This chapter contains graphic descriptions of a real life incident, yet it has a little twist. This chapter is also somewhat dark and does contain death.

If only we really had someone like The Doctor or The Black Bullet protecting our little world.

Alexia groaned out aloud as she awoke from a light sleep, still feeling groggy from whatever painkiller Rory had given her. And now she had a pounding headache to go with everything else she had accumulated today. She groaned again and rubbed her face with her hands, wincing at the dull aching pain in her left shoulder and dull ache in her right wrist.

"You okay there?" She heard The Doctor ask her and it only made her headache worse.

"Shut up!" She moaned. "My head hurts so much." And it worried her. Had she been drinking again?

The Doctor chuckled. "That'll be Rory's space-age painkillers." He said.

What? Why would she be taking painkillers? Alexia grunted in confusion.

"Do you remember what happened?" She heard The Doctor ask her.

What a weird question to ask. Of course she did! After being called to the Indian Space Agency in the future they had shortly ended up on a ship full of dinosaurs, ran away from a couple of them, found by robots, led to a different spaceship, and then… She gasped, remembering. She had been shot at by one of the robots.

She opened her eyes, only managing a squint because the lights were too bright, and quickly sat up. Well, at least she tried too. The dull aching pain in her shoulder suddenly hurt a lot worse and she cried out.

"Easy there!" The Doctor spoke, putting his hand on her uninjured shoulder to keep her lying on the Medbay bed. Her eyes watered from both the both the pain and the bright lights, so much so she had to cover her eyes with her right arm. "First of all, are you able to take regular painkillers like aspirin and paracetamol without going loopy?" The Time Lord questioned.

Alexia grunted a positive reply to say that she could take regular painkillers.

"Oh, good. Secondly, I put some healing salve on the laser burn you received, but it can only do so much. I'm sorry. And C…" Alexia snorted laughter, realising the Doctor actually did go from numbers to letters. "…I put a soft cast on the wrist you sprained and fixed a hairline fracture with the Sonic Screwdriver."

The woman groaned. "How did the fracture happen?" She asked, wondering if she had an even milder form of Osteoporosis like her daughter had.

"Likely to have happened when we fell off the Triceratops we we riding." The Doctor answered, going over to a cabinet and picking up a small bottle. Then he returned to Alexia's side and helped her sit up. "Here you go!" He offered, tapping a pill onto her hand.

Alexia waited until the Doctor returned with a glass of water and then she swallowed it and drank the water. As she waited for her headache to die down she noticed she was wearing a loose hospital top and she could see that part of her shoulder was patched up. Not wanting to linger on that, Alexia turned her attention to The Doctor. "What happened?" She asked. "After you spoke to Solomon. I can barely remember anything after that robot shot me!"

A grim expression was on his face. "We escaped from Solomon and his robots and narrowly being blown up on a Silurian ship. Jaime decided to take care of Solomon her way while we flew the ship away from Earth."

If it wasn't for the bad head, Alexia would have noticed the sad expression on the Doctor's face. However, she did notice it in his voice. "What is it, Doctor?" She asked him. The Time Lord shifted awkwardly on his feet before going off to clean up the Medbay. "Doctor?" She persisted.

"What makes you think there's something wrong?" He replied.

Alexia smiled. He probably wasn't very good at playing Poker. "Because you sound like every other parent who's worried about their child." Not to mention she'd heard it before in 'The Doctor's Daughter'. Then she realised she had missed something and she looked up at The Doctor, eyes wide. "What did you say Jaime did to Solomon? I know his ship blew up and that was part of the episode, but did she do something you didn't like?" Alexia asked.

"Well...," The Doctor muttered, rubbing the back of his neck as he nervously walked back over to Alexia. "When Jaime found out what Solomon did to you, she became very angry and illegally entered his Mind."

She furrowed her brow. "You mean she used telepathy of some sort?" She asked. "Mind-rape?"

The Doctor nodded. "She was angry at the time," he found himself defending Jaime. "But yes, it was Mind-rape." He was also surprised that Alexia knew of such a thing. "We have no idea what she did to him once she took him back to his ship. The ability to teleport onto it from the Silurian ship had been disabled and she'd blocked all mental connections."

