Meet the rest of Delta's family.

This chapter also contains graphic descriptions of a nightmare, including non-con and death induced injuries.

In the early hours of the morning the OmniVerse TARDIS landed in the basement in the home of Delta's family in Miami. A tired but wide eyed and excited Kat Sasco met Ed as he exited the TARDIS with Delta in his arms. She was happy and thankful for the MI5 officer for bringing her home and they went upstairs. The others followed them up and met the rest of the family.

In the kitchen Delta's sister, Sharon Wilkinson, was making coffee via the percolator. Her husband, Chris Wilkinson, was pacing back and fourth, holding and comforting an eight month old baby who sounded irritated.

"Shush, shush, it's okay little baby." Chris was gently soothing.

The Doctor, J.D, Jenny and Jaime watched this in awe, while Katie joined Sharon at the percolator. There was going to be a lot of thirsty mouths to satisfy.

"Your baby is teething." Jenny spoke up, her dark blue eyes fascinated.

"Cor blimey, Jenny. Talk about stating the bloody obvious!" Chris uttered with a chuckle, his accent was a strong London cockney despite having lived in America for more than ten years. "What are you doing standing there like a lemon for?" He asked. "Make yourself at home. That's what you and your dad usually do." It was a somewhat sarcastic and humorous, but he hadn't even looked at the Time Travellers. His eyes were still on the baby.

The Doctor rubbed the back of his neck, looking a tad sheepish. "Sorry, but we havn't been here before." He spoke up.

Chris finally looked up at the Time Travellers with a surprised expression. He saw The Doctor with his Tenth face , Jenny, another similar Doctor and a naturally pale female with Raven coloured hair who looked a lot like Ed's colleague. "What are you waffling about?" He replied. "Of course you've been here before. Plenty of times and especially with Delta." He frowned now. "How come there are two of you?" He asked.

Katie giggled at Chris' confusion and then helpfully explained the situation. "He didn't mean here, as in this house. He meant here as in this universe. They all come from a parallel Universe."

Chris looked even more surprised before letting out a laugh. "Parallel Universes? Blimey! Pull the other one."

Sharon put Katie in charge of the percolator before turning to her husband. "Come off it, Christopher. Don't act like you don't know." She said to him and walked over to where he was stood. Her accent was like Delta's but with a hint of American in it. "Delta already told us about Parallel Universes when she travelled with The Doctor. Either version of him." For a moment she soothed her baby daughter before turning back to the parallel Time Travellers. "Why don't I show you all to the den. Come along."

The Doctor nodded and he and the others followed the woman to where she was leading them.

Jaime looked around when she realised somebody…or even tow somebodies…was missing. "Hey, where's Rose? And my ma'?" She inquired.

"Rose and Alexia volunteered to help this Universe's Doctor with the aliens, rehoming them." J.D answered his bond-mate.

Brows raised in surprise, Jaime looked over at The Doctor. Rose was pregnant, it was a wee bit odd to let her go galavanting about with The Twelfth Doctor. "And you're okay with tha'?" She asked her dad.

"Yep!" The Doctor replied.

A shudder ran over Jaime's body and she sensed the complete opposite from the Time Lord.

Meanwhile, up in Delta's barely used room, Ed gently laid the unconscious Delta onto the bed. Then he sat down on the bed next to her. Kat sat next to the bed in a reading chair and kept her eyes on her daughter. She could tell that Delta had likely been mistreated because she looked thinner, especially around the face. She reached out and brushed several strands of ginger hair away from Delta's face, only to frown. "Why is her hair wet?" She asked Ed who had taken a hold of Delta's left hand and was caressing it.

"They put her in a water tank in a bid to exploit her Cryokinesis," Ed answered her.

Kat gasped, putting her hand over her mouth as tears came to her eyes.

"I think they just wanted to stop her from attempting more escapes." He added.

Kat gave a watery laugh at the news. That was her daughter all over. Always finding her own way out of such bad situations. But just how many more times was her daughter going to be taken away from her like this? She'd already been kidnapped twice before, and by the same people. What if the American Government found out she'd escaped and came looking for her again?

Then a thought came to Mind when she remembered the odd powers her daughter had manifested and how she used her Sonic Glove to inhibit it. "Hold on, why isn't she glowing?" Kat asked.

