Yes, that is another reference to Wales. And no, it's not because Doctor Who is based there. I just really really really love Wales. I mean, have you seen Tenby? It's bloody picturesque. I bet if you google imaged it, that 90% of the images would be of its Harbour.


Having waited hours and hours, in-between exploring various parts of the hub, messing around in the archives and fixing the SUV so that it was good as new, the Doctor was now Sonicing a computer out of complete boredom. Everyone else was sleeping. As for the computer, it was running on Meadows Software, invented by a Jill Meadows. He'd never heard of it or her, yet he'd heard of Apple, Linux, Android, Microsoft. Of course the last one didn't seem to exist anymore. Maybe that was a good thing.

A faint sound of wheezing caught his attention, making him glance over at his TARDIS stood near the Water Tower. It wasn't inexplicably taking off, so that meant another TARDIS was arriving. Standing up, the Time Lord hotfooted it over to the monitor that housed all of Cardiff's CCTV. The one for the Plass was already on screen and he could see a blue police box parked up there. He took out his 3D specs and put them on, hoping it was them, mainly because in the last few hours three different police boxes had turned up all at different times.

None of them were Jaime and his brother. But this one was different. Taking off the glasses, the Doctor watched as the door opened, followed by two people stepping out of the TARDIS. One of them was carrying a body of a female. They watched the TARDIS leave before turning away. It was them! And they had actually gone and done it! They'd found her mother and brought her back into this universe.

"JACK, THEY'RE BACK!" The Doctor shouted, listening as the lift began to operate.

There was only him, Jack, Ianto and Rose currently in the hub, everyone else had either gone home or was in the TARDIS. A half-naked Jack exited his office, followed by a sleepy Ianto.

"You hollered, Doctor?" The Immortal spoke sarcastically.

"I said; 'they're back'." The Doctor replied, purposely not looking at Jack. "They're coming down on the lift now." He said, walking over to the lift area.

For the moment, Jack was confused as to who he was talking about, until he remembered why the Time Lord and Rose were here. "Oh, really?" He replied, grinning. He didn't think he'd ever see them again. He hurried back into his office.

Standing before the lift area, the Doctor folded his arms and thought on what he wanted to say to them. 'Reckless' and 'irresponsible' came to mind. Once the lift stopped and they were stood before him, he was aware he'd been joined by Jack and Ianto.

Jaime and John stared at the Doctor, who didn't look very impressed, and then looked at each other knowing they were going to be in serious trouble.

"Doc, Jaime, you're back!" Jack interrupted their thoughts.

"Yeah, out of the way!" J.D grunted as he pushed passed the three men, hurrying over to the Medical Wing.

He had to use the middle bed, because Rose was sleeping in the first one, and gently placed the sleeping Alexia down onto the mattress, Jaime pulling the covers up to give her some privacy and warmth. The Scots-girl was aware that the Doctor, Jack and Ianto had followed them.

A moan in the first bed told her that Rose was stirring from her sleep, disturbed by the sudden activity in the room. "What's going on?" She sleepily muttered before spotting two familiar figures hanging around a bed. She sat up, now fully awake. "Oh my god, Jaime, J.D, you came back!" Of course they did or their future selves wouldn't have turned up. Rose hopped off the bed, only to notice a female, a woman she'd never seen before, in the bed, yet she had some familiarities with Jaime. "Who's this? What's wrong with her?" She asked.

"This is my mother," Jaime answered to Rose's surprise. "She's jus' sleepin', nothin' is wrong."

She was looking at Rose in suspicion and curiosity, making the blonde realise she had her shields down. She quickly slammed them back up.

The Doctor took his Sonic out and scanned Alexia. When he saw the results he scowled. "Tranquilliser's, anti-depressants, anti-psychotics...and it looks like she's been put into an artificial sleep."

Jaime winced at this. "I had tae. She was barely aware and then she started screamin' on the journey back tae this universe."

"You've no idea how rough dimension travel via TARDIS can be." John added. "It felt like the TARDIS was falling apart."

The Doctor continued scowling and now he turned his anger to his brother and Jaime. "I'm not surprised. Travel between universes is supposed to be impossible." He said. "And just what the hell were you two thinking, putting yourselves in danger like that?"

John rolled his eyes at this. 'Here we go!' He thought to himself before looking at Jaime when he felt that spark of anger from her. She looked calm for the moment.

"You, of all people, should know that travelling unprotected through the Vortex can lead to all sort of problems..."

"We weren't bloody 'unprotected' if you must know," the Half-Time Lord snapped, surprising himself. "We were shielded from any sort of multi-dimensional danger."

Jaime nodded faintly as she pushed the brown hair from her mother's face, worrying about her.

"Still, Vortex travel without a capsule is never good," the Doctor continued to admonish the wayward pair. "And clearly you could have been stuck travelling through the multi-verse forever." He said, taking in their appearances. "We could have lost the both of you!"

Jaime felt a bout of fear wash off the Doctor. It then reverberated to John via their surrogate connection. It made them both suitably chastised and John sighed. What they did was reckless, but they did it in order to save a member of their family. He sensed bouts of happiness and love from Jaime, and she was smiling despite not looking at him.

"I noticed that," Jack spoke up about their appearances. "Jeez, Doc. How long has it been for you two?"

Looking over at Jack, the Half-Time Lord frowned. "Why? How long has it been for you?" He asked.

"Ten hours." The Doctor answered. "Fifteen hours." Jack answered around the same time.

The Time Lord glanced at the Immortal, realising they'd arrived five hours after Jaime and his brother left this universe. But the ten to fifteen hours prediction from Future Jaime was pretty much accurate.

"Well, it was much longer for us!" John said but didn't elaborate further. Instead he went to sit beside Jaime, who had taken to sitting on the edge of the bed. She appeared to be waiting.

