Sorry I haven't updated in a month, but I've been busy with… college stuff… yeah that's it, not the video games I got for my birthday, or the vacation to California, nope is was college.

So this chapter is written I a slightly different style. It's based off an episode of Doctor who, The Rebel Flesh. The italics are like someone talking over an episode. Next chapter will be back to the normal writing style.


It wasn't supposed to be like this. She expected it to easy to convince Percy not to tell the Ministry about the Doctor. They'd just show off a bit and he'd be stunned into compliance.

"Hello Percy. Time for us to go on a little trip." Bree said.

Percy gaped. "What?"

"We. Are. Going. On. A. Trip." Bree repeated slowly.

"Aren't you supposed to be at Hogwarts?" Percy asked.

"I am at Hogwarts." Bree stated. "Well a past version of me anyway. Or present version, which would make me the future version. Depends on your point of view I suppose. Anyway, there is a me at Hogwarts, and there is a me here."

"Time travel is illegal." Percy said.

"Noooo, unauthorized use of a time turner is illegal. This" Bree gestured to the box she had just emerged from "is a TARDIS."

"TARDIS?"

"Time And Relative Dimensions In Space. TARDIS. Now get in."

"No."

"Percy, get in the box."

"No!"

"Percy! Get in the box right now!"

"I won't and you can't make me!"

Bree looked put out. She turned as if she was going back to the TARDIS. "Well I guess your right." She said. "I mean there's no way-" she whirled around and tackled Percy. Much shouting and struggling ensued. Bree got Rory to help her drag Percy into the TARDIS.

"I hate you. I really hate you." Percy said from his spot on the TARDIS's glass floor. He slowly got up and looked around.

"It's bigger on the inside." he stated flatly.

"That's the first thing you say? Really? That's what everyone else says, and they're not used to things being bigger on the inside because they're muggles. You'd think a wizard could come up with something more inspired, like "Look at all the buttons!" or "What's that glowy green thing?" but no you go with "It's bigger on the inside." You disgust me" Bree ranted. She turned to the Doctor.

"Let's go see the solar system move, like on of those planetarium models, only the real thing." she said.

It really was beautiful. The Doctor had put the TARDIS on a sort of "time-lapse" setting so that the occupants of the TARDIS could see the solar system moving out the door of the TARDIS.

Moons orbited planets and planets orbited to sun in an intricate dance. Solar flares lit up the earth's atmosphere, and Percy was stunned.

"How is this possible?" Percy murmured.

"The TARDIS can go anywhere in the universe, during any time period." Bree explained.

"But there's no way for something like that to exist!" Percy exclaimed.

"On earth maybe, considering the limitations of humanity, but this is Time Lord technology. You know, alien." Bree stated.

Percy looked at the Doctor, Rory, and Amy. "They're …aliens?" he questioned.

"No. Just the Doctor." Amy answered.

"How did you meet these people?" Percy asked Bree. The blond sighed.

"A long, long time ago, there was a goblin, or a trickster, or a warrior... A nameless, terrible thing, soaked in the blood of a billion galaxies. The most feared being in all the cosmos. And nothing could stop it, or hold it, or reason with it. One day it would just drop out of the sky and tear down your world. A good wizard tricked it and imprisoned it in the Pandorica. But not really, because it was all a lie. A lie spread through space and time. A lie spread by the Doctor's enemies so that one day it would reach him, and lead him to the Pandorica, so that he could be imprisoned in it." Bree explained.

"The Pandorica was a prison. Anything sealed within it was unable to escape. Not even the smallest atom. You couldn't even die if you were in it since its creators considered that to be a form of escape. They wanted to stop the TARDIS from exploding and destroying the universe, so they decided to imprison the TARDIS's pilot. But there was another who could pilot the TARDIS, and it blew up. The explosion cracked the universe. The cracks appeared everywhere, some were tiny, others were as big as the sky, but they all bore the same shape. One of them appeared in Hogwarts, that was before I had met the Doctor. I was so sure I was losing my mind." Bree paused and sighed.

"I ended up losing so much more. You see… I… died." she stated.

"You… What?" Percy asked incredulously.

"Well…" Bree began. "It was exactly death, it was more of a state of non-existence. The cracks had the ability to erase events and people from time itself, like they never happened, because they hadn't happened. That's what happened to me, the cracks made it so that I was never even born." Everyone stared at her.

"You remember not existing?" Rory asked, breaking the silence.

"Yep." Bree replied.

"Weird." Amy said. "What was it like?"

"Very white. And then the Doctor used the Pandorica to save the universe, and I woke up. Then they showed up in the hall, kidnapped me, and took me a hospital in New New York. Turned out there was a parasite in my head, giving me information and feeding of my mental energy. If it hadn't been removed it would have killed me." Bree said.

"He saved your life." Percy stated, staring at the Doctor.

"Right, so you're not going to tell the ministry that he was impersonating an Ambassador." Bree said. Percy straightened up.

But he wasn't compliant.

"Yes I am!" he exclaimed. "Even if he did save your life, and the universe, impersonating an ambassador is illegal."

"No you're not." Bree replied. "And truthfully you don't really have a choice in the matter."

