I breathed heavily as I stumbled, trying to keep balance. Don't cry. I swallowed the lump in my throat, my heart racing. I saw the Daleks blue eyestalk illuminating the room dimly. Maybe I could just make it talk and come to some sort of a compromise. No need of mentioning the Doctor at all. Hopefully things go well and the Oncoming Storm never needs to come out.

I took a deep breath and closed my eyes. I let it out, opening them again. Don't cry. "I- I know what you are," I kept my distance from the Dalek, which didn't respond, as expected. "I know how you're here. Picked up your distress call," Still no response. My breaths became shallower and quicker and I balled my hands into fists.

My heart was still racing, and my palms felt wet with sweat and blood, thanks to my digging my nails into them. "T- They're all dead. I'm so sorry," My voice shook with every word and it kept lowering into a barely audible whisper. "You're- you're the last."

"You are incorrect," The yellow lights of the Daleks head lit up with every syllable. It's raspy metallic voice sent shivers down my spine and I jumped and my heart jolted, despite me knowing that it was probably going to speak.

My breaths became shakier and I backed away, "I-I I'm really sorry, I'm correct,"

"The Daleks cannot be dead,"

"T-They r-really are," I breathed in, swallowing. "I'm sorry," My voice was shaking and I shivered despite the heat.

"You are lying!"

"N-no, they're all gone," I was close to tears and my voice was shaking like crazy. I rubbed my hands on my arms, wincing at how cold they were, "So are the Time Lords. They're all dead,"

"You are lying!" It sounded more assertive and aggressive. I backed away, hitting the door.

"W-we can come to a c-c-compromise, w-we-" I swallowed again, trying to keep my voice steady.

"Request denied. You are an enemy of the Daleks, you must be destroyed!"

"N-no, you don't have to-"

"Exterminate! Exterminate!" I screamed as it pointed it's gun at me and turned around to bang on the door, "Let me out!"

The door opened at that moment, and the Doctor pushed me out and went in himself. "Doctor, what are you doing? It's gonna kill you!"

The door closed behind him before I could do anything, "Doctor!" I hit the door a couple of times, but it wouldn't budge.

I ran toward Van Statten, who was staring at the screen, fascinated. "It's talking. You made it talk,"

"Is that really the biggest of priorities now, that thing is gonna kill him!" I screamed, throwing my hands up, but he seemed to be ignoring me. "Let him out!"

The Dalek recognized the Doctor and started trying to use it's weapon on him, but it didn't work. I put my face in my hands and ran them down, sighing in relief. In all my fear of the Dalek, I'd forgotten that it had been imprisoned for 50 years, which is why it's gun didn't work.

The Doctor seemed to notice that as well. "It's not working!" He laughed maniacally and walked toward it. "Fantastic! Oh, fantastic! Powerless, look at you! The great space dustbin. How does it feel?"

"Keep back,"

He ran in front of the Dalek and stared into it's eyestalk. "Let him out of there, now," I turned to Van Statten, who was still staring at the bloody monitor in fascination.

The Doctor continued taunting the Dalek, "What for? What are you gonna do to me?" He walked around the Dalek, taunting it. I shuddered at his tone and the venom in his voice. "If you can't kill, then what are you good for, Dalek? What's the point of you? You're nothing!"

"I said, let him out, Van Statten!" Still no response. Why did nobody ever listen to me?

"What the hell are you even here for?!"

"I am waiting for orders," The Dalek said. Van Statten smiled at that and shared a glance with a repulsed Diana who was forcing a smile.

"What does that mean?"

"I am a soldier. I was bred to receive orders,"

"Don't even think about it, Van Statten," I didn't fail to notice the look on his face as the Dalek said that.

"Or what?" He finally turned to me, "You've been yakking about for the past few minutes, why should I listen to you?"

"Because the Doctor is the only chance you have of survival and you've just locked him in with the most dangerous creature in the universe!" I narrowed my eyes at him and took a deep breath, keeping my voice as steady as possible.

Statten just laughed, "That thing said that it was bred to receive orders! You think it's gonna defy the man who's been taking care of it for years?"

"It's a Dalek! It would probably rip your brains out if you order it around!" I swallowed, "Let the Doctor out, Van Statten, or I'll make you!"

"Oh, really? What will you do then?" He taunted, raising his eyebrows.

