A couple minutes before, Abel held Martha from the back, his gun positioned against the back of her skull amidst the blinding white light all around them. The Hand of Omega was close to them generating an extreme amount of some type of unexplainable energy. "I'm going to release my arms and you're going to sit down."

Martha's first instinct was to be terrified, but for a second she had forgotten that she really had the upper hand. If he was going to kill her he would have done it already. Abel wanted her to believe he'd kill her, but Martha saw through the facade. The Time Agent loved her whether he'd fully admit it or not knowing her better than anyone had ever before, but the feelings weren't mutual and it was time to stop playing games. As Abel began to release his arms Martha brought her right leg back connecting with his groin.

Abel immediately doubled over, but in sheer anger pushed Martha hard on the ground before reaching down with one of his hands and spreading his legs apart. "You're going to pay for that, Martha!"

She began to get up. "I told you I would stop you!"

"Martha, let me have the Hand. We can be partners. You have to believe me, I was never interested in a Dalek army. With you we can make our species the best in the galaxy. We'd be the new Time Lords! Think of it. No more fights for survival, no more living in a third dimensions. We'd be gods!"

Martha retaliated releasing anger she didn't know she had pushing him to the ground and screaming, "Never," as Abel fell and hit his head hard.

She turned around calming down while staring at where the light radiated from the outline of what was supposed to be the Hand. It was almost shaped like a dumbbell but Martha couldn't be too sure. The object was so bright that she could never gaze at it fully, but this was the Hand of Omega. This was the object that everyone was fighting over. This was the object that could end the universe as she knew it. It was more impressive than even she may have dreamed it to be. Martha had to touch it and she instinctively laid a hand on it noticing that it did not burn her.

Suddenly, there was no sound around her and then she sensed it as the white light disappeared. Abel had been getting back up but he was frozen. A rock that had begun to fall from the roof hung suspended in the air. The world was frozen still and time had stopped. It was utterly impossible and yet it was completely fantastic. Martha had never felt this kind of power before so she laid her other hand down on the object and closed her eyes. She felt an urging need to sense it all.

Immediately, she became overwhelmed noticing everything and everywhere and it was just an ear splitting noise. She wanted to cover her ears and end it all, but she wanted to learn more.

The entire universe stood still and nothing anywhere was in motion. The people in the Sirian cities stood still, Earth was completely dormant, and the S.S. Bad Wolf sat in space just above the planet below. In the ship one of Dalek Caan's communicator's was lit up in mid conversation as the Doctor stood horrified looking at Rose's demise in the TARDIS. Two strikes of plasma stood suspended in the air mere milliseconds from striking a scared Rose. It was utterly horrifying seeing these scenes and Martha wished there was something she could do. It was right then that she knew.

In all the universe all motion seized and waited for her. Only it was waiting, anything and everything was listening. Creatures that Martha would never meet were listening. Blazing stars churning out hundreds of watts were listening. Rose was listening.

Martha cried out, "Rose, dodge left!" She remembered the words despite all of the other knowledge assaulting her from the universe. When the Doctor had touched the citadel only hours previously he had inexplicably screamed those very same words. The Doctor had heard her voice and had shouted the warning.

Martha began to sweat, continually baring the great burden on her body. She wouldn't survive too much longer under this strain. Despite how invigorating and empowering it all was she had to let go, so she did. Just as quickly as everything stopped, Martha removed her hands and everything moved again.

Rose reacted promptly, throwing herself down to the left onto the hard TARDIS grating as the two shock waves from the soldiers passed right over her body, striking the walls. She should have died, but she didn't. Rose had been given a second chance and this time she wasn't going to squander it.

With pure innate exhilaration, the blonde made her move running past the completely stunned guards into the corridors of the S.S. Bad Wolf. As she ran with shots in her wake behind her, she knew in her heart that she was supposed to die right there and something had made her live. If this was war, Rose believed that she was meant to do something great right now, but was unsure exactly what that was. Whatever it was it would find her first rather than she find it.

The Doctor stared astonished at the screen before voicing to whoever would listen, "I don't feel it anymore. One minute she was destined to die and the next it's like it was never meant to be."

Dalek Caan answered. "Time-has-been-al-ter-ed. The-Hand-has-been-grab-bed."

"Martha."

Martha's head was pounding purely assaulted by all the knowledge that took her at once. She couldn't remember a single shred of it but only knew how overwhelming it all had been. Everything had just been noise and none of it made sense. Abel got back to standing and noticed her discomfort.

"What did you see?"

"Everything. It was… it was just horrifying."

Martha stood still almost staring at nothing while Abel moved to hug her. "I'm sorry, Martha."

Martha knew that there was not one reason why he was sorry. It could have been for many reasons. Abel could have been sorry for threatening her, sharing the burden from the assault on her mind, or just sorry to see her so overwhelmed. Martha knew that the Time Agent loved her and had all this time. Still, it didn't make this any easier.

While Abel hugged her with regret she came back to awareness knowing the action that needed to be taken and grabbed the gun from his belt holster. She had to end it.

Abel released his compassionate hold on Martha completely perplexed and tried to grab it back from her, but she quickly aimed the piece at the Hand of Omega. No one was meant to ever have that kind of power, even herself. The Doctor was right when he warned her now dangerous it was.

Abel remarked, "You can't! If you destroy the Hand you may fracture reality as it is, and I know you don't trust me, but Martha, I don't know if we'll survive if you break it. We could both die."

"It's evil, Abel. I can't let anyone ever feel this. Not ever again."

Rose reached the end of a hall running into a dead end panting with the soldiers catching up on her. There was nowhere she could go and the new sight in front of her made her heart catch in her chest in fear. Before Rose was a room full of Dalek bodies. She was trapped with no way out, again, and this time she couldn't run away. The Bad Wolf looked to be truly ready to meet her end.

Martha fired the gun, smashing the Hand of Omega into a huge burst of power, as Abel dematerialized holding a regretful face before the world around her all went dark.

An explosion the size of the canyon on the planet Sirius below could be clearly seen from space and Martha was right in the center of it…