Angel icon's, Cardiff, Wales, Great Britain _ 10th July Friday, 23:56p.m

They sat there in silence. No one dared to talk – mostly because Gwen was infuriated for them letting Adam kill Rhys. The Doctor couldn't meet anyone's stare. He felt the guiltiest of all for Rhys' death. He couldn't react as Rhys jumped in front of him, blocking Adam's green blast from getting the Doctor. And again, as always, he ran away after killing someone, like he had done before. It seemed like the only thing he could do well was run away after being saved by someone else.

The Doctor sighed, gathering bravery to look around the table. Ianto was reading the menu upside down – more like pretending –; Gwen covered her face with her hands, hiding her face from the rest of them; and Jack stared at Gwen intensively, his eyes full of grief.

'So, are you gonna order or not?'

The Doctor turned around to see a waitress wearing that black costume they usually did. It made him remember of Astrid, who died too because of him. He turned around wincing, trying to hide that tear that was about to roll down his face.

'Quiche,' Jack replied to the waitress. 'For all, thank you.'

As the waitress walked away – wondering if he had a girlfriend – Jack gave a sudden unexpected little snicker.

'Since when do Italian restaurants have Spanish food in their menus?' he laughed.

'It's French,' said Ianto at the same time the Doctor had whispered it.

'And since when do you even know anything about cuisine?'

'Maybe since I act as the housewife at the Hub?' Ianto replied in a question.

'The only things you do is espresso café and clean up the Pterodactyl's wastes and take care of the secrecy of Torchwood in the Tourism and Information Centre and do everything we tell you to.' Jack counted his fingers as he said all this.

'Wow! I can't see why you can't say 'housewife' to that.' Ianto laughed.

'I never said you weren't a housewife.'

'I never said I was a housewife!'

They both laughed out loud, making the other tables look back at them. Gwen slammed her hands on the table, startling Jack and Ianto, who stopped laughing at the instant.

'Well, what are you looking at?' she barked at the people looking round.

They turned around, feeling pity of the table sitting with the bad-tempered Gwen.

Jack leaned closer to Gwen. 'You should control your temper.'

'Who, me?' spat Gwen, very upset. 'My husband has recently been zapped to death by someone that is apparently a memory and all you talk about is omelettes and gays playing housewives for you because you don't know how it feels to properly love someone!'

'That is not true,' said Jack back to her.

'Then why are you all the time hanging 'round guys more than girls!' Gwen continued. 'Tell me then! Speak up! Why are you all the time going round the guys?'

'That's enough!'

Everyone turned to the Doctor, staggered of how loud the Doctor sounded. He looked straight at them all, not really focusing in any of them.

'Just because you lost someone, you don't have to take it on other people,' he said.

'You shut up!' Gwen yelled.

'No! You shut up and listen!' the Doctor shouted back, making Gwen feel small and insignificant.

'This is going to be very tense, let's go?' Jack whispered to Ianto. They both stood up silently leaving the Doctor to deal with Gwen.

'People die! It isn't fair, but it happens! And you shouldn't lose your senses because of that! Going blaming other people! And you're one of the less people who have to watch millions die in your own hands!'

'Then shut up, because you made it happen!' howled Gwen. 'He died because of you! It's your entire fault! Everything's your fault!'

The Doctor hesitated, searching the meaning of the words, and instantly, the words he was about to say blurred, as he realized of the truth. It was his fault. Entirely his fault, because the eyes… those green eyes…

The Doctor turned around to see the rest of the people watching all the drama again. 'Turn around and mind your own business!' he yelled and turned back to Gwen. 'It might be my fault, but I didn't ask for this,' he whispered. 'I really didn't ask for this. I never thought this would happen.' He paused, closing his eyes and taking a deep breath. 'But you have to deal with it. You have to control yourself. You need to let it go. You have to let him go.'

'You make it sound as if your own had died.' Gwen spat, even more upset.

The Doctor gulped, swallowing the despair he was about to show. He blinked fast, making the tears blink away. 'They have gone,' he said in a murmur, enough for Gwen to hear it. 'Everyone, every single person I knew. They're all gone. And I let them go.' He waited for her to reply, but she didn't speak. That had made her shut up. 'You should do the same.'

