When I finally woke up, the emotional toll of the prior adventure finally hit me. I'd met Queen Victoria, a werewolf, and basically admitted my feelings to Rose. Ultimately, I felt like crap; even more so when I remembered what I had said to the Doctor. I hadn't really meant it… it was more of a way for me to get him to leave. I didn't want him getting hurt because of me or Rose for that matter. Sighing at the weak attempt to justify my harsh words, I decided to apologise to the man.
After changing into dark blue jeans, a loose fitted green top and my green Chuck's, I made my way to the console room to find a certain Time Lord. Unfortunately, he wasn't there. Deciding that I wanted to find him, I began to look all over the Tardis but was unable to find him. Huffing out an annoyed breath, I settled for the library again, not that I minded. It truly was my favourite room in the Tardis, minus my room.
As I absentmindedly stared at the dancing flame, I couldn't help but go through my plan. While I had promised Rose I wouldn't do anything, it was getting harder to maintain the guise that I was fine, that the thoughts weren't consuming me. Rose knew it was only a matter of time before I eventually gave up on everything; something she had learned the last time I had been too far gone. I knew it was something that terrified her more than anything else but I also knew that while she would be royally pissed, if I succeeded, she would just have to deal with it. I didn't want to put her through that pain again but as the days passed, the more the idea seemed appealing.
I had been in the library for about an hour when I heard the door open. Seeing that it was Rose, I gave her a small smile before turning back to the fire. Without saying a word, she plopped down beside me and rested her head on my shoulder. The entire time, I couldn't help but wonder why she had joined me but I was enjoying her company. It was nice, the fact that she came looking for me, although I knew it was more out of worry than anything. "I cooked."
"You?" I asked, bewildered. The Rose Tyler I knew rarely cooked; that was more Jackie and my thing.
"Don't say it like that," she chuckled, "but yes. It's nothing special. I just figured after the werewolf thing, we could all have a nice meal. Besides, when have we ever truly gotten a day to rest with the Doctor?"
I stared at her for a moment before turning away. As great as a restful day sounded, I knew there was no way I'd be able to act normal around the Doctor. The fact that he had ignored me, not once but twice hurt. It was getting to the point where I couldn't help but question everything; that I constantly felt as if I wasn't really wanted. It was a feeling that he was practically a spare part, that what he said all those adventures ago was true. In the end I was the third wheel. Shaking my head, I snapped out of my thoughts to answer Rose. "Never. But I don't think I can face him right now. Not after what I said."
"You were angry, Cer. I'm sure he's over it. Besides, this'll give you a chance to talk to him. I know you want too."
"Won't you be there?"
"Yes but I could always leave."
"I can't."
"Too bad. Come on," Rose stated as she stood and pulled me to my feet before dragging me out of the library.
Sitting at the kitchen table, I tried my hardest not to make eye contact with the Doctor as he sat opposite of me. The table was methodically set so that one side was on the wall and Rose sat at the other end. Smiling at me, she placed a serving of pasta on my plate before doing the same for the Doctor and herself. As she placed the glass pan onto the table, her eyes caught mine and she gave me a quick smirk as she took her seat.
The moment Rose had sat down, she began to speak, the conversation directed mainly to the Doctor. As the pair spoke, I barely listened as my mind had wandered. I was more or less thinking about the Doctor, much to my annoyance. It seemed that even when I wanted nothing more than to avoid him, my thoughts automatically drifted to him. I sighed, hating the way I felt. I couldn't understand why he had that effect on me, why I was so drawn to him. Pushing the small amount of food around the plate, I glanced up, making eye contact with the Doctor. I quickly looked away, immediately feeling uncomfortable. Jumping to my feet, I rushed out of the kitchen and to my room, promptly locking the door behind me.
