After the night's talk and a bit of a few days to rest, making sure to visit a few places Martha wanted to go, we brought the Tardis round to Cardiff, Roald Dahl Plass to be exact. It instantly brought on memories of Rose and Jack and the Doctor's 9th incarnation. I smiled at the memories, reliving the good times we had the three of us. I thought specifically back to the Doctor and my first date, so to speak, minus Margaret there, and it was the last adventure we all had together before I had basically killed him. Jolted from my thoughts by the Doctor's hand taking mine and giving it a squeeze, I met his gaze from the captain's seat.

'You didn't kill me, Ceryssida. I willingly took it in to save you."

'Got our first kiss out of it.'

'That was not our first kiss.'

'First kiss since finding each other, Theta. Especially since YOU knew who I was.'

'Well then, I suppose it was.'

I smiled up at him and gently pushed him away, getting to my feet as I did so. Taking hold of his hand again,

"Cardiff."

"Cardiff?" Martha deadpanned, staring at us in disbelief.

"Yep. It's built on a rift in time and space, sort of like California and the San Andres Fault. Except, the rift bleeds raw energy. Every once in a while we need to open the engine and soak up that energy for fuel," I said, walking over to the monitor.

"So it's a pit stop."

"Exactly. Should only take twenty seconds. Interesting, the rift's been active." I shot him a concerned glance. Earth didn't really have the equipment to use the rift, hell, they barely knew about it. The fact that it had been active generally confused and worried me. There had to be something else going on, or someone who had knowledge on how to harness the rift energy.

"Wait a minute! They had an earthquake in Cardiff a couple years ago. Was that you?"

"Yep. Different faces, though. We had some trouble with the Slitheen."

"Long time ago. Lifetimes. I was a different man back then."

"Yeah. We both were different people. Barely got along, the two of us. We'd argue and then Rose would push us together since I was the only one who could talk sense into him."

"You still do that."

"Yeah. I suppose unconsciously, we were drawn to each other, although I didn't realize it, or how I felt until he regenerated."

"But you were married?"

I nodded. "I didn't know then. I was human. There was the attraction, but I didn't really know why. Nor did I really act on it."

He rushed to my side, flipping switches as he did so, closing the engines. "Right. Finito! All powered up." I glanced at him, seeing his attention was on the screen, his lips turned down in a slight frown. Immediately, I grew wary, knowing that whatever brought it on, was not something good. Going to his side, I looked to see Jack running towards us. As the Doctor pulled down a lever, setting the time rotor in motion, I punched his arm, extremely put off by what he was doing. There was also the shock there. I had thought Jack died on Satellite One. To see him making his way to us, I couldn't help but wonder exactly what happened that day. Suddenly, there was a bang and the console sparked, the ferocious jolts sending us to the floor.

"Whoa! What's that?"

"This is your fault, Doctor," I angrily spat as I stood and grabbed onto the console. His arm wound around my waist, holding me steady and keeping me from falling again. In my anger, I elbowed him in the stomach but he kept his arm around me, ignoring the pain since I knew I hit him hard enough.

"We're accelerating into the future- the year one billion. Five billion. Five trillion. Fifty trillion? What? The year one hundred trillion? That's impossible!"

"Why? What happens then?"

I grimaced. "The end of the universe, Martha."

The Tardis jolted to a stop and I pulled from the Doctor's arms and ran to the door, pushing against it. From the link I had with the Tardis, I knew the locked door was not her doing but that of the moron I married. Clenching my fists in an attempt to calm down, I turned and faced him. "Unlock the damn door."

"Well, we've landed," he said, ignoring me.

"Doctor… I am being very calm. Unlock the door."

Martha looked between us, cautious. She hadn't seen me cross with him and while he knew what to expect, she did not. For her sake, I did my best to keep my anger under some form of control. It was taking everything in my power to do so but it was shocking just how calm I was. "Er, so what's out there?"

"I don't know."

"Oh. Say that again. That's rare."