They remained in silence. Gwen just stared at the Doctor, who was flickering, looking towards counter, where Jack was flirting with the waitress and Ianto watched them both in jealousy. She hadn't known. She didn't know him that much to know. But, it had made him remember. She didn't really intend for him to feel that guilty. She just wanted to let her rage out. Her husband had been killed. But she was making someone else feel upset. She was supposed to be the heart of Torchwood. Not the one who got angry at everyone who started to ignore about her dead husband.

She started her apology 'I'm very sorry…' She frowned then.

The Doctor finally turned to Gwen, and noticed her gaze wasn't focused.

'Gwen?' The Doctor leaned closer to her. 'You right?'

'Dark…' she muttered. 'So dark… There's nothing…'

'Gwen…'

Her eyes turned to the Doctor. 'Something's coming,' she suddenly said. 'And the words describe it perfectly.'

'What are you talking about?'

'Darkness will come and in the dimmest of times one will have to die.' Gwen's voice quivered.

The place shook a bit and stopped abruptly. The Doctor just kept his gaze on her.

'But that's not right now' Gwen's voice changed into someone else's familiar voice. He hadn't heard that voice for a long time. 'Doctor, we need your help. You have to listen to me. Our world is breaking down.'

'Rose…' the Doctor mouthed.

'Two words, Doctor, only two words.'

The Doctor's eyes widened, he really didn't want to hear the next.

Gwen's eyes turned white, and an echo followed as she screamed 'Bad Wolf!'

The place started to shake. The glass of the big windows at the front of the restaurant shattered, falling on a couple sitting near by. People started to scream. They all fell on the ground, their tables falling on them, and plates flying around. And then it all stopped.

Gwen tried to stand up successfully, and then realized the Doctor had helped her to her feet. The Doctor was looking through the window. Gwen looked at the same direction, seeing green light. Just nearby. The Rift!

'The Rift!' exclaimed the Doctor. 'He was weak! He's taking the energy of the Rift!'

Gwen felt a breeze coming from behind her, finding out it was Jack and Ianto following the Doctor. Gwen did the same. 'Doctor!'

Torchwood, Cardiff, Wales_ 11th July Saturday, 00:27 am

Jack ran behind the Doctor, who ran through the whole of Cardiff through to the place the explosion had come from. He didn't know what was going on. He hadn't the chance to ask the Doctor. He was so upset after Rhys had jumped in to be a hero for once in his life. He didn't really like him that much. But he had done the right thing, sacrificing himself to save the Doctor. He looked up at the stars and thanked him.

Back to the real world, Jack saw the Doctor going through Tiger Bay, crashing into the door of the Tourism and Information Centre - to which Jack had to laugh at - and sonicked the lock with his sonic screwdriver, then got in. Jack entered the dark reception, shoving himself through the shadows. As he ran through the rolling door, he saw the Doctor in the distance, staring at the Rift Manipulator in horror. Ianto and Gwen had gotten there in time to see the same thing.

The Water Tower's bottom was ripped off, showing what was left of the Rift Manipulator. Adam had completely destroyed it.

'It's gone,' murmured Gwen murmured, more to herself. 'The Rift's gone!' Gwen turned to the Doctor 'Where's Rhys gone?'

The Doctor ran his sonic screwdriver through the bottom of the Rift Manipulator, and stood back up putting his hands into his pockets, 'Burst into atoms,' he responded. 'The corpse couldn't resist the explosion. Gone.'

It wasn't loud enough for everyone to hear, but Jack had made out the words he had said next: 'I'm sorry, Rhys.'

'But how?' Ianto asked. 'How could he possibly do this? And how did he suddenly appear in here?'

'Oh, he has been here before, for sure!' the Doctor explained. He placed a hand inside the hole in the Rift Manipulator and then licked his thumb. 'You just couldn't remember, and can't ever remember. Because, if you remember, he'll get stronger by the time you do.'

'Can you speak English?' asked Jack, bringing a hand to his ear.

