"How's Cara doing?" Rose asked slowly walking inside the younger girl's room. The girl in question, sleeping soundly in her bed; fluffy pink pyjamas on with purple covers and a small brown bear clutched in her hands.

The Doctor sitting on a chair next to her, book in hand, which he closed holding his page with his finger. "Alright, I suppose…Her mind was already strained, but it went into shock, couldn't handle being alone." he said quietly.

"Time Tot's, Timelord's, Gallifreyans; alone is not something that happens. Time Tots are never alone for even a second, even if their on another planet." The Doctor mused. "Obviously this was different, but…the shock to her system was extreme." he said rubbing his eye. "It's a wonder she lasted five seconds, let alone five hours." he mumbled.

"She's strong." Rose said after a few seconds of silence. "She'll be alright."

"It's my fault. I should have done something different. I should-I shouldn't have risked…" the Doctor sighed, scratching his ear. "I shouldn't have risked her."

Rose sighed, shuffling her feet, not entirely sure what to say. "Come on," she said gesturing to outside. "Maybe we can find a nice quiet place at stop at for a little while. Till she's better." Rose suggested, looking around the room. "Maybe," she said glancing at a small row of flowers that rested on Cara's desk. "Maybe a flower field of something?"

Despite her namesake, Rose wasn't all that fond of flowers, but Cara seemed to have an appreciated of plants and nature, by how well cared her plants were. Lush, bright little pink flower buds, just starting to bloom.

The Doctor paused, following her gaze, looking back at her. He had been surprised to see Rose's odd concern and overall behaviour change to Cara, but nevertheless decided to cautiously accept it, for now. He could worry about it later. "Alright."

"What about," the Doctor said, pressing a few buttons on the console. "Keukuh? Planet that orbits the Tukr galaxy, has fifty moons with giant bees and purple flowers that excrete giggle pollen?" the Doctor suggested thoughtfully.

"Sounds good." Mickey agreed. "Yeah, I think she'l-" Rose started, then a loud bang rang out.

The TARDIS console exploded violently, sparks and flames flying everywhere. Rose let out a scream of surprise, her and Mickey ducking down. The Doctor flying back into his push chair from the force.

The Doctor scrambled to his feet, frantically pressing buttons and turning levers in attempt to operate the console.

"What's happened?!" Rose cried, the feeling of falling causing her gut to curl.

"The time vortex is gone! That's impossible, it's just gone!" the Doctor shouted, the TARDIS hissing, making very un-TARDIS-like noises. "Brace yourself! We're gonna crash!" the Doctor yelled.

The TARDIS slammed onto something. The Doctor, Rose and Mickey slamming hard onto the floor. The usually bright lights turned to darkness, as gas masks fell from the ceiling.

Cara moaned in her sleep, squeezing her pillow tightly. The lightest blue glow illuminating the dark room, emitting from within her. She turned around, the light glowed, before fading into the darkness.

"Everyone all right?" the Doctor asked, slowly. "Rose, Mickey?"

"I'm fine. I'm okay, sorry." Mickey groaned from the other side of the console. The Doctor pulled himself off the floor to the console. "She's dead." he said, as a thin line of smoke started to rise from the console. "The TARDIS is dead." he whispered to himself.

"You can fix it?" Rose asked, surveying the damage. "There's nothing to fix. She's perished." The Doctor said, pulling a lever back and forth, a sort lost look on his face. "The last TARDIS in the universe...extinct."

"We can get help, yeah?" Rose said, sort of determined to be as useful as possible in that moment. "Where from?" the Doctor said softly, shutting his eyes.

"Well, we've landed, we've gotta be somewhere." Rose said reasonably. "We fell out of the vortex, through the void, into nothingness. We're in some sort of no-place... the silent realm... the lost dimension..." the Doctor said, he said opening his eyes; Cara was fine. The TARDIS seemed to have done her best to move all major damage to the main console, in attempt to keep her safe.

"Otherwise known as London!" Mickey laughed, stepping out the TARDIS door, right into 21st century London. "London, England, Earth. Hold on..." Mickey said, walking a little way off, jumping over a low wall, picking a paper out of a dustbin. "First of February this year, not exactly far-flung, is it?"

The Doctor and Rose followed him. Rose looking around, jumping down next to him, glancing at the paper over Mickey's shoulder. The Doctor taking in the sites. "So, this is London."