"Huh?" Ed grunted, looking up from Delta to her mother with a furrowed brow.

"You know, that weird icy blue aura that surrounded her when she didn't have her Sonic a Glove on."

"Oh!" Ed looked down at Delta, his brows raised. "Oh!" She had a point, though the icy glow may not have been present but her skin had felt cool. "Maybe she managed to control it…" He muttered thoughtfully before shaking his head. "Though Jaime did say that all the other prisoners had been inhibitor chipped. So maybe Delta has too."

Kat scowled, disgusted that her daughter had possibly been violated in such a way, chipped and kept caged like a common animal.

"Perhaps we should check with Jaime downstairs first?" Ed continued, noticing the look of anger on Kat's face. "She was the one who swooped in and rescued her and everyone else."

Kat nodded her head, listening. "Yeah, well I think we should get her out of these manky clothes and into something more suitable." She didn't like the fact that there were patches of blood on the fatigues her daughter wore. She reached out in order to unbutton the camouflage top, only for Ed's eyes to widen.

"Wait!" He put his hands on Kat's. She looked at him with a questioning expression. "Leave it for now."

Kat's eyes narrowed suspiciously.

"You know what she's like. She won't appreciate it if she wakes up to find she's been dressed whilst she's been out."

Glaring now, Kat sat back in the reading chair. "She's my daughter, Edward!" She snapped.

The MI5 officer grimaced at the use of his full name. "I know, I know. But think about it. Consent is what she prefers. If she has that taken away from her there'll be hell on. Believe me, I should know!" He had to learn from that mistake the hard way.

"Right, of course." Kat muttered, followed by a sigh. "So we just leave her in dirty clothes until she wakes up?"

Ed nodded his head. "Why don't you go downstairs and check with Jaime whether or not Delta's been inhibitor chipped."

Kat just grunted and ruffled her hair in a frustrated way. "Okay," she conceded. "Which one is Jaime?"

"The one that looks like Kate," Ed replied. "The Scottish one."

With a puzzled frown, Kat silently stood up and walked out of the room.

Ed watched her go and then waited for a bit before reaching out and unbuttoning Delta's fatigue top, opening it seconds later. He looked down with a scowl at the long faded, yet still visible scar on Delta's chest. It made him feel angry and he quickly covered her up. "I'm so, so sorry." Ed muttered. "I should have been there for you. Then none of this would of happened." He kissed his fiancée on the forehead and followed Kat out of the room.

Kat stepped off the stairs and followed the chattering voices to the den. She recognised one voice belonging to the Tenth Incarnation of The Doctor and smiled. It had been a long time since she'd last spoken to that version of him. The older Scottish one had been somewhat surly and rude. Standing in the doorway, Kat noticed that Sharon and Chris were sitting together with the baby who know seemed more settled. The table had many cups of coffee or even tea on it. The Doctor was on his feet, pacing with a cup of tea in his hands.

Leaning against the door jamb, Kat was about to make her presence known until a familiar, but slightly different, voice of The Doctor spoke up.

"What's the baby called?" He asked while Kat raised her brows. The Doctor was still pacing and hadn't opened his mouth.

"Her name is Andromeda," Sharon answered him. "Andromeda Diana Sasco-Wilkinson."

The Doctor had stopped pacing and he was grinning away. "Named after an entire Galaxy!" He uttered with a chuckle. "Of course, she was also the daughter of an ancient Grecian King and Queen. Not many people go for names like that. What made you choose it?"

Sharon shook her head. "It wasn't us. It was a friend of Delta's…one of her Spacey ones. Dyna. That's where we got 'Diana' from."

There was a bout of silence and a surprised look from The Doctor, which Kat found a tad odd.

"Do you know who she is?" The Doctor asked.

Kat decided to make herself known. "Only that she's a Time Lord like you, Doctor," she answered his question and sat down on sofa arm next to Sharon. "Though I have my suspicions." She muttered to herself. "I thought you knew that?" She looked around at the other guests in the room. There was Katie, Jenny and next to her was the female that looked 'a bit' like Kate. In fact she looked A LOT like Kate. And then next to her was…another of the same Doctor, only this one was younger and wore different clothes. She sat up, looking from twin to twin. "Hold up. How are there two of you?" She asked, frowning and feeling puzzled.

