Ripley's dark eyes widened as she looked at the young man with messy dark brown hair, light green eyes, and faint stubble on his chin while he smoked with his friends in a black smoking jacket.

She let out audibly, "Headmaster Lupus?!"

Jenna and Matt stared at her as she stood watching the young man as he talked to his friends, his cigarette bobbed up and down, the smoke filtering out his mouth.

"You know him?" Jenna asked Ripley, confused at her outburst.

Ripley nodded.

Matt inquired as he's confused, "He's your headmaster?"

When Ripley went to Berkley, Headmaster Lupus never got along with her and other students. Strict, he wouldn't let them do anything out of the norm, and got into it with Ripley more than once whenever she acted out. Whenever she got into fights, Headmaster Lupus always gave her detention, and made her do chores for the school as repentance for her actions, which never kept because she'd still get into fights.

Yet, he'd never expel her.

All the times she and Jamie pranked him, got into fights, among other things, he wouldn't sign the dotted lines that would've kicked them out of the school.

It's a miracle they even got to graduation, with the shenanigans the two got into during their time in Berkley.

Miraculously, the only one who behaved for the most part, of course, was Mercy, and he favored her over the three. One point he even asked Mercy to watch over them since evidently, Jamie and Ripley listened to her more than him.

It never dawned on Ripley to ask him why he didn't get rid of her and Jamie as much trouble they caused him.

All she wanted to do was simply get out of Berkley while she can and never went back to Berkley since graduation.

Dawning on Ripley, the year it happened, would've been the anniversary of their graduation and invitations sent out to the former students to come back to their school for an awkward reunion.

Ripley doubted she would've even gone if she had the chance, in fact, it wouldn't surprise her if she didn't get an invitation.

"Y-yeah, at one point," Ripley lowered her voice as she watched her headmaster and his friends hear a door opening and pulled out their cigarettes and put them out before hurrying away as their headmaster came around the corner and noticed the cigarette butts on the ground.

All the times he's yelled at her for getting into trouble and here he is, as his young self, doing the exact thing!

"Then that mean, we're in the past," Jenna flinched as she realized the implications. Turning to Matt, she asked, "What does that mean?"

Matt chewed on the bottom of his lip as he pondered this himself before he said, "Means there's a point that needs fixing."

Generally, they avoid the past at all cost due to chances of messing things up. Since taking up the mantle and going on journeys across time and space, Matt figured out what happens when the TARDIS takes them to the past.

Something in this point needed fixing or else the next set of events can't happen and that means he and the women needed to work to discover the point and what to do to fix it so the events that come afterward works out smoothly.

If they don't, hell and furry rain down upon them from the ethereal skies for borking a past point.

"I can't believe it," Ripley murmured. "He's just as bad as I am!"

She seethed that Headmaster Lupus had the nerve to call the kettle black!

Matt yanked her back inside the TARDIS and checked the date they're in.

"November 14th, 1960," Matt looked up at the monitor as he read off the date. Jenna asked him why the TARDIS didn't take them back to the backroom again and he didn't respond as he lowered his head, confused himself.

He noticed a look on Ripley's face and asked her what was wrong. She blinked and told him, "November 18th was an anniversary. Every year, we'd go to the auditorium and Lupus drones about it before he sends us to class and has us observe it."

Every November 18th, Headmaster Lupus would've called the students to the auditorium and give the same speech as he gave the previous year. The same one, always. Afterwards, he'd send the students back and have them reflect.

"W-what happens on the 18th?" Jenna asked Ripley.

Ripley turned her head to face her and said, "The school burns down."

Before Berkley existed, there was another, a brotherhood.

Brotherhood of St. Paul, built in 1900 and burnt down in 1960.

Berkley took it's place in 1964 and became a public school in 1980.

For some reason, Headmaster Lupus stayed with the school even despite the fires and he never explicitly told any students why.

"How did it burn down?" Matt inquired.

Ripley replied, "Well, there was a fire in the chemistry lab. A student died. Nobody knew what happened and they thought it was an accident."

Headmaster Lupus never told them the specifics, but a student perished in the fire after an accident with the chemistry set.

In fact, Berkley's named after him, in remembrance!

"That must be why we're here," Jenna suggested.

The TARDIS brought them here because of the fire.

"Why was he in the chemistry lab?" Matt asked Ripley.

Ripley told him, "Lupus said he'd been trying to earn extra credits."

She recalled that it happened at night, long after the students went to bed. John S. Berkley went to the chemistry lab to work on his credits when the fire broke out sometime after ten. The firemen claimed his body at one in the morning after battling the flames.

"How'd a chemistry lab fire burn down an entire school?" Jenna wondered.

Matt replied, "Guess we'll find out."

He turned his attention to Ripley and knew she'd want to take part in the adventure, despite the fact that only moments ago, an angel almost choked her to death, but Ripley told him that it'll take more to her knock her down.

"Besides, you need me," Ripley pointed out that because of her intimate knowledge of the school and it's history, stemming from listening to Headmaster Lupus and her time at Berkley, Matt needed her help.

Matt countered, but couldn't come up with ways he could've go about this adventure without Ripley's help, and she saw it in his eyes.

"Checkmate," Ripley declared.

Matt audibly groaned and held his hands together and begged her, "Just… just don't strain yourself, okay?"

Ripley, difficult as she is, wouldn't back down, injured or not.

Matt knew this, so he asked her to at the very least, not strain herself, and not hesitate to seek medical help if something changes.

"Fair," Ripley agreed to his terms.

Jenna touched her shoulder lightly as she said, "Thanks for saving me back there."

She never got to tell Ripley thanks for saving her and Ripley shrugged as she replied, "It's much as my job as his."