Alexia groaned, feeling very concerned for her daughter. "Where is she?" She asked the Doctor, expecting her to be hiding out somewhere on the TARDIS. But he didn't answer her and she narrowed her eyes at the Time Lord. "Doctor!" She growled.

"I don't know!" He quickly replied, eyes wide.

"What do you mean, you 'don't know'?" Alexia argued back. "Where is she?"

The Doctor sighed and tugged his ear. "The good news is that she didn't die when Solomon's ship exploded. She got out but she didn't return to the TARDIS, so we've no idea where she is, but John is looking for her via the TARDIS."

Alexia glared at the Time Lord. "Well you bloody well better find her hadn't you!" She shouted at him.

The Doctor nodded and took several sidesteps towards the door, Alexia's cold gaze following him. "We'll be in the console room when you're ready!" The Doctor told her and quickly exited the Medbay.

As soon as he was out of the room, Alexia groaned and put her hands over her face. Shouting had only made the thudding pain of her headache worse. And not only that, but her shoulder and wrist still ached as well. Even though she could take paracetamols without going 'loopy', they barely ever worked anyway. With a sigh, Alexia scooted off the bed, found her t-shirt and jumper on a side cabinet and took off the hospital top. By the time she pulled her t-shirt on her shoulder was aching worse than ever, so to spare herself from more pain, she tied her pullover around her waist.

Once she was done, Alexia exited the Medbay and took a short walk along the corridor to the console room. It was weird how doors and rooms changed about so easily. Everyone was stood around, waiting, as John hovered around the console's monitor as he searched for Jaime. There was a lot of tension in the room that led Alexia to believe there had been arguments, but she wasn't going to ask.

"Ha!" J.D suddenly cheered. "I've found her. Earth, England, South-West London in 2013."

The Doctor peered at the monitor as he set the co-ordinates. "Brilliant!" He uttered. "Well, what are you waiting for?" He let Rose pull the lever with a cry of 'allons-y' and the TARDIS hurtled through the vortex.

Stumbling over to the console, Alexia clung onto the console, grimacing painfully. "What makes you think she'll actually be there?" She asked the Half-Time Lord.

"I know so because I can still feel her," J.D answered her as he scooted past. "It's faint though because she threw up all her shields when she dealt with Solomon."

"I can still feel her as well." Jenny spoke up.

Alexia nodded and her thoughts centred on something different. "What about the Silurian ship?" She asked. "It's still full of dinosaurs isn't it?"

"Don't worry about that. We'll get back to rehoming the dinosaurs once we find Jaime. The ship is currently on autopilot. It should be fine." The Doctor answered her questions. "No-one else will go near it now that we fixed its shields."

Alexia nodded faintly, ignoring the dull thudding of her pains caused by the rough flight of the TARDIS. They finally landed and the first to exit the Time Machine were the Doctors, Jenny and the Ponds.

Rose strayed a little to stay with Alexia. "Are you okay?" She asked the woman as they exited the TARDIS.

"Aye, why wouldn't I be?" Alexia replied for too quickly for Rose's liking. She could feel bouts of pain from her.

"I was just asking after what happened on the ship." The blonde said.

"I'm fine. Just needed a bit of TLC," Alexia told Rose and approached both Doctors. "So where are we?" She asked, noticing they'd materialised by the side of a parade of shops.

"Woolwich," the Doctor answered her. "22nd of May, 2013."

"On a Wednesday." J.D added as they started walking along the road.

Alexia frowned, wondering why the date felt so important and checked the time on her Watch. It was past two in the afternoon. "Right, so where in Woolwich do you think Jaime might be then?" Alexia questioned.

"I don't know," John muttered, avoiding her gaze. "Her TARDIS-like connection still feels faint."

She shook her head, dismayed. "So we just walk around aimlessly until we find her?"

"Yep!" The Doctor replied. "It's happened before."

Alexia just grunted her frustration, the date still niggling away at her.

"I've got a bad feeling about this." Jenny was heard to cry out. "Something bad is going to happen."

