"Oh my g-d, Rose!" Martha shouted as she fell to the ground. Rose let out a shout of terror as she began to fall through the crack. The hand that had grabbed her ankle had already disappeared in the dark. Rose tried to pull her foot out of its grasp, but the creature was strong; even the combined strength of all her friends pulling on her hands couldn't stop her waist from disappearing into the ground.

11, 9, Martha and Mickey tugged on her as if their lives depended on it. Of course, Rose's life could.

9 grunted as he tried to get a better grip but Rose was quickly slipping away. Dust swirled around their feet as they struggled not to skid towards the crack.

Rose had never been more scared in her life, not even when the Dalek had her at gun (or whisk) point the first time she met them. Rose's grip on her friends began to slip dangerously, and she struggled to hold on.

"Don't let go, Rose!" Mickey told her. "Don't let go!"

"Why on earth would I let go?!" she screamed. Then she gasped. "I think more of them grabbed me!"

"Why would you think that?" 11 asked. The sweat was beginning to show on his forehead, and his hair was starting to flop into his eyes.

Rose glowered at him.

"Because I can feel several more hands holding onto my ankle!" Rose screamed at him. "Get me out of here!"

"Pull!" Martha shouted, struggling to maintain her grip on Rose's hand. It seemed as if whatever was holding onto Rose followed her direction as well. The creatures that held onto Rose's ankle gave one last great tug, pulling Rose completely out of their hands. She fell into the crack screaming.

The force of Rose being pulled away threw Martha off balance. She shouted out in surprise as she stumbled, her momentum threw her head first into the crack.

Mickey called out Martha's name and scrambled to the edge of the abyss. He peered down, but all he could see was darkness. His hand prepared to reach down into the blackness when suddenly, the ground rumbled. He felt the hands of one of the Doctors on his shoulders. He shouted out angrily as 11 pulled him back.

"What the hell are you doing?" Mickey shouted. "Martha and Rose are down there!"

"The crack is closing!" 9 snapped at him.

"Look!" said 11.

Mickey glanced back to see that it was true. The crack quickly grew smaller as the ground pushed itself together. Mickey pulled himself out of 11's grip (which was surprisingly strong for such a skinny man) and fell to the ground. He tried to reach the crack, but it was already shut.

Mickey quickly stood up, looking 9 straight in the eye. "We have to get them back."

"I know," 9 replied. "Rose is down there. She's only 19."

"They've gone under the surface, so maybe we should bring the TARDIS down there," 11 said. 9 quickly shook his head.

"You saw how the TARDIS was acting. We need to give it some cool down time."

"Should we wait in the TARDIS until it cools down, and then go down there?" 11 asked.

"Rose could be dead by then."

"What about Martha?" Mickey put in, outraged. His comment went unnoticed as the Doctors tried to figure out what to do. Mickey rolled his eyes at them and turned back towards the TARDIS. What he saw made his mouth drop.

"Doctor?" he said. The two continued to ignore him as they launched into a heated argument over who should be in charge.

"Doctor?" Mickey repeated, not looking back at them. He couldn't take his eyes off what was coming. Neither Doctor responded.

"Doctor, look at this!" Mickey said louder. Footsteps could suddenly be heard echoing through the moon-like land. The Doctors didn't noticed as their argument continued on.

"Doctor, we need to get back to the TARDIS," Mickey said, turning around.

"Not now, Mickey," 11 snapped at him. Mickey growled at his stupidity. There wasn't any time for it. He stepped forward and grabbed 11 by the scruff of his neck. "Oi!" 11 shouted. "What's the big idea?" He looked forward for the first time, and his face went white.

"Oh, crap," he whispered. 9 looked past Mickey and saw it.

"Oh, you're kidding me," he grumbled. "Not here. Not now."

The creatures barreled towards them, their blasters in the air. Their huge, heavy boots slammed onto the rocks so hard that almost an entire cloud surrounded them. They beat their fist on their chests screaming out their battle cry.

"Sontar-HA! Sontar-HA! Sontar-HA!"

The three of them immediately made a break for the TARDIS, but they reacted too late. The Sontarans surrounded their escape and, almost immediately after that, them too.