"That's because they came from a parallel universe, mum." Sharon answered her.

'Of course'. Kat thought to herself. Delta had mentioned different universes whilst travelling with The Doctor. "That makes sense I suppose." Kat uttered out loud. "I did wonder why you were back to wearing your Tenth bodies' face again." And the other similar Doctor was most likely his cloned duplicate that her daughter had mentioned.

The Doctor just let out a chuckle but looked distracted.

Kat looked down at the baby with a smile. "Funnily enough it was The Doctor who suggested the name 'Delta'." she stated.

"What, really?" Jenny asked, her dark blue eyes wide with excitement.

"Aye," Kat replied, looking up at the blonde Time Lady. "It was hours after she was born and I was sleeping when he walked into the room at the hospital. I was woken up by a buzzing noise and found him standing over her cot. He introduced himself as Dr Smith and we chatted for a bit. Then he suggested I call her 'Delta' after the Delta Quadrant of the Milky Way."

J.D shifted in his seat and put an arm around Jaime's shoulders. "And you didn't think that was odd?" The Half-Time Lord questioned. "A stranger claiming to be a Dr. suggesting a space name for your daughter?"

Kat shook her head. "I was far too tired to even question it. But imagine my surprise when I wanted to thank the helpful Dr Smith, it turned out there was no such Dr. by that name in the hospital." Kat concluded.

"Dad was pissed, though," Sharon picked up, grinning. "He made a stink about letting strangers roam around the hospital."

Kat nodded her head, smiling fondly at the memory. "Anyway, turned out Delta was travelling with him and he was randomly visiting her along her so-called Timeline whenever he got the chance." She said.

The Doctor found this to be an odd thing to do. Had his parallel self been changing something in her Timeline? He would have further questioned this, but then Ed walked into the room.

"Oh, so you've finished your walk down memory lane have you?" The MI5 officer angrily snapped. He ignored the sounds of insulted protests as he turned his attention to Jaime. "Since all these aliens were chipped with inhibitors, did the same happen to Delta?" He asked.

Kat groaned and shook her head. She knew there'd been something she had to ask. Only because she'd been distracted by the parallel Doctor she'd completely forgotten.

Now that all the attention was on her, Jaime sat up in her seat. "She hasnae been inhibit-chipped, although Wolfy was vague 'bout tha'." She explained.

Ed breathed a sigh of relief.

"But they have been exploitin' the Artron tha's in her blood. They had tons of research and they'd built a device they called an 'Artron Depressor'."

"I don't like the sound of that." The Doctor growled out.

Jaime agreed with him. "It was keyed tae her DNA and they used it tae cause her pain," waves of disgust, anger and shock washed over Jaime and she heard Kat let out a gasp. "Tha's what they used tae inhibit her if Delta or Wolfy got out of control. I destroyed it."

The Doctor nodded, happy enough. "What about the research?" He asked. "Did you destroy that? The amount of damage it could cause if that went mainstream. One drop of her blood could change the entire future of the human race."

Ed rolled his eyes. "It's been three and a half years they've had her. I think it's a bit late now for warnings." He bit out angrily.

The Time Lord sighed as he kept a wary eye on the clearly agitated MI5 officer. "Then I suppose this Universe's Doctor will have a lot of cleaning up to do." He uttered, rubbing the back of his neck thoughtfully. Speaking of the Twelfth Doctor, the Tenth perked up when he heard the sound of another TARDIS materialising. "Rose!" The Doctor uttered and went off, following the sound of the landing TARDIS.

The grinding was faint so that meant the other Doctor had parked his TARDIS in the basement as well. Reaching said basement, The Doctor opened the door, noticing he'd been followed by Jaime, Jenny and J.D. The Twelfth Doctor was already halfway up the steps while Rose, Alexia, Cena, DeltaVerse Jenny and Nardole followed him up.

"How did it go?" Ten asked Rose, capturing her into a hug and kissing her.

Alexia was hugging and fussing over Jaime.

"It went fine," Rose was finally able to answer. "We managed to rehome and relocate all aliens that had been held. Now they just need medical help with the trauma they've received."

Twelve nodded. "I'll get onto that as soon as I've found a head doctor for them." He said and then turned to Jaime. "I need you to tell me everything you saw." He practically demanded. He was a tiny bit angry with the Scots-girl for cutting off the communication a tad early.