After moments of self-inflicted confinement, there was a knock on my door. Sighing, I left the comfort of my floor and flung the door open, fully expecting to see Rose. To my horror, it was the Doctor. My cheeks flushed red and with one glance, I slammed the door shut, leaning against it as I took in shallow breaths. As I tried to control my heart rate, there was a soft knock on the door. My eyes flew open and I scampered from the door. The knocking persisted for a while longer before I heard a heavy sigh. When I didn't hear anything else, I cracked the door open to see the Doctor leaning on the opposite wall, his head hung low and his eyes closed. Instead of closing the door, I tentatively stepped out of the room and made my way towards him. While I wanted nothing more than to retreat to my room, I wanted to face him, I wanted to clear the air and make things better between him and me. I couldn't really deny how I felt about the man and no matter how much I tried to abolish those feelings, I couldn't. Taking in a deep breath, I made the short distance to him before running a hand through my tangled hair and gently placing the other on his arm. His eyes flew open and met mine. After what seemed like hours, I looked away and took a step back, my confidence fading. Before I could take another step though, his hand grasped my arm and he pulled me into a bone crushing embrace. The breath of air that I had unconsciously held in came rushing out by the sudden action. I wanted to lean into it but the memory of our time in Scotland the day before was fresh in my head so I pulled away and brought my gaze to the floor.
"What have I done?"
I shrugged. "Nothing." It was a lie and he knew so as well. He removed his hand from my arm and took my chin, lifting it so that I was looking at him.
"Then why are you giving me the cold shoulder?"
"I was... I didn't mean to. It's just…"
"Just what?"
"Why did you ignore me at the manor?"
"What?"
"Nothing. Forget it."
"Cerys?"
"Just forget I said nothing."
"No. Tell me. Please."
I stared at him for a moment before letting my emotions come forth. "Why couldn't you just listen to me? It's like what I have to say doesn't matter. Why do you even keep me around? Am I just here for kick? A play thing for you to bat around until you get bored?"
"No."
"Then what? I can't take this anymore!"
"Take what?"
"This!" I exclaimed, motioning between us hurriedly. "Nothing makes sense anymore and if I say anything about it the whole dynamic of our relationship… or whatever the hell this is… will change. I don't think I could handle that."
He glanced at me, obviously confused with what I had said. "What dynamic?"
"Our friendship that isn't a friendship. I don't know what WE are, Doctor, but I don't want to think it's something it isn't."
"What do you think it is?"
"I don't know! I only know how I feel and I don't want to assume anything and you obviously aren't helping. If anything, you're making things more difficult!"
"So what do you want to know?"
"What are we?"
"We were never just friends, Cerys. From the moment I took your hand and told you to run, we have never been friends."
"And what's that supposed to mean?"
"I'll tell you some other time," he replied walking off, leaving me in the corridor pondering what he meant.
Groaning, unattractively might I add, I stalked off to the library. It was the only place I knew I'd be able to think and find some peace. The entire conversation was a mystery to me. Sitting before the roaring fire, I mulled over his response to my questions. All he had said was a no and it seemed as if that wasn't the case, even though I wanted so badly to believe that he meant it… that I wasn't a play toy, a spare part. Was it really that hard for me to open up, to believe that a person could actually want me around because they enjoyed my company? Honestly, it was. I was so used to being the odd one out that I didn't even know when I was wanted around. Sighing, I stood and stretched. Looking around, I ran to the farthest wall and randomly pulled out a book, only for it to be pushed back into its slot. Turning around, I came face to face with the Doctor. Trying my best not to glare at him, I gave him a questioning glance. "That one's a bit… well… you know."
"No, I don't know."
"It's boring."
"That's not why you don't want me to read it." He looked away, his eyes hitting the ceiling. "Doctor?"
"It's about my past and I don't particularly want you poking around in mine." I sighed and walked past him. "Cerys?"
"Yes?"
"I truly want you around. Honestly, how could you think I don't?" I shrugged. Without warning, he grabbed hold of my hand causing me to yelp. "Come on. I have an idea.
"And what is that?" I managed to get out as we ran through the corridors to the console room.
"A nice peaceful trip. Just you and me." I came to an abrupt stop at the console room's door and stared at him. I couldn't help but wonder why he would want to do this. "Just some fun."
"What about Rose?"
He glanced at me as he walked around the console pressing buttons and pulling levers. "She's sleeping. Why should we wake her?"
"Don't you think she'd want to come?"
"Cerys, this is an adventure for you and me. Don't worry about Rose." I nodded and allowed him to drag me through the doors. The moment I saw the space before me, my jaw dropped. It was beautiful. The grass was a deep red and the sky seemed to glow purple. In the distance was a teal ocean that seemed to illuminate in the light. Turning to the Doctor, I let out a surprisingly girlish squeak before I took off towards the water.
