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Remnant Who

By ReaderWarrior

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The Doctor Dances (A)

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Hey: I hope you mean these episodes of Doctor Who because here they come!

Guest: I plan on introducing more characters soon, yes it'll be a lot but it'll also help it so I don't just keep pairing up the same people (besides Yang and Blake). And while I do think Ozpin would be a good character to involve with for a regeneration, he would probably work best with 10's to 11, as he himself knows that feeling of 'this me dying again'.

Honorary (dead) companions:

Clive, Raffalo, Moxx, Jabe, Sneed, Gwyneth, Ganesh, De Maggio, Suki, Pete Tyler

'Bigger on the inside!'s:

2 (Rose, Jackie)

Fantastics:

9

Harriet Jones' greetings:

6

Exterminates!:

8

The army of masked patients surrounds the Doctor and his companion (plus Jack). With their warped vision, they watch as the Doctor puts himself in front of the two and makes a small step toward the army.

He puts his hands behind his back. "Go to your room," the man orders.

Ruby, Yang, Blake, and even Qrow (to an extent) freeze.

However, Weiss simply looked up at the screen with an open jaw. "What?"

Confused, the empty child freezes just in front Nancy. The masked boy tilts his head and -

- the zombie-like victims all freeze.

"Go to your room!" The Doctor repeats. "I mean it. I'm very, very angry with you. I am very, very cross. Go. To. Your. Room!"

"What?!" Weiss exclaimed.

As the Doctor snaps his voice, his arm juts up and points off into the distance.

Slowly, with a downtrodden motion, Jamie turns away from Nancy and starts walking away. He opens the closed door and shuffles back the way he came.

Similarly, the patients in Albion Hospital do the same. It's only when they all climb into their cots that the Doctor lets out a held breath.

"I'm really glad that worked," he smiles. "Those would have been terrible last words."

Mouth still agape, Weiss turned to her teammates with a bewildered look. "What just happened?"

"They are all connected to Jamie," Qrow said.

Ruby nodded. "And when a child is acting up-"

"You ground them," Yang finished.

Blake turned to Weiss. "Did your parents never ground you?"

She shook her head. "My father never gave me the time of day unless it was to schedule a public event of his. As for my mother… she wasn't around much to tell me anything."

"I'm sorry, Weiss," Ruby said, putting a hand on her teammate's shoulder. "If it helps, we haven't had ours in a while either. And I kinda miss that too."

"Mom was great at being a mom," Yang whispered. "But that meant putting her foot down too."

Qrow chuckled. "Summer may not have been a stickler for the rules, but she knew right from wrong. If she saw someone messing up, she couldn't help but educate them otherwise." He rubbed his shoulder, remembering how tightly she gripped it when she caught him cheating on a test.

"I haven't talked to my parents in a while. But I do remember that no matter how mad I got when I thought they were being mean, they always did it from love." A few tears welled up in Blake's eyes.

Weiss, for the first time in a while, wondered what her life would have been like if she had a real family. Parents who loved her, a brother who adored her… Was that why she had decided to become a Huntress? To make it so no little girl had to worry about that?

No, she thought coldly. You did it because it would help you take over Father's company. But maybe with them… I can actually be better.

"The greatest buildings are made with support," the Librarian added. "We all need help, from time to time. You and the Doctor."

Still pressed against the window, Nancy turns to watch as the boy walks away.

"Jamie…" she whispers before crumbling down into tears on the floor.

"It's like a punishment," Qrow realized.

"She's having to see her brother, literally haunting her every day," Yang nodded. She glanced slightly at her sister. "And he's like that because of her.

As the last of the patients lay back down, Rose crouches next to one. It barely moves - almost as if it wasn't even breathing. "Why are they all wearing gas masks?" she asks.

"They're not," Jack says, kicking his feet up onto a desk. "Those masks are flesh and bone."

"Ewww!"

The Doctor glares at him while Rose's jaw drops in disgust. "How was your con supposed to work?"

"Simple enough, really. Find some harmless piece of space junk, let the nearest Time Agent track it back to Earth, convince him it's valuable, name a price. When he's put fifty percent up front, oops! A German bomb falls on it, destroys it forever. He never gets to see what he's paid for - never knows he's been had. I buy him a drink with his own money, and we discuss dumb luck. The perfect self-cleaning con."

"Yeah. Perfect." The Doctor continues to glare at the 'criminal'.

Jack leans up in his chair. "The London Blitz is great for self-cleaners. Pompeii's nice if you want to make a vacation of it though, but you've got to set your alarm for Volcano Day."

"What's Pompeii?" Blake asked.

"Didn't Clive talk about it?" Ruby frowned. "The volcano that killed a lot of people?"

"That was Krakatoa," the Librarian said. "Krakatoa's eruption was bad but Pompeii is the one everyone knows. It was the first event of a volcanic explosion, I believe - the word for volcano literally didn't exist until this event, named after the Roman god Vulcan. It was so bad that the entire city of Pompeii was eradicated. Historians have uncovered more fossilized remains of people, husks of ash and stone than covered people trying to flee."

The room gasped. "How many people died?" Weiss asked.

"Sixteen thousand," he shrugged. "Not a lot compared to the thirty-six thousand of Krakatoa."

A laugh jumps from his lips at the comment. But with the Time Lord's continuing glare, he dissipates it with a cough. "Getting a hint of disapproval," he mutters.

"Take a look around the room. This is what your harmless piece of space junk did."

"It was a burnt-out medical transporter. It was empty."

The Doctor turns around. "Rose!" he calls out, the girl moving to his side.

"Are we getting out of here?"

He points upwards as he marches towards the door. "We're going upstairs."

Jack rises to his feet. "I even programmed the flight computer so it wouldn't land on anything living. I harmed no one."

"Tell that to Jamie," Yang hissed.

Qrow frowned. "Maybe the computer glitched?"

"It's an alien computer from the future. I doubt it was just a desk pop!"

"I don't know what's happening here, but believe me, I had nothing to do with it."

With his hand on the door handle, the Doctor turns back and gives their new ally a look of annoyance. "I'll tell you what's happening. You forgot to set your alarm clock. It's Volcano Day!"

Suddenly, a loud siren, similar to the one that went off earlier, began to roar.

"What's that?" Rose asks.

The optimism in his voice is gone as Jack says "The all-clear."

"I wish," the Doctor scoffs. He pushes the door open and leaves, with Rose and Jack chasing after him.

"Why upstairs?" Yang asked.