"Are you threatening me?" Percy demanded.

"No she's not!" Rory interjected. "She means that this has already happened, sort of, and you didn't report the Doctor to the Ministry then so you can't report him now because of time… stuff." He looked around awkwardly. "She got a letter." he added.

Bree rolled her eyes. "If you report the Doctor, you'll break the time loop." she stated.

"But.. it's…" Percy tried to form a sentence and failed.

"Well, I'll just let you think on that for awhile, until then…. darts?" Bree suggested.


She was banned from playing darts. She was very bad at it. If the games target had been Rory's leg then she would have won, but it wasn't so she was forced to sit it out. Amy and Rory continued to play, the Doctor was looking at something on the monitor, and Bree went and joined him.

The Doctor didn't notice her right away, he was to focused on the image on the monitor. It was a medical scan of Amy. It kept flashing "Pregnant." "Not Pregnant." as if it couldn't decide. Bree felt like she had seen this before, then she remembered.

"You figure it out yet?" she asked softly. The Doctor jumped, startled, then turned.

"Because I could tell you. It's pretty important. It's tied to a fixed event. You made the memories the worm gave dull and fuzzy, some have even been completely erased. Others are as clear as my own memories. I've thought about it, and it seems like the closer an event is to a fixed point in time the easier it is to remember. Fixed events themselves are the easiest of all to remember. So if you want to know about one, all you have to do is ask." Bree stated.

"No. It's fine." the Doctor stated, turning off the monitor.

Bree shrugged. "Well if you change your mind, it's all in my head, and what isn't could be "downloaded" so to speak." she offered.

"That would kill you." the Doctor hissed.

"Bad things are going to happen. Events are in motion. Shouldn't the man they're centered around know about them?" Bree inquired.

"It's dangerous to know to much about your own future."

"I suppose. But it's not just you're future on the line. " Bree looked over at Amy and Rory.

"You know Doctor, I told you that I can remember fixed events clearly, they're always rather traumatic to the people involved, maybe that's why I can't forget them." she stated.

"Maybe." the Doctor agreed. Bree looked back at the Doctor.

"Most of the fixed events I've remembered involve your companions. Hell, Jack is a fixed event. But you know, all those past events, I don't think their as bad as the one that's next." Bree said, before walking away, leaving the Doctor with his thoughts.


"Who wants fish 'n' chips?" the Doctor asked. Rory raised his hand.

"I'll drop you all off. Take your time. Don't rush." the Doctor said."Uh, and you?" Rory asked."I have things to do, things involving... other things." the Doctor answered.

"Well, we'll stay with you. We'll do the other things." Amy said as she and Rory joined the Doctor at the console."Nope." the Doctor replied."Whatever you're up to, I, personally, would like to be a part of it." Amy stated.

"You don't know that. What if he wants to go rob a grave or something?" Bree interjected.

"Why would the Doctor rob a grave?" Rory asked.

He never got an answer. An alarm went off was unexpected. the TARDIS began shake and toss its passengers about. Everyone clung to the nearest solid object.

"Solar Tsunami. Came directly from your sun. A tidal wave of radiation. Big, big, big!" the Doctor exclaimed."Ohh, Doctor, my tummy's going funny." Rory moaned."Well, the gyros are dissipated. Target-tracking is out." the Doctor a grunt, the he threw a lever that did nothing.

"Well that was useless. To the lifeboats!" Bree shouted.

"It doesn't have lifeboats!" the Doctor yelled.

"Is there an emergency exit?" Bree yelled back.

"No! Just… Assume the position!" the Doctor shouted. Everyone ducked down and covered their heads.

Suddenly everything stopped. Everyone slowly got up.

"Textbook landing." the Doctor stated calmly.

"What textbook? You didn't even pass the test!" Bree complained.

"There's a test?" Amy asked.

"Of course. They don't let just anyone travel through time and space." Bree stated.

"Then how did he get…" Percy struggled for the right word. "this." he gestured hopelessly.

"Stole it." Bree answered.

"So he is a criminal!" Percy declared.

"I think we already established that when I told you he kidnapped me." Bree stated.

"And you trust this man?" Percy asked incredulously.

Bree gave him a flat look. "Okay, first off, his entire life story is. In. My. Head. He's a good man. Second, Percy, I'm and criminal. Three of your brothers are criminals. My Aunt and Uncle are criminals. You can be a criminal and still help people. And third, are we going to go see where we are now?" she said.


They had landed on a island. Near a monastery that wasn't a monastery and a weathervane that wasn't a weathervane, and everything looked so very, very familiar to Bree, she just couldn't place it.

If only Percy had been compliant.

The monastery turned out to be a factory that pumped acid to the mainland. The factory had five workers Jennifer, a young brunet with her hair in a ponytail, Cleaves an older woman with frown lines that made her look very stern, Jimmy an older man with white hair, Buzzer, who was younger than Jimmy and had brunet hair and a large nose, and Dicken who was younger then the other two men , and had blond hair. They all wore orange jumpsuits.

