The candles really added atmosphere to the bathroom. Danni closed the door gently behind her and slowly stepped towards the large bathtub that sat in the middle of the room. It was full of bubbles, just as she liked it; enough to sink into but not enough that you couldn't breathe. The air was filled with a lovely fragrance that obviously came from the bubble bath. It felt like it should have been so incredibly relaxing.

She pulled her dressing gown closer as she peered over the edge. It didn't look too deep, either. In fact, she'd have to admit that it was a pretty perfect looking bath. She rolled her sleeve up and dipped her hand in, swirling the water around. It was even the perfect temperature.

"Is everything to your liking, my Pet?" The Scottish voice startled her slightly and she spun around. "I do hope I ran it properly."

Danni nodded. "Ye-Yes you did," she replied. "Thank you."

Missy grinned. "Good, that's good," she said. She walked over, brushing Danni's ginger hair over one of her shoulders. "You should get in before the water gets too cold."

She made no move to leave and Danni glanced at the door. It was still closed. "Right now? But…"

Missy waved her concerns away before she could even get them out. "Oh, don't worry about that, dearie. We're all girls here. Nothing I've not seen before." She quickly undid the knot that kept Danni's dressing gown closed before slipping it off her shoulders. Danni was incredibly glad that she was still in her underwear. In fact, she was pretty bloody relieved about it. Missy turned away to hang it on the back of the door. "Now chop chop."

Danni, who was trying not to anger Missy any more than she had no matter how tempting it was, climbed into the water without much delay. She knew the drill well; stall for as long as possible so the Doctor could find her. It would probably take him awhile but he'd get there. And, well, it had only been a few weeks. That was barely a vacation.

Still, she hoped he'd turn up soon.

The bath was actually rather nice to be in. She reclined against the back, letting the water soothe over her. He wasn't going to be happy that Missy had killed her. She wasn't particularly happy that had happened, either. Whatever had happened when the Master had regenerated into Missy had obviously screwed around with her head. But, actually, apart from that Missy hadn't been all too bad. She'd locked her in a bedroom but all that had happened was that Danni had become increasingly bored.

Missy sat on the edge, sleeves rolled up. "Here, let me help," she said, reaching over to grab the bath gel.

"I can do that, thanks," Danni replied quickly, reaching out for it.

Missy hushed her. "Don't be silly, you'll feel much better," she promised, squirting a large dollop of it into her palm. She rubbed her hands together then placed them on Danni's shoulder, proceeding to massage the sweet-smelling gel into her skin. "See? Isn't that nice?"

Danni nodded. "Yes, it is," she said, although she'd never really felt as tense as she did at the moment. It all just seemed incredibly unnecessary. There had to be more to this, right?

Missy moved one her bra straps out of the way. "You know, I've been thinking, my Pet," she started in a thoughtful voice. "You've been rather shy around me."

"You killed me," Danni pointed out. "It doesn't endear you to someone."

"True," Missy agreed openly. "However, I'm not just some person, am I? I save the whole universe for you. We have history."

"Again, that history involves you killing me."

Missy nodded. "Right on the money again, my Pet. However, the Doctor also killed you."

"He didn't kill me. Rassilon killed me. The guy shot me," Danni said slowly, suspiciously. "And I'm not sure what that has to do with anything."

"Well, I was just thinking." Danni winced as Missy pressed particularly hard with her thumb into her shoulder. "You forgave him, didn't you?"

Danni's brows furrowed. "I really don't want to talk about this," she replied firmly. "Quite frankly, I think you're getting away with quite a lot. The Doctor won't be happy when…"

"The Doctor, the Doctor, the Doctor…" Missy mocked, stilling her hands and gripping onto Danni's shoulders tightly. "Honestly, you never shut up about him. I bet you wouldn't get into the bath in your underwear with him around…"

"No, but…"

"And you wouldn't be so defiant with him," Missy continued. "It's getting tiring, my Pet. I've tried to make you feel at home, haven't I? It's not like I've been cruel…"

Danni, who hadn't been comfortable with anything that was happening, decided that enough was enough. She knew that she just had to sit back and wait for the Doctor to come for her, that it was best if she kept her head down considering that Missy had already proven herself capable of killing her.

