After telling Gwyneth what she had to do, they made their way to a large table, forming a circle. "Come on, we must all join hands."

"I can't take part in this." Rose shifted unhappily.

The Doctor rolled his eyes. "Humbug. Come on, keep an open mind."

"This is precisely the sort of cheap mummery I strive to unmask. Séances? Nothing but luminous tambourines and a squeeze box concealed between the knees. This girl knows nothing!" He pointed at Gwyneth. Gwyneth felt embarrassed at his outburst but continued on with what she was doing.

"Now, don't antagonize her. Love a happy medium. Come on, we might need you." Charles sighed before getting up, choosing to take a seat by Piper and taking her hand. "Good man. Now, Gwyneth, reach out."

Gwyneth's eyes flickered up towards the ceiling. "Are you there? Spirits, come. Speak to us that we may relive your burden."

"Can you hear that?" Rose whispered. It was the whisperings they had heard from earlier. The feeling of wrongness returned and Piper didn't like it. She didn't know what, but something just wasn't right here.

"I can feel them. I can see them." Gwyneth raised her head. Gas began to drift around them.

"What's it saying?"

"They can't get through the rift. Gwyneth, it's not controlling you, you're controlling it." He turned to her. "Now, look deep and allow them through."

Gwyneth closed her eyes. "I can't."

"Yes, you can. You can do it. I have faith in you. Now, make the link."

They watched as she did as she was told. "Yes," she said. A faint blue outline formed behind her.

"Great God! Spirits from the other side!" Sneed gasped.

"The other side of the universe," the Doctor corrected him.

The forms as well as Gwyneth began to speak. They sounded a lot like children. "Pity us, pity the Gelth. There is so little time. Help us."

"What do you want us to do?"

"The rift. Take the girl to the rift. Make the bridge."

"What for?"

"We are so very few. The last of our kind. We face extinction."

"Why? What happened?"

Once we had a physical form but then the war came."

"War? What war?" Charles asked, confused.

"The Time war." The Doctor's face turned dark and unreadable. Piper thought she saw a flash of sorrow and possible guilt before it vanished but she couldn't be sure. She wanted to reach out and comfort him but didn't.

"The whole universe convulsed. The Time war raged. Invisible to smaller species but devastating to higher forms. Our bodies wasted away. We are trapped in this gaseous state."

"So that's why you need the corpses," his eyes widened as he connected the dots.

"We want to stand tall again. We want to live again. We need a physical form and you're dead are abandoned. They're going to waste. Give them to us!"

"But we can't," Rose piped up suddenly.

The Doctor's head snapped in her direction. "Why not?"

"Cause it's not...I mean, it's not..." she struggled to find words.

"Not what? Not decent? Not polite? It could save their lives." He replied coldly.

"Open the rift and let us through. We're dying. Help us. Pity the Gelth," it said before disappearing again. Gwyneth collapsed on the table, leaving Rose to rush towards her.

"It's true. It's all true." Charles said, stunned as Rose tried to wake the girl up.

"Are you okay?" Rose asked her softly.

While the Doctor insisted that Gwyneth let them in through the rift, Rose insisted that they leave her alone, that she shouldn't...wasn't going to do it. Gwyneth herself, watched as the two argued back and forth until she finally interrupted them. Piper, on the other hand, hadn't been listening. She'd long since zoned out, thinking about what the Gelth had told them. She had a sinking feeling that there was more to the story than what they'd said. But if so, why? Why hide it? "We can't give them the bodies!" Rose argued forcefully. How could he think about disrespecting the people that died by giving their bodies to someone else?

"Yes, I can." He retorted.

"But it's wrong! They were living people and deserve respect." She looked at Piper pleadingly. "Piper, tell him!"

Piper looked at Rose carefully. Rose trusted her instincts. She wanted to know what she thought about it cause nine time out of ten, she was right. If Piper thought it was a good idea, then she would go along with it. Piper thought for a moment. "I don't trust them," she said suddenly.

Rose turned to face him triumphantly. "See? Even she doesn't agree! I trust Piper. Her instincts have never let us down. She's never wrong!"

"I have a feeling they're not telling us everything. I think there's more to the story than what they told us, and I wanna know what. Something's not right here and I can feel it. I don't think we should be so quick to help them until we know everything." Piper knelt down by the girl. Ultimately, she knew it had to be Gwyneth's decision, whether or not they trusted the Gelth. "Unfortunately," she continued, making the others turn to her. "It's Gwyneth's choice. Whether or not we trust them, in the end, it's still Gwyneth's choice."

Rose looked down, knowing full well she was right. "But you don't understand what's going on."

"It's very clear in you're head, miss. You think I'm stupid."

"That's not fair."

"It's true though. Things may be different where you're from but here and now, I know my own mind. The Angels need me-" She turned to Piper.

