A/N: Hello everyone! We are getting closer to the end of this episode, it's basically a three parter from what I've written so far. Anyway, I apologise for any spelling or grammatical errors that I may have missed, I will read it once more and edit what I find. Enjoy!

The expression on Kari's face was unreadable as she followed Martha through the water from the small rowboat and to the shore where someone was standing and waiting. Three months had passed since she had found Martha Jones, and those three months had really opened Kari's eyes. She had seen what had been going on, what had happened while she was standing beside the Master.

She had told stories, just like Martha had. The pair of them had taken turns, giving each other time to rest between the talking. But everyone always wanted more, and they still ended up completely exhausted. The dark circles under Kari's eyes showed it as well, she had actually refused to sleep, even though Martha had caught her dozing off a few times recently.

"What's your name then?" Martha asked the man standing before them, adjusting her backpack as she caught her breath and looked around a little.

The man smiled at her a little. "Tom Milligan. No need to ask who you are, the famous Martha Jones. How long since you were last in Britain?" His eyes quickly flicked to Kari, and look of confusion spread across his face, before his attention returned to Martha.

"Three hundred and sixty five days. It's been a long year."

Tom nodded and started to lead Martha, and Kari, along the beach. "So what's the plan?" He asked as they were walking.

Martha quickly glanced behind her to check on Kari. Her eyes were cast down, watching her feet as they walked. Martha had noticed how distant she had started to become, and it seriously worried her. "This Professor Docherty, I need to see her. Can you get me there?"

The man then looked behind as well, trying to work out what Martha had been looking at. "She works at a repair shed, Nuclear Planet Seven. I can get you inside." Martha nodded at him as they carried on walking. "What's this all for? What's so important about her?"

"Sorry, the more you know, the more you're at risk."

"There's a lot of people depending on you. You're a bit of a legend." Tom informed her, clearly not wanting them to be walking in silence.

Martha scoffed a little. "And what does the legend say?" Her tone made it clear that she was not impressed with there being legends about her, she wasn't impressed with anything that had happened over the past year. She had been doing one thing and one thing only.

"That you sailed the Atlantic, walked across America. That you were the only person to get out of Japan alive. Martha Jones, they say, she's going to save the world." The man told her as they carried on walking. "Bit late for that." He added as an after thought. "And then there was all this talk of some woman called Kari. The woman with the golden hair and eyes, appearing out of nowhere every time, the Golden Angel, they call her."

Kari couldn't help but snigger a little from behind the pair, which caused Tom to suddenly stop. "Did you hear that?" He said, getting Martha to stop and looing around them quickly.

Martha realised that he must have heard Kari. "So, what else do they say about this Kari woman, then?" She asked, trying to quickly distract him.

"That she knows the Master, that she's known him since he was a kid, and that she's out there to try and stop him. That's about it, really. She seems to be a hard person to find." Tom said, missing the smile that was on Martha's face. Kari had only been with her for the last part of her journey around the world, but she had still managed to make a name for herself.

"Yeah, Kari Conner is a bit of a mystery. But she's been through a lot the past year as well. Not a lot of people know who she really is, or what's happened to her. There is a lot more to her than what you see on the surface." Martha told him, looking at the woman out of the corner of her eyes. It looked like she was in a world of her own, which she often was these days.

"You speak as if you know from experience." Tom pointed out to her, still looking around for what had caused that noise.

Martha couldn't help but smile a little. "Well, maybe I do know her." She said, walking forward once more, knowing that Tom had only heard Kari and that there was nothing to worry about. She stopped when they reached a van with a flat bed on the back. "How come you can drive? Don't you get stopped?"

"Medical staff. Used to work in paediatrics back in the old days. But that gives me a licence to travel so I can help out other labour camps." Tom explained as he got into the van.

"Great, we're travelling with a doctor." Martha said, before looking at Kari. She was extremely concerned for her now, she barely spoke, she didn't sleep, and hardly ever touched any food. Kari was just a shell now, nothing like the person that she used to be, and Martha was worried that it was permanent, and that she would never get better. "Are you okay?"

Kari just looked at her and nodded slightly, her face still void of all emotion. "We need to move." She said, before opening the door to the cab of the van and pretty much pushing Martha inside. Kari looked up at the dark sky, the sadness that she had been feeling growing even stronger.

