A/N: Thank you to everyone who has reviewed so far. Your comments are really helpful and I hope you continue to enjoy the story. For anyone who is slightly younger reading this even though its rated M, from here on I things get to be quite violent so its not for the faint hearted but if you're up to the challenge, read on.

Rose woke as she bumped down hard on the stone floor, dashing her head against the wall and feeling the thick flow of blood before she even dared to open her eyes. When she finally found the courage the door had already been pulled closed and she heard the bolt sliding into place. Running at it she slammed her hands against the splintered wood and cursed in every language she had picked up from the Doctor.

"Let me out," she screamed, "You can't do this to me, let me go!"

"Rose?"

"Mum?" said Rose as she ran to the figure huddled in the corner. She hugged her mother close, hushing her and desperately trying not to cry herself. She had to think, what would the Doctor do. The Doctor would use the sonic screwdriver, open the lock make a witty comment and get them out. Sonic Screwdriver, that was it.

"Fantastic," said Rose fumbling with her skirts.

"What?" said Jackie, "Rose where are we?"

"Good question," said Rose pulling her phone from under her petit-coat, glad the Doctor had told her to put it there. She switched it on and dialled the Doctor's number, the Time Lord's technology finding no problem with their surroundings. The phone rang and rang until she heard a desperate voice on the end of the line.

"Rose? Oh my love thank God you're alive."

"Doctor, we need you. We've been kidnapped, three men I think. They drugged me so I don't know where we are. Can the sonic screwdriver…"

"Lock on to your position, yes, hold on. Okay I've got you. We're not far, hang in there. I'm coming for you."

A bolt began to slide in the door and Rose knew she had to end the call.

"Someone's coming, I've gotta go. Hurry Doctor."

"Don't take any risks. I love you."

"I…let me go! Doctor!"

"Rose? Rose!"

The Doctor's heart sank as the line dropped out on Rose's scream. He doubled his pace and Mickey matched him. Rose was a mile away the scan told him, he had to hurry.

Rose struggled in the man's grip, her head throbbing again where he'd thrown her up against the wall and her face already beginning to swell where his fist had collided with her cheek. Rose was glad she'd had the presence of mind to throw her mobile to her mother who had hidden it within her skirts. The man hadn't seen and she prayed that the Doctor would at least get Jackie out alive. She struggled again as the man's hand crept along her hip, his fingers flicking over her in a way that made Rose want to vomit. She managed to catch her captors ankle with the heel of her shoe but it only succeeded in gaining her a punch in the ribs. She heard the sickening crack and decided not to push her luck.

"Hold still missy, unless you want us to put you to sleep again."

"What do you want with me?" said Rose quieting, "You'll be sorry if you hurt me."

"I want nothing with you missy, you're the master's prize," hissed the man into her ear, running a hand over her breast, "Such a pretty, precious thing."

"Let her go," cried Jackie, "She's just a little girl. The Ripper never murdered six, let her go."

The man's laugh sent shivers down Rose's spine, "Childish fancy. Ghost stories and rumour. The master is not a murderer, he is far greater than that," he said, "And you, old woman, are expendable. Our orders we're only to keep the girl alive. I'd keep quiet if I were you."

Jackie closed her mouth as she saw the glint of a knife in his hand. She looked to Rose but her expression had frozen as one possessed and her fingers were working frantically over something in her hand.

"You will be safe," said Rose, her voice distant and without its normal accent, "Don't worry about me or follow. Tell my northern star to follow my tear drops and save me, remember that."

The man pulled her head back by her hair, "Stop talking gibberish, you're going to the manor. Say goodbye to the old woman."

"Remember," said Rose as the man forced her out of the door.

It was only when Jackie's tears had cleared that she noticed something shining silver on the floor. She picked it up, a simple silver chain with a single opal like stone shaped as a tear drop hanging from it. She felt a vibration through her fingers as she held it and her heart sang. The TARDIS.

Rose could feel herself being blindfolded but could do nothing to resist. Her hands were tied roughly behind her back, making her shoulders ache, and she was pushed roughly into a carriage. Her mind felt suppressed under a cloud and she wondered if she had somehow been drugged again but the sounds in her head, sweet ethereal music, were strangely comforting. Pictures flashed in her mind, the Doctor, the TARDIS, a planet she had never seen, words and songs she had never heard. She felt her body move again, pushing one of the pendants she had in her mouth to her lips and her face pressing to the bars of the carriage. She spat out one of the stones and sat back, afraid she would swallow those that remained.

'Don't worry' said the voice in her head, 'You won't. I will take care of you Earthling child, Theta is coming for you.'

The Doctor laid his ear to the cellar door, listening for signs of life. Feet moved back and forth. He'd rather not raise the alarm and put Rose in further jeopardy but there was no other way in.

"Doctor?"

"Shut up Mickey, let me listen."

"But Doctor…"

"I said…"

"Back door."