"We just got rid of the Daleks," Mickey hissed under his breath, so the Sontarans couldn't hear them.

11's head shot up. "The Daleks?" he repeated.

"Silence!" snapped one of the Sontarans. Mickey's heart began to pound faster. He eyed each Sontaran, losing count of how many there were over and over again. They all looked the same. Mickey bit his lip as one of them slowly lifted its helmet off.

"You will be taken as prisoners of war," the potato head said. "for the greater glory of the Sontaran empire."

"Why 13 Bannerman road?" River asked, pulling a couple switches on the TARDIS console. Maria smiled.

"That's where Sarah Jane lives," she explained. "I have some friends there who can help us find the others."

River nodded. "That's as good as anything."

She pulled one last lever, which looked suspiciously like a handbrake, and the TARDIS took off. There was no wheezing. Perhaps that thing was the handbrake and River had turned it off.

The ride took almost no time at all. River landed smoothingly. It felt almost impossible; Maria didn't fall over. River did some checks to make sure she landed it in the right place, then motioned towards the door.

"13 Bannerman Road is right out there," she said. Maria grinned. She got to the door first, and prayed that it was true, even though River said it was. Was she really home?

As she put her hand on the door, she thought about how Bannerman Road truly was her home; America couldn't ever live up to these standards. She pushed to door open. Beyond them, to Maria's glee, was the big old house on the corner. They had landed in its backyard. Maria literally laughed out loud as she dashed through the gates. River was close behind.

She ran up to the front door. The spare key was under the flowerpot, like always. The door swung open. Maria was about to step inside when River put a hand on her shoulder. Maria glanced back and saw that River looked a bit worried.

"What is it?" Maria asked. River didn't answer right away. She was quiet for a few moments before saying, "Something doesn't seem right."

Her eyebrows furrowed. Even though Maria had only met River twenty minutes ago (maybe more, since she didn't know how long Calcon had knocked them all out), she still trusted River with her life.

"What do you mean?" Maria asked, looking around. It was pretty light out, as if morning had just said hello. Sarah Jane's car was still in the driveway. Across the street was Maria's old house. It was Rani's now, but she didn't mind. Gita's 'Blooming Lovely' Flower van was parked out front and the house was… yellow. Not her first choice, but it isn't her home anymore. She noticed Gita and Haresh Chandra were outside, doing yardwork. They hadn't noticed Maria and River yet. Maria didn't think they knew about aliens. But she didn't see anything off.

"It's just instinct," River murmured. She motioned towards the door seeming to dismiss her 'instinct'. She didn't say more, so Maria hurried through the door.

The first floor had to be empty, because nobody came when the door was opened. 'They must be in the attic,' Maria thought. That's where they usually were.

Maria went up the stairs and River followed her. It had only been a few months since Maria had visited, but it still felt like she hadn't walked these steps in forever. They creaked as her weight rested down on them, but she ignored it.

They passed the second floor, and they heard no sound. Maria wondered as they approached the attic, if they were even there.

"River, did we land on the right date?" Maria asked. River nodded.

"I'm pretty sure we did," she said. "This should be June 8th, 2014." Maria nodded, but that didn't stop her from worrying. They should have heard Sky's high pitched laughter, or the sound of Rani telling Clyde off for something, but there was only silence.

"Maybe they went out," Maria murmured, as she reached for the attic door handle. Something told her that wasn't the case. Maria flinched when she touched the door, because it slowly swung open. It had been ajar. Maria glanced at River, who had visible worry on her face. Something wasn't right. Maria pushed the door open, and she gasped.

The attic was in ruins. There were books thrown everywhere and precious things that Sarah Jane had collected over the years were scattered amongst the floor. Mr. Smith was hiding away in the wall, and when Maria called for her, steam flooded from the chimney, signalling he had no interest in appearing. The pillows that had been on the couch were thrown about as well.

"What happened here?" Maria asked Mr. Smith, even though he wasn't responding. "Mr. Smith? Where are the others? Where is Luke?" More steam flooded into the room. Maria turned to River. "There's something wrong with him. They're gone." She reached down and picked up a book from the floor. Sarah Jane had written it, but half her name was scratched off the cover. Maria's gut twisted.