Weiss slapped her upside the head. "Because that's where Jamie's room was, remember?"

"Oooh. No. I was too busy watching a guy turn into a mask!"

Wiping away her tears, Nancy takes a shaky breath before rising back to her feet. The air-raid siren rings in her ears as she makes her way from the dining room towards the back door.

A masked child jumps at her from the backyard.

Curses followed by a scream erupted from Qrow's seat as he leaped behind his seat.

Nancy jumps back in fear but relaxes as the boy pulls off his mask.

"I thought you were Jamie," she comments before running out the door.

"Why is he wearing a mask?!" Qrow asked angrily as he sat back down in his seat.

"Well, they were worried about gas attacks," the Librarian explained. "Probably why Jamie was wearing it in the first place."

The Huntsman groaned. "I forgot that not every masked guy is gonna be bad. Man, I hate fake-outs."

The child follows, chasing her, as they head into the garden. "Mum!" he cries out, pointing at the trespasser. "Dad!"

Hearing his son call out, the father looks up and sees Nancy trying to escape. He rushes forward and grabs her. "Ruddy kids!" he curses as she struggles in his grip.

"Get off of me!" Nancy screams, trying to break away but finds herself unable. "Get your hands off me now!"

The man starts pulling her back inside the house with his wife trailing behind, waving a kettle above her head.

"Oi, you!" she yells angrily. "Get in! Get her in there! She nicked!"

Ruby raised an eyebrow. "Nicked?"

"Stole," Blake said. "Which, to be fair, she did."

"But to help starving kids! And these guys don't need all of it!"

The Faunus shook her head. "I agree. But that doesn't mean what she did is wrong. And if this family is anything like the ones I have dealt with in the past, it's a matter of pride now."

After losing sight of the Doctor, Rose and Jack run down a hallway as they look for him.

"Mister Spock?"

"Doctor?"

The Doctor, noticing them run by the staircase, sticks his head out from the next flight up and asks, "have you got a blaster?"

Boots squeak as the two lurch to a sudden stop before running back to the staircase.

"Sure!" Jack exclaims as he runs up the stairs, two at a time.

Yang's eye twitched. "Why didn't he use that before then?!"

He and Rose rush up the stairs to find the Doctor staring at a large metal door. The number eight-oh-two was painted on it with steel rivets along the sides.

"The night your space junk landed, someone was hurt. This was where they were taken." The Doctor taps on the door.

"What happened?" Rose asks.

"Let's find out," he smiles. The Doctor turns to Jack. "Get it open?"

As the man moves forward, Rose leans over and whispers, "what's wrong with your screwdriver?"

"Nothing."

"He's doing this to figure out what Jack has," Weiss exclaimed.

Qrow nodded. "Smart. I doubt Jack came here without anything. And this'll at least tell the Doctor what kind of weapons he has."

From within his large coat, Jacket pulls out a small handheld pistol. It glows blue slightly with an ornate wooden handle as he points it at the lock of the door. With a loud sonic sound, blue energy juts out from the barrel and warps the lock. Strangely, it was completely square. As the blue beam hits the lock, it, and the segment of the door behind it, disappear completely.

"Sonic blaster," the Doctor notes as the door swings open. "Fifty-first century."

"So cool," Ruby drooled.

Yang's eyes sparkled slightly too. "I wonder if it can do other shapes. Wouldn't it be cool if I could shoot my emblem?"

"I think that kind of weapon is way too dangerous for you," Blake smirked.

"Weapon Factories of Villengard?"

Jack's eyes go wide. "You've been to the factories?"

"Once." The Doctor takes the gun from Jack's hands and studied it.

"Well, they're gone now," he sighs. "Destroyed. The main reactor went critical. Vaporized the lot."

The Doctor looks up. "Like I said. Once."

"I hope no one was hurt in the blast radius," Blake frowned.

"Probably not," the Librarian said. "At least, nobody that didn't deserve to be."

"There's a banana grove there now," he continues. "I like bananas. Bananas are good."

As the Time Lord walks into the room, Rose stops and stares at the square hole in the door. "Nice blast pattern," she remarks.

"Digital," Jack nods.

Rose smiles. "Squareness gun."

"Yeah."

"I like it."

Weiss gave a small growl. "That better be the only thing you do like about him!"

Jack chuckles before following the two inside.

The best description of room eight-oh-two is the word 'chaotic'. As the Doctor turns on the lights, they can see filing cabinets laying half-open with their papers decorating the floor. At the center of the room is a large observation window (that was shattered) with electronic equipment in front of it.

"What do you think?" he asks.

Jack answers first. "Something got out of here?"

"Yeah," the Doctor nods. "And?"

"Something powerful. Angry."

The Doctor nods to the main room, and the door to the side that leads into it. "Powerful and angry," he repeats.

"Is he… mocking him?" Ruby asked.

Qrow shook his head and patted his niece on the head like a father for a child. "It's more than that. He's showing off to Rose how much better he is."

"Why would he do that, though?"

"Because -" the man's eyes sparkled "- he's jealous."

Jack and Rose, careful to avoid stepping on glass, walk into the room and gasp. Crayon drawings cover the walls with even more paper, also with childlike illustrations, on the floor. A stuffed animal was overturned in the corner with a rocking horse on its side.

"A child?" Jack asks, bewildered. "I suppose this explains 'Mummy'."

Rose looks at the shattered glass. "How could a child do this?"

Before the Doctor can explain, he presses a button on the recorder in front of him. Instantly, the tape begins to spin and audio crackles from its speakers.

"Do you know where you are?" the voice of Doctor Constantine asks.

The second voice needs no introduction. "Are you my Mummy?"

"Are you aware of what's around you? Can you… see?"

"Why are they interrogating him?" Yang asked.

The Librarian shrugged. "This kid that should be dead is now walking around with a gas mask fused to his face. I may not be the Investigator, but I'd definitely want to understand how that happened."

"Are you my Mummy?"

"What do you want?" Constantine questions. "Do you know what-"

The Child's voice rises. The trio seems to freeze as they listen to a little boy cry for his mother. "I want my Mummy. Are you my Mummy? I want my Mummy! Are you my Mummy? Are you my Mummy? Mummy? Mummy?"

"It's almost… sad," Blake whispered. "It's creepy, but at its core is a child wanting to find his mom."

"I'd feel more for it if it didn't scare the crap out of me every time I saw it," Qrow muttered with a shudder.

"It's only 'creepy' because we don't understand it."

"Doctor," Rose whispers. "I've heard this voice before."

