Hey guys! So this is a bonus chapter. I know many people haven't read this but I wanted to do this. The bit from Nyssa's diary I wrote in whilst updating my story: Memories and thought it would suit being in here too. Ace XD

Allons-y!

She looked around seeing many things - the androids mask, the star chart and the book titled 'Black Orchid',which the Doctor had given him, just yesterday, on the pillow. It look the same as when he was here. Well, apart from the spine-chilling, blood-curdling feeling in the air, swarming around her.

It was then she saw a badge: a gold and blue, star-shaped badge. A gold and blue, star-shaped badge, which seemed very familiar. A gold and blue, star-shaped badge, which belonged to him. A gold and blue, star-shaped badge, which was his. His gold and blue, star-shaped badge. It was in pieces. Fragments. Fragments, which she had found. Fragments, which she had found after his death. Nyssa didn't know how her heart never broke in doing so - because right now it was throbbing inside it's biological cage.

There was mathematical calculations stretching across the white room's walls. Very complicated, mathematical calculations stretching across the white room's walls. They were scribbled in pencil and were very rushed. A tally chart of arguments with the Doctor. Arguments. Hard to believe now...

She studied his room further - finding nothing of importance. The only thing of importance now was him.

The Trakenite noticed a notepad on the floor - and couldn't help but pick it up and start nosing and flicking through its pages.

' 145278963

X 145278963

2.110597709035537e+16 '

That was probably the simplest sum in there. Nyssa let out a small, weak chuckle as a river of tear flowed down her face. That was so very Adric.

She flicked through more:

' = 205920 X y + p = 5148016'

She gave a sad smile. She was right.

' 26/04/1982: Teach Nyssa how to count (ask TARDIS when that day is)'

Another tear formed in her eye and was sent spiraling down her flushed, red cheek.

That will never be able to be done now.

Nyssa raced to her room, needing to share her emotions. She returned with her 'Diary' as humans call it. The Doctor suggested she get one to her after Traken was destroyed, he'd regenerated and Adric - a tear slipped - was kidnapped by the Master, wearing her farther's face. This memory only made her cry more.

She began writing, expressing her emotions, in her curly, clear handwriting.

"Adric's dead. I can't believe it. I woke up this morning expecting to find him scribbling more calculations on his walls, because he was frustrated after having yet another argument with the Doctor.

In reality, a tear slipped.

"We never went anywhere today. I'm glad. The Doctor still hasn't spoken. Still shell-shocked. So am I - and Tegan.

In reality, a tear slipped.

"I found his notebook today. It's mainly got algebra and any sort of Maths you can think of in there. I laughed for the first time since yesterday when I saw that. A weak laugh but still a laugh, none the less. That is- was so very him.

In reality, a tear slipped.

"I'm crying now, as I was at that point. I found a note saying 'Teach Nyssa to count better' scheduled for tomorrow. It's too late to do now. I'll have to ask the Doctor to help once he's over his shock, which, despite all their arguments, hit him hard.

In reality, a tear slipped.

"I wonder if he ever knew I loved him. I hope he did. I wonder if he ever love me. At least he'll be at peace now. With Varsh probably. Hopefully. I- Tegan's crying. I think I'm going to see her now.

In reality, a tear slipped.

"Nyssa."

A tear slipped.

She trudged carefully and silently into Tegan's room. Her friend was hugging he knees as she lent against the wall. Nyssa slid down next to the air-hostess, putting an arm around her and started to cry as well...