"This can't be June 8th. They were fine when I called them."

"Something might have happened," said River. "We have to find out what."

Maria bit her lip and turned back towards the door. Something caught her eye that made her gasp out loud.

There were three large slashes in the wallpaper. They each looked about a foot long, dragging their way from the corner of the wall to the grandfather clock next to the attic door. Whatever caused them went deep; the wood beneath where the wallpaper had been was damaged, by something very sharp it seemed. Something had attacked the others. Something dangerous indeed.

The Doctor spent a few minutes fiddling with the controls, trying to fix the scanner. Amy and Rory still stood next to him watching him work. Sarah Jane sat down in the chair, and Donna had gone deeper into the TARDIS, looking for her bedroom.

"Do you know what's wrong with it?" Amy asked 10. He didn't respond, his thoughts fully absorbed in his work. A creak on the grated floor announced Donna's return. She return empty handed, though.

"Couldn't find your bedroom?" Amy asked. Donna shook her head.

"I think the TARDIS is mad at me for calling it a 'bloody box'." Donna replied. Amy smile and nodded.

"We know the feeling."

"Once," Rory said, "when I was making breakfast in the kitchen, the Doctor started flying the TARDIS, and milk spilled all over the floor. The TARDIS wasn't happy about it, and wouldn't show me where my room was unless I had Amy or the Doctor with me." A small smile appeared on Donna's face as she went to go sit next to Sarah Jane.

"How long do you think you'll be?" Donna asked 10. Once again, he ignored them, his hands pulling switches and messing with the scanners wiring.

"Sorry," said Amy. "The Doctor can't come to the phone right now. He's in Dork-tonia. Leave a message after the 'oi'."

"Oi!" said 10, looking up for the first time. Donna chuckled, rolling her eyes, turning her attention to the woman sitting next to her.

"Are you usually this quiet?" Donna asked. Sarah Jane was silent for a moment, then shook her head.

"I've just got a headache," Sarah Jane said, rubbing the back of her head. She winced.

"Are you alright, Sarah Jane?" Rory asked. He walked away from 10 (Amy followed him) and stood in front of Sarah Jane. She didn't respond, just continued to stare at the floor.

The lights were still knocked out from when the TARDIS had been throwing itself about through the vortex. It was that moment when the Doctor finally got them to work. The room lit up with light, and Sarah Jane cried out, covering her eyes.

"Doctor, turn that off," Rory commanded, quickly getting down to his knees in front of her. The light quickly dimmed, and Sarah Jane looked up slightly. Rory did a couple quick tests, like asking her to have her eyes follow his finger, and stood up. "Can you stand?"

"Yeah," she murmured. She didn't sound like her normal self. "I just think I've got a migraine coming on. I think I need to lay down." Donna and Amy aided in helping her stand, and she managed on her own after that. Rory started to lead her down the stairs and down the hall.

"Doctor, stay here and work," Rory said, noticing the sound of his tinkering stopped. There was a moment during which he objected, but he continued to work on the scanner.

The TARDIS seemed to understand something was wrong, and made the med bay the first room outside the console room. Sometimes having a ship that changes around the rooms can be helpful.

Rory, turning into Nurse Williams sat Sarah Jane down on the bed. He didn't turn the light on. Sarah Jane didn't even wait for him to tell her to lay down. He instructed Donna to get some ice from the freezer, and she returned a few minutes later with bag of it wrapped in cloth. Rory told Sarah Jane to got to sleep and placed it over her eyes. He, Amy, and Donna quickly left the room.

"What happened?" asked 10 as soon as they returned. Amy and Donna glanced at Rory, waiting for him to speak.

"She must have banged her head when your reckless driving messed with the TARDIS." 10 glared at him, but didn't say anything. He waited for him to continue. "She doesn't have a concussion," he added when he saw the look on Amy's face. "She just has a migraine now. We need to give her a few hours."

The Doctor nodded in understanding and continued his work, and the TARDIS fell into silence.

Sorry for not updating yesterday. I was in New York City, and by the time I got back home, it was very late.