A/N: And here we are, another week and another chapter. I know I have missed a few errors somewhere along the way, forgive me for that. Anyway, I hope you enjoy this chapter, more notes at the end.

Kari stood there with the rest of the guys, having shouted and jumped and cheered on the Doctor. "You are so on the team." Sean announced, returning with a blue plastic carrier bag that was filled with cans of larger. "Next week we've got the Crown and Anchor. We're going to annihilate them."

"Annihilate? No. No violence, do you understand me?" The Doctor told the man suddenly, his grip on Kari's hand getting a little tighter. "Not while I'm around. Not today, not ever. I'm the Doctor, the Oncoming, Storm…" His little rant stopped when he heard a rather familiar little chuckling coming from beside him. It took him a moment, but he realised why his Kari was laughing. "And you basically meant beat them in a football match, didn't you?"

Sean didn't really know how to react, none of them did, they were all just looking at the Doctor like he was a little crazy. "Yeah."

"Lovely, what sort of time?" The Doctor asked him, at exactly the same moment that Craig opened his can of larger, getting sprayed with the foam that had been created inside.

That was when Kari's eyes widened, as it happened again, and again, and again. "No… Idiot, idiot, idiot!" She cried, smacking her head with her hand. She had been so busy watching the Doctor, too busy enjoying herself, that she had completely forgotten what was going to happen. It seemed to be happening to her more and more recently, and she didn't like it.

The Doctor just grabbed her hand tightly and rushed away from the group a little, the sound of Sophie beginning to laugh with the rest of the lads annoying him. "Amy?" He called, hoping that she could hear him through the earpiece. "Amy?"

"It's happening again." She cried back from inside the TARDIS. "Worse."

"What does the scanner say?" The Doctor asked her, not yet noticing that Kari was just standing there, her eyes slightly glazed over.

"A lot of nines." Amu told him, hang on to the scanner back inside of the ship, hoping that everything would soon calm down, that the Doctor and Kari would get her out of there. "Is it good that they're nines? Tell me it's good that they're all nines."

That was when the Doctor finally noticed Kari. "Yes, yes, it's… it's good. Zigzag plotter, zigzag plotter Amy." He called to her, stepping so that he was standing in front of his Kari. "Kari? Kari, what is it? What's wrong?"

"She was just sick of her job." Kari told him, her voice coming out in a whisper. "She wanted a better job, a job that she enjoyed. She only wanted to leave because she hated her job." A tear actually rolled down her cheek, and the Doctor was quick to reach up and wipe it away.

He had no idea what she was talking about, and he was about to ask her when a terrible screaming sound came from within the TARDIS. "Amy? Are you there?" She had screamed, and the noise had grabbed his attention. "Amy?"

"Yes. Hello." The red head finally called back.

The Doctor couldn't help but let out a sigh of relief. "Oh, thank heavens. I thought for a moment the TARDIS had been flung off into the vortex with you inside it, lost forever." Although he was talking to Amy, his attention was now back to Kari, and his brain was trying to find out what it was she could have been talking about.

"What, you mean that could actually happen?" Amy asked him vaguely remembering Kari saying something about that before she had been whisked away from her. "You have got to get me out of here." Things were getting desperate now, she had been in there for a few days, on her own, not able to get any rest in case something happened. She was exhausted, fed up, bored, and bruised.

"How are the numbers?" He had heard what Amy had asked him, but he had too many other things to worry about now.

"All fives."

The Doctor turned back to look at Craig and the rest of them, and that was when he noticed that they were finally out of that time loop they had been stuck in. "Fives? Even better. Still, it means the effect's almost unbelievably powerful and dangerous, but don't worry. Hang on, okay? I've got some rewiring to do." He swiftly ended the communication once more, now giving Kari his full attention.

"I know what's causing the time loops. I know what's happening in the flat upstairs, and you're not going to like it." It wasn't what Kari wanted to do, but she just couldn't keep it bottled up any more. She needed to give him something, because people had died, and she knew more would die if she didn't tell him, if they didn't stop it.

He didn't actually know what to say. Of course, he had a feeling from the beginning that she knew something about what was going on, he could tell from the way she was acting, the way she was so comfortable when they just barged into Craig's flat. His hands gently rested on her shoulders as he tried to get her to calm down a little. "Kari, it's all right, whatever you know is fine."

She didn't reply straight away, she simply shook her head several times. "It's really not all right, Doctor. Since we've been here, at least two people have died, and I should have stopped it."

"What do you mean? How did they die?" The Doctor was definitely confused. He had no idea how she knew people had died, and he had no idea of how she could have stopped it from happening.

