Hey! I haven't died or anything. I've actually been working on the next six installments to my book series. I now have three more left to go, with the total count being 7 books. I am sorry for the delay. As for this story, I have the next five set up, and will try to write them throughout the week, an episode a day. I think it takes three tops for me to write it up and re-watch the episode. So after this, look for a chapter by Wednesday. If I get a few reviews before then, I'll do my best to update by Tuesday. But Weds the latest. I really hope you like this chapter.

When Klary woke, she quickly left her bed and began to get ready for the day. She hoped she wasn't with Twelve still- she didn't want to deal with the aftermath of her words. She was angry and had way too many emotions running through her. Klary had said too much, and in the end had caused bigger problems. With a sigh, she checked her hand and found that while it was still an angry red and missing a layer, it was healing quite nicely. She let it breath for a while before she reapplied the bandage. While she wanted it to get more air, an open wound could lead to infection, especially since they were her hands. No need to cause even more problems for the Time Lord.

Once decent, Klary left her room and started her search for the kitchen. She hadn't eaten since before she showed up in this universe and she was starving. It took her a while, but when she finally found the room, she set to making herself something to eat. As she finished cooking, she was joined by Clara. The curly haired brunette jumped in surprise when she saw the companion but, remained silent. She hoped Clara would take a hint, but she was never lucky.

"Morning. You all right?" Klary nodded. "Good. Know why the Doctor's all upset?"

"He's upset? Um… not a clue." Klary quickly ate her food after that and excused herself. With a quick ask, the Tardis directed her to the library. She knew she shouldn't have been, but she was shocked to see just how large the room actually was. The show did it no justice. Books were everywhere, as well as near overflowing shelves that went up three stories. There was a large overstuffed sofa that sat in front of a lovely fireplace and two end tables off to the side. Klary was in love. It didn't take her long to find something to read. Minutes passed before Klary felt the tell-tale headache that meant she was leaving. She gently set the book down and let things take its course. In all honesty, she was happy to be away from Twelve.

Upon landing, Klary realised that she was in Ten's ship. The brunette smiled widely at the prospect of seeing Ten. He was her Doctor after all, her first- he'd always have a special place in her heart. As she moved to the door, she heard him speaking. By the voice with him, it was still during Rose's time. From his words, he had just regenerated.

"New New York."

"Oh, come on."

Klary stepped out. "He isn't lying. Although it's a bit more news than that." She laughed when the man jumped up and pulled her into his arms, planting a kiss on her forehead. Klary returned his hug and stepped back. "Finish explaining, Doc."

"Don't call me 'Doc'. It's Doctor," he complained. Klary rolled her eyes and motioned for him to finish speaking to the blonde companion who was glaring daggers at her. "Right. Strictly speaking, like Klary said, it's the fifteenth New York since the original, so that makes it New New New New New New New New New New New New New New New York." Klary laughed, leaning over and holding onto her stomach. "What?"

Rose smiled widely at him. "You're so different."

"New New Doctor." With that he pulled Klary over and placed her on his coat next to Rose before he sat down. He missed the look Rose gave the brunette but she didn't. Instead, Klary scooted a bit closer to the Doctor, wanting to put space between her and the blonde. She still had no idea as to why she had a problem with her. She hoped she'd figure it out soon.

"Can we go and visit New New York, so good they named it twice?" The three stood and Klary helped the Doctor as he struggled to get his arm in a coat sleeve.

"Well, I thought we might go there first," the Doctor replied as he pointed to a pair of curved skyscrapers that stood apart from the city on the opposite side of the river. Klary smirked but it soon dropped when she remembered what would happen. At least she'd get to see Jack again. She was wondering when she would actually meet him while he had a body. Still she wasn't in too much of a rush. Just being around him would be great. She was hoping she'd get a chance to talk to him a little more. Cassandra, on the other hand, wasn't someone she was looking forward to seeing so soon.

