Chapter 86

The room he was sitting in was under the Official Secrets Act, everything discussed too was under said act. The people in the room had all signed it and anything discussed probably would only be read about by the people in the room.

The 456 Regulations, 456 Amendments, and UNIT resolution 000456 were some of the many documents on the table at the moment.

They were the result of a year-long operation by the British security services both MI5 and MI6, the US security services, along with UNIT's Broadsword operating out of Geneva.

Harry had been invited to this meeting representing LPI and had been acknowledged in hastening the investigation of the terrorist group known as 'The Three Families'; Frines, Costerdane, and Ablemarch.

He was seated along with Olivia Mansfield, Harry Pearce and Kate Stewart for this summary and breakdown of the situation and how it might relate to them, considering how Jack Harkness figured into The Three Families' plans.

Jack, Harry hadn't seen on Earth since he'd transmatted off that hill, he'd said as much to the collected people. The death of his grandson closing the 456 event being the driving force for his departure.

"Could I just say, I'm very thankful this was discovered and stopped. As someone who knew Jack, has an alien friend who's almost immortal and fought Voldemort who recreated himself from death, immortality is not something I sought, not like this," Harry jovially commented.

"Indeed Mr Potter." Olivia Mansfield noted. "How goes the sealing process of this 'Blessing'?"

"We've had assistance from the United States government, they've provided us with a number of dwarf star alloy blocks to completely seal the 'Blessing', it'll ensure no one gains access to it. Mr Potter has also offered a wizarding solution to keep people away which UNIT will be accepting under the current agreement." Kate said with an acknowledging nod to Harry.

Harry nodded, he'd be taking the Xecotcovach X-1 to Bueos Ares and Shanghai to do so, a better longer flight. With all the wizards within LPI; Ioan and himself, plus Owen Cauldwell. He wanted Owen there in part to check for any health issues, just in case. UNIT's reports had stated that several people working near the 'Blessing' as 'The Three Families' had described the 'morphic field line' that went through the planet. UNIT's best scientists were still working it out, but based on 'The Three Families' intention to tip Jack Harkness' immortal blood on it they were erring on the side of caution and staying well away from being there in person.

There were only so many interactions humans had had with immortal or close to immortal beings, and Harry was part of that small group that didn't include the Doctor or his companions.

He was part of an even smaller group that had encountered immortal or close to immortal beings that included the Doctor, and had lived to tell tales of such encounters.

"Gwen Cooper has been officially removed from the 456 regulation," Pearce mentioned.

"As she's in charge of Torchwood I'd expect so," Harry commented.

"As you'll note in chapter 10 the British government has apologised and acknowledged the damage caused in Cardiff." Pearce gave him a look.

Harry held up his hands. "Hey, we were called in to clear up the mess."

"Blank page order guidelines have been updated," Pearce continued calmly.

"The Three Families? Frines, Costerdane, and Ablemarch?" Harry asked, he suspected something nasty and permanent had happened to them as the reports have been someone more vague about their fates.

"Detained, imprisoned, interrogated by respective security services around the world. We have discovered that they've had hands in manipulating the political, economic and media spheres for some time, most of the 20th century since Frines, Costerdane, and Ablemarch came into contact with Harkness' blood. Their exact influence is still being dealt with," Mansfield reported. "The decision has been made to redo many security clearances. It's ongoing."

Harry nodded. It wasn't something he needed to be concerned with, it was the organisations with larger members, who would have their hands in multiple pies and didn't work as close in as Judith, Ioan, Ros and Owen did.

"UNIT likewise is assisting in prosecuting of a variety of businesses that may have benefitted from the manipulation of the morphic field line, we need to be sure they won't start up again in a few years," Kate said.

"With Jack's blood destroyed pursuing their goal will hopefully be more difficult," Harry paused. "It was all destroyed?" He pressed. The report was somewhat vague where it came to destruction of property or death of people. 'Detained, imprisoned, interrogated' was the phrase that was more often used.

"Overseen by my scientific team and a team from Geneva Harry, no one wants this morphic field to be manipulated." Kate looked to him. "We've got enough problems without creating new ones."

Harry nodded. "LPI's yet to find any direct link with the wizarding community and the Three Families, but we're mostly looking here rather than internationally," Harry paused. "I'd like to say that there won't be anyone in the woodwork, but corruption in the Ministry of Magic is rife." Even a statement like that was an understatement Harry thought ruefully to himself.