"The man upstairs, he isn't a man, he isn't human at all. In fact, the whole of that flat is wrong, none if it should be there, it isn't there." Kari rambled, not even realising that half of what she was saying didn't make sense to anyone but herself. "And they are dying. Every time it happens, someone dies."

Craig and Sophie approached them, pausing the conversation they were having. "All right, you two? Some of us are heading off to get something to eat, you want to come?" Craig asked the pair, a big smile on his face and a can still in his hand.

"Uh, actually, we should probably go and finish unpacking the rest of our stuff." The Doctor told him, wrapping an arm around Kari's waist and gently tugging her towards him. "You know, finish getting settled in."

The man nodded at them both. "Okay, well, we'll see you later." He said, before he walked back to the rest of the lads, Sophie right beside him.

"Come on, let's get you back to the flat." His worry for her was growing by the second, and the Doctor knew he had to get her to calm down before he could really talk to her.

The trek back to their current home was made in silence. Kari's eyes still seemed to be glazed over a little, and even though the Doctor kept giving her hand a gently squeeze, she still didn't smile. It really did seem like she was in her own little world, and he knew that was always a bad things.

A short time later and Kari was sitting on the sofa, holding a steaming mug of tea in her hands. The Doctor sat himself down next to her, holding a mug in his own hands. "Okay, you need to try and explain what you were saying earlier, Kari." He told her quietly. His mind hadn't stopped running through what she had said, and trying to make some sense of it.

Before she answered him, she looked up at the black stain on the ceiling and noticed that it was bigger, that it had spread some more. "The man upstairs, he isn't a real man. He's just like… some programme or something, he isn't real. And that flat, it doesn't exist, it isn't there."

"And how do you know this, Kari?" He was being a little cautious, because it really sounded like she didn't want to tell him, but more like she was forcing herself to tell him.

She tore her eyes away from the ceiling and looked at the Doctor. "Because I know, Doctor, I've seen it. I know what happens." The Doctor was right, she was forcing herself to tell him, and he didn't like that.

"And why are you telling me this, Kari? Usually you keep it all to yourself, even when I ask for a little help you refuse to tell me. There have been times when you have known everything and still managed to fool me into thinking that you knew nothing." The concern was growing, the more he found out, the more worried he was becoming.

"People are dying, and no one even knows. Since we have been here, at least two people have lost their lives, and for what? Nothing, that's what. They shouldn't have died, I should have stopped it." Kari was fed up with knowing everything, she was starting to wish she could forget it all. There were too many bad things that she knew were to come, and no matter how much she wanted to change it all, nothing ever seemed to work out that way. "We need to stop it before anyone else dies." She announced, putting her mug on the coffee table and standing up. After taking a few steps towards the door, she stopped. "But then, if we do that, Craig won't admit anything to Sophie, and she won't admit it either, and then there will be no Stormageddon."

The Doctor just stood up and blinked at her. "Okay, I think I understood some of that, but not all of it. If we put a stop to it now, are things going to change?" He asked her, trying to see what she saw, to get to the bottom of it all.

"We stop it now, no one else dies. But then there is a chance the Craig and Sophie won't admit how they feel about each other. If they don't do that, no Stormy, and I have no idea what would happen then." That was what it all boiled down to, Craig and Sophie, and little Stormageddon, Dark Lord of all. And then she remembered something else. "And of course there is the fact that we can't actually stop it now because we would just make things worse." She ended up grabbing the first thing she could and throwing it at the door she was glaring at. It had been her tea, which was now rolling down the wall while the pieces of it sat on the floor.

It was serious, the doctor could see that, and he was beyond worried now. Kari was getting very frustrated with it all. "Kari, it's all right." He told her, lightly placing a hand on her arm. "Just calm down and take a deep breath." The Doctor needed her to relax, he needed her to think rationally and not get so wound up.

It took a few minutes, but Kari did finally managed to get herself back into reality. "I… uh, I better clean that up before Craig gets back." She informed the Doctor, before going into the kitchen area to get something to mop up the mess that she had created.

The Doctor watched her as she seemed to just going back onto autopilot to clean up the mess of tea and the shattered mug. There had only been a few other times where he had seen Kari so affected by what she knew and what was going to happen. "Everything is going to be fine, Kari. I promise you, everything will be okay." He assured her as he went to help with the small pieces of china on the floor.

"Everything will not be okay if I let anyone else die. You just don't get it, Doctor, you really don't." She told him, starting to get frustrated once more. "Everywhere we go, all those adventures, I always know far too much. And I hate it."