'He's a memory.' the Doctor turned around to face his public, 'a memory that's been at the back of your minds, hiding because he had been here before. You just don't remember because of something you did to yourself – maybe zapped yourselves 'till unconscious, or used the chameleon circuit to… no, wait – that's for Time Lord disguise… oh, and spacecraft and stuff… like your brick going up and down – anyway… You've forgotten and must not remember. Because then he'll get stronger and zap everyone to death.' He turned around to the Rift Manipulator. 'So this is Cardiff's famous Rift Manipulator!' He stepped forward and tapped the remains of the Water Tower. 'Thought it a bit more… sophisticated, but no! It's easy to comprehend and easy to think it as big.' He turned back to Jack, Ianto and Gwen. 'Size isn't everything, I tell you.'

'And what's that saying for, eh?' asked Ianto.

'The Water Tower might seem big, but the Rift Manipulator isn't?' Jack suggested.

'I wanted to say that the Water Tower might seem big, but the Rift Manipulator isn't,' the Doctor said.

'That's what I said…'

'But,' interrupted the Doctor, 'the energy of the Rift Manipulator seems to be so great, magnificent and enormous because it holds the whole of Cardiff, Wales, the Earth and I could say even the universe in one whole piece; but, the energy isn't as big as it seems to be.'

'You mean our Rift Manipulator isn't resilient?' Ianto asked.

'No, it is resilient,' the Doctor responded. 'It's just not as powerful as people think.'

'Then, if it isn't that powerful,' Gwen continued, 'why did he even bother to take its energy?'

'Because he needs control,' the Doctor skipped around the Hub. 'With the Rift Manipulator gone – '

'The Rift will be unsealed.' Jack's eyes brightened. 'There would be chaos and because he absorbed all the energy of the Rift Manipulator he can control it.'

'But he needs more energy.' Everyone turned to the Doctor, who got to Toshiko's workstation, which seemed to have been crashed. 'The Rift isn't enough to take revenge and control the whole universe.'

'Excuse me,' Gwen said. 'But, revenge?'

'Apparently you haven't been very nice to him.' The Doctor started to pass his blinking sonic screwdriver through the remains of the computer. 'And he didn't seem that happy.' He stopped sonicking and put his sonic gadget back into his pocket. 'He's taken the energy from the computer.' He looked across the room and ran back to Owen's workstation. 'He's taken this one down too. Internet feed. He's taken the internet! But that's not enough, is it? He needs more, does he? What else? More knowledge? What more!' and suddenly the Doctor's face looked horrified.

'What's wrong?' Gwen asked.

'The Rift Manipulator's not big enough. I don't think is big enough for him to be fully recovered.' The Doctor looked into nothing, too deep in thought. 'He wants revenge by taking the life of others. Destroying everything you live for. And he'll be fully recovered if he takes the energy from where he came from.' He stopped looking gloomy. 'Where he came from…?' And he could recall the words Adam had told him. You made me. The Doctor's eyes widened nearly popping out of its sockets. 'The TARDIS!' and with that he ran out of the Tourism and Information Centre back into the night.

The Doctor ran through Tiger Bay, past the broken Water Tower and got into the TARDIS. Jack, Ianto and Gwen were nearly there. Yes! They were about to touch the doors, but it suddenly closed all by itself. Gwen ran into Ianto who squeezed Jack onto the door.

'Doctor!' Jack started to slam the doors and pull them, but they wouldn't give in. 'Doctor!'

The Doctor was so troubled that he couldn't hear the slams and the clutching noise back at the door. He got to the controls, checked the Time Rotor, looked around the room and let a sigh of relief, grinning.

'Nothing wrong,' he muttered. 'We're alright.' He was turning around. 'We're alright…'

And inside the TARDIS, just by the doors, he saw Adam, standing there, looking around with a glimpse of fascination, admiration and spite. His smile fell at his sight. Adam stared back at the Doctor and beamed.

'Yeah,' Adam walked closer to him. The Doctor turned around: the heart of the TARDIS. Adam wanted to get closer to the heart of the TARDIS. 'We're alright.'

Adam reached for the lid hiding the TARDIS' heart. The Doctor blocked Adam's way, but he just snorted.

'Doctor, Doctor…' Adam stared into the Doctor's eyes. 'What do you think you're doing?'

