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~.*§Found§*.~

Chapter 3: The Great and Bountiful

Rachel watched as the Doctor and Rose left the Tardis to "make sure things were safe." But of course the teen knew better. Rose wanted to impress Adam. The pretty boy himself seemed fooled by their excuse and was sitting in the jump seat still looking around with his mouth open. Rachel leaned back on the console with arms and ankles crossed, glaring at him. "You're going to have quite the collection of flies if you don't close that quick." she said dryly.

Adam snapped his mouth shut and stared at her. "Why are you glaring at me?" He asked.

The teen raised a delicate black eyebrow and gazed at him with her chocolate brown eyes, making him as uncomfortable as possible. "I don't like you. You worked for Van Statten."

The boy gaped at her. "I had nothing to do with your capture!" he said.

"Aiding and Abetting."

At that moment the door opened and Rose peeked in, giggling. "Adam? Rachel? Out you come."

The two walked out of the ship and Adam immediately tried catching flies with his mouth again. "Oh, my gosh."

Rachel growled. "If you don't stop doing that, I will glue your jaw shut."

Rose laughed and said, "Don't worry, you'll get used to it."

Adam continued to gawk despite the ravens scowl, staring at the ceiling. "Where are we?"

Rose grinned. "Good question. Let's see." She twirled her hands around as she pretended to think. Rachel rolled her eyes. "So, er, judging by the architecture, I'd say we're around the year two hundred thousand."

Adam nodded, still looking like a fish. "Uh huh."

"If you listen..." Rose continued.

"Right, yeah."

"Engines. We're on some sort of space station."

The Doctor was smiling at Rose, obviously amused by her antics. Rachel leaned over to him and whispered, "Humans. Even if you are one, you don't understand them."

The Timelord chuckled at this and gave her a nudge.

"Yeah, definitely a space station. It's a bit warm in here. They could turn the heating down. Tell you what - let's try that gate. Come on!" Rose said, trotting off.

Adam just looked bewildered as Rose led them down the hall to a metal gate. Rachel looked around in curiosity. "So. The year 200,000, huh? That's way past my time. Granted not as far away as Adam and Rose's time, but still. Over one hundred thousand years." she gave a low whistle.

They came up to a large window and Rose grinned. "Here we go! And this is..." Rose paused, making Rachel chuckle. Apparently the Doctor didn't take her this far. "I'll let the Doctor describe it." The blonde said.

Adam apparently needed to hold onto the railing in his shock before he was able to stand next to the other three. The Doctor smirked. "The Fourth great and bountiful Human Empire. And there it is, planet Earth at it's height. Covered with mega-cities, five moons, population ninety six billion. The hub of a galactic domain stretching across a million planets, a million species, with mankind right in the middle."

Adam's eyes rolled back and he fainted into a heap on the floor. None of them looked back at the thunk. "Oh, he's a brave one." Rachel said. "Leaves girls to fight Daleks and faints at the sight of his own planet."

The Doctor gave a thin lipped smile to the view of the skyscraper filled Earth. "He's your boyfriend." He said to Rose.

"Not anymore." She sighed.

~.*§Found§*.~

When Adam finally regained consciousness they made their way down the to Floor 139. Adam still looked slightly dazed and the Doctor put his arms around his and Rose's shoulders while Rachel trotted behind them. "Come on, Adam. Open your mind. You're going to like this. Fantastic period of history. The human race at its most intelligent. Culture, art, politics. This era has got fine food, good manners..."

"Out of the way!" A man shouted, moving by on some sort of bicycle.

Suddenly there were a lot of people running around, opening food vending stations and serving customers at their stands. One chef was yelling about kronkburgers and drinks to one customer before turning and shouting at another to stop pushing and get back. Rachel looked around at the hot and muggy room jam-packed with people, all shouting and being obnoxious. "Good manners?" she asked incredulously.

"Fine cuisine?" Rose asked, looking over at the Doctor with a disgusted look after smelling something at one of the stalls.

The Doctor looked around in confusion. "My watch must be wrong." He looked at his left wrist. "No, it's fine. That's weird."

"That's what comes of showing off." Rose said with a smirk. "Your history's not as good as you thought it was."

