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Donna's Journey

The Doctor didn't want to admit to himself that he had missed the feisty redhead until he glimpsed her again through the window. The truth was that he was lonely, lonelier than he had ever been before. After Martha left him, and it was her time to leave, he had been so shocked. He wasn't used to this yet, the whole process of his companions leaving him and having to replace them. He wanted to keep them with him forever, well, Rose in particular, but Martha had been good for him as well. But too much had happened between the two of them, issues that they could never resolve. Because he had been well aware to the fact that Martha not only fancied him, but believed that she was in love with him. And that wasn't fair to either of them because he was still very much in love with Rose, the ache in his hearts had lessened, but it was still always present. Martha had just walked off of his ship when the whole Titanic incident had occurred. He had wanted to walk away, remembering the time he had taken Rose to the original ship after she forced him to watch the movie, but had known he was needed there. Then Astrid had waltzed in, so confident he couldn't help but notice her. And for a few minutes he enjoyed the familiar flirting, until he realized how wrong it was. It felt like Reinette all over again and that had almost ruined everything between him and Rose. So he had delicately drawn away from Astrid, telling her that no one could travel with him anymore, he needed to be alone. She had been disappointed, he knew, but he felt like she deserved to hear it. It was all for the better in the end because Astrid had bravely sacrificed herself and saved the world. If he had been a different man, a better one, he would have offered to take Astrid to see the stars she longed to explore, but he had let her down once again. Still, he hadn't thought about taking another companion with him until Donna had pounced back into his life.

"Oi, alien boy!" Donna announced once again. She had been saying his name for several minutes, but he had just been frozen in front of the control panel that was controlling the creation of the Adipose. "You know…you look different somehow…older and sadder."

The Doctor almost jumped up in surprise, frantically returning to his work of deactivating the device. "Thanks," the Doctor murmured. "It's always nice to receive such a pleasant compliment."

"Still on your own then?" Donna asked, her audacity surprising the Doctor. "Last time you seemed so heartbroken and you just kept talking about how you lost them…who were they?"

"They were everything," the Doctor responded before he glanced up at Donna and went off on another tangent. "And I wasn't always alone since I last saw you. I traveled with this girl, just a friend of course. Her name was Martha. Martha Jones. She was just brilliant…she saved the world. But in return I destroyed half her life. But now she is fine, nah, she's good and with her family. She's gone now too."

Donna nodded, glancing down at the floor before she spoke again. "And the ones that you lost…are they?"

"Rose and Clara," the Doctor said, continuing despite Donna's shocked expression of the fact he had given her names. "Still lost, but I'll get them back if it's the last thing I do."

Donna stood for several moments whilst the Doctor played with some cords, but spoke up again to fill the silence minutes later. "Remember I said I was going to travel?" she asked the Doctor, continuing when he nodded. "I was going to do so much, see the whole world. Then I woke up the next morning, same old life that I couldn't change. It's like you were never there. Half of the time I just thought you were just some story I made up in my head, some dream that seemed like reality. But I tried. I really did try. I went to Egypt. I was going to go barefoot and everything. And then it's all bus trips and guidebooks and don't drink the water, and two weeks later you're back home. It's nothing like being with you. I wish I would have taken you up on your offer, not cared how sad you were."

"What offer?" the Doctor asked as he placed his sonic screwdriver in his mouth and turned towards Donna with curious eyes.

"To come with you," Donna answered seriously, waiting for the invitation again.

Before the Doctor realized what Donna was saying, he opened his mouth and spoke up again. "Come with me?"

Of course Donna assumed he was inviting her and smiled, excited that he was asking again. "Oh yes, please!"

After that the program started and they were off to running again, making sure everyone who had taken the diet pills didn't turn into little Adipose babies.

…

The incident barely left any impression on Donna, she was much too excited about the fact that the Doctor was going to allow her to travel with him. She had been crushed for a few moments when she saw his broken face as she brought out all her bags to move into the TARDIS. Still, once they had established that no hanky panky was ever going to even be thought about between them, the Doctor had perked up and seemed excited to have her.

"Hey," Donna announced to the man in front of her after she threw the car keys into a bin for her mother to pick up later.

"Yeah?" the guy, a medium sized dark-skinned boy who looked younger than she had expected, muttered as he turned around to glance at her. There was something odd in his eyes as he glanced down at her, as if he was calculating something in his head and she was the missing formula.

