Her Secrets

by Marvel'sWhovian

Cerys has always lived life on the sidelines. She was a quiet observer. One night she meets a mysterious man who's first words to her are "Run!" From that moment she is hooked. As time goes by she learns that she's not just ordinary. There's more to her that meets the eye and in the end, it could destroy everything. She is impossible and she has a secret that no one must know.

15. The Doctor Dances

Hey so I'm sure you're all mad at me for not updating last week and I'm so very sorry for that. I was crazy busy on my holiday and all so that's why there hasn't been an update. But I did add a chapter Sunday night, I believe. Hope you enjoy the chapter.

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The patients stood at arms-length. My grip on the Doctor's hand had tightened as I realized the next breath could be our last. If I was hurting him, he showed no sign of it. My thoughts quickly shifted from the Doctor and drifted to my life. Sure, it had pretty much been a mess but there were good parts, mainly Rose, Jackie, and meeting the Doctor. Each good memory I had played in my mind, with me hoping it would at least calm me before I became a gas mask zombie.

As I thought, I felt the Doctor move a bit. I glanced at him and saw that he had crossed his arms behind him, keeping my hand in his all the while. I watched him curiously, waiting for what he would do next. "Go to your room." I looked at him bewildered but remained quiet, watching the patients, who just stood there staring at us. "Go to your room. I mean it. I'm very, very angry with you. I am very, very cross. Go. To. Your. Room." The patients hung their heads, almost as if they were ashamed of themselves, and shuffled away, returning to their beds.

"I'm really glad that worked," he said, throwing me a quick smile. "Those would have been terrible last words."

"Yeah, you think?"

"No need to get snarky."

"Sorry, near death experiences do that to me." I turned to Rose, "How many times does this make?"

"Three times, I think."

I gave the Doctor a quick smirk that he rolled his eyes to. "You knew it was dangerous."

"I never said I didn't enjoy it. Besides, what's the fun in safe?" He smiled and moved from in front of us, releasing my hand.

"Why are they all wearing gas masks?" Rose asked as she sat beside one of the beds. Jack had taken a seat, his feet on the desk I was sitting on and the Doctor stood beside me.

"They aren't actually, Rosie. It's their face, all flesh and bone."

The Doctor turned to Jack. "How was your con supposed to work?"

"Simple enough, really. Find some harmless piece of space junk, let the nearest Time Agent track it back to Earth, convince him it's valuable, name a price. When he's put fifty percent up front, oops! A German bomb falls on it, destroys it forever. He never gets to see what he's paid for, never knows he's been had. I buy him a drink with his own money, and we discuss dumb luck. The perfect self-cleaning con."

"Yeah. Perfect."

"The London Blitz is great for self-cleaners. Pompeii's nice if you want to make a vacation of it though, but you've got to set your alarm for volcano day," Jack laughed, before he looked at us. Noticing our stoic expressions, his small smile fading. "Getting a hint of disapproval."

"Take a look around the room. This is what your harmless piece of space-junk did."

"It was a burnt-out medical transporter. It was empty." I rolled my eyes at Jack.

The Doctor turned to us, with his usual detached expression. "Rose."

"Are we getting out of here?"

"We're going upstairs."

"I even programmed the flight computer so it wouldn't land on anything living. I harmed no-one. I don't know what's happening here, but believe me, I had nothing to do with it."

"Right, you didn't think that things wouldn't go according to plan? Nothing ever truly sound, Harkness. That burnt-out, empty medical transporter that you programed not to land on anything living did just that. And I highly doubt it was empty," I snapped before I walked off to finds the stairs.

I leant against the banister, waiting for them to find me. I watched as the Doctor walked past me, grabbing my arm and pulling me with him. As we raced up the stairs, I heard Rose and Jack. I laughed a bit when Jack called him Mr. Spock. "Oh, I have to thank Rose for that. It's quite funny."

"Don't you even think about it."

"Whatever you say, Spock." We stopped as we reached a metal door on the top floor. We stood there, waiting for the others to reach us.

"Have you got a blaster?" the Doctor called out as they ran past us.

The pair stopped and retraced their steps, joining us on the upper landing. "Sure!"

"The night your space-junk landed, someone was hurt. This was where they were taken."

"What happened?"

"Let's find out. Get it open."

"What's wrong with your sonic screwdriver?" Rose whispered to the Doctor.

