"Ugh..." Zana groaned as her eyes fluttered open. Her head was pounding and her wrists were screaming out in pain, but that was the least of her worries. She was more concerned with the person possessing Rose at the moment.

"Ah, you're awake," Cassandra was standing right in front of her, a smug smile playing at her lips.

"It appears I am, yes," Zana retorted. "Tell me, how did you even manage to tie me to this railing thing?"

"Oh, I didn't. Chip did."

Zana raised an eyebrow, "Chip?"

"I serve the mistress," a man's voice made her turn her neck as much as she could. From what she could see, she was guessing he wasn't human. His skin was as very pale, and he had red markings all over his face and what little of his arms Zana could see.

"Why tie me up anyway?" she asked, careful not to tug at her restraints. They were extremely tight, and the rope wasn't taking kindly to her skin. "Where did you even get the rope? What the hell is going on, Cassandra?"

"I ask the questions," Cassandra informed.

"Where's the Doctor?" Zana glared at her.

"What did I just say?"

"I don't know, I was too busy asking questions. Now answer them."

Cassandra glared at her, "Who are you?"

"I'm Zana Kline. A friend of Rose's. And I guess the Doctor as well, I haven't quite decided. Now, if I ask nicely, will you let me go, and leave Rose's head?"

"You're new to this whole thing, aren't you?"

"New to what?"

"Traveling."

"How do you know?"

"I'm inside blondie's head, remember?" she smirked.

"Okay. So I'm guessing asking nicely won't help." Then something donned on her. "Where's the Doctor? What have you done to him?"

She gave Zana a laugh, "Why are you worried about him?"

"Mostly because he's my ride," Zana rolled her eyes.

"Let me out! Let me out!" the Doctor's shouts rang out, and Zana realized just where he was. Oh no.

Cassandra smiled widely before walking over to the cell the Doctor was being held in, "Aren't you lucky there was a spare? Standing room only."

"You've stolen Rose's body!" he exclaimed.

"Over the years, I've thought of a thousand ways to kill you, Doctor. And now, that's exactly what I've got. One thousand diseases. They pump the patients with a top-up every ten minutes. You've got about three minutes left," she stepped back. "Enjoy."

"Just let Rose go, Cassandra."

"I will. As soon as I've found someone younger, and less common, then I'll junk her with the waste. Now hushaby! It's showtime."

Zana shook her head, "Use me, Cassandra. Just leave Rose alone!"

"Zana, no," the Doctor said sternly, but she didn't care. He wasn't her boss.

Cassandra turned to Zana, looking her over. Zana tried to keep a brave face, but she was terrified. She trusted that the Doctor would save her, but she couldn't tell you why. There was something about him that made her feel...safe.

"Are you volunteering?" Cassandra stepped closer to her.

"Yes."

"Then who am I to refuse?"

Before Zana could reply, a flash of red light left Rose's body. Rose stumbled back, pressing a hand to her forehead. "My head..." she looked around. "Where'd she go?"

"Blimey," Cassandra said, using Zana's voice. "Massive change. Okay. Chip, release me."

"Yes, mistress," Chip nodded and got to work.

"Anything we can do to help?" Sister Jatt walked in, along with Sister Casp.

"Straight to the point, Whiskers. I want money," Cassandra rubbed at her new wrists, trying to ignore the stinging. She could hear that Zana complaining in her head, and that was almost enough for her to go back into Rose.

"The Sisterhood is a charity. We don't give money. We only accept," Casp informed.

"The humans across the water pay you a fortune, and that's exactly what I need. A one-off payment, that's all I want. Oh, and perhaps a yacht. In return for which, I shall tell the city nothing of your institutional murder. Is that a deal?"

"I'm afraid not."

"I'd really advise you to think about this," Cassandra glared, growing frustrated.

"Oh, there's no need. I have to decline."

"I'll tell them, and you've no way of stopping me! You're not exactly Nuns with Guns. You're not even armed!"

"Who needs arms when we have claws?" Casp held up her hand, and her claws shot from her fingertips.

Cassandra instantly stepped back, "Well, nice try. Chip? Plan B!"

Chip shuffled forward and pulled back a lever, letting all of the diseased people, along with the Doctor, out of confinement. Cassandra watched out of Zana's eyes as he pulled Rose close to him.

"What've you done?" he snapped at Cassandra, but she didn't seem fazed.