"Umm," Donna mumbled, momentarily forgetting what she was going to say again. Of course it only took a few moments to pull herself together and order him about again. "A woman, a tall blonde woman, is going to come here."

The man's face dropped for a moment when she said that the woman was blonde. "Why are you telling me this?"

"I need you to watch out for her," Donna explained in a tense voice. The instructions were not that hard, he really should just accept them and let her go on her way. "When you see her tell her the keys are in that bin over there."

"So just watch?" the guy asked before he looked away and let out a chuckle. "That's me, always the Tin Dog."

By now Donna was more than a bit miffed at this man who was wasting her time so turned on her heels to go back to the waiting Doctor. "Good luck, then."

"I'll need it," the man mumbled so quietly Donna could barely hear it.

Donna didn't look back again, just pictured all of the adventures she would have on the TARDIS with the Doctor. She had waited so long for this moment and nothing was going to mess it up now. As she left, she didn't notice the guy turn around and walk away, disappearing a few moments later.

…

Donna had been traveling with the Doctor for several months and they had just met Agatha Christie. However, after the adventure the Doctor was acting very morose and Donna left him alone, instead deciding to go explore what she believed to be a never-ending library.

Still, she was a bit perturbed when the library seemed to close up and a door appeared in front of her, seemingly the only exit. With a shaking of her head about the bloody ship, Donna entered the room.

At first she was a little more than confused, as she had never seen this particular room before. It was odd to see this on the TARDIS, a nursery with bright yellow walls. She barely had time to take in her surroundings before she noticed the Doctor sitting in a rocking chair sound asleep.

"I didn't even know he could sleep…" Donna whispered to herself, walking over to the sleeping alien. He looked so much more peaceful than she had ever seen him whilst he was asleep.

However, the Doctor heard Donna's quiet words and jerked awake, practically falling out of the chair when he saw Donna standing right in front of him. "What?" he asked, oddly reminiscent of when he first met Donna. "What?"

"I think I should be the one asking you that, space boy," Donna announced as she stared him down and waited for him to speak.

"How did you even get in here?" the Doctor asked as he stared up at Donna in confusion.

"Look, I know you have had children before because of what you said when we were around Jenny," Donna continued despite the Doctor's obvious wince when she mentioned his daughter. "But I thought they were all on your home planet."

"They were," the Doctor responded, pushing himself out of the chair and walking towards the door.

"Then who slept here?" Donna asked, knowing she wasn't going to let him leave until he gave her an answer. "What baby's room was this?"

"No one slept here," the Doctor answered in a cold voice. "This room was never used."

Donna narrowed her eyes, reading the Doctor's expression. Throughout all her years as a temp, Donna had grown to be very talented at reading facial cues and knowing just the right words to say to get them to talk. "But you thought it was going to be used?" Donna said. "You obviously were planning on having a baby in this room."

"Leave it alone, Donna," the Doctor announced, his expression suddenly returning manic. "In fact, I should take you to the Harp Festival of the Harpinites in Fregonache! I heard that the music is so lovely that nothing will ever compare to it again, though we do need to make sure they do not hypnotize us into staying there forever."

"Doctor…" Donna warned, clearly not interested in the adventure he suggested. "Was this room for your child or did one of your companions just have a baby with someone else and leave before the child was born?"

The Doctor closed his eyes and took a few deep breaths before he responded again. "I wouldn't let someone that was expecting travel on the TARDIS, it is just too dangerous."

"Obviously you didn't feel that way about Rose…" Donna spoke up, confident that she had come to the right assumption that Rose was the one who had the Doctor's child, Clara, she assumed was the child's name.

Apparently the Doctor accepted this defeat because he continued on without correcting her. "I shouldn't have let her travel again once she was pregnant. But she was so adamant about it and would hear of nothing else and I tried to keep her out of trouble, I really did, but obviously I wasn't good enough."

"She didn't," Donna said in a tight voice. "I know she didn't die, but did she lose the baby?"

"Nope," the Doctor responding, popping his p. "They are both safe and…happy, I assume. Clara would be three years old by now if time moves the same as it does in this universe. I saw her once, she was perfect."