"Aye, okay." Jaime muttered. Before she could 'debrief' the combined Time Travellers returned to the den.

A couple of hours later and Delta was still unconscious. Only now she had Ed lying next to her, sleeping. Though Delta's sleep wasn't entirely peaceful. She was shifting about, restless as she dreamed…or rather had nightmares. In it she was struggling really hard in the grips of several people who's faces were hard to make out. They may as well have been faceless. If only these faceless bastards hadn't drugged her they would all be dead faceless bastards. She let out a roar of anger and struggled more violently, even managing to get out of the grip of at least one of them. But then there was a bright flash of white.

Now she found herself bound on a Gynaecology chair, her legs obscenely spread in stirrups. Despite that, she continued to growl and struggle. She hated then doing this to her. She hated how they seemed to take satisfaction in hurting her when sticking their damn medical instruments into her most intimate places. Or even worse was when they took it upon themselves to feel her up when she couldn't even defend herself.

"Stop struggling," one of them told her. "It's for your own good!"

But Delta remained stubborn and continued to fight and strain against her bonds. Even when they approached her with their damn instrument. She jerked and shivered at its coldness, as if it had been put in a freezer, then groaned painfully and closed her eyes as the damn thing once again hadn't been lubricated.

Suddenly her nostrils filled with the musty stink of a basement and Delta gasped, opening her eyes. Her surroundings had darkened, but as she began to breath heavily with panic she had the sickly feeling she knew where she was and that she would never ever escape them. Looking up, she saw that her chained hands had been roped onto a beam, and when she looked back down she let out a frightened gasp. Looming out of the shadows was them, the ones that loved to haunt her nightmares even though they were long time dead.

Enzo Natoli and his little band of misfits. "You love this, don't you!" He crowd, his Bullet ridden body leaking blood as he waved his Cattle Prod about. "You'd love it if I stuck it up your fica and give you a good cazzo."

Delta shook her head, still breathing in a panicky way and struggled to escape.

"Let me have a piece of that sooka," a Russian accented voice spoke up, causing further panic for Delta as he loomed in her view.

That sick Minded Russian with his sick creepy grin on his face. Except one side of his head was caved in and bloody, bits of brain and skull sticking to the blood. It made Delta feel sick.

"Give her pizda a hard pounding." And he approached her, still with that sick grin on his face.

"No!" Delta croaked, the room appearing to get cold, her breath coming out in an icy cloud. "No, no, no, no…"

Waking up with a strangled scream, Delta bolted upright in her bed, still taking in panicky breaths, her green eyes wide and frightened. Seconds later she Ice-ported off the bed and reappeared in the corner of her room, crouched, gasping and sobbing, as she held her hands over her head. For the past year and a half she had continual nightmares about those bastards, acerbated by her PTSD, which was made worse by those other bastards in their so-called bastard prison. Now every part of her body ached from very little use, whether it was dull or phantom or just outright sharp.

And her head hurt with the beginnings of a headache. She didn't know where she was either, just that she'd been in Cryonic Suspension for over a year and now she was out…somehow. How did she even get out anyway? Delta was too afraid to look for fear of what she might see.

'Delta, hey Delta,' growled the familiar voice of Wolfy, which only made the ginger jump and whimper. 'Just look around where you are, you're free, you're safe.'

But Delta shook her head. "No," she mumbled. "No." How many times had she been 'fee and safe' only to be captured and held prisoner once again.

'It's okay,' Wolfy growled, trying to help. 'Everything will be okay if you just look up.'

And Delta did just that, although a tad reluctantly. Taking her hands off her head she looked around at the room she was in. It was the bedroom she rarely ever used. The bedroom of her sister's house in Miami, Florida.

Standing up with a wince, Delta stated at Eddie laying asleep on the bed, snoring. Putting a hand over her mouth, Delta chuckled wetly, tears running down her cheeks. She hadn't seen Ed for a long time and there he was, on the bed, snoring away.

Beginning to feel extremely overwhelmed, Delta realised she had to get out before it got too much, and before Dreich could make an appearance. She could feel him getting closer as her headache got worse. But first…she looked down at what she was wearing…she needed to get out of these stupid fatigues.