A/N: Super bumper jumbo extended chapter!

Chapter 10: This Is Gallifrey

With his mind swirling in a haze of confusion, self-loathing and pure guilt from what had just happened, the Doctor arrived back at their quarters at 3am, closing the door just in time for Jack to come out of one of the side rooms, spot him, and rush forward.

'Doc, been looking for you everywhere,' Jack said breathlessly.

'Why?'

'Leah's woken up, think it was some kinda nightmare. She won't stop crying. She's pretty hysterical and she's woken up Theo, who's gone crazy. You talk to Leah and I'll sort out Theo.'

The Doctor nodded, immediately dispensing with his self-absorbed thoughts and running to Leah's room, where she was sitting on the bed in the fetal position, hugging Floppy the rabbit with tears streaming down her face. The feeling in his chest that was his daughter seized up a little. In his own haze of emotion in the past ten minutes he hadn't even felt her distress.

'Leah?' the Doctor said, moving to her.

'D-daddy,' she said, reaching up to him desperately while still clinging onto Floppy with all her might.

The Doctor sat on the bed beside her, reaching to hug her and kiss her forehead. 'Bad dream?'

She nodded against his chest.

'What happened?'

'M-mummy.'

'You dreamt of Mum?'

'Yeah.'

'What happened?'

'She was st-standing there st-staring at me l-looking … all ... all sad. Then she started t-to t-turn black like tar and she … and she melted and she was screaming at m-me and I couldn't m-move.'

Alarm bells immediately clanged in the Doctor's head. This, he thought, was how Lanwa's disease started. Got into your dreams, and slowly took over your head. Could have just been a nightmare, he supposed, but these days he couldn't take that for granted.

'Hold on, let me just check,' he said, reaching to her temple to check the state of her psyche. He carefully waded his way through the frightened little girl's mind, checking every area for anything abnormal. When his check was over, he moved his fingers away from her temple, brushing back her hair and wiping away a tear with his thumb. 'Did anything else happen? Like a voice or someone else there? Or did she say anything?'

'She said … she said sh-she was coming to g-get me.'

'Okay.'

'I d-don't wanna d-die,' Leah gasped, her voice breaking through her tears.

A shiver shot up his spine at her words. 'Why would you say that?'

'Cos that's h-how it st-starts, isn't it?' she asked, barely above a whisper. 'The d-disease gets into your n-nightmares and then it t-takes you over and it e-eats you up.'

He paused at her words. Gone were the days he could have just assured her it'd be okay. She was too old, too smart, and knew far too much for that. She'd worked it out - probably just as fast as he had.

'There's always a possibility,' he started, increasing his grip on her. 'But sometimes a nightmare is just a nightmare. Your psyche looks okay. Besides, it needs to infect me before it can infect you, and I'm extremely difficult to get into.'

'So I'm n-not gonna d-die?'

The Doctor pulled back to looked at her, cupping her chin and gazing into her big blue Tyler-esque eyes. 'Listen. There's absolutely nothing in this Universe or any other that's going to get through me to you. I won't let it. Got it?'

She nodded, but she was still crying. He kissed her again, and held her protectively.

'I wanna g-go home,' Leah choked out. 'I w-want the T-Tardis.'

'So do I,' the Doctor agreed, the cogs in his brain whirring as he considered his next move. 'Not long. Just something I need to do first, then we can go and get this cure.'

She nodded again and immediately the connection to her inside him perked up a little, with Leah far less upset. For quite a while they just sat there holding each other.

His mind churned as he left Leah to play, giving her expressed instructions to find him if she needed him. He walked back into the main area where Jack was making tea.

'Finally managed to get Theo to sleep,' Jack said. 'That kid's got a syndrome, and it's whatever you've got. Is Leah okay?'

The Doctor looked at him, his mind still racing. 'Yeah.'

'Was I right? Nightmare?'

'Yeah.'

'What about?'

'Rose.'

'And Leah's happy now?'

'Yeah.'

'So why are you looking at me like that?' he asked, frowning.

The Doctor didn't answer immediately as his whirling brain reluctantly made the logical conclusion he'd been completely dreading for days. He beckoned Jack and led him into his room, briefly checking for Leah or Theo lingering before shutting the door.

'This ain't filling me with confidence,' Jack muttered, glancing at the closed door.