"Not been cruel?" she retorted anyway. "You killed me and have me locked up in a room. I don't know where I am, or where my husband is, or even when I am!"

"I know, my Pet," Missy replied as if she was listing off everything she already knew. The heaviness in her voice just pissed Danni off further. "And yet you're still resisting me. I guess I'm just not showing you just how much I care."

Danni opened her mouth to retort. Missy's hands tightened their grip on her shoulders. And then, she pressed downwards.

The strength surprised Danni, who didn't know what to so as she was submerged under the water. Immediately the water filled her mouth and she tried to spit it out, only for more to pour in. The perfume of the bubbles burnt on her tongue and it was all she could taste. She tried to fight back but Missy was putting her full weight on her and she could only thrash about.

The panic rose, her body screamed for a breath she knew she couldn't take. She felt a weight crush down on the rest of her as Missy climbed into the bath with her. She held her down, keeping her under the water. Her hearts raced painfully, demanding oxygen, demanding that she fought back. But, with every beat, she lost more. She was going to drown. She was going to die. Missy was going to drown her…

~0~0~0~

Danni's eyes snapped open. She didn't sit up, she didn't pant or gasp for breath despite how convinced she was that, for just a second, she was submerged underwater. In fact, she couldn't move at all. She was just too scared to.

Missy even haunted her dreams. No matter how hard she tried she couldn't escape it. She dreamt about the other Time Lady all the time. She would sneak into her thoughts when Danni least expected it, and yet her appearance was never surprising.

It took a few steady breaths but Danni finally found it within her to slowly start to move. It started with her arm, but then she very quickly was standing up. The fear was slowly trickling down into the background. She was going to be alright. Missy hadn't won. She was safe.

She walked over to the wall never the less, running her hand across it to try and find a door handle. A door handle meant that she was in Paradise, and Missy had shown her that it could be anywhere. However, in Danni's past experience, it was always on a wall. She did a wide sweep, checking everywhere she could as she slowly walked around the room. She left the wardrobes and the bathroom alone, though. She knew Missy wasn't there. Theta had proven that to her, but sometimes… sometimes it just reassured her to just check.

She really didn't want to go back to sleep, either. She could do without two visits from Missy in one night, so she grabbed her robe and headed into the hallway. A nice walk to clear her head would help. After all, she had a lot to talk about in the morning.

Jack had acted just as she had expected him to. He'd told her that he expected a full breakdown, but then had demanded food and a night in. He was giving her time to prepare herself, for which she was incredibly grateful. Perhaps she could get Theta to take them out first thing in the morning and she could delay the inevitable a little bit longer.

As if Jack would allow her to run away like that.

She paused, hand pressed against the wall as the first sounds of music reached her eyes. She wasn't used to hearing music play in the TARDIS that she didn't initiate herself. The Doctor had never been into music, and Jack was probably asleep, so she was rather nervous as she followed the sound of the guitar.

It led her straight to the console room, where she saw the Doctor sat on the stairs, sunglasses on, guitar in hand. He hadn't noticed her appear, he was too busy playing the guitar. She was so surprised that all she could do was watch.

"Earth angel, Earth angel, please be mine…"

He was even singing softly along with the music. He had changed so much since she'd been taken. Even his clothes had taken on a much more relaxed tone. She really liked the checked trousers he'd chosen, and she was sure she'd seen a Rolling Stones t-shirt in the wardrobe that the TARDIS that definitely wasn't for her. She really only worn tank tops these days when she was going for a casual look.

But she couldn't believe that, after all these centuries, she was still learning stuff about him. She felt like she could listen to him play for hours, and she'd only heard him play for a few moments. She leant against the doorway, just watching him.