"Why, what is it?"

"Some sort of hospital. Green moon on the side. That's the universal symbol for hospitals. I got this. A message on psychic paper." He pulled it out and showed them. Klary didn't look as she knew what it said and who sent in. Instead she jumped up and stretched, garnering the attention of both her companions. She shrugged at their questioning expressions and waited for them to stand. "Someone wants to see me."

"Hmm. And I thought we were just sight-seeing. Come on, then. Let's go buy some grapes."

It didn't take too long for the trio to make it to the hospital. They weren't rushing, but the walk wasn't too long either. The Doctor managed to keep Rose's attention on him, something that Klary was quite happy about. As they entered the building, Rose laughed at the Doctor's dislike of hospitals. Klary chuckled along but remained silent. She also hated hospitals, having had one too many experiences that landed her in a room.

"No shop. I like a little shop." Klary rolled her eyes as the man grabbed her hand and gave her a cheeky smile.

"I thought this far in the future, they'd have cured everything."

"Everything evolves," Klary responded although the blonde didn't acknowledge her words. Instead she went off and commented about the staff being cats. The brunette wasn't put off by it… too much. She did however want to get to the bottom of the tension.

As they came to a stop, Rose watched as a nun walked by, eyes wide in shock. She said something about them and the Doctor gently admonished her. "Now don't stare. Think what you look like to them. All pink and yellow." He continued on for a moment before he pointed to a near empty area. "That's were I'd put the shop. Right there" He glanced at Klary as if to get her opinion and the young woman shrugged. She then let him pull her along to the lift. "Ward 26, thanks."

"What about Rose?" Klary asked as she heard the blonde call out to them.

"Oh, too late. We're going up." He then told his companion. He told her where to go and tried to warn her about the disinfectant. It took a moment before he gave up, realising she'd find out for herself anyways.

As the lift went up, the speaker went on and the spray came down. Klary yelped while the Doctor laughed and began to do go through the motions before he went to mess with Klary's hair when the air came on. She scowled and slapped his hand away before she threw her now frizzy coils into a bun. He should have known not to mess with her hair, if he'd known her for as long as he says he had. Upon exiting the pair were met with a nun who called herself Sister Jatt. Klary watched her, remembering exactly what they were doing to the poor people down below. The brunette found herself glaring at her while the cat's attention was on the Doctor. She didn't like her at all.

Klary tuned back into her surroundings when they approached Jack. She still hadn't actually met him with a physical form, but she wasn't going to snuff an opportunity to speak to the man again. He had hinted that they were to be great friends in her future. She, the Doctor, and Novice Hame waited for him to wake, with the Doctor asking Hame to check Klary's hands. She didn't realise that he had noticed the wraps, but in a way, was glad that he had. Hame did as asked, putting a cool sticky substance on her healing hands which healed them completely. When the cat went to check Jack's tank, the Doctor cursed his future self for not doing so, but Klary quickly told him that there hadn't been much time. It was a half lie- after her first interaction with Twelve, she didn't feel as if she should ask him. She didn't want to be a bother and it didn't help that the rest of the adventure went a bit horribly in her eyes. Klary refused to be a burden.

It wasn't long before Klary wandered off a bit. She wasn't particularly interested in medicine, but she found the futuristic hospital interesting, even if she knew how they were curing their patients. When she returned, she had two cups of water in hand, giving one to Hame. The nurse thanked her but Klary quickly waved it off, saying she wanted to be useful and that she wasn't the one working. Hame went off to list her duties but initially said that she was more company than anything else.

"The rest of Boe-kind became extinct long ago. He's the only one left. Legend says that the Face of Boe has watched the universe grow old. There's all sorts of superstitions around him. One story says that just before his death, the Face of Boe will impart his great secret, that he will speak those words only to ones like himself," Hame responded when the Doctor asked if he'd had any other visitors and what the she meant by her words.

"It's just a story."