The Doctor gave her a look. "My history's perfect."

"Well, obviously not."

Rachel got shoved by a woman wearing a very revealing top and an uncomfortable look came across the teens face. "Something's not right." she said.

"They're all human. What about the millions of planets, the millions of species? Where are they?" Adam asked, looking around.

Rachel shifted away from a man who was yelling something in a very slurred tongue that she wasn't sure she wanted translated. The Doctor looked around as well. "Good question. Actually, that is a good question." Then he turned and a large smile split his face as he placed an arm around the boy's shoulders. "Adam, me old mate, you must be starving."

Adam made a face and said pathetically, "No, I'm just a bit time sick."

"No, you just need a bit of grub." He turned to the chef Rachel had seen shouting at customers. "Oi, mate - how much is a kronkburger?"

The man gave him a sickly sweet smile. "Two credits twenty, sweetheart. Now join the queue." He jerked a thumb toward the line.

The Doctor smiled widely. "Money. We need money. Let's use a cashpoint."

He moved through the crowd to the wall where a screen that said Credit Five cashpoint was embedded and buzzed the sonic screwdriver at it. A long, thin piece of plastic popped out, which the Timelord then handed over to Adam. "There you go, pocket money. Don't spend it all on sweets." He said with a falsely stern face. He then started walking away with Rachel on his heels.

"How does it work?" The boy asked, turning the plastic bar this way and that.

The Doctor sighed in exasperation before turning back to them. "Go and find out. Stop nagging me." He said as though to a child. "The thing is, Adam, time travel's like visiting Paris. You can't just read the guide book, you've got to throw yourself in. Eat the food, use the wrong verbs, get charged double and end up kissing complete strangers." Rose and Rachel were giggling as the Doctor frowned. "Or is that just me?" He shrugged. "Stop asking questions, go and do it." He made a shooing gesture at them.

Adam walked off while Rose sent them a questioning glance. The Doctor smirked at her. "Off you go, then. Your first date."

Rose laughed and gave him a look. "You're going to get a smack, you are." she said, before going after pretty boy.

The Doctor started to leave again, but Rachel nervously said, "Umm... Doctor?"

The Timelord stopped and glanced at her. "Yeah?"

The girl bit her lip and looked at the floor in embarrassment. "Could we... I mean, would it be alright if we grabbed something? Then go clue searching?"

The Doctor blinked and for the first time noticed how thin the teen was. Realization and concern dawned on his face. "You haven't had a proper meal in a while have you? Van Statten didn't give you much."

Rachel didn't look up as she shook her head. The Timelord's eyes softened and he placed a hand on her shoulder kindly. "Hey." Rachel glanced up at his gentle smile. "There's nothing to be ashamed of. It's not your fault and it's human nature to get hungry."

Rachel smiled slightly and nodded. The grin that split the Doctor's face was enough to make her laugh as he pulled her into a one armed hug. "Come on, then, lets get you something to get meat back on your bones."

He pulled another credit stick from the machine and they grabbed two Zaphics that tasted like baked potatoes with everything on top. As they walked around the Doctor looked at his young companion. "How long were you in that museum?" he asked.

Rachel shrugged, taking a gulp of her Zaphic. "About a month, I think. I'd only been in the twenty first century for a week when they nabbed me."

The Doctor nodded. "How did you know I was clue searching?"

The girl blushed and muttered under her breath. "Sorry?" the Doctor asked.

Rachel looked up at him. "I'm sort of psychic." She said. "When I come into skin contact with anyone or anything, I can hear their most prominent thoughts."

The Doctor stopped and stared at her in shock. "That's..."

"Weird?" Rachel supplied.

"Amazing. And very helpful." He said with a smile. "If I concentrate I can see peoples thoughts as well, but I normally give people their privacy."

"Yeah, well. I can't really control it. It gets really annoying. Anyway, when I first met Rose she grabbed my arm and I saw how worried she was about you, because you get into trouble by looking into anything strange. So when you started talking about how off everything was I figured you were looking into it."

The Doctor grinned. "That is some brilliant deduction ability. You could be a female Sherlock Holmes."

Rachel frowned. "Isn't that the old book about the Detective that solves crimes with an Army Doctor and wears a deerstalker hat?"