"I do, Kari, I really do. Remember, I know things that you don't." The Doctor told her calmly. "I know that a lot of my past is still in your future, and there are things that I want to tell you, that I am desperate to tell you about, but I know I can't."

"I hate it. I really, really hate it." Kari ended up whispering, her eye glistening with tears. "I wish I didn't know. I wish I could just forget everything that I've seen."

In a heartbeat, the Doctor wrapped his arms around her, pulling her against his chest, holding her as tightly as she could. "Hey, shush, it's all right." He told her, knowing that he was going to have a hard time getting her to settle down. "Come on, Craig could walk in that door any more, we don't want him to see you so upset. He's human, he'd start asking questions."

With his arm still around her, he carefully led her to the bedroom. He found it a little worrying how quickly her mood had changed, and in his head he was trying to pin point the exactly moment when it had happened.

It took a while, but eventually the Doctor did manage to get Kari to settle down. Her crying had stopped and there was a slightly embarrassed look on her face. "I'm… I'm sorry for crying and acting like an idiot." She muttered to the Doctor, who was sitting beside her on the bed. "I guess I was just having one of my little mood swings. Sorry."

The Doctor gave her a small smile, the one that told her that he wasn't upset or angry with her. "Oh, it's all right. I know that sometimes your emotions take over, and this has been one of those times. But now, instead of sitting here, we have work to be doing."

Kari looked at him, her face seemingly expressionless. "You mean, build a scanner that scans for technology but doesn't use any technology?" She asked him, know that was exactly what he was going o be doing. "Because it's a complete waste of time, you won't find anything."

"And you're absolutely certain about that, are you?" The Doctor asked her, giving her a little nudge as he did.

She nodded at him. "Absolutely positive. But, if you want to waste your time in hunting down a load of scrap and then building this stupid scanner, then by all means, you go right ahead and do that. But, do not expect me to take part, because I know it is pointless."

To the Doctor, that sounded like a challenge, one that he was more than willing to accept. "Okay, you're on. If I win, then you have to buy me a fez, and not destroy it." He told her, pinning everything on his hopes of getting yet another fez, even though Kari had just given him one.

"And if I win, then you have to make me breakfast in bed every day for two Earth weeks." Kari wasn't going to let him off lightly. She knew she was right, and she was already looking forward to having him make her breakfast and take it to her while she waited in bed. "I think that's a fair deal."

"Deal." The Doctor said, holding his hand out, waiting for Kari to take it. She did, and the Doctor quickly shook it, before he yanked her towards him and gave her a really tight hug. "I need to go and pick up a few things. Do you want to come, or stay here?"

Kari couldn't help but chuckle a little. "Follow you around while you pick up scrap? I don't think so. People are going to be asking questions, and looking at you funny. No, I'd much rather stay here and get this place ready for when you come back and need to build a scanner. Which I am telling you is pointless."

"Oh, we'll see." He told her, before reach down and capturing her lips with his own, taking Kari by utter surprise. Eventually they broke apart and they were both able to breathe. "I won't be too far, you know how to find me if you need to. And stay out of trouble."

"Me stay out of trouble? Oh no, you need to stay out of trouble. You're the one going off out there in broad daylight to do a little big of scavenging." She knew that he was more likely to get into trouble than she was, it just seemed to be a natural habit of his. "Now, hurry up and get everything that you need, Amy is waiting for us to save her."

The Doctor nodded at her, before quickly give her another kiss and running out of the flat. She stood by the window and watched him go, running like a mad man to go and find everything that he wanted. Once he was out of sight, she set about keeping herself busy, and that ended up involving her cleaning anything and everything she could get her hands on. The kitchen was spotless, and the bathroom was sparkling. The living area was clean to perfection, everything put away in its place, nothing just lying about. She was actually rather proud of herself for getting it all done, but then she remembered something the Doctor had told her before, she tends to go on a cleaning spree when she's upset or anxious about something.

A few hours later, and the Doctor was back, and Kari was helping him to put together the scanner that she knew was completely pointless. They were in the middle of putting it together when there was a knock on their bedroom door. The Doctor quickly yanked it open, just enough so that he could see who it was. "Hello, flat mate."

"Hey, er, listen. Sophie's coming round tonight, and I was wondering if you two could give us some space?" Kari overheard Craig telling the Doctor.

"Oh, don't mind us. You won't even know we're here." The Doctor replied, before hearing a bang coming from upstairs. "That's the idea." He simply shut the door and got back to work, not caring that he had shut it in Craig's face, not even remembering he had been standing there.