"Nothing." Jack took out the blaster and disintegrated the lock. "Sonic blaster, fifty first century. Weapon Factories of Villengard?"

"You've been to the factories?"

"Once."

"Well, they gone now, destroyed. The main reactor went critical. Vaporized the lot."

"Like I said. Once." I quickly caught what he was saying. "There's a banana grove there, now. I like bananas. Bananas are good."

"Not even."

"They are."

"I'm getting rid of the bananas."

"Don't you think about it." I smirked and turned my attention to Rose and Jack. They were talking about Jack's gun. I rolled my eyes and walked into the room. My eyes widened as I saw the disarray it was in. The observation window was destroyed as well. A bit of electronic equipment shrouded the room but the one that stood out was the recorder.

"What do you think?"

"Something got out of here."

"Yeah. And?"

"Something powerful and angry."

"Powerful and angry." I looked into the room to see crayon drawings scattered across the walls. My thoughts instantly went to the little boy Nancy and the other kids were frightened of. As I pondered this, Rose and Jack seemed to realize that a child was the cause of all this. Caught up in my mind, I turned on the tape machine, the Doctor standing beside me.

"Do you know where you are?" Doctor Constantine's voice came through.

"Are you my mummy?"

"Are you aware of what's around you? Can you see?"

"Are you my mummy?"

"What do you want? Do you know-"

"I want my mummy. Are you my mummy? I want my mummy! Are you my mummy? Are you my mummy? Mummy? Mummy?"

"Doctor, I've heard this voice before."

"So have we."

"Mummy?"

"Always 'are you my mummy?'. Like he doesn't know."

"Mummy?"

"Why doesn't he know?"

"Are you there, mummy? Mummy? Mummy? Please, mummy? Mummy?"

"Doctor?"

I shivered and let out a small squeak. A feeling of nausea came over me but there was nothing I could do about it. I shut my eyes, getting my breathing together. When I opened them, the Doctor's eyes pierced mine as he walked around the child's room while I stood by Rose. "Can you sense it?" I looked away, answering his question. It seeped through the walls, the fear, the emptiness.

"Sense what?"

"Coming out of the walls. Can you feel it?"

"Mummy?"

"Funny little human brains. How do you get around in those things?"

"When he's stressed, he likes to insult species."

"Rose, I'm thinking."

"He cuts himself shaving, he does half an hour on life forms he's cleverer than."

"There are these children living rough round the bomb sites. They come out during air-raids looking for food."

"Mummy, please?"

"What if they were around when you're space-junk landed?" I finished.

"It was a med-ship. It was harmless."

"That's what you keep saying but I don't believe that's true." I turned away from Jack, highly irritated by him at the moment.

"Suppose one of them was affected, altered?"

"Altered how?" Rose asked as the tape ended. My head snapped to the Doctor immediately as I continued to hear the little boy's voice. An almost crippling fear enveloped me.

"I'm here!" I backed away, looking for a way out.

"It's afraid. Terribly afraid and powerful. It doesn't know it yet, but it will do." He chuckled humorlessly. "It's got the power of a god, and I just sent it to its room."

"Doctor…"

"I'm here. Can't you see me?"

"What's that noise?"

"The end of the tape. Ran out thirty seconds ago," I whispered.

"I'm here. Can't you see me?"

"I sent it to its room. This is its room."

We all looked to the broken window and saw the little boy standing there staring at us. "Are you my mummy? Mummy?" I stared at him, paralyzed and a bit saddened.

"Doctor?"

"Okay, on my signal make for the door," Jack said, taking command of the situation.

"Mummy?"

I watched as Jack whipped out his sonic blaster and aimed it at the boy. I almost giggled when I saw it was a banana. "Now!"

"Mummy?"

The Doctor pulled out Jack's gun and aimed it at the wall, giving us a way out. Jack looked from him to the banana in his hand. "Go now! Don't drop the banana!" he exclaimed, pulling me through the opening.

"Why not?"

"Good source of potassium!"

We quickly left the room and exited to the hallway leaving the boy in the room. "Give me that," Jack said as he snatched the device from the Doctor's hand.

"Mummy. I want my mummy."

Jack flipped a switch and used the blaster to fix the wall before the child could come through the hole. "Digital rewind." He tossed the banana to the Doctor. "Nice switch."

