A/N: new chappie! enjoy!

Chapter 2: Two Wives

"The Doctor will be trying to send a message," Kate spoke into her phone as she and Olivia were driven to the Tower of London. "We're looking for a string of numerals around 1550, approximately. Priority One."

She lowered the phone when the window next to Olivia was rolled down and a man stood next to the car, waiting for explanation when they stopped.

"I'm going to need access to the Black Archive," Kate reported, and he examined the two of them before letting them pass.

Olivia was stiff the entire ride over. Something was wrong, she could feel it. She kept her feeling to herself, not knowing exactly what it was about Kate that was putting her off at the moment. When the car came to a stop they both climbed out and Kate led Olivia through the halls of the Tower until they reached a dark, ominous hall to walk down to the door on the other end.

"Black Archive," Kate explained. "Highest security rating on the planet. The entire staff have their memories wiped at the end of every shift. Automated memory filters in the ceiling."

Olivia looked up at the filters as Kate stopped and showed her card to the man on guard, asking for access. He nodded respectfully and went to open the door as Olivia looked around and wondered if she was going to have her memory wiped when she left here.

"Atkins, isn't it?" Kate asked, handing him a key of her own.

"Yes, ma'am," he replied, taking the key to unlock the door. "My first day here."

"Been here ten years," Kate murmured in Olivia's ear, making her fight the urge to cringe back slightly, but when the words registered she scoffed just as the door was opened and she followed Kate into the room.

"Lock and key's kind of basic for something like this, isn't it?" Olivia asked.

"Can't afford electronic security down here," Kate explained as she made her way down the hall. "Gotta keep the Doctor out. The whole of the Tower is TARDIS proofed. He really wouldn't approve of the collection."

"And yet, you let me in here?" Olivia wondered.

"You have a top level security rating," Kate replied. "Olivia Felton: Torchwood Three, character references from Arlene Smith, Doctor Martha Jones and Captain Jack Harkness. Not to mention your help with the Cubes."

Olivia frowned as she followed Kate, wondering why she was reciting all of this. It was then she noticed the containment area with something displayed inside that Kate was stepping closer to.

"And speaking of Jack Harkness," Olivia breathed, coming up to the glass. "Is that his Vortex Manipulator?"

"Bequeathed to the UNIT archive on the occasion of his death."

"Which one?"

"No one can know we have this. Not even our allies."

"Yeah, I know what you mean," Olivia murmured as Kate made her way to the door of the containment area and she followed. "So this is how we're getting to the Doctor?"

"Not sure there's enough power for a to-way trip," Kate replied as she opened the door and they both stepped in. "In any event, we don't have the activation code. The Doctor knows we have this so he's always kept the code from us. Let's hope he changes his mind."

Olivia examined the manipulator on its stand, keeping the fact that she knew the code to herself. Whatever it was about Kate the irked her was getting stronger, and she wasn't sure if she could trust her until this feeling went away. Kate's phone went off and she answered it as Olivia looked out the window to see Osgood standing outside the little room, followed by McGillan, the man she'd seen working with Osgood.

"Well, if you've found it, photograph it and send it to my phone," Kate said irritably before setting the phone down next to the manipulator.

"Um…should those two be in here?" Olivia asked, watching the two that had followed them.

"Oh, they've probably just finished disposing of the humans a bit early," Kate replied, casually. Olivia froze, still staring ahead before she turned her attention to Kate with a wide-eyed stare. "Dear me, I really do get into character, don't I?"

Olivia swallowed hard as Kate began turning into something ugly, something Olivia had seen before when the Doctor was showing her images of his past. This was what he and the Queen had been running from in the woods. He'd called it a Zygon.

"The Under Gallery is secured," Osgood explained to the Zygon that turned to her as Olivia grabbed the Vortex Manipulator and placed it against her wrist, hurriedly punching in the activation code.

"Prepare to dispose of one more human," the Zygon hissed. "We have acquired the device."