Cleaves was the boss, and she hadn't been happy to find the group in there. Although, to be fair, Bree didn't want to be there and Percy and Amy were kind of weirded out by being there. The room the were in was full of windowed alcoves that had human-shaped harnesses in them which are occupied by four people in orange jumpsuits. Four people that looked exactly like Buzzer, Jimmy, Dicken, and Cleaves. One of the harnesses was empty.

"This is an Alpha-grade industrial facility. Unless you work for the military or for Morpeth Jetson, you are in big trouble." Cleaves stated.

"Actually, you're in big trouble." the Doctor said, showing her the psychic paper.

"Meteorological department, since when?" Cleaves asked."Since you were hit by a solar wave." the Doctor replied.

"Which we survived." Cleaves retorted."Just, by the look of it. And there's a bigger one on the way." the Doctor."Which we'll also survive. Dicken, scan for bugs." Cleaves ordered

Dicken held up a scanner."Backs against the wall. Now." he group backed up to the wall.

"You're not a monastery. You're a factory. 22nd-century, army-owned factory." the Doctor stated.

"We're in the future?" Percy whispered.

"Time machine." Bree whispered back.

"You're army?" Amy asked Cleaves.

"No, love, we're contractors and you're trespassers." she finished scanning.

"It's okay, boss." he said.

"All right, weatherman, your I.D. checks out. But that girl. That's the uniform for the Smith Academy, what's she doing here?" the woman asked.

Bree grinned, Percy seemed to be going into shock.

"Career Day." Bree replied.

"Right… If there's another solar storm, what are you going to do about it, hand out sun block?" the woman asked."Ha ha ha ha. I need to see your critical systems." the Doctor stated."Which one?" the woman asked."You know which one." the Doctor said.

"How delightfully ambiguous." Bree deadpanned.


Cleaves led everyone to what had once been the monastery's chapel. Near one end of the room was a vat on a raised platform. In front of it on the floor was an open tub the size of a person. There was liquid bubbling in the vat. The Doctor walked around to the opposite side of the vat and looks at the white liquid inside. Bree followed him. "And there you are." the Doctor declared.

Bree peered into the vat and got a strange feeling as she stared at the white liquid. That stuff was important. Very important. It would play a major role in upcoming events.

"Meet the government's worst-kept secret — the flesh. It's fully programmable matter. In fact, it's even learning to replicate itself at the cellular level." Cleaves stated.

"Right. Brilliant. Lost." Amy said.

"Okay. Once a reading's been taken, we can manipulate its molecular structure into anything, replicate a living organism, down to the hairs on its chinny-chin-chin. Even clothes, and everything's identical — eyes, voice."

"Mind, soul." the Doctor continued.

"Don't be fooled, Doctor. It acts like life, but it still needs to be controlled by us from those harnesses you saw." Cleaves said.

"Wait, whoa-oa-oa, hold it. So... You're flesh now?" Rory asked.

"I'm lying in a harness back in that chamber. We all are, except Jennifer, here. Don't be scared. This thing? Just like operating a forklift truck." Cleaves said.

"You said it could grow. Only living things grow." the Doctor stated.

"Moss grows. It's no more than that." Cleaves said.

"This acid is so dangerous, we were losing a worker every week. So now, we mine the acid, using these doppelgangers, or "gangers." If these bodies get burnt or fall in the acid…"

"Then who the hell cares? Right, Jen?" Buzzer said.

Bree stared into the vat. The feeling that something wasn't quite right and the déjà vu were joined by the feeling of something nudging at the block.

"Well, the nerve endings automatically cut off, like airbags being discharged, except we wake up and get a new ganger." Jennifer stated.

"It's weird. But you get used to it." Jimmy said.

"Jennifer, I want you in your ganger. Get back to the harness." Cleaves Doctor used the sonic to scan the Flesh.

"Hang on. What's he up to? What are you up to, pal?" Buzzer Doctor seemed to struggle in order to move his arm.

"Stop it. Ahh!" he seemed to finally free his arm from something. "Strange. It was like, for a moment there, it was scanning me." The Doctor put the sonic back in his pocket and then reached his hand out to touch the top of the liquid with his palm. At the same moment Bree felt the urge to poke gasped, something was prodding at her mind., trying to send her a message, but it couldn't overcome the block. She couldn't pull away, neither could the Doctor.

"Get back. Leave it alone!" Cleaves exclaimed.

"Ahh! Ah! Ah! Gah!" the Doctor shouted. He pulled his hand away Percy grabbed Bree and pulled her away.

"I understand." the Doctor stated.

"What were you thinking?" Percy hissed.

"Wasn't." Bree said shakily. She felt weird. Right before she had been pulled away a word had gotten past the block. Just a single word: Why?

This ever so strange situation.

"Are you two all right?" Amy asked.

"Incredible. You have no idea. No idea. I mean, I felt it in my mind. I reached out to it and it, to me." the Doctor said."Don't fiddle with the money." Cleaves said."How can you be so blinkered? It's alive, so alive. You're piling your lives, your personalities, directly into it."Lightning crashed as the Doctor took out a snow globe and examined it. The ground shook."It's the solar storm. The first waves come in pairs — pre-shock and full shock — it's close." the Doctor explained.

