When they stopped outside the Doctor turned to Grace and held her shoulders gently, but firmly, and looked her in the eye. "I know that you have knowledge of these Angels but that can't ever replace experience. No matter what, Grace, you don't take your eyes off them. And they can never touch you."

Grace raised an eyebrow. "Okay, Dad. I promise."

He released her and Jack moved to her side. The Doctor took out the sonic and unlocked the door. He opened it with a breath and the group walked in. There were two Angels facing the wall of the store they had just come from, only inches away. There were three facing them, arms raised but it looked more like a stretch than an attack.

"Doctor," Donna murmured her voice worried, eyes on Grace.

The Doctor looked over at his daughter staring at the Angels, head tilted just slightly, deep in thought. "Right, well we've seen them, so let's back out of here…and most likely run."

The three moved towards the door, backing out, eyes never leaving the Angels, but Grace didn't move.

"Grace," Jack whispered. "Come on."

When she still didn't move the Doctor stepped forward grabbing her hand and pulling her with him. At the door though, with one hand on the door handle the other holding hers, he felt her resist again. He started to say something, but she still had the thoughtful look on her face. "What is it, Grace."

She didn't look at him, "Do you trust me, Dad?"

His forehead wrinkled as he thought. Oh, he knew the answer, but for all that Grace had seen in her short amount of years there were so many things he had shielded her from. Including these Angels and he knew that she couldn't know what she was getting into. But there was only one option, he did, always would. "Yes."

She swallowed in a worried gulp, "They seem like their waiting don't they?"

He looked at them again, going past just seeing their forms. He saw what she meant; the Angels by the wall must have heard them and could have been over there in seconds flat. The wall wouldn't have been an obstacle. "You think they are waiting…for like a command? They don't exactly follow orders."

"No," she agreed, her voice tight with thought. "How long do you think it would take for them to get to us? Like five seconds?"

"Yeah," he agreed, fear filling him as he understood what she was asking. "This isn't a good idea, Grace."

He knew she smiled, he could feel her fingertips against his skin pouring out fear and excitement. "Close your eyes."

"Grace," Jack and Donna said at the same time.

"No, sweetheart. Let's go." Donna pleaded with her daughter.

"It's okay," Grace reassured. "Close your eyes. Five seconds. Then open them again."

The Doctor knew he should argue, but he didn't. He had all the faith in the world in this girl. "Okay."

"Now," she ordered. And he did, both holding their breaths. One, Two, Three, Four, Five and open. The Angels were still in the same spot.

"Why didn't they attack?"

"Who cares," Donna pulled them out with force and Jack shut the door when they were clear. She pulled them into a tight embrace and then pushed them back and glared. "What were you thinking? Are you both crazy?"

Grace tried to look serious but her face broke out in a smile, the Doctor looked to her and grinned also. They both laughed, a laugh that was equal parts thankful for being alive, and the way Donna looked at them. "Sorry, Mom." Grace pacified.

"And you," she poked the Doctor in the chest, but he was thankful the slapping days were long gone, although he suspected she would find one in her if he didn't drop the smile. "You've got that great big brain; you would think you would have used it."

"It's my fault," Grace argued, always protecting him, when he was just as much to blame. He may have been her protector but she was his defender.

Donna sucked in a breath, "I'm just glad you guys are okay, so why didn't they attack then?"

"What do you think they are waiting on, Grace?" Jack asked, moving in closer now that the anger wouldn't be thrown at him in passing.

"It's like their waiting on an order. Someone to tell them to, you know?"

The three nodded their heads in agreement. "But they don't follow orders, Grace." The Doctor reminded.

"There is a first time for everything… maybe we should split up. They don't seem to be too feisty at the moment."

"Okay," the Doctor agreed.

"I'll go with Grace." Jack volunteered with a bit too much enthusiasm. The Doctor gave him a fatherly stare.

"Fine," he said. "Grace, don't every under estimate them. They are more dangerous than even my memories can show you."

She nodded. "I'll be safe. You two better be too. Meet here in an hour?"

The Doctor nodded reluctantly, "One hour, and Jack you better take care of her. If anything happens, I'll hold you responsible."

"Yes, sir," Jack gave a salute but his face said that he understood.

"Relax," Grace muttered. As she turned to leave she gave them a quick glance. "Love you, guys."

"And we love you," Donna returned and they watched them walk away.

When they were far enough away the Doctor turned to Donna. "Do I have to accept this?"

Donna chuckled. "She could do worse, you know."

"Really?" the Doctor asked even though it was true. Jack wasn't the man the Doctor met so many years ago. And he certainly adored Grace.

"Yes, you're just being a father. No one will ever be good enough." She said wisely.

"Got that right," the Doctor agreed and pulled Donna into a hug.

She smelled like shampoo and sunlight, and he could think of a million things he would like to do with her, if he didn't have to save the world and meet his daughter in an hour. "Mrs. Noble, I think I have a wonderful idea for tonight." His chest rumbled with desire. Horrible timing but she did that to him.

She smiled. "We better get busy then." She turned and started walking down the street. "Oh, if it involves your red tie, it is so your turn."

He chuckled and jogged to catch up with her, sliding his hand into hers.