Pete was waiting for her outside the door and Lux appreciated his understanding of her need for privacy. With him was her real grandmother and her honorary uncle. That was more surprising. She'd have expected Jackie to come bursting in with an attempt to comfort. Now she just stood there studying Lux with tears in her eyes. The look drained Lux of the little energy she had left and she wanted nothing more than to just go and sleep. It had been a while since she slept anyway – not having that few hours a night that she needed was always going to catch up at some point. She barely responded when Jackie wrapped her arms tightly around her.

Lux couldn't remember getting to the Tyler Mansion, couldn't remember Jackie tucking her into bed, her senses were too dulled, too numb, and generally hers were superior to humans! Still, just before sleep thankfully took her, Lux felt the desire for the song the Doctor used to telepathically send her. He'd never actually sing it for her but it was soothing none the less. She wanted that song. That Gallifreyan lullaby. A song that could make her mother cry just from listening to its beauty and send Lux to sleep, feeling safe and loved, within seconds.

When she woke up the next morning, groggy and unaware, she could almost believe it was all a dream for all of one second then she became aware of the silence. Not of the outside world - birds were singing and the house was awake – but of her mind. No gentle hum of the TARDIS, no content but sad presence of her pinstriped father. Just silence. That would take a long time to get used to. She shut off that area of her mind. Her mind was still huge, swimming in information that no human brain would have been able to deal with without burning up but she tuned out of the side of her mind that would search for other telepathy-abled beings. It wasn't too difficult. A simply matter of locking it behind a door. Along with her time senses and anything else of Gallifreyan origin. No more reading timelines.

"Lux, sweetie," Jackie's voice drifted into the room and Lux had the sudden desire to pull the duvets over her head and hide forever. "I brought you some breakfast."

Lux sighed heavily, "oh. Thank you."

With this said, Jackie moved into the room. It was lovely room, Lux had to admit. Warm furnishings with a large, comfy bed. Not as soft as what the TARDIS could provide – those linens weren't from Earth after all – but enough that Lux would be content to stay there for a good few hours. The tray Jackie brought over smelled heavenly as well.

Lux had spent a lot of time with Jackie when she was little because her parents wanted her safe but couldn't sit still for very long. They'd go off and save the world and leave her with Jackie. She didn't mind – they always came back quickly. Her mother used to joke that the only time the Doctor could fly correctly was when it was returning to Lux: a fact that used to make her feel like she was glowing. Verbally he never told her any feelings. The Doctor couldn't say those words out loud. He difficulty forced them out once for her mother but that was all she needed. Rose knew. She always knew, had always known. Lux knew because he could tell her telepathically – the way that Time Lords expressed their emotions when needed. She knew exactly how much he loved her even if he would never say it out loud. She could feel it, feel the warmth of love wash over her as soon as she walked into the room he was in. Feeling what he felt was far better than words, Lux believed. That was gone now too. She was too far away to feel it.

"You need to eat something, love," Jackie said softly, placing the tray down on the bed. "It's your favourite – well it used to be your favourite, don't know if you've found some weird alien-"

Lux breathed out a laugh, "thank you, Grandma."

Jackie wrinkled her nose. She did hate being called Grandma: it made her feel so old.

"If you want to eat up, well figure out what we're going to do," Jackie brushed some hair from out of Lux's face, "and we'll have to go shopping. I know you and your father wear the same clothes all the time but you can't do that here. People would talk."

Lux frowned around a bite of food and looked over where she'd laid her clothing. TARDIS blue top with a bright pink jacket over the top. Light shorts with leggings underneath and knee high black boots. Her father had mixed feelings on that jacket. The same shade of pink and similar styling to the one her mother had worn to the impossible planet. Lux liked the connection – pink for her mother and the colour of the TARDIS for her father. He liked the jacket some days, liked the reminder, liked seeing that part of Rose was still around in Lux but at the same time sometimes the blonde hair on pink caused a painful stab. The light was all her. It always was. The Doctor's Light. His precious light. It was his nickname for her which had eventually become the equivalent of his Doctor title. She was the Light, his light specifically. Only he and she knew her Gallifreyan name. Her mother would never have been able to wrap her mind around the syllables. She was Lux to her human family and to her Dad most of the time. Lux had been extended by her father into her Gallifreyan name: Luxophellelsas. She supposed she'd never hear that name again either – how hard it must have been for her father being the last of the Time Lords.

"I'll leave you to eat," Jackie voice was soft. "Come down when you're done."

Lux ate as slowly as possible, trying to delay the rest of the day. It was tempting to refuse to do anything towards staying in this universe, to throw things and tell Jackie that the Doctor would come, that he would find a way for her but she knew he couldn't without destroying two universes. That was too greater cost. In fact, Lux wouldn't let him even if he tried. So, once she finished her breakfast, Lux threw her clothes back on and trudged downstairs. They felt funny and were more crinkled than usual – no TARDIS cleaning and taking care of any clothing left in the bedroom. With another heavy sigh, Lux conceded that she really would need to go shopping.

The mansion was beautiful she had to admit, regal and nicely decorated without feeling cold or unwelcoming but she didn't feel comfortable. It wasn't Jackie's small flat and it wasn't the TARDIS. One of the staff took her tray of finished breakfast from Lux as she walked by, moving quickly before Lux could say anything.

Jackie and Pete were in what Lux would call a sitting room rather than a lounge. Their heads were bowed and they were talking with urgency. Lux did her best not to listen in. They had just been pushed together too. Jackie dead in this universe, Pete dead in the other. It made sense and Jackie was far suited to this sort of life than she had been the estate. Despite her efforts to not eavesdrop she heard her name and moved further into the room.