The Doctor ignored him, dropping onto the bed and running his hand through his hair. He took a breath, and suddenly found himself shaking.

That alarmed Jack. 'Jesus, is Leah okay?' he asked quickly, poised to rush out of the door.

'No,' the Doctor moaned, his voice so distant and tortured it made Jack panic even more.

'Doctor!?' he asked, alarmed.

The Doctor's eyes disconnected from his. To Jack's complete shock, he looked like he was about to cry. 'Jack … she …'

He trailed off, struggling to speak.

Jack stooped to lean over him. 'Doc. Tell me what's happened,' he demanded.

'She's … infected.'

Jack stared at him, horrified. 'With Lanwa's disease?'

'Yeah ...'

'But… she can't be.'

'Leah just had a nightmare with the Lanwa in it, and when I checked her psyche there was something in there I didn't recognise. It's … it's inside her, Jack. Just a blip, like an egg its laid.'

'But you said it couldn't get to her without going through you … you said you had to be taken over first!'

'Then it's already happened.'

'You're infected!?'

'I was always infected … it's now activated,' he croaked, finding his words were increasingly hard to get out. 'It's gone from dormant to active in me without me knowing and now it's got Leah and it's probably going to try and get Theo.'

Jack swore, very loudly and precisely. 'Does Leah know she's infected?'

'No. I told her there was no sign of it in her. She believed me. And don't you dare tell her otherwise.'

Jack swore for the second time. 'So how long!?'

'Three months … Maybe two. Maybe one …'

'Jesus, we need to move. We need to get to Tuvala right now!'

The Doctor finally looked at him. He felt strangely empty. Knowing full well that Tuvala was a suicide mission while also knowing if he didn't try his entire family were going to be subject to an even worse fate had suddenly made it all so easy. So simple. Ridiculously simple.

'We've got to get the Tardis ready. She needs to be turned into a battle Tardis. For that, we need Millennia - she's got a gift for temporal engineering. You and me can handle the mechanics but she'll need to tell us what to do and write the programs. I'll need Leah to research everything she can about split space, and Torchwood, with Martha, need to find some way of letting me, Leah, and Theo have dreamless sleeps. It won't stop it, but it'll delay it a bit.'

'I'll handle Torchwood,' Jack said. 'You work out how we're gonna save Millennia and I'll follow your cue. We gotta be outta here as fast as possible. You go talk to Millennia and I'll call Martha.'

The Doctor nodded. 'Be right back.'

Feeling a million miles from where he had been just twenty minutes previously, the Doctor went straight to the Celene, but found it was empty. Millennia wasn't waiting for him this time.

'Millennia,' he said, approaching the aether.

She didn't appear.

'Millennia, I'm sorry I ran out,' he tried again. 'Please can we talk?'

Nothing happened.

'Please, Millennia.'

Finally, after a long, lingering pause, she swelled into existence with a wash of digital information. She looked like she'd only just stopped crying.

'Thank you, please hear me out,' the Doctor said quickly before she could change her mind and disappear. 'I'm sorry for what happened. You caught me off guard. I panicked and I ran.'

'It was my fault ... I shouldn't have done it,' she said quietly.

'No, it's my fault. I didn't tell you everything, and that's not fair on you,' he said honestly, gazing into her eyes. 'I've got some secrets and before we do this, I need to tell you them.'

She shook her head, wiping at her eyes. 'Don't bother. I don't care. Secrets are secrets.'

'Yes, you will care,' he said shortly.

'Why would I care when we're the only two left?' she asked, confused. 'Whatever you've done I don't mind, honestly. It doesn't need to be said.'

'You need to hear it, because I don't know if you'll even want to come with me once I've told you what I did.'

She frowned, confused. 'But …'

'First … Rose. She's my wife. I'm bonded to her. The kids are hers,' the Doctor said.

'Oh,' Millennia muttered, clearly a little winded at that.

'Second … the Time War. I … Well, I fought, and I killed so many people, Millennia.'

'It was a war, Nei'Veeto,' she replied softly. 'You were a soldier.'

'But it's even worse than that,' the Doctor said quietly, shaking his head with his eyes disconnecting from hers.

'What?'

The Doctor hesitated, scratching the back of his head awkwardly. Despite having psyched himself up to say it on the way to the Celene, suddenly when face-to-face with her innocent, beautiful gaze, the words wouldn't come out.