The Doctor laughed. "Yes, but there's a show that was made where it's more modern. I'll show it to you some time."

The girl shrugged, a smile tugging at her lips as she tossed her container in a bin. They continued walking until they saw a pair of smartly dressed young women and moved to intercept them. "Uh, this is going to sound daft, but can you tell me where I am?" The Timelord asked them.

The young woman with chocolate skin and dark hair done up in braids with beads replied, "Floor One Three Nine. Could they write it any bigger?"

"Floor one three nine of what?"

The same girl raised an eyebrow. "Must've been a hell of a party."

Her honey blonde friend quickly intervened. "You're on Satellite Five."

"What's Satellite Five?" The Timelord looked between them.

The first woman scoffed. "Come on, how could you get on board without knowing where you are?"

"Look at me. I'm stupid." The Doctor grinned.

Rachel smirked, shaking her head. The Doctor really had a way with people.

The blonde's eyes widened. "Hold on, wait a minute. Are you a test? Some sort of management test kind of thing?"

The Doctor smiled and nodded, reaching into his pocket for the psychic paper. "You've got me. Well done. You're too clever for me."

He held up the paper, which Rachel looked at curiously. To her it was blank, but if she squinted she could see words stating he was the Doctor from management.

The blonde stared at the paper in wonder. "We were warned about this in basic training. All workers have to be versed in company promotion." she said to her friend.

The first girl nodded. "Right, fire away, ask your questions. If it gets me to Floor five hundred I'll do anything."

Rachel frowned. "Floor five hundred?"

"Why, what happens on Floor five hundred?" The Doctor asked.

The first girl got a dreamy look on her face. "The walls are made of gold. And you should know, Mister Management." She said, smiling and waving for them to follow her. "So, this is what we do."

She led them over to a wall monitor. Rachel couldn't help noticing the second girl kept staring at the Doctor in wonder. The blonde brushed right past the teen and Rachel stiffened. "I need to get up there. This could be my chance." The two workers 'Suki and Cathica' gestured to the wall. Cathica, the first girl, said, "Latest news, sandstorms on the new Venus archipelago. Two hundred dead. Glasgow water riots into their third day. Space lane seventy seven closed by sunspot activity. And over on the Bad Wolf channel, the Face of Bo has just announced he's pregnant."

Rachel choked at the last bit of news. The Doctor nodded. "I get it. You broadcast the news."

Cathica smiled. "We are the news. We're the journalists. We write it, package it and sell it. Six hundred channels"

~.*§Found§*.~

"All staff are reminded that the canteen area now operates a self cleaning table system. Thank you!"

Rose leaned over a table that Adam was sitting at and held out a container.

"Try this. It's called Zaphic. It's nice, it's like a, er, Slush Puppy."

Adam frowned and looked up at her. "What flavor?"

Rose sucked at the straw for a second. Her face got a contemplative look on it and she moved her head from side to side. "Sort of beef?"

Adam groaned and closed his eyes. "Oh, my gosh." He let out a small laugh and Rose began giggling in her chair.

The boy shook his head. "It's like everything's gone, home, family, everything."

Rose frowned in pity before pulling out her mobile phone. "This helps. The Doctor gave it a bit of a top-up. Who's back home, your mum and dad?"

"Yeah."

The blonde time traveler held out the phone. "Phone 'em up."

Adam raised his eyebrows at her and said slowly, "But that's one hundred and ninety eight thousand years ago."

"Honestly, try it. Go on."

Adam took the device. "Is there a code for planet Earth?"

"Just dial." Rose huffed, shaking her head at him.

The boy just shook his head in disbelief and dialed. After three rings a message machine said, "I'm sorry we're not in." Adam turned to Rose in shock. "It's on hook." She just smirked at him from around the straw she was sucking on. "Please leave a message. Thanks. Bye"

Adam straightened and said awkwardly, "It's er. Hi. It's me. I've sort of gone travelling. I met these people and we've gone travelling together. But, er, I'm fine, and I'll call you later. Love you. Bye." He ended the call and laughed giddily. "That is just-"

A whistle blew and the two watched as everyone packed up their stuff and started to leave as the vendors closed up shop. Through the crowd they suddenly saw the Doctor and Rachel standing next to two women. "Oi! Mutt, Jeff! Over here!" the Doctor called to them.