Mickey nodded. "Yep."
"Your city."
"That's the one."
"Just as we left it."
"Bang on."
"And that includes the zeppelins?"

Rose and Mickey looked up, following the Doctor's gaze up at the sky which was filled with giant silver zeppelins.

"What the hell...?"

She was awake, but asleep at the same time. It was strange, but it was happening…somehow.
She was in her own head, quite literally.

It wasn't what she expected. It wasn't neat, or white or shelves. It was…it was the TARDIS, but different. The colours were wrong. The lights, even the console looked different. The lighting was red, making the gold look like it was burning. The console had buttons and levers, but they were dark and when she tried pushing them, nothing happened. The platforms were tilting, she felt unnaturally unsteady on them.

Different, but the same.

Odd.

Cara walked towards the door, pulling the handle. It didn't move, didn't even creak. She was not dreaming, but she wasn't exactly living this either.

Cara walked to the end of the TARDIS, pulling on the door that led deeper inside her. Nothing again. Cara paced around the console, catching site of a small button that was lightly glowing under a large lever.

Pressing the button a soft light coming over the room. Words thoughts, pictures and images played out like a smooth movie.

Images of her life.

"We're not meant to be here." The Doctor said, rubbing his sore foot, looking around at the darkened TARDIS. "The TARDIS draws its power off the universe, but it's the wrong universe. It's like diesel in a petrol engine."

"But... I've seen it in comics." Mickey said sitting down next to him. "People are hopping from one alternative world to another, it's easy."

"Not in the real world." The Doctor said darkly. "Used to be easy. When the Timelords kept their eye on everything, you could hop between realities, home in time for tea. Then they died, took it all with them. The walls of reality closed, the worlds were sealed. Everything became that bit less kind."

"Then how did we get here?" Mickey asked. The Doctor sighed, rubbing his eyes. "I dunno. Accident? Should've been impossible, now we're trapped." The Doctor sighed again, suddenly, catching a glimpse of a small green light from beneath the console. "What's that?"

"What?"

"That there, is that a reflection?" the Doctor said getting up, glancing up first to check. Mickey following his gaze. "It's not." he mumbled.

The Doctor and Mickey, crouched down staring at it. "It's a light! Is it? Is that a light?" the Doctor said excitedly. "I think that's a light! That's all we need!" he cried, pulling out the grilling on the end of the console. "We've got power! Mickey, we've got power! Ha!"

It was odd, seeing your life being played out in front of you. Like a strangely familiar movie, with all the perfectly accurate details. The first few things were blurs, shapes of people, she counted about four looking over her, laughing, crying. Warm, kind.

The next was darkness, but cold and wet. Warmth again, another blur, then three smaller ones. The blurs began taking shape, the sky, the sun, the grass, people, children eventually began to slowly form, different feeling with each passing one.

Her first home, the second, her first foster family, her second after the first one had decided an older child was a better fit for them. The second, which was crowded and noisy with mean children that would stick gum in the long locks and throw slugs in the bath.

Back to an orphanage that was run by various nuns, new home, move again to her third foster home.

A woman named Lovely and a man named Harry. Safety. Lovely's warm laugh, white hair and motherly nature. Harry's booming laughter, grins and smiles, bouncing hazelnut curls.

The crash.

"It's alive!" the Doctor said giddily, from underneath the console, fishing out some more (important looking) internal pieces of the TARDIS, setting the cords on the top.

"What is it?" Mickey asked.

"It's nothing. It's tiny. One of those insignificant little power cells that no one ever bothers about, and it's clinging onto life. But with one little ounce of reality tucked away inside." The Doctor said, gently taking the green light out of the tangle of cords.

"Enough to get us home?" Mickey said in disbelieve.

"Not yet." The Doctor said, picking up the power cell, gently cupping it between his hands. "I need to charge it up."

"We could go outside and latch it up to the national grid!" Mickey suggested. The Doctor shook his head lightly. "Wrong sort of energy. It's gotta come from our universe." he explained.

"But we don't have anything."

"There's me..." the Doctor said, gently blowing on the power cell. The little light began to glow brightly. The Doctor grinned. "I just gave away ten years of my life. Worth every second!" he giggled.