'It's okay,' she said softly.

He finally looked up at her, but his emotions were beginning to get the better of him as he felt himself start to shake ever so slightly.

'You were caught? Prisoner of War?' she prompted. 'Whatever they did to you, it's okay.'

'It's not that,' he murmured.

'Then what?'

'The war got so bad … it turned into complete hell. The Daleks were out of control. Gallifrey was out of control. The whole universe was about to be destroyed. It was … It was ended by one person activating the most deadly weapon from the Forbidden Archives. They detonated it, and the entirety of Gallifrey was wiped out, along with the Daleks. They're the reason we're the only ones left. They killed everyone.'

Millennia froze, staring at him in horror. 'One person destroyed Gallifrey?'

'... Yes.'

'And killed everyone?'

'Yes.'

For a moment, she said nothing. Then, her entire face fell into complete heartbreak and anguish. She knew immediately what he was inferring. 'Oh, Nei'Veeto, what did you do?' she croaked.

'I'm so sorry,' was all he managed.

'You … killed everyone.'

'I know. I don't expect your forgiveness. I haven't forgiven myself,' the Doctor said.

She didn't answer that. '... How did you survive?' she asked, an edge of harshness to her voice.

'I don't know. I thought I'd die. But I wasn't that lucky.'

'You wanted to die?'

'Yes. I pressed that button expecting to die. But I didn't. I'm still here. Don't think I was happy about it.'

'But you destroyed the Daleks.'

'Yes.'

'And you sacrificed our people to kill them.'

'Yes.'

She thought about that for a very long time, wrapped in silence. She had stopped grieving, and now she looked almost enraged.

'Millennia,' he prompted. 'I will save you. I promise I'll get you back in a body first. Then it's up to you. I'll take you anywhere you want.'

'Where have I got to go?' she asked seriously, her eyebrows lowering as she spat out her next words, 'you've killed everyone and everything I ever knew.'

'I know,' he acknowledged, heavy hearted. 'I'll walk away if you want me to. Just tell me to go. I will.'

She swallowed, and looked directly into his eyes. The anger had spontaneously receded. She was now so heartbroken. '... But how could I ever let you walk away?'

He hesitated at her words. He didn't know what to say to that.

'Hundreds of years, and I can't hate you,' she mused. 'You killed everyone and I still can't hate you. Why can't I hate you?'

'Beats me, because I hate myself.'

Her face fell. Another long pause. '... Why are you telling me all this?'

'Because you needed to know,' the Doctor replied. 'Because you deserve it. Because I need your help and I'm not going to ask for it while I'm lying through my teeth.'

Yet more silence. More unspoken emotion.

'... What would you need me to do?' she eventually asked.

'You know I need to go into split space to get the cure for Lanwa's disease, and I don't have a clue how to start modifying the Tardis.'

'So you want me to help you program your Tardis,' she summarised.

'Yes. And I know it's ridiculous.'

She sighed, her face falling. 'You must know that nothing is gonna prepare you or your Tardis for split space. Not even me. Rose is dead.'

'I don't have a choice. Because if she's dead, then so am I.'

'What?'

'The disease has triggered in me. It's already spread to my daughter. She's got a few months, if that,' he confessed. 'It'll take my boy next and he's so young he won't last more than a few weeks.'

Millennia stiffened, shocked. 'You … you're all dying?'

'Yes. If I don't do something my entire family are going to be wiped out. If split space doesn't kill me, the disease will.'

'Oh, Nei'Veeto,' she moaned, her head dropping into her hand. He let her just think for a moment as she pinched the bridge of her nose, staring at the floor.

'This isn't any sort of deal,' the Doctor said quickly. 'Just because I get you into your body, you don't have to help me. You can walk away at any time.'

More silence.

She finally looked up, straight into his eyes. 'Okay,' she said eventually. 'I'll help you.'

The Doctor suddenly felt himself loosen up and relax, not even realising how tense he'd been. 'Thank you, Millennia. You've got no idea how much you …'

'What do you need from me?' she interrupted.

He rapidly refocused. 'First, I need to get you into your body. Give me everything you've got on maps of the restricted levels and access systems. I'll make a plan and we'll do this tomorrow night.'

She nodded. 'I'll get everything together and transmit it to you through the data terminal in your quarters.'

'Got it,' he replied.