"What are you doing here anyway?" John asked his brother. "Didn't you say you wanted to go see one of the Moons of Cindie Colesta?"

At this, the Doctor rubbed the back of his neck, feeling sheepish. "Well, we were, but we were diverted to a small problem." He said.

Ears pricking up at this, the Scots-girl looked around at Rose and the Doctor, a thin smile on her face. "How were Craig and Sophie?" She asked, watching as the couple exchanged shocked glances, curious wonder coming from John.

"Did you just read our minds?" Rose asked.

Jaime shook her head. "Didnae need tae. Ye wasnae supposed tae gan tae Cindie Colesta. Ye were supposed tae end up in Colchester."

Surprise and amazement washed off them, the Doctor staring at her with wide eyes confused both Jaime and John. Even his reaction was course for concern.

"I KNEW it!" The Time Lord suddenly exclaimed, turning to Rose. "Didn't I tell you it was one of her episodes!" He grinned rather happily.

"Doctor," Rose spoke nervously, feeling Jaime's bewilderment.

Brow raised, J.D glared at them. "What's gotten into you two? And what happened in Colchester?" Then he looked at Jaime. "Who are Craig and Sophie?"

But Jaime didn't answer him. Instead she stared intensely at Rose in order to find out what she knew.

"Jaime?" John asked again, trying to get her attention.

"Hold on! Rose, there's some very unusual images in yer mind!" She said.

Rose gasped before raising her shields and turning to the Doctor. "We have to tell them," she told him and made a quick exit out of the Medical Wing.

"Tell us what, bro?" John queried with a raised brow and arms folded. "What have you got to tell us?"

Tugging at his ear, the Doctor actually felt nervous over what needed doing with Donna. He couldn't NOT do it, the whole Paradox was a fixed point in time. He looked at Jaime who was now explaining to J.D who Craig and Sophie were. Of all the brilliant things she could do, he wondered how exactly she could fix Donna's mind without burning her up.

"We need to go!" He suddenly spoke up. "I'll explain on the way there. But we need to go now.

"What?" John exclaimed, standing up. "Where exactly?"

Meanwhile, Jaime hadn't moved from her position. "No!" She muttered. "I cannae leave her."

The Doctor realised she was reluctant to leave her mother's bedside, and it got him so agitated that he was going to tell them why they had to go. That was until Jack spoke up.

"It's okay to leave her, Jaime," he soothed the Scots-girl. "We'll keep an eye on her while you're gone. And if she wakes we'll even call you."

Nodding reluctantly, Jaime checked on Alexia before turning away to follow The Doctors out of the Medical Wing. But then she stopped in the doorway, remembering something, and looked back at Jack. "If ye so much as say one flirty word tae my ma, I swear Jack, I'll kill ye in so many painful ways ye'll regret ever daein' so." She said it in such a dark and determined way that the Immortal believed she would do it.

Eyes wide, Jack held his hands up. "Scouts honour! I won't flirt with your mom."

Apparently satisfied, Jaime hurried off after the Doctors.


A sigh came from John as the TARDIS flew through the Vortex. "Oh, it's good to feel the TARDIS again." He said, relishing the return of the connection he had with the Old Girl. Technically he had three connections. The Old Girl, the younger TARDIS and Jaime.

"Alright, suppose ye dinnae need me now!" Jaime spoke up and pulled J.D around to face her.

Before he could react she placed both hands on the sides of his head, about to go into his mind. But the Half-Time Lord reached up and took her hands away, much to her surprise.

"I rather you didn't," he said. "I quite like having you up here!"

Narrowing her eyes, Jaime felt confused. "But it was only a surrogate connection. Ye can hear everything and I can barely sense ye." She muttered.

With a faint and tired smile, John could feel that she was worrying and only had one person on her mind right now. "Well, why don't I change that for you?" He invited, again reaching up but his hands hovered inches from her temples. "If you want to, that is."

The Doctor was watching them curiously. He did have to wonder just how did John get along without the TARDIS he was connected too. And he felt the answer lay with Jaime. "What are you two up to?" He asked them, interrupting what they were doing. They both looked guilty about something. "What did you do?" He now demanded sternly.

J.D rolled his eyes at this. "What makes you think I did something?" He bit back. The withering look the Doctor gave him made the Half-Time Lord shift nervously and now it felt like he was going to be told off like a naughty schoolboy, which he wasn't. "Okay, fine. I didn't have much of a connection to the TARDIS when we were travelling the multi-verse, so Jaime volunteered to be a surrogate TARDIS to maintain the connection."

Eyes widening, the Time Lord couldn't believe what he was hearing. "You did what?" He shouted and Jaime frowned at his raised voice. "Haven't you realised how volatile humanoid TARDIS's can be? They can be temperamental at the best of times. Remember Compassion?"

John snorted but looked at Jaime when he felt her confusion. He didn't think he could ever forget about the 'stroppy redhead' as Fitz took to calling her. But Jaime wasn't a humanoid TARDIS and he felt the Doctor was unfairly over-reacting.

"Who's Compassion?" Jaime asked.

The question surprised the she didn't know about his life for once! "She came from a human colony and turned into a humanoid TARDIS shortly after." He answered her question.

"Which Jaime isn't," John spoke next. "She used a TARDIS-like connection to become a surrogate. There's a big difference, Space-Man!"

And with that one word it brought the Doctor back to what he needed to talk about. The change in the Doctor's mood caught Jaime's attention.

"Why exactly are we here, Doctor?" She asked him, frowning.

"Oh yeah, there's a thought," John added. "You said you would explain once we were on board."

"I did, didn't I." The Doctor muttered, going to sit down on the jumpseat to think of a way to explain the situation.

However, J.D was impatient. "Well?" He demanded.

