Wally ran outside and found Eva struggling against the powerful Cyberman.

"Hold on, Eva!" he shouted as he sped towards them.

The Cyberman had just released another beam of red heat from its eyes. Eva saw it coming and attempted to dodge. Wally sped toward the Cyberman, which was floating no more than ten feet above his friend. The blast was too quick for her, but Wally had just enough time. He tackled Eva, and both of them fell just in time to dodge the blast of heat. Wally wasted no time in springing to his feet. The Cyberman descended from the air and landed right in front of him. Before the creature could make another move, Wally immediately started running around the Cyberman in a circle.

Eva staggered to her feet and watched as Wally continued to run faster around the Cyberman, punching it in every direction that he could in order to weaken it. The Cyberman clenched both of its hands together and swung at the red blur that was Wally, sending him flying into Eva.

Wally staggered to his feet and checked on Eva. Not good. She wasn't moving. Wally lightly slapped her, trying to wake her up. She started murmuring, much to his relief. He heard the mechanical whirling of the Cyberman as it stomped toward them. The creature was preparing another blast of heat. Wally rushed towards it and slammed his fists into its chests with incredible speed. The Cyberman fell flat on its back, and remained motionless. Eva took a breath. She was starting to recover.

As she stood up, quickly regaining her lost strength and stamina, she smiled at Wally. He had saved her once again.

"Thanks." She said happily.

Wally gave her a thumbs-up and breathed a sigh of relief.

A sudden mechanical whirling noise caused him to whip around and clench his fists for another round. The Cyberman stood back up on its feet, and its armor was barely dented. Wally groaned in frustration. Eva stood at the ready, with her feet apart and fists ready for action.

"I've got an idea!" exclaimed Wally.

Without another word, he decided to try running again. Eva leapt into the air and landed both of her feet directly onto the Cyberman's head. It didn't crush the creature, but now that she was about to be in the eye this storm that he was going to create, Wally had the time he needed to build more momentum.

This was going to be fun. As Wally resumed creating a whirlwind, Eva slammed her fists into the creature with every last bit of force she had left. Her fists were slow, but the dents in the Cyberman's armor were proof enough that they were doing some damage, finally.

As the sun of the over-city shone down onto them, Eva felt herself being rejuvenated. It was as if she was soaking in the rays of sunlight. She could feel herself regaining her strength. No, it was more. She was getting stronger. The whirlwind was rapidly growing stronger, and both Eva and the Cyberman were being lifted into the air. Eva struggled but managed to regain her sense of balance, positioning herself at a perfect place to slam her fists into the face of the Cyberman. Wally, using the momentum he had built, leapt high into the air.

"Now! Together!" he yelled, fists at the ready.

With a deafening shout, the two of them slammed straight into the Cyberman. There was a huge dent in the metal surface that blocked the motorway from the over-city. The Cyberman, on its back and heavily damaged, started to shoot sparks out of each injury it had taken over the course of the fight. After a few seconds of struggling and shorting out, the Cyberman ceased moving. Eva noticed a dark circular shaped area on the creature's back. Reasoning that it was some sort of energy-receiver, she dug her hand into the Cyberman's back and ripped out the mechanical components and wiring in that area.

"How did you know about that?" asked Wally. "That it received its energy from sunlight?"

"I dunno." Eva replied. "I just guessed."

"Huh."

"I don't get it." Said Eva, standing over the lifeless creature. "It's a different color, definitely different metal."

"That's because it's a modified Cyberman, used by one of my enemies." Said Wally.

"Wait a minute. You mean you recognize this thing?"

Wally nodded. "Yes. It's from my timeline. My universe. But- how did it even get here? They were all supposed to be gone."

"I think we should get back to the Doctor." Eva said to him worried.

"I think you're right."


The Doctor had been busy grabbing all the necessary wires and cables he needed for rescuing the people of the undercity. He flipped a giant switch nearby with excitement. He had done it!... Well, he thought so anyway, right up until everything around him started shorting out and losing power.

"No. No No!" shouted the Doctor.

"Doctor.." said the Face of Boe.

"Don't."