Donna was left flabbergasted, the Doctor had just opened up so much to her and he didn't even act like he was regretting it. "I'm sorry you lost them…"

"Yeah," the Doctor responded as he turned around to leave the room. However, before he left he swung around to look at Donna one last time. "Donna, could you just never bring this up again? It just is painful to talk about…and I'm glad you know now, but talking about it isn't going to change what happened. Please?"

"Of course," Donna said in a sure voice. "I won't bring up Clara or Rose again. I just want to say that—"

Before Donna could finish her sentence the Doctor had exited the room, leaving Donna alone in the cheerful nursery. She stood there for several moments, hardly believing all that she had learned that day. But the room was cold and empty and she just couldn't bear standing in the nursery any longer so she hastily exited the room.

After that the TARDIS never allowed Donna to find the yellow room again, but sometimes she didn't catch a glimpse of the Doctor for hours and knew exactly where he had gone. And Donna's heart broke for the lonely man in the box, for he had lost even more than she could imagine and he just kept on running and saving everyone. She rarely brought up Clara or Rose, just as she had promised, but she thought about it often. She wished she knew everything that had happened, but she never would completely understand, not when you were with the Doctor.

…

Donna stood in shock at the strange situation that had occurred on what she expected to be a normal Christmas evening. All she knew was that there was some strange star in the sky that guns had shot down for a reason unknown to her. When she asked someone in charge what had happened he had gently tried to get away from her without telling her anything. So far all she knew was that a man who they called the Doctor had died and had just been put into an ambulance covered in a sheet. Just as she was watching an odd device fall out of the limp hand, she saw someone run up next to her.

"What is going on? What did they just find?" a dark-skinned man who seemed vaguely familiar questioned as he tried to catch his breath. Apparently he noticed the somber emotions and the ambulance, and looked at Donna once more. "They found someone, didn't they? The Doctor, yeah?"

"How would you know that?" Donna gasped. She had just heard it herself. "I mean, it was just a bloke they called the Doctor…"

The mysterious man let out a long breath before he responded, appearing a lot more calm now. "Where is he? I really need to talk to him, there is someone who needs him right now."

"You can't talk to him," Donna explained in what she hoped was a comforting tone. "I'm sorry, but he's dead, they just took him away. It may not have been who you were looking for, he could've been any doctor."

"We tried so much for this," the guy whispered to himself, ignoring Donna's presence as his eyes flitted around the street. After a few moments he straightened up and looked Donna in the eye. "And your name is?..."

"Donna," she answered. "Now you tell me yours."

"Just call me Ricky," the man, Ricky she would call him now, explained. "Though I feel like I shouldn't be here…this is just wrong. I can't tell her, it is just wrong. I can't believe this…"

By now Donna just tuned out the rest of his ramble, having no idea what he was saying until she noticed where his eyes kept on going to. "Why are you looking at me like that?" Donna asked in a tense tone. "At my back."

"I ain't," Ricky retorted in a quiet voice as his hand reached inside of his pocket.

"You are! I keep seeing it!" Donna exclaimed as she turned to examine her back. "What is there? Who did something to my back? Is there a sign or something?" she continued, only to glance back and be alone once more, Ricky nowhere to be seen.

By now almost a year had passed and not much significantly had happened, in fact Donna was itching to travel for some odd reason. Which led her to where she was now, just walking down the street when she saw someone come running out of an alley followed by a light.

"Blimey! What is up with those fireworks?" she asked as she ambled her way over to the man that had appeared. "You are okay, yeah?"

"That was weird…" the man, who she now remembered seeing before, mumbled as he glanced back in confusion. "I was just taking a little stroll."

"I know you!" Donna announced, more than a little proud of her memory. "I met you on Christmas Eve last year. Ricky?"

Ricky's eyes widened before he spoke again. "Hello, Donna," he exclaimed a little too excitedly. He sniffed loudly and glanced around as if he was checking something out in the alley behind her. "How have things been? You seem good I hope. I'm sure things have been pretty exciting… Sure have been for me."

"Stop it!" Donna announced as she finally realized what he was looking at. Her back, yet again.

"Stop what?" Ricky asked in an annoyed tone, but his eyes stayed locked on her back.

"Looking over my shoulder, at my back," Donna explained as Ricky backed away a bit from her. "People everywhere have been doing that. Everywhere, even on the street. All of these strangers that I catch, staring at me. Act like there is something horrifying on my back…so I go home and check and there is nothing there!"