"Uhh..." The Doctor rubbed the back of his neck thoughtfully. "Something happened in Colchester, after we dealt with a crashed alien ship."

They were supposed to leave, Jaime knew that. Onto the next destination which would be the Pandorica. Though did that even exist in this universe? After all, so many big changes had happened even before she got into this universe. But if something had waylaid them, then it must be important.

"What was it then?" J.D pushed.

"Not 'what', but 'who'." The Doctor answered his brother, and it only caused more confusion.

"Who?" The Half-Time Lord's eyes narrowed. "Spit it out then!" John was losing his patience.

"It was Donna." The Doctor finally said.

Both Jaime and John stared at the Doctor, shocked at what he just said. If it wasn't for the wheezing sound of the Time Rotor the silence would have been deafening.

"What?" A wide-eyed John exclaimed. "How?"

"Tha' cannae be right though," Jaime spoke up, moving closer to the Doctor. "She was no' supposed tae be there."

"Yet she was," John added. "What was she doing there?" He continued to demand. "Tell me she didn't die, please tell me!"

The Doctor shook his head. "No, quite the opposite actually. She didn't burn up, but she did remember the TARDIS when she heard it and remembered me." He stood up and slowly walked around the console, thinking.

"But...how?" J.D asked. "She wasn't supposed to remember us after you saved her life. What happened?"

Jaime saw the Doctor look over at her, giving her a chill. "Jaime happened." He basically stated. "Nae," she argued back. "I havnae been anywhere near her. We've been in the Multi-verse!"

Shaking his head, John tried to understand. "Hold on, hold on. Go back a bit. What did she say and how has it got anything to do with Jaime?" He moved close to her so he could put his arm around her shoulders for comfort. He could feel that she was shocked.

"When I asked how she was able to remember us again, she told me that Jaime had turned up at the house and told her she could help her with a memory issue." Before he could be interrupted the Doctor continued with; "We were all there at some point, you didn't go rogue, if that's what you were thinking."

No, that wasn't what she was thinking. She was just confused. When was it supposed to happen and why exactly was Donna in Colchester in the first place. So she queried this to the a Doctor and the look he gave her, followed by the answer, was one she was not expecting.

"You suggested Colchester to her and Shaun when you and John went to their wedding. Even told her what road we'd be on."

John appeared to be thinking, his brow furrowed. "Were they house hunting or something?" He asked. "Because Colchester isn't exactly cheap. It's Essex!"

The Doctor snorted. "That would be problem, but somebody gave them a lottery ticket as a wedding present!"

Well that bit was obvious. In the original TV Timeline it was the Doctor who gave her the lottery ticket via Wilf and Sylvia. But in this Timeline it would be herself and John.

Meanwhile, the Half-Time Lord was grinning knowingly. He LOVED the lottery ticket trick. "So, it's a Paradox?" He queried, the Doctor confirming with a nod. He remembered there was another paradox they were part of that had yet to end, sometime in the future. Then he looked at a stunned Jaime and grinned happily. Even before she could react, John lifted her up off her feet and joyfully spun her around. "Oh, you're my brilliant, amazing, impossible girl!" He exclaimed while Jaime yelled out in surprise.

She was glad when he finally stopped spinning her, but now she felt dizzy. After a short discussion with his brother, the Doctor put the co-ordinates in and the TARDIS changed its destination through the Vortex. A few minutes later they landed in Chiswick, a mile away from Donna's house.

"So, I jus' knock on the door? And then wha'? Ask tae be let in?" Jaime asked, at this point feeling very nervous. This was Donna's delicate mind they were talking about. What if she fucked up?

"You won't." J.D answered her thought. "You'll be fine."

She nodded her head. "Right, wha'ever. Once I've done it I'll call ye." She didn't give them a chance to reply, just teleported away.

John was about to say something to the Doctor when he too began to disappear. "Oh, shit. We're still teth..."

The Time Lord stared around the empty console room, surprised but calm. He could still feel John in his mind, so nothing nefarious had happened.

"Doctor?" He turned around, watching as Rose walked into the console room, followed by a tired looking Amy and Rory.

"What's going on?" Amy asked. "Rose said that Jaime and Doctor Smith returned?

"Yep!" The Doctor popped the 'p' as Rose sat down on the jumpseat, a pre-occupied look on her face. "They came back just ten minutes ago via TARDIS. Not to mention they had an extra passenger with them. Her mother."

"What? Seriously?" Rory spoke up, the Doctor nodding in reply.

"She actually did it!"

Amy and Rory looked stunned.

Meanwhile, Rose still looked pre-occupied.

"Something on your mind, Rose?" The Doctor queried.

She nodded faintly. "I don't think I can hide what I know about their future selves without Jaime finding out."

He chuckled at this. "Of course you can."

But she shook her head. "You know what Jaime's like, she doesn't warn before reading minds. And sometimes I forget to keep my shields raised. What if she sees that, doesn't like what she see's and decides not to have a kid."

The Doctor frowned at her worrying. She had a point but he doubted Jaime would do such a thing. Would she? "Okay, fine," he sighed. "Would you rather forget about it until the right moment comes along?"

Rose nodded. "Yes, that would be handy!" She said.

"What about you two?" He asked Amy and Rory next.

Amy nodded, followed by a reluctant Rory.


Teleporting onto a street, Jaime looked around and found it familiar. It was the same street the Doctor had dropped Donna off in 'The Sontaran Stratagem', walking along the road and thinking about her adventures with the Doctor. There was a thud, followed by a yelp, making Jaime look around and spotting J.D sitting on the ground.

"Wha' are ye daein' here?" She asked, puzzled. He should've been in the TARDIS with the Doctor, Rose and the Ponds.