"Me too," he answers.

"Mummy?"

Rose stairs at the paintings. "Always 'Are you my Mummy?' Like he doesn't know."

"Mummy?"

"Why doesn't he know?"

The Doctor gives no answer as he listens, face void of all emotion, to the tape filled with the cries of a little boy.

"Are you there, Mummy? Mummy?"

Yang shuddered and inched back in her chair. Around her, her friends all made equal motions of fear as they covered their faces and ears. Even the Librarian had a worried expression and had his head firmly placed on the headrest of his seat.

After slamming the door to his dining room shut, the owner of the house, a Mr. Lloyd, leans across the dinner table to glare at Nancy as she sits uncomfortably beneath his gaze.

"The police are on their way," the stout man hisses. "I pay for the food on this table. The sweat on my brow, that food is. The sweat on my brow!"

"Oh," Weiss winced. "I almost forgot about Nancy."

"I doubt this will take long," Blake said. A dark smirk was on her lips. "I know people like this, she'll be fine."

"Huh?"

He motions to the rest of his home. "Anything else you'd like? I've got a whole house here. Anything else you'd like to help yourself to?"

For a moment, Nancy's eyes flicker to the door. Then she bravely turns to the man with a smile. "Yeah. I'd like some wire cutters, please. Something that can cut through barbed wire. Oh, and a torch."

The man's face twitches.

"Don't look like that, Mister Lloyd. I know you've got plenty of tools in here. I've been watching this house for ages. And I'd like another look round your kitchen cupboards. I was in a hurry the first time. I want to see if there's anything I missed."

"The food on this table-!" Lloyd begins, his voice rising.

Nancy interrupts him. "It's an awful lot of food, isn't it, Mister Lloyd? A lot more than on anyone else's table. Half this street thinks your missus must be messing about with Mister Haverstock, the butcher. But she's not, is she? You are."

"Oh, shoot!" Ruby gasped.

"Let this be a lesson," the Librarian smirked. "Blackmail is bad. Unless you are using it for a good cost against bad people."

"I don't think that's the best lesson to be teaching us," the girl muttered.

The look on his face confirms every word she said. He stares in fear at the knowledge she possesses.

"Wire-cutters. Torch. Food." Nancy gets up from her chair. "And I'd like to use your bathroom before I leave, please." She smiles at the man in front of her. "Oh, look! There's the sweat on your brow."

"You go, girl!" Yang cheered, raising her arms. Even Weiss was clapping her hands.

"Mummy?" the voice of the Child cries as the Doctor makes his way from the recording area and into what used to be his room. "Please, Mummy? Mummy?"

"Doctor?" Rose asks, as her guide begins to pace around the room.

"Can you sense it?"

Jack frowns. "Sense what?"

"Coming out of the walls," he snaps. "Can you feel it?"

Again, the recording says "Mummy?"

"Feel what?" Blake asked.

"Maybe there's a message in the drawings?" Ruby offered. "A hint as to what his mom looks like?

The Doctor turns around and squints at Rose. "Funny little human brains," he mocks. "How do you get around in those things?"

Rose, however, doesn't flinch. "When he's stressed, he likes to insult species," she explains.

"Rose, I'm thinking."

"He cuts himself shaving, he does half an hour on life forms he's cleverer than."

Qrow scoffed. "That's nothing. When Tai used to shave, he'd start singing the alphabet song."

Ignoring her, the Doctor continues to pace around the room. "There are these children; living rough 'round the bomb sites. They come out during air raids looking for food."

"Mummy, please?"

"Suppose they were there when this thing, whatever it was, landed?

"It was a med-ship," Jack repeats. "It was harmless."

The Doctor looks at him. "Yes, you keep saying harmless." He turns back to Rose. "Suppose one of them was affected - altered."

"Altered how?"

Something begins to whisper, like papers against each other, as another cry from the Child echoes through the room. "I'm here!" it says.

"It's afraid," the Doctor realizes with a grin. "Terribly afraid. And powerful… It doesn't know it yet. But it will do. It's got the power of a god and I just sent it to its room."

"Oh no," Qrow whispered.

Yang spun around to face him. "Oh no? I don't like 'oh no's. What's oh-ing our no-ing?"

"He sent him to his room…"

Tss tss - that noise again.

"Doctor?" Rose asks.

"I'm here," the Child exclaims, his voice far away. "Can't you see me?"

Tss tss.

Rose shivers. "What's that noise?"

As the noise grows louder, the Doctor's smile vanishes. "End of the tape. It ran out about thirty seconds ago."

Team RWBY froze. "Wait, what?"

"I'm here now. Can't you see me?"

Tss tss.

The Doctor stares into Rose's eyes. "I sent it to its room. This is its room." He whirls around and sees the empty child now standing directly behind the tape recorder.

"Are you my Mummy?"

A scream erupted from the seats and filled the room.

"No!"

"My Gods!"

"That's horrifying!"

"Sonuva-!"

Then, in a unified voice, they all yelled: "RUN!"

The Child stares at the group, its gaze pausing at Rose. "Mummy?" it asks.

Avoiding its stare, Rose mutters, "Doctor?"

He doesn't answer.

"Okay," Jack whispers, his hand reaching for the inside of his coat. "On my signal, make for the door."

"He's not seriously planning on shooting a child, is he?" Weiss asked.

"Shoot it!' Yang cried. "It's not alive, right? So shoot it before it turns more people into zombies!"

"Mummy?"

Jack steps behind the Doctor and whips his hands out, using the Doctor's shoulder to steady his aim. "Now!" he roars as he points at the Child with… a banana?

"Mummy?" the Child asks, confused.

A smile tugs on the Doctor's face as he pulls out the square-gun from his waistband and points it at the wall. The blue light shines for a moment before a large square hole appears.

"Go, now!" he exclaims, pushing them towards the hole. "Don't drop the banana!"

Jack shoves Rose through it. "Why not?!"

"Good source of potassium!"

"I doubt that will help us!" Ruby yelled.

"Maybe the kid is allergic," Qrow offered, though equally confused and scared.

As soon as all three of them are on the other side of the wall, now standing in a hallway with sandbags covering the side with windows, Jack grabs back his gun.

"Give me that!" he exclaims, pointing it back towards the hole just as the Child moves around to face it.

"Mummy!" it yells. Jack brings his gun back up and fires into the hole. However, this time, it works in reverse and returns the wall back to its normal visage - the hole is completely gone. A muffled "I want my Mummy" can be heard.