"It's from the groves of Villengard. I thought it was appropriate."

"There's really a banana grove in the heart of Villengard and you did that?"

"Bananas are good."

My eyes were trained on the wall during their conversation. As they spoke, I heard a pounding coming from the other side. "We should go," I quickly stated. Not a minute later, the wall started to crack.

"Doctor!"

"Come on!" he said as he started to lead us down the corridor, only to stop when he saw the patients coming from that side. We turned, going the opposite direction but more patients blocked the path, leaving us in front of the wall with Jack pointing his blaster at it.

"Mummy. Mummy. Mummy."

"It's keeping us here till it can get at us."

"It's controlling them?"

"It is them. It's every living thing in this hospital."

"Okay. This can function as a sonic blaster, a sonic cannon, and as a triple-enfolded sonic disrupter. Doc, what you got?"

"I've got a sonic, er," he whipped out the screwdriver before turning from Jack, "Oh, never mind."

"What?"

"It's sonic, okay? Let's leave it at that." Rose and I glanced at each other and rolled our eyes at the Doctor. He was being stupid about the whole thing. No one cared if it was a screwdriver. Even still, I knew it must be one of those guy things, with Jack having the better toy.

"Disrupter? Cannon? What?"

"It's sonic! Totally sonic! I am soniced up!"

"A sonic what?"

"Screwdriver!" he answered exasperatedly as the boy finally broke through the wall. I glanced at Rose and then the blaster. Meeting my eyes, she caught on to my idea and grabbed it, pointing it to the floor.

"Going down!" she yelled as she pressed the button and opened up a hole. When we had recovered from the fall, Jack took the device and closed the hole. "Cerys, Doctor, are you okay?"

I nodded and looked around a bit. "Could've used a warning." I lightly slapped his arm for being rude. She'd just saved our lives no thanks to him.

"Oh, the gratitude."

"Who has a sonic screwdriver?"

"I do."

"Lights."

"Who looks at a screwdriver and thinks, ooo, this could be a little more sonic?"

"What, you've never been bored?"

"There's got to be a light switch."

"Never had a long night? Never had a lot of cabinets to put up?"

As Rose hit the light switch, the patients sat up in their beds. "Mummy. Mummy."

"Door." Jack hit the button on his sonic blaster but it didn't work. "Damn it!"

"Mummy."

"Dammit! It's the special features. They really drain the battery."

"The battery?" Rose questioned as we took off again. The Doctor managed to get us into a storeroom. Once he'd started on the door, I sat on the floor in the corner, once again becoming an observer.

"That's so lame!"

"I was going to send for another one, but somebody's got to blow up the factory."

"Oh, I know. First day we met him, he blew up our job. That's practically how he communicates."

When the Doctor had finished locking the door, he turned to us. "Okay, that door should hold it for a bit."

"The door? The wall didn't stop it!"

"Well, it's got to find us first! Come on, we're not done yet! Assets, assets!"

"Well, I've got a banana, and in a pinch you could put up some shelves."

The Doctor ignored his jab. "Window."

"Barred. Sheer drop outside. Seven stories."

"And no other exits."

"Well, the assets conversation went in a flash, didn't it?"

I rolled my eyes. Jack wasn't being much help at the moment. I knew I wasn't either but I wasn't the one throwing snarky comments towards the Doctor.

"So, where'd you pick this one up, then?"

"Doctor."

"She was hanging from a barrage balloon, I had an invisible spaceship. I never stood a chance."

"Okay. One, we've got to get out of here. Two, we can't get out of here. Have I missed anything?"

My eyes remained on Jack as he punched in things on his wrist device. Looking up at me, he gave a wink and then vanished. "Yeah. Jack just disappeared," Rose told him before she went to sit in a wheelchair. "Okay, so he's vanished into thin air. Why is it always the great looking ones who do that?"

"I'm making an effort not to be insulted." A smile crossed my lips at his words.

"I mean, men."

The laugh I had tried to stifle escaped, causing the Doctor to send me a small glare. "Okay, thanks. That really helped." He came and stood by me, looking out the window. As he did so, the radio that stood on the shelf came to life.

"Rose? Cerys? Doctor?" We walked over to a cupboard, the Doctor opening it to reveal a radio whose wires were broken. "Can you hear me? I'm back on my ship. Used the emergency teleport. Sorry I couldn't take you. It's security-keyed to my molecular structure. I'm working on it. Hang in there."

