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Sophie's POV...

The horse was following us as we crossed a junction of corridors while the Doctor called for Rose, looking completely lost. I giggled to myself at that. Though Rose wasn't my friend anymore, I hoped that she was okay. The last thing I wanted to see anyone get hurt. Even though it would be technically Rose's fault for getting hurt because if she hadn't wandered off then nothing would have happened for her and the Doctor and I wouldn't even be bothering looking for her and Mickey.

"Will you stop following us?" he asked irritably, stopping abruptly to turn to the horse, holding up a hand to its muzzle. "We're not your mother!"

"Oh don't listen to the mean old man," I cooed, unable to help myself by pressing a kiss to the horse's forehead while petting the horse on the neck. "He's just irritated because our friends wandered off. No need to take him seriously." The horse neighed as it nudged me in the shoulder and I giggled as I nodded my head, pretending I knew what the horse was saying. "I know, I know, it's hard to take him seriously when he's so funny looking."

"Oi! I'm not funny looking!"

I just laughed and he pouted at me cutely. I resisted the urge to kiss the pout away as the horse nudged me again, but this time in the back. I finally took notice to the French doors and the Doctor noticed too, going over to them, glancing back at the horse.

"So, this is where you came from, eh, horsey?" he asked.

The horse neighed in response. The Doctor opened the French doors and walked out onto a grassy courtyard.

The horse nudged me in the back, urging me to move forward.

"Okay, okay, I'm going." I followed the Doctor and saw him looking at a figure, who was walking with another woman, arm and arm, with a smile on his face. His gaze was mostly focused on the blonde and jealousy coursed through me, not liking the way he was looking at her. I frowned, moving so that I was standing beside the Doctor as we walked to a low wall with a pillar and an urn on top. He leaned on the pillar, still looking at the blonde.

"Who is she?" I asked and the Doctor jumped, looking over at me as if he just noticed me. I huffed to myself.

"Reinette," he answered, looking sheepish.

I was flabbergasted to say the least. What? That woman was Reinette … that was the little girl. Not so little anymore I thought to myself bitterly.

Suddenly, I felt a arm tug on my arm and I almost yelped if it wasn't for the Doctor, putting a hand to my mouth as we hid behind the pillar with me practically almost laying on top of the Doctor. Finally he dropped his hand from my mouth and I smacked him in the shoulder.

"What the hell was that for?" I hissed out as he rubbed the spot where I smacked him at him.

"We can't let Reinette see us," the Doctor told me.

I glared at him then wondered something, "Did she look like that when you went to her side of the fireplace?"

"More or less. Does it matter?" He wouldn't look at me and I couldn't help but feel as if something had happened between him and Reinette.

"Did, uh, something happen between you two?" I bit my bottom lip as he finally met my eyes. He didn't say anything and I got my answer and I looked away from him, whispering out a, 'oh.' I could feel him staring at him but it didn't last for long. When I looked back at him, I saw that he was back to standing up, no doubt looking at Reinette.

After a while, we left to go find Rose and Mickey and I found myself, unable to look at the Doctor, lost in thought about what could have happened between Reinette and the Doctor.

Finally we found Mickey and Rose, standing in front of this window that led into a luxurious 18th century room and the King entered the doors with two servants.

"Blimey, look at this guy," Mickey said. "Who does he think he is?"

The Doctor made our presence known. "King of France."

"Oh, here's trouble," Rose said, looking over at him with a flirty smile. But the Doctor didn't notice it as he was watching the King, who now stood before the mirror, but I did and I glared at her, feeling irritated. "What have you two been up to?"

"Oh, this and that. Became the imaginary friend of a future French aristocrat…picked a fight with a clockwork man…"

Then there was horse neigh and I grinned to myself, irritation gone from my face. "Oh, and we met a horse," I finished for the Doctor as the horse trotted into view.

Mickey looked surprised, and I couldn't blame him for it. "What's a horse doing on a spaceship?"