The humans grabbed their things and moved toward their fellow travelers. Rachel narrowed her eyes as she saw Adam smirk and pocket Rose's phone.

~.*§Found§*.~

Cathica stood facing seven people that were seated at an octagonal desk around a central chair with wires coming out of it while the Doctor, Rose, Rachel and Adam watched from the side. "Now, everybody behave. We have a management inspection." Cathica said to the assembled people. She turned to the Timelord. "How do you want it, by the book?"

"Oh, right from scratch, thanks." The Doctor said, smiling at her.

Cathica nodded. "Okay. So, ladies, gentlemen, multi-sex, undecided or robot,- my name is Cathica Santini Khadeni." She turned and smiled at the watching four. "That's Cathica with a C, in case you want to write to Floor five hundred praising me, and please do." The Doctor gave her a tight smile. "Now, please feel free to ask any questions. The process of news gathering must be open, honest, and beyond bias. That's company policy."

"Actually, it's the law." Suki said, smiling at the Doctor.

Cathica huffed. "Yes, thank you, Suki. Okay, keep it calm. Don't show off for the guests. Here we go."

She settled into the central chair. "And... engage safety"

The seven people held their hands over palm prints on the table in front of them. Lights flicked on around the room and Cathica snapped her fingers. A door opened in her head, showing the front of her brain and causing the time travelers to lean forward in surprise. "Well." Rachel said, eyebrows raised. "This is a whole knew level of strange."

The seven fit their hands into the palm print. "And three, two, and spike." Cathica said.

A beam of light arched down into the door in her head and Cathica's eyes glazed over. The Doctor kept looking disturbed as he said, "Compressed information, streaming into her. Reports from every city, every country, every planet, and they all get packaged inside her head. She becomes part of the software. Her brain is the computer."

Rose leaned closer to them and whispered, "If it all goes through her, she must be a genius."

"Her head would explode if she remembered all that stuff." Rachel said.

The Doctor nodded, smiling at her. He started walking around the edge, Rose and Rachel following while Adam continued to stare at the brain door. "She doesn't remember any of it. There's just too much. The brain's the processor. As soon as it closes, she forgets."

Rose frowned. "So, what about all these people round the edge?" she waved her hand at them all.

"They've all got tiny little chips in their head, connecting them to her and they transmit six hundred channels." Rose crouched down between two women and Rachel leaned over another to examine the hand panels. "Every single fact in the Empire beams out of this place." The Timelord finished his circuit of the room and leaned against the railing next to Adam. "Now that's what I call power."

Rachel glanced up as she heard that and saw the expression on Adam's face. She locked eyes with the Doctor and raised an eyebrow at him, but he just continued to watch the process. Rose walked up to Adam. "You all right?"

The boy gestured at Cathica. "I can see her brain."

Rachel rolled her eyes. "Brilliant Adam, what profound wisdom will you give us next?"

Rose nudged her with a frown. "Hey, he's not used to this."

She turned her head back to the boy. "Do you want to get out?"

"No. No, this technology, it's... it's amazing." He breathed with a grin.

The Doctor cast a glance at the light beaming into Cathica's head. "This technology's wrong."

Rose looked over at him. "Trouble?"

The Doctors looked back at them with a grin. "Oh, yeah."

Rose laughed, eyes shinning in excitement.

Rachel chuckled and looked out at the news crew, only to frown when Suki flinched.

Suki suddenly gasped and jerked her hands away, the lights on the walls dimming as the other six removed their hands as well and the light beam shut down. Cathica's brain portal closed as she blinked and looked over at the honey blonde woman.. "Come off it, Suki. I wasn't even halfway. What was that for?" She climbed off the chair.

Suki looked at her hands in confusion. "Sorry. It must've been a glitch."

Cathica sighed in frustration.

Every head turned as a chime sounded and an automated voice said, "Promotion."

A wall lit up with the word and Cathica began muttering under her breath and clenched her fists in front of her, "Come on. This is it. Come on. Oh please, make it me. Come on, say my name, say my name, say my name."