"I'll-" I paused and swallowed. "I'll-"

"I knew it," He smirked, and turned back to the monitor. "And I'll keep the Doctor in there as long as he keeps the Dalek talking."

I ran toward the door and tried to open it. The keypad had a code which the Doctor would've probably used the sonic to crack. "Open the door, Van Statten! Doctor!" I banged on the door. I winced as I looked at the red spots on my hand, but didn't feel any pain- advantages of running on adrenaline, I guess.

At that moment, the Dalek started screaming in pain. I widened my eyes and stepped away from the door. He was electrocuting it!

"Get him out, he's ruining the metalwork!" Van Statten's men pushed me aside as they opened the door and charged in. I stumbled, pressing my hand to a wall for support, sighing.

"The metal's just battle armor," We walked into an elevator, me right behind the Doctor, "The real Dalek creature's inside," I shuddered, thinking about the one eyed octopus image that had almost made me puke out my popcorn the first time I saw it.

"What does it look like?" Van Statten asked, probably wanting to patent it or something. I narrowed my eyes at him.

"A nightmare. It's a mutation. The Dalek race was genetically engineered. Every single emotion was removed except hate," I shuddered even more at the thought of that. The concept of the Daleks had always been scary to me (granted, the execution was just weird half the time) and I moved closer to the Doctor, who took my hand and squeezed it gently and let go.

"Genetically engineered," Van Statten gasped in awe, "By whom?"

"By a psychopath with genius tendencies," I leaned against the elevator wall. I had to keep swallowing to make my heartbeat normal again, "I'm sure you would've loved him,"

"It's been on Earth for over 50 years. Sold at a private auction, moving from one collection to another," Diana walked around the elevator to the doorway, "Why would it be a threat now?"

"Because I'm here. How did it get to Earth?"

He looked at me specifically, even though the question was directed to anyone. Diana started answering, as I murmured, "Fell through time,"

"It fell through time. The only survivor," The Doctor murmured, after Diana finished talking.

"You talked about a war?" She turned to him.

"The Time War. The final battle between my people and the Dalek race," His voice was solemn and sad- like he was remembering. And you made him encounter a bloody Dalek. You should've dragged him back in, even if he was kicking and screaming.

"But you survived too," Van Statten looked up, his eyebrows raised.

"Don't even think about it-" I started, narrowing my eyes even more, but the Doctor interrupted me, "Not by choice,"

"This means that the Dalek isn't the only alien on Earth, Doctor. There's you and Liza,"

I raised my eyebrows and exhaled as my heart started beating faster again. What if he dissected me or something? "I'm one hundred percent human, thank you very much, and don't even think about doing what you're about to do now,"

"Okay, this one's possibly human,"

"She is human!" The Doctor yelled, wrapping his hand around my wrist gently. I looked up at him, sighing softly.

"But still, you're here, Doctor, and you're the only one of your kind in existence,"

"We have a Dalek in the Cage which is gonna be let loose any minute and this is your biggest concern?" I exclaimed, scowling at him and folding my hands.

"Do you know how much I can patent with that?"

"Do you know that you have to be alive to patent something?!"

"Liza, it's alright-"

"No it isn't! That thing is downstairs, waiting to kill us, and Van Statten here is more concerned about a stupid patent!" My head felt wibbly thanks to all the adrenaline, and I swallowed, taking in deep breaths to calm myself. At that moment, as Twelve would so eloquently put it, my body felt like a mess of chemicals.

Van Statten's soldiers raised their guns at me and I backed up a little, breathing quickly. "Shut up and cooperate, or they'll shoot,"

"Did you not hear a single word I was saying?!"

"I said, shut up or they'll shoot," The soldiers cocked their guns and the Doctor pulled me behind gently. "Liza, let it go, it's alright."

I flinched as Van Statten activated a laser on the Doctor. I was at the corner of the room with Diana as this was going on. "Stop it!"

"Two hearts! A binary vascular system. I am so going to patent this,"

"There's a creature downstairs that's about to kill everyone in this building and that's what you're concerned about?" I yelled, trying to reach Van Statten, but Diana held me back.

"He'll never listen, please, just let it go," She looked desperate, almost like she was scared of him. Which she probably was.

"And what? Live in fear like the rest of you? He's torturing my friend, not to mention that there's a killing machine that's about to kill everyone in the building!" My head was still wibbly thanks to adrenaline and I was a messier mess of chemicals, looks like.

