since Christmas?"

"Yeah," said Annie. "Seven months, roughly."

"Ah, old place looks the same," said Sam, looking around. "Good ol' planet Earth."

Annie was looking at her wristwatch. "Ten after. Here they come."

"What?" asked the Doctor.

"Them," replied Annie, looking out on the scene.

Suddenly, out of nowhere, grey, translucent figures began to appear. They were shaped like people, but didn't look anything like them. They walked around a bit, coming up to normal humans, who greeted them happily, like old friends.

"Now you see why I called you," said Annie.

"Oh, yeah," said the Doctor, nodding emphatically. "I definitely see why."

"What are they, Annie?" the Doctor asked her as they drove back to her flat. The figures had only remained for two minutes, then faded the same way they came in.

"Government says they're ghosts," said Annie. "There's this company that lets them in everyday, a couple times a day, for just a couple minutes. And they just appear, all over the world."

"And no one's freaking out?" asked Sam.

"Well of course we did, at first. But they didn't seem to mean us any harm, so we just…got used to them. But I don't know…something just doesn't feel right about this whole thing. That's why I called you two in."

"Smart thinking, Annie," said the Doctor. "Now, first things first: they're not ghosts."

"They're not?" asked the humans.

"Course not," said the Doctor. "Ghosts aren't real. Sam, you remember the Gelth. No, this is something else. But whatever it is, it isn't natural. Ann, what is this company that controls the ghosts?"

"Dunno," shrugged Annie. "No one does. Some secret government facility."

"Sounds like UNIT," said the Doctor to himself.

"UNIT?" asked Sam.

"UNified Intelligence Task," the Doctor explained. "Used to work for them, long time ago."

"But this isn't them?" said Sam.

"No. UNIT's too smart for this. We need to check this whole ghost thing out."

As the Doctor was searching the Internet, trying to find info on the ghosts, Sam and Annie were having coffee in the kitchen. "You've changed," said Annie.

"Have I?" asked Sam.

"Yeah. But for the better, though," said Annie, smiling. "I'm glad for you, Sammy."

"Thanks," said Sam, stirring his coffee. "So, still with Jimmy Stone, then?"

"No, he's a bum. Broke up with him months ago." Annie looked out the window. "The right fella's out there for me…somewhere."

"I know he is," said Sam, putting a hand on her shoulder.

Annie didn't say anything, then suddenly laughed. "I think we just broke up."

"I'm sorry," said Sam, also laughing.

"It's okay," said Annie, shaking her head. "We've been on a downhill slope ever since the attack of those shop dummies. When you met him."

Sam sighed. "Listen, Ann, really-"

"No, you listen," said Annie. "I see the way you look at him."

"I don't look at him."

"He looks at you."

Sam's cheeks turned red. "It's not like that. It-it can't be like that."

"But it is," said Annie. "You love him."

"He's just…my friend, I swear," Sam struggled.

"No," said Annie, shaking her head, smiling kindly. "He's more to you than that."

Sam didn't know what to say.

At that moment, the Doctor came in. "Alright, kids, listen up. Annie, when's the next ghost shift?"

Annie consulted her watch. "About half an hour from now."

"Perfect, just enough time to set up the experiment." The Doctor grinned. "Who ya gonna call?"

"Ghostbusters?" asked Sam.

"Nah," said the Doctor, as he pointed a thumb at himself. "Me."

Annie and Sam helped the Doctor set up an experiment. He trapped one of the ghosts, trying to triangulate the point of origin for the "spirits" entering their world. When he did, it caused the three of them, and the TARDIS, to transport to somewhere else. "Allons-y!" shouted the Doctor. "I like that. Allons-y. I should say allons-y more often. Allons-y. Watch out, Sam Tyler, allons-y! And then, it would be really brilliant if I met someone called Alonso, because then I could say, 'allons-y, Alonso', every time!"

Sam laughed. "You're ridiculous, mate!"

"Ah, but that's part of my charm!" said the Doctor, winking at him. "Come on, then, let's see where we are." He pulled up the scanner. Then his face fell. "Oh. Oh, that's not good."

"What is it?" Sam and Annie looked over the Time Lord's shoulders. They had parked in some storeroom full of crates. There were soldiers with big, scary looking guns stationed all around the box.

"Oh my God, they've got guns!" gasped Annie.

"Doctor, don't go out there," said Sam, grabbing the skinny man by the shoulder.

"I've got to," said the Doctor. "You can stay here if you like."

"But they're armed!" said Sam.

"And I'm not, which makes me the better person, don't you think? They can shoot me dead, but the moral high ground is mine." The Doctor cheerfully stuck his hands in his pockets and headed for the door.