The smiles and laughter vanishing. Cold, nothingness. Unfiltered anger. The loneliness. Harry eventually packing her bags in the dead of night. Picking her up and leaving her in the cold.

The cold feeling still bit at her. Tears, crying, unspeakable pain. Back in a home, all girls this time.

Loneliness, teasing, tears. School, spit-wards and sharp pencils been thrown and shoved into her. Brilliant, but troubled, they said.

A woman, bright-eyed. Smiling, so much like Lovely. Brown hair, warm-eyed. Miss Jennifer Hardy. A new foster home, happy kind children. Unsure. Worry. Fear.

Bunk beds and late night giggles. Cookie drives and school science fairs. Pouring over new books, new shelves put in by Miss Hardy. Trust, slow, but surely.

Meeting Jackie Tyler for the first time, helping the woman with her large grocery bags as she walked up the steps. Home-baked ginger cookies that were always a little bit burnt around the edges and chocolate chip cookies that tasted like heaven, but were as hard as rock.

Meeting Mickey. Helping him at the auto-repair shop. Mickey giving her spare part from the shop to help with her 'inventions'

The three of them, sitting in the lounge in Jackie's apartment. Mickey and her messing about with something from his work, with Jackie scolding them to be careful and not to mess her carpets; while she set out warm mugs of tea with a plate of brownies. Healing. Slow, but there.

And then the Doctor.

"You'll be safe here, Cara." The Doctor said, adjusting her pillow. Changing the glass of water on her side table and checking that she wasn't cold. The Doctor gently set his hand on her forehead, happy that there wasn't a fever.

"Don't you worry, we'll be out of here soon and…" the Doctor paused. "And then we can talk, about everything and fix everything and I promise, I promise you. Everything will be alright. Okay?"

Cara didn't answer him.

The Doctor sighed. "Everything will be alright." he mumbled, gently kissing her on her forehead, before walking out of the room, closing the door with a light click.

The Doctor ran his fingers though his hair, giving the TARDIS a pat. "I know, you're not feeling good, but…take care of her for me, Old Girl. Please, just keep her safe."

Meeting the Doctor had been nothing, but wonderful.

Ice-creams, and giggles, fun and adventures, meaningful talks and silly talks and trust that ran deeper than one could explain. There was uncertainty, and slight fear more than worry. Smiles, happy and acceptance and the strongest sure feeling that finally. Finally she had found her place of true belonging.

Loved. A feeling that she had tried to ignore previously. A feeling she tried to stop herself feeling. But Cara was back, back in the warm hands, back in the happy homes and smiles, the good times with Lovely and Harry again, smiles with Miss Hardy, the room with Jackie and Mickey.

Loved again.

A light in Cara's room turned on.

"Daily download," Rose mumbled, scrolling through her phone, The Doctor putting his glasses on. The people all around them still froze in place, quiet as mice. "News... international news... sport... weather..."

"They get it direct." The Doctor said, scanning the crowd, looking back at Rose's phone. "Downloaded right into their heads."

"TV schedules, lottery numbers..."

"Everyone shares the same information." The Doctor said, taking the phone from Rose's hand. "Daily download published by Cybus Industries."

The Doctor scrolled down, reading the word "Joke". Everyone around them chuckled to themselves almost on automatic, before zapping back to life and continuing what they had been doing.

The Doctor and Rose stared at them, as the crowd continued shuffling around them. "You lot, you're obsessed. You'd do anything for the latest upgrade." The Doctor said.

"Oi... not my lot. Different world, remember..."

"It's not so far off your world. This place is only parallel." The Doctor said, pressing a few buttons on Rose's phone. "Oh, look at that. Cybus Industries owns just about every company in Britain, including Vitex. Mr Pete Tyler's very well connected." The Doctor said unenthusiastically, showing Rose.

PARALLEL EARTH. PREACHER HQ. LATER THAT NIGHT.

There was a sigh. Jack crouched down outside the Preacher's HQ, Rickey (Mickey) to his left, he and Mrs Moore to his right.

A girl's voice talking to another person, in slightly hushed tones. Mickey only being able to catch a few words. "Isolate" and "necessary compounds" that made his blood run cold.

Jack cocked his gun, glancing at the two. "One... two... three... go!" he cried, kicking down the door, bursting into the room.