"You know what a Dalek is, Van Statten?" I stopped ranting to listen to the Doctor, who seemed to have heard the whole common cold anecdote thing, "A Dalek is honest. It does what it was born to do for the survival of its species. That creature in the dungeon is better than you,"

"Well, in that case, I will be true to myself and continue," He walked toward the laser scan.

"No, don't!" I was about to run forward and try to stop Van Statten, but Diana held me back again.

"Listen to me! That thing downstairs is going to kill every last one of us!"

"Nothing can escape the Cage,"

"Don't do it, you've already got whatever information you need, stop it!" I yelled, as Van Statten turned the laser on. "Stop it!"

He fired the laser again as the Doctor tried to say something. "Stop doing that to him! Why is nobody listening to me?!"

Van Statten used the laser again, "Seriously, let him go! He's in pain! Also. now the Dalek is probably healed thanks to Rose, and it's gonna kill everyone!"

"Condition Red," A voice in the PA sounded.

"I told you!" I took a deep breath and tried to calm myself down as Van Statten looked up.

"This is not a drill. Repeat, this is not a drill!"

"Release me if you want to live," The Doctor whispered.

After Van Statten released the Doctor and he had put some clothes on, we rushed into the elevator. "Do you know if it's killed anyone yet?"

I closed my eyes as I tried to remember. "Yeah, that guy who gave you the gloves- Simon something," I swallowed, biting my lip. If only I'd been able to do something sooner- "I'm so sorry."

"It killed Simmons," Diana pressed a button in the elevator as the door closed. Her distress was evident as she fidgeted with the hem of her skirt. Van Statten, on the other hand, looked unfazed. "Did that cause any damage to it?"

"Seriously?" The Doctor turned toward Van Statten, exasperated, "The Dalek killed someone and that's your biggest concern?"

"Right after the fact that brunette here knows what happened to Simmons despite not seeing it happen,"

"That really isn't our biggest priority right now-" I closed my eyes, sighing.

"What are you? A psychic, or an alien-"

The elevator opened to reveal Van Statten's office. The Doctor and I ran out to face the TV on the wall. Rose and Adam stood there. "You've got to keep it in that Cage,"

"Not gonna work, but it'll buy us time," I muttered beside him. He nodded as Rose ran in front of the monitor on her side. "Doctor, it's all my fault, I touched it,"

"It's still got a silver lining, though, and that's important to remember, by the way," I looked up at her and she raised an eyebrow at me as a guard ran toward the screen.

"I've sealed the compartment. It can't get out, that lock's got a billion combinations,"

"A Dalek is a genius. It can calculate a thousand billion combinations in one second flat,"

I took a deep breath to calm my racing heart. It was time. Everyone was gonna get killed soon and the Doctor was gonna blame himself. The Doctor is gonna blame himself unnecessarily because you were too stupid. You should've made much more of an effort to get him out of here.

Rose, Adam, and a bunch of soldiers went to stand in front of the door of the cage. Almost there. I looked down, trying to avoid the Doctor, who was looking at me from time to time. He's gonna get reminded of all his war trauma because of you. You should've been more careful.

"You alright?" I looked up to come face to face with the Doctor, who had momentarily looked away from the screen. The love of his life is about to potentially be killed and you're attracting attention to yourself. "Yeah, yeah, I'm fine." I pointed to the monitor, "You should really be concerned about Rose,"

I looked back at the monitor. The doors started opening. Brilliant. Dalek time. "All of you, run out!" I yelled, but nobody listened, as usual.

"Open fire!" Everyone started shooting the Dalek as Rose and Adam backed away. "It's not gonna work!" I yelled again, leaning in front of the monitor as Van Statten said, "Don't shoot it- I want it unharmed!"

"Rose, get out of there!" The Doctor said, staring at the monitor, although he wasn't as close to it as I was.

They continued backing away and shooting as the Dalek advanced further and further. I bit my lip as the Dalek started turning toward the monitor, swallowing.

"DeMaggio, take the civilians and get them out alive. That is your job, got that?" The male soldier continued shooting at the Dalek as DeMaggio led Rose and Adam away.

The Dalek came in front of the monitor and pointed it's suction at it. I quickly backed away as the screen went black and the Dalek started downloading. "Go to the computer!"