Knowing that the three weren't getting home easily, Matt suggested they take the time to refresh themselves and change out of their clothes to something else.

Matt switched to another tweed jacket, this one closer to the one he wore during the carnival, a light blue collared shirt, and a black clip on bow tie. Combed his dark brown hair and pulled the black suspenders over his shoulders as he stepped into the console room.

Jenna switched to a black skort with the brim going down to her knees with a dark blue cardigan over her black dress shirt and brown dress shoes with blue stockings. She tied her hair in a ponytail as she walked in the console room.

Ripley stepped out last, wearing a loose burgundy jacket with an accompanying dress shirt draped with a black tie. She wore a black plaid skirt that went down to her knees with black leggings underneath. Black dress shoes with white socks to go along with the attire. Her hair's neatly combed with a small braid on the side of her face.

"Well, let's go have a look and see," Matt went to the door and opened it.

Jenna followed behind him.

"Wait," Ripley stopped them.

She looked between Matt and Jenna before saying, "This is a brotherhood. Me and Jenna can't work here."

Headmaster Lupus made a point to talk about his school days, evidently omitting his lesser known traits, and said stuff about his school being a brotherhood, meaning it's male-only.

Jenna and Ripley can't attend, much less work for it, and even their CSSs can only go so far. There's just some things that they can't falsify to keep them from getting kicked off the property.

"What do we do?" Jenna asked Ripley.

Ripley explained to her, "There used to be three buildings here. The main school, the dormitories, and the library. The library's our shot at getting work close to the school. It's not affiliated with the school. It doesn't follow their rules."

Aside from the main building, nearby were the dormitories where the students went after dinner in the mess hall, and the library that shared the land with the school and dormitories.

The Belford Public Library existed on the property first and owned it.

The school leased parts of the property from the library and part of the contract prohibited it from exerting its rules on the library.

When the fire burnt down the school, the library cancelled the contract and helped relocate the students as surveyors went over the remains of the school. Once it's deduced the cost outweighed the budget, the school board abandoned the plan and instead built another school in its place. This one didn't have dormitories and much bigger since the library moved to the downtown area and the detached dormitories.

In the main area of Berkley, there's a case on the wall with pictures of the old school and areas within it, there's even a cutout of the newspaper reporting the fire and construction of Berkley.

Among the pictures, the picture of John S. Berkley, the namesake, died at eighteen years.

Ripley remembered asking Headmaster Lupus about the whole thing, but he wouldn't tell her the whole story. He just said the school board named Berkley after him and that's that.

"We have only four days to figure it out," Jenna wined as she realized they didn't have long before the day of the fire.

Matt told her they'll figure it out and walked with them out of the TARDIS.

Ripley locked the door behind her and followed the two.

Going around to the front of the school, Matt stopped.

"Um, how would I fit in?" Matt asked Ripley.

Ripley told him, "Um, I know he said that during the week, the workshop teacher had an emergency and left."

Matt smiled wildly as he felt the role fit him well.

He's already gotten experience working with Ripley at the shop and now he can put it to work all the while working on discovering what really happened during the fire.

Tugging on his suspenders, Matt decreed himself as the substitute teacher. He stopped for a moment to ask if the school had tools, and Ripley replied they did. Matt reaffirmed his stance and led the women towards the front of the school.

"Just don't hurt yourself," Ripley poked him.

She reminded him that despite his role as the Doctor, he's still a fleshy mortal with limits. Nobody wanted a workshop teacher with a bloody hand because he'd gotten carried away.

"I won't!" Matt affirmed he'll take precaution.

"Does the TARDIS have an ice pack?" Jenna wearily asked Ripley.

Ripley nodded.

Matt gawked at the women for doubting him, but Ripley poked him, yet again, and reminded him that he needed to get a move on. Class change's ending soon.

"Just remember, school day ends at six and starts bright and early," Ripley reminded him.

At six, the students would've gathered in the mess hall where they ate supper before going to their rooms for the remainder of the day. Not a whole lot to do for the lower class, but the seniors have more freedom to go to the library after school while the rest could only go late if there's tests. Teachers who didn't live on campus went home after this. Matt would've been able to return to the TARDIS and visit the women then.

"Okay, I'll go in and give the speech, settle in, and keep an eye on things. I'll meet up with you two at the library," Matt told them.

As he walked up the cream steps, he stopped and sheepishly turned his head as he asked Ripley two questions. "Um, who's this headmaster and what's Headmaster Lupus' name?"

Ripley replied, "Hugh MacDonald and it's Samuel Lupus. He'll probably answer to Sam, but I'm not really sure. You'll know if he's in your class because of the roaster."

Headmaster Lupus talked about his old headmaster and how his punishments paled in comparison to his. He regaled stories about his headmaster, but he never explicitly told the students about the shenanigans he got up to with his mates.

Nodding, Matt pointed as he told the women to stay together and they nodded in return.

Ripley led Jenna towards the path all students took to get to the library. It's amazing how many years it's been since he told the stories repeatedly and Ripley remembered them.

Just like he described.

Well-kept pathways, trimmed shrubs, everything's just like Headmaster Lupus described.

It dawned on Ripley that they're walking what would've become Berkley's classes. All this would've been mulched and flattened, before turning into classrooms. Almost saddened Ripley how much changed.

"So, he was your headmaster," Jenna brought up as she followed Ripley. "What was he like?"

By the time Ripley finished discussing her old headmaster, it would've taken almost a dozen books to cover all the things she knew and hated about Headmaster Lupus.

"And old cranky goat that apparently's got skeletons in the closet," she summed.

Jenna pointed out there's worse headmasters than Lupus and while Ripley agreed, there's some things that never changes.