"Back door?" said the Doctor turning to his reluctant comrade.

Mickey motioned to a small grate a metre away, just wide enough for them to squeeze through. The Doctor came over and began to examine it, using the sonic screwdriver to remove the bolts. He pulled the grate away and lay it quietly on the ground.

"Mickey, you may just have impressed me. In you go."

"Why me first?"

"You're the one who thinks he's Rambo, not me."

Mickey threw off his restricting suit jacket and slid into the gap, glad when his feet met solid ground. He moved out of the way as the Doctor struggled behind him, his height hindering him in the small space. He placed a finger to his lips and followed the read outs from the sonic screwdriver down the corridor, his every sense on alert. They reached a heavy oak door, unguarded but bolted. The Doctor pointed to the door to let Mickey know they had found Rose. Gently he pulled back the bolt and opened the door.

"Keep watch," he whispered to Mickey.

"This is easy," said Mickey, preening.

"This is a prison Mickey. Hard is getting out, now hush. Rose?"

"Doctor?"

"Jackie? Is that you? Where's Rose?"

The Doctor was nearly sent flying as Jackie ran to him and threw her arms around him, crying. The Doctor regained his balance and tried to comfort the quivering woman as much as he could.

"Its ok, you're safe. Jackie calm down, where's Rose?"

"They took her," cried Jackie into his shoulder, "Oh God Doctor, they hit her, he was touching her, my baby girl, his vile hands all over my baby girl. He dragged her away, he…"

"Sshh!" hissed the Doctor as he heard footsteps in the corridor, "We have to move. Mickey, back the way we came. No heroics."

The footsteps got louder as they headed back to the grate. Shouting echoed in the corridor as the open door was discovered and running feet came hot on their tails. Mickey hauled himself up through the grate and held his hand out for Jackie. The Doctor lifted her but the heavy bustle of her skirt wouldn't let her through. Pulling her back down, the Doctor ripped the heavy velvet from around her, leaving her in a black floor length petit-coat.

"Doctor!"

"Oh save the false modesty, just go!" he said lifting her up to Mickey.

The delay had allowed the guards to catch up and they rounded the corner just as Jackie made it through the grate. The Doctor gave them a cheeky smile before he threw the skirt over them, giving him moments to scramble up through the grate. A hand grabbed his ankle, trying to yank him back down. A hand grabbed his and Mickey heaved him away from the grip and out onto the street. They ran for a nearby alley, diving behind some old beer barrels. The smell was rancid and overpowering but they endured it, even Jackie resisted a scream as a rat ran over her foot. Soon the footsteps and shouting died away, the pursuit following a different path. The Doctor led them out of their hiding place but had only gone a few steps when pain flared unbearably in his ankle. He looked down to see the leg of his trousers ripped to shreds and blood beginning to stain them. He sat down on the road and pulled up his trousers to reveal three deep claw marks.

"Funny," he said, ripping a piece of material from his shirt and bandaging his leg, "They certainly looked human."

He became aware of sobs from behind him and turned to see Jackie crying in Mickey's arms, the shock of her ordeal setting in. The Doctor went to her and ushered Mickey away, grabbing Jackie's shoulders roughly, trying to shake her out of it.

"Jackie, calm down. You have to tell me everything. Rose's life is in danger, we have no time."

"He…he took her away. She went crazy, her face all blank and funny. She started talking rubbish about stars and tear drops," said Jackie, "He said he was taking her to his master, said he was more than a murderer."

"What exactly did Rose say to you? Why do you think she went crazy? What were her exact words?" said the Doctor, trying to add up all the information and coming up with a mess.

"She said not to worry or follow her. She said her northern star would follow her tear drops and save her," said Jackie calming slightly.

"Northern star?" said the Doctor looking to the sky, it was cloudy, no stars, "Tear drops?"

Jackie felt her fingers thrum and she yelped in surprise, dropping the pendant she hadn't even realised she was clutching. The Doctor picked it up and recognised the pendant he had given Rose, it was broken.

"Where did you get this?"

"Rose dropped it when she left the cell, after she'd gone crazy."

"Tear drops? Northern star. Clever girl!" cried the Doctor, "Clever, clever, wonderful girl. We can follow her, she's leaving me clues. I'm her northern star and the tear drops are the necklace pendants. I can trace the pendants because they're from Gallifrey, the sonic screwdriver will be able to pick up the alien substances in them. Clever girl!"

"But Doctor, she said I shouldn't follow," said Jackie as the Doctor ran the sonic screwdriver over the delicate silver chain.

"She wants to keep you safe, this might be dangerous. I give you both a choice, you can either go back to the tavern and wait for me and hope we get back alive or come with me. I can't guarantee your safety either way."

"I'm coming," said Jackie, "She's my little girl."

"And you need someone to play Rambo whilst you're playing Sherlock," said Mickey.

The Doctor gave them both a warm smile before heading off into the night.