"If he doesn't open this door he'll never say it again, at least not with that mouth." He gulped and nodded pressing a button on the console. With another glare at him, and uttering a few choice words, I pushed against the door again and it opened, letting me out.

It was dark out and from a quick glance at the sky, I realised that there were no stars… that they had all died. Sighing, I took in the rest of my surroundings, gasping when I saw Jack lying unconscious on the ground just a few feet away from the Tardis. Without much thought, I quickly raced to his side, dropping to the ground and putting his head on my lap, stroking his hair as I waited for him to come round. From the moment I saw Jack, I couldn't help but feel something radiating from him. It was like he was something wrong, at least to the universe. The more I thought about it, the more he seemed as if he were something extremely definite, something that was a fixed point. While everything within me told me he was wrong, I couldn't help but ignore it. He was Jack, the man I'd confided in so many nights when neither of us could sleep, the one who, when Rose wasn't available, knew practically all my secrets. Deep in my thoughts, I barely registered that the two followed me out until I heard Martha's voice. "Oh my God!" I glanced up as Martha knelt beside me and checked his neck. "Can't get a pulse." Our friend looked up at the Doctor, seeming to realise something. "Hold on. You've got that medical kit thing." She ran back inside and the Doctor came over.

"Hello again. Oh, I'm sorry."

With one look at Jack, I turned my head away, keeping the comforting stroke of his hair. Guilt coursed through me as I did so; I tried to combat the thoughts but they were too strong. I couldn't help but feel responsible for his current condition, for the life he was forced to live. It was my fault. I was terrified he would hate me, for abandoning him, for leaving him in the state he ended up in. I didn't want him to, but I would understand if he did. "We did this to him, Rose and me?"

"Don't start, Rys."

"But it's the truth. Do you think he'll hate me?" I whispered, the dread that he would making itself known.

Before the Doctor could reply, Martha returned with the kit and knelt down beside us. "Here we go. Get out the way!" She pushed the Doctor aside, hurrying to the man in my arms. I refused to let him go and she seemed to realise it. She didn't bother to say a word to me as she did her work, Martha Jones the medical student taking over as she did so. It was one of the things I liked about her; she was always level-headed in stressful situations. It helped to keep others collected enough when in danger. "It's a bit odd, though. Not very hundred trillion. That coat's more like World War Two."

"He came with us."

"How do you mean? From Earth?"

"Must have been clinging to the outside of the Tardis. All the way through the vortex. Well, that's very him."

"What, do you know him?"

"Friend of ours- used to travel with us… back in the old days."

"But he's… I'm sorry, there's no heartbeat. There's nothing. He's dead." Jack gasped and reached up, grabbing Martha who screamed out in terror. I couldn't blame her; she wasn't expecting the man she pronounced dead just seconds earlier to actually wake up. "Oh, so much for me! It's all right. Just breathe deep. I've got you."

"Captain Jack Harkness. And who are you?" he questioned, caressing her chin a bit. I rolled my eyes at him. Even coming back from death and the man was still an enormous flirt. Then again, I wouldn't want my ex-Time Agent friend any other way. It wouldn't sit right with me.

"Martha Jones."

"Nice to meet you, Martha Jones."

"Oh, don't start."

"I was only saying hello."

"I don't mind," Martha replied with a wide smile. As usual, his pheromones were practically impossible to resist and Martha was falling under his spell hard and fast.

Jack ignored him and smirked at my black haired friend. When he finally averted his eyes, they met mine. "And who are you?"

I could hear the Doctor mentally calling out vulgarities as the man gave me his thousand watt smile. If it had been any other day, any other time, I would have loved to play along, but I was too cheerful and worried to the fact that he was alive, that he was in front of me… well laying on my lap, and that there was a possibility that he might not be happy with me at all. "Not with her, Jack."