"My heads gone funny." Bree mumbled. She blinked rapidly and shook her head trying to clear her thoughts. It didn't work."Buzz, have we got anything from the mainland yet?" Cleaves asked.

"No, the comms are still too jammed with radiation." Buzzer answered.

"Okay, then we'll keep pumping acid until the mainland says stop. Now, why don't you stand back and let us impress you." Cleaves started pouring into the tub. Soon a face began to form. The mouth first and then the eyes. The Flesh then formed itself into Jennifer except that face wasn't fully defined.

She sat up with a gasp, now fully formed.

"That's amazing." Percy said.

"Well, I can see why you keep it in a church. The miracle of life." the Doctor stated.

"No need to get poncey. It's just gunge." Buzzer said.

"It really isn't." Bree muttered.

"Guys, we need to get to work." Cleaves stated."Okay, everybody. Let's crack on." Jimmy said as he helped Jennifer out of the tub.

"Did I mention the solar storm? You need to get out of here." the Doctor reminded everyone."Well, where do you want us to go? We're on a tiny island." Jimmy said.

"Well, I can get you all off it." the Doctor said.

"Don't be ridiculous. We've got a job to do." Cleaves argued."Can't do it if you're dead." Bree muttered.

The Doctor pulled the snow glob out again and examined it.

"It's coming." he alarm blared."That's the alarm." Jennifer said.

"No! Really? I never would have guessed that, you know aside from the obvious." Bree said sarcastically.

Percy elbowed her in the ribs. "Don't be rude." he hissed.

"How do you get power?" The Doctor asked."We're solar and we use a solar router. The weather vane." Cleaves answered.

"Big problem." the Doctor said."Boss, maybe if the storm comes back, we should get underground. The factory's seen better days. The acid pipes might not withstand another hit." Jimmy said."We have 200 tons of acid to pump out. We fall behind, we stay another rotation. Anyone want that?" Cleaves asked.

"Please." the Doctor grabbedCleaves by the arm and pulled her aside.

"You are making a massive mistake here. You're right at the crossroads of it. Don't turn the wrong way. If you don't — if you don't — prepare for this storm, you are all in terrible danger, understand?" he said.

"My factory, my rules." Cleaves declared then walked away.

"I don't really see a problem with that, so long as she's willing to take the blame." Bree stated.

"Blame for what?" Percy asked.

"The inevitable." Bree replied.

"I need to check the progress of the storm." the Doctor said. He snapped his fingers. "Monitoring station."

Jennifer Doctor snapped his fingers again. "Monitoring station!"

"Three lefts, a right, and a left. Third door on your left." Jennifer answered."Thank you." the Doctor said.


They entered the room as the building shook from the storm. In the center was a circular bank of instruments."The wave's disturbing the earth's magnetic field. There is going to be the mother and father of all power surges. You see this weather vane, the cock-a-doodle-doo? It's a solar router, feeding the whole factory with solar power. When that wave hits, kaboom. I've got to get to that cockerel before all hell breaks loose." The Doctor explained. He went to leave the room but stoppedin the doorway and chuckled.

"I never thought I'd have to say that again. Ah. Amy, breathe." He left.

"Yeah! I mean, thanks, I'll try." Amy called after him.

"What was that about?" Amy asked.

"You'll find out soon enough. But seriously Amy, breathe." Bree told her.


They woke up awhile later on the floor. The Doctor had disabled the weather vane right before a lighting bolt hit it. The lightning strike resulted in an energy pulse that knocked everyone one for an unknown period of time.

"Oh. For want of a better word — oww!" Rory complained.

"I can think of several better words, but then AFBree would have to raise the rating of this story." Bree muttered.

"What?" Percy asked, confused.

"Nothing." Bree answered quickly.


Amy, Rory, Bree, and Percy went back to the room with the harnesses and saw Buzzer being helped out of his harness by Dicken and Jimmy. Jennifer was off to one side holding her head."I feel like I've been toasted." Buzzer complained.

"What the hell happened?" Jimmy asked.

"The Tsunami happened. You're hurt." Amy explained.

"Well, it feels like the national grid's running through my bones, but, apart from that…" Jimmy said.

"I hope the meter's not bust. I still want to get paid." Buzzer commented.

"Why-y-y?" Jennifer moaned. Rory went over to help her while the others helped Dicken and Jimmy with Buzzer.

"Your boss should have listened. Solar router. Solar storm. Thing would've have overloaded. You're lucky you're not dead." Bree commented.

"Lucky is not the word I'd use." Jimmy stated.

"Well, you're alive right now, so that's something." Bree stated.

Doctor and Cleaves entered the room.

"Doctor, look, these are all real people. So where are their gangers?" Amy asked.

"Don't worry, when the link shuts down, the gangers return to pure flesh. Now, the storm's left us with acid leaks all over, so we need to contact the mainland. They can have a rescue shuttle out here in no time." Cleaves said. Suddenly music could be heard in the distance.

"That's my record. Who's playing my record?" Jimmy asked.

"Your gangers. They've gone walkabout." the Doctor answered.