Without any further word, she vanished.

He walked back to the lift and headed back to their quarters as his brain mulled over the gargantuan task ahead.

Step one: save Millennia. Step two: modify the TARDIS. Step three: save Rose.

It was a short list, but saving Millennia seemed to be the only thing that was vaguely doable. Sure, he'd have to force his way through multiple complex security systems, avoid the robots, hack a sophisticated mainframe and (somehow) guide Millennia's probably disorientated body back through all of the security to the exit before legging it through yet more security back to the TARDIS. But at least it was realistically possible. The other two weren't.

He was so deep in thought that he barely noticed when the lift suddenly slowed, and came to a halt.

'Stopping at floor 512, maternity,' Panacea said as the lift doors opened to reveal a familiar face.

'Jinu,' the Doctor realised, registering the pregnant jarginian he'd met several times before.

Jinu smiled. 'Hello, again!' She stepped inside the lift, and the doors closed before they started to move, continuing towards their living area. 'How are you?'

'Good, thanks,' the Doctor lied with dazzling confidence.

'Where have you been? Sort of late for your species, isn't it?'

'Just taking a walk,' he dismissed.

'What's on your arm?' Jinu asked, looking at the exotronic. He raised it to present the device to her.

'Exotronic,' he said. 'Mobility aid.'

'You can move it again,' Jinu realised, experimentally touching the sleek and shining metal. 'That's incredible. Wow! Panacea is amazing.'

'Yeah,' the Doctor agreed quietly, and looked at her gills. 'Still no spawn, yet?'

She winced. 'Just had a false alarm.'

He nodded. 'Sorry,' he said.

'Not your fault,' she joked, still smiling.

'That makes a change,' the Doctor mused under his breath.

'Oh, you'll never believe it, apparently someone won the Pleaneas games and gifted me free medical treatment for my stay,' Jinu said happily.

The Doctor smiled. 'That's lucky. Congratulations!'

'Thanks!' Jinu said appreciatively. 'I was so worried that I was going to have to leave before the spawn arrived. This place is amazing, but it's so expensive. Sort of odd how it just arrived though. Came through the door, Panacea sais it's from a "friend", and that was it.'

'Your estimated journey time is a further 46 seconds,' Panacea's disembodied voice said,.

'Well, the universe is very strange,' the Doctor commented, shrugging innocently.

Jinu nodded, before she suddenly winced a little, catching herself on the wall of the lift as she raised a hand to her chest.

'Okay?' the Doctor asked with concern, moving forward to take her hand and support her.

'Sorry, Panacea said I'd get some twinges in the next few hours but it doesn't mean anything,' she said through a couple of strained pants.

The Doctor frowned. 'Did you say you were on your own?'

'Yes.'

'Why don't you come and stay with us? Just until morning,' the Doctor suggested. 'We're all up anyway. Just in case.'

'Oh, that would be nice. Thank you,' she said, smiling appreciatively.

'That's okay. I'll just let my friend know,' the Doctor said, raising his infowatch and tapping to contact Jack. The device bleeped and the screen immediately turned black. The Doctor tapped it with his finger, but it didn't elicit a response.

'Not working,' he said, quickly pulling out the sonic and running it over the device. 'Nope, nothing.'

'Try mine,' Jinu offered, presenting her humanoid-like fin where her infowatch was strapped. He did, tapping and sonicking it briefly before shaking his head as the same black screen appeared. 'That's gone too.'

'Maybe the system's gone down?' Jinu wondered.

'Maybe,' the Doctor said, checking the screen in the lift. 'But if that was right, then these screens would go out too. We wouldn't even be moving.'

Right on cue, the lift suddenly abruptly jolted to a stop, sending both of them crashing into the floor with quite a thump as the small space plunged into darkness. The Doctor was up immediately, pulling out his torch and moving to Jinu.

'You okay?' he asked, checking the state of her spawn through the colour of her gills.

'Yes,' she gasped.

He shone his torch around the lift, checking every corner. He tested the doors, but they weren't moving.

'Lift's stuck,' he said, and moved to the panel. He reached out, the finger of his exotronic connecting with the button.

There was suddenly a very ominous shriek, akin to a piece of metal being forcibly bent in a press. Before the Doctor could conceive of what it could be, there was a bang, a flash, a shot of fire up his exotronic arm and almost simultaneously he was thrown bodily away from the panel. He smashed into the lift ceiling, and passed out.