Blake clutched her chest. "They've got away. That's good."

"I thought he was going to shoot Jamie," Weiss frowned.

"Me too. But the fact that his gun can be reversed is extremely fortunate."

"Digital rewind," he smirks before tossing the banana back to the Doctor. "Nice switch."

He smiles and pockets the fruit. "It's from the groves of Villengard. I thought it was appropriate."

"There's really a banana grove in the heart of Villengard and you did that?"

"Bananas are good," the Doctor says.

"Eh," Ruby shrugged. "Strawberries are better."

"What about banana bread?" the Librarian asked. "Bob Evans made some great banana-nut bread."

"Did they have strawberry bread?"

"No?"

Ruby pouted. "Then I'm good."

Suddenly, with a loud crack and a thud, a crack begins to form in the wall.

Rose leaps back. "Doctor!"

"It can punch through walls?!" Yang exclaimed. "But that's my thing!"

"Who cares?" Qrow snapped. "All that matters is that nothing's gonna stop that kid from getting his mommy back."

"Come on!" the Doctor roars, grabbing Rose's hand and pulling her behind him. Jack follows as they turn down a hall and race towards a door. But before they could, it opened towards them - with an army of patients now raising their hands.

"Mummy!" they cry in robotic voices. "Mummy? Mummy?"

The Doctor, Rose, and Jack all freeze instantly, their boots squawking across the ground. Before the mass of people can reach them, they turn around and head the other way. They make it as far as where they first entered the hallway before another mob enters from the other side.

"It's keeping us here till it can get at us!" the Doctor realizes, his back now pressed to the wall.

Blake's eyes widened. "It's intelligent."

"Well, it can speak," Ruby frowned. "We already know it has some level of brain ability."

"But military tactics? Funneling enemies to a key location? That's tact that requires a high level of sophistication and intelligence."

Another thud as the crack in the wall grows bigger.

"It's controlling them?" Jack asks.

"It is them," he explains. "It's every living thing in this hospital."

"Not everything, right?" Ruby frowned. "Otherwise you'd be under its control too."

"Mummy?"

Jack pulls out his gun once again, aiming it back and forth between the two incoming groups. "Okay. This can function as a sonic blaster, a sonic cannon, and as a triple-enfolded sonic disruptor."

They match closer, their cries of "Mommy?" growing louder.

"Doc, what you got?"

"I've got a sonic-" he reaches into his pocket and pulls out his tool. Realizing its capabilities, he frantically pulls it out of eyesight from Jack. "Oh, nevermind."

Qrow smirked. "And the jealousy continues."

"What do you mean?" Blake frowned.

"This guy Rose likes has all this fancy tech and weapons. And in their hour of need, what does the Doctor have? A fancy Philips-head."

"What?"

"It's sonic, okay? Let's leave it at that?" The device in his hand buzzes as he holds it up to the crowd on his side.

Jack points his blaster at those on his end, flinching as the wall bubbles slightly. "Disruptor? Cannon? What?"

"It's sonic, totally sonic. I am sonic-ed up!"

"A sonic what?!" Jack snaps.

The Doctor spins around with a pained look on his face. "Screwdriver!"

"And it is awesome!" the Librarian roared.

Ruby raised her fist in agreement. "Yeah!"

It was at that exact moment that the wall exploded and revealed the Child with a raised fist on the other end. As its army pushes them closer together, it begins to step through the newly-made hole.

Rose, having been pushed between the two men, realizes that there is no escape in either direction. So she grabs Jack's gun and points it at the floor.

"Going down!"

Squeezing the trigger, the sonic blaster vibrates the atoms into nothingness and the trio falls down, landing in a dark room. As the Doctor and Rose rise to their feet, Jack points his gun back up and reinserts the floor/roof, keeping their escape route covered.

Yang's eyes sparkled. "Wow! I never would have thought of that."

"It's like when I use my glyphs," Weiss agreed. "I can't just think about what I am focused on in front, behind, or to the side of me. I need to be able to focus my glyphs in every direction."

"I'd just punch it," the blonde muttered.

"Doctor, are you okay?" Rose asks.

He nods and stumbles slightly. "Could've used a warning."

"Oh, the gratitude," she mocks.

Jack turns to the Doctor with a cocky smile. "Who has a sonic screwdriver?"

"I do!"

Ignoring them, Rose runs off. "Lights," she whispers, holding her hands in front of her.

"Who looks at a screwdriver and thinks, 'ooh-hoo, this could be a little more sonic'?"

A few members of the party glanced toward Ruby.

"What," the Doctor counters, "you've never been bored?"

"There's got to be a light switch," Rose mutters.

The Doctor continues to defend his screwdriver. "Never had a long night? Never had a lot of cabinets to put up?"

There was a loud click as Rose found a switch. The lights lit up the room, revealing more hospital cots and beds, as well as the people laying in them.

Those people, all wearing masks and jumping to their feet at the sudden change of illumination.

"Mummy!" they began to cry. "Mummy!"

Blake stifled a scream. "Can you two stop comparing your assets and run?!"

"Why Blakey," Yang smirked, "I didn't know you knew euphemisms like that."

The Faunus' face went scarlet. It's not my fault! she wanted to say. It's those books! They're so good, yet so corrupting.

"Door!" Jack yells, rushing towards it.

"Mummy?"

Rose and the Doctor follow as he points his gun at the lock.

"Mummy?" The zombie-like patients were now getting out of their beds.

Instead of its normal buzzing, Jack's sonic gun makes a whimpering sound as he pulls the trigger. "Damn it!"

All of them were now out of bed. "Mummy?"

The Doctor pushes Jack aside as he slaps his gun with his palm. "It's the special features," he explains. "They really drain the battery."

"The battery?" Rose exclaims.

"What kind of gun has a battery?!" Qrow agreed. "That is the most ridiculous thing I've ever heard!"

"More ridiculous than dust as bullets?" the Librarian smirked.

Using his working, and not-at-all-dead, sonic screwdriver, the Doctor gets the door open and reveals a storage room. The trio rush inside, Jack running to the far wall, Rose standing near the door, and the Doctor closing and locking the door.

Rose flicks another light switch. Luckily there were no more cots in here. "That's so lame."

"I was going to send for another one," he remarks, glancing out the barred window near him. "But somebody's got to blow up the factory."

"Oh, I know. First day I met him, he blew my job up. That's practically how he communicates."

"And it is awesome!" Yang smirked.

Blake patted her on the arm. "Not everyone can survive a large explosion."