"We're still tethered." John complained as Jaime helped him back to his feet. "Still not used to that."

Teleporting via telekinetic tether left him dizzy and disorientated on landing. It was worse than travelling by Vortex Manipulator.

"Och, aye!" Jaime realised before smiling. "Shouldnae knock it, saved yer life dozens of times!"

Well, he had to agree with that. In one universe they had landed in a Japanese Prefecture, only to realise a Tsunami was flooding its way through the streets. Of course, the Earthquake intuition made Jaime flee, with himself unable to catch up and losing sight of her, with water wetting the heels of his converse. Then he suddenly found himself on higher ground, tumbling to the earth all dizzy and confused. It didn't take him long to find Jaime, who was sitting and rocking while crying about feeling people dying in the Tsunami. John shook his head of the horrible thought.

"I'm not knocking it," he said as he followed Jaime when she began walking up the street. "A little warning wouldn't go amiss. And do we still need it? We're not exactly traversing the multi-verse anymore." The Half-Time Lord complained.

"Oh, fine," Jaime uttered and waved her hand over the area where the tether was. John could feel a tingling feeling as it evaporated. "But dinnae come cryin' tae me when some weird Speedster decides tae kidnap ye!"

John let out a surprised laugh. "Jaime!" You were tormenting the poor fella. Is it any wonder he decided to run off with me!"

To her ears it sounded funny so she started giggling.

"What? What's so funny?" He asked in a serious manner, though he was grinning.

"Nothin'," she muttered once she calmed down. "But we teamed up in the end tae get rid of Zoom, didn't we? Who knew speed and flight made a good combination!"

Nodding his head at this, John agreed with her, even though Flash did most of the work. Afterwards, the MetaHuman had suggested a race with Jaime, but she declined, knowing she would lose. Her flight wasn't fast enough to meet the Speed Force.

Jaime stopped on the curb and looked at the house on the corner, the car parked on the gravel driveway. Of course, she'd been here before, with Rose, when the Daleks were invading. She felt pride come from John when he remembered how she tried to get in touch with him by hacking into the Subwave Network, using her Cyberkinesis. She grunted as they crossed the road towards the Noble's house. He wouldn't be so proud if he knew she almost killed herself in doing so.

John looked over at her when he caught her thoughts, frowning at her self de-appreciation. That was something the Doctor would do. Perhaps she was still feeling the nerves. Before she could reach out to press the bell, John took a hold of her hand.

Furrowing her brow, Jaime looked at him.

"I know you can do it, I've got faith in you!" J.D told her and Jaime nodded, though she was unsure why he'd said it. The Half-Time Lord let go of her hand and she was about to press the bell when a thought came to mind.

She looked over at John, her brows still furrowed. "Why dae ye keep callin' me 'impossible girl'?" She asked and the question surprised him.

"Because you are!" He answered her.

But she shook her head. "Nae, Clara is supposed tae be the 'impossible girl', no' me."

Confusion washed off John. "Who's Clara?" He asked.

"Clara Oswald," Jaime explained and went on to tell him why she was the impossible girl. "...and then she jumps intae the Doctor's Time-stream and she gets split intae millions of Clara's and tha's why he met her in the Dalek Asylum and then in Victorian London."

John's eyes were wide, fascinated by what she told him. "I hate to tell you this, Jaime, but that TV show of yours is wholly inaccurate. If Clara were to jump into the Doctor's Time-stream she'd be dead in an instant, nothing left but atoms floating about."

Jaime gasped at this, but it made her wonder once again about those big changes in this universe. Was there still a Trenzalore in this universe? She knew there was a Clara in this universe because she'd seen her in that weird London forest that time. She was a teacher in this universe.

"So, you're still my impossible girl." John concluded, leaning down to kiss her.

This made Jaime grin happily and she finally reached out and pressed the bell. Less than a minute later the door opened and Wilfred Mott stood in the doorway, surprise washing off him.

"Hello...Wilf," John spoke up, having to catch himself from saying the wrong thing. "Mind if we come in?" He requested.


Stumbling over his words, a surprised Wilf watched as Jaime and the Doctor he recognised to be the Metacrisis invited themselves in. He didn't know why they were here but he knew it could be bad for Donna. Speaking of his grand-daughter, thank goodness she was currently out with Shaun!

"Who is it, dad?" Sylvia Noble asked, coming out of the kitchen, only to stop when she saw a dark haired female and a bearded Doctor stood in the hallway. "You!" She practically growled at the Doctor. "What are you doing here? Get out before Donna see's you!" Her glare turned to the stranger. "And who are you?" She demanded.

Jaime took a nervous step towards Sylvia. "Hello Mrs Noble. It feels like a very long time since I was last here, sittin' it out with Rose while the Dalek's invaded."

The woman's eyes narrowed suspiciously. "Who are you?" She asked, a little less angry.

"It's me, Jaime," she said with a smile. "I look a wee bit different than when ye last saw me."

Sylvia didn't look like she wanted to believe it until Wilf walked over to his daughter. "It's true, that is Jaime." He told her.

"What happened?" A still disbelieving Sylvia asked. "Why does she look different then?"

"I regenerated." Jaime answered the woman's question.

A flash of anger washed off the woman. "Oh, you're like him then? The Doctor!" She sneered at John.

"Actually, he's the Metathingy." Wilf corrected his daughter.

John winced at this. "You can call me John," he requested. "Or J.D. Either' fine." He moved forward a little way but remained wary of Sylvia. Through Donna's memories he knew what she was like. "We were wondering if Donna was in." He asked.

Perhaps it was the wrong question to ask because all hell broke loose with Wilf and Sylvia. "But she's not supposed to remember, you said...he said she'd burn if she remembered!" A worried Wilf stated. That had almost happened the Christmas just gone, after The Master had taken over the Earth. Luckily she was defended enough for that not to happen.