"I give you my last…" The Face of Boe painfully exerted his radiant life force, all which remained, in order to power the equipment that the Doctor had worked on. There was a brief feeling of relief and hope as the prison which had sealed the people below had started to open. The Doctor wasted no time in finding the broadcasting equipment he needed in order to reach not just his friends, but all of the drivers below.

"Greetings, all you wonderful drivers of the motorway!" He began quite cheerfully. "I am the Doctor, and yes, I'm real. This isn't a hologram you're talking to! Look above you. You see that? That's the sky. That's the sun! Drive up! I'll say it again. Drive up! The path is open, all you need to do is go!"

The instant he finished, he looked outside and watched as a massive flock of cars flew out of the motorway like bats out of a cave. The Doctor could hardly contain his excitement. He had just finished freeing the undercity and commanding all of the drivers on the motorway to drive upwards. His joy at having saved an entire populace was cut short once he heard his old friend's gasps for air once again.

"No." said the Doctor, turning to face his dying friend.

The glass that had encased the Face of Boe suddenly shattered. The Doctor ran to his side, never minding the broken glass around him. There had to be some way to save him. Anything. He had already lost so much. His home. His people. His Rose. Frantically, he searched his thoughts for some sort of miracle "Doctor" moment that only he could provide. That moment when everything seems hopeless, but then the Doctor saves the day with some sort of ingenious spur of the moment idea.

"No." he realized. "Not this time. Not today."

He and Novice Hame knelt by his side, neither of them ready to say goodbye.

"Doctor.." wheezed the Face of Boe.

"I'm here, old friend."

"D-Doctor." He breathed heavily. "The time has come for me to tell you."

He gasped for air again, and his eyes began to roll back.

The Doctor put his hands on the Face, as his way of holding onto his dying friend for just a little longer.

"Stay with me." Pleaded the Doctor. "Stay awake!"

The Face blinked slowly and fixed his gaze on the Doctor.

"Time has been rewritten. Is being rewritten." He said weakly. "-and Must be rewritten again."

The Doctor's eyes never left his friend. "I don't understand." he said, confused.

"I have seen so much, Doctor. I know of your journey, for I have been there."

The Face of Boe took a deep breath, and thought carefully of his last words. He had only moments of life left.

"Doctor… My secret. My message to you."

"You don't need to tell me anything! Just stay with me!"

"You are the key, old friend. It all…depends on you."

"What? I-I don't…"

"But know this. You…are not...alone."

The Doctor remained silent, his focus was fully fixed on his old friend. He didn't even notice the fact that Wally and Eva had entered the abandoned building. The two quietly waited beside Novice Hame, not wanting to divert the Doctor's attention away from the final moments of an old friend.

"You…are never…alone."

With a final exhalation, the immortal Face of Boe, the Doctor's old friend, had finally passed. Novice Hame could not contain her grief, and began sobbing with her face in her hands. Eva and Wally remained silent. The Doctor closed his eyes, containing his grief, his internal devastation. He felt that emptiness once again. He hated it when his friends left him, but it was even worse when he had to watch them die. Every time he was reminded of how fragile life was, except for his own. The immortal Time Lord. The last of his kind. What did it matter? What good is eternity when you are always doomed to spend it alone?

Wally gently placed his hand on the Doctor's right shoulder, still not saying a word. Eva knelt beside him, placing her hands on his left shoulder. The Doctor slowly opened his eyes and lifted his head. A single tear escaped his face as he felt the last words of his old friend sink in. He was right, the Doctor felt.

It was with this ever faint, but growing, flow of hope and comfort that the Doctor stood up tall alongside Wally and Eva.

"Let's go." He said softly. "We have work to do."

Wally nodded, cracking a smile. It seemed that the Doctor was finally beginning to accept his mission, his part in this master plan. Perhaps, things really can be fixed. The Doctor led the way back to the TARDIS, his hands clenched into fists of determination. Something, someone, had messed with time, with the way life was meant to unfold; the way his life was meant to unfold. He didn't like that one bit. If it all had to do with Eva and Wally, then he figured it was time to start trusting them.


The three of them returned to the TARDIS, exhausted. Wally had told the Doctor about their encounter with this "Super Cyberman", but left out the part about him recognizing it. The Doctor simply told him that their experience with the Cyberman was interesting, but said nothing more. It was clear to Wally that he wanted to be alone, at least for a little while. Wally left him and returned to his own room.