"Oh, don't you wish!" Olivia snapped back and waved before hitting the button to send her off.

She reappeared in a room of the Tower in 1562, stumbling as she landed before looking around to find out where she was. She strapped the manipulator completely to her wrist so she wouldn't lose it. Fake Kate had been right, there had only been power enough for a one-way trip. She easily dodged guards and slipped past a few more before coming to a row of doors. She heard voices coming from one of the rooms and ran to the end of the row to listen in for a moment. Hearing the Doctor's voices, she tried the door, expecting it to be locked, but thought she'd try for luck anyway and it opened easily under her hand, making her stumble in. The three stared at her in shock.

"How did you do that?" Bowtie asked as she stepped in, glancing around at them.

"It wasn't locked," she replied. "I just…opened it."

Her gaze landed on Trainers and she swallowed as her heart thumped.

"Hello, Liv," he smirked, lightly and she stepped toward him, slowly as Bowtie glanced away, uneasily, not knowing exactly what was going to happen…until it did.

Olivia brought a hand up and slapped Trainers across the face, making him stumble back a step and grab his cheek.

"Ow! Liv—?!"

"That's for leaving me in Cardiff!" Olivia snapped back then stomped a foot onto one of his, making him shout in pain. "And that's for marrying the Queen of England!"

"I haven't done that yet!" Trainers snapped, hopping on one foot.

"Not to mention, the Queen of England's now a Zygon," Bowtie added with a snicker. "That could change."

"Every time," Trainers muttered, leaning on a stone column to keep the weight off his foot. "Why is it, whenever I think I'm getting a kiss from you, I get a slap?!"

"Because you're an idiot!" Olivia snapped, then frowned as she seemed to realize something. "Wait a minute…three of you in here and neither one of you thought to just open the door?"

"It should've been locked," the Warrior excused.

"Yes, exactly," Bowtie chimed in. "Why wasn't it locked?"

"Because I was fascinated to see what you would do upon escaping."

Olivia groaned at the sound of the voice as Elizabeth stepped into the room.

"I understand you're rather fond of this world," she began. "It's time I think you saw what's going to happen it."

With that she turned and led the group out of the cell, Bowtie taking Olivia's hand to keep her with him, but when Trainers tried to take her other hand, she gently pulled it out of his reach. He looked to her as she only stared ahead, but Bowtie looked over at him to see his long face as they were led to a section of the Tower. The room was filled with Zygons and their technology.

"The Zygons lost their own world," Elizabeth explained, leading them around the room. "It burnt in the first days of the Time War. A new home is required."

"So they want Earth," Olivia realized.

"Not yet. Far too primitive. Zygons are used to a certain level of comfort."

"Commander," a Zygon hissed from behind them, drawing their attention to it and Olivia sneered at the look of it. "Why are these creatures here?"

"Because I say they should be," Elizabeth replied. "It is time you, too, were translated. Observe this. I believe you will find it fascinating."

The Zygon stepped to an object opposite them and placed his hand on it, making him disappear, but a figure reappeared in the painting displayed in front of them.

"He's turned into a picture," Olivia frowned.

"It's not a picture, it's a stasis cube," the Warrior explained. "Time Lord Art. A frozen instance in time. Bigger on the inside, but could be deployed as—"

"Suspended animation," Trainers finished in realization, and Bowtie nodded in agreement as all three stepped around Olivia. "Oh, that's very good. The Zygons all pop inside the pictures, wait a few centuries till the planet's a bit more interesting and then out they come."

"You see, Liv, they're stored in the paintings in the Under Gallery," Bowtie explained. "Like cuppa soups! Except you add time, if you can picture that. Nobody can picture that. Forget I said cuppa soups."

"So now the world is worth conquering," Olivia murmured. "Invading the future from the past."

"Exactly," Bowtie murmured.