"We'd really love to hear it," Klary interjected. Although she knew, she still wanted to hear it. From what she could tell, things had already changed, as the Doctor was using pet names, even kissing her. She knew he wasn't very handsy in the episodes, well, minus his eleventh self, so for him to do that was in every other regeneration was odd. Even Hame had said 'ones' not 'one'. If it were anything, there were probably a lot more changes to come in her future.

"It's said he'll talk to two wanderers. To the couple without a home. The lonely God and his ray of light." Klary unfortunately knew exactly what she meant. But ray of light? She wondered how that happened. After a moment, Klary decided to let it go. It was no use worrying about it when she could ask Jack when he woke.

Ten minutes had passed before the Doctor began to wonder where Rose was. Klary caught the glance he shot her, but she remained silent. Of course, she knew what had happened to the blonde and she felt bad that she had to go through that, but Klary didn't think it would be wise to take her place. With her knowledge, things could only get worse, especially since she didn't know if she could actually keep it from the annoying flap of skin. So instead she busied herself with looking around the room, her eyes landing on the man she was with as he spoke to his companion.

When he finished up, he grabbed Klary's hand and led her over to where the Duke of Manhattan laid. The man was no longer stone, but a blue, jovial figure. As they approached, he greeted them, calling the Doctor his good luck charm. The woman with him, someone whose name Klary forgot but knew she didn't like, began to throw out that legal jargon that Klary could care less about. A waiter came by offering champagne, which Klary happily took. The Doctor raised an eyebrow but said nothing, which she was glad for. She probably shouldn't have the drink, but she needed something to calm her nerves. Klary couldn't help but think that the Doctor would blame her for what happened to his blonde companion.

It wasn't much longer that the Doctor threw on his 'brainy specs' and began to make his way around the cubicles. As he looked in one that had a red person floating in mid-air, Rose arrived. The glare the blonde threw at Klary was enough for her to take a step back, although it was so minute that no one else noticed. Excited, the Doctor began to list everything off, going about the illnesses and how they've cured it. It wasn't until Rose spoke that he began to question her. As he replied to what the companion had said, Rose grabbed a hold of his face and kissed him long and hard. Klary could do nothing but watch, and when the two pulled away, the Doctor immediately turned to her and began to babble out an apology.

"It's fine," Klary muttered. "We should follow her."

As she walked away, the Doctor grabbed her hand and pulled her to him, arms encircling her waist. He repeated his apology before he kissed her. It was nothing that she'd expected, and when he pulled away, Klary stared at him in a daze. She had not been expecting that at all. But he seemed quite proud of himself, going so far as to say he still had it as he led her after the blonde.

The two found Rose at a computer terminal by the lift, where the Doctor began to look for anything that could be wrong with the place. When he couldn't find anything, he sighed and went on about there not being a shop. Klary stood off to the side and watched it all unfold. She knew Cassandra would give herself away at any moment, so Klary was really just along for the ride, like she usually was.

"No, it's missing something else. When I was downstairs, those Nurse Cat Nuns were talking about Intensive Care. Where is it?" The Doctor congratulated her but the blonde continued on. "Why would they hide a whole department? It's got to be there somewhere. Search the sub-frame." Gotcha.

"What if the sub-frame's locked?"

"Try the installation protocol." Klary smirked at the Doctor's now very suspicious expression. There was no way Rose would know something like that. While the girl wasn't dumb, she wasn't the brightest bulb and she was from 2005. This was futuristic tech, no way of her knowing anything of the sort. The Doctor used his sonic on the interface and not long after the wall slid down to reveal a corridor.

"Intensive Care. Certainly intensive." Klary rolled her eyes at him as they followed Rose in. The Doctor kept looking between her and Rose, almost as if asking the brunette to say something. When he realised his looks would get him nowhere, he slowed until they were next to each other. "Hint?"