"What are we going to tell people about her?" Pete was saying. "She's not human. Does she age? Does she change?"

Lux coughed to gain their attention, "I age, Pete, just slowly. Very slowly, you wouldn't notice."

They looked guilty for discussing her when she wasn't here but Lux really didn't mind. Instead she just walked into the room fully and sat down on one of the large luxurious sofas.

"We were thinking, sweetheart," Jackie's voice was wary, "perhaps the easiest option for you would be to go to college. You look 16 and it would be easy for you to start in September. Pete could find you a place."

Lux wrinkled her noise. She already had A-Levels and GCSE's. It was part of the deal. She could go travelling with her father whenever and wherever they wanted but she still completed a human education. Her father of course was disgruntled about this saying the human qualifications were nothing. Lux however thought it best to have something to show for her intelligence in case they wanted to go 'undercover' for something. Guess they would come in handier now. She'd completed her GSCE's and A-Levels to top standards – it wasn't hard with a Gallifreyan brain that was equipped to handle multitudes of information. Not to mention her father made physics really easy. He taught her Gallifreyan subjects – things that if Gallifrey still existed she would have learnt at the academy - as they travelled though universe.

"Couldn't I just go to university if you want me to go to school?" Lux asked sweetly. "I have good enough A-Levels to get onto a medical degree – you know that's what I've always wanted to do! I mean I was more thinking of it to be able to help people who got hurt when I was with Dad and we had to stop an alien but I guess I could just work in a hospital!"

It was months later before Lux realised her father was looking for her; his voice echoed through her dreams and often woke her up. He interrupted every time she slept, his tall frame sliding into the side of whatever she was dreaming and gesturing her towards him, calling her, begging her to come to him. It wasn't long till she told her grandparents and Mickey – they would never believe her insane.

So, they followed it, followed her father's voice across and out of the country to Norway, to a beach. It was cold and windy and, wrapping her silver coat around herself though the cold didn't bother her, Lux left her family by Pete's old jeep and walked forward. Her mind flashed with a long abandoned timeline of her mother doing the same. Life never did go to plan.

This had to be where he wanted her but Lux couldn't see anyone or anything. Not her skinny father, not that beautiful blue box, nothing. She looked around confused. This is where the last dream showed her to go so where was he?

Just as she was beginning to wonder if she really was only dreaming, he appeared; her wonderful father just at the corner of her eye, transparent like a ghost. Lux turned automatically and made to rush towards him even as disappointment flashed through her with the same intensity as excitement. He wasn't really here.

"No touch, Lux, I'm just an image," the Doctor warned and she stopped abruptly at arm's length.

"Where are you?" she asked sadly, gazing up at him from her height of just below his shoulders.

"The TARDIS," he explained with a bitter smile. "There's one tiny little gap left in the universe, just about to close. It takes a lot of power to send this projection, I'm in orbit around a supernova – burning up a sun just to say goodbye."

His voice cracked and Lux broke eye contact, looking down at her boot-clad feet.

"Well you look like a ghost," Lux looked up with the attempt of a teasing smile.

"Hold on," he told her and she watched him fiddle with a screwdriver. It was almost the same as the one she now had, his one, one that he shoved in her boot at Torchwood. She watched tearfully as his image grew stronger – he could have been there.

"I miss you," Lux chocked out and he nodded sadly.

"How long as it been?" he asked, "and where are we?"

Lux appreciated the change of subject, "2 months."

He nodded sadly.

"We're in Norway," Lux continued. "On Dårlig Ulv Stranden."

"Dalek?" Lux saw her father's eyes flash dangerously and rushed to reassure him.

"Dårlig," she paused for a second wondering how much the translation would hurt. "It's Norwegian for Bad. This is Bad Wolf Bay, Dad."

To her surprise his lips twitched upwards before settling again. Lux blinked back tears as she saw his mouth her mother's name.

"How long have you got?"

It was the Doctor's turn to hesitate, "about 2 minutes."

"About?!" Lux managed to raise a single eyebrow – a talent inherited from him.

"Well," he dragged the word out and pulled at his ear. "2 minutes and 18 seconds."

Lux let out a tearful laugh and grinned up at him even as she felt those seconds slip away: that was more like it. Her smile widened as he finally gave her a true one of his own.

"My Light," his smile was fond. "What are you going to do with yourself?"

Lux took a breath, "there's talk of uni, might try become a Doctor."

Instead of her voice breaking on the last word as she feared, Lux managed to let out a short laugh and relished in the proud grin that spread quickly across her father's face.

"Save a few lives," he instructed.

"That's the aim," Lux laughed.

They were silent for a second. Lux could tell her was trying to memorise every inch of her face and finally she couldn't continue pretending. A sob escaped her lips and her eyes filled with tears that fell as she watched his hand reach out to comfort her, only to fall when he realised he couldn't.

"Am I ever going to see you again?" she could barely see him through the tears and quickly wiped them away.

"You can't," he said sadly, his hand twitching by his side.

"What are you going to do?" Lux asked desperately.

"Oh, I've got the TARDIS," her father replied, his voice forcefully cheerful in the face of her tears, "same old life, last of the Time Lords."

"On your own?" Lux asked and saw him nod in response. "But Mum said not to leave you alone, she said you need someone!"

"Oh Lux," the Doctor's voice wavered. "I-"

His words died in his throat but looking at his face, Lux knew instantly what he was trying to tell her even if she couldn't feel his mind. She tearfully grinned at him. 5 seconds. Time was almost up.

"I love you too," it was more of a sob than words and with a sad smile he faded away in front of her. Lux squeezed her eyes shut against the sobs that threatened to force her to the ground and turned around to run to Jackie, already racing towards her. Someone else could hold her together for a while.