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"Are you ok?" Alyssa asked, sensing the Doctor's unease as they approached the building.

"I can't help it. I don't like hospitals….they give me the creeps", the Doctor admitted.

"Then let's make this a quick visit, ok?" the red head said, hand on the doorhandle. The Doctor nodded and she pulled the door open, both of them stepping inside.

The Pleasure Gardens will now take visitors carrying green or blue identification cards for the next fifteen minutes. Visitors are reminded that cuttings from the gardens are not permitted.

"No shop. I like the little shop!" the Doctor remarked as he looked around, disappointed.

"That one of you new idiosyncrasies?" the empath questioned, curious. The Doctor had told her that with regeneration comes not just physical change but it also meant he gained new quirks.

"Could be", the Doctor agreed "and that's where I'd put it!" he pointed to a random spot. When Alyssa wheeled around to take a look at where he was pointing, the Time Lord darted into the nearby lift.

"Hey! Wait!" the red head called as the lift doors began to close.

"Too late! I'll see you at Ward 26!" the Doctor called back through the doors "watch out for the disinfectant", he added. Alyssa frowned at the last part.

"What the heck does that mean?" she muttered before spying another lift. She stepped into it and eyed the blank wall by the doors where buttons would be. "How do I get to Ward 26?" she asked. The 21 year old jumped when the doors slid shut "I guess its voice activated", she surmised.

Commence stage one… disinfection

Green lights flash on and disinfectant rained down on her, making the woman yelp. She barely had time to recover when white powder was puffed at her. She coughed and spluttered as some went into her mouth. Then she was blasted with warm air, whipping her hair and clothes.

When the lift doors opened, Alyssa noticed that she wasn't in a hospital ward at all but some kind of disused corridor. The young woman knew that she shouldn't leave the lift. She knew that she should try to get Ward 26. But against her better judgement, she left the lift.

Alyssa slowly walked down the corridor, stopping when a figure stepped out from around the corner. He…well she's pretty sure it's a him…looked rather like a walking doodle. "The human child is clean", he said "this way, please miss".

Again, she shouldn't follow him. She really shouldn't, everything in her body was telling her to go back to the lift. Again she ignored her instincts, following after the figure. The strange looking person led her into a large room where an old film was playing.

"I mean, you never know what your life is going to be like, ever. I'm bored with this drink", a pretty looking woman said.

"My, my aren't you pretty?" the same voice remarked though this time is wasn't from the film. Alyssa turned and gasped at what she saw. It was a layer of skin stretched over a metal frame with a pair of blue eyes and thin pink lips. Below the frame appeared to be a brain in a jar. Alyssa internally blanched, thinking that she was going to be sick. "Such luscious red hair".

"Thanks", Alyssa managed to say, deciding to focus on the woman's…if she could even call her that…emotions. This 'lady' appeared to be awfully pleased that that she was here. But why? "Who are you?"

"Lady Cassandra O'Brien Dot Delta Seventeen. The Last Human", Cassandra said. Alyssa couldn't help but raise her brows at how proud Cassandra seemed to be at her claim. This lady has a very warped idea about being human she thought.

"Ok, so if you're the 'Last Human', what is he then?" she asked, nodded to the walking doodle "he looks more human than you do".

Cassandra bristled at her words. Or as much as she could since all she was is a layer of skin. "Oh that's just Chip. He's my pet", she said dismissively.

"I worship the mistress!" Chip piped up.

"Moisturise me, moisturise me…" Chip picked up a canister and squirts Cassandra with it "He's not even a proper life form. He's a force grown clone", the 'Last Human' explained "I modelled him on my favourite pattern. But he's so faithful. Chip sees to my physical needs".

Alyssa grimaced, really hoping she meant food. "You know, there's no way you're the last human . One, you look nothing like us. Two, they've called this planet New Earth".

"A vegetable patch", Cassandra sneered.

"And there's millions of Humans out there…millions of them", Alyssa continued "They evolved, just like they should", the red head could feel her anger rising, green flickering gold and then back again YOU stayed still. You got yourself all pickled and preserved, and what good did it do you? All you've become is a skin trampoline".

"You may be very pretty with incredible hair but you're hardly perfect", Cassandra countered.

"And you are?" Alyssa shot back.

"Yes I am", Cassandra said giving her a haughty look. Or best as she could considering she was only a skin trampoline.

"You are insane", Alyssa argued "I'm out of here".

"Chip now!" Cassandra shouted as the empath started toward the doorway.