"She's got a point, Doctor," Rose spoke up and the Doctor stopped, looking st her and Jenny. "I've got that feeling too. Like a feeling of death…"

Now the rest of the troupe had stopped and their attention were focused on Rose and Jenny.

"Death?" The Doctor and John exclaimed at the same time.

"Are you sure about that?" J.D asked.

"Yep!" Jenny spoke up. "There's a car and one or two people involved, but it all feels like it's in flux."

"What do you mean, 'in flux'?" The Doctor asked.

"There's a murder," Rose answered. "Yet there isn't. The Timeline is in a state of flux."

The Doctor looked from Jenny to Rose, his brows raised. "Tell me, what else do you see?" He asked the both of them.

But before they could say anything they were interrupted by Alexia. "Oh, fuck me!" The woman practically shouted and then quickly covered her mouth, her eyes wide, when people walking past stared at her.

"What was that about?" Amy asked.

"It's today's date!" Alexia explained. "It's been niggling away at me why it's so important, and now I realise why!"

Rory looked confused. In fact everyone did. "What's so important about today?" He asked.

Alexia took a deep breath before answering the question, aware now at any moment a man was about to be murdered in the worst kind of way. "In the other universe there was this young man in his twenties, a soldier, a Fusilier. These two men ran him over with their car and then actually tried to decapitate him right there on the street, in broad daylight."

Rose looked completely horrified, Amy grimaced and both Rory and J.D were disgusted. Jenny was half aware of it and the Doctor just frowned.

"The worst thing about it though was that one of them had been filmed on somebody's phone, waffling on about none-sense and trying to justify his actions. His hands were absolutely caked in the poor fella's blood and he was holding a Cleaver in one of his hands. God, the footage ended up showing on the news unedited and when Jaime saw it she had nightmares about it for weeks, said she had a dream about it happening before it happened. It was the most horrific thing I'd seen on British TV."

Furrowing his brow, the Doctor rubbed the back of his neck. "So you're telling us, the thing that is about to happen is nothing but domestic terrorism?" He asked.

"Aye," Alexia nodded.

"Then in that case we should just leave it to the authorities," he said. "Alien invasions I can do, but this is way past my comfort zone!"

"Doctor!" Rose groaned.

"I don't think any of us need to stop it." Jenny said and the Doctor looked at her, confused.

"She's right," Alexia continued. "If Jaime's here then she'll likely to want to stop it! What's the time?" She asked and checked her Watch. It was 2:15pm, only five minutes to go. "I know where she'll be…," she looked around to familiarise herself. "This way!" She pointed across the road. "Wellington Street is that way!" Alexia began to run, avoiding nearly being run over herself. "Come on!"

After several silent looks at each other the rest of the troupe followed.

Wellington Street was its usual self on a Wednesday afternoon. The weather was quite warm with very few clouds in the sky. A young man, with short brown hair, brown eyes and wearing a 'Help for Heroes' hoodie, exited the take-a-way place and began to cross the road to get to the barracks on the other side. He didn't notice the car parked halfway down the street begin to rev up in a bid to let off some speed. He was halfway across the road when the car came speeding at him, and by the time he realised what was happening the car was almost upon him.

Suddenly everything went dark and then there was a horrendous crunch of metal as the car hit its intended target…or so people thought as they stopped to gawp at what was happening. The young man thought he was dead, after all his life had flashed before his very eyes. Except he wasn't dead.

Somebody had him in a forced crouch with their arms around him. It was probably why everything was so dark. Beginning to panic, the young man's training kicked in and he tried to struggle out of whatever hold he was in. That was until a Welsh accented voice spoke to him in a soothing way and he suddenly felt calm.

Once she could feel his calm washing off him, The Black Bullet unwrapped her arms from around the young man and stood up. Next, she gently pulled him up, his various muddle of emotions washing off him. "Are you okay?" She asked, smiling at his Help for Heroes jumper. All he did in reply was nod, but she noticed his face was going pale. "In that case you best get to your barracks, shouldn't you!" The Super-heroine gave the young man a push and he stumbled off towards his workplace.