"How're you speaking to us?"

"Om-Com. I can call anything with a speaker grill."

"Now there's a coincidence."

"What is?"

"The little boy," I started, "he can do that too."

"He can?"

I nodded but left the explaining to the Doctor. "Anything with a speaker grill. Even the Tardis phone."

"What, you mean the child can phone us?"

"And I can hear you. Coming to find you. Coming to find you."

"Doctor, can you hear that?"

"Loud and clear."

"I'll try to block out the signal. Least I can do."

"Coming to find you, mummy."

"Remember this one, Rose?" he asked as music came through the radio. I glanced at her, giving her a quick smirk.

"Our song."

"Your song?"

"Don't start, Cerys."

"Why not? You fancy him."

"We are not going there."

"Course not," I replied, still smirking at her. She rolled her eyes at me before she closed them.

I turned to the Doctor, watching as he was using his screwdriver on the barred windows. "What you doing?" Rose asked him.

"Trying to set up a resonation pattern in the concrete, loosen the bars."

"You don't think he's coming back, do you?"

"Wouldn't bet my life."

"You don't trust him?"

"Why do you?"

"He saved my life. Bloke-wise, that's up there with flossing. I trust him because he's like you. Except with dating and dancing," Rose said, earning a look and a head shake from the Doctor. "What?"

"And there it is," I muttered as the Doctor rounded on her.

"You just assume I'm…"

"What?"

"You just assume that I don't dance."

"What, are you telling me you do dance?" She quickly shot me a glance and stood.

"Nine hundred years old, me. I've been around a bit. I think you can assume at some point I've danced."

"You?"

"Problem?"

"Doesn't the universe implode or something if you dance?"

"Well, I've got the moves but I don't want to boast."

Rose turned up the radio's volume. "Come on, Cerys. He says he's got the moves. Show us your moves."

I shook my head, laughing but she grabbed my arm and pulled me to her side. "I'm, I'm trying to resonate concrete."

"Jack'll be back. He'll get us out. So come on. The world doesn't end because the Doctor dances." She held out her hand to him and he looked at it, a curious expression on his face.

"Barrage balloon?"

"What?"

"You were hanging from a barrage balloon."

"Oh, yeah. About two minutes after you left me. Thousands of feet above London, middle of a German air-raid, Union Jack all over my chest."

"I've travelled with a lot of people, but you're setting new records for jeopardy friendly."

"Is this you dancing? Because I've got notes."

"Hanging from a rope thousands feet above London. Not a cut, not a bruise."

"Yeah, I know. Captain Jack fixed me up."

I raised an eyebrow. "Captain Jack is it?"

"Well, his name's Jack and he's a Captain."

"He's not really a captain, Rose."

"Do you know what I think? I think you're experiencing Captain envy. You'll find your feet at the end of your legs. You may care to move them."

"If he ever was a Captain, he's been defrocked."

"Really? Shame Rose and I missed that." I joked, winking at them. "Oh, and we're not in the storeroom anymore."

"Actually, I quit. Nobody takes my frock. Most people notice when they've been teleported. You guys are so sweet." Jack shot me another wink, having heard what I had said to my friends. "Sorry about the delay. I had to take the nav-com offline to override the teleport security."

"You can spend ten minutes overriding your own protocols? Maybe you should remember whose ship it is."

"Oh, I do. She was gorgeous. Like I told her, be back in five minutes."

"This is a Chula ship."

"Yeah, just like that medical transporter. Only this one is dangerous." The Doctor snapped his fingers and a golden light covered his hands.

"They're what fixed my hands up Jack called them er…"

"Nanobots? Nanogenes?"

"Nanogenes, yeah."

"Sub-atomic robots. There's millions of them in here, see? Burned my hand on the console when we landed. All better now. They activate when the bulk head's sealed. Check you out for damage, fix any physical flaws. Take us to the crash site. I need to see your space junk."

"As soon as I get the nav-com back online. Make yourself comfortable. Carry on with whatever it was you were doing."

"We were talking about dancing."

"It didn't look like talking."

"It didn't feel like dancing," Rose added.

I rolled my eyes at them as the Doctor came and stood by me. I patted his arm and then turned to examine the ship's interior. It was gorgeous although a little cramped for four adults. When I had come full circle, I felt the Doctor's eyes on me. Facing him, I gave him a questioning look before I realized what he wanted to ask. "I'm fine," I whispered sitting on the bed. He took a seat beside me.