Rachel raised an eyebrow and glanced at Rose. The blonde shrugged. "Promotion for... Suki Macrae Cantrell." Suki's jaw dropped and Cathica's hands fell to her side in disbelief. "Please proceed to Floor five hundred."

"I don't believe it." Suki breathed, "Floor five hundred."

Cathica marched up to the wall. "How the hell did you manage that? I'm above you."

Poor Suki glanced back at her. "I don't know. I just applied on the off chance" A bright grin split her face and she squealed, "And they've said yes."

"That's so not fair. I've been applying to Floor five hundred for three years." Cathica griped.

"What's Floor five hundred?" Rose asked, looking over at the Doctor.

The man was frowning, arms folded as he looked at the wall that still held the picture of Suki's face. "The walls are made of gold."

"And anyone who goes there has never come back down." Rachel continued.

The Doctor looked at her. "Really now. That's interesting."

~.*§Found§*.~

"Cathica, I'm going to miss you." Suki gushed, before looking over at the Timelord. "Floor five hundred, thank you."

"I didn't do anything." The Doctor said, smiling at her in slight confusion.

"Well, you're my lucky charm." She replied with a grin.

The alien shrugged and grinned back. "All right. I'll hug anyone." He opened up his arms and Suki giggled as she wrapped her own around his shoulders.

Rose shook her head and walked over to where Adam was sitting. "Come on, it's not that bad."

"What, with the- the- the head thing?" He asked incredulously.

"Yeah, well, she's closed it now!"

"Yeah, but it- it's everything. It freaks me out. And I just need to. If I could just cool down. Sort of acclimatize."

Rose frowned. "How do you mean?"

"Maybe I could just go and sit on the observation deck. Would that be all right?" Rose slowly nodded her head, putting her hands on her hips. "Soak it in, you know. Pretend I'm a citizen of the year two hundred thousand."

"Do you want me to come with you?"

Adam hesitated, looking as though he were thinking of an excuse. "No, no, you stick with the Doctor." Rose nodded again. "You'd rather be with him. It's going to take a better man than me to get between you two."

Rose frowned. "Anyway," the boy sighed, standing up. "I'll be on the deck."

"Here you go. Take the Tardis key. You know, just in case it gets a bit too much."

He took the key and gave her a look. "Yeah, like it's not weird in there."

Rachel turned away from Suki to look at Rose and Adam, seeing the boy walk off with a smirk on his face, holding a key in his hand. She walked over to Rose. "Where's pretty boy headed to in such a happy mood?"

Rose looked at her. "Happy? He's just going to the observation deck to get used to everything."

Rachel frowned. "Rose. He's using you. He just walked out of here with your Tardis key smirking to himself."

The blonde shook her head. "I gave him my key."

The younger teen looked at her. "I don't trust him."

"Why?" Rose demanded.

"Because all my life I've had to know who was out for nothing but greed, who was cruel and who would try to use me. I had to know how to survive, because there were a lot of evil people in my time."

Rose frowned, but let the girl continue. "I know that you're a great person with a kind heart, but Adam? He's greedy. He wants things for him and him alone. And once he gets that he will leave you in the dust."

She walked back over to where Suki and the Doctor were standing with a disgruntled looking Cathica. Rose followed after a moment.

"Oh, my goodness, I've got to go!" Suki cried, picking up her bag. "I can't keep them waiting. I'm sorry!" She rushed to the lift as Rose and Rachel laughed. "Say goodbye to Steve for me. Bye!"

The doors closed on her and the three time travelers waved. "Good riddance." Cathica grumbled.

The Doctor glanced at her. "So people who go to floor 500 really don't come back?"

"Yup. We'll never see her again."

The Timelord frowned at the numbers speeding up to 500. They began walking through the cafeteria. "Have you ever been up there?" The Doctor asked.

"I can't. You need a key for the lift, and you only get a key with promotion. No one gets to five hundred except for the chosen few."

"How convenient." Rachel muttered.

~.*§Found§*.~

Adam jumped down the stairs to the observation deck, looking over his shoulder to make sure he was alone. With a smirk he turned to a small console and put his hand on the palm print. "Give me access."