"Why not? Her look is very… dominatrix. I like, no love, it." I rolled my eyes at him as Martha helped him up. I stood, brushing off my pants and going over to the Doctor, taking his hand. Jack watched the action, a frown plastered on his lips. For whatever reason, he was unhappy about the Doctor and me holding hands. I pondered it for a while before realising he didn't know I was Cerys. He must have thought the Doctor moved on and forgot about me to some degree. "Doctor," the man said harshly.

"Captain."

"Good to see you."

"And you, same as ever. Although…have you had work done?" He motioned to his face and I chuckled a bit. It did seem as if Jack had gotten something done, but it was nothing too drastic, much to my content. I was glad for that. I would never forgive him if he did something major, something that left him unrecognisable.

"You can talk," Jack replied, slightly offended.

"Oh yes, the face. Regeneration. How did you know this was me?"

"The police box kind of gives it away. I've been following you for a long time. You abandoned me." I turned to the Doctor, glaring at him. That was something I didn't know about. I thought Jack had died that day. Obviously seeing him told me he hadn't but I was curious as to how exactly he was alive and how he got away from Satellite One.

"Did I? Busy life. Moving on." I slapped his abdomen, much to Jack and Martha's amusement, although, Jack's quickly faded.

"Just got to ask- the Battle of Canary Wharf. I saw the list of the dead. I- It said Rose and Cerys Tyler."

"Oh, no! Sorry, Rose's alive."

"And Cerys? You never let her out of your sight. Held onto her with everything you had. She- she's all right, right?"

"Still does," Martha muttered under her breath, not that Jack seemed to hear.

I smiled, released the Doctor's hand and walked over to him, wrapping my arms around his middle, causing the man to hold his hand up in surprise. While I wasn't much shorter than him before, in my current body, I was a lot shorter than him, my head barely reaching his chin. "Hey there stud."

He placed his arms on my shoulder and pushed me back a bit, examining me. A smile crept on his face as he did so. From our time together, that was what I took to calling him after a certain adventure and it just stuck. It also seemed to irritate the Doctor to no end, which made it worthwhile for Jack. He always loved getting under his skin. "You're kidding!"

"Cerys?"

"Yep."

"But how?"

"I'm a Time Lady. I changed my biology to human a while after the war and ended up on Earth. But, er, I'm the one who married that idiot."

Jack whipped his head between the Doctor and me. "Married? Wait, what?"

"It was centuries ago," I answered with the wave of a hand.

"473 years ago." I gawped at the Doctor, beaming like a moron that he knew the exact amount of years, especially considering I only remembered it was a while over 450 years. It was nice that he remembered exactly how long it had been, even if the early years weren't the greatest.

"What?"

"Yeah. But Rose's safe in a parallel world. Mickey and mum are there too."

"Oh, yes!" Jack hugged me again, this time picking me up and twirling me before going to hug the Doctor. As I watched, I couldn't help but feel a slight tingling wash over me, like there was something wrong, not just with the place, but with Jack. Shaking it off, I put on a smile, knowing Jack wasn't what I remembered him to be, but not wanting to believe that even though he was human still, he was something more as well.

"Don't you kiss him, Jack. Those lips are mine." Just to spite me though, he did just what I asked him not to. I playfully punched his arm before pulling him away from the Doctor and Martha. I wanted to speak with him in private, away from prying ears. "I'm sorry we left you. I- I didn't even know." Tears began to fall from my eyes. I was extremely happy to see him, but the guilt was unbearable. "I heard the Daleks… I heard them kill you."

"What happened?"

"After he sent Rose away, we heard you die. The Daleks were going to kill us but she came back. She took in the heart of the Tardis. I tried to save her but, I made matters worse, the energy transferring to me. The Doctor… he took it from me and it… killed him. I killed him."

"No, that man loves you. I bet if he had a second go, he'd do it again. But tell me, how did you get like," he gestured to my new appearance, "this?"

"Yeah, um… after Rose was taken to the parallel world, I felt I didn't have any reason to be alive… I was mainly staying for her and mum." I answered truthfully, wiping away my tears.