"And do you know why I know that you're a fake?" Trainers began, turning to Elizabeth and stepping toward her as the other three turned to watch. "Because you're such a bad copy. It's not just the smell, or the unconvincing hair, or the atrocious teeth, or the eyes, just a bit too close together, or the breath that could stun a horse. It's because my Elizabeth, the real Elizabeth, would never be stupid enough to reveal her own plan. Honestly, why would you do that?"

"Because it's not my plan, and I am the real Elizabeth," she reported, making Olivia place a hand over her face and sigh in exasperation.

"Ok…so, backtracking a moment, just to lend some context to my earlier remarks," Trainers replied, hesitantly.

"Idiot," Olivia blurted, her head still bowed.

"Oi! You try having the day I'm having and see if you can tell a Zygon from the real thing!" he shot back.

"Been there, done that, had a worse day than you," she snapped.

"My twin is dead in the forest," Elizabeth explained, leaning down to lift her skirts, revealing a garter with a small dagger tucked under it. "I am accustomed to taking precautions. These Zygon creatures never even considered that it was me who survived rather than their own commander. The arrogance that typifies their kind."

"Zygons?" Olivia frowned in wonder.

"Men!" Elizabeth corrected, making Olivia burst into laughter before biting her lower lip as the three Doctors stared at her.

"So you killed it?" Olivia asked Elizabeth.

"I may have the body of a weak and feeble woman, but at the time, so did that Zygon," Elizabeth replied before looking to Trainers. "The future of my kingdom is imperiled. Doctor, can I rely on your service?"

"I'm gonna need my TARDIS," he explained.

"It has been procured already," Elizabeth smiled. "But first, my love, you have a promise to keep."

Outside the Tower...

"I now pronounce you man and wife," the priest announced as Bowtie, the Warrior and Olivia stood aside from Trainers and Elizabeth…the couple getting married.

"Liv, try to look happy, she doesn't know," Bowtie murmured as she stared at the scene with a sneer.

"You knew, that's the whole point," Olivia ground out.

"You may kiss the bride," the priest announced, and Olivia groaned in disgust as Elizabeth threw herself at Trainers, kissing his lips off.

"Really?" she groaned.

"Does this happen a lot, in the future?" the Warrior asked.

"It does start to, yeah," Bowtie replied.

"And what is it that has you so infuriated?" the Warrior asked Olivia, making her look to him with wide eyes.

"You see him?" Olivia began, pointing to Trainers still being kissed within an inch of his life. "Before coming, here he left the past me in Cardiff after spending a weekend with me on Aurora and saying I couldn't handle his regeneration. He didn't tell me about this little adventure till he looked like this." She pointed to Bowtie. "And it wasn't even him that told me!"

"Alright, Liv, that's enough, come on," Bowtie entreated, taking her hand and pulling her toward the TARDIS that sat a few yards away, following Trainers.

"Good kisser, isn't he?" Olivia grinned to Elizabeth who looked outraged by the comment and Bowtie tugged her along.

"Olivia!" he scolded as they stepped into the TARDIS, Trainers at the console.

Olivia stared around the control room and smiled, nostalgically.

"You've let this place go, a bit," the Warrior noted.

"Ah, it's his grunge phase," Bowtie replied, playing with the translator orb as they all stepped to the console. "He grows out of it."

"Don't you listen to them," Trainers told the TARDIS, patting the cylinder as Olivia stepped closer to his side and he grinned down at her when she looked at him. She couldn't help but grin back, seeing him how she had when they'd met. "See? Couldn't stay mad at me for long, eh?"

The console sparked, making them all step back and when they looked around the place was different. White walls, the cylinder white as well.

"The desktop's glitching!" Trainers complained.

"Three of us from different time zones, it's trying to compensate," the Warrior guessed as Bowtie stepped toward a wall.

"Hey, look!" Bowtie grinned at Trainers, pointing a wall. "The round things!"

"I love the round things," Trainers replied as Olivia glanced between them.

"What are the round things?"

"No idea."