The Doctor pockets his sonic and takes a small step back. "Okay, that door should hold it for a bit."

"The door?" Jack repeats. "The wall didn't stop it!"

"Well, it's got to find us first! Come on, we're not done yet! Assets, assets!" He starts to run around the room.

"Well, you've got a banana and in a pinch you could put up some shelves."

Ruby glared at Captain Jack. "Well, at least he's got food and supplies. What do you have?"

"A cool gun?" Yang offered.

"A cool gun that doesn't work!" she corrected.

"Window?"

Jack shakes his head. "Barred. Sheer drop outside. Seven stories."

"And no other exits," Rose yells.

"Well," Jack smirks, taking a seat and watching as the Doctor tries to fiddle with the iron bars, "the assets conversation went in a flash, didn't it?"

The Doctor turns around with a glare, then nods to Rose. "So where'd you pick this one up then?"

"Doctor," she whines.

"'You're embarrassing me'," Weiss added, pitching her voice higher into a perfect replica of Rose's.

"And in front of my new boyfriend," the Librarian chuckled. His voice, however, was nowhere near resembling Rose's.

"She was hanging from a barrage balloon, I had an invisible spaceship. I never stood a chance."

A small blush reaches up Rose's cheeks as she gives a small giggle.

"Okay," the Doctor interrupts. He turns back to the window, looking around its frame. "One… we've got to get out of here. Two… we can't get out of here. Have I missed anything?"

There was a slight buzz and Rose turns back to where Jack was sitting. Her eyes go wide and she steps forward. "Yeah," she mutters. "Jack just disappeared."

When the Doctor turns around, he sees no trace of the time-traveling captain.

"Wait, what?" Qrow frowned. "Where'd he go?"

"He left them!" Blake realized. Her nails bit into the armrest. "He had some way, that whole time, to escape and just left Rose and the Doctor trapped in a closet!"

The Huntsman frowned. "But doesn't that mean he had a way out this entire time? Why didn't he leave earlier, when they were surrounded by masks twice?"

Rose's eyes went wide. "Maybe to lead them here, so that they'd be trapped!"

"I don't think so… Jack may have some secrets, but I don't think he's a bad guy."

Somewhere dark with barely-lit candles, a fairly large group of children were huddled together in a small wooden shed. One kid was playing with a typewriter as others were laying down.

Pushing aside a blanket covering the entrance, Nancy steps into the hideout, causing a few of the kids to lean up.

"Thought as much," she sighs. "What are all of you doing 'ere? Different house every night, I told you!"

"We thought you were dead!" the one at the typewriter exclaims. "Or you'd run off."

Ernie shakes his head. "I didn't. I knew you'd come back for us."

"Brown noser," Yang snorted.

Sitting down, Nancy unfurls the bag in her hands and pouts out more food and items. Jim goes back to pressing the typewriter's keys, making clicking noises every few seconds.

When Nancy looks up at the device, Ernie quickly explains "Found that old thing in the junk. Think's he can write now."

"Writing a letter to me dad!" the boy explains.

"Awww."

Ernie rolls his eyes. "You don't even know where your dad is. And how're you going to send it?"

"I dunno. Stick it in an envelope? "

"Awww!"

"You can't even read or write!"

"I don't need to," he counters. "I've got a machine!"

"Awww!"

The typewriter dings! as it reaches the end of the line. Nancy winces and turns to the two bickering boys. "Will you stop making that noise?!" she snaps. The two immediately go quiet and look down. Shaking her head, Nancy whispers, "I'm sorry, Jim. On you go, you write a letter to your dad if you want to."

Jim, slowly, moves the carriage back to its starting position and starts to type. It dings then starts click-clacking.

"I know we should've went somewhere else," Ernie apologizes. "But we need you, see, for the thinking."

Nancy looks at the boy with a stern but warm look. "And what if I wasn't 'ere? What if one night, I didn't come back for ya? There's a war on. People go out they don't always come back. It happens. What would you do then?"

The boy goes silent.

"They can't just rely on her," Blake whispered. "Granted, she's good, but they can't just put all of their faith in one person."

"If she dies, then they do too," Weiss agreed. She looked down at her hand. "One cannot rely purely on one person. They need to work for themselves and form bonds with others."

Seeing something reflect against the candlelight at the bottom of Nancy's bag, Vernier lunges forward and pulls out a sharp metallic object.

"They're wire-cutters," he realizes.

Nancy quickly takes them back. "I need you to think about that. Someone's gotta look after this lot."

"Why?" Ernie asks. "Are you going somewhere?"

She slowly puts the wire cutters in her bag. "The bomb site. The one at the railway station."

Every child turns to her with a frozen expression. "Why?"

"That's ground zero!" Yang agreed. "Why would you go there?"

Ruby closed her eyes. "Because of the Doctor. He's inspired her to be better. And she knows something and wants to help."

"But what can she do against zombies?!"

"The Child," she says. "That's where he was killed. That's where it all started. And I'm going to find out how."

Ernie, now standing, has Jim at his side now. "He'll get you. And then he'll come for us. He always comes for us!"

"No. Ernie, he doesn't." Nancy's voice grows louder as she speaks over the frantic typewriter sounds. "He always comes after me. There are things I haven't told ya. Things I can't tell ya. As long as you're with me, you're in danger. Even right now, sitting here, you're in danger because of me."

"You're the one that keeps us safe!"

Nancy pauses. "You think so, Ernie? Then answer this. Jim is sitting there right next to ya… So who's typing?"

Everyone turns to look at the typewriter. It moves by itself, pressing keys even with Jim sitting a few feet away."

"No!" Ruby yelled. "Not again!"

"What can't Jamie do?" Weiss exclaimed.

Blake groaned and put her forehead to her palm. "I didn't… that's twice. Why didn't I notice that?!"

"This kid is getting on my nerves, acting like a horror-movie villain," Yang growled.

Qrow, however, was fairly relaxed. "At this point, I think I'm so terrified that it honestly can't get any worse."

As if realizing it was under watch, the typewriter stops. Nancy steps forward and takes the paper from it.

"Is he coming?"

"Ernie," Nancy answers, "as long as you're with me… he's always coming." She throws the paper down and turns to the door after quickly grabbing her supplies. "Plenty of greens," she orders. "And chew your food!"

She left. And as soon as the door closes, Ernie picks up the paper. For the most part, it was all gibberish - Jim's letter. But underneath were those familiar words.