"And I hope, and I pray, that someday, that I'll be the vision of your happiness," he continued, barely audible over the notes. He looked so calm. She wondered how much she'd missed.

At the closing notes he looked up and caught her gaze. She was smiling softly, her look turning to one of amusement as they locked eyes.

"You were in bed a moment ago," he pointed out. She nodded, pushing off the doorway before heading towards him.

"How come I didn't know you could play the guitar?" she asked in reply. "You've kept that to yourself."

He placed the guitar down carefully next to the stairs before standing up. "I forgot I could," he admitted. "Or, rather, I knew I could, I just forgot I enjoyed it."

They met in the middle and he immediately could tell a difference in her. It was pleasantly surprising, but she looked a lot more comfortable around him than she had done since she had returned. And it wasn't as if she was particularly comfortable around anyone but him as it was.

"I'm disappointed," she chided cheekily. "You know I like a smart musician. You remember Professor Cox…"

"He's not a musician," he interrupted. "He's just a child playing on a keyboard." She was smirking slightly as he grumbled. He still didn't understand why she had liked him so much. It wasn't like he actually got anything right. The science of 21st century Earth was way off in a lot of things.

"It does beg the question, though, as to why you didn't play the guitar on Trenzalore," she continued, placing a hand on his arm and taking a step closer.

He knew that look in her eyes well. It wasn't one he expected to see for a while, let alone in the middle of the night when she'd been in bed. "So we could dance," he replied, dipping his head slightly lower. She didn't seem frightened by his close proximity. It looked like he needed to play the guitar more often.

She nodded. "That's a good reason," she agreed. "It was a good night, wasn't it? Lots of dancing."

"Danielle…" the Doctor started slowly.

She wasn't entirely sure what it was, but something about seeing him playing the guitar had reminded her of one of the many reasons she'd missed him. She'd missed his comfort, and his humour, and his cleverness. She'd missed just spending time with someone who had only wanted her time in return. But, on the stairs playing the guitar, he had looked so incredibly hot.

"It's late," she declared, taking a step back. Her hand ran down his arm to catch his hand in hers. "Are you coming to bed?"

He knew that she had woken up for a reason. It could have been a bad dream. It was more likely to have been a bad memory. But he had always been a self-proclaimed coward, and so very weak when it had come to her.

"I guess I could take a break," he purred, following her as she started to walk backwards. Her smirk grew and he knew he'd made the right choice. "Wouldn't want you dancing on your own, my Pet."

~0~0~0~

There was a time in her life when the screaming would upset her. Danni never had liked to see people in trouble so the scene around her would have definitely made her increasingly anxious to fix it. The flames, the people running around and away from the giant building, the terror, they would have all wanted her to help every single person that ran away.

However, as she stood there, it was all just so annoying. That was all she could do to not tut at them. None of them were in immediate danger. They were all safe, and if not they were almost at a safe distance. Their homes weren't in danger, it was just a few buildings. It really wasn't a big deal.

She held her gun tightly in her hand anyway, though, as she watched the crowd run away. She was in a building above them looking down. This was going to happen anyway. She'd read about it. She'd studied the planet closely. In just under three weeks this city, the capital of the nation, was going to be decimated. She was just speeding it up. That was all she was doing. Starting with the city hall across the street from her. The biggest, most public, most beautiful building in the city.

She raised her hand, tightening her grip around the detonator. It wasn't like it bothered her, anyway. She didn't know these people, she didn't know their families or their lives. She just wanted to make some noise. Starting a war three weeks early was definitely going to do that.

He had to notice this time.

She couldn't wait any longer. She just hoped everyone was free.

She pressed the detonator and, across the way, the city hall crumbled downwards. People screams, sirens blared, but she waited. She watched, her eyes searching for the bluest of blues in the universe. She just wanted to make some noise. The Doctor had to come this time.

There was screaming coming from the building.

~0~0~0~

"If I didn't know any better, I'd say you were hiding from me."

