Yaz was woken by multiple pings coming through on her phone. She groaned, wanting a few more moments in her dream, where she and The Doctor has kissed… oh wait… that wasn't a dream! Yaz smiled sleepily to herself, letting herself bask in the memory of the night before.

She couldn't believe that had actually happened. She couldn't believe a lot of things had happened last night. She opened her eyes slowly, and gently sat up, adjusting to the daylight streaming through her blinds. She stretched, her muscles easing up and relaxing. She smiled to herself. She suddenly felt a lot lighter, freer. She reckoned it was because she had finally told The Doctor her secrets – both past and present.

Well, the present secrets she had shown her friend, more than told her. She knew that they needed to have a proper discussion about their feelings, and what that meant for their future travels. But right now, Yaz just wanted to bask in her momentary happiness.

It had been a long time since she'd felt this at peace. The look on The Doctor's face when she had leaned in, and the way she had held her when she was at her most vulnerable, Yaz felt her heart pulse with warmth. She couldn't believe that the powerful, incredible, woman who had fallen from the sky could be interested in her, a simple girl from Sheffield.

Her phone kept pinging, and Yaz could no longer ignore it. She reached over for it, and glanced down to read the screen. Ryan had sent her several messages, pestering her to fill him in on what happened last night. Yaz rolled her eyes fondly, and decided to just pick up the phone and talk to him. He picked up on the first ring.

'About time!' He said in greeting. Yaz laughed.

'Well, hello to you too!'

'So, come on Yaz, spill. What happened?'

'Not even a how'd you do. Very rude,' Yaz joked. 'When did you get home?'

'About 3am. We headed to a different place afterwards. So… where did you guys go?'

'Why'd you want to know?' Yaz asked, her heart suddenly pumping. Was she ready to have this conversation with Ryan? She knew he'd suspected her feelings, but she had never actually confirmed them to him.

'Yaz, come on. I'm not oblivious.' Okay, so Ryan definitely knew. Yaz realised she would need to tell him sooner or later. Might as well be now.

'Okay, so… we kinda kissed…' She tailed off as she heard him whoop down the phone.

'Yes, get in Yaz!' She was surprised by his enthusiasm.

'You're not surprised?'

'Mate, of course not. Graham and I have been betting on this for weeks.' Yaz blinked in horror.
'I'm sorry, you what?!' She exclaimed, horrified.

'Graham reckoned it would all come out on an adventure in a few months, but I had a hunch it would be sooner. He owes me £20.' He called almost hear Yaz's scowl down the phone. He laughed. 'Come on Yaz, tell me everything. Did she start it?'

She opened her mouth to speak, when she heard her mum call for her. Yaz smirked, deciding to have a bit of fun.

'Coming Mum. Sorry Ryan, I've gotta dash. Talk to you later.' She could hear his protests and groans before she hung up. She grinned to herself, before getting out of bed and heading into the living room.

…..

Yaz practically inhaled her meal, as she only had one thought; to go and find The Doctor. She would tell her Mum about her night properly later, but Yaz felt she had already spent too long away from The Doctor. She wondered what the Time Lord was doing right now. Presumably pottering around the TARDIS, but her friend wasn't exactly predictable.

She was about to fly out the door, when she was stopped by her mum.

'Yaz, where are you off to in such a rush?'

'Oh, I'm just meeting someone.' Najia's eyes widened in surprise. She looked delighted.

'And who is this someone?' She knew already. She just wanted Yaz to confirm it. Yaz's eyes cast down, a blush suddenly colouring her cheeks. She didn't want to have this conversation with her mother right now.

'You know her already.' Najia noted the use of 'her,' and smiled at her daughter. Normally she would be full of questions, but she and Yaz had a new understanding now. Yaz would come to her later, when she was ready to talk openly about her blossoming relationship. She didn't want to hold her daughter up anymore, so she let her pass.

'Good. Good. Well, have fun, love!' She paused. 'And tell me everything later!' In the past, Yaz would have groaned or huffed, but she actually wanted to tell her mum. To have a girly chat to analyse and decipher everything that had happened the night before. But for now, that could wait. Yaz grinned.

'Okay, see you later.' She paused, turning back before leaving. 'Love you, Mum.' Najia's smile grew even wider.

'Love you too, love.' With that, Yaz bounded out the door, and headed towards the TARDIS.

….