"No, it's impossible. They're not active — cars don't fly themselves, cranes don't lift themselves, and gangers don't —" Cleaves cut herself turned to the sound of the music. Bree smirked.

"Ever heard of auto-pilot?" she inquired.

And it was only getting stranger.


They went to the dining hall where a record was playing on the turntable as they entered the room through the thick plastic strips.

"No way." Buzzer said.

"I don't — I don't believe this." Cleaves stuttered.

"They could've escaped through the service door in the back." Jimmy said.

"This is just like the Isle of Sheppey." Buzzer said.

The Doctor sat at the table and examined a house of cards."It would seem the storm has animated your gangers." he stated.

"They've ransacked everything." Cleaves said.

"Not ransacked, searched." the Doctor corrected.

"Through our stuff?" Cleaves asked.

"Their stuff." the Doctor replied.

"Searching for what?" Jimmy asked.

"Confirmation. They need to know their memories are real." the Doctor said.

"Oh, so they've got flaming memories now." Buzzer growled.

"They feel compelled to connect to their lives, yeah."

"Their stolen lives." Cleaves said.

"No, bequeathed. You gave them this. You poured in your personalities, emotions, traits, memories, secrets — everything. You gave them your lives. Human lives are amazing. Are you surprised they walked off with them?" the Doctor questioned.

"I'll say it again — Isle of Sheppey. Ganger got an electric shock, toddled off, killed his operator, right there in his harness. I've seen the photos. This bloke's ear was —" Buzzer was interrupted.

"Even if this has actually happened, they can't remain stable without us plumbed into them — can they, boss?" Jimmy asked.

Cleaves was silent for a moment. "I guess we'll find out."

Jennifer gasped and Rory went to her side.

"Are you okay? Do you need some water?" he asked.

"I feel funny. I need the washroom." Jennifer answered, then left the room.

"I'll come with you." Rory said as he followed.

Dicken sneezed on Amy. "Sorry." he said.

The Doctor leaned forward and studied the house of cards.

"That's me. It's good to have a hobby. So, what, my ganger did that, all on its own?" Buzzer asked.

"Who taught you to do this?" the Doctor inquired.

"Me granddad." Buzzer replied.

"Well, your ganger's granddad taught him to do it, too. You both have the same childhood memories, just as clear, just as real." the Doctor explained.

"No." Buzzer said, knocking down the house of cards.

"They're scared, disorientated, struggling to come to terms with an entire life in their heads." the Doctor stated.

The Doctor went to the microwave while everyone else stayed around the table, gathering supplies.

"We need to protect ourselves." Jimmy said.

The Doctor put a container of food into the microwave.

"Are you a violent man, Jimmy?" he asked.

"No." Jimmy answered.

"Then why would the other Jimmy be?" the Doctor replied.

"Don't tell me you can eat at a time like this, Doctor." Cleaves said.

"You told me that we were out cold for a few minutes, Cleaves, when, in fact, it was an hour." the Doctor stated.

"Sorry, I just assumed —" Cleaves began but was cut off.

"Well, it's not your fault. Like I said, they're disorientated." the Doctor said before turning to Amy. "Amy, when you got to the alcoves, who was in harness?" The timer on the microwave went off and the Doctor took out the plate using a towel as he talked.

"Um, Jimmy and Dicken were helping Buzzer out." Amy replied.

"Jennifer?" the Doctor questioned.

"She was standing on her own when we got to her." Bree said.

The Doctor handed the plate to Cleaves and she held it in her bare hand, staring incredulously at the Doctor.

"It's hot." he informed her. She hissed and dropped the plate which shattered on the floor.

"The transmatter's still a little rubbery." The Doctor stated, examining Cleaves hand. "The nerve endings are not quite fused properly."Cleaves pulled her hand away.

"What the hell are you talking about?" she demanded.

"It's okay." the Doctor soothed.

"Why didn't I feel that?" Cleaves asked in a scared tone.

"You will. You'll stabilize." the Doctor assured her.

"No, stop it. You're playing stupid games. Stop it!" Cleaves shouted, turning away from the Doctor.

"You don't have to hide. Please, trust me. I'm the Doctor." the Doctor turned on the Doctor with a hiss, her face in its half-formed state. Buzzer grabbed a knife from the table and headed towards her but Jimmy held him back.

"Where's the real Cleaves, you thing? What have you done with her?" Buzzer demanded.

"That's it, good. You remember. This is early flesh, the early stages of the technology. So much to learn." he said to Ganger Cleaves.

"Doctor, what's happened to her?" Amy asked."She can't stabilize — she's shifting between half-formed and full-formed. For now, at least." the Doctor explained.

"We are living!" Ganger Cleaves yelled.

She lunged at the Doctor with a growl then ran from the room screaming.

"Let her go." The Doctor said.

"Doctor, Rory." Amy said.

"Rory?" the Doctor gestured around the room.

"Rory!" she exclaimed."Oh, Rory. Rory! Always with the Rory!" the Doctor exclaimed.

The Doctor, Amy, Bree, Percy and Jimmy went to look for Rory left the dining area. When they got outside they found their way blocked by acid on the ground.