After a quick dip in the coldest body of water I'd ever been in, I settled down beside the Doctor. He had set up a small area a few steps out with a blanket and a couple snacks and drinks. Plopping down beside him, I reached for the towel and quickly wrapped it around my freezing frame. We sat in a comfortable silence for a while, neither of us wanting to disrupt the serene atmosphere. "It's beautiful here," I finally vocalised.
"Well, you know this planet's known for-"
"I really don't care Doctor." I saw him face me from the corner of my eye. "I just don't want to know anything about this planet. I like the mystery and the beauty. I would like to keep it that way."
"Alright then." We entered another moment of silence, only that one was a bit uncomfortable. It remained that way until he decided to speak. "There's something I've been wondering."
"What?"
"Why would you ever think I keep you around for kicks?"
I gawked at him for a moment before I collected myself. While I hadn't expected him to ask about what I had said, I was somewhat glad that he did. There was so much I wanted to get off my chest but I knew even with this opportunity, I wouldn't say nearly half the things I truly wanted to. "I-I don't know. I'm just used to being ignored and unwanted."
"Well I want you here. Rose does too and I'm quite glad you came along, really."
"Why? All I did was kill you," I snapped before I realised what I said. I stared at him, wide eyed before I hopped to my feet and sprinted to the safety of the Tardis. As I grabbed hold of the handle, I felt his hand on my shoulder.
"You didn't kill me, Cerys."
"Yeah, I did. I took in the vortex from Rose and-"
"And I willingly took it from you. I didn't want you to die. I wouldn't have been able to live with myself if you did," he admitted. I glanced at him, our eyes connecting. In his eyes, I could see the emotion swirling beneath his calm exterior. He actually meant what he was telling me, the man truly wanted me around. Giving him a shy smile, I reached a hand up and tugged at his tie, pulling him down to me. I then placed a gentle kiss on his lips. As I pulled away, his arms snaked themselves around my waist, pulling me closer and keeping me from moving any further, not that I minded.
When we finally did part, the Doctor had a sheepish grin on his lips and I tried to regulate my breathing. Glancing back up at him, I couldn't help but chuckle. It seemed as if all my hesitations and doubts were unnecessary. He honestly cared about me. Smiling, I took his hand and led him into the Tardis. Leading him through the corridors, I brought him to the library. I ignored everything and went to sit before the fire, him joining me not a second later. A comfortable silence filled the air as we both sat there, watching as the fire danced. The only times it was broken were when I had to quiet the Doctor. That went on for a while before a yawn escaped me. Getting to his feet, the Doctor helped me to mine and led me to my room. After a quick goodnight, I entered my room and shut the door. Changing out of my clothes, I donned sweat pants and a spaghetti strap tank top and climbed into bed. For the first time in a while, I had pleasant dreams.
Waking up, I had a warm feeling running through my body. Getting out of bed, I went to shower and brush my teeth. When I was finished, I returned to the room and pulled on black skinny jeans, an oversized Nirvana sweatshirt, and my brown combat boots. I glanced at my leather jacket before shaking my head and running out of my room. Finding the wardrobe, I looked around until I saw the worn leather jacket. Smiling, I slipped into it. It was a bit big on me but I didn't care, it was a piece of him and it offered me a bit of comfort. With one last look in the mirror, I left the room. Halfway down the hall when I felt an arm slide around my waist. Turning around to face the Doctor, I gave him a toothy grim before placing a small kiss on his cheek. I was still euphoric from our secret trip and that I hadn't been plagued by any nightmares. A giggle escaped from me as he pressed his lips to mine. Our lips moved in sync until I pulled away. He gave me a small pout but took my hand. Once we had woken Rose, we met her in the console room.
I sat in the canteen on the other side of the Doctor. Ever since Mickey had called talking about strange things happening at Deffry Vale High School, I'd been stuck teaching Biology. I knew my bit but there was one student who was able to answer almost every question I'd asked, including the two questions I added about a few aliens we had encountered. I sighed, listening to the noise that buzzed around me.
"Two days." I looked up, seeing Rose in her dinner lady outfit. She had a rag in her hand and had started to wipe down the table.
"Sorry, could you just? There's a bit of gravy." She wiped a spot. "No, no, just, just there." The Doctor pointed to a spot she had missed.
Rose rolled her eyes and cleaned where he had pointed. "Two days, we've been here."
"Blame your boyfriend. He's the one who put us onto this. And he was right. Boy in class this morning, got a knowledge way beyond planet Earth."