Jack had found Danni in the kitchen, after checking in there multiple times since he'd woken. He had checked a couple of places before deciding she must have been asleep still, but he hadn't been stupid enough to go looking for her bedroom. He knew much better than that.

Danni was making some breakfast and glanced over her shoulder at him just as the toast popped out of the toaster. "I wasn't hiding," she replied honestly. "Hungry?"

He was, so she took the toast out and put another couple of slices in for her father. She really hadn't been hiding from him. She'd not had the chance to, she hadn't been up long and she was really trying to not just get up and hastily start her day. She was so used to getting up and running from wherever she had slept and it was a habit she wanted to get out of.

She placed his toast in front of him before sitting in the chair across the table. He thanked her. "Where's the Doctor?" he asked curiously before taking a bite. She'd buttered it just perfectly for him.

"I'm not sure, actually," she replied as she smothered her own slice in peanut butter. "I think he's hidden himself away in the TARDIS so we can talk in private." She tried not to roll her eyes. "I think he believes I need to talk about my feelings, or something."

"And you won't talk to him about them?" Jack asked, a little sceptical. "Isn't that what you two are all about? All that sappy nonsense."

"There's nothing to talk about," Danni retorted. "Why would I go on and on about something I really don't want to think about? It's not going to change anything, is it?"

She took a rather aggressive bite out of her toast and Jack raised an eyebrow at her. "You seem rather angry for someone who doesn't want to talk about it," he pointed out.

She swallowed her angry bite. "I know you're looking for this big explanation, Jack, but what do you want me to say? I was kidnapped, abused, manipulated and then I escaped. Apart from the gritty details of each of my crappy, crappy days, I don't have anything else to say."

"So you escaped?" Jack pressed. "You said the Doctor rescued you."

"No, you said he rescued me," she corrected. "Everyone thinks I need saving. And, yes, I had a little trouble distinguishing reality and dreams when I first got here but I've got the hang of it now."

"And that's why you tried to club the Doctor over your head with your gun," Jack said. She rolled her eyes, slouching into her chair like she was an exasperated teenager. "The gun that you're not even supposed to have because Danni always agreed with the Doctor's hatred of the things."

"Who said I like them now?" she countered. "I need one, there's a difference. Until the universe is rid of that monster then I am never going to be safe!"

Jack could see how agitated she was becoming. He hated that he could tell that she was trying to bottle it up. She pressed her lips together the moment the words had left her mouth because she didn't want more to fall out.

"You are safe, now," Jack told her gently. "Me and the Doctor are never going to let that happen to you again."

Danni let out a harsh bark of a laugh. "You don't think Missy has already planned for that?" she retorted. "She's always coming for me. And, unlike the Doctor, she is going to succeed."

"You escaped. You survived her. Even if she could get to you…"

"I won't survive her again," Danni interrupted, knowing exactly what he was going to say. Jack had always wanted her to be prepared but she did understand how jarring it was that she'd suddenly changed her mind on how to defend herself. The Doctor, no matter how understanding he was trying to be, wouldn't be happy until she let the gun go. She wasn't going to let it go until Missy wasn't a threat anymore. "You don't understand what she is capable of, Jack."

"I think I do," he replied. "I've been there, first hand, remember? We can all appreciate what the Master can do."

Danni quickly shook her head. "The Master wasn't like this," she insisted. "Something happened when he regenerated. The Master would never have done what Missy did to me. I have lived through both, Jack. He wasn't like that."

"Danni, he was evil!" Jack exclaimed. "You know he was."

"The Master was sick," she countered. "Missy is evil. She is something new. You cannot underestimate her! She will come back for me but this time I am going to be prepared. The gun is me being prepared."

Jack sat back in his chair, watching her as she stared back defiantly. She seemed more upset that he was comparing Missy to the Master than she was that Missy might come back for her. She had always been one of the few people in the universe that could see the Doctor's bodies as different people but also keep them as the same man. She treated them all as separate and yet the same man in a unique way that even Jack struggled to emulate. Each of her relationships with each regeneration was treated as its own entity and yet, ultimately, she was in love with the Doctor and that was every single one of them.

