"So the two of you are searching for parts so you can leave this place?"

"Yes," the Doctor said, nodding in response to Katrina.

"That means you have a way out," Aiden said. Katie smiled lightly.

"We do indeed. The three of you could hitch a ride, if need be."

"Kathryn!"

"What? It isn't like we haven't got room."

"Yes, but it's my—"

"Stop calling TARDIS an it! You're as bad as everyone else who sees her. You know she's alive, so stop acting like she's just a box."

The Doctor smiled lightly. "Good to see you're feeling better."

Katie blinked, realizing the truth in his words, though she didn't say it. "Of course I'm doing fine. I always am."

"Are the two of you father and daughter?" Aiden asked. Katie and the Doctor looked at him with wide eyes.

"No."

"Decidedly not."

"Yes you are."

The group looked at Jaya, who had insisted on sitting in the Doctor's lap. She was busy eating a chocolate bar, the last piece of food that had been in the store's back room. Aiden had had it taped to the bottom of the table they were sitting around, empty MRE containers scattered on it.

"Jaya, don't contradict the visitors. It's not polite," Katrina quietly admonished her sister.

"But they are!" Jaya protested. "They are too related!"

The Doctor held up a hand as Katrina started to say something again. He lifted Jaya onto the table to that he could talk directly to her.

"Why do you say that?"

"Because you feel the same. All edges and color and sparkles." She wrinkled her forehead. "Dark sparkles," she said with a decisive nod before taking another bit of candy.

"What does that mean?" the Doctor asked, his voice gentle and friendly.

"It doesn't mean anything," Aiden quickly said. Katie caught the glance he shared with Katrina. The Doctor had seen it too.

"What is she talking about?" the Doctor said, his curious tone firmer.

Aiden looked reluctant to speak, but Katrina spoke up instead. "Jaya's…she's special."

"Katrina!"

"Aiden, these are good people."

"We don't really know who they are. They may have come for her or something. You know what Dad said."

"Well Dad's not here!" Katrina said, her voice raising the slightest bit. "If you don't step up, then I will." She turned back to Katie and the Doctor. Jaya was still eating her chocolate, seemingly oblivious to the topic at hand. "We don't really know what it is. Ever since she could speak, she's been really perceptive. She can tell what you're thinking if she knows you well enough, and she's never cried when she wants something. She always told us what she wanted, but she sent the want. Like she was beaming it right into our minds."

"Mildly telepathic. Nothing to be worried about," the Doctor said cheerfully.

"It's not just telepathy Doctor," Katrina said. "It's…well sometimes she—"

"Jaya can predict the future," Aiden finished for his sister. "Small things, like what Mom would bring home as a surprise dessert, or a piece Dad would sell."

"But it's been growing, hasn't it?" the Doctor quietly said, the question more of a statement. Katrina and Aiden nodded.

"It's been becoming bigger and bigger. And her mind is even stretching into past things! She looks at someone and knows what they did last year! We're worried about it. It's not…normal."

"Neither am I," Katie said in response to Aiden's statement. There was a silence about the table.

"More?" Jaya asked, holding the empty wrapper up towards the Doctor, her brown eyes large, her tone pleading. The Doctor glanced over at Katie, seemingly at a loss as to how to act with children. Katie smiled teasingly.

"Suppose when you reach your age, you forget what to do with kids." She turned to Jaya and held out her arms, knowing that her long sleeves and the gloves she was now wearing would protect the young girl. "Come on sweetie. You have stickies all over your face."

Jaya sat still for a moment, blinking once, twice. Then she smiled sweetly and held her arms back out towards Katie, who swept her up.

"There's a water closet just around the corner," Katrina called out. Katie nodded in acknowledgement.

Katie balanced Jaya on her hip as she wet a cloth. Despite Jaya's forty-five pounds, Katie held her weight easily.

"Thank you for coming."

"Coming?" Katie asked gently wiping chocolate smears off Jaya's face.

"I sent you a message and you came."

Katie paused, looking quizzically at Jaya. "You were the mental trail?"

"Uh huh. I didn't know how else to make you come and save us."

Katie continued wiping her face. "Well it's a good thing you did, otherwise you'd still be stuck here."

Jaya was silent for a moment, staring at Katie. "I'm sorry."

"For what, honey?"

"For what happened to you. And what's gonna happen."

Katie's expression held underlying fear. "What are you talking about."

"You got hurt." The little girl touched Katie over the place where one of her hearts was. "You got better, but it's gonna hurt again. The nice man's gonna hurt too."

Katie finished wiping Jaya's face. "I think you might want to keep that part to yourself. The Doctor worries enough about me as it is."

"He's worried about you now."

Katie smiled lightly. "Oh, he's always worried about something."

"No, he's really really worried," Jaya insisted. "It's because of them."

"Them? Oh, you mean the Angels. Ah, we'll get past."

"But you didn't. You brought them with you."

Katie's brow furrowed. "What do you mean Jaya?"

"They're in your eyes."

Katie came back into the room with Jaya. The Doctor was still chatting with Aiden and Katrina, looking a tad uncomfortable. Katie set Jaya down on the table and motioned that she wanted to speak to the Doctor. They stepped off to the side.

"Is there something wrong with my eyes?"

The Doctor blinked. "What?"

"Jaya said she saw something. I think I believe her."

"Why?"

"I'm starting to think that the Angels are doing something. Remember I told you about the silver stuff all over you? Well, it's everywhere else too. The air is full of it. I still don't know what it is, but it's all over the place."

"And you think the Angels are using it somehow. To do what?"

"I have no clue. Maybe it's what they eat."