"They're not Angels," Piper stated almost tonelessly. "Angels are warriors of God. We're soldiers. They're not Angels." Her tone was borderline aggressive and it seemed as if she were in some kind of trance but snapped out of it. The Doctor, Rose and Gwyneth all eyed her cautiously. The Doctor's eyes narrowed at her words. What was that all about? Angels being warriors? She wasn't a soldier.

Gwyneth wanted to say something but decided against it at the look she was sporting. "Thank you for sticking up for me, Piper. You're a true friend. You have a big heart. Don't lose it." She turned to the Doctor. "I have made my decision. What do I have to do Doctor?"

"You don't have to do anything," he said simply.

"They've been singing to me since I was a child. So tell me."

"This house was built on a weak spot. We need to find the rift." He turned to Sneed. "Where's the weakest spot in the house?"

"The morgue," he answered.

"No chance you were gonna say gazebo, was there?" Rose muttered. Piper shivered as they made their way to the basement. It was cold and the place was filled with corpses hidden under white sheets. "But the thing is though, Doctor. They don't succeed. I know they don't. I'm living proof of that. I know for a fact there weren't any corpses walking around in 1869."

"Time's in flux. Your cosy little world can be rewritten just like that," he snapped his fingers to emphasis. "Nothing is safe. Remember that."

"The room's getting colder," Piper said, shivering. There was a gas lamp by the door. The Gelth appeared from the lamp. A thought made Piper laugh suddenly. The others looked at her in confusion. "I just realized something," she told them smirking.

"Realized what?" Rose asked.

"The Gelth come out of the lamps right? They basically use them to show themselves."

"So?"

"Well...it's a bit like Aladdin. You rub the lamp and something comes out."

The Doctor laughed at this. "I didn't think of that," he said.

Rose smirked. "Trust you to come out with something like that at a time like this."

Piper shrugged. "Someone has to."

"You've come to help. Praise the Doctor. Praise him."

"Promise you won't hurt her." Rose called.

"Hurry! Please, so little time. Pity the Gelth."

Piper's eyes widened as she realized that they hadn't promised about not hurting her. She quickly calculated what it would take to bring them across, energy that Gwyneth might not be able to get back. It could kill her! She grabbed the Doctor's arm as he moved towards them. He looked at her. "Doctor! They didn't promise about her not getting hurt! This is gonna take too much energy from Gwyneth to bring them across, energy she won't be able to get back. This'll kill her!" The Doctor froze as he thought about it. For a second, she thought he might change his mind, find another way to help them. But he shook his head and walked towards them. Piper was stunned. Was he serious?! She had JUST told him it was gonna KILL Gwyneth and he was still going through with it? Unbelievable!

"I'll take you somewhere else after the transfer. Somewhere you can build properly. This isn't permenant, alright?"

"My Angels. I can help them live."

"They're NOT Angels," Piper hissed. "Stop calling them that!" She was ignored.

"Where's the weak point?"

"Beneath the arch." Gwyneth moved slowly to stand underneath it. Piper looked at her sadly, pretty sure she knew what was going to happen. She took the opportunity to move to her, enveloping her into one last hug. She moved to whisper in her ear quietly. "I'm sorry, Gwyneth. Sorry for what's about to happen."

Gwyneth looked confused at her words but hugged her back anyway. Rose couldn't help but try one last time. She looked at Piper's heartbroken face and her heart sank. "You don't have to do this," she tried. The Doctor pulled her away as Gwyneth made the connection.

"My Angels."

"Not Angels."

"Establish the bridge! Let us through!"

"Yes, I can see you. I can see you. Come! Come to me poor lost souls. Come to this world."

"It has begun. The bridge is made," the Gelth said. Gwyneth's mouth opened as gas began to pour out. The floated to the bodies. And that was then Piper knew they had been lying. They had said they were few in number and yet, there were a lot of them. "She has given herself to the Gelth. The bridge is open. We descend." Suddenly, the blue around the Gelth disappeared only to be replaced by red. It's voice grew hard and cold. All in all, it looked and sounded like a Demon. "The Gelth will come through in force."

Charles stepped back, coughing. "You said you were few in number," he pointed out.

"A few billion. And all in need of corpses."

"Son of a bitch!"

Sneed walked up to Gwyneth. "Gwyneth, stop this. Listen to you're master! This has gone far enough. Stop this child and leave these things alone. I beg you-" Rose yelled as a corpse grabbed him from behind and snapped his neck. A Gelth entered him.

"I think it's gone a little wrong."

"Ya think? I told you this was a bad idea, that they couldn't be trusted! Next time, maybe you'll listen to me when I say don't," Piper snapped furiously.

"I have joined the legion of the Gelth. Come, march with us," the Gelth using Sneed's body said.

"Oh Lord," Charles said backing away in fear.