'MUMMY MUMMY ARE YOU MY MUMMY? ARE YOU MY MUMMY? MUMMY ARE YOU MY MUMMY? ARE YOU MY MUMMY? MUMMY ARE YOU MY MUMMY? MUMMY MUMMY MUMMY MUMMY ARE YOU MY MUMMY?'

"Why doesn't she just tell her where their mom is?" Weiss asked.

"Because the truth might be worse." Yang was surprisingly the first one to answer. "What if she abandoned them? What if she never loved them? The belief in having a good mom is sometimes the only one they get."

"Okay, so he's vanished into thin air." Rose was now the one pacing around the room, with the Doctor sitting in a chair. "Why is it always the great-looking ones who do that?"

The Doctor glances up at her. "I'm making an effort not to be insulted."

She looks at him and does a once-over. "I mean…" her hand waves. "Men."

"Okay, thanks, that really helped."

"He's still a man, Rose," Blake scolded.

Weiss nodded in agreement. "Just because he's not human biologically doesn't mean he isn't physically." Her pale face went red. "I mean… Um. I don't- Blake, say something!"

"I'm good," the girl smirked. But it is nice to see that you aren't like your father. If a human and a Time Lord can become close, why can't humans and Faunus?

A crackle fills the room, followed by a warbling, when Jack calls out "Rose? Doctor? Can you hear me? I'm back on my ship. Used the emergency teleport." The two quickly rush over to a shelf, where a radio was now flickering to life. As the Doctor inspects it, he pulls out two cords and frowns.

"Isn't this what the Child did?" Ruby frowned.

Qrow nodded. "We've already established that the cause of this is Jack, even if he says no. I wonder if the technology is the same…"

"Sorry I couldn't take you. It's security-keyed to my molecular structure. I'm working on it. Hang in there." There was the sound of a quick succession of beeps followed by some levers being flipped.

"How're you speaking to us?" the Doctor asks.

"Om-Com. I can call anything with a speaker grill."

"Now there's a coincidence."

"What is?"

The Doctor drops the stripped power cord. "The Child can Om-Com too."

Rose's eyes go wide. "It can?"

"Anything with a speaker grill," he nods. "Even the T.A.R.D.I.S phone."

"What, you mean the child can phone us?"

"And I can hear you," the Child clarifies.

Practically falling backward out of his chair, Qrow let out a caw. "It got worse! Why is this so much worse?"

"Because now we know it can hear anyone it wants to," Weiss frowned. She was shaking slightly. "That means nowhere with a speaker is safe."

Its voice adopts a sing-song tone as it says "Coming to find you. Coming to find you."

Jack, in his spaceship, spins in his chair. "Doctor, can you hear that?"

"Loud and clear."

"I'll try to block out the signal," he says. "Least I can do."

As Jack starts trying to override the Om-Com, the Child continues to sing through the speaker.

"Coming to find you, Mummy."

His hands pause on a dial. Smirking, he asks "Remember this one Rose?" As he twists it, Moonlight Serenade begins to play once again.

The Doctor and Rose listen to the music for a moment before the Time Lord turns to his companion with a raised eyebrow. Blushing slightly, Rose simply answers:

"Our song."

"Is she blind?" Ruby asked. "Does she not see how this is hurting the Doctor?"

"I doubt even he realizes it," the Librarian said. "On one hand, Rose could be doing this to get a reaction from him, but it seems to be that she's too infatuated with him to notice." He shrugged. "But what do I know? I'm a guy, we're stupid."

Pushing through weeds and branches, Nancy, with a bag over her shoulder, makes her way closer and closer to the crash site. She stops to watch guards at the main gate march with their weapons at the ready. She gulps but rushes forward. Breaking left and right, avoiding spotlights and gazes, she finds herself against the main wall of the area.

A large sign reading 'KEEP OUT - RESTRICTED AREA' was hanging from a solid-bar fence.

Nancy, hugging the wall, makes her way to a gap between the iron bars, where barbed wire hangs between the sections. She reaches into her bag and pulls out the wire cutters and starts cutting her way through.

Yang squeezed one eye shut. "This seems a bit dangerous, even for me. She's going up against armed guards with no aura or anything."

"That does raise the question, then," Blake frowned. "Why are there guards here in the first place?"

"To protect people from it?"

With nothing else to do, Rose was relaxing in a wheelchair (spinning it in circles) while the Doctor was at the barred window with the ever-versatile sonic screwdriver. Moonlight Serenade was still playing but the sound of the sonic buzzing was making it difficult to hear.

"What you doing?" Rose asks, leaning forward from her seat.

The Doctor continues to wave his sonic back and forth across the stone where the iron was connected to. "Trying to set up a resonation pattern in the concrete, loosen the bars."

"Is that possible?" Weiss asked.

The Librarian made a hand-wavy motion. "In theory? Yes. But the screwdriver isn't going to be strong enough to do a large enough area without taking a good long while. If he had a bigger device, then maybe, or even something more specific. Don't forget that even with all the wacky stuff it can do, at its core it is still just a screwdriver."

"You don't think he's coming back, do ya?"

"Wouldn't bet my life," he mutters.

Rose scoots the wheelchair forward. "Why don't you trust him?"

"Why do you?"

"Saved my life," she answers. "Bloke-wise, that's up there with flossing."

Yang raised a fist. "Preach!"

Instinctively, Blake rubbed her tongue along her teeth, checking to make sure there wasn't anything stuck inside them.

When the Doctor doesn't respond to her joke, Rose continues, adding, "I trust him cos he's like you. Except with dating and dancing."

This time, he does look back. Though he quickly turns back to his task with a roll of his eyes and a shake of his head.

"What?" Rose asks.

"You just assume I'm-"

"What?"

"You just assume I don't… dance."

"The Doctor dances?" Weiss asked.

Roll credits. The Librarian smirked. "The Doctor's danced. And yes, Yang, I do know the euphemism."

As Yang tried to hold back laughter, Ruby looked at her uncle. "What's a euphemism?"

"I tell you when you're older," he responded.

Rose practically falls out of her seat from leaning so far forward. "What, are you telling me you do… dance?"

"Nine-hundred years old, me. I've been around a bit. I think you can assume at some point I've danced."

"You?!"

The Doctor glances back. "Problem?"

"Doesn't the universe implode or something if you dance?"

"Well, I've got the moves but I wouldn't want to boast."

Weiss snorted. "I've heard that one before. Most men can't help but boast afterward."

"In our defense," Qrow explained, "you wanted to see them."