So, it wasn't a surprise that she'd separated the Master as Jack knew him and Missy, this new regeneration who had actually gone a lot farther than even the previous. The surprising part was that she didn't seem to be able to see the fact that they were the same person.

He took a deep breath. "Alright," he started. He leant forward. "Let's get prepared, then."

Danni's brows furrowed. "What?"

"You're right," he told her. "I don't know much about Missy. I've learnt a lot but you're the one who's had to deal with her the most. I know when I'm out of my depth. You say she's coming back for you; I believe you. Let's get prepared."

Danni seemed surprised. "You believe me?" she asked.

"You don't believe that I do?" he asked in return.

No, she didn't. The Doctor was always insisting that Missy wouldn't get near her again so, when Jack had started down that same path, she thought that she was going to meet the same wall of resistance. It actually made her feel slightly better, slightly safer, to know that someone believed her when she said she wasn't safe.

"What should we do first?" she asked. "I mean, if she comes for me I think I can fight her off the best I can. I'm not great at hand to hand combat, but that's not normally her style."

Jack felt terrible about using her fear, but as Danni only seemed to be willing to talk about what happened when she was being confronted by the fear of it happening again, he didn't know what else to do.

"Well, let's start with locations," he replied. "Identify key risk zones. Where did she keep you?"

"I don't know," Danni replied. "I never found out. She took me so many places but I was never allowed to see where I was being kept. When I escaped I didn't have time to stick around and find out, either. It could have been anywhere."

"Alright. That's fine. What about time zones? Do you know what period of history you were in?"

Again, she had no answer for him. "I only know that I landed in the 76th century on Bulmaria," she explained. "I didn't have time to go back. I had to ditch the manipulator and run."

"How did you get away?" Jack asked. She shifted in her seat slightly.

"I just stole her vortex manipulator and ran," she dismissed. "I can't hide from her because I don't know what or where I'm hiding from. My only chance is to be ready when she comes. I'm a pretty mean shot, now. I just need people around me to be aware that Missy could be anywhere and it feels like…" She glanced at the door. "No one really believes me," she continued softly. "It's always there, in my head, I'm always looking but no one else is."

For a moment she looked so hurt because no one was taking her seriously, then it was gone and she was neutral yet again. Jack had the feeling that it wasn't because the Doctor was ignoring her fears but, rather, he either didn't know the extent or he was just trying to make her feel like she didn't have to watch her back at every turn.

"If you won't tell anyone what happened, no one is going to believe how important it is," the Captain told her gently. "The Doctor will listen to you, and I will too. You don't have to worry about that."

"I'm not worried about that," she replied. "I'm—" She pressed her lips together again. She knew exactly what Jack was doing, trying to coax it out of her. She knew that he wasn't going to leave her alone like the Doctor would. When she'd been alone, trapped in the room with Missy somewhere on the outside, she'd realised just how good the group of people she had in her life were for her. The Doctor would help her. He would give her space, let her come to him in her own time and when she did he would offer her every piece of help he could. Clara would take charge, deciding she knew what was best but she'd never pressure Danni into anything she didn't want to do. River would work on distracting her. She would roll her eyes, tell her to get over it and then they'd go somewhere exciting together. Jack, on the other hand, wouldn't let her hide away. When she was running too far away from her problems Jack would be right there, demanding to know what happened.

She knew it was what she needed, she just wasn't sure where to start. Telling anyone felt like such a bad idea. But he was never going to let her hide forever. "I'm worried about who might hear," she explained, unable to meet his eye. "She has heard me before, she will hear me again. I can't let her know what I'm thinking."

"But you know she's not here," Jack replied calmly.

"I always knew she wasn't there," Danni said. "And then she would be. It doesn't matter how far away from her I think I am, she will always hear me. I can't let her. She will use it against me."

"She did that?"