"She can't even remember you, either of you," Sylvia bit at them. "So you can go away, go back to that Doctor of yours and tell him she's fine!"

The more Sylvia went on, the more angrier Jaime got, and John could feel it as he tried to get through to Sylvia. Finally she could take no more and lost her patience with Sylvia.

"FOR THE LOVE OF SANITY, WILL YE JUS' SHUT THE FUCK UP!" Jaime shouted, the smell of static electricity in the air as it crackled around her hands. There was a stunned silence from everyone else in the room until Jaime spoke up again. "Sylvia Noble, sit down and let me explain why we're here!" She ordered and the still stunned woman sat down at the kitchen table. Jaime soon followed her.

Wilf looked at John with a wry smile. "There's not many people who can silence her," he said about his daughter. "But that was impressive."

The Half-Time Lord chuckled nervously as they walked into the kitchen.

"Ye can sit down as well." Jaime said to Wilfred, who nodded and sat beside his daughter. The Scots-girl sat opposite them while John stood off to the side, leaning against the kitchen bench. "Right, the reason we're here is 'cause I can help with Donna's memory..." Sylvia was about to speak up until Jaime held up a warning finger. "Dinnae interrupt me."

Sylvia shut her mouth and John grinned.

"I told ye before, when I was last here, tha' I had superpowers, certain abilities..."

"Yes, you also said that they were killing you," the woman said. "What happened? They killed you and you regenerated?"

Jaime shook her head. "Actually, nae. Tha' one was Wilf's fault, got himself stuck inside a glass box full of 500,000 Rads of radiation. I had tae get him out of it."

A stunned Sylvia stared at an embarrassed and sheepish Wilf.

"But never mind tha' right now." Jaime waved it off.

"What? How can I just forget what..."

Jaime held up a warning finger again, halting what Sylvia was saying. She let out an annoyed huff.

"It turns out I'm an Omni-Psychic...a Psionic Manipulator. And I have the ability tae heal other people. No' jus' heal, but fix minds."

Excitement washed off Wilf but Sylvia just looked angry. "You want to go in her mind you mean?" She spat. "No, I won't allow it, Donna's fine just as she is..."

A fist slamming on the table, which became terribly dented, halted Sylvia in mid-stride, the look of absolute anger and unusually darker than normal eyes frightened her. And was it her imagination or had it gotten warmer in here?

"Jaime, calm down." John warned the Scots-girl, fear washing off him. He could only stop her before she flew off the handle. And he'd realised once she had passed that point he would have to wait until she burnt off the anger in a destructive way. It had happened far too many times to keep count.

"No! She is no' fine," Jaime growled angrily, managing to calm herself down when she felt how scared Sylvia and John were. "She's no' been fine for a long time. But I can help her." She took a deep calming breath. "And anyway, it's already happened." She said.

At this, Sylvia narrowed her eyes suspiciously. Wilf just felt confused. "What do you mean?" The woman demanded. "How has it already happened?"

"It's a paradox and I need tae end it." Her answer only left the two humans feeling even more confused.

"What's a Paradox?" Sylvia spoke up before Wilf could.

It was John who answered this question, explaining to them what a Paradox was and how it worked.

"So what you're saying is," Wilf spoke up. "That Donna is going to be okay and sometime in the future she'll approach you and tell you what happened?"

John grinned at his reply while Jaime nodded happily. "I can see where Donna got the smarts from!" She said, and Sylvia looked offended.

Wilf chuckled and went red at the compliment.

"Does that mean you're both from the future?" He curiously asked.

"Nope," J.D answered, shaking his head. "Currently we're still several months back in the past. It the Doctor and Rose who'll be coming from the future."

The answer was too unusual even for Wilf and he was about to say something until Jaime spoke up.

"Where is Donna anyway?" She asked.

"She's out with Shaun." Sylvia answered. "But I'm sure she'll be back any minute."

"Right, while we're waiting, I could do with a cuppa!" John suggested with a grin.


Less than an hour later, Wilf, John and Jaime were sat in the sitting room next to the kitchen, talking. Sylvia had stayed in the kitchen, cleaning up. Not that it needed it. Jaime could feel that the woman was worried and noticed she kept glancing at the door.

Meanwhile, Wilf was asking J.D questions about the Metacrisis and how much of Donna's memories he had. When the answer was 'a lot', followed by a childhood memory of Donna's, it made Wilf grin and he told J.D to call him 'gramps' if he wanted. Jaime felt an ecstatic happiness wash off J.D, but it did make her wonder if Sylvia would be as welcoming as Wilf was. With the way that woman acted, she highly doubted it.

The sound of car doors caught her attention and Sylvia stepped into the hallway with wide-eyes. "They're back!" She said before hurrying back into the kitchen and glaring at John, who was now stood along with Wilf and Jaime. "Get him out of here before she sees him."

Seeing the look on his face made Jaime feel sorry for him.

"I'll take John into the back garden." Wilf said.

"John," Jaime called to the Half-Time Lord. "When I've done it, dinnae worry 'bout me. Check on Donna first." She requested.

He nodded his head as he was lead out into the back garden.

Seconds later the front door opened and the barking laughter of Donna could be heard as she walked in with Shaun. Apparently they'd been shopping because she'd put the bags on the kitchen table, and then went on to talk about the crazy day she was having with her mum and gramps listening.

Still stood in the sitting room, a nervous Jaime stared at Donna. She hadn't even been spotted yet, almost as if Donna wasn't even seeing her, like a perception filter. The Doctor had certainly given her some very good defence mechanism's. It wasn't until Shaun spotted and pointed her out did Donna finally acknowledge her.

"Oi! Who are you?" She asked, completely confused before turning to her mum and Wilf. "Who is this?" She asked them.