"Potential energy?" Katie nodded.

"It's very possible. An entire city full of people would have a lot of potential. And you live so flipping long that you would be full of it. But why am I seeing it now, and not before?"

The Doctor was silent for a moment. "Perhaps your programming is changing."

"No."

"Kathryn—"

"No, I won't accept that," Katie said firmly. "Maybe I just needed to see a lot of it at once, who knows. I mean, here it's free floating. Everywhere else it was still locked in people. Still, back to the first question: Is there anything in my eyes."

The Doctor stared into Katie's wide open eyes, searching. There was a flicker of something in the back of them. It could have been the light.

"I'm not sure. I have to take a closer look."

Katie caught onto his meaning. "You keep out. We've talked about this once before."

"I'll be careful. If the Angels have done something to you, then we have to check on it. If you're just being an adolescent human, then good for you for experiencing growth pains. But we need to check."

Katie sighed. "Fine. Just be quick. I don't want you prodding."

The Doctor gently laid his fingers on Katie's temples. Taking a deep breath and closing his eyes, he effortlessly made the connection, years of practice making it simple to step through the door between their minds.

He was in a labyrinth. Varying kinds of stone made up the walls, a veritable patchwork of rock. All along the walls of the maze doors stood, each one perfectly identical, each one closed. A girl stood off to the side. Her hair was golden brown, skin white but heavily freckled, nose lightly snubbed, and her round eyes were a dark, dark blue. Her figure was stocky, though not so far as to make her fat. He peered at her.

"Kathryn?"

"That's not my name, but it works," the girl said, her voice deeper than he was used to hearing from her. It carried a carelessness that had vanished from her speech weeks ago. "Why are you here? There's nothing to see here. No one but me. You can leave now."

"Things can hide."

"Why would I hide something?"

"You wouldn't. Others would."

The girl got suddenly angry. "What, you don't trust me to make decisions? You think I don't have sense? You think just because you have your charisma, your prowess, that that somehow elevates you? You think that just because you have the name that you have the right to preside over me?"

The Doctor had no idea as to where that outburst had come from, but he didn't like it. He took a step towards the girl. "Kathryn—"

Instantly, he felt something stop behind him. Turning around, he found himself nose to fang with a Weeping Angel, its arm stretched out towards him. He started, the sight of the open jaws startling him. The girl walked up behind him.

"Isn't he lovely? All sparkles and light. So peaceful."

He looked aghast at Katie. The statue before them was anything but peaceful. "What are you talking about?"

Her expression was one of pity. "Oh Doctor, I know you can't see it, but they're so lovely, so gentle, so graceful." Katie seemed to get an idea.

"I know!" she exclaimed gleefully. "Maybe, since you're here, you can see them as they really are. Then you'd understand." She grabbed his hand. The labyrinth shifted around them, Katie effortlessly zipping through her own mind. The world stopped spinning in front of a door. Dozens of Weeping Angels stood around it, reaching for the light streaming out from under it, the multiple colors spinning around the bottom.

The Doctor could feel the crackle in the air from the energy straining to be released from its prison. His senses were sharpened, and everything carried a glow. More than ever, the Doctor felt the urge to run, move, think, talk, anything but stand still. He vaguely wondered if Katie felt that way all the time.

"I do, but even more so," the girl clutching his hand said. She didn't look up at him, and her voice was more of a sad monotone. "I feel it so much that it hurts. The only thing that helps is to run and never stop, and that only makes it worse." She sighed. "I wish I knew why I have to be like this."

Kathryn seemed oblivious to the presence or the Angels. A few of them turned to look at them, light sparks springing from their joints as they moved.

"This is where I keep it all," the girl said. "Maybe it can let you see."

Not letting go of him, she reached for the handle. The Doctor jerked her back. The Angel's gazes followed the movements.

"What are you doing?" she protested. "This is okay. It's only my mind. I know what's in it."

"No you don't, because you always refuse to look at it. If those things want it—"

"They aren't things!" the girl screeched, nearly in tears. "They're friends! They understand me! They can hear the colors, feel the sounds, taste the light, smell the thoughts. They know what it's like! They know how it feels to be trapped in yourself, to want to move even when you can't. They know how much it hurts! You don't! You never could." She sniffed. "And you never will."

The Doctor felt himself pushed out of Katie's mind; they both reeled back, inhaling deeply.

"What…the hell was…was that?" Katie said, trying to catch her breath. "How deep were you in?"

The Doctor grabbed Katie's shoulders, bending down so that he could clearly see her face. "Kathryn, did you see them too?"

"I…"

The Doctor's gaze seemed to drill into her. She licked her lips nervously, his look unnerving her.

"Yes. I did. Doctor, how did they get into my head?"

"You watched them," Jaya's small voice said. "They were pretty, so you looked at them, and they crawled inside."

Katie broke away from the Doctor and crouched in front of Jaya. Aiden and Katrina looked confused and worried. "Jaya, how did they crawl inside?"

"They're like you."

The Doctor's face adopted a look of comprehension. Katrina spoke out.

"How are they like Katie? She hasn't done anything."

"No, but she does the same thing."

Katie glared at the Doctor. "I haven't gone whisking others away to other times, or killed anyone. Well, not recently."

"You eat the same way they do. Energy absorption. They're a bit pickier than you are, but it boils down to the same thing. And then there's energy manipulation. You aren't as advanced as the Angels are at it, but I've still seen you use heat and sound to get what you want. And all those things you said." The Doctor peered at Katie. "They've used that to pry into your head. And now they're there to stay."

*Constructive critisisim welcome, praise happily accepted, flames not wanted*