"Don't tell me you…" I looked away from him, silently answering his question. "So Time Lady?"

"Before I made myself human, I knew it was a possibility so I put a failsafe on my bracelet. In all aspects, I succeeded. That part of me is dead… for the most part." Jack sighed and pulled me into a bone-crushing hug. When he released me, I glanced up at him, worry coursing through me as I went to ask the one thing that had plagued me from the moment I saw him. "So you're not cross with me?"

"No. I'm just glad your both alive."

"Thank you, Jack."

"Loving the lace and leather by the way. Very sexy." I chuckled, tossing in a comment about the Doctor loving it too and gaining a cheeky grin from my friend before we both joined the two. Taking the Doctor's hand, the four of us began to walk through the dark terrain, Jack telling Martha the story of how we met and separated. "So there I was, stranded in the year two hundred one hundred, ankle deep in Dalek dust, and he goes off without me. But I had this." He held up his arm, showing off his Vortex Manipulator. "I used to be a Time Agent. It's called a vortex manipulator. He's not the only one who can time travel."

"Oh, excuse me. That is not time travel. It's like, I've got a sports car and you've got a space hopper."

"Oh ho! Boys and their toys," Martha laughed.

"All right, so I bounced. I thought 21st century- the best place to find the Doctor. Except that I got it a little wrong. Arrived in 1869. This thing burnt out, so it was useless."

"Told you."

"I had to live through the entire twentieth century, waiting for a version of you that would coincide with me. Oh, and by the way, you're welcome." I glanced at him confused. "For the flat, 1969."

I stared at him, dumbstruck. "How'd you even know about that?"

"Got a visit from a friend of yours. Didn't disclose much info but she did say you'd be needing a place."

"What friend? How could anyone have known?"

"She said you'd ask that, Cerys. Told me to tell you 'spoilers'." I grumbled at the word. For the most part, I was incredibly irritated that the woman seemed to know so much about me that she knew what I would say. Whoever she was, I obviously trusted her enough, but it was still annoying not having answers.

"But wait a minute, that makes you more than one hundred years old."

"And lookin' good, don't you think?" he chuckled. "So, I went to the time rift, based myself there, 'cause I knew you'd come back to refuel. Until finally I get a signal on this, detecting you, and here we are."

"But the thing is, how come you left him behind, Doctor?"

"I was busy."

"Is that what happens, though, seriously? Do you just get bored with us one day and disappear?"

"Not if you're blonde or Cerys."

"Oh, she was blonde? What a surprise!" Martha teased.

"Actually, I wouldn't let him leave Rose behind, her being my sister and all," I interjected, coming to the Doctor's defence.

"You two! We're at the end of the universe, all right? Right at the edge of knowledge itself, and you're busy… blogging! Come on." The Doctor stormed off and I shrugged at them, knowing why he was upset and being glad that he was.

"Rose is a sore topic for me, that's all." The pair nodded, Jack understanding more than anything before we followed after my idiot husband. Reaching him, we found ourselves on the edge of a cliff. Glancing over the verge, we saw what looked to be an underground city of some sort.

"Is that a city?"

"City or a hive or a nest or a conglomeration. Like it was grown. But look. There. It's like… pathways, roads. Must have been some sort of life. Long ago."

"What killed it?"

"Time. Just time. Everything's dying now. All the great civilizations have gone. This isn't just night. All the stars have burned up and faded away… into nothing."

"They must have an atmospheric shell. We should be frozen to death."

"Well, Martha and I, maybe. Rys can withstand even the most extreme temperatures. Not so sure about you, Jack." I jabbed him in the rib for his comment. There was no way I was going to allow him to be rude to one of my closest friends. Jack, seeing my action, dipped his head in thanks. The Doctor grabbed hold on my elbow and pulled me in front of him, his chin resting atop my head.

"What about the people? Does no one survive?

"I suppose… we have to hope life will find a way."