"Of course she did," she replied. "The moment she found a bit of weakness she played on it." She pointed the toast she still held in her hand at him. "Once I told the Doctor that I was scared that she would be hiding in the bed when I woke up in the morning. She kept me strapped to the bed for three days. And she was there the entire time. She fed me these pills that would…" She trailed off to shift uncomfortably. "Well, she didn't want the mess…" she mumbled.

His eyes narrowed, the horror at the idea of her being strapped to a bed overridden by the anger from the same idea. A million ideas of what could have happened to her ran through his head. What had Missy had done to his daughter…

Danni frowned, sitting up a little straighter. "You really don't know, do you?" she asked him, a little surprised.

"Know what?" he asked in reply.

"What Missy is like," she explained. "I just… I thought…"

For some reason that thought stunned her. She had just assumed that, during their search for her, that they would have seen what Missy had done to her. Maybe Missy hadn't just been cleaning up to stop leaving a trail, maybe it was to make it seem like she wasn't a threat at all.

"What did you think she was doing to me?" she asked quietly, almost as if she was afraid of the answer. The truth was that she was afraid that she would have to correct him because it wasn't bad enough.

"I didn't think about it," Jack replied. "Well, I really tried not to think about it. I just knew I had to find you." He sighed. "Then your husband disappeared and there was a point where I thought I'd never see you again. In a sense, I guess I never did." He looked over her new body, which was not the one he thought he was going to find if he ever saw her again. "Nice to know you were thinking of me, Danni-Girl."

She shrugged. "I was always thinking of you," she replied. "All of you. For some reason you came on top. I wouldn't take it too much of a compliment, Harkness."

He held his arms out wide. "I call them like I see them," he replied smugly. "You don't look like River, do you?"

She pointed at him. "Don't you go throwing that in her face," she warned him. "Because you know the moment I regenerate into someone who looks like her she will be at your door ready to rub it in yours."

His face dropped slightly. "Damn it, you're right," he grumbled and she laughed. She really did feel more at ease when Jack was around. She always had done. She guessed it was just the feeling she got when the people she loved were around her. The Doctor always quelled any fears she had, but the more people she trusted were around her, the better she felt.

She swallowed and took another glance at the door. Jack watched, seeing her mood change. "What is it?" he asked her.

"I—" she started before shaking her head. "Alright, I'm going to tell you something. But, you can't tell the Doctor. I mean—I mean I will, at some point. I'm just…" As she trailed off her hands clenched. "I'm still so angry, Jack. I don't want to tell him while I'm this angry."

He nodded. "Of course," he promised.

She nodded, taking a deep breath. She glanced at the door again, then she shifted again. "I don't remember being taken," she started quietly. "I just woke up on a bed and I—I was terrified because I was chained to the bed. Nothing ever good comes from being chained without your knowledge and against your will to a bed, does it? I thought that I was going to be sold or something, you know? A makeshift Time Lord probably has a high price. I almost got bought once before and that was before I even knew who I was."

"When was that?" Jack asked, curious despite himself.

"When I was ginger," she dismissed and he didn't ask anymore. "I didn't know who Missy was to begin with, but when I realised then I went from terrified to just flat-out petrified. She didn't like how I looked like her previous body and I begged her not to kill me. But she did. And I regenerated because, well, that's kinda what we do, isn't it? I'm part Time Lord and we regenerate."

She worried her hand. "She loved my new body," she continued, now unable to even look at Jack. "The things she did to me because of it… I think I must have reminded her of my first body. But she loved it. She liked to…" She reached up, running her hand through her hair. "She loved to touch my hair. She really liked it."

"Danni…" Jack started, reaching out for her. She went back to worrying her hands instead of taking his.

"Don't," she said and he pulled back. "I started trying to escape because I had been there so long it felt like I could just sit around anymore. I finally got hold of one of her manipulators but it was the wrong one. One was slaved to the other and she grabbed me before I could even get the Doctor to see me. She took me back and she was really angry. She liked the body, you see, but I was just a bit too feisty. She kept going on about how passionate I could be, but it annoyed her when it was directed towards her. Even though she didn't like it when I didn't fight either."