Diana and I ran to the computer. She started it up and started typing, and a map of the US was seen. The Doctor and Van Statten soon came behind us. "We're losing power, it's draining the base." A map of Utah appeared with a small map of the US. "Oh my God, it's draining the entire power supplies of Utah,"

"It's downloading," I murmured, as Diana clicked on the map of the US. "She's right," the Doctor said from behind me. I tried to take deeper breaths as the adrenaline started to rush to my head again

"Downloading what?" Van Statten asked. I took another deep breath as Diana's eyes widened, "Sir! The entire West Coast has gone down!"

"It's not just energy. That Dalek just absorbed the internet. It knows everything,"

I turned toward the Doctor, eyes wide in fear. "What's it doing?"

"Finding out your weaknesses," The Doctor said and I turned back to the computer. It was all my fault. I should've tried to do something useful for once. The Doctor was probably mad at me now. Really mad.

"The cameras in the vault have gone down," Diana turned to us. "We only have emergency power now," I leaned in front of the computer.

"It's eaten everything else. You've got to kill it now!" The Doctor turned to Van Statten, who was reluctant.

"All guards to converge on the Metaltron cage immediately!" Diana said through the comms. I closed my eyes and swallowed the lump in my throat. They were all gonna get killed.

Diana flinched as she held onto her earpiece. "It's killing them," I closed my eyes and took a deep breath. All your fault.

Someone put a hand on my shoulder. I turned around, trying to swallow the lump in my throat, "It's not your fault," The Doctor squeezed my shoulder, " You couldn't have prevented this," I could've. If I had dragged you out of this place in time.

"Tell them to stop shooting at it!" Van Statten leaned toward Diana, who looked outraged, "But it's killing them!"

"They're dispensable. That Dalek is unique!" The Doctor turned to him slowly, and I raised my eyebrows. "Excuse me?"

"I don't want a scratch on it's bodywork, do you hear me?" He yelled. The gunshots died down and I squeezed my eyes shut. All your fault. The Doctor squeezed my shoulder gently from behind. "Can you hear me?!" Van Statten yelled again.

"They're all dead," I straightened up, and looked into the monitor. The lump in my throat threatened to burst. It's all your fault- there's no use crying about it.

Diana showed us the schematic of the base, pointing at the different places in the museum, "That's us, right below the surface. That's the cage, and that's the Dalek,"

"This museum of yours, have you got any weapons?"

"Out of reach, Doctor," I muttered, and Diana looked at me in awe for a moment before turning back to him. "She's right. We've got many, but the problem is, the Dalek is between us and them,"

"We've got to keep that thing alive," Van Statten announced. "What, and kill everyone else on Earth?" I frowned at him, trying to steady my voice. He ignored me, "We could seal the entire vault, trap it down there,"

"It can probably get out," I shrugged, and looked back at the computer, wiping the sweat from my face. The Doctor frowned at my hand, but shook it off, as I ignored him.

"And everyone gets trapped in it. Rose is down there, I won't let that happen, have you got that?" The Doctor turned to the computer and pointed at a place in the schematics, "It's got to go through this area. What's that?"

"Weapons testing,"

"Give guns to the technicians, the lawyers, anyone. Everyone. Only then you'll have a chance of killing it," Diana got off her seat to go do so as the Doctor sat down in front of the screen. "Liza, do you know what the Dalek's doing now?"

I tried to remember what was going on. Oh. I sighed and buried my face in my hands. "Who died?" I looked up at his solemn face.

"The soldier called DeMaggio. She died to let Rose and Adam escape," I leaned down next to the Doctor, trying to see what he was doing, mainly to distract myself.

"Don't blame yourself, you had no control over the situation," He continued looking through the schematic.

"I thought you were the great expert, Doctor," Van Statten turned around from the other end of the office, "If you're so impressive, why not just reason with the Dalek?"

"Daleks don't listen to reason, Van Statten," I muttered, but he ignored me again as usual.

"It must be willing to negotiate. There must be something it needs- everything needs something,"

"What's the nearest town?" The Doctor didn't look up from the computer.

"Salt Lake City,"

"Population?"

"One million,"

"All dead," The Doctor said solemnly, "If the Dalek gets out, it'll murder every creature, that's all it needs,"

"But why would it do that?!" Van Statten exclaimed, seemingly losing patience.

"Why did Hitler kill people?" I stood up, looking at him, my eyes narrowed and my voice raised, "Because they were different. Same with the Dalek. It kills us because we're different. And to a Dalek, difference equals bad,"

"It's the ultimate in racial cleansing," The Doctor stood up beside me, "And you, Van Statten, you've let it loose!"