"Mickey, what's pre-Revolutionary France doing on a spaceship? Get a little perspective." The Doctor glanced at him as he said this before looking through the mirror again and he pointed at the mirror, saying, "See these? They're all over the place. On every deck. Gateways to history. But not just any old history…" He placed a finger on the mirror as Reinette entered the room and jealousy coursed through me again and I looked away from the woman, "Hers. Time window… arranged along the life of one particular woman. A spaceship from the fifty-first century stalking a woman from the eighteenth. Why?"

"Who is she?" Rose asked.

"Jeanne-Antoinette Poisson."

'Really?' I thought to myself as I looked at Reinette surprised. I remembered reading about her in my history class in high school. She was famous for being the King of France's mistress, taking on the name Madame de Pompadour. When I was still in college, I wanted to learn more about her, about how she died. She was only forty-two years old when she died and it was from tuberculosis. I was snapped out of my thoughts by the Doctor.

"Known to her friends as Reinette," he said. "One of the most accomplished women who ever lived."

"So has she got plans of being the Queen, then?"

"Nope, he already has a Queen, she wants to be his mistress," I was the one who answered this time.

"Oh I get it. Camilla." Rose laughed and Mickey joined her and I just stared at her blankly not getting why that was so funny.

"I think this is the night they met," The Doctor said as the King left the room leaving Reinette on her own. "The night of the Yew Tree ball. In no time flat, she'll get herself established as his official mistress, with her own rooms at the palace… even with her own title… Madame de Pompadour."

I stared at Reinette as she stood before the mirror, looking over herself. Even close up, she looked beautiful. I could see why the Doctor was interested. I took a glance at the Doctor to see him staring at her too. I wish I could see what he was thinking… Did he want to kiss her? The way he kissed me… I gulped hard at the thought.

"Queen must have loved her…" Rose commented.

"Surprisingly she did," I said, looking over at my ex-best friend. "I read that the Queen said…" I took on a proper voice, trying to mimic how the Queen sounded, as I quoted, "'if there must be a mistress, better her than any other.'"

"You certainly know your history."

"I love History, it was one of my best subjects in school," I said in response to the Doctor as I met his eyes. "I wanted to be a History major, but it's more amazing seeing it happen right in front of me." Thinking about it now, I think that was one of the reasons why I wanted to travel with the Doctor, to be apart of history, to see things that other people only dreamed of seeing.

"Yeah, it's brilliant." The Doctor grinned and I laughed, nodding my head in agreement. He looked back at Reinette, "But yeah, her and the Queen got along very well."

"The King's Wife and the King's girlfriend?"

"France. It's a different planet."

And that was when the ticking, the same one the Doctor and I heard in Reinette's room, started and the broken clock was still there…

Third Person...

Reinette heard the ticking as well and fear coursed through as she whirled around to face where the ticking was coming from. Her eyes widened as they flashed, showing the fear she felt. Somehow she felt as if she knew the thing that was making the ticking sound and was standing in the corner of the room in the shadows, facing the wall. It was the same noise she heard as a child when she met the Fireplace Man and Sophie for the second time.

"How long have you been standing there?" she finally demanded. The figure didn't reply and she made her voice stronger. Whoever this figure was, she wasn't going to let it break her. She was Madame de Pompadour for heaven's shakes! "Show yourself!"

The figure turned suddenly and started to advance on her. She gasped at the sight of the droid from her nightmares.

The droid didn't get that close to her because out of nowhere, Fireplace Man appeared with what looked to be a large gun in his hands.

"Hello, Reneitte. Hasn't time flown?"

"Fireplace Man!" she cried in relief as Fireplace Girl and two other people she didn't recognize followed right behind the Doctor. The girl next to Fireplace Girl held the same gun that Fireplace Man did. "Sophie!"