"The explosion must've ruptured the acid feeds. We're going to need the acid suits." Jimmy said.

"No, no, no, we haven't got time. Back, back, back." the Doctor went in the opposite direction.

The group finally got to the washroom. There was a hole in one of the stall doors.

"Rory!" Amy exclaimed.

"Of course. Jennifer's a ganger, too." the Doctor stated.

"Doctor, you said they wouldn't be violent." Amy said.

"But I did say they were scared, and angry." the Doctor replied.

"And early technology, is what you said. You seem to know something about the flesh." Jimmy accused.

"Do you? Doctor?" Amy asked. The Doctor was silent.

"You're no weatherman. Why are you really here?" Jimmy demanded.

"I have to talk to them. I can fix this." the Doctor said. He ran from the room, the others followed him.

"Wait! What's going on? Where's the real Jennifer?" Jimmy yelled.

They reached the top of a set of stairs and they headed down the tunnel. Acidic steam burst from a pipe and there was also acid on the ground."It is too dangerous out here with acid leaks!" The Doctor exclaimed.

"He's just now figuring that out?" Percy hissed.

Bree stomped on his foot.

"We have to find Rory." Amy insisted.

"Yes, I'm going back to the TARDIS. Wait for me in the dining hall. I want us to keep together, okay? No more wandering off." The Doctor stated.

"And what about Rory?" Amy questioned.

"Well, it would be safer to look for Rory and Jennifer with the TARDIS." the Doctor said as he left.

Jimmy spotted a box on the wall."Here we go." He opened the box and pulls out a large container. "Distress flares." he explained. He closed the box and was startled by the Doctor.

"Exit?" the Doctor inquired.

"Keep going straight, can't miss it. But you're never going to get your vehicle in here." Jimmy said.

"I'm a great parker." the Doctor said, leaving , back against the wall, inched around the steam and the puddle of acid.

"We really need those acid suits. I've sent Buzzer and Dicken to get them." Jimmy said as he turned around with the container.

"Fine and dandy. I'm just going to find my husband, so...cheers." Amy said from the other side of the steam and acid.

"But, Amy, I wouldn't —" Jimmy began.

"Nor would I. What can you do, eh?" Amy stated before heading down the tunnel."At least wait for an acid suit!" Jimmy called.

"Yeah, she's not coming back." Bree said.


The sun had set plunging the factory into darkness. With the power out the only light came from flashlights.

"Is this what you meant when you said you wanted Cleaves to take the blame for the inevitable?" Percy asked as they walked back to the dining hall.

"No. I meant the deaths." Bree replied.

"What deaths? There haven't been any deaths." Jimmy protested.

Bree smirked. "I have several rules for dealing with life, Jimmy."

Percy scoffed. "More than several."

"Not those rules." Bree hissed. "Rules for life in general, not just school. Rule number one, the rule that must never be forgotten: Bad things happen. Rule number two, applicable in any situation, but especially in conjunction with rule one: People die."

"Who are you people, really?" Jimmy whispered as they entered the dining hall.

"Well we're… you see it's…" Percy was struggling to find words, so Bree took over.

"Amy is the girl who waited, The Doctor is the oncoming storm. Rory is the last centurion, Percy is really damn boring and I'm just the girl who knew to much." she said.

"What does any of that mean!" Jimmy exclaimed in frustration.

Bree just smirked and sat down at the table.

After a few minutes of silence Amy, Rory, Ganger Jennifer, Dicken, and Buzzer came in. Rory had become protective of Ganger Jennifer, Bree supposed that this was because he liked feeling depended on, not something that usually happened with the Doctor around. The others wanted answers and sat Ganger Jennifer down at the table and began questioning her.

"Where's Jen? What have you done with her?" Buzzer demanded.

"I haven't seen her. I swear. But, look, I'm her. I'm just like her. I'm real." Ganger Jennifer insisted.

"You're a copy. You're just pretending to be like her." Jimmy said angrily.

"Rory, we don't really know anything about them." Amy whispered.

"I know she's afraid and she needs our help." Rory responded.

"Jimmy, Buzzer, come on, you guys. We've worked together for two years." Ganger Jennifer pleaded.

"I work with Jennifer Lucas, not you." Buzzer said coldly.

"Okay, let's not do anything at all" Amy began. The Doctor came in."Until the Doctor gets here." they finished at the same time. "Hello." said the the Doctor. The four other Gangers, looking human, entered behind him.

"This is —" Jimmy began.

"You're telling me." said Ganger Jimmy.

"All right, Doctor, you've brought us together — now what?" Ganger Cleaves asked.

"Before we do anything, I have one very important question — has anybody got a pair of shoes I could borrow? Size 10. Although I should warn you — I have very wide feet." The Doctor said. Everyobe stared at him.


Doctor was sitting on the edge of the table and he's now wearing brown boots. Amy stood behind him. Bree hadn't moved from her spot at the table and Percy was standing next to her. To one side were the Originals and on the other, the Gangers. Ganger Jennifer stood next to Rory."The flesh was never merely moss. These are not copies. The storm has hardwired them. They are becoming people." The Doctor explained.

"With souls?" Jimmy asked.