Jack and Mrs Moore pointing their guns at the inhabitants.

"What the hell are you doing?" Ricky cried, Jack freezing in his place. Kara setting down the large bit of machinery she had been clearly fidgeting with. Mrs Moore and Jake looked between Rickey and the newcomer, who looked exactly like Rickey, but different.

"What're you doing there?!" Jack yelled. Kara walking forwards, standing next to Rickey, her eyes flying over the newcomer and Rickey.

"What am I doing here?" Rickey mumbled, staring down at the newcomer who looked ready to crap himself.

"Fascinating." Kara said, folding her arms, her purple, blue locks brushing against her face, eyeing the doppelganger newcomer with interest, like a cat who found a rat to play with.

"What am I doing there?" Rickey asked, pointing at his doppelganger, glancing at Kara, who shrugged.

Jake and Mrs Moore spinning around, aiming their guns at the copy, who gave a slight whimper, raising his hands in surrender.

Kara smiled, pulling out her sonic from her pocket. "Strip him and tie him." she ordered. Mrs Moore training a gun at him, Jack already holding a rope, pulling his jacket off.

Kara's eyes landing on the doppelganger, who was staring at her in shock. She smirked, like the Cheshire Cat. "Hope you're not afraid of needles."

"He's clean. No bugs." Jack said, setting down the scanner onto the table. Mrs Moore confirming his scan with a light nod. Mickey glanced between them and Rickey.

The girl, who looked exactly like Cara, minus the hair and the (more in Mickey's opinion) vicious nature, had vanished after taking some blood from him. After the two had stripped him to his boxers and securely tied him to the chair; Not-Cara walking deep within the base talking about analysing it.

"But this is off the scale." Rickey said staring at Mickey. "He's flesh and blood, how did that happen?"

"Well, it could be that Cybus Industries have perfected the science of human cloning...? Or your father had a bike?" Mrs Moore suggested.

Ricky continued to glare at Mickey and circling him dangerously. "Your name is Mickey, not Ricky?"

"Mickey." Mickey answered. "Dad was Jackson Smith. Used to work at the key cutters in Clifton's Parade. Went to Spain, never came back."

Ricky bent down getting a closer look at him. "But that's my dad. So...we're brothers?

Jake shrugged. "Be fair. What else could it be?"

"Doppelganger." Not-Cara announced, marching into the room, holding out a tablet. "He's from a parallel Earth," she said to the group, before addressing Mickey. "You're from a parallel Earth, aren't you?"

Direct. Unusually assertive, Cara was cheekily, but slightly kinder, passive nature about her that this one didn't seem to possess. Mickey paused, before slowly nodding.

"Ha!" Jack snorted. "That's crazy, Kar."

"It's not crazy, it's brilliant. Look at this," Not-Cara said, showing Jack and Rickey the tablet, Mrs Moore peering at it over the girl's shoulder. "You see these gold flecks?" Not-Cara said, gesturing to them, her eye still locked on Mickey. They were also different, Cara's was warmer. Hers was like ice. "That's his energy frequency, and it's completely different and unnatural compared to ours, but not dangerous. Even his heat signatures are different. It's not an anomaly or a disease." Not-Cara said handing the tablet to Mrs Moore.

"And, our scanners picked up unusual entering our atmosphere a few hours ago." she added, folding her arms, grinning. "I'm trying to compare the energy frequencies to one another to see if I get a match, but I bet you my sonic. I'll get one." Not-Cara said.

Jack scoffed. "Kara…That's…mad, it's mad…Rick-"

Rickey shook his head. "She might be right. But he doesn't just look like me, he is exactly the same. There's something else going on here, Jake."

"So, who are you lot?" Mickey asked.

Rickey straightening up again, circling the chair. "We, we are the Preachers." he said gesturing to the group. "As in Gospel Truth. You see?" Rickey said gesturing to his ears. "No ear plugs. While the rest of the world downloads from Cybus Industries, we, we have got freedom. You're talking to London's Most Wanted. But target Number One is Lumic, and we are going to bring him down."

"From your kitchen?"

Jake and Kara shared a look, smirking. "So, the kitty as some claws." Kara jeered lightly.

"Have you got a problem with that?" Rickey half-growled at Mickey. "No," Mickey half stammered. "It's a good kitchen."