Olivia giggled as something beeped on the console and Bowtie moved to slap a lever in place, making the console spark again and the room changed back to what Olivia was used to now.

"There!" Bowtie grinned, working on the console. "Stabilized. Liv, can you help?"

Olivia nodded and started working on the console as well as the other two Doctors looked around.

"Oh, you've redecorated," Trainers noticed, making Bowtie look to him with a smile. "I don't like it."

"Oh! Oh, yeah! Oh, you never do!" Bowtie retorted, looking offended as Trainers pouted. Olivia couldn't help but smile, trying to hold back her giggles as they acted like children. "Listen, we're going to the National Gallery. The Zygons are underneath it."

"No they're not," Olivia reported, drawing their attention to her as she turned to all of them. "They followed us to the Black Archive, and judging by the looks on your faces you've heard of it."

"Space/time telegraph!" Bowtie shouted, making them look to him, and it seemed to come to the Doctors instantly but Olivia needed a little help understanding.

"What?" she frowned as he ran around the console.

"Something to contact them with," Trainers explained, all three watching him.

"Science leads, Kate!" Bowtie called into the console, and they all guessed he'd gotten through. "Is that what you meant? Is that what your father meant?"

"Doctor?" they heard Kate call.

"Space/time telegraph, Kate," he explained. "A gift from me to your father. Hotline straight to the TARDIS. I know about the Black Archive and I know about the security protocol. Kate, please, please tell me you are not about to do something unbelievably stupid!"

"I'm sorry, Doctor. Switch it off."

"Not as sorry as you will be," Trainers chimed in. "This is not a decision you will ever be able to live with."

Olivia frowned and looked to the Warrior, realizing the similarities in the situations before the TARDIS thrashed, still flying instead of landing, like it should've done.

"Kate!" Bowtie called. "We're trying to bring the TARDIS in. Why can't we land?"

"I said switch it off!"

"No, Kate, please, just listen to me!"

The signal was lost and they all looked around at each other.

"We can't land because the Tower is completely TARDIS proof," Olivia explained. "She said if you ever saw what was in the Black Archive you wouldn't approve."

"Of course I wouldn't approve," Bowtie snapped. "Why would I approve?! Alien technology plus human stupidity…it's unbeatable!"

"We don't need to land," the Warrior reported.

"Yeah we do," Trainers retorted. "Tiny bit. Try and keep up."

"No we don't," the Warrior chuckled, stepping around the console to reach for the translator sitting on the console between Olivia and Bowtie. "There is another way."

"The translator!" Olivia grinned, unable to keep from throwing her arms around the Warrior as she instantly realized what he was thinking. "Brilliant!"

"Cuppa soup," he murmured, making her frown as she stepped back, slightly. "What is cuppa soup?"

"It's soup in a cup," Olivia explained. "Add hot water and you've got instant soup. What are you doing?!"

She watched Bowtie run to the TARDIS door and fling it open, reaching out to grab the phone inside the box.

"Ok, you boys see that?" Olivia asked the other two Doctors. "That is the stupidest idea you've ever had. Please, leave the phone on the console in future."

"What's he doing?" the Warrior questioned.

"Making a call," Olivia replied as Trainers sailed up next to her.

"You in a better mood now?" he asked, making her shrug slightly. "That's a good sign. I like shrugs. Shrugs are indifferent. Come here, then."

He grabbed her wrist and pulled her toward him, planting his lips to hers, making her squeak in shock before her eyes fluttered shut and she wrapped her arms around his neck as he only held her with one arm around her waist. Her legs turned to jelly as he supported her, keeping her from falling.

"Oi!" Bowtie shouted after hanging up the phone and shutting the door. "You had your turn! She's my girl now! Lips off!"

Trainers pulled back with a smack as Olivia looked up at him in a daze and he only winked at her before releasing her, Bowtie coming up behind and stopping her when she stumbled back.

"Well, you're certainly special, aren't you?" the Warrior chuckled to Olivia who was trying to regain her sense and she laughed as Bowtie helped her stand upright.