He turned back to the comm system, "The Dalek's surrounded by a force field. The bullets are melting before they even hit home, but it's not indestructible. If you concentrate your fire, you might get through. Aim for the dome, the head, the eyepiece. That's it's weak spot,"

"Thank you Doctor, but I think I know how to fight a single tin robot," A guard said from the comm.

"Listen to him, the Dalek will kill you if you don't!" I leaned toward the comms from behind the Doctor, It had been my fault we were even dealing with this, but at least I could try to reduce the casualties, and in turn, The Doctor's guilt.

"Listen, kid, we really don't need your advice right now, this is an actual crisis, if you haven't noticed." The guard said, and I gritted my teeth, "Go play with your phone or something. You all, positions!"

"Why don't they ever listen!" I threw my hands in the air and sat down on the table, ignoring Van Statten's skeptical look as I buried my face in my hands again.

"You know, that's a question I've been asking myself ever since we got here," The Doctor muttered, still looking at the computer. He tensed as a guard asked two people to run away.

"He is talking about Rose and Adam, if you wanted to know," I swung my legs back and jumped off the table to go stand in front of the TV. If I remembered correctly, we would be getting a visual pretty soon. "They're unharmed for the time being,"

"We've got vision!" Diana said, and the Doctor stood up. I turned back to the TV screen as the Dalek was advancing toward the soldiers who were shooting at it.

"It wants us to see," The Doctor murmured, and I nodded unconsciously, transfixed on the Dalek. These people were gonna die soon, and it would all be because I didn't have the guts to get the Doctor out of the museum when we had landed. Or because I didn't make an effort to force the Dalek into a compromise somehow. I sighed and ran my hands through my hair.

The Dalek started levitating, and broke the fire alarm, turning on the sprinklers and dousing everyone in water. It lowered it's gun and shot at the firing soldiers. I wanted to look away, but I couldn't, and I hated myself for that. I stood there, staring at the screen, a couple of tears trailing down my cheek. I should've been more assertive. I should've been able to control the situation more.

I quickly wiped my tears and made my way to the Doctor, who was behind me, "It's not your fault, Doctor, it's mine," I muttered. He seemed to ignore me as Van Statten cleared his throat awkwardly. "Perhaps it's time for a new strategy. Maybe we should consider abandoning this place,"

"Except there's no power to the helipad, sir," Diana sounded like she was trying her best to suppress her anger, "We can't get out,"

"You said we could seal the vault," The Doctor turned toward Diana, pulling me back toward him.

"It was designed to be a bunker on the event of a nuclear war," Van Statten walked toward the computer and sat in front of it, "Steel bulkheads,"

"There's not enough power, those bulkheads are massive," Diana said.

"But we've got emergency power. We can re-route that to the bulkhead doors,"

"But won't it get out?" I looked up at the Doctor, who shrugged, "Mostly not, she said they were massive,"

"But a Dalek can burst through titanium, Doctor, are you sure?"

"We can only hope for the best, Liza," He shrugged.

"We can't reroute it, we'll have to bypass the security codes, that would take a computer genius," Diana protested.

"Good thing you've got me, then," Van Statten was typing some codes on the computer.

"You wanna help?" The Doctor looked at Van Statten incredulously.

"I don't wanna die, Doctor, simple as that," I looked up at the TV, which turned on again, revealing the Dalek, "And nobody knows this software better than me," Van Statten muttered.

"Sir?" The Doctor and Van Statten looked at the screen to see the Dalek.

"I shall speak only to the Doctor," The Dalek moved towards the screen. The Doctor straightened up, "You're gonna get rusty,"

"I fed off the DNA of Rose Tyler. Extrapolating the biomass of a time traveller regenerated me,"

"Keep that in mind, though, that's very important, like I said before," The Doctor turned around to look at me and nodded uncertainly. Of course. He didn't trust me. At this rate, who would? A normal person who knew what was gonna happen would try to prevent all these deaths. I, on the other hand, was a loathsome psychopath. The Master would be proud.

"What's your next trick?" He asked the Daleks in a low voice.

"I have been searching for the Daleks,"

"Yeah, I saw," The Doctor walked toward the TV screen, "Downloading the internet. What did you find?"

"I scanned your satellites and radio telescopes,"

"And?"