"Same in my class. I asked about the Slitheen, not using the name or anything, just about their composition and the calcium decay. She was able to answer it all."
Rose nodded before looking down at his plate. "You eating those chips?"
"Yeah, they're a bit different."
Rose reached down and grabbed one, popping it in her mouth. "I think they're gorgeous. Wish we had school dinners like this," she said, taking a seat at the end of the table.
"It's very well behaved this place."
"Mmm."
"I thought there'd be happy slapping hoodies. Happy slapping hoodies with ASBOs. Happy slapping hoodies with ASBOs and ringtones. Huh? Huh? Oh, yeah. Don't tell me I don't fit in."
I nodded, rolling my eyes at him and watched as the head dinner lady stormed over. "You are not permitted to leave your station during a sitting."
"I was just talking to these teachers."
"Hello," the Doctor waved. I eyed the woman suspiciously, feeling that something was off with her.
"He doesn't like the chips."
The woman looked almost offended by that. "The menu has been specifically designed by the headmaster to improve concentration and performance. Now, get back to work."
"See? This is me. Dinner lady."
"I'll have the crumble."
"Oh, and some chocolate cake," I piped with a laugh.
"I'm so going to kill you, the both of you," she replied with a smile, pointing a threatening finger at us. I looked up, seeing the head master looking down at the room, and stifled a shiver. Something about him, and some of the other teachers, gave me the creeps.
Getting up, I left the canteen. As I walked, I heard footsteps behind me. "It can't be that bad here."
"It's not. I just don't like schools. They remind me too much of prisons."
"School couldn't be that bad for you."
"Imagine being the weird girl, the outcast, for your entire school career. The bullying and all, school was the worst for me."
"Good thing you aren't in school anymore," he said with a smile. I nodded and we walked into the staff room.
I sat at a table while the Doctor spoke to another teacher. I listened, not really paying too much attention. "Yesterday, I had a twelve year old girl give me the exact height of the Walls of Troy… in cubits."
"And, it's ever since the new headmaster arrived?"
"Finch arrived three months ago. Next day, half the staff got flu. Finch replaced them with that lot, except for the teacher you replaced, and that was just plain weird, her winning the lottery like that."
"How exactly is that weird?" I questioned, glancing up at the men, mainly giving the Doctor a knowing look.
"She never played. Said the ticket was posted through her door at midnight. And the teacher you replaced, Ms. Tyler, we all saw him retiring but in the middle of the term?"
The Doctor gave me a thoughtful glance. "Hmm. The world is very strange." As he said that, the headmaster entered the room.
"Excuse me, colleagues. A moment of your time." I watched as the Doctor turned, his eyes almost glazed over. "May I introduce Miss Sarah Jane Smith. Miss Smith is a journalist who's writing a profile about me for the Sunday Times." I saw his lips turn up. "I thought it might be useful for her to get a view from the trenches, so to speak. Don't spare my blushes." With that the man left the room. I looked up at the Doctor to see him fondly smiling at the woman.
She spotted us, walking over with a smile of her own. "Hello."
"Oh, I should think so."
"And, you are?"
"Hm? Er, Smith. John Smith. This is Cerys Tyler."
"John Smith. I used to have a friend who sometimes went by that name."
"It's quite a common name," I replied with a small smile as I shook her hand.
"He was a very… uncommon man. Nice to meet you."
"Nice to meet you. Yes, very nice. More than nice. Brilliant." I chuckled at him, wishing I knew the story as to how he knew the woman.
"Er, so, er, have you worked here long?"
"No. Er, it's only our second day."
"Oh, you're new, then. So, what do you think of the school? I mean, this new curriculum? So many children getting ill. Doesn't that strike you as odd?"
"Sounds like you're doing a profile."
"Well, no harm in a little investigation while I'm here."
"No. Good for you." Miss Smith gave the Doctor another glance before walking away. The Doctor was grinning madly. "Good for you. Oh, good for you, Sarah Jane Smith."
"I take it you know her."
"She was a companion."
"I just met a companion of yours?" He nodded, his eyes a bit cautious. "That's great! I can't wait to talk to her some more."
"Really?"
"Yeah. She can tell me about all those adventures the two of you went on. It'll be fun."
"Right," the Doctor replied as we left.