Yaz entered the TARDIS, expecting The Doctor to be in the console room. She was a little surprised to see she wasn't there. Unperturbed, she made her way to the library, assuming she would be there. No luck.

She tried the kitchen. The dressing room. The den. Her bedroom. The swimming pool. No Doctor to be found.

Yaz knew the TARDIS was huge, so she couldn't search everywhere. But she had hoped The Doctor would be in one of their usual hangouts on board the ship. Yet she was coming up empty.

She had hoped to surprise The Doctor, maybe get in a cheeky kiss, but she was nowhere to be found. This was odd, even for The Doctor.

Oh Yaz, don't be so silly, she admonished herself. The Doctor could have gone anywhere in Sheffield. Maybe she had gone to get some more custard creams, for all Yaz knew. Besides, they hadn't set specific plans for meeting up, after all.

Still, she couldn't shake the feeling that something was off.

She reached for her phone and called The Doctor. Yaz waited with baited breath. One ring, two rings, three rings, four rings. When it stopped ringing, it went straight to voicemail. Not a huge deal, but Yaz couldn't stop her heart's palpitations.

'Hi Doctor, it's Yaz. I just popped by the TARDIS to see you, but you're not here. Just wanted to see ya. Give me a call when you can. Lov… see you later!' She stopped there, before she signed off with an endearing confession. Jeez Yaz, one step at a time.

She suddenly felt at a loss, and wasn't sure what to do. She went back to the console room, hoping that The Doctor would magically appear. Still nothing.

She headed out the TARDIS doors, back into the sunlight. She had to admit, she was bitterly disappointed The Doctor wasn't here. But at the same time, she couldn't shake her unease. This was more than just disappointment.

She was sure The Doctor would have waited for her. After everything they had shared last night, she thought The Doctor might have stayed close. She had certainly been reluctant to let Yaz go when they parted.

Reluctantly, she pulled her phone to her ear and called Ryan. He picked up instantly.

'Right Yaz, I want details.' Yaz huffed in frustration, suddenly not in the mood for frivolity.

'Ryan, have you seen The Doctor today?' Instantly catching the anxiety in her voice, Ryan stopped humouring and immediately became the sensible friend.

'No, not since last night.' He paused. 'Are you alright, Yaz?'

'Yeah, yeah, I'm fine. I just went looking for The Doctor but can't find her. She's not picking up either. But that's no biggie, she's probably off somewhere in the city.' Ryan could sense Yaz was worried, and if Yaz was worried, then he should take notice.

'Is the TARDIS still there?'

'Yeah, it is, and I've just searched it. I'm sure she's fine,' she repeated, clearly trying to reassure herself.

'I'm sure she is, Yaz. Hang on, let me ask Graham if he's seen or heard from her today.' There was a pause while Ryan had a muffled conversation with Graham. Yaz waited for a response, before Ryan reappeared on the line. 'Nope, he's not seen her either. He's going to try and ring her now.'

Yaz paused with baited breath, whilst she and Ryan waited for Graham to call their friend. After a few moments, Yaz could hear Graham's voice through the speaker.

'Sorry Yaz, she's not picking up. I've left a voicemail. Ryan said you've checked the TARDIS?'

'Yeah, I checked all the rooms we hang out in. She might just be in town, but, I just can't shake the feeling something isn't right. It's not like her to not pick up.'

'I'm sure there's a reasonable explanation for it, sweetheart. Try not to worry. The Doc will turn up soon enough. She always does.' Yaz nodded to herself, wanting to desperately believe her friend. 'I mean, if the TARDIS is still here, she's clearly not gone swanning off!'

'Yeah, yeah, I'm sure you're right…' she headed towards the bench she and The Doctor had occupied earlier that morning. Perhaps sitting on it would give her some clue as to where her friend was. Some sign that would point her in the direction of The Doctor. She reached the front, turning to sit down, when she saw something that turned her blood cold. She started to scream, but clamped her hand over her mouth in horror. No, no, no!

On their bench, where they had just begun their new adventure, were large splatters of bright red blood. Yaz's eyes widened in alarm. No, no that couldn't be…

Graham was in her ear, trying to bring her back to reality.

'Yaz? Yaz, are you alright?' He exclaimed, alarmed by the young woman's scream, which was followed by silence.

'Blood… there's blood! I don't know… I can't… The Doctor…' She was clearly in shock, trying to comprehend what she was seeing. 'Graham, I think she's been kidnapped!'