"Good. Can't have anything happening to you."

"And Rose," I added. He nodded and looked away. "You know… that really didn't look like dancing to me."

"Not you too."

"Well if you say you can dance, you'd better back it up. Rose grew up dancing."

"And you?"

"I'm not much of a dancer. Two left feet."

"Can't be that bad?"

"Trust me, I am, if you were actually talking about dancing. The way the conversation started, I'd think you were using the word to replace sex." I smirked as a faint pink tinted his cheeks before waving it off. "Anyways, looks like we're mobile," I said as Jack asked us about the crash site.

When we landed, we hid behind a stack of boxes, looking at the obstacles that laid before us. There was a man walking between the tracks. "There it is. Hey, they've got Algy on duty. It must be important."

"We've got to get past him."

"Are the words 'distract the guard' heading in our general direction?"

"I don't think that'd be such a good idea."

"Don't worry we can handle it."

"I've got to know Algy quite well since I've been in town. Trust me, you're not his type. I'll distract him. Don't wait up." Jack ran off to Algy as Rose stared after him.

"Relax, he's a fifty first century guy. He's just a bit more flexible when it comes to dancing."

"How flexible?"

"Well, by his time, you lot have spread out across half the galaxy."

"Meaning?"

"So many species, so little time."

"What, that's what we do when we get out there? That's our mission? We seek new life, and, and…"

"Dance," the Doctor finished for her with a satisfied grin.

I looked between the two of them before turning my attention to Jack and Algy. As I watched, the familiar tingle ran down my spine, alerting me that something was wrong. Without thinking much of it, I broke out into a run. I heard the Doctor and Rose calling my name but I needed to get to Jack. When I reached him, I grabbed the back of his coat, pulling him away from Algy's outstretched arm and ultimately putting myself in his reach. "Don't let him touch you," I gasped in between breaths as Rose and the Doctor caught up. Jack nodded and then ordered his men to stay back, pulling me away from the changed man.

"What were you thinking? He could have infected you," the Doctor chastised.

"But he didn't. I'm fine and dandy. Anyways, if the little boy didn't touch him, what does that mean?"

"The effect's become airborne, accelerating." The air raid sirens started again.

"What's keeping us safe?"

"Nothing."

"Ah, here they come again."

"All we need," Rose muttered. "Didn't you say a bomb was going to land here?"

"Never mind about that. If the contaminants airborne now, there's hours left."

"For what?"

"Till nothing, forever. For the entire human race. And can anyone else hear singing?" I scrunched up my nose and listened carefully. In the distance, I heard someone singing Rock-a-Bye Baby.

The Doctor took off in the direction, leading to a tent. He went in and after a minute or two, exited with Nancy in tow. Relieved to see her safe, I threw my arms around her. "I'm glad you're alright."

"I almost wasn't but I'm fine."

"This is Rose, my sister," I quickly said, before we all headed to the bombsite.

Once there, the lights were turned on and the spacecraft was uncovered. "You see? Just an ambulance."

"That's an ambulance?" Nancy asked in disbelief.

"Yeah, it's from another world."

"They've been trying to get in."

"Of course they have. They think they've got their hands on Hitler's latest secret weapon. What're you doing?"

Jack began to type on the keypad. "The sooner you see this thing is empty, the sooner you'll know I had nothing to do with it." As he said that, there was a loud band, sparks, and an alarm went off, as did a flashing red light. "Didn't happen last time."

"It hadn't crashed last time. There'll be emergency protocols."

"Doctor, what's that?" Rose asked, getting no reply. I grabbed her arm as I saw the red gates move forward as they were banged against. "Doctor!"

"Captain, secure those gates!"

"Why?"

"Just do it! Nancy, how'd you get in here?"

"I cut the wire."

"Show Rose. Setting two thousand four hundred and twenty eight D." The Doctor ordered, tossing Rose the sonic.

"What?"

"Reattaches the barbed wire. Go!"

"And what about me?" I asked.

"You stay put."

"I want to help."

"Just stay put, Cerys. I haven't got the time to argue."

"Even if I could be of some help?"

"You will be. Just stay put. No running off." I grumbled and walked off a bit. "No running off."