Ricky just ignored her words and continued on in the pleasant conversation he had initiated at the beginning. "What are you doing for Christmas? Have any plans at all?"

"No, not anything," Donna said hesitantly. "Ages away and we always just stay at home around Christmas. Why do you ask?"

"You should get out with your family. Leave London for a bit, breathe in the fresh air. Just don't stay in the city."

"Why would I do that?" Donna asked. Ricky sure did have quite a bit of nerve to be talking to her like that.

Ricky looked like he was rushed and spoke a few more words. "I know how tough it can be to afford a Christmas break, I used to be a mechanic. But you just bought that raffle ticket," he continued before she could interrupt him yet again. "Don't ask…but if you win there is a nice luxury weekend break for Christmas. And I suggest you use it, Donna Noble."

"I think you should leave me alone," Donna announced as she turned away with a huff, not to look back at the secretive man, scared by how much she knew.

Donna thought of Ricky often after the raffle ticket turned out to be the winner and she was safe out of London when the Titanic blew up the city. Still, things were not good for their family after that. Everyone was relocated, and they were now stuck in the slums and the sky was filling with smoke. It was at this moment she got a feeling that Ricky was there.

Apparently she was right because just as she turned a corner he appeared and talked without a hello. "The bloody ATMOS devices. Good think it isn't bad here since not much petrol is around anymore," he continued as if she knew exactly what was going on. "But other countries…they are just choking with this gas."

"Can't someone help?" Donna asked. She couldn't stand it any longer, so much suffering around her. And it seemed as if no one would ever come and save them either.

"People are," Ricky explained as he led her to sit next to him on a bench. "This group on the Sontaran ship. Just wait a second."

At Ricky's words the sky burned and all of the gas was absorbed and Donna sat in awe. "What just happened?"

"Torchwood," Ricky said with pride. "Good old bunch. Gwen Cooper and Ianto Jones…didn't make it out alive. And the Captain of Innuendo's is stuck on the Sontaran home world…they are all gone now."

"Can't you tell me why this is all happening?" Donna asked. If anyone knew, she was sure it was Ricky. He seemed so confident despite all the horrors around them.

"This wasn't supposed to happen, Donna," Ricky explained with a strange glint in his eye. "This…man…he stopped it. All of it. The Titanic, the Adipose, the ATMOS, all of it."

Donna suddenly felt as if she should have known that and glanced at her feet before she responded again. "The Doctor? It all goes back to him…but who is he? Doctor who?"

"He's hard to forget," Ricky said with a smile. "Can't seem to shake him myself. In fact, I think we all dream about him sometimes, even you," Ricky confessed with a soft smile. "He always wears this suit with sneakers. Real tall and thin. My friend always goes on about his hair…maybe it is a female thing to notice or something. But she said it was important to tell you he had great hair. And, gah I don't want to say this, but I'm supposed to tell you he was slim and a little bit foxy."

She didn't know how to respond to that…how could someone thin be foxy. So she changed the topic. "Who are you then?"

"I used to be like you, I guess," Ricky explained. "I traveled with him a bit, but not like you did. In a different world you traveled with the Doctor."

"I'm sorry, but he's dead," Donna said in a cold voice. She didn't like where this was heading, this was the only world she knew.

"You're right, but you were supposed to be there," Ricky muttered as he glanced down at his fingers. "He needed someone, he shouldn't have been alone after all that happened. You were there to make him leave, you saved him, Donna."

Donna was suddenly hit with an odd memory and practically jumped up, scared now. "Stop doing this! Just leave me alone right now!"

"Something's coming, Donna. Something so much worse than this."

"This world is falling apart!" Donna exclaimed as she backed away. "How could anything ever be worse than living in this hell?"

"Just trust me," Ricky said as he moved closer. "We need the Doctor. I had to come from a different universe because every universe is in danger…something is coming from the stars and he needs to stop it," he continued on in a somber tone. "The darkness is coming, Donna."

Donna let out a squeak, she was scared enough as it was. "Why are you always telling me? I can't do anything? I'm not special at all. I'm just a temp, can't even be that anymore. I'm just nothing."

"Donna Noble, you're the most important woman in the whole of creation," Ricky whispered, his voice so true.

"Can't you tell I'm tired? I can't do this anymore," Donna explained. She wanted to give up like her mother had, it looked so easy that way.