"You're not going out there by yourself," said Sam, blocking his way.

"Oh, yes, I am," said the Doctor, pushing him away. "You two apes are staying right here, where it's safe. Kapeche?"

"Doctor!" hissed Sam as the door shut behind the Time Lord. "Idiot!" he grumbled.

"Sam. Monitor," said Annie from the console. Sam had no choice but to join her.

The soldier and a blonde woman in black took the Doctor prisoner. Then, the TARDIS was hauled off to some storage unit. As soon as Sam heard the truck drive away, he peeped his head outside the TARDIS. "Annie, stay here," he said, digging the Doctor's psychic paper out of the Doctor's coat pocket. "I'm going to poke around a bit."

"But the Doctor said-"

"'The Doctor said'?" Sam scoffed. "Amateur."

Annie rolled her eyes as Sam took off.

Sam was wondering the corridors. He had found a lab technician's coat and now he blended in with the rest of the staff.

He was following a man down the hall to somewhere, when someone came out from a perpendicular corridor and nearly collided with Sam, who almost screamed because the person looked exactly like him.

"Sam?!" hissed the technician.

Sam couldn't believe his eyes. "Harry? What are you doing here?"

"The Doctor with you?" Harry asked.

"No, not at the moment. These people captured him."

Harry snapped his fingers. "Of course. Code Omega. That must have been him."

"What is this place?" asked Sam.

"It's called Torchwood," his twin explained.

"Torchwood?" Sam repeated.

"Yeah. Right now we're in the Canary Wharf building, downtown London. It's sort of a secret civilian operation that covertly works with the government. It protects the earth from alien threats."

"Men In Black," said the two men at the same time.

"Yeah," said Harry, nodding. "Basically."

"But how did you get here?" Sam said.

"The Preachers," said Harry. "The Tylers joined us, Pete, Jackie, and Rose. They're loaded, you know, so we've been working on some fringe science experiments. Including…" Harry gestured around them. "Interdimensional travel. Which led us here. Those 'ghosts'? Yeah, they came from our world, just like us. Turns out this place has been working open a rift in time and space, and we were able to get through it."

"You know about the ghosts?" asked Sam. "They came from your world? But what are they?"

Harry looked at him. "Think about it, Sammy. What do we have an excess of in our world?"

"Well the only thing I could think of would be Cyb-" Sam froze. "Oh no."

"Oh yes," nodded Harry.

"Well then, we've got to do something!" Sam exclaimed. "Come on, let's go find the Doctor."

"We can't!" said Harry. "Don't you think it'd look weird if there were two of us running around together?"

"Ugh, you're right," groaned Sam. "Well, what do we do, then?"

"I've got it." Harry ripped off his ID and pinned it to Sam's matching lab coat. "You're Harold Saxon now. Go find Mickey and Rose, they're in the Sphere room. You know them, right?"

"Er, yeah. Mickey, cool bloke, good with tech. Rose, blonde chick, wears pink."

"Right. And I'll go find the Doctor."

"Wait, what about the TARDIS?" Sam asked.

"Shoot! Er…send Mickey to go guard it."

"Okay. And here, take this." Sam handed Harry the Doctor's wallet. "It's psychic paper, it'll show people anything you want them to see. It belongs to the Doctor."

"Got it! Keep your head down." Sam's twin turned to leave.

"Oh, and Harry!" Sam called. "When you see the Doctor, don't flirt with him."

"Oh, I'd never encroach on another bloke's man," said Harry with a wink. Then he took off running.

Sam blushed and ran off in the other direction.

Sam crept into the laboratory. Harry's keycard let him easily. He tried not to look conspicuous as he snuck in. He spotted a black man and a blonde girl standing together next to a computer. "There they are," Sam muttered to himself.

"Saxon!" An Indian-English man in a purple tie strode over to him. "Where's the particle consolidator I asked for?"

"Er…they said there weren't any available," Sam lied quickly.

The man growled. "Dammit. When are they going to get their heads out of their…" He trailed off, looking at Sam. "Did your hair get longer?"

"It's a side effect of the Void ship, Dr. Singh," said a female voice coming from behind Sam. He turned and found Rose Tyler and Mickey Smith at his sides. "I should know," said Rose, giving the scientist a megawatt smile. "I've had to get three inches cut off myself this week."

"Hmm," grunted Singh. "Well, then. Sorry, Saxon." He walked away.

Sam let out a sigh of relief. "Thanks, you guys. I was sure I was caught. By the way, I'm not Harry Saxon."