"Gave the system a shot of adrenaline, just to wake them up. See you!" She turned and ran off, leaving a stunned Rose waiting with the Doctor.

Zana could feel her legs moving, she could hear the moans of pains the patients were emitting, she could see the sparks that shot from the locks on the doors as she rushed past them, but she couldn't do anything about it. It was like she was stuck in her own body...well, she was stuck. All she could do was wait for the Doctor, or maybe even Rose, to do something to fix it.

"Oh, my God..." Cassandra breathed as she stopped by the stairs. Every single door was opening, letting all the hundreds of patients escape.

"What the hell have you done?" the Doctor demanded.

"It wasn't me!"

"One touch and you get every disease in the world!"

"And I want Zana in one piece," Rose glared at her.

"We've got to go down," the Doctor informed as patients converged upon them.

"But there's thousands of them!" Cassandra cried.

"Run! Down! Down! Go down!" the Doctor gave Zana's body a push, and Cassandra let out a distressed cry as she took off down the steps.

"This building is under quarantine," the tannoy announced loudly, but the group hardly heard it over the patients' cries of pain. "Repeat, this building is under quarantine. No one may leave the premises. Repeat, no one may leave the premises."

"Keep going! Go down!" the Doctor ordered.

If Zana could, she would have rolled her eyes as Cassandra led them to a call lift. Didn't Cassandra know how a call lift worked?

"No, the lifts have closed down. That's the quarantine. Nothing's moving!" the Doctor told her quickly.

"This way!" Cassandra ran back in the direction they had come in.

"Someone will touch him!" she heard the Doctor exclaim and turned to see Chip had been trapped by the patients.

"Leave him! He's just a clone thing. He's only got a half-life. Come on!" Cassandra ran back and grabbed the Doctor's arm.

"Mistress!" Chip cried.

A pang of guilt shot through Zana as Cassandra ran off again, and she knew that it certainly wasn't her guilt she was feeling.

"I'm sorry, we can't let her escape," the Doctor called to him, taking Rose's hand as they rushed after her.

"My Mistress!"

"There's no way we're going to escape. How can we? Every door you open, there are dozens of sick patients behind it. The Doctor seems angry, Rose seems worried beyond relief, and all I feel is annoyed,"Zana was saying to Cassandra. She had learned they could communicate when she accidentally let out a curse when they ran into a group of patients, and Cassandra actually scolded her for it.

"Can you shut up for one second? You're becoming more annoying than blondie," Cassandra retorted as she led the Doctor and Rose into her lair. The Doctor shut the door behind them and soniced it closed.

"Be nice," Zana told her.

Cassandra rolled Zana's eyes as she rushed to the other side of the room and threw open the door. Again, there were patients behind it, so she slammed it close and turned towards the other two. "We're trapped! What am I going to do?"

"Well, for starters, you're going to leave that body. That psychograft is banned on every civilized planet. You're compressing Zana to death," the Doctor informed. Zana wished she'd known that before volunteering for this.

"But I've got nowhere to go! Zana won't let me use Rose, and my original skin's dead!"

"Not my problem. You can float as atoms in the air. Now, get out."

"You asked for it," Cassandra glared at him before Zana felt dizziness wash over. Suddenly having complete control over her own body overwhelmed her as she stumbled forward. Luckily, Rose steadied her.

"Are you alright, Zana?" she asked.

"I'm fine, yeah," Zana nodded. "Where'd she go? Do you know?"

"Oh, my. This is different," the Doctor said, answering her question.

"Cassandra?" Rose called.

"Goodness me, I'm a man!" Cassandra exclaimed as the Doctor, making Zana cover her mouth with her hand. "Yum. So many parts...And hardly used," Cassandra started moving the Doctor's body. "Oh, oh, two hearts! Oh, baby, I'm beating out a samba!"

"Get out of him," Rose demanded weakly.

"Ooh, he's slim, and a little bit foxy. You've thought so too! I've been inside your head. You've been looking...You like it," Cassandra moved towards Rose, who looked down, embarrassed. Just then, the door burst open and the diseased people wandered in. "What do we do? What would he do? The Doctor, what the hell would he do?"

Zana looked around, "Ladder. We've got to get up!"

"Out of the way, blondie!" Cassandra pushed past Rose and hurried up the ladder. Zana let Rose go before her, which she wasn't sure why. She was terrified! There were...zombies chasing after them!