She couldn't forget the things that she had seen, the spheres that had come whizzing down and killing people. The image was etched in her memory, and it was never going to go away, and she was never going to forgive the man behind it all. People were being killed, just for the sake of it, and they were being used for free labour. Kari was not going to stand for it, and that was why she had her mind set.

Martha had no idea what was going on inside of her head, and she wasn't planning on telling her either. She knew that if the other woman found out, then she would be forced out of her plan, and that was no going to happen. Kari was sick of the way people were being treated, sick of how the world had crumbled, how everything was being destroyed. She had seen enough pain and suffering in the past few months with Martha to last her the rest of her life.

It was only when she finally got into the van that Tom actually managed to notice her. "Who are you?" He asked, panic flooding his voice.

Kari took off her bag and placed it in her lap. "Kari Conner. Now shut up and drive." She avoided looking him in the eyes, she avoided looking anyone in the eyes these days.

All he did was keep staring at her with wide eyes. "Story goes that you and Martha are the only people on Earth who can kill him. That you two, and you two alone, can kill the Master stone dead."

Martha gave Kari a quick glance, wondering why she had let Tom finally see her. It wasn't like Kari to let herself be noticed, not unless they were sure it was safe, like when they were underground with the resistance. "Let's just drive." Martha ended up snapping. Kari's attitude was just making her nervous.

Tom started up the engine and the three of them started on their way. Kari took a deep breath and closed her eyes, grateful to be back on dry land. She really hadn't liked the long trip back from America, she really hadn't enjoyed the sea trip very much. Her stomach had been twisting and turning the whole time, and she had given up trying to eat since it was all just coming straight back out. Now there was just too much going on in her head for her to even contemplate trying to eat.

Although she didn't want to sleep, the humming of the engine and the silence of the night was slowly lulling her to sleep. She didn't bother to try and fight it, Kari didn't even have the energy to try and fight it. The times that she had fallen asleep, her mind had been cruel to her, showing her images of the Master and the Doctor. And this was going to be no different, as once again the face of the Master appeared in her mind.

"Citizens rejoice. Your lord and master stands on high, playing track three." A voice called, as the Master came into the room, dancing to a Scissor Sisters track. He went straight over to his human wife, kissing her and dancing with her, but there was something in her eyes that showed she wasn't happy. The bruising around her eye was probably an indication of an unhealthy marriage.

The Master was singing, as he took a swing of the tea, served by someone that Kari recognised. Straight away he spat it out, throwing the cup to the floor, where it shattered into pieces. He headed up the stairs on the flight deck of a place that Kari recognised, where she remembered being not so long ago. The man rang the bell, and an old man struggled out of the tent that was his home on the floor. He didn't get far before the Master grabbed hold of him and forced him into a wheelchair, wheeling him around the large table in the centre of the room, still singing away.

He only stopped when they reached a small round window. "It's ready to rise, Doctor. The new Time Lord Empire." The Master said to the old man in the wheelchair. "It's good, isn't it? Isn't it good? Anything?" He waved his hand in front of the old man's face. "No? Anything?" The doctor continued to look out of the window, his face expressionless. "Oh, but they broke your hearts, didn't they, those Toclafane, ever since you worked out what they really are." Still, there was nothing. "They say Martha Jones has come back home, with a Golden Angel. Now why would they do that?"

They both knew who the Golden Angel was, it really didn't take much to work it out. "Leave them alone." The Doctor managed to hiss.

"But you said something to her, didn't you? On the day I took control." The Master asked him. "What did you tell her?"

The Doctor looked at him, remembering exactly what he had said to Martha, remembering the lone tear that fell and rolled down her cheek. "I have one thing to say to you. You know what it is."

"Oh, no you don't!" The Master called, getting up from where he had been kneeling and spinning the wheelchair around, before pushing the Doctor away from him. "Come on, people! What are we doing? Launch Day in twenty four hours."

Kari woke up sharply, gasping as she did. Martha was looking at her, the worry seeping out through her eyes. "Kari… what is it?" She asked her friend softly. Over the time they had been together, she had noticed something about Kari, about what happened when she slept.

"He knows." Kari whispered. "He knows we're back." She couldn't shake off that dream, because she knew now that it was more than just a dream. Her dreams had been filled with nightmares, images of what was going on with the Master, of everything that was happening without her there. She didn't know how, and she didn't know why, but she knew it was all real and that it was really happening.