She stopped talking and Jack knew that it was definitely not the end of the story. There was more that she wanted to say. "What did she do?" he asked gently.

"She—she made regenerate again," she whispered. "She killed me twice."

Her voice suggested that she was ashamed of even saying it loud, which just compounded every negative feeling her few words brought up. He was so incredibly angry he mimicked her and clenched his hands, his jaw locking. He was horrified because that was his daughter and he knew what it was like to be tortured for the pleasure of others. He knew the guilt that Danni was holding because it was one that, no matter how many times he'd been told it wasn't his fault, it was one that took a long time to even think of getting rid of. A guilt at being caught, of being weak, of not winning sooner. She didn't deserve to feel that but it was very obvious that she did.

He stood up and walked around, crouching down to pull her into a hug. This time she didn't tense, or pull away. "She took a whole lifetime from me," she continued. "A whole body that ended up being purely hers. No one else saw it, and it is the worst thing she could have done to me."

"I'm sorry, Danni," he replied because what else could he say? His anger wasn't going to help her. Well, it would in the future, but now she didn't need him to get angry.

He could feel an explosion coming very soon, though. Not yet, but soon.

"How do I tell him, dad?" she whispered and his heart broke all over again. "A whole Danni and he has no idea. How do I tell him that?"

"He'll understand," Jack promised. "You don't have to be afraid of that."

Danni pulled away. "I know he will," she replied. "That's the problem. If I tell him he'll just try and reassure me. She took a life from me! Any reassurance is just gonna make that real. I don't…" She was on the verge of tears. She took a moment, breathing deep, pushing everything down until the lump felt like it wasn't going to suffocate her anymore.

"You're not ready to face that yet," Jack finished. "I get that. There's a few things I've drown away in an attempt to not face them. Let me tell you something; it doesn't work."

She groaned. "Jack, don't give me the whole 'face your feelings' speech," she moaned.

"It's good speech," he defended. "And it's true, you know it is." She turned her head away from him. "You will get past this, Danni. Let people help you."

He stood up, giving her arm a rub. "I'm going to want more details," he warned her. "And I'm rather angry, so I'm going to go for a walk. But, for now, I'll drop it too." He picked up his plate. "More toast?"

She shook her head. "No, I think I'm going to find the Doctor," she replied, also standing up.

"To tell him?" Jack asked.

"To see what he's up to," Danni said. "He's been hiding a while. I worry when he spends too much time on his own. That's how the books start flying in the library."

He opened his mouth to ask more questions, then decided it wasn't worth it. Instead he asked a question that really was. "What was she like?" he asked. Danni frowned. "The Danni we didn't meet?"

Danni smiled sadly. "Ginger and Scottish," she replied before heading to the door. "That's why you shouldn't be flattered; I went Amy first."

~0~0~0~

Hey everybody! I don't have much to say except that Wiped Out has been updated. Go check it out!

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Michael Thomas1 - Hi! I've seen you reviewing and I have to say it's been an absolutely amazing experience for me! Thanks for sticking through my terrible writing until my not-so-terrible writing. If you want more there's a bunch of side stories, like Wiped Out, as well as the Outtakes that you might want to check out. Bare in mind the Outtakes stretch from the first ever story, but it has some extra content that might help answer some questions you have had over the time :)

serenitysaiyan - Thanks sweetie! I hope you think I did a good job with Jack. We will see the Ponds, but I've got a bit with Clara that I want to get to first. We definitely are going back, though. Can't stay away from the Ponds for too long x

Jojo - Thanks sweetie!

Quinnmarie - Thanks sweetie! We will get to the Ponds, I promise!

AGBreads - Thanks sweetie!

bored411 - Thanks sweetie, hope you liked the chapter :)

Authora97 - That's my goal. Danni had something horrible happen to her, it's just not going to go away. I'm glad I'm doing it even a little bit of justice :)