"Please, help us. Help..." one of the patients called as they started up the ladder after Zana.

Zana's arms were growing tired as they slowly made their way up the lift shaft, but the patients weren't far behind at all. She was starting to think that this was it. This was how she was going to die.

"If you get out of the Doctor's body, he can think of something!" Rose called to Cassandra.

"Yap, yap, yap. God, it was tedious inside your head. Hormone city," Cassandra rolled her eyes.

"We're going to die if-"

"Get off!" Zana exclaimed as Sister Casp grabbed her ankle, tugging on it. Zana's grip on the steps tightened, not wanting to be pulled off.

"All our good work. All that healing. The good name of the Sisterhood. You have destroyed everything!" Casp hissed at her.

"Go and play with a ball of string," Cassandra called down to her,

"Everywhere, disease. This is the human world. Sickness!"

Zana watched in horror as a patient grabbed onto Casp's ankle, and within seconds, she was infected with everything. Just as Zana was about to panic, the diseased cat fell, leaving the patient just steps behind her. "Move!" she shouted.

"Maximum quarantine. Divert all shuttles," the tannoy alerted as Cassandra tried the escape hatch, but nothing happened.

"Help us..." the patients whispered. Zana could feel her heart in her chest, and it probably wasn't helping that she couldn't hold on to well. Her hands were shaking too badly.

"Now what do we do?" Cassandra asked hurriedly.

"Use the sonic screwdriver," Zana yelled quickly. Apparently, that thing unlocked everything.

Cassandra pulled the said object from the Doctor's jacket and held it up, "You mean this thing?"

"Yes, I mean that thing!"

" Well, I don't know how. That Doctor's hidden away all his thoughts!"

"Cassandra, go back into me. The Doctor can open it. Do it!" Rose demanded.

"Hold on tight," Cassandra muttered before transferring into Rose, "Oh, chavtastic again. Open it!"

"Not till you get out of her," the Doctor pointed the sonic at Rose.

"We need the Doctor!"

"I order you to leave her!" He shouted angrily, and within seconds, Cassandra was possessing him again."No matter how difficult the situation, there is no need to shout."

"Cassandra, get out of him!" Zana cried, on the verge of tears. The patients were getting closer and closer.

"But I can't go into Rose, he simply refuses. He's so rude!"

"Then go into me! It's not bloody rocket science, is it?!"

"Don't you dare," Rose glared at Cassandra.

Cassandra sighed, "Oh, I am so going to regret this." Zana watched as she left the Doctor and moved to the patient right beneath her. "Oh, sweet Lord. I look disgusting!"

The Doctor took that time to open the lift hatch. The three of them quickly made their way through it, but it wasn't quick enough. Zana's head went fuzzy as Cassandra took over her body once more.

"That was your last warning, Cassandra!" the Doctor yelled as Zana's body slid down the wall. A distraught look was on her face as she sat there in silence.

"What's wrong?" Rose asked softly.

"Inside her head...They're so alone. They keep reaching out, just to hold us. All their lives and they've never been touched..." Cassandra's, well, Zana's voice started to tremble. Zana could feel exactly how Cassandra felt, and it was truly heartbreaking...

"Here," the Doctor offered her a hand and helped her up.

"We're safe! We're safe! We're safe! We're clean! We're clean! Look, look!" the Doctor exclaimed as they walked back into Ward 26. The Duke's assistant was charging at them with a chair, surprisingly.

"Show me your skin," she demanded.

"Look, clean. Look, if we'd been touched, we'd be dead," the Doctor informed. "So how's it going up here? What's the status?"

"There's nothing but silence from the other wards. I think we're the only ones left. And I've been trying to override the quarantine. If I can trip a signal over to New New York, they can send a private executive squad."

"You can't do that. If they forced entry, they'd break quarantine!"

"I am not dying in here!"

"We can't let a single particle of disease get out. There are ten million people in that city. They'd all be at risk," he glared. "Now, turn that off!"

"Not if it gets me out!"

He took a deep breath, "All right, fine. So I have to stop you lot as well. Suits me," he rushed forward. "Rose, Zana, Novice Hame, everyone! Excuse me, your Grace!" He reached forward and grabbed the Duke's silk rope, "Get me intravenous solutions for every single disease. Move it!"