Martha looked at her, a grim look on her face. "Are you sure?" Kari nodded at her, completely sure of what she had just seen and heard in her dream. "Well then, we best be prepared."

They continued the drive in silence. Kari made sure to keep herself awake this time, she did not want to see anything else of what was going on back on the Valliant. She knew it was bad, she knew that the Doctor, Jack, Martha's family, and even Lucy the Master's wife, were all suffering.

Finally daylight greeted them, and soon enough they were out of the van and walking through a quarry. The sight that greeted them made Kari's stomach turn. "All over the Earth, those things." Martha said, nodding to the gigantic statue of the Master. "He's even carved himself into Mount Rushmore."

"Best to keep down." Tom said to both the women, crouching down himself as they started to climb the quarry to get a look over the edge. "Here we go. The entire south coast of England, converted into shipyards. They bring in slave labour every morning. Break up cars, houses, anything, just for the metal. Building a fleet out of scrap."

The trio looked up at the fleet of rockets that were being held there and made there. "You should see Russia." Martha said, taking a hold of Kari's hand and giving it a gentle squeeze. "That's Shipyard Number One. All the way from the Black Sea to the Bering Strait, there's a hundred thousand rockets getting ready for war."

"War? With who?" Tom had absolutely no idea what the Master was planning, but Kari and Martha did.

"The rest of the universe." Kari said quietly, her head beginning to pound a little. That was happening to her a lot recently, the thumping headaches that she would get made her feel sick, and there was nothing she could do to stop them. She didn't even know what brought them on all of a sudden.

Martha knew that he needed more of an explanation that what Kari had given him. She was surprised that Kari had actually said anything at all. "We've been out there, Tom, in space, before all this happened, and there's a thousand different civilisations all around us with no idea of what's happening here."

"Oh, they know something is going on. Sol Three is now entering terminal extinction. Planet Earth is closed. Everyone has been told to keep away." Kari muttered. She didn't know how she knew that, or why she had even said it, but she knew it was the truth.

Tom looked at her with his jaw slightly slack, before Martha continued to speak. "The Master can build weapons big enough to devastate them all."

"You've been in space? Both of you?"

Martha just looked at him. "Problem with that?" She asked him, wondering how he was going to act to that little piece of information.

"No. No, just… wow." It was clear he was slightly stunned. "Anything else I should know?"

"We've met Shakespeare." Martha told him casually.

Before anything else could be said, they all heard a whirring noise. Instinctively, Kari and Martha both ducked down as low as they could, just as two spheres came zooming towards them. "Identify, little man." One of the spheres called, hovering in front of Tom.

"I've got a licence." He said in a panic, pulling out his identification. "Thomas Milligan, Peripatetic Medical Squad. I'm allowed to travel. I was just checking for…"

The sphere cut him off, not interested in his talk. "Soon the rockets will fly, and everyone will need medicine. You'll be so busy." It called, before flying off, laughing as it went.

Tom looked at Martha and Kari. "But they didn't see you."

"How do you think I travelled the world?" Martha asked him, pulling out the TARDIS key that was still hanging around her neck. Kari pulled her one out as well, looking at it and twisting it around between her fingers.

Soon they found themselves back at the van. "Because the Master set up Archangel, that mobile network. Fifteen satellites around the planet, but really, it's transmitting this low level psychic field. That's how everyone got hypnotised into thinking he was Harold Saxon. Well, everyone except Kari." Martha explained to him.

"Saxon… feels like years ago." Tom told them both, as they neared the van.

"But the key's tuned in to the same frequency. Makes us sort of… not invisible, just unnoticeable." Martha told him, finishing her explanation and looking over to Kari, who was still fiddling with her key.

Tom followed her gaze and looking at the woman who was mostly silent. He had hardly heard anything from her, apart from the few words she had said, telling him who she was. "Well, I can see you. Both of you."

"That's because you wanted to see me. Kari's one is stronger, people can only see her if she wants them to see her." Martha told him, giving him a small smile. She was glad that Kari's one was stronger, that she was more hidden that she was. It kept her safer, and that's all she cared about.

Tom couldn't help but smile back at her. "Yeah, I suppose I did."