"We need bodies. All of you, dead. The human race. Dead."

"Gwyneth, stop them. Send them back now!"

"Four more bodies. Convert them. Make them vessels for the Gelth." The Doctor grabbed Piper and Rose's hands, dragging them through a metal gate, leaving Charles to leave the room. "Give yourself to glory. Sacrifice yourselves to the Gelth," they demanded.

"I don't think so!" Piper said darkly.

"I trusted you! I pitied you!" The Doctor yelled.

"We don't want your pity! We want this world and all it's flesh."

"Over my dead body."

"Not while I'm alive!" The Doctor vowed.

"Then live no more," they snarled.

"But we can't die. We haven't even been born yet it's impossible for us to die! Isn't it?" Rose panicked.

The Doctor looked at her sadly. "I'm sorry."

"But it's 1869. How can we die now?"

"Time's not a straight line. You can be born in one century and die in another. And it's all my fault. I brought you both here."

"It's not you're fault. We wanted to come."

"What about me? I've seen everything. Now I'm gonna die in a dungeon...in Cardiff."

"It's not just dying. It's becoming one of them. Go down fighting yeah? All together?"

"Yeah," Piper said softly, grabbing hold of Rose's hand while the Doctor grabbed hers.

"I'm so glad I met you two," he said looking at Piper then at Rose. He could feel that warm feeling from before.

"Us too."

Suddenly, Charles walked back into the room. "Charlie, what are you doing?!" Piper called, not noticing the raised eyebrows she was getting from the other two.

"Charlie?" Rose mouthed to the Doctor who shrugged.

"Turn it all on. Flood the place." He ran to one of the lamps and turned it on.

"Brilliant. Gas."

Charles turn to look at him. "Am I correct, Doctor?"

"So we choke to death instead?" Rose snapped,

"Fill the room with gas and it'll draw them out of the host," he laughed excitedly. "Like poison from a wound."

The corpses began to make their way to Charles, seeing him as a new body and a threat. "I hope, oh Lord. I hope this theory will be validated soon if not immediately."

"Plenty more where that came from!" The Doctor grabbed a nearby pipe and pulled it, forcing the Gelth out of the bodies. The Doctor used this as an opportunity to run to Gwyneth. "Gwyneth, send them back. Their lying. They're not Angels!"

But she didn't believe them. Her raised hands fell to her side and she looked at them like she didn't believe him. "Liars," she said softly.

"Look at me. If your parents could see this, they'd tell you the same. Now send them back!"

"I can't breathe," Rose gasped.

"Charles, get them out."

"No, I'm not leaving her!" Rose yelled.

"They're too strong."

"Remember that world you saw, their world? All those people, none of it will exist unless you send them back through the rift."

"I cant...send them back. But I can hold them. Hold them in this place, hold them here. Get out." She slipped her hand into a pocket and pulled out some matches.

Rose rushed forward but was stopped. "You can't!""

"Rose, Piper, go! I won't leave her while she's still in danger! Now go!"

Rose ran out but Charles waited for Piper, who hadn't moved. She looked at him and smiled. She pushed him gently and said "Go. Trust me, I know what I'm doing." He hesitated, not wanting to leave the girl before doing as she asked. She turned her attention back to the Doctor who was looking at Gwyneth oddly. She watched as his hands went to her neck, checking for a pulse but found none. "I'm sorry."

"How long?"

"I thought I told you to leave."

"You did." She spat coldly. "How. Long?"

"What?"

"Don't play games with me! How long?!"

He spun around at her tone. "How did you know?"

"I told you this would happen but you wouldn't listen. With the amount of them coming through, the force they were putting her through and energy they needed, there was no way in hell she would have survived!"

The Doctor had to admit. He was impressed by her logic. He felt guilty he hadn't listened to her and felt regret. "I'm sorry." He kissed Gwyneth's head as she pulled out a match. He grabbed Piper's arm, dragging her through the house and out the front door. A few seconds later, the house exploded, knocking them both to the ground.

Rose ran to them. "Oh my God. She didn't make it." It wasn't a question it was a statement. Gwyneth had sacrificed herself to save the world.

"I'm sorry. She closed the rift."

"But at such a cost. The poor child." Charles murmured sadly, staring at the flames licking at the house.

"I did try, Rose but Gwyneth was already dead. She had been for at least five minutes."

Rose was confused. She shook her head in denial. "What do you mean?"

"The energy they needed to come to this world, plus the force they used to get through and the amount coming through was what killed her. She was dead the moment she stepped under the arch. That's why I tried to stop the Doctor because I realized that she wouldn't survive." She turned around and walked back to the Tardis. She gave Charles one last hug and a kiss to the cheek which made him blush and smile. "Goodbye Charlie."

"Goodbye."

She walked into the Tardis, heading straight for her room. She was determined that something like that would never happen again. Not if she could help it.