"And Harkness' influence?" Pearce asked.

Harry shook his head. "Nothing concrete. Not since I've known him, and I knew him before he became involved in Torchwood."

"Because of time travel." Kate smiled.

Harry nodded. "The Doctor he was travelling with at the time and my subsequent interactions with him suggest he knew of wizards. I've not found anything like LPI existing before, so there wouldn't be a vehicle for Jack to interact with the wizarding world in the same way as he did with Torchwood."

"With this I hope we can close the stain of the 456." Kate looked to the various reports, regulations, amendments and resolutions on the table.

"And hope we have captured all of the Three Families." Pearce mused.

"Enough that they can't do anything drastic. They remain on our watch lists," Mansfield paused. "Kill on site. The amnesty for them was short."

"Protecting humanity, no matter how far it takes us." Kate said in a low tone.

Harry recognised it as one of UNIT's mottos.

-/ - \\-

The Xecotcovach had landed on the roof of the building, he'd instructed Captain Bilton to keep it on the roof, though leave all the stealth features engaged. It wasn't an invisible plane, it wasn't even a perception field, though that was something he wanted to investigate, especially if UNIT had something like it operating on Mount Snowdon. Gwen had recently come back to work at Torchwood and he intended to go and have a chat with her and Ros about it, and about Martha Jones. Ros was still a little mistrustful of her, which he admitted was somewhat his fault. Despite recommending her for the position that didn't erase his memories and knowledge of that alternate universe nor what she'd tried to do when the Davros had moved the Earth.

He was determined to admit his failings to Gwen, all this managing new people into an organisation was...tricky.

They'd been met by a UNIT soldier from the local base and followed him in a lift, followed by a set of stairs, and another set of stairs and then down a corridor followed by another set of stairs.

Out of the corner of his eye he saw Ioan and Owen both casting spells as they walked, spells to check for apparition viability. The spray of colour as they got lower and lower became more jagged.

"Death?" Harry asked.

"Very much so Harry, I do not believe apparition here would be survivable." Owen said.

"Do you feel it?" Ioan asked.

"A creeping feeling, like sweat down the back?" Owen asked.

Harry shook his head. "Just..." he shook his head. "I...a vague sense."

"You've seen things, more than others, the newbies, it made some of them run scared," the soldier said turning around to look at them. "It's the proximity to the ley line."

Harry didn't say anything to counter this statement, he'd not considered that this 'morphic field line' was one gigantic ley line. From his limited knowledge of ley lines they weren't something that was used in a lot of wizarding applications. They were something used historically, for ancient meetings or collective get togethers. They'd also been explored by UNIT during its weird period when it had been experimenting with an on people with psychic abilities. Again he was glad he'd erred on the side of caution by having Ros remain in the UK. Judith and Ros would be overseeing things while they were jetting, or rather super-sonicing around the globe.

While he was pondering Harry realised that they'd arrived.

At a big, black wall.

There were no seams in it.

It was rather otherworldly, probably quite literally.

He'd only heard of dwarf star alloy a few times. Iris had used it after they'd encountered the Nestene and the orange Dalek he'd met on the spacecraft that he'd crashed into Hyspero had been restrained with something called 'dwarf star constraints'.

Pulling out his portable energy scanner he jabbed the suction probe onto the wall, causing all the nearest UNIT soldiers to tense.

"Calm down, if it's as secure as you think being scanned won't harm it." Harry said as he turned on the energy scanner.

"And if it does?" Owen asked.

"Then UNIT's secure wall isn't remotely secure," Ioan mused.

Harry nodded. It had been Ioan who'd wondered if they should be implementing wards rather than a range of subtler notice me not and other disillusionment charms. Things to dissuade people from here, rather than preventative measures. Harry had argued not, wards drew attention to themselves by being big statements of magic.

"Well?" Ioan asked.

"Not much." Harry said as he plugged in the temporal scanner. "Sweet F-A." Harry looked at the wall. Nothing temporal was going to get through this wall, no time craft and very likely no time sensitives.

"It's safe?" Owen asked, he was still a little bit nervous being out in the field with them.

"I doubt that, but it's more inert than anything we've encountered, it's below the calibrated baseline," Harry reported, even though he was the one who'd established what the baseline was. "I think we should begin." Harry said and turned to the UNIT soldier. "You should start to pull your men back, if they didn't want to run away screaming what we're going to do will certainly make them think they left the iron on."

