A / N: We now come back to Rose, who is facing the Judoon. . .

DISCLAIMER: OobieMcRuby does not own the Doctor. Oh, how she does wish she did. . .


Standing stock-still, Rose turned to face the Judoon.

Using the voice Mickey had dubbed the "I-know-you're-an-alien-so-just-shut-up-and-listen" voice, Rose glared at the Judoon, taking her anger at the Doctor out on them.

"Now listen, Judoon. I know who you are looking for. It's a woman who calls herself Florence Finnegan."

With no regard for politeness, the leader Judoon shoved it's scanner into Rose's face. "Human," it stated, until it's machine made a different noise.

"Wait," it commanded, "Non-human trace suspected. Non-human element confirmed."

The surrounding Judoon took their guns from their sheaths, and pointed them in the direction the leader had pushed Rose into the wall.

"Authorise full scan. What are you? What are you?" the leader pushed.

Completing the scan, the scanner told the Judoon that Rose was indeed "human" and had "traces of facial contact with non-human".

The leader gruffly placed a piece of plastic paper into Rose's hand, and ordered his fellow kind to, "Continue the search!"

Turning back to Rose, the Leader told her, "You will need this!"

"What's 'this' for, exactly?"

"Compensation," was all the lead Judoon cared to reply with, before marching off to follow the rest of it's team.

Quirking an eyebrow at the lunacy of her situation, Rose chucked the piece of flimsy 'paper' over her shoulder, and started to jog in the direction the Doctor and Martha had taken.

***

Getting grabbed from behind, Rose readied herself to throw a punch.

"Rose! It's only me!" whispered Martha quickly in her ear, once she had noticed what Rose was about to do.

Letting out a deep breath, Rose turned a curious eye to the doctor-to-be.

"Why'd you sneak up on me for?" Rose questioned, "You are helping the Doctor, aren't you?"

Dropping her hands from Rose's shoulders, Martha replied, "Rose, I was told to go start looking for some Judoon. But I knew that he had basically told you to do that, so I played along."

"He was going to do something life-threatening, wasn't he?" Rose butted in.

"Well, I was looking through the small window on the door, and at first he was just talking, but then that woman, the one who calls herself 'Florence', stuck her straw in his neck."

"When was this?" Rose's face had hardened up, and her voice had become tighter.

"About thirty seconds ago."

After a moment of silence, Rose said, "Martha, go find some Judoon. We need them, so that they can prosecute that Ms. Finnegan, okay?"

Martha just nodded her head and set off down the corridor Rose had just come from.

"I'm gonna deal with the vampire," Rose mumbled to herself, once she was alone.

Bracing herself, Rose threw open the door, ready to fight the plasmavore contained within.

What Rose was made her sick to her very core.

The alien had stuck a red and white striped straw into the neck of the Doctor. In the Doctor's case, his closed eyes were red-rimmed and his limp, slumped body was being held stiffly up by the second Slab.

"What are you doing?" Rose had intended to sound forceful, but all that had come out of her throat was a voice that croaked and cracked on the "are".

The empty black helmet that contained the Slab, and the shocked face of the infamous Ms. Finnegan, snapped up to face Rose's broken one.

"Who are you?" Ms. Finnegan managed. And then, "Never mind that, you look positively delicious. Slab, hold her."

The Slab dropped the lifeless Doctor to the ground and reached around to roughly grab the now not-moving and gaping Rose.

"You look young, and absolutely full of vitality," continued Florence Finnegan, getting up and walking over to where Rose was forced to kneel by the Slab, "And I'm going to eat you up!"

And with that, Florence Finnegan, the plasmavore, stabbed her striped straw into the neck of Rose Tyler.

***

The leading Judoon kicked open the door to the MRI room, bringing the rest of it's team along, too.

Florence Finnegan hastily dropped Rose's body alongside the empty body of the Doctor.

"Now look at what you've done!" she hedged, taking a couple of nervous of steps backward, while she was at it, "this poor couple have just died of fright!"

"Scan them!" the Judoon demanded, the Judoon scanned the Doctor's body first, then Rose's, "Confirmation; deceased. False allegation; the female is unconscious, suffering from blood and oxygen deprivation."

"What have you done?!" screamed Martha, looking at the slightly blue Doctor, and the unconscious and hardly breathing Rose.

"Judoon!" Martha demanded, "Scan him again!"

Instead, all the Judoon did was restrain her, and say, "Case closed."

"But it was her!" Martha insisted, "She did it. She killed him!"

