"How'd you follow me here?" Nancy frowned at me and the Doctor.

"I'm good at following, me. Got the nose for it." The Doctor grinned at her. I shook my head. Poor War Doctor. He saves Gallifrey and turns into a guy with an extremely conspicuous nose and even more conspicuous ears.

"People can't usually follow me if I don't want them to."

"Nancy, come on," I gestured to myself and the Doctor. "Do we even look like people? Well, him- judging by the fact that he's not from here-"

"Oi! You could talk!" He scowled at me. He then turned back to Nancy. "My nose has special powers."

Nancy giggled softly. "Yeah? Is that why it's-"

"What?" The Doctor asked, and I snorted. He looked down at me, scowling. "What's wrong with my nose?!"

I shrugged, "Well, I mean, you've had worse, but the ears-"

"Oi!"

"Do they have special powers too?" Nancy smiled at me, and I grinned back. The Doctor scowled at the two of us. "The more I hear the two of you talk, the more I'm convinced you;re related."

Nancy smiled. "Good night, Mister." She turned back around and started putting a bunch of stuff into her bag and was about to leave. I took a deep breath and started talking. "Nancy, I know what the child is. And I know how to fix everything, but I'll need your help."

She frowned at me, clutching her bag close. "How?"

I opened my mouth to say something, but decided against that. Who knew if she would even believe the whole parallel world thing? "I', er, know what's gonna happen in the future."

Nancy scoffed. "What, like a psychic or something?"

"No- well, maybe, depending on how you look at it, but I know the future, I know who the kid is, and I know what happens to him, and he needs your help. We all do." You had to give that line- stupid move, Cole.

Nancy frowned at me, looked at the Doctor for a moment, and sighed. "There was a bomb. A bomb that wasn't a bomb. Fell on the other end of Limehouse Green Station."

"Take us there." The Doctor said.

Nancy shook her head. "There's soldiers guarding it. Barbed wire. You'll never get through."

I shrugged, while the Doctor said. "Try me."

""You sure you wanna know what's going on in there?"

"I really wanna know." He nodded.

She pointed to me. "Then why don't you ask her? She knows the future, doesn't she?"

"I do, but telling him is dangerous- telling anyone is dangerous. If someone doesn't like how things end up, they may end up changing events which would alter the timeline, and that would be disastrous."

"Basically, I have to find out for myself."

Nancy looked back and forth between the two of us and sighed. "Then there's someone you need to talk to first."

"And who might that be?"

"The Doctor." She turned around and walked away. The Doctor looked down at me. "Are we gonna meet me or something?"

I shook my head and rolled my eyes. "No. We're gonna go and meet an actual doctor. A doctor of medicine, not the doctor of terrible TARDIS driving."

I started walking behind Nancy as he caught up to me. "Oi, I'm not that bad!"

I shrugged. "Tell that to Jackie Tyler. And Sarah Jane Smith," I walked off, muttering the last words, "And poor Amelia Pond."

We walked toward the station and were standing on the stairs, overlooking the ground that looked like a battlefield. There were soldiers all over the place, walking around the ambulance which was covered in a piece of tarpaulin behind a fence. Albion Hospital was a little ways behind the battlefield.

I couldn't see everything clearly, since we were too far away, and the Doctor was hogging the binoculars ("They're my binoculars, Liza, so I get to use them first!").

"The bomb's underneath the tarpaulin. They put the fence up overnight." She pointed to the hospital. "See that hospital?"

"What about it?"

"That's where we need to go, Doc, to talk to Doctor Constantine." He looked down at me again, frowning. "Well, I'm more interested in getting down there," He gestured to the ambulance and I shook my head.

"We'll need to go to the hospital first."

"She's right." Nancy said, and the Doctor looked at her. "And why's that?"

"Because then maybe you won't wanna get inside."

"And also because we're gonna get reunited with your girlfriend." The Doctor looked at me, his eyebrows raised. "What?"

I shrugged. "You know, Rose."

"She's not my-"

"She's also with an ex Time Agent who is very good looking- and he 'gave her some Spock', as she would eloquently put it."

The Doctor turned away from me, rolling his eyes and turned to Nancy instead. She was walking away. "Where are you going?"

"There was a lot of food in that house. I've got mouths to feed. Should be safe enough now."

"Can I ask you a question? Who did you lose?"

"What?"

"The way you look after all those kids. It's because you lost somebody, isn't it? You're doing all this to make up for it."

Nancy grimaced and I gave the Doctor a pointed look, but she answered anyway. "My little brother, Jamie. One night I went out looking for food. Same night that thing fell. I told him not to follow me, I told him it was dangerous, but he just. He just didn't like being on his own."

"What happened?"