"Hey!" she cried as she was trapped in the doorway, unable to move not even when she was turned around to face Cassandra. "Let me go!" Alyssa ordered as bars of light descended from the ceiling, surrounding her.

"I'm afraid I can't do that", Cassandra said with a smirk "This lady's moving on. It's goodbye trampoline, and hello radiant red head!"

Alyssa screamed as a pink cloud left Cassandra and moved towards her. Suddenly the bars around her seemed to flicker and she was yanked backwards. She lay on the ground surprised as her saviour captured Cassandra's pink essence in a jam jar. "That takes care of her", he said, making the red head slowly sit up. The voice…why was it familiar?

"Doctor?" Alyssa asked when the man turned to her. It looked exactly like him, save the ginger hair. Though she noted he seemed to be wearing clothing similar to what James would normally wear.

The ginger frowned "No, I'm James. Remember, Ali?"

Alyssa shook her head "Nu uh. You look exactly like the Doctor, though with ginger hair".

James' hands flew to his hair and touched his face too. His gaze went to his wrist where the device was sparking. It must've gotten damaged while he was pulling her out of the psychograft. "Oh…" he looked at the red head who was staring at him with wide eyes. How was he going to fix this? She shouldn't know who he was just yet. It was too soon. He sighed. There was only one way to do this, modify her memory like before. He didn't want to mess about with her head, it was wrong. Yes he had done it before but that was only so she wouldn't be plagued with the thoughts of her attempted suicide. But he didn't have much of a choice. The time line had to be maintained, for the most part. Some things were allowed to be changed up as long as the end result is the stays the same. "Ali I'm sorry for this", James said, with regret in his voice.

"Sorry?" Alyssa repeated "for what?"

James didn't answer, instead he placed his hands on her temples. Alyssa's eyes fluttered shut and she slumped forward. The man shifted her into a more comfortable position in his arms. "I wish I didn't have to do this", he whispered, stroking her hair "I wish I could tell you the truth…tell you how much you truly mean to me".

A few minutes later…

Alyssa emerged from the hospital alone, hand pressed against her forehead. "Man this headache came on suddenly", she mumbled as she made her way slowly back to the TARDIS. James trailed after her at a discrete distance. He knew that he should've just left but he couldn't, not until he knew she'd gotten back to the ship safely.

James stood back, watching her enter the blue box. "See you later, my brilliant Ali", he said softly before he left.

"Welcome to the 200th annual sci-tech convention!" the Doctor announced as they entered a large glass building "Companies from all over the world come here to showcase their latest innovations and inventions". It had been a few days since New Earth where they'd spent all that time staying in the TARDIS. Apparently she hadn't been feeling too well and decided to go back to the ship to wait for the Doctor. However, somewhere in the back of her mind, she had this feeling like it didn't go quite as she remembered it. But the empath didn't dwell too much on it though.

"This looks so cool", Alyssa breathed, taking it all in as she strapped on her visitor's bracelet.

"It sure is", the Doctor agreed "ooh hoverboards!" Alyssa laughed as he grabbed her hand and pulling off towards that exhibit. Neither of them were aware that they were being watched through a camera.

"Is she the one?" Madam Kovarian asked eyeing the red haired woman on the screen.

"That's her", a dark haired man confirmed "according to her bracelet, her alpha waves are off the charts".

"So she was right then", a smirk appeared of Kovarian's lips "go get her". The man nodded and left the room. Madame Kovarian turned back to the computer screen "this is going to be fun".

After they had lunch, Alyssa suggested that they spilt up. "You sure?" the Doctor asked. This place was as safe as can be but he was still a little wary of letting her go off on her own. Especially after the hospital.

"I'm very sure", Alyssa replied "I'll be fine, don't worry", she assured him.

"Alright, meet back here in an hour", the Doctor said.

"Will do", the young woman promised and walked away.

"Hey pretty lady with the fire hair!" a male voice said as she passed a stall.

"Me?" Alyssa asked turning to the man who ran the stall.

"Yes you", Mark said "would you like to take part in a completely unique experience?"

"What experience?" Alyssa asked.

"The evolution in gaming where you are in the game", Mark answered.

Alyssa could sense that he was hiding something "could you possibly elaborate?" she questioned.

"It would be easier if I show you", Mark said.

Alyssa grew uneasy about that "you know what I think I'll pass", she said. The woman turned to go when Mark suddenly grabbed her arm. She opened her mouth to scream when he roughly pressed a hand over it, muffling the noise. The red struggled against her captor but unfortunately she passed out from the chloroform soaked cloth that was in Mark's hand.