Zana watched as everyone started grabbing the many bags of solutions and handing them to the Doctor, who was tying the rope around himself. Cassandra grabbed a few and handed them to him as well, helping him put them on the rope.

"How's that? Will that do?" he looked up at Cassandra, who shook her head.

"I don't know. Will it do for what?" she asked.

She followed him through the ward, frowning when he soniced the doors to a lift open.

"The lifts aren't working!"

"Not moving. Different thing. Here we go!"

Cassandra watched in horror as he started to run.

"But you're not going to-" she stopped when he jumped and grabbed onto the cable. "What do you think you're doing?"

"I'm going down! Come on!" he called to her as he attached a round piece of equipment onto the cable.

"Not in a million years!" Cassandra shook her head, and Zana agreed with her. There was no bloody way she was going to freaking jump.

"I need another pair of hands. What do you think? If you're so desperate to stay alive, why don't you live a little?" the Doctor looked at her.

"Seal the door!" the Duke's assistant's voice rang out, and Cassandra turned to see the infected patients moving towards her.

"Don't you dare," Zana hissed in her mind, but Cassandra wasn't listening. Instead, she rushed forward and jumped onto the Doctor's back with a shout.

"You're completely mad. I can see why Zana's interested in you," Cassandra breathed.

"Going down!" the Doctor didn't seem to take any mind to the comment as they suddenly started falling down the cable. Cassandra was crying out, terrified for her life, as the Doctor laughed. Luckily for Zana, it didn't last long.

"Well, that's one way to lose weight," Cassandra commented as they stopped on top of the lift.

"Now, listen. When I say so, take hold of that lever," the Doctor instructed.

"There's still a quarantine down there, we can't-"

"Hold that lever! I'm cooking up a cocktail. I know a bit about medicine myself," the Doctor started biting the ends off the packages of solutions and pouring them into the disinfectant tank on top of the lift. Cassandra watched as the Doctor opened the hatch on top of the lift and moved to jump down. "Now, that lever's going to resist. But keep it in position. Hold onto it with everything you've got!"

What about you?" Cassandra asked, taking hold of the lever.

"I've got an appointment. The Doctor is in." With that, he jumped down and used the sonic screwdriver to open the lift doors. "I'm in here! Come on!"

"Don't tell them!" Cassandra huffed.

"Pull that lever!" he ordered as the infected wandered towards him. Cassandra pulled the back, doing as told. "Come and get me! Come on! I'm in here! Come on!"

"Commence stage one disinfectant," the tannoy announced.

"Hurry up! Come on! Come on, come on!" Zana heard the Doctor say happily, but she couldn't see a thing. "All they want to do is pass it on. Pass it on!"

"Pass on what? Pass on what?" Cassandra demanded.

"Pass it on!"

Cassandra let go of the lever when the contents of the disinfectant tank had been emptied and moved to jump down from the lift hatch. The Doctor helped her down, which Zana was grateful for. The last thing she needed was a broken ankle. "What did they pass on? Did you kill them? All of them?"

"No. That's your way of doing things," the Doctor, who was soaking wet, retorted. Cassandra followed him as he walked out into the lobby, "I'm the Doctor, and I cured them!" A woman walked up and embraced the Doctor, who happily hugged her back. "That's right. Hey, there we go, sweetheart! Go to him. Go on, that's it. That's it," he turned to look at Cassandra, "It's a new sub-species, Cassandra. A brand new form of life. New humans! Look at them. Look! Grown by cats, kept in the dark, fed by tubes, but completely, completely alive. You can't deny them, because you helped create them. The human race just keeps on going, keeps on changing. Life will out! Ha!"

If she could, Zana would smile as wide as she could. She was so happy to find out that the Doctor was a good man. A man she's glad she's had the fortune to meet.

"This is the NNYPD. Please step away from the shuttles," the tannoy announced overhead as the Doctor, Cassandra, and Zana made their way back to Ward 26."All staff will present themselves to the officers for immediate arrest. I repeat, immediate arrest. All new life forms will be cataloged and taken into care. All visitors to the hospital will be required to make a statement to the NNYPD."

"Doctor!" Rose rushed forward and pulled him into a hug. "You did it!"

"Course I did," he smiled widely as she pulled away and pulled Cassandra into a hug as well.

"Zana! Are you okay?"