"To put it mildly," Ioan chuckled.

-/

As they slowly backed away from the wall, Harry marvelled at what LPI had become. When he'd originally envisioned the League of Paranormal Investigations, this was never in his view.

Protecting a 'morphic field line' that ran through the planet, which a cult of families had thought to use an immortal's blood to reset the biomorphic resonance of the entire planet...well it still sounded near madness when he thought about it like that.

But LPI had moved on from winging it with a bunch of concrete trucks and a big pump to fill up a magic tip. This had been planned and discussed with the two other wizards that were with him in this corridor. There were plans of the building they'd studied for this location and the other in Shanghai.

They were working now with the security services of the United Kingdom and UNIT, it was amazing.

"Knut for your thoughts?" Owen asked casting a diagnostic spell over him. The 'Blessing' had some affect, mostly negative on people near here, though not so much him.

"Just worried you're going to try and open me up to work out why I don't have the creeping unease about this place," Harry commented idly.

Owen gave him a curious look. "You and LPI keep me busy with enough puzzling bodies Harry."

"How ominous Owen," Harry commented teasingly as Ioan joined them. "Ready?"

Ioan nodded. "Just needs us each to cast the final spell, it'll all be in lockdown."

And then, Harry thought to himself this whole area would be in 'lockdown'; complicated spell craft, but not wards, not the traditional ones, these were subtler, they were rather ironically for them spells the Ministry used occasionally on sites they covered up as alien invasion sites, or alien invasion sites they treated as magical sites. It would make this place look and more to the point feel like a naturally occurring place of danger for anyone magical and anyone not. Added to and crafted by the three of them, and that meant it was three times the complication to unpick what they had done.

-/ - \\-

Harry was leaning back trying to relax as the Xecotcovach flew away from Shanghai. They'd be back in an hour or so, it wasn't urgent to go at top speed at this moment.

Instead he'd instructed Captain Bilton to fly as high as he dared. The Xecotcovach X-1 didn't have an upper limit, they had redesigned the plane so it would theoretically be space-capable, but they'd thus far not tested it much. None of the engines that were now on the plane required oxygen, so that wasn't a limiting factor.

At the altitude they were currently flying at there was at least nothing to crash into.

Except phone calls.

Harry blinked and grabbed his headset. "This is Potter," he wearily muttered.

"Harry, it's Kate." Said the voice of Kate Stewart.

"Kate. We've just finished with Shanghai," he said sitting up straighter in his seat. "Please don't tell me an agent of the Three Families has come out of the woodwork to create mischief."

"No mischief Harry," she sounded amused at the idea. "Just a question, do you know anything about Colchester?"

Harry blinked. "I didn't realise I'd be tested Kate. It was once known as Camulodunum during Roman times..." he paused.

"We've had reports of Cyber activity." Kate's tone suggested she didn't like his Roman history lesson. "I've got teams moving in now, the Doctor was involved."

"I don't keep track of the Doctor Kate," Harry exhaled.

"No, it was in a Sanderson & Grainger, from what we've seen so far there were Cybermats."

Harry nodded. "There's been multiple infestations in London since the International Electromatics invasion. Shotgun filled with gold dust works most of the time."

"I'll advise the local commander, thank you Harry."

"Which Doctor Kate?" Harry asked before she had time to end the call.

"The one with the bow tie, the young one."

"The same one as UNIT Base 5," Harry pondered.

"Yes, you think it's connected?"

Harry let out a breath he didn't realise he'd been holding. "It's the Doctor, I don't think you nor I could try to guess what the Doctor gets up to, even when he worked for UNIT he did his own thing."

Kate laughed. "Thank you again Harry for everything, Greyhound Leader out."

-/ - \\-

Harry Potter sat at his desk, annoyed that there wasn't anything shooting at him, annoyed that his box of 'things to look into' were only complicated things like 'how to deal with the unstable areas of London for magic'. That was a big one in the 'I don't want to think about' pile.

It presented so many questions without answers; how it happened, why it happened, was it just magic it affected, how could they reverse it...and more to the point how to cause it. He fancied every government would like to know how to keep magical people would of their most secure facilities. It was a question he wasn't sure he should investigate. He could probably create a better map of the unstable areas of London, but equally he was pretty sure a dedicated team of witches and wizards, maybe someone within Hermione's team could do it just as well.