Kari finally tucked her key back under her top and gave Martha a little nudge with her arm, nodding towards Tom. Martha seemed to get the message, and her cheeks reddened a little. "Is there a Mrs Milligan?" She asked him, knowing to trust Kari.

"No. No, what about you?" Martha shook her head at him. "What about you, Kari? You got someone?"

Kari looked up at him, a sad smile on her face. "I got the best man in the whole of time and space. Except I messed up, and I doubt he will ever forgive me."

Martha knew what she was talking about, and she desperately wanted to avoid it. "Come on, we've got to find this Docherty woman." She said, opening the door to the van and getting inside, dragging Kari along with her.

Tom seemed to get the hint that it wasn't something that should be spoken about, so he dropped it. "We'll have to wait until the next work shift. What time is it now?"

"It's nearly three o'clock." Martha told him, after having a quick look at her watch.

Kari's eyes widened at finding out what time it was. "No… oh, they are so stupid. The Doctor is a complete idiot." She muttered to herself. Both Martha and Tom glanced over at her, wondering what she was talking about. "Isomorphic controls, which means they only work for him. Seriously, Doctor, what were you thinking?"

Martha bit her lip, deciding to take the plunge and ask Kari what she was talking about. "Kari, what's going on?"

"Uh, the Doctor, he's done something stupid. He thought that he could take his screwdriver, but it's isomorphic, only he can use it. Your mother almost got hit with the laser. He's going to lock your family back up again. I'm sorry." Kari told her, feeling her eyes start to fill up with water. "I am so sorry Martha…"

Straight away the woman wrapped an arm around her friend. "Kari, it's not your fault. You have nothing to be sorry for. I'm the one that's sorry, for blaming all this on you when it first started. I know you don't remember it, but I am still sorry." Martha told her, knowing that her friend was rather upset.

Tom was looking at the pair of them, wondering what was going on. "Sorry, what's going on?"

"Nothing. It doesn't matter." But the look on Tom's face showed that he didn't believe Martha. "Kari she's… well she can sort of see things. It's hard to explain it all, but right now, something bad has happened. The Master, he has my family, and her fiancée and brother."

He looked at her in horror. "I'm… I'm sorry. I didn't know." Tom stuttered.

Martha just shrugged it off. "No one knows, except for us. We know who he really is, Kari knows him better. At least, she will at some point." Once again, Tom was left in confusion. "The Master lied to her, for nine months. Something happened, and she lost most of her memories. There are some things that she can remember but…"

"I know the Master." Kari said suddenly. "He's known me since he was a child, but thanks to time travel, I've not met him yet. At least, I don't think I have." She explained. Everything was still a mess for her, even if she had unintentionally remembered a few small things. Kari had remembered going to some event, and meeting Martha's mother, brother and sister. She remembered chasing some monster, or rather, some monster chasing her, with Martha and her sister right behind her. "And now he wants revenge."

"Revenge? For what?" Tom asked, wondering what it was that the Master had against Earth and its inhabitants.

Kari quickly shook her head. "It doesn't matter. Right now, all that matters is getting to Professor Docherty." Tom nodded at her, and they were quick to organise a plan to get to the woman.

Soon enough, the man was cutting through the fencing, creating a gap for the three of them to sneak in through. They then charged across the overgrown outskirts of the shipyard, heading straight to the workshop where Professor Docherty was residing.

"Professor Docherty?" Tom asked, entering the building with Martha and Kari behind him while an older woman bashed an old and modified television set.

"Busy." The woman called, not even bothering to look up.

But that didn't deter him. "They sent word ahead. I'm Tom Milligan. This is Martha Jones." He told her, leaving out Kari, as she did not want the woman to know she was there. She knew what the woman was going to do, who she was going to get in contact with, and she did not want her name to be mentioned.

"She can be the Queen of Sheba for all I care. I'm still busy." Professor Docherty said, still working on trying to get the television to work.

"Televisions don't work anymore." Martha reminded the woman, watching Kari out of the corner of her eye. She was slowly walking around the room, keeping to the shadows and inspecting certain things.

"Oh God, I miss Countdown. Never been the same since Des took over. Both Deses." Professor Docherty said, starting to get side tracked. "What's the plural for Des? Desii? Deseen? But we've been told there's going to be a transmission from the man himself." She hit the old TV a few more times and a black and white image appeared on the screen. "There!"