"Oh, this is...uhh..." Wilf halted. What if actually naming her caused Donna to burn up? "What was your name again?"

"What? You don't know her name yet you let her into the house?" Her voice was raising and anger was washing off her.

Shaun seemed curious, yet ready to come to the defence of his future wife and in-laws.

Feeling even more nervous, Jaime could only continue to stare wide-eyed at Donna. This just made Donna all the more angrier. "I know your type," she growled. "You smooth talk your way in and try to scam two unsuspecting elderly people out of their pensions."

"Donna, it's not..."

"No, I'm not having it, gramps," Donna interrupted Wilf, glaring holes into Jaime. "You lot make me sick. I should call the police on you."

Hearing Donna's loud voice and feeling Jaime's nerves, J.D peeped into the kitchen from outside. Donna was stood in the sitting room with her hands on her hips, giving 'what for' to a nervous Jaime. She glanced at him before quickly turning her attention back to Donna.

*Don't be nervous, love,* he mentally sent to Jaime. *You can do it. I know you can.*

Hearing his words of encouragement, Jaime breathed deeply before speaking up. "Who I am doesnae matter right now," she said to Donna. "Wha' does matter is you!"

Donna eyes narrowed at her and curious confusion was washing off Shaun.

"Me?" Donna seemed calm now even though she was still angry. "What do you want with me?"

The Scots-girl stepped a little closer to Donna. "Ye've been havin' problems with yer memory recently." She said.

"Excuse me?" Shaun spoke up. "Her memory is fine, there's nothing wrong with it!"

Glaring at Shaun, she was getting very annoyed at people telling her Donna was 'fine' when she so clearly wasn't.

Speaking of Donna, she loudly barked a laugh and said; "Oh, don't tell me. You're one of those head...thingies! What do you call them?"

"Psychiatrist?" Shaun helpfully added.

"Yeah, a Psychiatrist. I don't need a psychiatrist or a...a...thingy."

Jaime raised her brows, realising it was worse than she thought. Donna couldn't even say the word 'doctor' anymore.

"Which one them called you?" Donna asked as she looked over at her mother and gramps, missing J.D ducking down behind the kitchen bench. "I bet it was you, mum. I'm not going bonkers. I'm fine!"

Jaime shook her head. "Nah, I'm no' a psychiatrist," she said and turned her attention to Shaun. "Ye say she's fine, but when ye found her collapsed in a back lane on Boxing Day, did ye ask her how she got there?"

Fear washed off a wide-eyed Shaun, as well as Donna. She was looking at Jaime strangely, most likely judging how crazy the female stood in front if her was. "How did you know that?" Shaun asked. "Did either of you tell her that?" He asked Sylvia and Wilf who shook their heads. "Then how do you know that? Do you live around here?"

"Nae," she said, dismissing him to look at Donna. "I can help ye with tha' memory of yer's, if ye jus' let me look..." She reached her hands out towards Donna, but the ginger's eyes widened and a flash of an image appeared in her mind before disappearing again.

"No!" She cried out and slapped Jaime's hands away. "Don't you dare come near me!" She growled, backing away.

For the love of sanity! This was harder than she thought. Didn't the Doctor say that it was simply a matter of putting her hands on Donna's head. And apparently that's what Donna said. Clearly that wasn't the case and she needed to do something. "Just relax, Donna Noble and you'll be okay." Jaime spoke up, her voice echoing.

Donna blinked and relaxed, standing still.

"That's right, relax." She soothed, gently taking a hold of Donna and guiding her over to the one-seater. It would be comfy for Donna when she'd fall.

"What are you doing?" Shaun demanded. "What's going on?" He was beginning to stress out and Wilf was trying to calm him. It was only going to stress out Sylvia who looked ready to intervene.

"I'm gannin' tae help ye, so jus' relax."

Finally, after what seemed like a long time, Jaime placed her fingers on Donna's temples and gently eased her way into the former companions mind. It was going well, until she hit a roadblock. It was the defence put in there by the Doctor, and every time she touched it, orange-gold sparks shocked her painfully, causing Donna to wince.

It wasn't going to let her through, but that was okay, she was an Omni-Psychic, which meant she could do this; Jaime stepped back before lunging forward and brutally ramming herself into the wall using her Super-strength. It broke easily but it also left Donna in great pain and she screamed as memories of the Doctor-Donna flowed freely. It was time to act.

Meanwhile, a disturbed Shaun witnessed this. "Stop, you're hurting her!" He angrily shouted and moved forward to get the stranger away from Donna. Well, he tried to. Somebody grabbed him from behind and in his struggles he noticed Wilf was holding onto Sylvia. So who had him? He looked behind him to find a brown haired, bearded man holding on to him. "Who the hell are you? Let me go!" He demanded.

But the man shook his head. "Donna's going to be okay!" He said. "She's in good hands."

Shaun didn't believe that though. Donna was in pain and they were just stood around. Something bright distracted him, making him look back to where Donna and the stranger stood. He gasped in shock, for the stranger's hands were glowing white. It brightened and spread and soon the both of them were engulfed in the bright white light.

It got so bright they had to look away. Minutes later, at least that's what it felt like to him, Shaun saw the light begin to fade until it was just Donna and the stranger. She let go of Donna, who plopped down into the seat, the stranger, whatever it was, stumbled back and fainted onto the floor with a groan.

*She's done it, she's done it!* An excited J.D called to his brother back on the TARDIS, then hurrying over to check on Donna.


"Donna, Donna," John called to her, crouched in front of her. "Wake up, come on, you can do it!" He said, lightly slapping her cheek in order for her to wake up. "Donna!"

Wilf joined him, a worried expression on his face. "What happened? Is she okay?"

John nodded. "Yes, she should be fine." He said.