Klary thought for a moment, trying to think of something she could say. She didn't think he would snap at her like Twelve did, but she didn't want to take any risks. She was curious as to how little she could say that would help him figure things out so she said the second thing that came to mind. "Touch." He then asked about Rose. There were plenty things she could say about what had happened to the blonde, but the one thing that Cassandra was known for was her greed. "Money." He seemed more confused by that but nodded along and continued down the stairs. Klary really hoped she hadn't given anything away but by the Time Lord's confused expression, she didn't, much to her content.

When they reached ICU, they entered a chamber with walls lined with cells that gave off a green light. The Doctor went to the closest one and opened it, showing the women the incredibly sickly man inside who was covered in flaming red boils. Klary cringed, her eyes going wide at the state of him and what she knew were all the others. It wasn't like she had a television to buffer it, to say it was just a show. They were right in front of her, and it made the brunette sick to her stomach to see it up close. They didn't deserve it, no one did.

"That's disgusting. What's wrong with him?" Instead of answering the blonde, the Doctor apologised and closed the door, moving onto the next. That one contained a young woman in a very similar state although she had near pussing sores littered on her skin. "What disease it that?"

"All of them. Every single disease in the galaxy. They've been infected with everything." He then whirled around to face Klary, the brunette startling at the anger in his eyes. "You knew! Why didn't you tell me?"

Klary stammered, trying to come up with something to say, but she could find nothing. In the end, she didn't really have a chance as Rose spoke. "What about us? Are we safe?"

"The air's sterile. Just don't touch them." He closed the door and shut his eyes as if to steel himself. Cassandra asked something else and he was quick to respond, his words clipped with each answer he gave. "They were born sick. They're meant to be sick. They exist to be sick. Lab rat. No wonder the Sisters have got a cure for everything. They've built the ultimate research laboratory. A human farm!"

Klary stood off to the side as more words were exchanged. She had seen the anger in his eyes and wanted to do everything she could to keep out of his sights. She was all too used to people taking their anger out on her, and for the most part she deserved it. It just seemed to hurt more that it was the Doctor who was angry with her. She ignored them all as Hame arrived and began to speak with the Doctor. Klary remained rooted to her spot, not noticing the look the nurse gave her. If she were being honest, Klary wished she were upstairs with Jack. Anything would be better than being where she was.

It wasn't long before Cassandra revealed herself and sprayed the Doctor with the perfume. Cassandra didn't seem to think Klary was a threat as she shoved past her and pulled on a power cable which set off the alarms. Klary watched her for a moment, unsure of what to do. She watched as Hame ran off, and Jatt showed up not too long after. Klary wanted to do something, but there was nothing she felt she could do. She really was useless. As Cassandra tried to negotiate with Jatt, a conversation that was going nowhere, Klary moved to the Doctor's cell and tried to open the door. Casandra had called for Chip and the next thing they all knew was the carriers on their level were released.

"What've you done?"

"Gave the system a shot of adrenaline. Just to wake them up. See ya!" Cassandra then took off and the Doctor and Klary took of after her. As they tried to get out of the chamber, all the cell doors opened and all the sick were free to exit, something they did. Cassandra saw what happened and gasped, eyes wide and stock still as she saw what her stupid plan led to.

"What the hell have you done?" Cassandra denied doing anything. As much as she didn't see it, the whole situation was her fault. Not that Klary voiced her opinion. She was quite content to stay out of the line of fire, keep their attention away from her. "One touch and you get every disease in the world. And I want that body safe, Cassandra. We've got to go down." Cassandra went to complain but the Doctor snapped at her.

The three made it to the basement where Cassandra went to call the lift. The Doctor quickly stated the obvious and she then led them to towards her lair. As they rushed pass a door, it opened and Chip ended up separated from them. Cassandra was quick to leave him but Klary and the Doctor stopped, although the brunette was almost in his situation. She was never much of a runner and she was beginning to get a stitch in her side causing her to lag behind a bit. Surprisingly, as they took off again, the Doctor grabbed hold of her hand and pulled her along, forcing her to keep up with him.

