"My dear reader chums welcome to what I call chapter 44," I said,

"It is chapter 44, it is not just what you call chapter 44. That is such an annoying what I call phrase," Miranda shouted at me,

"I am so what I call sorry,"

"RUDE!"

Anyway welcome to chapter 44, still fangirling over the new trailer for the Dumping Ground and there are definitely two new characters.

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Anyway back to Immy. Yay. This takes place the day after the funeral.

By the way I have changed Cherry's surname from Wallis to Clonuxor because Cherry Wallis is the name of a Youtuber, her channel is quite good. You should check it out.

By the way this is NOT the last chapter

I looked out across the city – Berlin. That was supposedly where Beta and Verus were but I had already checked their student accommodation to be sent away by a rather angry guy, admittedly I shouldn't have disturbed him from having sex on the stairs but I needed to find my sisters. But there were no where. No where.

I grabbed my school bag and swung it other my shoulder and headed of into the heart of the city, back to the British embassy – perhaps today I would get in in the first session (9Am-1Pm). I took the U-Bahn (underground) to the nearest station and then walked down Wilhelmstrasse until I reached number 70-71, I took a deep breath and entered. "Reisepass bitte," passport please, I said,

"Etage drei," floor three, she replied. I smiled and walked towards the lift, I was the only one in the lift and used the time to quickly brush through my hair using my fingers. The doors opened.

Miraculously there was no one in the queue, a man walked out grinning, "kommen in," come in, a woman called. I took a deep breath and walked in,

"guten morgen," good morning, I said politely, "Ich heiße Imitari Odissey, Ich bin sechszehn Jahre alt. Ich wohne in England," I am called Imitari Odissey, I am 16 years old, I live in England, I told her.

"Would you rather speak in English then?" she asked,

"yes please,"

"so why do you need a passport?"

"I came looking for my sisters, they live in Berlin, I originally went to Amsterdam but found they had moved on. Got here and it turned out they had gone back to England and I have lost my passport."

"Have you got any parents with you? Or that you can get in contact with?"

"No Miss my parents are in Prison, I live in a children's home,"

"so could you get your Guardian to come over?" she questioned,

"can I use your telephone?" I suddenly asked, she nodded and pushed it towards me.

I quickly dialled Mike's number. "Hello this Mike Milligan," he said,

"Mike," I yelled, the woman winced, sorry I mouthed. I heard a crashing sound,

"Immy!" he exclaimed,

"hi Mike I was..."
"you young lady are in so much trouble," he growled,

"I know, I know,"

"is Cherry with you?"

"I know... WAIT. WHAT?! No! Why?"

"Cherry she went missing, we think she ran off to Berlin with a homeless girl..."

"...ok...bye," I slammed the phone down. I ran to the window,

"sorry," I told her, "I'll come back later."

I sprinted down the stairs, through the streets of Berlin. The crowd parted allowing me to move as fast as possible, down the escalators I went, I pushed myself onto an already crowded train. Adrenalin was pulsing through my veins, I used the time to check my phone which was dying, they wouldn't be in the station for at least two more hours but despite this information I still ran up the escalators. I then hit the shops in the station, buying a few cheap pieces of clothing with the Euros I had earned from busking. I located the toilets and had a wash in the disabled one (not the actual toilet, just the sink). I washed my hair in the sink as well, I brushed it through with my fingers and dried it with the hand dryer.

I exited the toilets, getting an angry look from an actually disabled person. I had killed an hour and a half. I bought some food from the German equivalent of Tescos, (I made sure to avoid the "beef") and waited until the first possible train was announced. I walked up to platform and stood out of the way as people started exiting the train. People streamed out of the train and eventually I saw her.

Her red hair faded to dark brown, her blue eyes were surveying the new land, my jaw dropped when I realised she was wearing my TARDIS hoodie. Next to her stood a tallish girl with scruffy brown hair. I ducked out of sight so they didn't see me, they walked on.

I watched them walk down the platform, "Hey Honey I'm home," I yelled, Cherry span round, even at the great distance I could see her face filled with happiness and shock but it didn't stop her from replying,

"what sort of time do you call this?" I grinned,

"12 years late?" I asked, she shook her head in despair and looked around,

"what are you doing?" the girl asked through a thick German accent.

"Just checking for any Daleks," Cherry told her, then suddenly we were running.

I knew she was still recovering and probably shouldn't exert herself so I ran even faster. After a few seconds we collided, her lips were on mine. Her hands were travelling up and down my body at a million miles per hour, or should I saw 160 kilometres an hour, because we are in Germany. Cherry kept going, not even stopping to breath and I didn't want to be the first to pull away but in the end I had to.

When I finally did we were both gasping for air, she smiled, I realised her hands were still on my hips, "hello Sweetie," the next thing I knew I was slapped across the face.

"Never do that to me again!" Cherry told me,

"I will never run away again," I replied solemnly, and truthfully.

"I thought you were dead," she cried,

"well... that was jumping to conclusions a bit,"

"hello. Immy. Not me. Everyone. The Police found a body, Fort said it was yours, we only found out it wasn't you at the bloody funeral."

"Ooh,"

"not ooh, everyone was blaming me, they all hated me. I thought you had drowned yourself because of me!"

"You found my clothes," I said, she nodded,

"how do you think that looked? Hmm. I dunno... suicide?" she asked sarcastically, "people saw you walk out into the bay and then the body was found a few miles down the coast, we thought it was you,"

"ok... never ever ever going to go swimming to wash away the pain again," she then gasped,

"I thought..." her eyes misted over, "I thought I was alone again," she broke down, I pulled her close.

"Cherry Evelyn Clonuxor you will never ever ever be alone, and I am so so sorry," I whispered into her hair.

"Excuse me," the German girl said, I turned to her.

"Immy your passport," she said passing me the book,

"where did you...?"

"on the train," she replied, I smiled at her.

"So what's your name?" I asked,

"Tara," she replied, "your sisters offered me a fresh start in England but I have now realised..." she looked up at me, "I'm going to go home, I will go back to school because I have seen how much it hurts a family to loose a loved one," Cherry looked to me, I nodded. Cherry hugged the girl.

"Thank you Tara," she whispered, Tara then hugged me,

"thank you Immy," then she was gone.

"Next train to Paris in 20 minutes," I told her, she nodded and we walked away.

Hand in hand.