With a smile on her face, Rose gets up and walks over to the radio. She turns the volume higher. The Doctor continues to point his sonic at the bars but looks to Rose as she steps towards him and offers her hand.

"You've got the moves?" she asks. "Show me your moves."

A roar of howls and whistling echoed throughout the theatre.

"You get it, Rose!" Yang cheered.

Blake, though blushing, was leaning forward in excitement.

Even Ruby seemed interested in the 'story'.

Rose," the Doctor stutters, "I'm- I'm trying to resonate concrete."

"Jack'll be back. He'll get us out. So come on. The world doesn't end cos the Doctor dances." She continues to hold her hand out as the Doctor turns off his sonic and pockets it.

He makes his way over to her, directly underneath a light, and takes her hand.

"Yes!"

Then he takes her other hand.

"No!"

Putting the palms up, he studies her hands for a moment. "Barrage Balloon?"

Rose, confused by the change of events, frowns. "What?"

"You were hanging from a Barrage Balloon." He starts flipping the hands, inspecting them completely.

"Worst. Foreplay. Ever." Qrow growled.

"Oh, yeah. About two minutes after you left me. Thousands of feet above London, middle of a German air raid, Union Jack all over my chest!"

"I've traveled with a lot of people," the Doctor sighs, "but you're setting new records for jeopardy friendly."

"Wait, there have been others?" Ruby asked.

The Librarian nodded. "Quite a few, actually. As he said, it's been nine-hundred years, he's spent many of those years with companions from all walks of life."

"I just… I thought she was the first."

Rose rolls her eyes. "Is this you dancing? Cos I've got notes."

He lets go of her hands. "Hanging from a rope thousands feet above London. Not a cut, not a bruise."

"Yeah, I know. Captain Jack fixed me up."

"Oh," his eyebrows rose, "we're calling him Captain Jack now, are we?"

"It's Captain Jack Harkness," Qrow corrected.

Yang elbowed her uncle. "Right now he's 'Con man who ditched.'

"Well, his name's Jack and he's a captain."

"He's not really a captain, Rose."

"Do you know what I think?" she smirks. "I think you're experiencing Captain envy."

The Doctor gives a small smile and takes her hand, wrapping another around her waist.

"You'll find your feet at the end of your legs. You may care to move 'em."

"If ever he was a captain," he says, his eyes reflecting the orange light, "he's been defrocked."

Blake frowned. "Defrocked?"

"It means to remove status," the Librarian said before ELI had the chance to. "It typically refers to someone in a holy order, like a church, but generally just applies to the removal of membership."

"For example, someone being stripped of their Huntress license," ELI interjected.

"Yeah? Shame I missed that."

"Actually," Jack interrupts, "I quit. Nobody takes my frock."

The Doctor and Rose quickly pull away from each other, only just now realizing that they were no longer in the hospital closet - but instead Jack's ship. The Doctor stumbles back against a console while Rose, who knew the room, moves to a corner.

Jack gets up from his chair. "Most people notice when they've been teleported. You guys are so sweet. Sorry about the delay. I had to take the nav-com offline to override the teleport security."

"You can spend ten minutes overriding your own protocols? Maybe you should remember whose ship it is."

"Oh, I do." Jack's smile grows larger and he looks away and into memory. "She was gorgeous. Like I told her… be back in five minutes."

Ruby gasped. "He stole it?!"

"That's more believable than anything else," Blake sighed. "But if it's not a Time Agency ship, then why is it able to travel?"

"Maybe those time tracks? He's used to time travel already so maybe he knows where it can be done naturally." Ruby placed her palms on the side of her head. "Ugh! Time travel is so hard!"

The Doctor's eyes widen as he looks about the cabin. "This is a Chula ship," he realizes.

"Yeah, just like that medical transporter," Jack answers, his head now underneath the dashboard. "Only this one is dangerous."

Snapping the fingers of his right hand, a yellow glow forms around the Doctor's palms.

Rose points. "They're what fixed my hands up. Jack called them um…"

"Nanobots?" he offers. "Nanogenes?"

"Nanogenes, yeah."

"Sub-atomic robots. There's millions of them in here. See?" The Doctor opens his hand, revealing his palm. "Burned my hand on the console when we landed. All better now. They activate when the bulk head's sealed. Check you out for damage, fix any physical flaws."

Weiss frowned. "Why does that sound familiar?"

"What do you mean?" Yang asked.

"... Nothing."

He waves his hand, dispersing the nanogenes. "Take us to the crash site," he orders, turning to Jack's cockpit. "I need to see your space junk."

"As soon as I get the nav-com back online," he smiles. "Make yourself comfortable. Carry on with whatever it was you were… doing."

The Doctor's face burns a few degrees above normal. "We were talking about dancing!"

"It didn't look like talking," Jack smirks.

"It didn't feel like dancing," Rose mutters.

Blake's eye twitched. "It wasn't! You were finally- ugh!"

Nancy pushes her way through the cut section of the fence and waits as a jeep drives by. Then, when the coast is clear, she runs across the gravel path and slides into the crater.

After checking over her shoulder, Nancy lifted the tarp. There was a loud pfoomp! as the lights surrounding the cylinder burst alight. Nancy flinches and covers her eyes.

"Halt!" a voice yells, followed by the familiar sound of rifles cocking. As she looks around, she sees dozens of soldiers now surrounding her. "Don't move!"

"Jeepers!" the Librarian exclaimed. "It's the cops!"

"Jeepers?" Weiss asked.

"Skedaddle!" Yang yelled.

Qrow shook his head. "Children. Why did it have to be children."

"So, you used to be a Time Agent now you're trying to con 'em?"

Jack looks back at Rose as he continues to bring the nav-systems back online. "If it makes me sound any better, it's not for the money."

Rose leans forward. "For what?"

"Woke up one day when I was still working for them, found they'd stolen two years of my memories," he explains. "I'd like them back."

"Memory manipulation," Ruby frowned. "That sounds so invasive."

"It's taking you are and keeping what you want," the Librarian agreed. "It's a fate worse than death in my opinion - never being able to trust what you remember is true, or even if it is everything."

"They stole your memories?" Rose repeats.

Leaning back, Jack's normal smile disappears into a solemn frown. "Two years of my life. No idea what I did. Your friend over there doesn't trust me, and for all I know he's right not to."

The dashboard lights up and gives a loud ring. Jack spins around and puts his hands around the steering console. "Okay, we're good to go. Crash site?"

The Doctor nods. And so they go.

"I hope they find answers," Yang said.