Cassandra went to the back door but quickly slammed it shut when she say the mob that stood there. "We're trapped! What am I going to do?"

"Well, for starters, you're going to leave that body. That psycho-graft is banned on every civilised planet. You're compressing Rose to death."

"But I've got nowhere to go. My original skin's dead."

"Not my problem. You can float as atoms in the air. Now, get out." He raised his sonic threateningly and Klary instantly thought of the anniversary episode. While she knew nothing would happen, Cassandra didn't. "Give her back to me."

Klary found that his words stung a bit more than she thought they would. She was never a first choice, but to hear it from a man she spent years following, semi idolising, it hurt. Not wanting him to go through the whole process, Klary jumped in front of him as Cassandra moved from Rose to him. Everything was black until she found herself on the ladder. She almost fell off in shock, but she quickly regained her hold. Klary looked around confused before she saw that Cassandra was back in Rose. There was another back and forth before Cassandra went into the sick woman at the lead. She made a dig but was ultimately ignored. It wasn't until they were on their way out that things went black for Klary once more.

When Klary came too, she was in the Doctor's arms, his worried expression the first thing she saw. She quickly stood and moved away from him, faster than she should have as she nearly collapsed. If the man hadn't moved so quickly, she would have hit the floor.

"You all right?" Klary nodded. "Welcome back." She once again nodded and slowly stepped out of his hold. As she took account of herself, she realised that her shirt was damp. She must have gone along with him. It was the only thing that made sense. Moving further away, she watched as the Doctor spoke to Cassandra, now in Chip's body. As she collapsed, the Doctor and Rose helped her to her feet and led her to the Tardis, with Klary following not far behind.

While the Doctor brought Cassandra to her past, Klary decided to escape off to her room. She quickly jumped into the shower and once dressed, decided to wander around a bit. She wasn't ready to deal with the Doctor if he would actually seek her out. Klary even asked the Tardis if she would make it difficult for him to find her. The old girl hummed, as if agreeing and Klary began to make her way through the sentient ship.

As Klary did that, the Doctor had begun to seek her out. He noticed that the halls constantly changed as he did so. It was obvious the Tardis was on her side, as usual. His ship was incredibly fond of the brunette, something that he really didn't mind. Klary had been by his side since the beginning, going so far as to see his home on more than one account. She was bonded to the Tardis just as he was. Though he really did wish she'd let him find her. They needed to talk about what had happened. Yet, knowing that his ship wouldn't betray Klary unless she was a danger to herself, he let it go. This wasn't something he wanted to argue with his ship about. He could only hope that Klary didn't jump before he got a chance to speak to her.

Klary wasn't sure how long she wandered around before a door opened. She glanced around for a moment before she entered, eyes widening when she saw what the room held. It was a large entertainment room. On the sides of the television were two large hanging shelves filled with films. In front of it were two couches and a few multicoloured bean bags. The corner held a medium sized concession area, equipped with a popcorn maker, an assortment of air heads, and a family size bag of twizzlers. A mini fridge was under on of the counters and upon further inspection, she found it to be filled with Arizona green tea and Strongbow. Happy, she grabbed a large bowl of popcorn, the twizzlers and a Strongbow. She set her snacks down and went over to the shelf to find that the first Lord of the Rings was slightly pulled out. Klary was ecstatic to see that it was the extended edition. Once the film was inserted, Klary settled down on a bean bag and did her best to destress.

Two and a half films later, Klary was found. Her anxiety levels hit the room when she realised that it could only be the Doctor joining her. She kept her eyes trained on the screen, doing everything in her power to keep from looking at him. Her thoughts had instantly gone back to what she had said to Twelve. She really was a stowaway. She never asked to be there, she never asked to be pulled from everything and everyone she'd ever known. Klary missed her friends, even though they got along fine without her. Funnily enough, she missed her cat, the stupid thing that hated cuddles and loved to wake her at four in the morning. Hell, it was the only thing in her life that actually needed her.