Kari looked at him, a frown on her face. "Well, that was rude." She told him, throwing one of the pillows from the bed at him. "You know, we could have just gone out tonight. We could have gone out for dinner, actually, we still can." There was nothing wrong with giving Craig and Sophie some space, maybe the pair of them would get together quicker if the Doctor wasn't there in interrupt.

The Doctor stopped what he was doing and looked at her. "I'll take you out for dinner after we have done this. Once we have Amy and the TARDIS back, I'll take you anywhere in the universe."

She ended up rolling her eyes at him, knowing that he was more focused on what he was doing than what she had just said. "Hmm, of course you will." Kari muttered, watching the Doctor fiddle around with several different items that he had brought back with him.

At some point she had heard the front door go, and then the sound of Sophie's voice. They were staying in, pizza, booze, and telly. That was their plan for the evening, and Kari knew it was not going to go that way at all. She ended up letting her mind wander, playing out everything that was happening in the other room in her head.

Suddenly, she saw the Doctor pop his head up from behind the sofa, wires draped al over him and a screwdriver in his hand. Her eyes snapped open and she looked around the room, finding no Doctor in there with er.

"I thought you and Kari were going out?" She heard Craig ask the Doctor, in a not so friendly tone.

"Just re-connecting all the electrics. It's a real mess." He told them, before holding up his normal, non-sonic screwdriver. "Where's the on switch for this?"

Kari elegantly raced out of the bedroom and over to where the Doctor was. "There isn't an on switch, Doctor. That is just a normal, ordinary screwdriver. There is nothing special about it, absolutely nothing, no special sonic powers at all." She told him, before plucking it from his hand.

"They really are just on their way out." Craig quickly said, giving Kari a pleading look.

But the look on Sophie's face showed that she really wasn't as bothered about the couple being there as Craig was. "No, I don't mind. I mean, if you don't mind?" She said, looking from the Doctor and Kari and to Craig.

"I don't mind. Why would I mind?" Craig replied rather quickly.

A small smile stretched across the other woman's face. "Then stay. Have a drink with us."

Even the Doctor seemed a little confused. "What? Do we have to stay now?" He asked, glancing at Kari and then Craig. The look on his face was kind of adorable, at least it was to Kari.

"Do you want to stay?" From the other man's face, you could tell that he wasn't impressed, that he would much rather be left alone with Sophie.

"I don't mind."

The pair of time travellers did end up joining them, even if the Doctor was still carrying on with his rewiring while chatting away happily. Kari was sitting on the arm of the sofa, drinking a glass of wine, occasionally helping the Doctor, who was adamant that he didn't need any help.

"Because life can seem pointless, you know? Work, weekend, work, weekend. And there's six billion people on the planet doing pretty much the same." Sophie announced, sitting comfortably and getting right into her conversation.

The Doctor glanced up at her for a moment, before turning his attention back to the wires. "Six billion people. Watching you two at work, I'm starting to wonder where they all come from."

Sophie looked at him in confusion. "Huh? What do you mean by that?"

Kari was quick to jump in and save him. "So, you don't really like it that much at the call centre then?" She asked, taking another sip of her wine. "What do you really want to do?"

"Don't laugh. I only ever told Craig about it." Sophie said, while Craig looked on at nothingness, disappointment evident on his face. "I want to work looking after animals. Maybe abroad? I saw this orang-utan sanctuary on telly."

"What's stopping you?" The Doctor then asked, always listening even when it looked like he wasn't.

That was when Craig jumped in. "She can't. You need loads of qualifications." He told the pair who were listening attentively.

Sophie was ready to agree with him, and was utterly oblivious to the thoughts that were running through the heads of the Doctor and Kari. "Yeah, true. Plus, it's scary. Everyone I know lives around here. Like, Craig got offered a job in London, better money. He didn't take it."

"What's wrong with staying here?" Craig wondered, making himself even more comfortable on the sofa. "I can't see the point of London."

A small smile stretched across Kari's face, which she was quick to hide with her glass, she knew what the Doctor was going to say next, and she really did find it amusing. "Well, perhaps that's you, then. Perhaps you'll just have to stay here, secure and a little bit miserable, till the day you drop. Better than trying and failing, eh?"

At his comment, Sophie seemed a little shocked and unsettled. "You think I'd fail?"

The Doctor just shrugged it off a little. "Everybody's got dreams, Sophie. Very few are going to achieve them, so why pretend?" He asked, before reaching for his glass and taking a sip of wine. The moment he did, he realised he really didn't like it, and ended up spitting it back into the glass, before carrying on as if nothing had ever happened. "Perhaps, in the while wide universe, a call centre is about where you should be." His acting was rather good, and Kari couldn't help a grin from spreading across her face.