Once she felt he was okay, The Black Bullet looked around her surroundings, noticing she had gained a large crowd of onlookers. She didn't really mind as it always happened, the more witnesses, the merrier. They just couldn't see what she looked like under the hood. Before she turned her attention to her two intended victims, she spotted a couple of familiar faces and smiled. Oh, they were so in for a shock.

The car was a complete mess. The front bumper was so crumpled in that it looked like the car had rammed into a large rock, the bonnet was completely bent out of shape, obscuring her view of the two occupants in the car. Well, that and the fact the radiator was so damaged it was steaming. And finally she could smell petrol. It was also leaking. She would have to sort that out first.

When she swiped her hand across the whole engine compartment it was frozen temporally and then grabbed the bonnet, pulling it away as if it was nothing, throwing it off to the side of the road. Waves of surprise, awe, excitement and amazement could be felt washing off people. The windscreen on the car was cracked in several places but she could still see the occupants in the car. Well, she would if they weren't being obscured by the airbags. She could feel that the two men were currently stunned. Never mind, judgement still awaited them.

The anticipation could literally be felt as she focused all her attention on the two men. "Listen to me," she called loudly to the two men and for the benefit of the crowd who were surprised she was actually talking. "My name is The Black Bullet, I know all, I see all. These two men…these two terrorists…have just attempted to murder a member of Her Majesties' Armed Forces…with weapons!"

There was a round of nervous chatter from the growing crowd.

"I will not allow that to happen," she continued to speak as she looked around at her audience. "I will NOT allow terrorism to run amok on our streets. This ends today!"

Gasps of surprise was heard from several crowd members.

"Starting with these two terrorists." She pointed at the two men in the car. "I must make an example of them and judge them to be unfit to live on this world, therefore I sentence them to death."

There was a sudden buzz of chatter among the faint sounds of police sirens.

At this point, the two men in the car were now fully aware of their situation. They saw The Black Bullet standing before their ruined car, heard her talking and decided to make a run for it. Except they couldn't open the doors. They weren't locked, they were just being held shut by telekinesis. They started banging on the windows instead, and people watching noticed that one of them were using a big knife to smash on the window. Their screams for help went ignored.

As for The Black Bullet, she took a step back or two and held her arm out towards the car. At first it seemed to vibrate and shake, then it began to hover several inches off the ground. Now The Black Bullet closed her hand into a fist and the vibration worsened until the car began to crumple up. It was minimal at first until a few excited people pointed out the differences. The car continued to crumple up until the two men inside it began to scream out in pain as they were slowly crushed. The Black Bullet shuddered and winced when she felt them die. Soon enough there was nothing left of the car apart from a boulder sized ball of metal.

The super-heroine let the metal ball of scrap drop to the road with a clang.

At first the street was silent and then the crowd cheered her actions. It brought a smile to The Black Bullet's face and she turned to leave until she heard a familiar voice call to her. She saw that it was John approaching her and she grimaced as he came near her. "Stopio!" She shouted to him in Welsh and he did, frowning and confused. "Cwrdd â chi yn ôl ar y TARDIS." She told him before kicking off into the sky and flying away.

Seconds later Windows rattled or cracked as a Sonic boom hit, causing the younger members of the crowd to cheer.

Alexia stared, completely dumbfounded at the ball of metal as members of the crowd started taking selfies with it. She found that really quite horrific. "What the bloody hell did I just witness?" She asked nobody in particular before turning to The Doctor. "Doctor! What was that? Who the bloody hell is 'The Black Bullet'?" She asked him.

He looked really guilty as he tugged at his ear, but he didn't get a chance to reply to her.

"Oh my god, it's you!" A young male voice spoke up and Alexia felt a tug on her arm. "Can you sign my book?"

When she turned around she had a book thrust right in her face. "What?" She mumbled, stumbling backwards.

"Please can you sign my book!" The boy repeated, remembering his manners.

Taking the book, Alexia looked at the cover and was surprised to see her name on the cover. Maybe it was a case of mistaken identity. But when she spotted the photo on the back cover she realised it wasn't. She really had written the book. As for the book's title it was called 'The Black Bullett Chronicles: Amazon Adventure'.

"Here's a pen!" The boy held the pen out and she took it. "Is it true you named her after yourself?" The boy questioned, confusing Alexia even more.