"Klary, will you look at me?" Klary ignored him. Every ounce of focus on the screen. She really wasn't ready to have this conversation. Anything would be better than to talk to him. Then to her utter horror, the screen shut off and she heard the Doctor thank the Tardis. 'Traitor.' "Please, Klary. Can we at least talk?"

She took a shuddering breath. "There's nothing to talk about." Klary was proud of herself. Her voice hadn't waivered at all. That was quite an accomplishment since the had a huge lump in her throat. The Doctor tried again but she stood and quickly interrupted him. "Really, don't worry about it. Trust me, I understand. Just a stowaway. Another room in your box of wonders. Shame you can't get rid of me." She paused and took another breath, bringing her eyes to his. Hers shone with unshed tears. Klary, for all her weaknesses, refused to cry in front of anyone, something that had started when she was a mere child. Crying got you nowhere and nothing bruises and more teasing. "Look, I understand I'm useless and not very important. I'm sorry I didn't tell you about the patients. I don't know what I can and can't say but I know enough that I can't flat out tell you things. It could make things worse and I think you like to figure things out on your own. So, I'm sorry. I'll make myself scarce, okay. Hell, I'll even stay in while you and Rose go on adventures, all right." Before he had a chance to respond, Klary booked it out of the room and tried to find her way back to hers.

Klary wandered the halls for what felt like hours before she gave up and sat on the floor, rogue tears leaving her eyes. She was so angry- frustrated- with herself. She said too much. 'I should have just kept quiet.' Klary groaned as her words ran through her mind. Of course she would say too much. There was so much that had built up, even from before she found herself with the Doctor, and it just all spilled out. Now she had to deal with the repercussions.

As she sat there, head in hands and knees pulled up, Klary felt someone sit beside her. It didn't take a genius to know who it was. Luckily for her, he remained silent. She could tell he was waiting for her to say something, but Klary refused to say anything else. What was the point? She'd already said everything she had to. More words would just lead to her repeating herself, something she did not do.

She wasn't sure how long they sat there, but eventually, the Doctor broke the silence. "Who said anything about being useless? I never said you were. And you're not a stowaway. You're Klary, my Klary and I can't have you thinking that. Can't accept it. Now as for what happened at the hospital, that's my fault. I should have known better. There's no excuse but I am sorry." He paused, seeming to wait for a response. When he received none, the Doctor pressed on, although his voice was thick with emotion. "Klary, love, adventures wouldn't be the same without you. I would NEVER want to get rid of you or not have you by my side. If anything, I wish you could always be with me. You are more important to me than anything in this universe." He rubbed the back of his neck. "You're the best thing that's ever happened to me, Klary Cedrics. Never doubt that."

Covertly, Klary wiped away her tears and finally looked at him. She had a hard time believing his words, but the eyes truly were windows to the soul. She saw the emotion in his eyes, something she knew he couldn't- wouldn't- fake. Untrusting of her voice, Klary nodded, her thoughts brought back to Eleven and Twelve. They had literally said the same thing. This man really was the same at the end of the day. With a tired sigh, Klary was determined to not let her thoughts get the better of her. Like always, she let them take over and ruin things for her. This was a chance for a new start, and she was going to make it one.

Ah, so what did you think? This is definitely going to be an emotional roller coaster for Klary. She's used to people bringing her down, and has a quiet strength about her that will definitely show in the next few chapters. As this is her fifth adventure with the Doctor, it's going to take a bit for her to get used to things. While she had said she'd go with the flow, negative thoughts are always going to rear their ugly heads. This is also piggy backing on her time with Twelve so there's also that. But I promise you'll see the more confident side of her. A certain companion is definitely going to be a major player in that aspect. Don't forget to leave a comment and thanks so much for reading.

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