Wilf then looked over at a still unconscious Jaime. "What about Jaime?" He asked.

Peering over at her grimly, he noticed she looked paler than usual. That was normal after using her healing abilities. "I know she'll be okay, but she told me my priority should be with Donna and that's what I'm doing."

Wilf nodded, proud of the young man. Well, sort of young man.

A dumbstruck Shaun finally snapped out of his thoughts. "I'm sorry, but what the hell just happened? What was that light? What did...that...do to Donna?"

John rolled his eyes. "Can one of you explain to him what's going on?"

"Will do, son." Wilf said and turned to Shaun, telling him he should sit down.

While that was happening, the Half-Time Lord could hear the TARDIS materialising outside. "And can someone open the door for the Doctor, thanks."

Sylvia angrily huffed at being ordered about, but went into the hallway to open the door anyway. She saw that the Doctor had parked across the road and was now making his way across with the blonde girl, Rose and two other people. "You! Did you put this silly idea in their heads?" She bit at the Time Lord.

He ignored her and squeezed past to get inside.

"No-one put any idea in any heads," Rose answered for him. "Has it not been explained to you?" She questioned, giving the woman an odd look. Had she always been this...domineering? "We know what we're doing." She said and guided the woman back into the house with Amy and Rory following. Rory closed the door.

When Shaun saw the Doctor he stood up with wide eyes. "Now there are two of them!" He looked at Wilf. "Just what the hell is going on here?"

Wilf grimaced. "Let me explain, please!" He said.

With a nod at Wilf, the Doctor moved onto the sitting room, seeing John trying to wake Donna up, but also seeing Jaime unconscious on the floor. "What? You just left her on the floor!" He angrily uttered and John looked up at him.

"She told me not to worry about her!" He argued his defence.

The Time Lord snorted at this. "And you listened to her? Go check on her while I check on Donna."

Scowling from being told off, John reluctantly moved away from Donna to go over to the unconscious Jaime.

They were joined by Rose and she watched John quietly trying to wake Jaime up. She could feel that the Doctor was worried for Donna because she hadn't woken up yet. Taking out her Sonic, and wondering why the Doctor or J.D hadn't done so, she scanned Donna and checked the results. "Give her time, Doctor," Rose said to him. "It might take awhile." He just glared at her before turning his attention back to Donna. Shaking her head, Rose turned away to see if she could help Wilf and Sylvia with anything.

Shaun seemed to be panicking the more Wilf spoke to him about aliens.

Five minute later, after J.D placed Jaime on the sofa and Shaun had been given he full lowdown, there was an annoyed sounding moan from the one seater.

"Donna!" John exclaimed as he and the Doctor crouched over her.

Donna moaned again and opened her eyes a little. "Did I have a bender I wasn't aware of?" She mumbled a question, her head pounding with a headache and a weird warm fuzzy buzzy feeling in her mind giving her cause for concern.

John chuckled at this. "No, you didn't go drinking last night." He told her, watching as her green-blue eyes shot open. "How are you feeling?" He nervously asked, the Doctor just hovering out of view next to Rose.

"I'm...okay,..." Donna said, remembering what the Doctor told her in the TARDIS. "Shouldn't I be burning up by now?"

John shook his head. "That's not going to happen, he said. "Thanks to Jaime."

"Jaime?" How was Jaime these days?

"Yeah!" He sat back to show her Jaime laying on the sofa.

She stared at the dark haired, pale female, confused. That wasn't Jaime, but another question entered her mind. "Why have you gone for the grungy lumberjack look, Doctor?" Donna asked.

He chuckled and grinned while somebody she couldn't see laughed. "I'm not the Doctor," he told her. "I'm John, your brother."

There were several sounds of confused exclamations, especially from Sylvia. Donna just narrowed her eyes at the Half-Time Lord. The Doctor frowned at them.

"Can you feel it?" John nervously asked her. "A warm buzzing in the back of your mind. Feels all fuzzy?" He could feel it there, the feeling of confusion emanating from it and he was happy to see acknowledgement of it in her green-blue eyes.

"Yes! What is that?" She asked, her eyes wide.

"That's a sibling bond!" The Doctor spoke up, stepping into her line of sight. "Which also provides a telepathic connection between you and John!" He was wide-eyed, shaking his head. It worried him because humans, normal humans like Donna weren't supposed to be telepathic.

"Relax, Spaceman!" John said and rolled his eyes making Donna laugh. "I'm sure she's well protected."

The ginger felt a light tap in her mind and she jumped in shock, her eyes going wider. "What was that?" She asked.

"That was me, asking permission to talk to you telepathically." J.D told her.

"But Donna never mentioned any of this!" The Doctor continued. "She can't be telepathic!"

Donna frowned at the Doctor's reaction. "Oh, what's the great Space Dunce waffling about now?" She asked.

"We're currently in a Paradox. You still do know what one of those is, don't you?" John wondered and grinned when Donna nodded her head.

The Doctor was about to continue his argument when a voice spoke up. "It's okay, Doctor. Donna's mind is well shielded." He was confused as to who told him that when he spotted Jaime moving on the sofa. The Omni sat up and groaned with her hands on her head. "Ohh, my head is banging!" She uttered before looking up and around at her surroundings. "I feel weird!" Everyone was staring at her now, waves of confusion washing off them, making her woozy and paranoid.

"You feel weird?" Amy spoke up, coming forward to stand beside Rose. "You bloody sound weird! What happened to your accent?" She didn't notice Donna was glaring at her.

"What do you mean?" She asked and gasped when she noticed the change in accent.

"That's Welsh," Rose spoke up. "Why are you suddenly Welsh?"