The console lit up and the boy's smirk grew. "Give me-"

A mild shock went through his hand, causing him to jerk it back. After a moment of staring at his hand his smile returned and he looked back at the computer. "I can learn anything." He breathed.

He put his hand back after another quick look around. "Let's try computers. From the twenty first century to the present date, give me the history of the microprocessor."

Data began scrolling down the monitor. "Oh my gosh." Adam breathed.

~.*§Found§*.~

Cathica led them into the newsroom. "Look, they only give us twenty minutes maintenance. Can't you give it a rest?"

The Doctor walked up to the broadcast chair, placing his hand on the headrest. "But you've never been to another floor? Not even one floor down?" He sat down, Rose leaning on the back of the chair while Rachel watched the woman begin repairs on the control panel.

"I went to floor sixteen when I first arrived. That's medical. That's when I got my head done, and then I came straight here. Satellite Five, you work, eat and sleep on the same floor. That's it, that's all."

"I would go crazy." Rachel said, looking her in the eyes.

Cathica frowned and stood. "You're not management, are you."

"At last. She's clever." The man said, leaning on the armrest.

Cathica stared at him for a moment before shaking her head. "Yeah, well, whatever it is, don't involve me. I don't know anything."

"Don't you even ask?" The Doctor looked incredulous.

"Well, why would I?"

"You're a journalist." He said, waving his hand and giving her a look.

"Journalists can't keep their noses out of anything." Rachel said with a smirk.

"Why's all the crew human?" The Doctor asked, picking at the metal of the chair arm.

"What's that got to do with anything?" Cathica asked.

"There's no aliens on board. Why?"

Rachel almost pointed out that he was there, but refrained. Instead she began tapping at the wall, looking for how the hologram picture had appeared with Suki's promotion.

Cathica shrugged. "I don't know. No real reason. They're not banned or anything."

"Then where are they?" The Timelord asked looking around his chair as though multicolored creatures would appear at any moment.

Cathica's eyebrows furrowed and she shook her head. "I suppose immigration's tightened up. It's had to, what with all the threats."

"What threats?"

Rachel glanced up just as her hand touched the hologram projector. With a gasp she stumbled away. The others in the room looked at her. "Sorry." she muttered, glancing at the device.

"I don't know... all of them. Usual stuff. And the price of space warp doubled so that kept the visitors away." The time travelers kept looking at her with skepticism, Rose nodding slowly. "Oh, and the government on Chavic Five's collapsed, so that lot stopped coming, you see." She paused. "Just lots of little reasons, that's all." She insisted, walking to the other side of the room.

"Little convenient reasons." Rachel said, turning back to them.

The Doctor nodded, face grim, as he tapped his fingers on his arm. "Adding up to one great big fact, and you didn't even notice."

The reporter dropped her hands in frustration. "Doctor, I think if there was any kind of conspiracy, Satellite Five would have seen it. We see everything."

"I can see better. This society's the wrong shape, even the technology."

"It's cutting edge." She replied indignantly.

"It's backwards." he insisted. "There's a great big door in your head. You should've chucked this out years ago."

"So, what do you think's going on?" Rose asked, finally speaking up.

"It's not just this space station, it's the whole attitude." The Doctor said, turning to the two teens. "It's the way people think. The great and bountiful Human Empire's stunted. Something's holding it back."

Cathica glared. "And how would you know?"

The Doctor pinned her with his icy blue eyes. "Trust me, humanity's been set back about ninety years. When did Satellite Five start broadcasting?"

The reporter looked between the three before saying, "Ninety one years ago."

"Fan-flippin-tastic." Rachel said, folding her arms.

~.*§Found§*.~

Tada. Nothing much to say but for you to review. SO REVIEW! I LOVE THAT YOU PUT MY STORY IN ALERTS, BUT REVIEWS ARE BETTER! IF YOU'VE EVER WRITTEN A STORY, YOU KNOW WHAT IT'S LIKE.

Fun Fact: Originally, I had Rachel come into the story during this chapter, bumping into the Doctor as she ran from security and hiding in the vents as a homeless orphan. She was going to be the one who told the Doctor about the Jagrafess because she'd seen it from a vent, and then leave with him and Rose, but that made it harder to tell why she was there in the first place.

Artistically yours,

Destiny Obake