The 3W Institute hadn't turned up anything of significance. He'd sent back to the Ministry a preliminary report saying there wasn't any threat at the moment and that they were pursuing more information. It wasn't what he wanted to say, he wanted an absolute yes or no. But at the moment all they could say was that they didn't know and there wasn't any obvious involvement of wizards.

Before he could begin to think about dealing with one of the Ministry's more boring requests for information his phone rang, saving him from investigating a potions importer that was selling 'special whale meat', whatever that might be.

"This is LPI."

"Harry Potter?" Asked a voice, female, Harry was sure he recognised it.

"Yes," he said carefully as he began to trace the call.

"It's Amy Pond, we met you, I think a little while ago, you said we might meet again." She explained, and wanted to know about the Doctor.

"I'll come and meet you Amy, it's easier to talk in person, especially about the Doctor."

-/ - \\-

Harry got out of the McLaren F1 and looked around Leadworth, he'd been here before, investigating the Doctor, now, here he was again.

Walking over to their house Harry didn't even have a chance to knock on the door, he was ushered in, brought tea and biscuits and then interrogated by Amy, with Rory interjecting every so often.

Harry was a little stunned by the all the information, always when he talked with the Doctor and Magister, before Harry thought of him as 'the Master' it was never bombarding him with information it was always a friendly chat.

Amy seemed to want to get everything on the table, Harry being someone who'd understand.

On the 22nd April 2011, Amy, Rory and River Song had met the Doctor at Lake Silencio.

After he'd confirmed he knew River Song. "Yes, we've met. She saved me when I first met her. Then she tried to kill her the first time she met me."

"What?" Rory had said.

"You've met her like the Doctor? Out of order right?" Amy had asked.

Then they'd moved on, Amy was a duplicate, and then she wasn't and this 'Madam Kovarian had captured her to create the ultimate weapon against the Doctor'.

River Song.

River Song was Amy and Rory's daughter.

River Song.

Harry was sure he'd been quiet for far too long, too long for polite discussions.

"Let me see if I understand this. River, is your daughter, she brought you back to Earth, to wait for the Doctor to find her as a baby? Shouldn't she know?" Harry wondered and shook his head. "Even if she did she wouldn't say, she'd be all spoilers and sass," he exhaled.

"The Doctor said you're his oldest friend, you should know how to contact him Harry." Amy pressed.

Harry exhaled and wondered if it was too early in the day to start drinking. "I've known plenty of Doctors," he looked between the couple. "The Doctor you travelled with, the one with the bow tie, I know he visited Earth late last year."

"Last year?" Amy asked.

"According to a friend of mine he was..." Harry realised who the Doctor was talking about to Sarah. "You were on your honeymoon, of course..." Harry said to himself.

Amy and Rory looked at him curiously.

"I only know that he was also recently in Colchester." Harry finally said.

"We do our shopping there occasionally." Rory said.

"Sanderson & Grainger?" Harry wondered.

"Yes," Rory said carefully. "Why?"

"There was an ancient Cyberman ship underneath it and Cybermats eating the wiring. UNIT's dealing with it," Harry explained as casually as he could.

"But what about my Doctor?" Amy asked again.

Harry smiled gently at Amy. "Amy, I don't know. You've travelled with him longer than I've known your Doctor," he paused. "I've barely travelled with the Doctor, I know him as my oldest and best friend," he continued. "If he needed he would send you a message."

"And if he doesn't need to?" Rory wondered.

Harry smirked at him. "Then you need to send him a message," he paused. "Don't go defacing any major monuments. Heritage get annoyed about that sort of thing," he looked between them. "But wait, see if he does contact and then if not, think of something. If you've fought alongside Silurians and Sontarans, against Headless Monks, contacting the Doctor, your Doctor and making sure he hears should be a piece of cake."

"And if he doesn't listen?" Amy asked, a twinge of desperation in her voice. "Then I'll call in an invasion," Harry said casually. "A small one, that should get one of the Doctors' attention."

-/ - \\-

Barely a month later Ioan dropped a newspaper into his lap. "Not wizards."

Harry looked at it. It was a local paper. The Leadworth Chronicle.

"Will the Ministry be investigating do you think?" Harry asked as he opened the paper out fully and snorted.

"I don't know, do you want to?" Ioan asked.

Harry shrugged. "Let's take the new temporal scanner, I think the batteries will last better."