"Well, he's not doing too bad," Jack said, pointing to a man racing through the terrain, pursued by a group of savage like people.

"Human!" a voice cried, followed by growls and chants.

"Is it me, or does that look like a hunt? Come on!" The four of us took off, running to the man.

Jack barked out a laugh, catching my attention. With a quick glance in his direction, I saw a large smile plastered on his face. "Oh, I've missed this!" We finally met up with the man and Jack grabbed onto him. "I've got you."

"They're coming! They're coming!" Jack pulled out his revolver and aimed it at the man's pursuers.

"Jack, don't you dare!" The Doctor ordered. Jack looked back at me and I shook my head. I really didn't want to be around another gun and it would have been so much worse that Jack would be shooting one. Groaning, he fired into the air, the noise causing the mob to stop in their tracks, most likely in fear.

"Oh! What the hell are they?"

"There's more of them. We've got to keep going!"

"I've got a ship nearby. It's safe. It's not far. It's over there," the Doctor said as he pointed to were the Tardis was, showing that a mass of the man's pursuers had gathered on the cliff and blocked our path. "Or maybe not."

"We're close to the silo. If we get to the silo, then we're safe!"

"Silo?"

"Silo."

"Silo for me."

"Shut up and run, you idiots!" Listening to me, and seeing that the people/creatures were gaining on us, the four of them ran after me. The beings quickly took off after us, some managing to make it a few feet behind us. Seeing that Martha had begun to slow down, I reached back and grabbed her hand, pulling her along with me. I refused to lose someone to those creatures, especially Martha.

As we approached the silo gates, which just seemed to be metal chain link with spiralled barbed wire on top, the man with us began to yell, alerting the men who stood guard. "It's the Futurekind! They're coming! Open the gate!"

The guard came to the meshed gate and aimed his gun at us as we reached, his weapon primed and ready. His gaze was hardened and showed no ounce of mercy. He was basically mothing but a soldier trying to protect the people. "Show me your teeth! Show me your teeth! Show me your teeth!"

"Show him your teeth!" We all smiled, grimaced, whatever that would give the man a good glimpse of our choppers. Once he seemed to be satisfied, he lowered the gun and nodded to the other guards.

"Human! Let them in! Let them in!" The metal gates were opened and the five of us quickly rushed in. "Close! Close! Close!" the guard ordered as he fired his machine gun at the ground before the group of hunters as they drew too close.

The leader, or who seemed to be the leader, of the group stepped forward, pointing at us. "Humans. Humani. Make feast."

"Go back to where you came from. I said, go back. Back!"

"Oh, don't tell him to put his gun down," Jack grumbled.

"He's not my responsibility."

"And I am? Huh, that makes a change." I patted Jack's arm, silently apologizing to him. I could understand his disdain for the Doctor but I really didn't want Jack to fire his gun, not while with us. It was just something that made me feel incredibly uncomfortable. He just smiled and wrapped an arm around my shoulder until the Doctor pulled me from him. "That wasn't very nice."

"My wife."

"Shut up, the both of you," I smirked, moving over to Martha instead. I placed a hand on her arm, breaking her gaze from the Futurekind as they seemed to be called. After a quick exchange of words, I came to the conclusion that she was all right for the most part.

"Kind watch you. Kind hungry." With a yell, the group turned and walked away.

"Thanks for that."

"Right. Let's get you inside." We followed the soldier, the man we had ultimately rescued walking side by side with him.

"My name is Padrafet Shafecane. Tell me- just tell me- can you take me to Utopia?"

"Oh yes, sir. Yes, I can."

As we entered into the silo, the Doctor described what the Tardis looked like to another guard. Sure, a big blue box sitting in the middle of an otherwise deserted area should give some hint, but with the Tardis' perception filter, those who really didn't know of it, or what to look for, would probably never see or just ignore her. As the Doctor did that, Jack, Martha, and I went off to the side, examining our current surrounding. "It looks like a box, a big blue box. I'm sorry, but I really need it back. It's stuck out there."