'Saving the life of the only thing I've got left of them,' he answered.

Adam laughed. 'Doctor,' he walked around the console, watching the Time Rotor's light. 'I'm part of the TARDIS.' He stopped at the Doctor's side. 'Why would I possibly kill her?'

'You recover yourself, you take her away.' The Doctor tried to get his gaze away from his. 'She'd die. I'd…'

'You'd be alone?' Adam's stare became more intense, trying to get into the Doctor. 'Was that all? Alone?' The Doctor tried to ignore Adam. 'But look! You've got the TARDIS! The only one in the universe! Just unique! And I'm part of it.' The Doctor grimaced, Adam smiled. 'Yes… You know what I'm talking about, don't you? You made me. Why do you think you made me?'

'I didn't make you.' The Doctor spat, looking back at Adam. 'You made yourself from Torchwood's mind. You made yourself because of anger and revenge.'

'No! You made me!' Adam exclaimed. 'You let that spark of life fly through the universe from the TARDIS to Earth.'

'I never let that bit of vortex go,' the Doctor said bitterly. 'It was an accident.'

'You let that spark of life come to me,' Adam continued. 'You let me have the sparkle because you are alone!' The Doctor flinched with that. 'Yes. You feel alone. You don't have anyone around you. You needed someone. You made me. I'm your new companion. You know why now.' He got closer to the Doctor's face, whispering in his ear 'I can help you.'

The Doctor pulled away from Adam. 'Ho, ho! No, no, no, no, no, no! You won't – I won't fall for that again!'

'Oh,' Adam said with a bit of disappointment, hiding his face, 'I thought I could give you another chance.' He looked back up again. 'I guess I was wrong.'

Adam turned around and opened a lid. Ancient golden light came through.

'Feel the TARDIS die, then.' Adam gave a wicked grin as he lifted his fist.

'No!' But it was too late.

Adam's fist touched the TARDIS' heart, which gave up all its golden light, going up his arm, Adam laughing at the great power he was absorbing, all the knowledge and the wisdom. And he could feel the pain of the TARDIS, going through the Doctor. He could feel the pain the Doctor felt and the tears rolling down his eyes. The light of the console room flickered. And then it died. She died.

The Doctor's hearts shattered as the glass of the window at Angel's Icon did. The Doctor looked up at Adam. It was dark, but soon got used to it. Adam lifted his hands and examined them. He felt Adam turning around.

'We need lights,' Adam clapped his hands together and the room was lighten by green light, just like the Time Rotor's, though it didn't come from there. It was dead.

The Doctor backed away, as Adam came forth. 'I could feel your pain, Doctor. I really could feel it.' He saw the Doctor's hurt face. 'Oh, don't go sentimental. You made me, by the way. Why should you be so sad?' The Doctor didn't answer. 'So good you let that spark of life go as you pulled the lever of the vortex.' Adam shook his head. 'Such an irresponsible boy. I'm sure that, now that the TARDIS is gone… maybe you want to join her.'

The Doctor looked back to Adam. He now understood. 'You waited for me, instead of taking her in one go.' Adam smiled, in excitement. The Doctor was getting it now. 'You wanted me dead, at the same time you wanted her dead.'

'I would have expected for you to be swifter in finding out.'

And the Doctor ran back to the door was about to open it. He reached in his pocket for the key.

'What now? Are you gonna run away, like you always do?'

Adam's question sank into the Doctor's mind. Am I gonna leave the TARDIS like I did to others before? He stopped and turned around to face Adam.

'I've always been a coward,' the Doctor uttered putting his hands into his coats' pockets. 'I won't run away this time. I don't care if you wanted me dead. I don't care! I just want the universe safe.'

'No meaning of life now, is there? That wasn't a wise decision, though. But good for me,' Adam rubbed his chin with his fingers. 'I mean. You, who saw so much of the universe and know so much, So much power for so much insight. I would need that to rule the world – I mean, universe, don't you think?' The Doctor gulped. He knew what was next. 'I'm sorry. At least you will join with your dear TARDIS. It's the only way.'

And Adam reached his arm, green bolts coming from it. The Doctor closed his eyes, waiting for his sentence.