"As long as it's lighter." Ioan grumbled. "You think the Doctor's been there?"

"Easiest way to test to see if the temporal scanners work, find something temporal to test it on." Harry mused.

-/

"We have access to the temporal rift in Cardiff and you bring us out to a field in Leadworth," Judith wrinkled her nose.

"The rift is something else. You're the one complaining we never leave London." Harry countered as they got out of the Defender.

"Square in the middle over there." Ioan pointed.

"In the middle of the police tape." Judith said as Harry cast his wand around in a large arc.

"The Ministry's definitely been here, not a very good job though, do you feel it?" Harry asked of Judith.

"Weird feeling there, not so there, weird there," she pointed either side of the crop circle.

"Hopefully this was done by a new recruit not someone who's been working there for a while." Harry said as they followed Ioan who'd already made his way out into the crop circle.

"Why?" Judith asked.

"Because it'd make me worried for the future of Aurors and other people in the Ministry," Harry grimaced.

"Worried for the quality of people you want to poach for your new LPI team?" Judith asked teasingly.

"For now no, fewer crises mean there's no need," he admitted. "But I would like one or two witches or wizards that I can call on who don't mind a bit of danger, just in case," he admitted as they reached Ioan. "Well, is it the Doctor?"

Ioan grinned. "Matches within the parameters. And I agree, some people we trust would be good, I was knackered after that business."

"Weren't we all." Harry said looking around.

"Two sets of tyre tracks. Different widths of cars," Judith pointed around them.

"Both taken away by the local plod no doubt," Harry pondered. "Grab some of wheat that the TARDIS landed on, we can experiment on it later," Harry said to Ioan.

He and Ioan had been messing around with time stuff, mostly out of curiosity. Since they'd discovered Cohort Dow's secret time turner recharging thing under Westminster it had intrigued him. Not a huge amount, not to obsession, but enough to wonder about it. Ioan too, like the Xecotcovach X-1 and X-2 projects it was something that didn't involve mortal danger that they could apply wizarding to.

Ioan, Harry had found enjoyed the being shot at far less than he did.

"Enjoyed is probably not the right word Harry," Judith said quietly and then looked at him. "Maybe it is."

"I think you do it by micro-expressions, or maybe I really do mutter to myself," Harry looked to Judith who smiled secretively at him.

-/

A classic Mini and a Corvette Stingray.

"Wands down boys," Judith commented lightly. They were in the Leadworth police storage yard, which currently only held two cars and what looked like a balloon basket.

The Mini belonged to Rory Williams, the Stingray had been stolen by one "Mels" whose last name was too smudged to read, every time she'd been arrested it had been smudged, and each time she'd been arrested she'd been too young to charge.

It was odd.

The Stingray hadn't been dusted for prints, the police had CCTV of the theft and it speeding through Leadworth's, seemingly only speed camera trap.

"Swab for DNA," he said to Judith. "Let's get out the detailed temporal and energy gear, I want to work out how and where these were related to the TARDIS."

"Aside from Rory and Amy writing a message to the Doctor you mean?" Ioan asked with some mirth.

"Exactly." Harry said.

-/ - \\-

They had returned to his house, he'd already run the DNA three times.

It was only because most of his scanning equipment, the advanced stuff, the stuff that he hadn't been able to properly reproduce. Their portable stuff was all native technology, stuff he had soldered, welded and soniced together.

The advanced scanning stuff was put together from bits. Including a lot of Dalek technology.

It was the Dalek tech that had pulled apart the DNA to find a target, the other that his conventional scanners didn't recognise.

"You're sure?" Judith asked looking at the blue scanner image of the helix of DNA rotating slowly.

"Human, plus..." Harry trailed off. "Human plus Time Lord...not a lot, not even enough to really make her a Time Lord. Maybe."

"The Dalek tech recognises it as dangerous," Ioan mused.

"Dalek tech will recognise a mouldy piece of bread as a weapon given half a chance," Judith countered.

"And this means...?" Ioan prompted.

"Nothing wizard-related." Harry tapped his fingers on the bench. "Just another curiosity, especially to do with Amy, Rory and the Doctor."

"And a Time Lord human hybrid." Judith mused.

"Yes. That." Harry said in stops.

-/

Mels seemed to have turned up from no where, which did suggest she was something more than human.

There were plenty of photos of her, plenty enough to put it through every facial recognition system he had access to, and a few more he didn't.