"Reinette," she greeted back with a forced smile. One that made Reinette frown internally, wondering what she was forcing a smile for. Did the Doctor tell her about what happened between them the last time he was here? If she did, Reinette couldn't help but feel bad for kissing Fireplace man, who obviously cared very deeply about Sophie, who was the reason why he had pulled away from the kiss when she kissed him. She did in fact question his feelings for Sophie but he wouldn't admit to it, no matter how many times she pressed, which wasn't all that long since the sound of the servant's voice interrupted them. Reinette broke out of thoughts as she saw from the corner of her that Fireplace man had stepped past her and he sprayed the droid with the gun. After a little bit, the droid stopped moving as if it was frozen. Reinette thought it was over but then the droid started to click and whirl loudly.

"What's it doing?" The other boy in the room, the one that she didn't know, questioned Fireplace man.

"Switching back on," he replied. "Melting the ice."

"And then what?"

"Then it kills everyone in the room."

The droid finally unfroze and its arm shot out towards Fireplace man, but since Sophie was close to him, it went towards her as well, but Fireplace gripped her arm and they both jumped backwards towards Reinette, who grabbed Sophie's other arm protectively and she glared at the droid, feeling protective of the woman she had known since she was a child.

"Focuses the mind, doesn't it?" Fireplace man let go of Sophie's arm, patting her on the shoulder just once before gesturing to the droid woman, "Who are you? Identify yourself." The droid cocked its head to the side, but didn't reply, causing him to sigh exasperatingly before saying to Reinette, "Order it to answer me."

The protective glare slipped from her face as she looked at him startled, "Why should it listen to me?"

"I don't know. It did when you were a child. Let's see if you still got it."

Reneitte took a deep breath and stepped forward, letting go of Sophie's arm. "Answer his question," she demanded of the droid. "Answer any and all questions put to you."

The droid lowered its arm and she was surprised that it actually listened to her. Finally it spoke in a mechanic voice.

"I am repair droid seven," it said.

"So what happened to the ship, then? There was a lot of damage."

"Ion storm, eighty-two percent systems failure."

Fireplace man stayed quiet for a moment, taking it what the droid said, before speaking again, "That ship hasn't moved in over a year."

"We did not have the parts."

The boy she didn't know laughed, making her give him a startled look, obviously wondering what was so funny about this statement. "Always comes down to that, doesn't it? The parts," he said.

"Mickey now's not the time," Sophie said to the boy named Mickey, shaking her head. He shrugged in response and she cracked a smile. Not a fake one, but a true one, one that Reinette couldn't help but smile too, despite the situation.

"What happened to the crew, where are they?" Fireplace man questioned the droid again. But the response was the same as the last time.

"We did not have the parts."

"There should be over fifty people on your ship," Fireplace man said persistently. "Where did they go?"

Again the response was the same, "We did not have the parts."

"Fifty people don't just disappear!" Fireplace man cried, getting frustrated. But the frustration didn't last for long as a look of realization came on his face, "Oh."

"What?" Sophie asked, sounding nervous. The look on her face suggested that she knew what he had realized but was just making sure. It surpised Reinette had how in tune Fireplace man and Sophie were with each other. It was there when she had met them for the first time and she had only been a little girl at that time, but she could recognize a couple in love when she saw one. She saw it in her parents and she could see it in them. But they obviously couldn't see it. Reinette guessed she could see it because she was very perceptive of people, something she had gotten compliments for.

Fireplace Man didn't turn away from the droid as he answered Sophie's question, "They didn't have the parts, so they used the crew."

Sophie shuddered in disgust.

"The crew," Mickey said surprised.

The woman with the large gun gulped and spoke up causing Fireplace man to look at her. "We found a camera with an eye in it…" she said nervously. "And there was a heart…wired in machinery."

"It was just what it was programmed to," Fireplace man said, crossing his arms. "Repairing the ship any way it can, with whatever it can find. No one told it that the crew wasn't on the menu." He turned his head towards the woman with the gun, "What did you say the flight desk smelt of?"