Once the day had ended, Rose the Doctor and I returned to the Tardis. I was happy to change out of the professional attire and into my comfy jeans, combat boots, and oversized hoodie, with the leather jacket. I caught the Doctor staring at me a few times as we waited in the Tardis. When the school was empty of children, we slipped out of the Tardis and into the corridor where we met Mickey. He had entered the school only a few hours ago and waited in the Tardis with us.
"Oh, it's weird seeing school at night. It just feels wrong," Rose explained. "When I was a kid, I used to think all the teachers slept in school." I chuckled at her, earning a playful nudge.
"All right, team. Oh, I hate people who say team. Er, gang. Er, comrades. Anyway, Rose, go to the kitchen. Get a sample of that oil. Mickey, the new staff are all Maths teachers. Go and check out the Maths department. Cerys and I are going to look in Finch's office. Be back here in ten minutes," the Doctor said before he grabbed my arm and pulled me along with him before I could argue. It reminded me so much of the time we had dealt with Margaret… Blon, the Slitheen.
After a quick walk around, especially after hearing a bit of screeching, the Doctor pulled me back to the Tardis saying someone had seen it. I shot him a worried glance and let him lead the way back. As we reached, we saw a woman backing out of the storeroom it had been hidden in. I instantly recognized her as the Doctor's old companion. "Hello, Sarah Jane."
"It's you. Oh, Doctor. Oh my God, it's you, isn't it. You've regenerated."
"Yeah. Half a dozen times since we last met."
"You look… incredible." I groaned at the boost to his already enormous ego.
"So do you."
"Huh," she snorted, "I got old. What are you doing here?"
"Well, UFO sighting, school gets record results. I couldn't resist. What about you?"
"The same. I thought you'd died," she said, her face scrunching up. I could see tears starting to form as well. I wanted to comfort her but I couldn't, knowing that he needed to do so. Instead, I took a few steps away, giving them some privacy. While I had stepped away, I could still hear their conversation. "I waited for you and you didn't come back, and I thought you must have died."
"I lived. Everyone else died."
"What do you mean?"
"Everyone died, Sarah."
"I can't believe it's you," she said before there was a high-pitched scream.
"What about now?" I asked with a laugh.
She joined in. "Okay, now I can!"
As the three of us took off, we bumped into Rose, skidding to a stop. "Did you hear that?" She turned to Sarah Jane, looking her up and down. "Who's she?"
"Rose, Sarah Jane. Sarah Jane, Rose."
"Hi. Nice to meet you." Sarah Jane held out her hand for Rose to shake, the Doctor looking excited at them meeting but Rose not so much. "You can tell you're getting older. Your assistants are getting younger." He rubbed the back of his head as I barked out a laugh before mock glaring at her as she innocently smiled at me.
"We're not his assistants."
"No? Get you tiger."
The four of us found Mickey in a classroom breathing heavily. The cupboard behind him was open and he was scrambling to pick up small, clear packages. He turned when he heard us coming. "Sorry! Sorry, it was only me. You told me to investigate, so I started looking through some of these cupboards and all of these fell on me."
"Oh my God, they're rats. Dozens of rats. Vacuum packed rats."
"And you decided to scream?"
"It took me by surprise?"
"Like a little girl?"
"It was dark! I was covered in rats."
I tutted, shaking my head as I laughed at him. "I'm thinking nine year old girl. I can even see the pigtails and a pink frilly skirt," I teased.
The Doctor laughed along with me while Rose glared at me darkly, irritated. "Hello, can we focus? Does anyone notice anything strange about this? Rats in school?"
"Well, obviously they use them in Biology lessons. They dissect them. Or maybe you haven't reached that bit yet. How old are you?" I sobered up, seeing that the Doctor had as well. We watched the two with worried expressions, not knowing where this would lead.
"Excuse me, no one dissects rats in school anymore. They haven't done that for years. Where are you from, the dark ages?"
I rolled my eyes annoyed by the bickering. Some part of me probably felt that Rose felt the same way when the Doctor and I had our squabbles but this was something different. I didn't really understand why she had an issue with Sarah Jane. The Doctor, finally decided enough had been said and that nothing more should be said, took charge. "Anyway, moving on. Everything started when Mister Finch arrived. We should go and check his office." He tossed the rat in his hand at Mickey and pulled me with him as he walked out of the room, the others following closely.
We all walked to the office. Rose was glaring daggers at the woman. "I don't mean to be rude or anything-"
"Yes you do," I interrupted.