The earliest Harry had found was in New York City in 1970, a woman matching a sketch of her had escaped the police stealing clothes from a clothing store. The sketch had recently been digitised by some historical project.

Which was several sorts of weird, though thinking on it, not amazingly so. She'd certainly aged, just not at the right rate, she looked almost the same from 1970 to the 1990s and then seemed to take a burst of aging...in time with Amy and Rory.

She had definitely sought them out.

Why, though Harry couldn't figure it out. Maybe he'd never find out.

He decided tea as ever would help at least to give him a break in pondering this issue.

As ever he was interrupted by communication.

Post.

A request for intervention from the Ministry.

-/ - \\-

The three of them were sat in a room talking casually with Susan Bones in what seemed to be newly appointed offices of the Department of Ministry Investigations.

They were waiting on one more person from the Ministry to turn up.

"Hermione, good. We can begin." Susan said as Hermione knocked and entered.

"Oh, sorry Susan, I was, distracted by a collapse in the lower levels," Hermione explained.

"The files room again?" Susan's tone made it sound like this happened all of the time.

Hermione shook her head. "It looks like someone did some very bad transfiguration repairs to a storage cupboard, then the potions waste transfer storage was built a few floors above."

Susan's eyes went wide. "Deaths?"

"Not recently, but I've put my team onto picking apart things, once they'd finished neutralising the potions waste."

"Nasty," Harry commented, only to seem like he was still in the room.

This seemed to bring Susan back to focus on them. "Hermione's been completing a survey of significant-"

Hermione interrupted. "And insignificant Ministry sites, including some which were on the books as ones to be monitored."

"But were never paid for, if the Department of Ministry Investigations is involved," Harry surmised.

Hermione nodded. "That too. Harry, but this one requires LPI I think."

Susan tapped her wand on the, thus far blank parchment on the table in front of them. Then swirls of ink flowed the show a map.

"This is a sea fort built during World War Two by wizards and muggles."

"Wizards and muggles? Was this Grindelwald or Nazi worries?" Ioan asked in a curiously eager tone.

"A combination, the history of it and wizarding involvement in the Channel is complicated." Hermione's tone suggested it was massively complicated.

"It looks like it's off the coast of Southwell." Judith mused.

"About 18 or 20 miles off the coast," Hermione explained, looking to Susan who nodded. "During my investigation of various magical sites this one was noted as one of many that hadn't been investigated in some years."

"You said that about a lot of places," Harry queried.

Hermione nodded. "This one also had some Ministry funding going towards its upkeep."

"What sort of funding?" Ioan wondered.

"Money, potions ingredients, certain magical creatures. Nothing the Ministry would ordinarily notice," Susan answered and explained.

"I assume you sent some people to go and look into it?" Harry paused and gave Susan a look. "What happened to them?"

Susan returned his look with a seriously neutral expression, professional all the way. "The first team flew out there, they found an abandoned sea fort. The second group, their brooms almost dropped out of the sky."

"You tried sending them to apparate instead didn't you?" Harry asked in a sinking tone.

"They survived Harry." Susan reassured him.

"Splinching?" Ioan asked.

Hermione gave a short nod.

"What else is weird about it?" Judith asked curiously studying the two women before them.

"I sent out a third team, just to observe it, they said they thought they saw it change, shift, growing a landing pad. A helicopter pad probably, then disappearing," Hermione explained. "I flew out with a time turner to see for myself."

"And?" Harry pressed.

Hermione nodded. "I saw the same thing. But then I tried to get closer and the time turner started to get hot."

Harry leaned back in his chair. "Interesting."

"He's intrigued now," Judith teased.

"Of course, a mysterious sea fort that might be time travelling." Ioan continued.

Harry looked to them both and then back to Hermione and Susan. "You'll need to keep everyone away from it, and we'll need all your data," he paused and clarified. "Your information on it. Everything. We'll work it out."

-/ - \\-

A/N:

For this chapter I hadn't quite intended to get onto the question of Mels.

But I did want to have Harry summoned by Amy asking where the Doctor is, and things just went from here.

This chapter rounds off the Miracle Day negation. The Blessing gets locked behind the dwarf star alloy blocks.

Next chapter is something special, for which this chapter is kind of a big lead in / introduction to.

This is a little bit of a throw forward, next chapter when the parachutes open, think of the James Bond theme.