The Doctor's vision swirled slowly into focus, where he could see the outline of a humanoid looking down at him, with the light pulsating and the image ebbing in and out. It took him some time until he realised he recognised the face - it was Rose, staring down at him.

'Rose,' he gasped, unable to move.

She then slowly reached forward, and extended her fingers to form a V shape. She glided her hand towards him, straight to his eyes.

'Rose,' he moaned as the sharp nails of her fingers slowly but steadily travelled to his eye sockets. 'Please …'

She just smiled, with the light still flashing on and off in a strobe effect. The fingers travelled ever closer, nearer …

She stabbed him in the eyes. He shrieked, still unable to move …

Suddenly the force disappeared and he was left with an extremely blurry view of the inside of the lift, with a smudged figure that could only be Jinu next to him.

'Oh kintakis,' you're alive!' she said, shocked. 'You're bleeding! Are you okay?'

His vision still wasn't straightening out as he reached up to his face, running his fingers over a slight dampness he could feel on his cheeks. Even through the haze, he could see the stain of blood as a result. He was bleeding from his eyes.

The disease has taken advantage of his unconscious state, he realised, and had progressed extremely fast. It was now going to start disabling him, piece by piece.

'I'm fine, don't worry about me,' he said, forcing himself to sit up and look at her. Her gills were now lit up in a very ferocious blue. She had gone into labour, he realised.

'I thought you were dead,' she sobbed.

'Not yet,' he assured her, using the rails to get to his feet. He shuffled towards her, his limbs feeling like mush. 'Is help on the way?'

She shook her head, crying.

'Any word from Panacea?'

'No …'

'You're in labour,' he said. 'Are you in the second phase yet?'

'Not yet ...'

The Doctor's mind rushed as he wiped at his eyes again. His vision was a little better, but they were still bleeding. 'Panacea?' he called out.

Nothing.

'She can't hear us!' Jinu wailed.

He looked at their surroundings. He didn't dare try the panel again, so he instead checked what other resources there were. Not much.

'It's okay,' the Doctor said quickly, stooping to her. 'Have you got your water pack to get a few breaths?'

She nodded, gesturing to her bag, which had ended up on the floor. At her invitation he opened it, and through narrowed, focused eyes he brought out the small white device shaped a little like a hip flask. He quickly found the accompanying attachment and twisted them together before handing it over. She gratefully inhaled the water vapours.

'Nice and slow,' he said. She took a few measured breaths as instructed.

'I'm sorry,' she gasped.

'It's okay. Don't worry, they'll have noticed us. They're working on it. We'll be out before you know it.'

'I can't spawn in here … Freja is going to suffocate if she's not born in water!'

'You're not in the second phase yet - plenty of time,' he assured her. 'Freja will be fine. We've just got a bit of time to kill, that's all. Ever played Twenty Questions?'

He led a conversation with her for the next twenty minutes, during which time he'd managed to calm her down. By the end, even he was wondering if anyone had actually noticed them. There had been no communication from Panacea, or even any sign of electrical life in any piece of technology. Numerous attempts to contact Jack had failed. But the immortal had to be wondering where he was by now, surely?

Jinu's labour had progressed to the second stage, and it was becoming increasingly clear that he needed to come up with a plan B. His knowledge of jarginian spawning was somewhat limited, but he knew the behaviours and birth cycles of fish. Her spawn needed to be born in water. He already knew exactly where to get the water - the tank that had been powering the lift. The good news was that there'd be a backup power system to get the lift moving again even if he drained it all, but the bad news was if he filled the lift with water he was going to drown. There was also going to be the problem that not having controlled water content that matched the environment she was currently in might shock Freja and kill her.

Soon events decided the outcome for him - another five minutes trickled by, and Jinu entered stage three. Freja was imminent.

'Okay, she's going to have to be spawned in here,' the Doctor announced, getting to his feet and pulling out the sonic.

'But she can't,' Jinu whined.

'She can - there's a water tank powering the lift, I can flood us and she can be spawned in here if I can adjust the water content levels,' he explained. 'I've just got to find the access point.'

'But you're not water breathing … Are you?' Jinu pointed out, terrified.