"Someone's cooking," she said quietly.

"Flesh plus heat…"

"Barbecue," Sophie finished, looking as if she was going to faint. Fireplace man noticed this of course so he slipped a arm around her waist to keep her on her on her feet and she leaned into him.

Even though she was slightly sick at what Fireplace man said, Reinette couldn't help but smile to herself as she watched this.

"But what are you doing here?" Fireplace man asked, looking at the droid again. "You've opened up time windows, that takes colossal energy. Why come here, you could have gone to your repair yard. Instead you come to eighteenth century France? Why?"

"One more part is required." The droid's head snapped towards Reinette. Her? Fireplace man, Sophie, Mickey, and the woman with the gun stared at her, making her feel uncomfortable only slightly at least.

Fireplace man was the first to look away from her to look back at the droid. "Then why haven't you taken it?" he asked.

"She is incomplete."

"What… so that's the plan then? Just keep on opening more and more time windows, scanning her brain, checking to see if she's done yet."

"Why her?" The woman with the gun asked abruptly and Fireplace looked at her startled and surprised by the abruptness of the question. "You've got all of history to choose from, why specifically her?"

"We are the same."

Reinette felt a flash of anger at those words. She was nothing like this droid! And she told it so,

"We are not the same; we are in no sense the same!"

"We are the same," it repeated.

""Get out of here!" she exclaimed angrily, advancing towards the droid. "Get out of here this instant!"

"Reinette, no," Fireplace man tried to stop her but it was too late as the droid activated something and disappeared right in front of them. "It's back on the ship." He quickly turned to the woman with the gun and Mickey, "Rose, take Mickey and Arthur, get after it. Follow it, don't approach it, just watch what it does."

"Arthur?"

"Good name for a horse."

"No, you're not keeping the horse!" The woman with the gun or now known as Rose exclaimed exasperatingly.

"I let you keep Mickey! Now go, go, go!"

"But what about Soph…" But Rose didn't get to finish as Mickey grabbed her arm and tugged her through the mirror. Fireplace man closed the door behind them and turned to Sophie.

"Make sure no one comes in here," he ordered her.

"What are you going to do?"

"Just do it. It'll be fine Soph, trust me." He gave her a reassuring smile, giving her hands a squeeze.

Sophie nodded and ran over to the doors. Fireplace man turned to her next.

"Reinette, you're going to have to trust me," he said. "I need to find out what they're looking for, there's only one way I can do that. Won't hurt a bit."

She nodded and he placed his fingers on her temples and closed his eyes. Reinette followed right afterwards and she could feel something press against her mind before breaking through. She could feel someone else in there and she held back a gasp as she said,

"Fireplace man… you are inside my mind."

"Oh dear, Reinette. You've had some cowboys in here."

TBC...

In...

The Final Part of TGITFP...

I know this part is shorter than the last, but I wanted to update it and I would have finished the episode in this part, but I have a bit of a cold so I don't really feel like finishing the episode. But we got the answer as to what happened between Reinette and the Doctor so we learned something at least ;)

So it's been two days since our amazing Eleventh Doctor regenerated. This chapter is dedicated to Matt Smith. It won't be the same without him, but he will always be in our hearts and will always be our Raggedy Man. (Would love to know btw what you thought about Time of the Doctor. I really liked it despite the fact Eleven regeneration. And I think i'm going to enjoy the Twelfth Doctor, probably not as much as Matt or David though but who knows as we haven't seen much of the Twelfth Doctor).

Also I have a story that I'm working on and this time it's a Eleven/OC fanfic, starting from the fifth season so look out for that sometime. Don't know when though.

Oh and as a warning, something's going to happen later that will make this story M, but I won't tell you what it is because I want it to be a surprise ;)

Anyway, please leave reviews and tell me what you thought of the second part of this episode!