"I'm not running off!" I yelled as Jack finally got the ambulance open.

"It's empty. Look at it." Just then Rose and Nancy returned.

"What do you expect in a Chula medical transporter? Bandages? Cough drops? Rose?"

"I don't know."

"Yes, you do," he told her, lifting his hand.

"Nanogenes!"

"It wasn't empty, Captain. There was enough nanogenes in there to rebuild a species."

"Oh God."

"Getting it now, are we? When the ship crashes, the nanogenes escape. Billions upon billions of them, ready to fix all the cuts and bruises in the whole world. But what they find first is a dead child, probably killed earlier that night, and wearing a gasmask."

"And they brought him back to life? They can do that?"

"What's life? Life's easy. A quirk of matter. Nature's way of keeping meat fresh. Nothing to a nanogene. One problem, though. These nanogenes, they're not like the ones on your ship. This lot have never seen a human being before. Don't know what a human being's supposed to look like. All they've got to go on is one little body, and there's not a lot left. But they carry right on. They do what they're programmed to do. They patch it up.

"Can't tell what's gasmask and what's skull, but they do their best. Then off they fly, off they go, work to be done. Because, you see, now they think they know what people should look like, and it's time to fix all the rest. And they won't ever stop. They won't ever, ever stop. The entire human race is going to be torn down and rebuilt in the form of one terrified child looking for its mother, and nothing in the world can stop it!"

"I didn't know." The Doctor ignored him as he worked on the ambulance. All the while, gas mask zombies approached us.

"Mummy. Mummy."

"Cerys!" I ran over to her, seeing them approach.

"It's bringing the gas mask people here, isn't it?" Rose concluded.

"The ship thinks it's under attack. It's calling up the troops. Standard protocol."

"But the gas mask people aren't troops."

"They are now. This is a battle-field ambulance. The nanogenes don't just fix you up, they get you ready for the front line. Equip you, programme you."

"That's why the child's so strong. Why it could do that phoning thing."

"It's a fully equipped Chula warrior, yes. All that weapons tech in the hands of a hysterical four year old looking for his mummy. And now there's an army of them." We were surrounded, all on the outside of the barbed wire.

"Why don't they attack?" Jack asked.

"Good little soldiers, waiting for their commander."

"The child?"

"Jamie."

"What?"

"It's not the child or the boy. His name's Jamie," I snapped. Nancy looked at me, grateful for my input. If I were to be honest, I was getting tired of calling him 'the boy'.

"So, how long until the bomb falls?"

"Any second."

"What's the matter, Captain? A bit close to the volcano for you?"

"He's just a little boy." I placed my arm around Nancy, comforting her the best I could. Although she had said Jamie was her brother, I couldn't believe it. Not with her grief.

"I know."

"He's just a little boy who wants his mummy."

"I know. There isn't a little boy born who wouldn't tear the world apart to save his mummy. And this little boy can."

"What are we going to do?" Rose asked.

"I don't know.

"It's my fault."

"No, it's not, Nancy. You did what you had to do."

"It is. It's all my fault."

"How can it be your…" the Doctor trailed off, finally catching on to what I had already figured out. I kept my arm around her, comforting her as she cried.

"Mummy. Mummy. Mummy. Mummy."

"Nancy, what age are you? Twenty? Twenty one? Older than you look, yes?"

"Doctor, that bomb. We've got seconds."

"You can teleport us out."

"Not you guys. The nav-com's back online. Going to take too long to override the protocols."

"So it's volcano day. Do what you've got to do."

"Jack?" Rose called out but Jack had already teleported back to his ship.

"How old were you five years ago? Fifteen? Sixteen? Old enough to give birth, anyway. He's not your brother, is he? A teenage single mother in 1941. So you hid. You lied. You even lied to him."

The gates opened with Jamie standing at the front. "Are you my mummy?"

"He's going to keep asking, Nancy. He's never going to stop."

"Mummy?"

"You have to tell him, Nancy. The future is in your hands. If you don't trust anyone else," I pled, "trust me. Please tell him." Nancy nodded at me and the two began to walk towards each other.

"Are you my mummy? Are you my mummy? Are you my mummy?"

"Yes. Yes, I am your mummy."

"Mummy?"

"I'm here."

"Are you my mummy?"

"Yes."

"Are you my mummy?"

"He doesn't understand. There's not enough of him left."