'Not as such,' he admitted, still scanning the lift for some sign of where the water tank could be accessed, but his vision was making that a little difficult. 'But don't worry, I've got an award for holding my breath. Can you see any sort of movable panel in the wall? Maybe with a lock on it?'

'Over there,' she breathed, pointing to his right. He looked over and saw exactly what he'd been searching for. He moved forward, sonicked the lock, and pulled it to reveal the opening to the water tank. He'd been vaguely hoping for a valve system so he could close it again to allow himself some breathing space at the top of the lift, but instead found an electronic system panel which he'd have to completely break. Once he did that, there'd be no going back.

Without hesitating, he sonicked the panel. Immediately the seal broke, and the water began to pour out quite rapidly.

'Okay, get into position,' the Doctor instructed, his converse already drenched. He knelt next to her, retrieved her water pack and handed it back. 'Remember, nice and even. I'll sort out everything else, just focus on Freja.'

'Okay,' Jinu moaned.

He darted back to the water tank, producing the sonic again and quickly adjusting to the appropriate setting before buzzing directly at the opening. He was somewhat bewildered that he had thought to program a rudimentary pH agitator to the sonic on a very long, lonely night.

For Freja to be spawned safely, he needed to make the quality, pH, and temperature levels as close as possible to the environment Freja was currently in inside her mother. He wouldn't be able to do much about the temperature, but the quality would already be pretty good already, and the pH he could at least vaguely get to the right area. He had to hope it would be enough.

He kept buzzing as the water kept filling, and Jinu kept crying out. The water crept up the sides of the lift, rapidly swallowing up Jinu's screams to underwater bubbles. He maintained his position, eventually having to grab the rail with his exotronic to push himself up. He caught his last breath of air before the lift was completely filled, and he propelled himself to turn back to Jinu.

She was waving at him, looking desperate. He shoved the sonic between his teeth and pushed himself forward, immediately registered the problem. Freja had arrived, but she was now floating near her mother, jerking around. He reached her, and took the little girl in his arms. Her breathing pattern wasn't very regular. She had to be in shock from the sudden temperature change, he determined.

He had nothing else he could do. He placed her carefully in-between his floating coat and chest, trying to give her the aid of his body temperature. Extremely slowly but very surely, he felt Freja stop jerking and start breathing normally again, with a better heart rate. A few more minutes, and he felt satisfied enough to open his coat to allow Freja to head back to her mother.

For a moment, she lingered, as if unwilling to leave him. Jinu move to her instead, smiling so widely as mother and daughter united.

The Doctor, now underwater for roughly fifteen minutes, was running out of breath. He couldn't use his respiratory bypass for fear of passing out - if he did, the Lanwa's disease could completely blind him this time. He had to hold onto his breath for as long as he possibly could.

When Jinu swam forward to hug him and thank him, she quickly realised the danger he was now in too. She tried to open the doors and pressed some keys on the panel, but it elicited absolutely nothing. She started panicking again, swimming around trying to find something to help him.

He couldn't hold onto his breath. He lost control and took in water, which immediately made him lurch and cough as he began to drown. He didn't have any choice now. He flipped on his respiratory bypass - salvaging just a little bit longer to try and get some way of staying alive.

There was truly nothing in his surroundings that could help. He resorted instead to swimming to the panel and checking it again. It was still dead.

More out of rising frustration than logic, he decided to raise his exotronic fist and slam it into the metal. The exceptional force - even dampened by water - broke the entire thing in two, but otherwise seemed to do nothing.

He propelled to the doors next and laid another punch to the crease where they met. They bulged a little, but remained resolute. He tried again, and again, and again. Pretty soon it became apparent that the doors were against something very, very solid, and they weren't going to move.

Out of ideas, he spun back to Jinu.

She looked so sad.

He hadn't any way of warning her about regeneration. Not that it was going to happen. If he regenerated, the Lanwa's disease would completely take him over. Using his body, it would infect Leah and Theo, steal his TARDIS, and spread across every lifeform it possibly could over the universe in the true age of extinction.

He refused to regenerate into that.

Jinu held him, comforting him, as they both simultaneously realised his fate. He was going to die within the next thirty seconds and there was nothing either of them could do about it.

Those thirty seconds ticked by mockingly slowly.

His respiratory bypass failed, and he took on more water. His lungs filled, and despite his mortality screaming and Time Lord biology desperately trying to save him, he drowned.