"Judoon have no authority over human crime," it informed her, with a blank stare.

"But she's not human--" Martha started but was interrupted by the woman herself.

"Oh, but I am! I've been cataloged!" Ms. Finnegan held up her hand for the whole world to see.

"But she's not! She assim--" Martha pushed, "Wait a minute. You drank his blood? The Doctor's blood?"

Martha grabbed one of the Judoon's scanners, fixing it on the alien who called herself Florence.

"But I am!" the alien seemed to be grasping at straws, "Scan all you like!"

The Judoon's nostrils flared as the scanner made a different sound.

"Non-human," the Judoon's voice acquired a tone of disbelief, or as close as a Judoon could say something in disbelief.

"But--What?" the plasmavore said in surprise, "I'm human! I'm as human as they come!"

Martha's face lit up with a self-satisfied smile as the Judoon took back the scanner to "confirm analysis".

Martha's face then went grim when she looked down at the Doctor's corpse.

"He gave his life so that they'd find you!" said Martha in quiet awe.

"Confirm, plasmavore," the Judoon's gruff voice stated in the silence, "Charged with the crime of murdering the Child Princess of Padrivole Regency Nine."

Giving up her facade of being an old woman called 'Florence Finnegan', the plasmavore's true nature shined through. "Well, she deserved it! Those pink cheeks and those blonde curls and that simpering voice! She was begging for the bite of a plasmavore! Slab, stop them!"

As the plasmavore went in to the MRI monitoring room, making the sure the system was ready to fry everyone's brain stems, the leather-clad Slab stood in the doorway to the room, effectively blocking the only way into the room.

All of the Judoon shot at the Slab, incinerating him.

The Judoon now aimed at the plasmavore.

"Enjoy your victory, Judoon!" said the alien, sadistically, "Because you're going to burn with me! Burn in HEEEEEE--" The plasmavore's voice was cut off by the Judoon killing her.

"Case closed," the Judoon simply stated.

Given that the Doctor's situation was more dire, Martha crawled over to his body, from where she had crouched to cover her ears from the screaming of the dying alien.

"What did she mean," Martha asked of the Judoon, "'burn with me'?"

She then looked over at the MRI scanner. "The scanner shouldn't be doing that. She's done something!"

The lead Judoon scanned the MRI. The scanner gave a reply of continuous beeping.

"Scans detect lethal acceleration of mono-magnetic pulse," was what the Judoon said.

"Well, do something! Stop it!" Martha forced.

"Our jurisdiction has ended. Judoon will evacuate."

"You can't just leave it!"

The Judoon went a message out to the entire Judoon squad, "All units will withdraw!"

All the Judoon in the MRI room filed out, with Martha tailing behind, saying, "You can't go! That thing's gonna explode, and it's your fault!"

Martha, half crying, rushed back into the room, now bathed in the blue eerie light the MRI scanner was emitting. She kneeled down beside the pastel-coloured Doctor, trying to work CPR on him. With every couple of breaths, Martha would check Rose's breathing and pulse to make sure she was still alive.

Remembering that the Doctor had two hearts, Martha gulped her last lot of air to bring him back.

Spluttering back to life, the Doctor coughed while Martha slumped down.

"The scanner. . . she did something. . ." Martha managed, before passing out.

Forcing himself up, the Doctor looked around, seeing Rose lying unconscious with a hand outstretched to where he had just been lying.

Stumbling over to the littler room, the Doctor yanked a few cords, before finding the power source.

Falling to the ground on hands and knees, he crawled back over to Rose and took her hand.

Reaching over to where Martha was lying, he checked her wrist to know whether her heart was beating.

Satisfied that Martha was still alive, the Doctor put his second hand on Rose's other, and slid closer to her.

"C'mon," he said as he picked her up, and carried her out into the hallway where a window was, and gently placed her on the ground with her head facing it.

Hoping he had enough energy left, the Doctor went back into the MRI and picked up Martha too, taking her to where Rose was.

Grabbing each of their hands in turn, the Doctor said quietly, "Look Rose! Look Martha! It's raining on the moon!"

Checking to see Martha was alright, the Doctor then turned to Rose. What he saw was astonishing.

Her body, as well as some of the unconscious patients around her, was entirely covered with a golden light.

Something impossible, like rain on the moon, can happen. But two impossible things seemed 'too much' by the Universe's standards. And now it was reversing it.

Rose was going, and he didn't even get to say goodbye. Again.