"I understand, we're all tired," Ricky muttered as he glanced up at the stars. "In three weeks you'll come to me. With your grandfather's telescope, you will be certain then," Ricky stopped for a moment, meeting her eyes with a sad expression. "I don't want to say this. But I'm so sorry, you're going to die."

It didn't take long until she realized that Ricky was right, that she did need to find him. And that is how it all happened, she found him again and now found herself in what seemed to be a military base with still having no idea what was going on.

"Why are you always so secretive?" Donna asked Ricky as he turned away. "I don't think Ricky is your real name."

"Too many different realities," Ricky explained with a smirk. "Plus, the boss would know exactly who I was if he heard the name Ricky."

It was then that a woman, Captain Erisa Magambo, stood up and began to speak to Donna as well. "Thank you for helping us, Donna Noble."

"Doing what?" Donna asked, clearly exasperated, but knowing she was not going to get an answer.

For a few moments Donna spaced out, just staring at the odd police box that was sitting in the middle of the room. She felt drawn to the thing, but she had no idea why. And now Ricky and Magambo were having an odd conversation about whether or not the blue thing was awake or not…but that wasn't possible.

It was then that Ricky turned to her and spoke as if he was reading her mind. "Come on, let's go see it," he explained, continuing when he saw the confused look on Donna's face. "The police box, it was salvaged under the Thames."

Ricky did not take no for an answer and practically pulled her into the box. Just as she did in the other reality, Donna ran back outside and ran back in a few times, finally stopping and looking at Ricky. "Can I have a coffee? Well, maybe something a little stronger than coffee…"

Ricky let out a pleasant laugh before he continued. "I know, it got me too the first time. Well, it is called the TARDIS. Stands for Time And Relative Dimension In Space," he said with a nod as he patted the coral wall. "This room used to be impressive, like a real alien machine. But I am pretty sure it's dying now."

"And this was the Doctor's, yeah?" Donna asked as she stepped a bit farther into the ship.

"Yep…he was a Time Lord," Ricky continued with a little laugh. "Not arrogant at all, yeah? Well, he was the last of his kind. The Time Lord's I mean."

"Why was he around me?" Donna questioned with a sad glance. "I'm not special and he so obviously is."

"No," Ricky countered with a shaking of the head as he reached out to touch her shoulder. "The Doctor thought you were brilliant. Utterly brilliant," Ricky continued on without listening to her words. "I understand, I used to think I was just a Tin Dog. But now I know better, the Doctor showed you how much you could be when you were with him. He does it to everyone, brings hope about how amazing they truly are before you even realize it's happening."

It was then that Ricky motioned for her to follow him and led her to a circle of mirrors with lights pointing at it. "What is this?"

"We can't understand the TARDIS fully, but we've scraped off the surface technology so you can see the creature," Ricky explained as he led Donna to the middle of the circle.

"What creature?" Donna asked, just as Ricky left her alone in the center of the circle. "Wait! Stop, what is going on?"

"Ready. And activate," Magambo announced in a calculated voice as Donna squeezed her eyes shut tight.

"Open your eyes, please," Ricky said as the sound stopped and all was silent. "Just open your eyes and look at it. It has always been there, a part of you, you just need to look."

That was all the motivation Donna needed as her eyes flew open as she gasped at what she saw. A giant stag horn beetle was hanging off of her back, like a rucksack of sorts. "What the hell is that?"

"We aren't sure," Ricky muttered as he walked around the circle and looked at the beetle himself. "We just know it feeds off time by changing time. It makes someone take a different turn. Some little thing, but it turns into meetings never made, children never born, a life never loved. But with you…"

"But I'm not important! I never did anything!" Donna announced as she began to swat at the beetle on her back.

"You didn't know you were at the time," Ricky explained. "You turned right instead of left. Just an ordinary day for you, but you turned right. If you would've gone left you would have met the Doctor and the whole world would be different. Just because of you."

By now Donna was more than overwhelmed, but couldn't stand the sight of the horrifying bug any longer. "Get this thing off of me! Please, get it off!"

"I can't," Ricky whispered with a pitying expression. "It is in a state of flux. Gah, I'm even sounding like him right now!"

"So I'm not special…" Donna whispered with a hug. "I'm just a host! It would do this to anyone."

