Torchwood

London, England

1:30 p.m.

Emily sat on the outskirts of the conversation as Jack, the Doctor and others discussed how to end the war the Daleks brought to Earth. As much as she wanted to participate, to be there to help her country, Emily could not bring herself to be in the same room as Jack. She kept her back to the group, but Donna could tell from the young woman's body language that she was listening. While the others were intent on their plans, Donna watched Emily struggle with her own feelings. Donna could understand that. In a world where time and space were not constant, relationships often failed at the whim of a specific event in time. Donna did not know all of the specifics of Emily and Jack's relationship, but she suspected that something happened to rip them apart. Donna hated it. As an incurable romantic, she always hoped that any couple would come together and stay together. It gave her hope for her own future. Stepping away from the conversation, Donna walked over to Emily and put her arm around the young woman.

"Come on," said Donna, "let's take a walk."

Donna and Emily walked away from the conversation. Emily's eyes were dry, but red and the pain was evident in them. Donna kept her arms around the young woman.

"Come on luv," said Donna, "tell me what's the story between you and Captain Jack."

Emily had no idea why, but she told her story to Donna. Her marriage to Jack, the loss of their daughter, his disappearance, and the fact that she thought he was dead. By the time she ended, Donna was in tears too. Breathing in, Donna looked at the younger woman.

"Look," she told Emily, "I know this is hard, but you have to put your personal feelings aside."

"I've tried," said Emily, "but it's all too much." "First, my dad shows up, then my not-so dead husband." Emily shuddered. "I always thought I was tough, but now I know that is not true." She paused and looked over at Jack and the Doctor. "I need to get out of here if I am going to help."

"Where would you go?" asked Donna.

"Glastonbury, "replied Emily. "That is where the tear in time and space is." "That is where we sent everyone through to a parallel world." She looked at Donna and crept closer. "I didn't tell the group, but there is an inherent danger in what we have done."

Donna suddenly felt her blood run cold. "What do you mean?"

Emily inhaled. "There is a possibility that we may not be able to bring people back." "They may end up stuck there." Seeing the shock on Donna's face, Emily turned away. "Others from that world may end up over here, and even the Daleks may end up going through the tear to other parallel worlds." Emily turned around and faced Donna. "That's why you probably should not have congratulated me on creating that world." Emily rubbed her face with her hands. "There are dangers in acting like God; just ask the Doctor."

Donna did not say anything and tried to absorb what she was being told. Everyone in Britain save for a few people were sent to a parallel universe, yet if the Daleks or the other worlds find this tear then this reality could be forever changed. She looked at Emily and saw how miserable the young woman was about playing 'God.' Donna put her hand on the young woman's shoulder and Emily looked up.

"Without a doubt, you are your father's daughter," said Donna, "You should be very proud of yourself."

"Why?" asked Emily numbly. "Instead of creating a solution, I may have created an even bigger problem."

"Many lives were saved because of you," said Donna, "You took a risk; someone had too." Donna nodded over to the Doctor. "Your dad would have done the same."

Emily looked over at the Doctor. "Dad," she said with some finality. "That word sounds so strange to me." Emily looked at Donna somewhat disconcerted. "He looks at me like I am the answer to his prayers."

"You are," said Donna. "He has been looking for a companion of his blood for some time."

"I'm human," said Emily, "I cannot be with him forever."

Donna felt herself hesitate. She wanted to be truthful with Emily. She felt the young woman deserved it. Yet Emily's fragile state of mind may not be able to take the truth. How would Emily deal with the fact that her own father might try to manipulate her DNA and take away the essence of what made her human? That is what she and Martha discovered for the Doctor. He wanted to know if Emily's DNA could be manipulated and through Martha's work at Torchwood they discovered that it could be. Upon that discovery, Martha and Donna knew that this would create a difficult situation for the Doctor. Could he forever force a change on a woman he barely knew? Was his desire for a lifelong companion so great that he would be willing to do so? Both Martha and Donna weren't sure they wanted to know that answer.

"Donna?" asked Emily. "Are you okay?"