Later that evening, The Doctor was working underneath the console, performing routine maintenance before heading out for their next trip. He had to keep working to keep his mind from spiraling downward into depression, into darkness. He had to stay busy, goofy, and smiling.

Wally was in his room, sitting on the bed and rummaging through his backpack. He pulled out a special golden colored jewel case. Within it contained the last message of his friend and trusted ally. As Wally removed his mask, he sighed and gazed at the jewel case. His mind began to flash back to his universe and the people so dear to him that he missed.

He shed tears as he thought of Linda and the kids, Bart, Barry, the League, everyone. Oh, how he missed all of them, even the Rouges. He reminisced the days when he was protecting Keystone City, running alongside his hero and best friend Barry Allen. He remembered Bart. Oh Lord. There was a trial of patience if there ever was one. Bart was called Impulse a long time ago, and there was a reason. Wally let out a chuckle as he thought about how much Bart had grown. He was proud of the boy. Perhaps he should have said it one last time.

These memories were beginning to bear down on him as they shifted from warm echoes of the distant past, into haunting ghosts that were chasing him. He closed his eyes, and took a deep breath in order to calm himself down.

"There's not much time left…" said that familiar Scottish voice.

Wally could hear himself screaming back at that moment. "There's gotta be another way!"

"I believe in all of you. You can do this."

"No! NO!"

"Don't worry." Said that voice. "All will be well."

The sound of a massive explosion snapped Wally back to reality.

There was no explosion, it was just a flashback. As tragic as it was for him to relive those moments, it made him come to a realization. Perhaps it was time to tell the Doctor everything. To hell with trying not to damage the timeline at this point! All that mattered now was to save his world, his home.

Wally changed into a red T-shirt and blue jeans, and walked to the console room. He was surprised to find the Doctor standing there, facing him as if he was waiting for Wally to come.

"Doctor." He began.

"I've been wondering when you'd come around, Wally." Said the Doctor in a cold manner of speech. "Or should I say…Flash?"

Wally sighed. "You're right, Doc. I am The Flash, okay?"

The Doctor dropped his hands into his coat pockets, and motioned for Wally to come closer. Once Wally sped up just about a three feet from the Doctor's face, he handed the Doctor his ring.

"My costume's in here." He said calmly.

"Yeah." Said the Doctor. "I read a little about you in the library. Well, online."

"Look, I'm sorry that I haven't been completely honest with you."

Wally crossed his arms, clearly uncomfortable with the discussion that he knew he needed to have.

"Please understand." He continued. "It's not that I didn't trust you. It's just that, I was too afraid. I was afraid of ruining everything. Your future, Eva's future, and mine."

"Why?" asked the Doctor.

"Because everything we do here in the present will determine the fate of not just my universe, but yours as well."

The Doctor lowered his head and sighed.

"Wally, I need you to be honest with me. You're proposing that I have to mentor Eva and this somehow will save our universes. Now if you think I'm buying that story about her becoming some great hero and that somehow miraculously fixes everything, then you'd best think again."

"You're right." Said Wally. "I left a few things out. Actually, I left a lot out."

"Tell me." Said the Doctor, sternly. "No more games, Wally. No more half-truths. If we're going to save the universe, then you can't keep secrets from me."

Wally shook his head in agreement. "All right." He said. "We work together, as a team. As we should have done from the beginning."

The Doctor turned around and began fiddling with the controls once again.

"Wally could you pull that switch over there, please?" he asked, pointing to his right.

"Sure."

As Wally pulled the switch, the Doctor started twisting some random knob that was part of the console. Wally never understood how the Doctor could fly such a contraption. The whole control system looked like a heaping mess of levers, switches and random knobs to him.

"Hey, Flash." Said the Doctor.

Wally looked up.

"I'm glad I don't have to do this alone."

"Doc," said Wally, crossing his arms and leaning on the console. "You're never alone."


Thanks to uh...a Guest for the "Super Cyberman" tidbit in the reviews. I thought it was kinda neat so I used it for this chapter. I'm currently writing the next chapter, which will reveal more of the big mystery behind Wally's timeline. Please R/R. Any Criticism or suggestions welcome. =)