Before the man could reply to the Doctor, the man we'd rescued spoke up. "I'm sorry, but my family were heading for the silo. Did they get here? My mother is Kistane Shafecane. My brother's name is Beltone."

"The computers are down, but you can check the paperwork. Creet!" A young boy with curly blond hair and big blue eyes peeked out from around a corner at the sound of his name. "Passenger needs help."

The boy walked over with a clipboard. "Right. What do you need?" Padra went over to him, looking down the lists.

"A blue box, you said?"

"Big, tall, wooden, says 'Police'."

"We're driving out for the last water collection. I'll see what I can do."

"Thank you."

"Come on." We looked down to see that the young boy standing in front of us ready to lead us on.

"Sorry, but how old are you?" Martha questioned. Like Rose, she seemed to forget that time periods were different and that with things being completely different, it was bound to be some things that didn't really coincide with her time.

"Old enough to work," the boy smartly replied. "This way." Shrugging our shoulders, we followed after him.

As we walked down the people littered corridors, I couldn't help but notice the walls were covered in pictures, mostly loved ones who might have been lost. I felt a small shudder run through my back. It felt like the war again, seeing the people huddled together and worried that their loved ones had been killed or missing. Before Rassilon had taken me, I was like them, huddled in a corner of the room with Kiere, waiting for news on the Doctor, and after Kiere had been taken, him as well, although, that completely changed once I was taken. Once Rassilon had broken me, I didn't care about anyone; I actually forgot all about the Doctor and Kiere. It wasn't until Arcadia did I feel anything, when I saw young children running, crying, and huddling together in an attempt to stay safe, to stay alive. Gathering my breath, I felt the Doctor take my hand and give a reassuring squeeze.

"Kistane Shafecane. Kistane Shafecane. Kistane and Biltone Shafecane? We're looking for a Kistane and Beltone Shafecane."

"The Shafecanes, anyone? Kistane from Red Falls Five? My name's Padra."

"Anyone? Kistane and Beltone Shafecane! Anyone know the Shafecane family? Anyone called Shafecane?"

"It's like a refugee camp."

"It's stinking!" Jack exclaimed before met the eyes of a very put off man. "Oh, sorry. No offence. Not you."

"Don't you see, though? The ripe old smell of humans. You survived! Oh, you might've spent a million years evolving into clouds of gas, and another million as downloads, but you always revert to the same basic shape, the fundamental humans."

"Kristane Shafecane."

"End of the universe, and here you are. Indomitable- that's the word. Indomitable! Ha!"

"Someone's excited," I muttered. He nudged me before placing a quick kiss atop my head.

"Is there a Kristane Shafecane?"

A woman stood. "That's me."

"Mother?"

"Oh my God. Padra." The man we rescued ran to his mother, taking her in a hug.

"Beltone?"

"It's not all bad news."

A young man stood and Jack shook his hand. "Captain Jack Harkness. And who are you?" I chuckled and rolled my eyes but let the man have his fun. If there was one thing that could be said about Jack, it was that he was the universe's biggest flirt and it rarely did any harm to let him have a go… when supervised of course.

"Stop it." The Doctor groaned. Jack let go of the man's hand and walked over to the door we were at. "Give us a hand with this. It's half deadlocked. See if you can overwrite to code. Let's find out where we are." Together, Jack and the Doctor opened the door that turned out to be part way up a giant rocket. Jack quickly grabbed onto the Doctor before he fell in.

"Gotcha."

"Thanks."

"How did you cope without me?"

"I have Rys."

Martha stared at the shuttle in awe. "Now that is what I call a rocket."

"They're passengers, not refugees," I stated.

"He said they were going to Utopia."

"The perfect place. Hundred trillion years, it's the same old dream. You recognize those engines?" I shook my head.

"Nope. Whatever it is, it's not rocket science. But it's hot, though."