"I hope they don't get turned into masked zombies," Blake corrected.

Nancy was pulled into a large shed by two soldiers. When they enter, a soldier quickly rises to his feet but the lead soldier waves his hand. The superior office was, in fact, the same man Jack was flirting with before.

"As you were," he orders. The subordinate sits. "Feeling any better?

"Just a touch sir," he coughs.

The lead soldier nods and waves to the one holding Nancy. "Chain her up where Jenkins can keep an eye on her."

"No!" Nancy panics. But the soldier was too strong and easily plants her into a chair and chains her to the table. "Not in her. Not with him." She noticed that the sick man's hand was on the table.

His hand with an ugly, large scar.

"Why doesn't she- Oh my Gods!" Weiss gasped.

"How's that possible?" Ruby frowned. "Jamie didn't get inside already, did he?"

"Maybe he got touched when they first pulled him out," the heiress offered. She closed her eyes. "Someone had to."

"You shouldn't have broken in her if you didn't want to stay," the ranked officer scoffs."

Nancy pulls against the chain. "You don't understand. Not with him."

"This is a restricted area, miss," he counters. The whole while, the 'sick' man leaning forward and trying to cough - like something was caught in his throat. "You can just sit here for a bit. We're going to have to ask you a few questions."

Another guard marches into the room and snaps to attention. "Found these, sir," he says, holding out the cutters Nancy had used.

Yang hissed. "Evidence. The one thing that's always getting in the way."

"What exactly have you been getting caught up in that police are bringing evidence forward?" Qrow asked with a slight glare.

"Nothing Dad doesn't already know!"

"Very professional," the soldier notes. "A little bit too professional. Didn't just drop in by accident then, did you?"

"My little brother died here. I wanted to find out what killed him."

The leader nods to the guard. "Take the men, check the fence for any other breaches and search the area. She may not have come here alone."

"Yes, sir!"

As he turns to leave, Nancy takes one more look at the coughing man in front of her and reaches out for the guard. "Please!" she cries. "Listen, you can't leave me here."

"Watch her, Jenkins," the superior officer orders as he too leaves.

Jenkins nods. "Yes, Mummy."

A shriek spilled from Ruby's mouth. "He said the thing! He's one of them! It's too late!"

"There's still time for him to let Nancy go," Weiss countered. "As long as he listens to her."

The man frowns. "Jenkins?"

Jenkins looks down at his feet, hunching over the table. "Sorry. Sir." He shakes his head and waves his hands. "I don't know what's the matter with me."

"Look," Nancy panics, "lock me up, fine. But not here." Her voice reaches a new octave. "Please, anywhere but here!"

For a moment, he looks as if he will. But the man shakes his head, whipping the girl's cries from his mind, and leaves.

"No!"

Yang raised her fist at the screen. "Jack's gonna hear about this!"

"You'll be alright, miss," Jenkins says, trying to soothe the girl's fears. "I'm just a little… just a little… just a little…" His stutter turns to a pause as Nancy tries to pull herself free from her chains. "What's the matter with you?"

"Please, let me go." Nancy stops her escape attempt just enough for her words to be heard.

Jenkins coughs, again, "Why would I do that?"

"Because you've got a scar on the back of your hand."

"And a mask crawling up your throat!" Qrow added.

"Well, yes," Jenkins frowns, only just noticing it, "but I don't see what that's got to do with anything."

Nancy's voice becomes harsher. "And you feel like you're going to be sick, like something's forcing its way up your throat. I know because I've seen it before."

"What's happening to me?" he asks, panic in his eyes.

"In a minute, you won't be you anymore. You won't even remember you. And unless you let me go, it's going to happen to me too. Please!"

"How does she know this?" Blake asked. "I doubt she's sat down with one of the patients and asked them questions."

"Because of Jamie," Ruby whispered. "Every time she sees this happen, she thinks of her brother. And most likely, when this was all starting, she tried to talk to him."

Blake's eyes became a little wet. "But it didn't work."

"What are you talking about?"

Nancy glances at the door. "What's your mother's name?"

"Matilda," Jenkins whispers, clutching his chest.

"You've got a wife?"

"Yes."

"Wife's name?"

He doesn't answer. Clutching his check, Jenkins looks up at Nancy with fear in his eyes.

"You've got kids?" she asks. No answer. "What's your name?"

Jenkins can't answer.

"Please. Let me go. It's too late for you. I'm sorry, but please let me go."

For the first time in minutes, the man finds his voice. "What do you- mmmmmmm!" His jaw begins to open wide. "Mummy!" the man who was Jenkins cries.

"MUMMY!"

"Please don't show it again!" Ruby whimpered.

Weiss, who was flinching as well, added, "if the Child finds her, is that not the end? She knows where their mother is."

"What if she doesn't know?" Blake asked. "What if she's dead?"

"And besides, I don't think the little child with demon powers is going to do much interrogating," Yang agreed. She shook her head and shivered.

Qrow nodded in agreement. He cast a glance at the Librarian. "What do you think about all this?"

The traveler raised an eyebrow. "Me? Well, I think going off the information you have, you guys are making good assumptions. But don't think like a Huntsman, think like the Doctor."

"What's that supposed to mean?" Yang asked.

"You tell me," he shrugged and smirked.

Ruby shook her head. "I'm too worried about what would happen if he gets infected. Does it take their memories?"

"No. If it did, they would still be a bit of themself," Blake said. "But they seem completely under the Child's control. His mind is in charge."

'Is there a way to save them?" Weiss wondered. "They're dead, but only due to the injuries that Jamie had. They aren't their own."

"Guess you'll have to watch and find out," the Librarian smirked.

"You're almost as cryptic as Oz," Qrow grumbled. But he, along with the other watchers, sat in their seats and waited for Doctor Who to resume.

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SPOILERS FOR THE POWER OF THE DOCTOR!

- So that might have very well been the best story I've seen in 13's run. Rosa was good, but this was spectacular. Granted, I am writing this an hour after watching, so I'm probably still on the high, but I really enjoyed my first live episode. The animation was a bit wonky at parts (them falling onto the ship), them telling not showing, and how the heck did Tegan (?) survive the fall?!

But other than that, I loved it. The fact that the former companions actually had their own arcs, the return of the Classic Who Doctors (even Paul!) was a welcome surprise.

AND THEY DID THE THING! I don't know what this means, or why his clothes changed too, but holy mother flipping hobey-ho! I can't wait to see what happens next.

Totally calling that his final words are gonna be: I'm ready to go.