She rolled her eyes at me. "Who exactly are you?"
"Sarah Jane Smith. I used to travel with the Doctor."
The two women walked ahead of us. "Oh. Well he's never mentioned you."
"Oh, I must've done. Sarah Jane. Mention her all the time." He brought his hand up, rubbing his nose. I glanced at him and shook my head at his weak attempt. I couldn't help but feel that if Rose and I ever left, he'd never speak of us either.
"Hold on," Rose said, pretending to think. "Sorry. Never."
"What, not even once? He didn't mention me even once?" I watched Rose pull ahead of the woman and from her posture, I knew she felt as if she'd won.
I went and put a comforting arm on her shoulder. "It's probably because he doesn't want us to feel intimidated by the shoes we're filling. I'm pretty sure you were fantastic, one of his best companions." Sarah Jane smiled, taking a bit of comfort in my words.
"Ho, ho, mate. The missus and the ex. Welcome to every man's worst nightmare."
"Shut it, Mickey," I snapped before turning back to Sarah. Rose wasn't with the Doctor and the insinuation kind of brought up thoughts of inadequacy, that maybe Rose was better with him than I was.
When were outside Finch's office, the Doctor soniced the lock. "Maybe those rats were food."
"Food for what?"
The Doctor poked his head through the open door. "Rose, you know you used to think all the teachers slept in the school? Well, they do." We all looked up to see giant bats hanging from the ceiling.
"No way!" Mickey cried before he took off down the corridor. We all followed promptly, the Doctor taking the rear.
We stood out in the schoolyard for a while collecting our breaths. I was a bit shaken but I was more curious about the creatures and why they were at the school. "I am not going back in there. No way," Mickey said.
"Those were teachers."
"When Finch arrived, he brought with him seven new teachers, four dinner ladies and a nurse. Thirteen. Thirteen big bat people. Come on." The Doctor turned and started to walk back inside. I was dragged along since he still had a hold on my hand. Rose and Sarah Jane however, willingly followed him. While I was curious, I did not want to jump head first into anything without knowing what we were up against, something the Doctor seemed to constantly do to my dislike.
"Come on? You've got to be kidding!"
"I need the Tardis. I've got to analyse that oil from the kitchen."
"I might be able to help you there. I've got something to show you." We all followed Sarah Jane as she led us to the car park. Once at her car, she popped the boot, and the Doctor removed a green blanket from something, showing us a metal dog with satellites for ears.
"K9!" the Doctor said happily. "Rose Tyler, Cerys, and Mickey Smith, allow me to introduce K9. Well, K9 Mark Three to be precise."
"Why does he look so disco?"
"Oi! Listen, in the year five thousand, this was cutting edge," he retorted before turning his attention to Sarah Jane, "What's happened to him?"
"Oh, one day," she shrugged, "he just, nothing."
"Well, didn't you try and get him repaired?"
"Well, it's not like getting parts for a Mini Metro. Besides, the technology inside him could rewrite human science. I couldn't show him to anyone."
"Ooh, what's the nasty lady done to you, eh?" He rubbed the dog, scratching behind its ears and trying to get it to respond. He even took my hand and made me pet the thing.
"Look, no offence, but could you two just stop petting for a minute? Never mind the tin dog. We're busy."
"Quit it, Rose," I snapped, nudging her in the side as she glared at me but shut up. The Doctor shut the boot and the five of us getting in the car.
I am soooooo very sorry for the extremely late update. I have been going through some personal things and with working nights and sleeping during the day, I've had little to no time for writing. I actually had to rewrite this chapter because I wanted to add a bit more to it and at least attempt to throw in some Cerys/Doctor fluff because I kind of missed it, especially since the previous chapter had none of it. But for everyone who stood by the story, thank you so much. The same goes to my wonderful reviewers. I appreciate you all so much. But anyways, onto the reviews.
NicoleR85: So glad you loved the chapter. I felt bad for her too and the Doctor is so ugh but I can promise you that it will be getting much worse ;D
I'm-a-Klaus-addict: The feels are great and are only getting greater. Well of course you're creative and even if you're a little low on the creativity, keep on writing. It may not be amazing but I am completely sure that you can and will get those juices flowing full force. So yes, the Chameleon Arch, that is a big kicker and unfortunately, I can't answer the questions. It'll be revealed soon though. As for what the girl is, it's one part Time Lord, two parts old Who aliens ;)