"Who?" She asked.

"Lexie Tyler of course!" The boy nodded at the book. "The Black Bullett."

"Oh, sure, yeah…" Alexia mumbled, quickly scrawled her name on the inside of the book, shoved it and the pen back at the boy and turned her attention back to the Time Lord. "Doctor! Why did I just sign a book I have yet to write?" She asked him. "In fact, why am I even writing about The Black Bullet?"

The Doctor smiled at her as he rubbed the back of his neck. Or was it a grimace? Even Rose and the Ponds looked somewhat sheepish. Jenny looked halfway between confused and understanding.

Instead of having to answer Alexia, the Doctor turned to his brother. "What did she say?" He asked.

"She wants us to meet her back at the TARDIS." J.D replied.

"Well then, let's go before even more paradoxes are caused!"

The Doctor grabbed Rose and Alexia's hands, and ignoring the woman's protests, the Time Travelling troupe hurried back to the TARDIS. Unfortunately they couldn't find Jaime waiting outside the TARDIS, nor was she inside.

"Where is she then?" An increasingly irritable Alexia snapped. "You said she'd be here. Where the hell is my daughter?" She demanded.

Both Rose and Jenny gave Alexia looks of worry. They could feel she was in a great amount of pain.

"I'm right here!" A Scottish accented voice spoke up and The Doctor looked up to find Jaime sitting on top of the TARDIS. She hadn't been there when they first arrived.

"Get down from there!" He worried. "We really should get going."

Jaime smiled and breezed off the TARDIS in a gust of wind and was stood in front of the Time Travellers within seconds. "Here's the thing though," she spoke up. "I thought you would have figured it out by now. I mean, Jenny and John have."

"Eh? Figured what out?" The Doctor asked, his eyes narrowed.

"She isn't our Jaime," Jenny said to her father. "She's the Jaime of 2013."

"Oh." The Doctor mumbled, embarrassed.

"That would make sense because I don't think our Jaime knows how to fly Supersonic." J.D added. "But that means we still have to find her."

"Not necessarily," FutureJaime spoke up. "You'll find your Jaime here as well, except she doesnae turn up 'til a couple of months."

They stared at her, somewhat surprised.

"Where? When?" John demanded.

"July 2013," FutureJaime answered. "She'll be stayin' at Amy and Rory's."

The current Amy and Rory looked surprised. "You mean we stop travelling with The Doctor?" Amy asked.

"Of course not," FutureJaime answered the ginger Scot.

"That means we have to travel a few months ahead." The Doctor interrupted before more could be said.

"Aye, but it's probably not a good idea if you all randomly turn up," FutureJaime told him. "I can open a Portal but only John and mum can go through."

Appearing hesitant for a moment, the Doctor thought quickly about the situation and finally nodded his head. "Okay, fine."

FutureJaime smiled at his decision, but before she opened the Portal she turned to her mum. "I'm sorry you had to see that as a first time," she apologised. "Just dinnae go mentionin' it to your Jaime when you see her. There's already too many paradoxes hangin' around."

Realisation washed off Alexia and her eyes widened. "What? Are you telling me that you're The…"

Jaime suddenly hushed her mum and Alexia's mouth snapped shut. The Scots-girl grinned and looked at her dad. "I learned that from you." The Doctor chuckled. Now that she had warned her mum, FutureJaime opened up an Air Portal and watched as Alexia and J.D stepped through it before closing it.

"Great! So what are we supposed to do?" Amy moaned.

"Maybe you should return to the TARDIS and find somewhere for the dinosaurs to live." FutureJaime suggested.

"Oh, yes. Good point!" The Doctor muttered thoughtfully. "Molto bene!" With that said, he herded everyone back into the Time Machine.

FutureJaime watched as the TARDIS disappeared from view, then FutureJ.D appeared from out of nowhere, appearing to be fiddling with something on his wrist, and stood beside Jaime.

"That was a close one!" He said.

"Hmmm…" Jaime grunted thoughtfully, remembering how shocked and surprised she was when her mum asked about her superhero persona, but not understanding why she seemed so sad about it.