"My people." The Master said on the screen. "Salutations. On this, the eve of war. Lovely woman. But I know there's all sorts of whispers down there. Stories of a child, walking the Earth, giving you hope. And her Golden Angel. But I ask you, how much hope has this man got?" He asked, the Doctor now visible on the screen as well. "Say hello, Gandalf. Except he's not that old, but he's an alien with a much greater lifespan than you stunted little apes. But what if it showed." Kari felt her chest tighten at the man's words. "What if I suspended your capacity to regenerate? All nine hundred years of your life, Doctor. What if we could see them?"

Kari had to look away, squeezing her eyes shut tightly. She could hear the Doctor crying out, and clamped her hands over her ears. "Older and older and older. Down you go, Doctor. Down, down, down the years." Now the tears were streaming down her face. She could still hear it, in her head, she could hear the Doctor crying out from pain.

"Stop it…" Kari whispered, finding it harder and harder to breathe. "Please, stop…"

And suddenly it did stop, right after Kari had pleaded for it to stop. "Doctor?" She heard the Master say, his voice sounding slightly unsure. There was silence for too long, and Kari opened her eyes to look at the screen. When she did, she saw the Master once more. "Received and understood, Miss Jones?" He said, before the transmission ended.

"I'm sorry." Tom said, looking to Martha, only she wasn't where she had been standing, she was over with Kari, her arms wrapped around her tightly. It was only then that Professor Docherty noticed the other woman standing there.

"The Doctor's still alive." Kari told them, trying to pull herself together. "I know he is."

The older woman looked at her with suspicion. "And who are you?"

"Karianne Smith." Professor Docherty raised an eyebrow at her. "An old friend of the Doctor and Martha." Kari wasn't going to tell her any more than that. She wasn't going to give her the name that the Master knew her by, but if the Doctor heard that name, he would know it was her. She hoped.

Martha gave her a small smile as she finally let her go. "We used to travel with the Doctor together. We've only just found each other again recently." Kari was grateful that Martha was indulging the woman in her lie. "But we know the Doctor, and she's right, he isn't dead."

"But you saw it. The Master, he killed him." Tom protested, not knowing anything about the Doctor or Time Lords at all.

Both Kari and Martha shook their heads at him. "No he hasn't. The Master wouldn't kill him, they used to be friends at one point. His revenge isn't killing the Doctor, it's making him suffer." Kari explained. Things had started making more sense to her now, she had been part of his plan, the Master's plan for revenge. She knew that now, and she hated herself for falling for it like an idiot.

"And you know this, how, exactly?" Kari really didn't like the woman's tone. She also didn't like what she knew was going to happen. She still couldn't remember everything, but Martha's words about the woman kept swimming around at the front of her mind.

"Because I do, okay?" Kari snapped. "I know more than you could ever imagine. I have seem more than you would ever dream of. I've seen hell, and I've seen what people would call heaven. I have been to more planets than you would believe, seen more amazing sights than you could ever imagine. So don't you dare question me!" Martha rested a hand on her arm, trying to get her to calm down. She knew the signs of Kari starting to lose it, and the golden glow that was starting to build in her eyes was just one sign of that.

"It's okay, Karianne. I know, and I believe you. It doesn't matter what everyone else thinks, you don't have to listen to any of them." Martha told her softly, watching as the glow started to fade. "You know the truth, and so do I." Kari nodded at her, taking a deep breath and letting it out slowly before walking over to the corner to be on her own. "You might want to be a bit more careful around her." Martha warned the woman. "The Master took everything away from her, it's broken her."

Professor Docherty looked at Kari, and then back to Martha. "Who did she lose?" The woman asked quietly, watching as Kari closed her eyes and tried to pull herself together. She could see her mumbling to herself, clenching her fists tightly.

Martha let out a sigh. "Her fiancé, and her brother. He took both of them away from her. Everything she had was taken by him, and in it all, she lost most of her memories." The Professors jaw dropped, much like Tom's had when she had told him about the war the Master was planning. "And because she can't remember everything, she has a much shorter temper. Imagine it, spending a whole year not knowing who you were and how you could trust. Forgetting everyone you had ever met. How would you feel if that happened to you?"