Kara chuckled, just as one of the screens, bleeped. Kara whipping around at one of her screens.

"It's an upload from Gemini." Mrs Moore reported. Kara watching the files load onto her hard drives, her calculating eyes sweeping across the screens

"Who is Gemini?"

"The vans are back. Moving out of Battersea." Kara said, swiping on her screen from the metal on wrist, enlarging the pictures, Mickey staring wide-eyed at the life-like holograms.

"Looks like Gemini was right. Lumic's finally making a move." Mrs Moore said. "What we going to do? Whatever plan it is, decision time." Kara asked, her eyes still on her screens, one of them playing a crude footage of people being loading into a van.

"We are right behind him." Rickey ordered. "Pack up, we're leaving."

Kara nodded, the rest of them going to all ends of room, graving things. Kara stood in front of the screens, pulling out (what Mickey guessed) her sonic (which looked similar to the Doctor's, but at the same time completely different) lightly swiping it across the screen.

They all fuzzed, before going black, Kara glancing down at her sonic, tucking it back into her pocket. Picking up one of the gun's on the table, and shooting the largest screen.

Mickey flinched at the shot. The rest of the group, unaffected.

"Jake," Kara said, tossing him the gun, turning at walking down a passage. "Rick's you got the car?"

"Okay, sound check. Rick's, Jake you hear me?" Kara asked from the van, between Mrs Moore and Mickey. Her multi-coloured locks brushing against her neck, the headset strapped on, laptop resting on her dark jeans.

"Loud a' clear, Kara dear."
"Yes."

"Good. What you see?" Kara asked, glancing out the window. Besides the large imposing house, behind the large imposing gates. Site was difficult.

"I don't know what they're doing, but they seem to be the target. Big house, fair bit of money... now we've got to find a way to get in."

"I've identified the address. It belongs to Peter Tyler. The Vitex millionaire." Mrs M said. Kara snorted, shaking her head. "Typical."

"Pete Tyler?" Mickey repeated.

"He's listed as one of Lumic's henchmen. A traitor to the state." Mrs Moore said, holding a walkie for security. "Traitor to a lot a things." Kara said, adjusting her com's and mic. "Stay vigilant boys."

"But... but... we've gotta get in there." Mickey cried, wide-eyed.

"We gotta stay put," Kara said gesturing to them in the van. "And we need to be swift and proceed with caution." she said evenly. "Lumic's mad, and madmen don't exactly have codes or reasons for what they do. He'll kill everyone in a room then himself if he wanted to. Which is why, we have to stay vigilant, boys." Kara said, directing the last comment to Ricky and Jake.

"But what-"

"Will do. And shut it, duplicate," Rickey ordered. "Besides, that's what I just said. A ramp is let down from the back of the lorry." a rustling of bushes rustled across the mic, the sound of marching and metal ringing out. "What're they doing...? What the hell are they?"

"What's happening? What'd you see? Rick's?" Kara asked, the sound of movement over the coms; heavy breathing, bushes, leaves, the occasionally curse. But one sound seemed to drown the rest our, the sound of a dark ominous continuous boom.

"We have a problem."

"This is the ultimate upgrade. Our greatest step into cyberspace."

"Cybus." Cara mumbled, rolling to the side, curling up in a ball. "Cybus." she gasped, seeming to struggle for air. "It's happening again."

"What do you mean?"

The room was glowing, the passageway's had been long since light, the console slowly painstakingly coming back to life. The lights were glowing too bright, like a lightbulb that had been given too much power and glowed at an unnatural rate.

"What are they?"

"Alive," Cara whispered, curling tighter into her blankets, cold sweat soaking her pillow. "But not alive. Not dead either…A heart of steel, where love had once lived…a brain inside a cybernetic body. A human without its humanity…"

"Cybermen."

Screaming, smashing, steel. It was almost funny, how something with no emotions caused such an emotional reactions.

"The side gates!"

Running, there was always running. Panting, yelling, pain, pain, sadness, untold guilt. Poor, poor souls. It wasn't fair….

"Get behind me!" Rickey yelled. He and Jake running forwards, firing on the onslaught of Cybermen. The Doctor, Rose and Pete, ducking behind them. The Cybermen stop marching, seeming to shut themselves down.