"Still Cassandra," she answered, making Rose jump back quickly.

"The Face of Boe!" the Doctor exclaimed suddenly and rushed towards him. "You were supposed to be dying!"

"There are better things to do today. Dying can wait," Zana heard an old voice inside of her head.

"Oh, I hate telepathy. Just what I need, a head full of big face," Cassandra muttered, making the Doctor shush her.

"I have grown tired with the universe, Doctor, but you have taught me to look at it anew."

"There are legends, you know, saying that you're millions of years old."

"There are? That would be impossible."

"Wouldn't it just," the Doctor thought a moment. "I got the impression there was something you wanted to tell me."

"A great secret."

"So the legend says."

"It can wait."

"Oh, does it have to?" the Doctor pouted.

"We shall meet again, Doctor, for the third time, for the last time, and the truth shall be told. Until that day..." Zana watched as he teleported away. Wow. Talk about dramatic.

"That is enigmatic. That, that is, that is textbook enigmatic..." the Doctor stood up from his crouched position and turned to Cassandra. "And now for you."

"But everything's happy. Everything's fine. Can't you just leave me?" Cassandra asked.

"Are you daft?" Zana asked her internally.

"You've lived long enough. Leave that body and end it, Cassandra," the Doctor demanded.

"I don't want to die!" Cassandra started to panic.

"No one does."

"Help me!" she exclaimed.

"I can't," the Doctor shook his head.

"Mistress!" Chip's voice rang out suddenly.

"Oh, you're alive!" Cassandra turned towards him.

"I kept myself safe for you, mistress," he informed happily.

Cassandra grinned. "A body...And not just that, a volunteer!"

"Don't you dare. He's got a life of his own," the Doctor glared.

"But I worship the mistress. I welcome her," Chip didn't take his eyes off Cassandra.

"You can't, Cassandra, you-" the Doctor started, but Cassandra wasn't listening. Once again, Zana nearly fell as dizziness washed over her, but she felt a pair of arms wrap around her, keeping her from collapsing to the floor.

"Oh! You all right?" the Doctor asked her. She went to nod, but that didn't help her dizziness whatsoever as she stumbled forward. "Whoa! Okay?"

"Yeah, I think I am..." Zana gulped, looking down at her hands as she moved her fingers. She smiled, glad she had control, before looking up at the Doctor. "Hello!"

"Hello. Welcome back," he smiled as well.

"Zana," Rose pulled her friend into a hug. "How are you feeling?"

"Great," Zana chuckled, happily hugging Rose back. "And you?"

"I'm fantastic!" she grinned.

"Oh, sweet Lord. I'm a walking doodle," Cassandra made them turn around to see her looking over Chip's body.

"You can't stay in there. I'm sorry, Cassandra, but that's not fair. I can take you to the city. They can build you a skin tank and you can stand trial for what you've done," the Doctor told her quietly.

"Well, that would be rather dramatic. Possibly my finest hour, and certainly my finest hat, but I'm afraid we don't have time," she informed. "Poor little Chip is only a half-life, and he's been through so much. His heart is racing so. He's failing. I don't think he's going to last-" before she could finish, she fell to her knees.

"Are you all right?" Zana asked immediately.

"I'm fine. I'm dying, but that's fine..."

"I can take you to the city..." the Doctor tried.

"No, you won't. Everything's new on this planet. There's no place for Chip and me anymore. You're right, Doctor. It's time to die, and that's good..." she gave him a small smile.

"Come on," he helped her up. "There's one last thing I can do."

"Oh no, don't. Stop it. Simply not true. Tiny. The beaches were so dismal, and the mosquitoes were..." the past Cassandra was laughing along to a story she was telling as the current her turned to the Doctor.

"Thank you," she told him with a grateful smile.

"Just go. And don't look back," he replied.

"Good luck," both Rose and Zana smiled.

The Doctor had taken the small group to a point in Cassandra's past, and Zana was honestly surprised to see Cassandra, in her own body, mingling among others at a fancy dinner party. The current Cassandra was wearing a black robe the Doctor had given her and was making her way out into the small crowd, towards her past self.

"And if you actually see them, you're shocked. But don't quote me on that. Oh, naughty. À bientôt!" the younger Cassandra laughed.

"Excuse me, Lady Cassandra," the current Cassandra tried.