"Well of course, you're not, you shaggy mop," Rose teased gently, ruffling Sam's playfully unruly brown hair. "Hello, cuz. Figured we'd be seeing you sooner or later."

"Hi, Rose, Mickey. Good to see you again," said Sam.

"Where's Harry?" asked Mickey.

"He went off to find the Doctor. Oh, and he wanted you to go watch over the TARDIS," Sam added.

"Right," nodded Mickey, immediately heading off.

Sam looked up a large sphere, floating in the center of the room. It seemed to be made completely out of darkness. It gave Sam a terrible, cold feeling. "What is that?"

"The Void Ship," said Rose. "That's what the Doctor called it, anyway."

"The Doctor?!" said Sam. "He was here?"

"Yeah," said Rose. "It was while Harry was gone. We would've said something, but there were people all over the place."

Sam groaned. "What's the Void Ship?" he asked.

"It came with us, and the ghosts. The Doctor said it was from 'outside time and space', or something. I'm not really sure…gives you the creeps, doesn't it?"

"Yeah," said Sam, nodding.

Annie was sitting in the jumpseat of the TARDIS, feeling bored, anxious, and ignored. Typical.

Suddenly, the door swung open. "Sam? Doctor?" said Annie, standing up.

It wasn't either of them. It was a dark skinned man in a lab coat. "Who are you?" Annie asked.

"Mickey Smith. Don't worry, your friend Sam sent me." The man looked at her. "He didn't say anyone else would be in here. Who are you?"

Annie stood up straighter. "Annie Cartwright, DI. Sam's girlfriend. Well, ex now, I guess."

"Really?" said Mickey.

The Doctor was being interrogated by Yvonne Hartman when all of a sudden, two guards brought in a man with neat brown hair and a lab coat. "Found him wandering about," said one of the guards. "Had this on him." He threw down the Doctor's wallet, containing his psychic paper. "Stupid idiot," the guard taunted. "Didn't know psychic paper don't work on us. Oldest trick in the book."

"I did know, I just forgot," said Harry, rolling his eyes. "Well, at least I found you. Hello, Doctor, nice to see you again. Love what you're doing with your hair these days."

"You know this man?" Yvonne asked the Doctor.

The Doctor sighed. "Yes. This is my companion, Harry Saxon. Thought I told you to stay in the TARDIS," he added to the man.

Harry shrugged. "You know I don't take orders, Doc," he said, playing along. Then he winked. "I only give them, if you know what I mean."

"Alright, enough of this," said Yvonne. "Are there more of you running around here, Doctor?"

"Er, no. Right, Harry?" said the Doctor.

"No sir," Harry replied.

"Right. Then I-" Yvonne's attention was distracted. Someone was initiating ghost shift.

The Doctor discovered that three of the workers were wearing two earpieces, whereas the rest were wearing only one. "Oh no," he said, realizing.

"Yep," nodded Harry. "That's what I came to tell you."

In the laboratory, the creepy orb was showing signs of life. "That's not meant to happen," said Rose.

"Something's happening," said Sam. "Rose, you called this thing a ship, didn't you?"

"Yes."

"Well, if it's a ship," said Sam slowly, "…wouldn't you think someone might be inside? Or…something?"

"But who? What?" asked Rose.

The sphere began to rupture open.

"We can't stop the gap from opening!" cried a technician.

"Try everything!" exclaimed Yvonne. "Hold the levers if you must!"

"Oh my God," said Harry. "They're going corporeal!"

"Harry, we can't let them in!" exclaimed the Doctor. "Everyone, hold them back!"

"We're trying!"

"Doctor, what is it? What's coming through?" Yvonne asked.

"Cybermen!" yelled the two men together.

"Ghost shift increasing to 100 percent!" called a technician.

The Doctor looked across at the far wall. "Here come the ghosts."

The sphere developed columns and pieces. It began to slide open.

"Rose, go, now!" Sam yelled.

Rose raced to the door and tried to leave. "I can't! They're deadlocked! We're trapped!"

"What's going on?!" cried Singh.

"Something's coming out," said Sam.

"But what?"

"Stop! Listen!" Sam yelled. Then, they heard it.

"EXTERMINATE! EXTERMINATE!"

"No," breathed Sam. "It couldn't be. You're all dead!"

The pepper pots came floating out of the Sphere, one, two, three, four of them, all different colors.

"LOCATION: EARTH! LIFE FORMS DETECTED!" cried the black one.

"EXTERMINATE! EXTERMINATE! EXTERMINATE!" they all yelled together.

"What the hell are those things?!" said Rose.

Sam swallowed. "Daleks!"