"Rubbish." Dicken said, then he sneezed. "Ah-choo!"

"Bless you." said Ganger Dicken.

"We were all jelly, once. Little jelly eggs, sitting in goop." the Doctor stated. Bree and Percy got grossed out looks on their faces.

"Yeah, thanks. Too much information." Amy said.

"We are not talking about an accident that needs to be mopped up. We are talking about sacred life. Do you understand? Good. Now, the TARDIS is trapped in an acid pool. Once I can reach her, I can get you all off this island, humans and gangers, eh, how does that sound?" the Doctor inquired.

"Can we get home for Adam's birthday?" Jimmy asked with a smile on his face.

"What about me? He's my son, too." Ganger Jimmy said.

"You? You really think that?" Jimmy asked incredulously.

"I feel it." Ganger Jimmy answered.

"Oh, so you were there when he was born, were you?" Jimmy questioned.

"Yeah. I drank about 8 pints of tea and they told me I had a wee boy and I just burst out laughing." Ganger Jimmy laughed. "No idea why. I miss home. As much as you." Jimmy had a stunned look on his face.

"Look, I'm not going to lie to you. It's a right odd mess, this. But, as you might say up north, "oh, well, I'll just go to t' foot of the stairs." Ha ha ha. Eh, bye-bye, gone. Or not. Good. Right. The first step is we get everyone together, then get everyone safe, then get everyone out of here." The Doctor said.

"But we're still missing Jennifer and Cleaves." Amy reminded him.

"I'll go and look for them." Jimmy stated and headed for the door.

"I'll give you a hand, if you like." Ganger Jimmy said as he joined the original by the door. "Cover more ground."

"Yeah. Okay. Thanks." Everyone was watching the two Jimmys and they didn't see Cleaves enter behind them, carrying a box like device in one hand. The device had a wire that connected to a to pronged probe that she carried in her other hand.

"This circus has gone on long enough!" she shouted. Everyone turned to face her, including Bree who had to stand up to do so. There was a crackle of electricity from the device in Cleaves' hand.

"Oh, great. You see, that is just so typically me." Ganger Cleaves said.

"Doctor, tell it to shut up." Cleaves demanded.

"Please, no. No! No!" the Doctor pleaded.

"Circuit probe. Fires about, oh, 40,000 volts. It would kill any one of us, so I guess she'll work on gangers, just the same." Cleaves stated viciously.

"It's interesting you refer to them as "it," but you call a glorified cattle prod a "she." the Doctor said.

"When the real people are safely off this island, then I'll happily talk philosophy over a pint with you, Doctor." Cleaves said.

"What are you going to do to them?" Amy demanded.

"Sorry, they're monsters, mistakes. They have to be destroyed." Cleaves declared.

"Give me the probe, Cleaves." the Doctor implored.

"We always have to take charge, don't we, Miranda? Even when we don't really know what the hell is going on." Ganger Cleaves said.

Suddenly Ganger Buzzer charged at Cleaves and she fired at him three times. He fell to the ground. The Doctor ran over to him and kneeled. Bree turned away, tears forming in her eyes. Percy pulled her close, as if trying to shield her from the sight.

"Stop! Oh! Ah! He's dead!" the Doctor shouted.

"We call it "decommissioned." Cleaves informed him moved the probe around in the air and Ganger Jennifer gasps and ducks when it was aimed in her direction.

"You stopped his heart. He had a heart! Aorta, valves — a real, human heart! And you stopped it." The Doctor yelled. Bree whimpered.

"It'll be alright." Percy whispered.

"Jen?" Rory questioned.

"What happened to Buzz will happen to us all, if we trust you!" Ganger Jennifer Doctor stood up.

"Wait, wait. Just wait." he saw the Cleaves looked like she was going in fire the probe again.

"No!" he yelled, rushing at her and knocking her to the ground. He took the probe away from her and disabled it. The Gangers took advantage of the situation and ran from the room.

"You idiot!" Cleaves yelled at him.

"Wait!" the Doctor called after the got up as did Cleaves.

"Look at what you've done, Cleaves." the Doctor admonished.

"If it's war, then it's war. You don't get it, Doctor. How can you? It's us and them now." Cleaves turned to Jimmy Dicken and Buzzer. "Us... And them."

"Us and them." Dicken repeated.

Jimmy sighed "Us and them." he said.

Bree was no longer crying at this point. She was angry. She pulled away from Percy and turned to Cleaves.

"It wouldn't have to be if you weren't so stupid!" she screamed.

"Everything was fine until you showed up. You with your stupid over glorified cattle prod and your fear of what different from you. Oh but that's the human thing to do, isn't it? "It's different, it's scary, instead of trying to understand it, let's kill it Or enslave it, or why don't we just get the whole thing over with an exterminate the entire race." God, it's like watching history repeat itself." Bree ranted.

"I wouldn't expect a child to understand." Cleaves sneered.

"What is there to understand? You just did something that will cause future generations to look back upon you in shame and disgust. Just like the Salem Witch trials and the subjugation of Native Americans!" Bree shouted.

"Gangers aren't human!" Cleaves yelled back.