"Why are you saying that? That's horrible." Clearly Sophie did not like what the doctor was suggesting, not one little bit.

Kari looked over at the woman, the smile still on her face. "Well, is it true?"

"Of course it's not true. I'm not staying in a call centre all my life. I can do anything I want." The moment Sophie had said that, the smile spread to the Doctor's face as well. "Oh… yeah. Right." She had caught on to what they were both saying. "Oh, my God. Did you see what they just did?" She asked, turning and looking at Craig.

But he was even more confused than he had been before. "No, sorry, what's happening? Are you going to live with monkeys now?"

"It's a big old world, Sophie. Work out what's really keeping you here, eh?" The Doctor said, while Kari gave little nods towards Craig with her head, trying to get the point across.

But it didn't seem to work, as she just sat back on the sofa and slouched a little. "I don't know. I don't know." She couldn't even glance at Craig, and instead she took a rather large sip of her wine.

After that, Sophie asked the Doctor and Kari many questions, which were mostly answered by Kari. The Doctor was in his own little world, trying to do something with the wires still and a non-sonic screwdriver. Kari had told them that they had travelled a lot in the past, visiting different places and meeting new people.

By the time Sophie had left, the Doctor was finished with whatever he had been doing and was making the final adjustments to the scanner. "Right. Shield's up. Let's scan." He said, before starting the strange contraption off. It starting spinning around, and around.

"What are you getting?" Amy asked from inside the TARDIS, while Kari just leaned against the wall, knowing exactly what he was going to find.

"Upstairs, no traces of high technology. Totally normal?" He couldn't believe it. "No, no, no, no, no, it can't be. It's too normal." A smirk was working it's way across Kari's face, the Doctor had finally realised that she had been right.

"Only for you could too normal be a problem." Amy grumbled. "You said I could be lost forever. Just go upstairs." She wanted out now. Amy was absolutely desperate to get out of the TARDIS, to not be stuck there on her own, and to not be so scared.

Except, the Doctor wasn't so sure about that idea, not after finding out that Kari knew more than he did about the whole situation. "Without knowing and get myself and Kari killed? Then you really are lost. If I could ust get a look in there." He ended up mumbling. "Use the data bank. Get me the plans of this building. I want to know its history, the layout, everything." He told Amy, quickly. "Meanwhile, I shall recruit a spy."

Before Amy had a chance to tell him that she already had the plans ready, he ended the connection. "Doctor, instead of going and talking to the cat, why don't you just talk to me?" Kari asked him. "I know what's going on, remember?"

The Doctor simply kissed the top of her head, before making adjustments to the scanner, clearly thinking that it was broken somehow. "There must be something interfering with it." He grumbled to himself as he starting fiddling with more of the spinning parts.

"Nothing is interfering with it." Kari told him, trying not to smile too much. "It isn't finding anything because there is nothing there to find." There was so much confidence in her voice, and the Doctor could only frown at her.

"Hush, I'm working." He told her, trying not to get frustrated with why it wasn't working, or Kari's constant gloating that she knew why it wasn't really working. "If you want to be helpful, you could always go and make a pot of tea."

Kari couldn't help but roll her eyes at him, before she exited the bedroom and pottered into the kitchen area. Most of the lights had been turned off, meaning that Craig had gone off to bed now. As she waited for the kittle to boil, her eyes trailed up to that corner of the ceiling, where the black mould or rot was growing. It wasn't either, it was something else entirely, and every time she looked at it, she noticed how much bigger it was, and that made her think about the innocent people that had died because of what was upstairs. "No one else is going to die because of you." She whispered to herself. "I'm going to make sure of it. I'm going to stop you." She was very determined to make sure that happened, that she stopped people from going up the stairs, that no one else died because of the man upstairs.

A/N: I'm going to be completely honest and tell you all tat my motivation for this story had completely flown out of the window. Right now I am pretty much forcing myself to write, and I don't like it. So, next week, the chapter may be late. It could only be a few hours, maybe even a day, or it could be a week late. All I can said is that I feel like I'm rushing this, pushing myself to write and then hating what I've done.

I would still like to thank all of you who leave kind and encouraging words, I really do appreciate it. I would also like to say welcome to all of those who have recently discovered the story and have either favourited or followed it.

I'm going to try and find out where my motivation had wandered off to, but at the moment, I think it's completely lost. Hopefully I will find it again soon and get myself back into this story.

Until the next time...

Pippa.