I scowled at him. "Doc- he was in the middle of an air raid. Alone. Unprotected." He frowned at me. I threw my hands up in the air. "Do I need to elaborate further?" Nancy nodded, and I offered her a sympathetic smile.

The Doctor, however, looked away, staring at the sky. I looked up with him at all the planes and barrage balloons. And the bombs. I bit my lip, grimacing every time one of them was dropped. All my history lessons started to come back to me. My teachers lecturing us about the wars and about how they were important. I'd just dismissed everything- after all, I was a strong believer of history being a useless subject because it had already happened and everybody we were learning about was dead anyway.

But at that moment, everything was happening in front of me. It was surreal. Something that had already happened in my perspective was still going on. And there was so much depth to everything- it was actual history. Not just a bunch of stupid dates to memorise- a real actual thing that was happening to the people here.

I was suddenly jerked from my thoughts as someone started poking my head. I looked up at the Doctor, who had an eyebrow raised. "Now what the hell are you dreaming about?"

I shrugged. "A thing."

"What thing?"

"It's just a thing, respect it."

He was about to say something, but shook his head and pointed toward the hospital. "Well, whatever it was, stop thinking about it, we need to get to the hospital."

I grinned at him, taking a deep breath. "We're going to the creepy hospital! Yay,"

"Fantastic! Creepy hospitals are the best, aren't they? There's so many things that can happen. Come on then, Liza Cole! He outstretched his hand as he walked forward, grinning at me. I took his hand and skipped forward to catch up with him as we walked toward the hospital.

The hospital wasn't actually as far as I expected it to be. So, on the bright side, I didn't have to walk ten miles to reach there. On the not so bright side, however, I was about to enter an old hospital full of undead people at night- the number one horror movie destination.

I shuddered and almost shrunk into the Doctor as we reached the cold metal gates. He squeezed my hand and gave me a small smile. I responded with an uncertain smile, my heart rate starting to increase slowly. The fact that I knew what would happen didn't give me the slightest comfort. However, we would be running into Jack soon, so that was something to look forward to.

I then turned toward the Doctor as he was using the sonic on the locked gates. The lock unlocked with a pop and a click. The Doctor and I pushed the gate open, and I flinched at the loud creak.

"Ah, the loud creak. Adds to the mysterious horror setting, eh?" I scowled at the Doctor as he said that, and he shrugged. "What? I was only telling you what I observed!"

I deepened my scowl and grabbed onto his hand, muttering. "I'm already freaking out, don't you dare make things worse."

He shrugged and started walking toward the hospital with me.

As we entered the place, I could already start feeling more and more scared as we went through. The corridors were poorly lit, every shadow was huge, making the already dim light dimmer, and I swore I could hear creaks even though I was pretty sure I was imagining it.

I bit my lip and tightened my grip on the Doctor's hand, my other hand clenched into a fist. This is not a game, Kate, this is a scale model of war. Deep breaths. Imagine the Twelfth Doctor's Scottishness. He says that Scottishness is the cure to everything. Every war ever fought right there in front of you.

I jumped, moving closer to the Doctor. I swore something creaked. "It's just your imagination, Liza," The Doctor muttered as we continued walking into the corridor. And then we reached the staircase. I fought the urge to run away and cry for my mummy.

The staircase was in a tunnel-ish thing and had literally zero lighting, except for one light at the top. I took a deep breath as we climbed up the staircase, trying my best to not think about where I was. When you fire the first shot, no matter how right you feel, you have no idea who's going to die. You don't know whose children are going to scream and burn. How many hearts will be broken! How many lives shattered! How much blood will spill until everybody does what they're always going to have to do from the very beginning- sit down and talk!

I kept walking robotically while imagining a completely different scenario, which worked perfectly. Well, until we reached the room full of empty people.

A/N: Okay, this was originally supposed to cover the rest of the episode, but it had been so long since I updated and I didn't want to go MIA for a long time.

Some behind the scenes ish stuff: I'm freaked out rn because there's a storm going on outside and my curtains are dancing even though my window was tightly shut- I'm not even gonna pull them back because I'm afraid there's gonna be a creepy doll or smth over there smh- or even worse, a Weeping Angel.

Anyway, I feel like this is my favorite chapter title yet (for obvious reasons), but I'm pretty sure I'm biased because I love 12.

Anyway (I swear I'm overusing this word at this point), the next chapter is gonna be Jack time and have a bit of the next episode as well.

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NeoMulder: Wow, your writing process is really similar to mine! I'm glad you like their relationship dynamic, and I honestly can't wait for them to meet Jack too. I wanted to make it happen in this chapter, but I had a lot of schoolwork so I was only able to write a little bit for a few weeks, but I'm happy that there's only one scene left and then they meet Jack!