"Well… I…" The woman didn't really know how to respond. "But if she's lost her memories, how can she know all these things?" It was obvious that she was curious, and that nothing much was making sense.

"Things have started coming back to her, little things. She doesn't even realise that it's a memory, she just starts talking and out it comes. Every time she tries to remember on her own, she just makes herself ill. Without the pressure, she can remember things." Martha explained to her.

Martha could remember clearly the time when Kari had told everyone the story of Professor Lazarus. She had gone to check on her one night when she was telling stories to one of the safe houses they her moved on to, and Kari was sitting there, giving them every detail of what had happened. It was only after she had finished telling her story, that she realised it was a memory.

The time passed by quickly, and soon they were getting on to the topic of why Kari, Martha, and Tom were all there. "Obviously the Archangel Network would seem to be the Master's greatest weakness." Professor Docherty explained, giving Tom all the paperwork she had on it. "Fifteen satellites all around the Earth, still transmitting. That's why there's so little resistance. It's broadcasting telepathic signal that keeps people scared."

"We could just take them out." Tom suggested.

Kari shook her head. "We'd need fifteen ground to air missiles, which we don't have."

The Professor agreed with her. "Besides, any military action, the Toclafane descend."

"They're not called Toclafane. That's a name the Master made up." Kari informed her, already having an idea of what they were. Both she and Martha had come to the same conclusion, and neither of them liked it.

"Then what are they, then?"

"Well, that's why I came to find you. Know your enemy." Martha said, trying her best not to smile. "I've got this." She added, pulling a CD out of her bag. "No one's been able to look at a sphere close up. They can't even be damaged, except once. The lightning strike in South Africa brought one of them down, just by chance. I've got the readings on this."

The woman looked at her and the disc with wide eyes, before taking it and putting it into one of the many computers she had gathered around the place. "Oh, whoever thought we'd miss Bill Gates?" She complained, trying to get the computer to work properly.

"So is that why you travelled the world? To find a disc?" Tom asked as they waited for it to load correctly. Kari was just standing there, watching, and waiting.

"No, just got lucky."

"I heard stories that you walked the Earth to find a way to build a weapon." Professor Docherty said, before the computer finally decided to work and load the information on the disc. "There! A current of fifty-eight point five kilo amperes transferred charged for five hundred and ten mega joules precisely."

Tom leaned down and looked at the screen as well. "Can you recreate that?"

"I think so." The Professor said, before a smile stretched across her face. "Easily, yes."

Even Martha was smiling now. "Right then, Doctor Milligan, we're going to get us a sphere."

The four of them headed outside, the trap all set and ready to go. Tom fired his gun, grasping the attention of the spheres, which quickly descended on him. He ran, right to where Kari, Martha and Professor Docherty were waiting. "He's coming. You ready?" Martha asked the woman, seeing Tom head their way.

"You do your job, I'll do mine." The woman snapped. As soon as Tom ran past, bolts of electricity came from the devices on the side of the walls, zapping the sphere and causing it to fall to the ground with a thump. "That's only half the job. Let's find out what's inside."

They headed back inside, the sphere being carried carefully. None of them really knew what to expect, or if it was going to suddenly spring to life and kill them all straight away. Kari was nervous, chewing on her thumbnail as her eyes focused on the metal ball. There was something scratching away at the back of her mind, trying to tell her what it was without having to open it and find out. She didn't want her theory to be true, and she didn't want to listen to the noise in her head either. She wanted it all to be over, and for her to remember everything she had forgotten. But she wasn't holding out much hope of that happening any time soon.

A/N: Well, that's another chapter done. I can't believe how much I have needed up doing for this story line, it just seems too much, but as long as you are all enjoying it, I guess it's okay.

I've had a few suggestions for next episodes, I'm going to put a poll up to find what Clara episode you want to so. But I am NOT doing Day of the Doctor. I already have big plans for that, and it has to wait a little longer I'm afraid. Sorry!

Now, I want to say a big thank you to everyone who has favourited/followed the story. It's so nice to know there are so many of you out there who enjoy the story. Also, an absolutely massive hug and thank you to everyone who has taken the time to leave a review. I honestly do love to read them, and they really do encourage me to keep my backside going and write more.

As I said, I will be doing a poll to find out what Clara episode I should be doing first. So go to my profile and check that out.

Until next week!

Pippa.