"They my not have human bodies, but they have human instincts, human personalities, and human memories, and right now they have two very human ideas on their minds: Survival and revenge!" Bree's anger was tangible now, the windows were shaking. Percy put a hand on her shoulder. "Calm down. The last thing we need is for you to lose control of your magic." he whispered so that no one else could hear. The windows stopped shaking.

Bree gave Cleaves one final glare, then walked to another part of the room.


A little while later Amy and Rory are kneeling on the floor having a whispered discussion as they cover up Ganger Buzzer. Buzzer was nearby, going through supplies. Dicken, Jimmy and Cleaves are also having their own sat on the floor in a corner of the room with Percy kneeling next to her.

"This is all in your head, right? How does this end?" Percy asked in a hushed voice. Bree sighed.

"The memories were suppressed, Percy. I can't remember the details of this events. I wouldn't remember much of this at all if it weren't so close to a fixed point." Bree answered, her voice equally hushed.

"What's a fixed event?" Percy inquired.

" Fixed points in time are events and/or individuals who have such long-standing impacts on the timeline that no one, not even Time Lords dared interfere with their natural progression. If a fixed point is interfered with, the change would be circumvented, making the timeline continue despite changes or time would freeze and collapse and reality would "die". The Doctor tried to stop one once, but the woman who's death was fixed just died in a different location on the same day." Bree explained.

"Okay. So what happens here?" Percy asked.

"The Doctor, Amy and Rory survive and leave." Bree answered.

"And the others?" Percy pressed.

"Some of them survive, but I don't remember which ones." Bree replied.

"And us?" Percy inquired.

Bree rolled her eyes. "If we die here it will create a paradox." Bree responded.

Their conversation ended when the Doctor finally spoke.

"The most fortified and defendable room in the monastery?" he asked. No one said anything.

"Cleaves! The most fortified and defendable room in the monastery?" he repeated.

"The chapel." Cleaves answered.

"Thank you." the Doctor said.

"Only one way in, stone walls, 2 feet thick." Cleaves stated.

"You've crossed one hell of a line, Cleaves. You've killed one of them. They're coming back. In a big way." the Doctor said.


Bree soon found herself running toward the chapel along with everyone else. Soon enough they were at the door.

"What about the flares?" Jimmy asked as he ran in.

"We'll worry about the flares when we're locked inside." the Doctor everyone except Rory, Amy, and the Doctor were in the chapel.

"Rory Pond." the Doctor said.

A scream echoed throughout the monastery.

Rory hesitated.

"Rory? Come on." Amy said.

"Jen's out there. She's out there and she's on her own." Rory stated.

"Well, if she's got any sense, then she's hiding. Rory!" the Doctor called.

"I can't leave her out there!" Rory exclaimed.

"Rory!" the Doctor exclaimed.

"I know you understand that." Rory stated.

"Get in here. Get in here!" Amy cried.

Gangers arrived at the other end of the hallway. Rory dashed off through a side corridor.

"There they are!" Cleaves yelled.

"Amy." The Doctor said as hegrabbed Amy by the arm and pulled her through the doorway.

"Rory!" Amy caled. The Doctor slammed the door. The factory workers blocked the door with what they could find.

"Amy, Amy, they are not after him, they're after us." The Doctor said. Voices came from the dark corners of the room.

"Why? Why?" they cried.

"Show yourselves. Show yourselves!" the Doctor demanded.

The factory worker were still building a blockade against the door. Bree was trying to think of a spell to seal the door while engaged in a whispered debate in Percy about whether or not to use magic to help. Bree's argument: People are going to die. Percy's argument: You saw how they reacted to the gangers, we don't need them coming after us. Meanwhile the Doctor cautiously approached the corner.

"Doctor!" Amy called."Pass me the barrel." Cleaves ordered.

"We need something heavy. Anything you can find." Dicken said.

Jimmy laughed madly. "This is insane. We're fighting ourselves." he said.

"Yes, it's insane and it's about to get even more insanerer. Is that a word? Show yourself! Right now!" the Doctor yelled.

"Doctor! We are trapped in here and Rory is out there, with them. Hello! We can't get to the TARDIS and we can't even leave the island." Amy staed. The Doctor spoke but his lips didn't move. He seemed just as stunned as the others. Bree and Percy now stared at the corner in stunned silence."Correct, Pond. It's frightening, unexpected, frankly, a total, utter, splattering mess on the carpet, but I'm certain, 100% certain, that we can work this out."

It was the strangest situation Bree and ever been in, and considering her life so far, that was saying something.

From the shadows emerged a Ganger Doctor and a Ganger Bree with half-formed faces

The Ganger Doctor straightened his bow tie.

"Trust me. I'm the Doctor."

In retrospect Bree probably shouldn't have touched the goo.


Did I mention that this is a two part episode?

Yeah this entire 27 page chapter was just an excuse to write two Bree's in the next chapter. That cracking sound you hear is Percy's sanity. Unfortunately, one will probably have to die, unless you readers like the idea and I can think of somewhere to put the extra.

Crysella Andorra tells me that this story got her hooked on Doctor who. Excellent. Soon we shall convert the world.