"You have no idea," Olivia chuckled, breathlessly.

"Love that modesty, Liv," Trainers retorted.

"Right! Everyone just…fly the TARDIS, will you!" Bowtie shot out irritably.

The Black Archive...

"One word from you would cancel the countdown?" Zygon Kate reasoned.

"Quite so," Kate confirmed.

"It's keyed to your voice print?"

"And mine alone."

"Not anymore. Cancel the detonation!"

"Countermanded!"

"Cancel the detonation!"

"Countermanded!"

"We only have to agree to live."

"Sadly we can only agree to die."

There was a loud crash and sparks flew as a dying Dalek suddenly burst into the room from the painting that served as Elizabeth's credentials to the Doctor. Glass shattered as four figures stepped from the painting and strolled toward them.

"Hello," the Warrior greeted.

"I'm the Doctor," Trainers introduced.

"Sorry about the Dalek," Bowtie apologized.

"And the mess," Olivia shrugged, slightly.

"Kate Lethbridge Strewart," Bowtie began, stepping toward the Fake Kate. "What in the name of sanity are you doing?"

"The countdown can only be halted at my personal command," Real Kate explained. "There's nothing you can do."

"Except make you both agree to halt it," Trainers reported.

"Not even for three of you," Kate retorted.

"You're about to murder millions of people," the Warrior reminded her.

"To save billions. How many times have you made that calculation?"

"Once," Bowtie replied. "It turned me into the man I am now. I'm not even sure who that is anymore."

"You tell yourself it's justified, but it's a lie," Trainers continued. "Because what I did that day was wrong. Just wrong."

Olivia felt her heart clench tightly as she watched them. Whenever he talked about it, he was always full of regret. She looked to the Warrior, meeting his gaze when he turned to her, but it was almost as if he wasn't seeing her. She could tell he was seeing someone else.

"And because I got it wrong," Bowtie began. "I'm going to make you get it right."

He and Trainers grabbed the rolling chairs the Kates had been sitting on to pull them to the end of the table and sit, lifting their legs and crossing their ankles on the table then folding their arms in perfect sync.

"How?" one of the Kates asked.

"Any second now, you're gonna stop that count down. Both of you, together," Trainers explained.

"And then you're gonna negotiate the most perfect treaty of all time," Bowtie continued.

"Safeguards all 'round. Completely fair on both sides."

"And the key to perfect negotiation?"

"Not knowing what side you're on."

Olivia couldn't help but grin as they lowered their feet and used them to shove away from the table to stand, again in perfect sync. When she saw them both go for their Sonics she reached into her jacket for hers as well, ready for the rest of the plan.

"So!" Bowtie called. "For the next few hours, until we decide to let you out…"

They both flipped their Sonics before Trainers explained, "No one in this room is going to remember if their human…"

"…or Zygon."

"Whoops—!"

"A-daisy!"

They both jumped onto the table and the three Doctors and Olivia pointed their Sonics at one of the memory filters, making it spark and glitch, and it only affected Kate, Osgood, McGillan and the Zygons imitating them.

"Cancel the detonation!" both Kates shouted at the computer, making the timer for the bomb stop.

"Peace in our time," Bowtie grinned as they all put their Sonics away and they jumped down from the table. Olivia ran toward him and threw her arms around him, letting him twirl her around once as she giggled.

"As per usual, that was brilliant," she smiled as he put her down and she kissed his cheek before looking to the other two Doctors, her gaze falling on Trainers as he glanced away before stepping away while the Kates began negotiating.

"Go after him, Liv," Bowtie whispered, making her look up at him and she nodded, glancing between him and the Warrior.

"I'll just be a minute," she assured them before racing off after Trainers. As she approached him while he stared at a Cyberhead in a glass case, she decided not to use the nickname she'd given him for a moment since it was only the two of them and instead, called, "Theta?"

He whirled around with wide eyes, staring down at her in surprise as she only smiled up at him for a moment.