"No, the reality is bending around you. Always has been, since the day you were born. That is how I found you, why I need you," Ricky explained, ignoring Magambo's warning. "We need you, not just the Doctor. You can help us find him."

Thankfully, Ricky turned off the machine then so that the bug was no longer visible to Donna. "I know it is still there…how can I get rid of it?"

"Time travel," Ricky announced as he pulled a jacket onto her shoulders with lots of wires hanging off of it. "The TARDIS helped us find the date. Monday the twenty fifth, one minute past ten in the morning. The time is important Donna, don't forget it. Your car was on Little Sutton Street leading to the Ealing Road, but you turned right heading towards Griffin's Parade. You need to turn left. That's the most important thing. You've got to go back, turn left. Have you got that, Donna? One minute past ten, make yourself turn left, heading for the Chiswick Highroad."

Then Ricky led her to the circle again. "I don't want to see that thing again," Donna ordered.

"You won't have to, it is just a time machine," Ricky explained. "I don't really explain all the energy, just know you are going to travel in time and it better work."

"But what if it doesn't work?" Donna asked, only to be met with a shaking of the head from Ricky not to bring that up. "So I just go and change the way I turn? How do I do that? Just argue with myself?"

"Now that would be a good show…" Ricky mumbled to himself before he looked up again. "Good luck, Donna Noble."

Donna nodded as they began to send her away. "I think I understand what you meant now. About you dying, I mean. But that is because this world won't exist any longer. I won't actually die, will I? I'll be in the Doctor's world and still be alive. When I change this, I don't die. I'm right, aren't I?"

"I'm sorry," Ricky muttered as he backed away as the machine was activated.

"I can't die! I have a future! With the Doctor. You promised me that! Ricky, you promised me I would meet the Doctor!" Donna screeched, only to see a light and find herself in a completely different time and place, with only minutes to change the most important decision she ever made.

By the time Donna was back safe and sound with the Doctor she could barely remember what had happened, like it was a dream. Still, she was trying her best to explain it all to the Doctor. "That man…I can hardly remember."

"He never existed, hardly matters," the Doctor announced as he finished scanning the beetle with his sonic.

"But the stars," Donna whispered as she tried to get the Doctor's attention. "He said the stars are going out."

"That was a different world, Donna," the Doctor explained in a calm voice.

"He said all worlds," Donna said, trying to show how important this was. "Every single world. The darkness has already happened there and it is coming here."

"Who was he?" the Doctor asked, suddenly still in his movements.

Donna smiled a bit, glad the Doctor was finally listening before she spoke again. "Ricky, but I don't think that was his real name. Seemed like a perfectly normal bloke…dark-skinned and confident."

"Ricky?" the Doctor asked with a faraway look in his eye. "Why would he say Ricky?"

"He said it was one you would recognize," Donna explained as the Doctor stood up and glanced around. "Mentioned something about a dog as well…" Donna muttered, struggling to remember. "A tin dog, that's what he said."

The Doctor's face dropped, then suddenly looked terrified as he sprinted out of the room and turned to look at Donna before he stepped outside. "Tin Dog? Those were his exact words? Did he say anything else?"

"He told me to warn you right before the other me died," Donna explained to the crazed Doctor. "Said someone else was coming, but wouldn't tell me who."

"Who else? What did he say?" the Doctor asked as he gripped onto her shoulders so tight it hurt.

"He just said Bad Wolf," Donna said, but that was all she had time to say.

The Doctor ran outside, spinning around in circles as he looked around him. Every printed thing had changed to read only those two words. They all said Bad Wolf. Everything, even the TARDIS. The Doctor didn't speak a word to Donna as he flung open the TARDIS doors and stepped inside with an unreadable expression on his face. There was a red light and the cloister bell tolled, the song reverberating around the console room.

"Doctor, what is happening?" Donna asked as she ran up behind him, more than a little scared now. "What's Bad Wolf?"

"Rose," the Doctor whispered her name like a prayer as he turned to look at Donna with terror in his eyes. "It means Rose is coming back."

"Isn't that good?" Donna said in what she hoped was an upbeat voice.

"It's the end of the universe," the Doctor stated in a monotone voice as he ran to the controls and piloted the TARDIS away, knowing that everything was about to change.

Getting closer now?! Any ideas on what will change from the original plot next? I am getting to the best part of the story in my opinion.

Gabrielle