"Nothing," The Dalek sounded genuinely panicked. Rose's DNA was having a good effect on it. Good. At least something good was happening. "Where will I get my orders now?"

"You're just a soldier without commands,"

"Then I shall follow the Primary Order," I stiffened and put a hand on the table. "The Dalek instinct to destroy, to conquer!"

"What for?" The Doctor exclaimed, "What's the point? Don't you see? It's all gone. Everything you were, everything you stood for,"

"Then what should I do?" Fear, definitely fear. Thank God, at least this was going according to how I wanted it to.

The Doctor didn't seem to notice the Dalek having an emotion. "All right then. If you want orders, follow this one. Kill yourself,"

"The Daleks must survive!"

"The Daleks have failed!" The Doctor's voice kept getting louder, and I backed into the table as he walked toward the TV, "Why don't you finish the job and make the Daleks extinct! Rid the world of your filth. Why don't you just DIE?!"

He was leaning toward the screen, just a few inches apart. "You would make a good Dalek," The screen went blank.

There was a moment of silence around the room as Diana and Van Statten stared at the Doctor. I stared at the floor, biting my lip. "Seal the vaults," The Doctor ordered, pretending that the Dalek hadn't said that.

The Doctor ran toward the computer and sat at the other end of the table, typing on the other keyboard. Van Statten's hands flew across the keyboard, and I hated myself for this, but I was in awe of how fast the man could work. Yet another person who's more useful than I am. How brilliant. "I can leech power from the ground defenses, feed it to the bulkheads. It's been years since I've had to work this fast,"

I pulled my phone from my pocket, deciding to call Rose. Thank God the Doctor soniced my phone before we got here. At least I could try to do something useful and prevent the Doctor from thinking he had lost her.

"Are you enjoying this?" The Doctor scowled at him.

"Doctor, she's still down there," Diana looked at him solemnly.

"I'm on it," I muttered as I dialled the number the Doctor had saved in my phone. She picked up the phone, "This isn't the best time,"

"We're sealing the vaults at level 46, I know you've got three floors, just please, run. And be fast," I said. "I'm sorry, we can't help you. I really am," I looked at the Doctor, who didn't seem to notice. Well, I could try to apologise later if he didn't hate me by then.

I could hear the Dalek advancing on them as I handed the phone to the Doctor, who grabbed it from me.

"Done it," Van Statten said triumphantly, smirking, "We've got power to the bulkheads,"

Diana pointed at the schematics, "That Dalek's right behind them,"

"Rose, please run faster, we're gonna have to close the bulkheads soon," I yelled.

"Doctor, I can't sustain the power, the system is failing,"

"Is there any way to make the system not fail? Like seriously, we could use that so much right now!" I ran a hand through my hair. If Rose 'died', the Doctor would end up hating himself more than usual, and nobody wants that.

"Do you really think I would be saying that if there was one?!"

"Well, why don't you look harder, then?!" I ran my hands through my hair and sat down, sighing. Rose was gonna get trapped in the vault and the Doctor was going to blame himself again.

"You need to close the bulkheads," Van Statten said. I looked up from my hands at the Doctor, who looked conflicted. He took a deep breath, "I'm sorry," He whispered, and pressed 'Enter'.

I took in a deep breath, hoping that Rose would make it and things wouldn't go like they did in the show. Please tell me she went through. Let the Dalek be trapped in the vault for eternity and nuke it or something.

"The vault is sealed," Van Statten muttered, and I straightened up, taking in a deep breath. The Doctor stood up immediately and put my phone in his ear, "Rose! Where are you? Rose, did you make it?"

I couldn't hear what she was saying, but the look on the Doctor's face sold everything. She didn't make it. "No," I knew what was gonna happen. I knew that she was still alive, but seeing the Doctor like this- I'd only been his friend (if you can call it that) for a while, but I didn't want him to blame himself for everything. Especially this one. He had so much guilt to deal with after the Time War and Rose was the only person keeping him sane. I couldn't imagine the pain he was feeling when he thought he had lost her.

A/N: Hey guys! A few notes first: Liza hates it when the Doctor hates himself, and tries to prevent that from happening even though she knows the outcomes (she's kinda stupid that way) and she has watched a few episodes only once, which is why she would forget a lot of things that were happening but remember the grand scheme of things.

Now that that's settled, I hope you all had a wonderful Christmas! Thank you so much to everyone who has followed/favourited this story, it means so much! Have a wonderful day/night! Bye!