"Liv, hi," he replied, warily. "Need something?"

"I'm…I'm sorry about earlier," she began, glancing to her hands to wring them nervously. "It's been a…weird day."

"Well…yeah," he shrugged, then smiled, "It's nice to see you again. I mean, it hasn't been long for me since I…dropped you off but I…I was starting to miss you."

"Yeah, I'm missing you right now, in your timeline," she murmured, still not looking at him. "I…still miss you."

They were silent for a moment. There was so much he wanted to ask her, and there was a lot she wanted to tell him, and both wondered if they should open that huge can of wibbly-wobbly, timey-wimey worms.

"He, um…Chinny…Bowtie," he sputtered, making Olivia giggle as she looked up at him and it seemed to relax him as he smiled, "He said you've been through a lot."

Olivia swallowed, her smile falling slightly as she nodded, then shrugged, "We both have, you and I. Individually and together. But, um…spoilers."

"I'm glad you're still with me," he confessed, making her frown in wonder.

"Why wouldn't I be?" she asked, honestly.

"Well…I can only imagine some of the things I'll put you through," he scoffed. "What with my regeneration and…anything else."

"We get through it," she smiled, sweetly, lifting a hand to the cheek she'd slapped earlier, their gazes locked. "We always do."

He stared down at her in awe, shaking his head as he murmured, "You've changed so much, but I'd know you anywhere."

"Even if a shapeshifting alien from outer space took my good looks?" she smirked, unable to help herself and he lifted a hand to the one she still stroked his cheek with to stroke his thumb over her fingers.

"It'd just be a bad copy, Liv," he smirked, kissing the palm of her hand. "A Zygon couldn't fool me when it comes to you."

"Charmer," she smirked, making him grin and wink and she giggled before glancing behind him to see the Warrior in a huge armchair, alone. She looked back at Trainers and smiled, "I'll be back in a minute, ok?"

He gave a small frown but she only kissed his cheek and turned to head toward the Warrior, her hand slipping from his. She cautiously approached him, pulling the rolling chair from the table he sat next to and having a seat in it.

"Hi," she smiled.

"Hello," he replied.

"I'm Olivia Felton," she smiled. "We haven't met yet."

"I look forward to it," he smiled, honestly and Olivia couldn't help but examine his features…especially his eyes. "Is there a problem?"

"Sorry, no," she sputtered, shaking her head before biting her lip. "It's just…he's told me about the day he…ended the war. But you haven't done it yet, have you?"

"You're very sure of yourself."

"That's because I see it in his eyes. I see his regret, his guilt. He'd do anything to change what he did."

"Including saving all these people? How many worlds has his regret saved, do you think? Look over there…humans and Zygons working together in peace."

Olivia bit he lower lip again as she looked to her lap, realizing this younger Doctor might be just as hard to get through to as the older ones.

"How did you know?" he asked, drawing her gaze to him again.

"Your eyes. There's none of the sorrow I see in him every day, even through the genuine happiness of the moment. You're younger."

"Then, all things considered, time I grew up," he guessed, making her frown, but he looked away from her. "I've seen all I needed. The moment has come. I'm ready."

Olivia looked around but saw no one else with them, making her turn back to him…but he was gone. Her frown deepened in complete confusion before realization dawned on her and she shot from her chair to head for the other two Doctors.

"Doctor!" she called, making them both look up, one examining a glass case with an object she didn't recognize in it, the other sweeping the glass from the painting they'd come out of with his foot.

"What's wrong?" Trainers asked, marching toward her.

"What's the matter?" Bowtie asked as well as they both stopped in front of her.

"It's the other you. I think he's going to do it."

A/N: i love this episode and i loved rewriting it with Liv! I always figured if she ever met up with Ten again it would be anger then awkwardness, like running into an ex you never got over while your current boyfriend (Eleven) can only watch helplessly...but in this case they're the same guy. its all...wibbly wobbly timey wimey. reviews?