"Yea, luv," said Donna. "I'm fine." "What are you going to do?"

"I'm going to Glastonbury," said Emily, pulling out her Blackberry.

"How are you going to get there?" Donna asked. "Glastonbury is a hundred miles from here."

Emily suddenly grinned. "You have your backup in the Doctor." She began scrolling down until she found the number she was looking for and punched it. "I have mine."

Meanwhile

The Doctor, Martha, and Jack were carefully gathered around a computer in Torchwood's central hub. Jack was bringing up videos cameras that Torchwood had placed in every major city in Britain. Each camera showed the same: every major British city was empty. Jack grinned. "You have to hand it to your daughter," he said looking up at the Doctor, "she's got skills."

The Doctor's calm demeanor suddenly looked stern. "You mean your wife?"

Jack's face changed as well. "You don't understand everything that happened." He glared at the Doctor. "What I did," he said, "I did it to protect her."

"You abandoned her" said the Doctor savagely. "You left her when she needed you the most."

Jack smiled at the Doctor. "You did the same to her mother." He leaned forward until he and the Doctor were nearly nose-to-nose. "So don't judge me."

"Guys," said Martha. "Can we have this mano-o-mano discussion later?" Martha stood up and put her arm between them separating them from each other. She looked from one to the other. "We have more important issues to deal with right now."

The Doctor and Jack backed away from each other. Martha knew that both men would have this conversation again. "Now," said the Doctor, "what about this tear?"

"What tear?" asked Martha.

"The tear Emily had to create in order to send most of Britain to a parallel universe" said the Doctor. "There is a chance that we might not be able to bring most of Britain back or even worse, other people from parallel universes could come here and the Daleks could move between worlds. "

"Great," said Martha. "Now what do we do?"

"Go to the source of the tear," said Jack. "bring our people back and close it forever."

"What about the Daleks?" asked Martha. "We can't exposure a general populace to the Daleks."

"We need to get rid of the Daleks first" said the Doctor. "I think I know a way to do that."

"Doctor," said Martha in a warning voice, "don't you dare!"

"Martha," said the Doctor, "I can lure them into space." The Doctor ran his fingers through his hair until it stood up. "It is the only way."

"Your wrong," said Jack, "They didn't come to Earth for you." He looked over at Emily who was in deep conversation with Donna. "They came for Emily."

"Why?" asked the Doctor. "What would they want with her?"

"Her abilities," said Martha, "she has your abilities, but she is still human."

"Which means they can control her" said Jack, "and even force her to change."

"Change into what?" demanded the Doctor, although his face showed that he already knew the answer.

"A dalek-human-time lord hybrid," said Martha, "I suspect they have been watching her for years, waiting for her to grow up."

"I wish they had waited for our daughter to grow up," said Jack with sadness, "They tried to take her when she was small, probably to get to us . . ." He paused unable to continue. "She died."

"The Daleks killed my granddaughter?" asked the Doctor.

"Yes," whispered Jack. He nodded over to Emily. "She doesn't know." "She thinks the baby died of SIDS."

"Why would you tell her that kind of lie?" demanded the Doctor.

Jack squared his shoulders and stared at the Doctor. "Her mother had just died. Our baby was dead, and she has no idea that a time lord was her father." Through clenched teeth, "why should I put her through more suffering than she has already experienced?"

"What about leaving her?" replied the Doctor coldly. "Didn't that cause suffering or was your marriage that bad?

Jack stood up, and it was only the restraining hand of Martha that kept him from going after the Doctor. "Don't talk about things you don't understand." Jack clenched his jaw, obviously wanting to say more, but deciding it was not the best time to do so. "I have a plan to protect Emily and get the Daleks out of here." He sat down heavily. "I've had it in mind for the last 5 years."

"What is it?" asked Martha while the Doctor silently glared at Jack.

Before Jack could answer, there was a loud bang at the door rapidly followed by more bangs and voices.

"What the . . ." began Jack, who looked at a startled Doctor and worried Martha. "Are you expecting anyone?"