"I'm sorry, I don't need anything right now. I'm fine, thank you."

"No, I just wanted to say you look beautiful."

"Well, that's very kind, you strange little thing. Thank you very much."

"I mean it. You look so beautiful..."

The younger Cassandra stopped listening to the others and focused on her older self, "Thank you."

Zana turned away as the Cassandra she knew fell to the floor, "Oh, my Lord. Are you all right? What is it? What's wrong? Someone get some help! Call a medic or something, quickly!"

"Who is he?" someone asked as the Doctor led the two girls back into the TARDIS.

"I don't know. He just came up to me. I don't even know his name. He just collapsed. I think he's dying. Someone do something! I've got you, sweetheart. It's all right. There you are. There you are, I've got you. It'll be all right. There, there, you poor little thing..."

"So how big is this place?" Zana asked Rose as they wandered through the corridors. As soon as everything had settled down, Rose had decided to show her new friend around.

"It's endless," Rose told her. "I've always been too scared to go past my bedroom, to be honest with ya. I think I'm gonna get lost."

"Do you think someone has ever gotten lost?" Zana pondered.

"I...I don't know!" Rose laughed. "I'll have to ask the Doctor."

"Oh my god..."

"What?"

"This is...oh my..." Zana walked through the large double doors of what appeared to be the library. There were levels upon levels of shelves and books, and it absolutely enticed Zana beyond belief.

Rose chuckled, "I knew you'd like this room."

"This is amazing!" Zana laughed.

"I thought so too," Rose smiled, sitting down on a comfortable looking sofa, next to a small table, which was nearly overflowing with books. "I've never actually finished a book because the Doctor is always eager for some sort of an adventure, but I do enjoy just sitting in here."

Zana sat down beside her, "Tell me about yourself, Rose."

"What do you wanna know?"

"Anything you're willing to tell," Zana smiled.

"You gonna tell me about yourself as well?"

"Of course!"

Rose chuckled, "Well...my mum, Jackie, raised me. My dad had passed away when I was just a baby, so she was all I had..."

"I'm sorry..."

"Oh no, it's fine. I gotta meet him."

"How?"

"Time machine, remember?"

"Oh!" Zana chuckled.

"Hmm...I did pretty well in school. I had a rather normal life, actually. Everything was fine, I guess. But it was very...boring, you know?"

"So you decided to go with the Doctor?"

"Yeah," she smiled.

"How did you meet him?"

"He blew up the shop I was working at."

"Really?" Zana laughed. "Why?"

"There were these things called Autons that were inside, so he had to get rid of 'em."

"Hmm..." Zana nodded. "How long have you been with him?"

"A year, just about," she smiled fondly. "It's been a blast. I got to meet Charles Dickens and see the end of the Earth and meet all kinds of aliens, good and bad. I've also helped the Doctor save as many people as we can. That's what he does, you know. He saves people."

"Is it his job to save people?"

"No. He doesn't even have to do it. He just loves helping people whenever he can. He truly is a great man, Zana."

"Sounds like it," Zana smiled softly.

"Now go on," Rose made herself comfortable on the couch. "Tell me about you."

"Well...I'm eighteen years old. I'm currently in secondary school, and trying to get accepted into Oxford," Rose let out a low whistle, making Zana chuckle. "Yeah, I know. Crazy, right? It's not what I really wanted to do with my life, but hey, my parents asked, so I decided 'why not?'"

"You must be pretty smart, then."

Zana shrugged, "I suppose so. But it can't really get me anywhere."

"Are you kidding me? You can do anything!"

"Yeah..." Zana sighed. "It's just...that's how I spent my teenage years, invested in my education. I get that it's important, and I get that I'll need it for my future, but I completely missed out on typical teenage milestones, you know? I don't really have any friends, except for one, and she's always out with her other friends."

"The Doctor likes clever people. Maybe he'll let you stay," Rose said happily. "I really hope he does, you know. You're pretty cool."

Zana bit her lip, "You think he'll let me stay? I mean, these past few days have been the best days of my entire life. The adventures...that's all I ever really wanted."

"I felt the exact same way," Rose informed. "Hell, I still feel like that!"

Zana laughed softly, "I have a feeling we're going to be great friends, Rose Tyler."

"I do too, Zana Kline."

A/N: Chapter 4! Wow, I'm on a roll! Anyway, I hope you like it. :)