"Boiling," the Doctor agreed before the three of them moved out of the doorway and closed the door. "But if the universe is falling apart, what does 'Utopia' mean?" the Doctor mused as two men approached us. The older was short and stout with white hair while the younger had thick black chin length hair, a slender frame and ice coloured eyes that reminded me of my first incarnation. There was something about him, something that seemed eerily familiar, like I should know who he was. I tried to reach out with my mind, but hit nothing but a wall. Shaking my head and ridding myself from the beginning of a headache, I sighed and watched the pair approach us.

"The Doctor?" he asked, his attention on Jack. The look on the Doctor's face caused me to chuckle a bit. He was so full of himself that Jack being mistaken for him seemed to put him off some. My laughter caused the younger man to briefly glance at me.

Jack pointed to the Doctor. "That's me."

"Oh, good! Good! Good. Good. Good. Good. Good. Good. Good. Good."

"It's good apparently," he said as he was pulled away, grabbing onto my hand in the process.

After a relatively short walk, we reached a room that resembled a laboratory, at least that's what the equipment indicated. The older man had quickly dragged the Doctor to one of the various machines while the younger one leaned against the far wall, observing. A blue insect like female approached Jack, Martha, and I with a smile as the man chattered on with the Doctor, who was soaking in all the information he could get. It wasn't very often that we were surrounded by friendly faces when landing and to know that the old man wanted help, made everything better. "Chan, welcome, tho." I smiled at her, giving her a slight nod. Walking past the three, I joined the Doctor and the older man. I wanted to get the most I could as well. But in the small room, I heard everything that was being said.

"Now, this is the gravitissimal accelerator. It's past its best but, it works."

"Chan, welcome, tho."

"And over here is the footprint impellor system. Now, do you know anything about end-time gravity mechanics?"

"Hello. Who are you?" Martha asked.

"Chan, Chantho, tho."

"But we can't get it to harmonise!"

"Captain Jack Harkness."

"Stop it."

"Oh, leave him be," I chuckled before walking over to Jack.

"Can't I say hello to anyone?"

"Of course you can, stud."

"Chan, I do not protest, tho."

"Maybe later, Blue." I nudged him but he ruffled my hair and moved over to the Doctor and the older man. "So, what have we got here?"

Martha and I followed. While she looked utterly confused, I was able to understand majority of what was said. "This all feeds into the rocket?"

"Yeah, except without a stable footprint, you see, we'll never achieve escape velocity. If only we could harmonise the five impact patterns and unify them, well, we might yet make it. What do you think, Doctor? Any ideas?"

"Well, er, basically… sort of… not a clue."

"Nothing?"

"I'm not from around these parts. I've never seen a system like it. Sorry."

"No, no. I'm sorry. It's my fault. There's been so little help." I smiled sadly at the old man. It did seem as if help might be hard to find, but he seemed to have Chantho at his side, someone who seemed to offer him a great deal of aid. It was good enough for him and while we had no idea what things were and how to help, we would do our best.

25/01/2015

Hello all. So, two weeks later and I am finally updating. So sorry for not updating in a while. Been busy and all. Oh, and I'm doing something different because I'm a tad lazy and I also want to keep the suspense going. So, these next three chapters will be broken down into six. But yeah, I don't have much to really say except for thanks for all the reviews, follows, and favourites. I really appreciate it. And now, onto the reviews.

NicoleR85: So glad you enjoyed it. Ah, the Master and Cerys will be... interesting. Donna is almost here. It is definitely going to be something. And I can't wait for River to join the group. I'm counting down to her.

Takara Matsudaira: Yay, glad you liked it. As long as it's cool with you. Haha, I'm fine with waiting. To answer your question, yep. It is her academy name. But only the Doctor's allowed to call her by the full name. She normally just goes by Cerys and Rys. I can't tell you her Gallifreyan name. It's a secret ;). It must never be known. Sorry this is short. Rushing so that my friend and I can go see some friends.

Jasmine- The True Believer: So glad you like it. Here goes another one. Sorry it is a tad late.