"Oh my God, look at you..." Rose said in relief, fussing his Ricky's coat, hugging him tightly. "I thought I'd never see you again!"

Rickey pulled away from her, straightening his coat. "Yeah, no offence, sweetheart, but who the hell are you?"

Mickey sprinted down the lawn towards the group, Kara following him. "Rose!" Mickey shouted, skidding to a halt. The two girls stopping behind him. "You have a flipping deathwish, duplicate!" Kara shouted.

"Cara?" the Doctor blurted out. The girl looking up at him. "Not Cara." The Doctor corrected instantly. Doppelganger with very bright hair. It actually suited her quite well.

"It's Kara. With a K." Kara replied, folding her arms, looking at the Doctor. "Who are you?" "The Doctor, Cara." The Doctor said, mild surprise at seeing her, she looked different, and it wasn't just the hair.

"You saying, Cara with a C, I'm Kara with a K." Kara said, folding her arms, looking quite unimpressed.

"I'm saying that."
"No, you're not."

"That's not me. That's not Cara. That's like... the other one. There are other ones." Mickey mumbled, glancing at Kara. "She explained it better."

"Obviously." Kara said, rolling her eyes, standing next to Rickey. "Oh, as if things weren't bad enough, there's two Mickey's!" the Doctor said, glancing at Rickey.

"It's Ricky."

"But there's more of them..." Mickey said, looking out at the approaching Cybermen. They were surrounded. Kara swallowed, leaning closer Rickey and Jack.

"We're surrounded..." Rose breathed out. Ricky raising his gun.

"Put the guns down. Bullets won't stop them." The Doctor said, sharply. Jake ignoring him, firing a round at the metal-men.

The Doctor pushes his gun aside. "No! Stop shooting, now!" he said angrily, turning to the Cycbermen. "We surrender! Hands up..." he said, holding up his hands, the rest of the group slowly doing the same.

"Surrender? You kidding?" Kara with a K said. The Doctor nodding, not looking at her, she looked different, but she still bore the strong resemblance to Cara. "You better not screw this up." Kara with a K said, giving him a look.

The Doctor gave her the smallest incline of his head. "...there's no need to damage us, we're good stock. We volunteer for the upgrade program. Take us to be processed." he continued, turning to the Cybermen.

"You are rogue elements."

"But we surrender." The Doctor said.

"You are incompatible."

"But this is a surrender!" the Doctor cried.

"You will be deleted."

"But we're surrendering! Listen to me, we surrender!" the Doctor shouted frantically. He couldn't go like this, we couldn't leave Cara again.

Kara shut her eyes, she wouldn't be killed like this. Scientist killed by creation was way too Frankenstein.

"You are inferior. Man will be reborn as Cybermen but you will perish under maximum deletion."

The Cyberman raises their arms, out at the group their arm lasers poised at them.

Kara's hand's was shaking. A small part of her willing to risk grabbing onto Rickey's hand.

Delete. Delete. Delete! DELETE!

Cara shot up, breathing heavily. The room was still, quiet and empty except for her. The TADRIS lights were dim, but there. She could feel her hearts pounding hard, not out of fear or angry, but…anticipation.

Her mind was clearer than it had been before.

Than it ever had been.

And she knew exactly what to do.

Hiya,

Thoughts? I was meant to post this later, but I had a bad day and thought, I'm going to make people have a better one, so...yeah...anyway,I cannot WAIT for the next few chapter! CANNOT!

I also realised, I never really answered some questions you all have in the reviews (HOW RUDE OF ME!) so, I will try and do better, I usually don't have time, and I don't really wanna reveal to much. I will answer some of the general stuff.

1. Yes, Rose and Cara will have a better relationship, than before, but I'm kinda gonna...next chapter...

2. The reason, Rose was jealous of Cara was really due to her general character. I mean, Rose has the character flaw of being jealous in DW and I while she is definitely a kind person (I don't think she's a bad person, I mean Rose and Nine like started my DW journey) I just felt like that jealous would be one of her first emotions with Cara, especially since she's very protective of the Doctor)

3. I will do Love and Monsters (I did like the outside view of the Doctor, but I found the episode a little dull) but, it won't be the main focus. Sort of like a subplot to the main plot I'll have.

On another note, 100 FAVS!

And most importantly, HAPPY DOCTOR WHO DAY!

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