"No," shouted Emily running past them, "I am."

Present Time

Donna had walked up and joined the others while they heard Emily obviously talking to a group of people. The Doctor had to admit that he had not heard her so excited since they first met. Martha, the Doctor and Jack looked at Donna.

"What is going on?" asked Martha.

Donna shrugged and looked amused. "She said that she was calling her backup team" She looked over at Jack. "Emily plans on going to Glastonbury."

"The source of the tear," said Jack. He got up and walked around. Then he stopped and stared at the group in horror. "Oh my God! I know what she plans to do." At that moment, Emily came running back in with her team which consisted of her three students, George, Frank, and Sherri.

"Guys," said Emily by way of introduction, "this is my team: George, Frank, and Sherri." The four had their arms slung around each other and were grinning. "We're going to Glastonbury to shut the tear and disarm the Daleks."

"You can't do that" snapped Jack. "You could all die."

"I don't understand" said Donna. "Why would they die?" "Isn't closing the tear a good thing?"

"Yes," said Emily looking at Jack for the first time. "It is a necessary choice."

"No!" shouted Jack, "It isn't."

"To close that tear," said the Doctor, "you would have to generate an incredible amount of energy." He looked at Emily. "You picked Glastonbury because of the magnetic energy there."

"Yes," she replied. "If I can control the energy there, I can bring everyone home and disarm the Daleks."

The Doctor raised his eyebrows. "How do you plan to control that energy?"

Emily looked at her team and smiled. George spoke up. "That is where our brilliance comes in." He looked over at Frank and Sherri. "Guys, if you will."

Sherri and Frank pulled out their Blackberry's and aimed them at each other. The result was a 3-D hologram of a machine. Emily pointed at the machine. "We created this machine to take the Earth's magnetic energy and use it to open an area in time and space." As she was speaking, the hologram was showing the machine from all sides. "Glastonbury is one of several spots around the world where magnetic energy is the strongest, but I picked it because the energy there is among the most ancient on Earth."

"With that type of energy," said Fred, picking up the lecture, "and our machine, we can transport people back and forth through time and close the tear."

"Furthermore," said Sherri, "we can use our own energy to take out the Daleks."

The Doctor felt his face drain. "You mean to hook yourself up to the machine, don't you?"

"No," said Emily, "I mean to hook myself up to the machine." She looked at the Doctor. "I've always been able to use my energy with the machine to bend space-time." "When I was in the Tardis, on our way here, I transmitted my energy through my phone to the machine. That's how people were taken to another universe."

"I take it those aren't regular Blackberry's," said Donna.

"Nope," said George, "One of my own design." "I've actually patent it . . ."

"You can't do that," said the Doctor tersely cutting him off. "The combination of that ancient energy and your DNA could kill you."

"It's what has to be done," said Emily, looking over at Jack. "You know that I am right."

"Emily," began Donna, "are you sure there is no other way?"

Emily looked at her new friend and smiled sadly. "I know if the Daleks find me that they will use me to create some sort of hybrid." She looked over at the Doctor. "I figured that out when we were on our way to London." She bit her lip and then looked at Jack. "I know that is why our baby died." Jack opened his mouth, but nothing came out. Emily walked over to her team and they linked arms. "I have to do this." She smiled. "I love you all." Then using their Blackberry's, Emily and her team disappeared.

"Emily!" shouted Jack as she faded away. He reached for her but she was gone. Sighing, he turned to the group with a grin escaping his face.

"You've got to hand it to her," he said to the Doctor, "she's got style."

"Emily's not the only one with a teleport machine," said Martha, "We can use it to get to Glastonbury."

The Doctor looked at Jack. "What's this five year plan of yours?"

"We don't have much time," said Jack breaking into a run with Martha alongside, "I'll explain along the way."

"Oh God!" exclaimed Donna, "Not more running."

"Come on," said the Doctor, "It's all part of the fun."

As they broke into a run, Donna told the Doctor. "I'm getting one of those phones from George, so I can teleport anywhere I want."

His laughter followed them down the hallway.