"Shut up and let Nancy work."

"I am your mummy. I will always be your mummy. I'm so sorry. I am so, so sorry," Nancy cried as she knelt down and took Jamie in her arms. As she did so, the nanogenes surrounded them.

"What's happening? Doctor, it's changing her, we should-"

"Shush! Come on, please. Come on, you clever little nanogenes. Figure it out! The mother, she's the mother. It's got to be enough information. Figure it out." I smiled at the Doctor as he told the nanogenes what to do. I was hoping they'd figure it out as well.

"What's happening?"

"Looks like they're recognizing the same DNA." The Doctor nodded at my answer. Nancy and Jamie released each other and Nancy fell to the ground.

"Oh, come on then. Give me a day like this. Give me this one," the Doctor begged as he knelt down and removed Jamie's gas mask. "Ha-ha! Welcome back! Twenty years till pop music- you're going to love it." He lifted the boy, happy it had worked out.

"What happened?" Nancy asked.

"The nanogenes recognised the superior information, the parent DNA. They didn't change you because you changed them! Ha-ha! Mother knows best!"

"Oh, Jamie."

"Doctor, that bomb."

"Taken care of it."

"How?"

"Psychology." As the bomb hurtled to us, Jack caught it in his ship's light beam just before it hit. Jack was sitting on top of it.

"Doctor!"

"Good lad?"

"The bomb's already commenced detonation. I've put it in stasis but it won't last long."

"Change of plan. Don't need the bomb. Can you get rid of it, safely as you can?"

"Rose?"

"Yeah?"

"Goodbye," Jack said as he and the bomb disappeared for a bit, only to return. "By the way, love the t-shirt." He disappeared again and the spaceship flew off. The Doctor then summoned the nanogenes to himself.

"What are you doing?"

"Software patch. Going to email the upgrade. You want moves? I'll give you moves." The Doctor smirked at me and then threw the nanogenes at the patients who then fell. "Everybody lives. Just this once, everybody lives!" The patients began to stand, back to normal but very confused. The Doctor and I ran over to them. "Doctor Constantine. Who never left his patients. Back on your feet, constant doctor. The world doesn't want to get by without you just yet, and I don't blame it one bit. These are your patients. All better now."

"Yes, yes, so it seems. They also seem to be standing around in a disused railway station. Is there any particular reason for that?"

"Yeah, well, you know… cutbacks. Listen, whatever was wrong with them in the past, you're probably going to find that they're cured. Just tell them what a great doctor you are. Don't make a big thing of it. Okay?" We went back over to Rose, Nancy, and Jamie.

"Right, you lot. Lots to do. Beat the Germans, save the world. Don't forget the welfare state! Setting this to self-destruct, soon as everybody's clear. History says there was an explosion here. Who am I to argue with history?"

"Well, you're usually first in line," I smirked.

He shot me a look and led us to the Tardis. Once in, I went to sit on the chair, happy to have my spot back. Rose and I watched him move around the console. "The nanogenes will clean up the mess and switch themselves off, because I just told them to. Nancy and Jamie will go to Doctor Constantine for help, ditto. All in all, all things considered, fantastic!"

"Look at you, beaming away like you're Father Christmas."

"Who says I'm not, red bicycle when you were twelve?"

"What?" I laughed at her reaction, sitting on the jump seat.

"And everybody lives, Cerys and Rose! Everybody lives! I need more days like this."

"Doctor."

"Go on, ask me anything. I'm on fire."

"What about Jack? Why'd he say goodbye?" The Doctor glanced at her and then messed around with the console. Rose went to open the door and the Doctor took my hand and we started dancing, well more like tried to dance. "Well, hurry up then!" she said as Jack ran in. Rose then turned her attention to us. "Okay. And right and turn. Okay, okay, try and spin Cerys again, but this time don't get her arm up her back. No extra points for a half-nelson."

"I'm sure I used to know this stuff. Close the door, will you? Your ship's about to blow up. There's going to be a draught." Jack shut the door and the Doctor released me for a moment to start up the engine. "Welcome to the Tardis." He then took my hands again and we started to dance.

"Much bigger on the inside."

"You'd better be."

"Come on then, Jack. Show me your moves," Rose said to him, holding out her hand.

"Rose! I've just remembered!" the Doctor excitedly said as he moved me around. The music had changed from the waltz to swing, Glenn Miller's In the Mood to be exact.