"I don't know," the now Welsh Jaime uttered. "But I still feel weird. Everything's gone brighter, clearer, even more louder. My heart is going like the clappers." She stood up, panicking. "I think I'm having a heart attack!" She cried out.

"No, no, no,..." John slowly approached Jaime. "You're fine, I don't think that is what's happening." He could feel that the TARDIS connection between himself and Jaime had gone somewhat sharper, and he really hoped it wasn't what he was thinking it to be. Because that would be impossible...even for Jaime. "Just calm down!" He said before placing his hands on her chest. He was thankful nobody made a comment about this, but what he felt there made him gasp and stumble back in horror, his eyes wide.

"What is it?" Jaime asked him, confused by his actions.

He could feel her emotions swell and she was beginning to panic again. Still wide-eyed, John looked back at the Doctor and the Time Lord could sense his brother's distress.

"What are you not telling me?" Jaime asked, the Welsh accent getting stronger the more she got upset.

Curious, the Doctor pulled out his Sonic and used it to scan Jaime. When he got the results he was surprised and stared at her.

"Doctor?" Rose queried.

"Respiratory Bypass, Binary Vascular System, regulated body temperature..."

Jaime caught on to what he was saying. "What? Are you saying I've got two hearts?" She asked, the Doctor nodding, shocked.

"You're a Time Lord. Time Lord plus." He said, watching her eyes widen and apparently it wasn't what she'd meant to do.

"How did that happen?" She squeaked the question out.

"Jaime, it's nothing to worry about," he told her. "But you didn't just restore Donna's mind, you absorbed her half of the Metacrisis into yourself and became full Time Lord."

There was a stunned silence from the TARDIS crew, only for it to be broken by Donna who had gained her feet. She was glaring at the Doctor.

"Oi! What the hell is going on?" Donna angrily shouted.

Looking at her, the Doctor frowned, confused as to why she was angry. He was about to ask her what was wrong but she continued with her rant.

"You said she was human, with odd powers and dying. Then suddenly she looks different and a Time Lord. Not to mention you used her to make me feel guilty enough to allow you to mess with my mind!"

Rubbing the back of her neck, Jaime wondered why Donna seemed so angry about this. Of course, she barely even knew what she was at the time, and it was because of Dalek Caan she finally found out what she was. Donna wasn't there at the time, she'd been on the TARDIS with John.

More than a little flustered, the Doctor tried to explain. "No, no hold on. That isn't what I was doing!" He defended himself. "You don't realise what..."

But Donna wasn't going to listen. She angrily pointed at Amy. "Didn't take long for you to replace me, did it!"

Amy shook her head and tried to hide from Donna's view, recognising a volatile person when she saw one. She herself was like that all through her childhood.

"Donna, I didn't replace you!" The Doctor squawked at her. "Well, not straight away anyway!" He muttered afterwards.

Perhaps it was the wrong thing to say because Jaime, and John through the surrogate connection, felt Donna's anger swell.

"Doctor!" Rose groaned, also feeling it, while J.D shook his head.

Before anyone could even react, Donna reared back and full on punched him in the face. He yelped, stumbling back into a stunned Rose's arms, a red mark already appearing on his cheek. There were several shocked exclamations of "Donna!" while John tried to calm her.

"Get out!" The older ginger shouted. "I don't ever want to see you again,..."

Jaime felt waves of hurt from the wide-eyed Time Lord.

"And don't you even dare think of coming to my wedding!" She growled.

Jaime watched as the Doctor gained his feet, the expression she'd dubbed as 'I've lost everybody I care about' appeared on his face, then he turned tail and hurried out of the house. It was an expression she had hoped to never ever see on this Doctor or any other Doctor and she hoped that he would be okay in the near future and not do something silly.

Rose was about to follow him until she turned back to Donna. "You know you didn't mean that!" She said.

Donna's blue-green eyes turned fiery. "Well that's tough luck, blondie, cause I did!" She spat back.

Rose hurried off after the Doctor. A wide-eyed Rory stared at Donna, Amy tried to placate her but she really wasn't listening. So Rory took his future wife's hand and they both rushed out of the house.

Currently there was no-one to calm Donna down. Shaun was still too stunned over recent events, Sylvia was leaning against the kitchen bench looking smug. And Wilf had gone after the Doctor. That just left Jaime and John to answer the call.

The Half-Time Lord slowly approached his sister, asking her to calm down, but a seething Donna turned on him, telling him to get out and trying to attack him. Ready to punch him too, Donna reared back but found she suddenly couldn't move. "Oi, what's going on?" She complained angrily.

"Donna, just calm down," a Welsh voice spoke up. "Look at me, Donna!"

The ginger looked over at the dark haired once Scottish female to find she was holding her hand out. Holding her in a telekinetic grip.

"Let me go!" Donna demanded.

Jaime shook her head. "Not until you at least let us explain what happened, why I look different."

Donna rolled her eyes. "Fine!"

Jaime let her go and a thankful J.D guided her over to the sofa, making her sit down so he could properly explain everything to her.

"You too, Shaun. Get over here." Jaime called and reluctant Shaun entered the living room to sit next to Donna. He looked at Jaime in complete mistrust and suspicion.

Jaime stood beside J.D as he sat in the one seater, but her extra heightened sense of smell soon had her wandering off into the kitchen where the shopping was still on the table.

As he explained all to Donna and Shaun, John, through sneaky glances, saw Jaime raking around in the shopping. At first she came across a pear, sniffed it, grimaced and threw it away, much to Sylvia's chagrin. Secondly she came across several banana's and exclaimed happily before Sylvia smacked them out of her hands. She glared at the woman, claiming she was hungry. To be honest, John thought there was a lot of Doctor in her actions and he hoped she didn't start eating jam straight out of the jars and licking things. It also made him wonder if she now had the ability to further regenerate. And worse, would she live longer than him?