"What?"

"I can dance! I can dance!"

"Actually, Doctor, I thought Jack might like this dance."

"I'm sure he would, Rose. I'm absolutely certain. That's why I'm dancing with Cerys," he replied as he dipped me. I laughed as he pulled me up, both of us having fun. This was what I missed those four days, the adventure, the fun and my friends.

After a while, all the dancing stopped and Rose had gone off to show Jack where his room would be, leaving the Doctor and me alone. As we sat there in comfortable silence, I finally decided to ask him about the man in my dream, the one with the kind eyes and the girl, more than anything, my focus was on her. I knew the girl I was dreaming about had to be from another world and if anyone knew, it was the Doctor; at least I hoped he knew and although I didn't want to prod, I wanted answers. "Doctor?"

"Yes."

"On your planet, were there people who were judges?"

"What do you mean?"

"Were they allowed to condemn people to death, or er, forced regeneration?"

"Why do you ask?"

"I don't know. Curiosity?"

"That's not it. Come on, tell me."

"It's silly but I had a dream that a girl was put through that. She was blamed for something she didn't do and they stabbed her and dragged her away. It was probably just a silly dream but I thought you might know something about that kind of stuff."

"My people, they often used forced regeneration as a punishment for some crimes. Death was reserved for the very worst. If what you saw was true, then I sympathize for the girl."

"Well that's another thing. There was a man there, he had kind brown eyes. He looked like he wanted to help her but couldn't. Maybe it's just what I wanted to see but-"

He looked away from me, looking at the floor. It was something I had grown used to seeing, something he did when he was remembering something sad. "It was probably nothing."

"How can you be so sure? What if there was a girl who went through that, who had to suffer because of her lineage? If that's how your people were, cruel and ruthless, then maybe it's a good thing they are gone. No one deserves that treatment!"

"Maybe she committed a crime."

"If her crime was being the daughter of a man not like them, then they are all idiots," I snapped before storming off. As I did, I heard footsteps behind me. I sighed and whirled around, coming face to face with the Doctor. "Can I help you?"

"You're quite infuriating."

"Thank you."

"They didn't always do what was right but they are my people. They needed a weapon to end the war."

"Wait, they were going to use her as a weapon? That's just sick! They were going to murder a young girl in order to win a war? That's pathetic. If you want to defend them, at least try to come up with a better argument."

"And if there is none?"

"Then don't argue with me," I smirked. "Oh, did you know a woman named, er, Marhai?"

The Doctor stared at me, eyes almost widened in shock. I placed a hand on his leather clad arm in an attempt to release him from his daze.

"How did you hear of her?"

"Dream. It was about her and her husband. Did you know them?"

"Yes. They were friends. Both disappeared before the war."

"Where to?"

"No one knows. They left their daughter behind but she also vanished. No one has seen them in over three hundred years."

"When?"

"A bit after the war started."

"Do you think they're together, the three of them?"

"I hope so. After all they've been through-"

"You mean them being allowed to marry and have a child that could be used during the war?"

"Yes. They deserve peace."

"I think so too," I said with a smile. "Anyways, Doctor, I'm off to bed. I'll see you in the morning."

"Night."

"Get some sleep, will you. I know you could stay up for hours on end but you need to rest just like the rest of us." The Doctor just waved me off and returned to the console room. Sighing, I went to my room and flopped onto my bed, thinking about the conversation I'd just had. The Doctor said they were just friends but his eyes told me they were more than that. I wanted to ask more questions but I refused to pry anymore. I was pulling up memories for him, things he probably didn't want to think about but I couldn't help but wonder what that girl and her family was to him. This day had been long and at some points terrifying but I was happy and that was good, even if I knew it wasn't going to last. Rose had a new friend, the Doctor and I were talking again, and things were kind of back to normal. Breathing out a long breath, I clicked off the lights and burrowed under the covers, letting sleep take me.

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So, what did you think of the chapter? I was so sad when I didn't see any reviews on the previous ones. I truly love hearing your thoughts and it normally makes my day. It also gives me someone to reply to after the chapter's over so that I'm not just rambling.

I was thinking of posting another DW fan fic soon and I wanted to know what I should title it and what the character's name should be. Yes, she will be a full on Time Lady. So anything helps. With that, please review and all. I'll be posting tomorrow if all goes well.