On Tuesday April 19th, 2011 Elisabeth Sladen, most famously known as Sarah Jane Smith has passed away from Cancer. It makes me sad, but I remember her always as a great actor.

Own Nothing

Chapter Fifteen.

Hermione sat on the couch at Alan's house, listening to the part outside, the kids laughing and screaming as Teddy opened up his gifts. She sighed, she wanted to be out there, but she didn't have the strength to get back up. Alan had helped her over to his house earlier that morning, setting her on the couch and told her not to move. Her parents helped him get everything ready as Teddy had slept over at Sarah Jane's with Luke and clyde the night before.

"I can't believe my son is sixteen." Hermione sighed, closing her eyes as she leaned back against the couch. She rested her head on her hand as listened to everyone outside.

"Hello there." Hermione looked up to see Christie walking into the living room. "What's with all the cars outside? Someone having a party and didn't invite me?"

"It's my son, Teddy's sixteenth birthday. Alan volunteered the backyard." Hermione stated, smiling up at her. "There's food back there if you want some, you're more then welcome to stay."

"No, I'm fine I just wanted to see if Maria wanted to go shopping, but I guess she's busy." Her smiled fell. "Speaking of which, why aren't you out there? It's your son's party."

"I was shot during my last case." Hermione winced as she moved to sit upright. "I can't do much, I only just got out of the hospital."

"Oh, that's right you work for special forces or something." Christie remembered. They both looked up to see Maria coming in with a tray. "Hey Maria."

"Hi Mum." Maria smiled up at her mother as she sat the tray on Hermione's lap, ignoring Hermione's stares. "Dad says you need to eat. And I'm to make sure that you eat all of it."

Hermione continue to stare, her eyebrow raised in question, glancing down at the hamburger and a small salad. There was bottle of water and a couples pilled on the side. There was another small glass with a light orange liquid. Hermione guess it was a potion. "You don't need to sit and here watch me Maria, go out and be with the party, your mum's here, spend some time with her." Hermione gestured toward Christie.

"I will, after you eat everything." Maria stared back at Hermione. Hermione frowned, realizing all the time Maria spent between her and Sarah Jane, she was getting really stubborn. "I want you to be healthy again..." She let the sentence drop, but Hermione knew what she was talking about.

Hermione shook her head lightly smiling, "Okay. Okay you win." Picking up her fork and began eating the salad. "Why don't you get your mum a plate?" She looked up at Christie. "Come sit down we never had the chance to talk."

"If you're sure." Christie sat down on the other end of the couch. "If I'm not a bother." Her eyes looking between her daughter her ex-husband's girlfriend. She saw something between them, as if something had changed.

"Yea, let me get you something to drink and some food." Maria stood up, kissing them both on the cheek and ran back outside.

"They are worried about me, I was really hurt, but hopefully I'll recover soon." Hermione sighed, she didn't care for people taking complete care of her.

"What do you do anyway Hermione?" Christie asked.

"Well I chase criminals, and before you ask, not in a bounty hunter way...well sort of. But I'm like split between a detective and a special agent that stops terrorist attacks. Special Ops you could say."

"So like Torchwood?" Christie asked.

Hermione thought about it. "I guess so, I've never dealt with Torchwood, but I would like to sometime." She smiled as Maria came back in.

"Here you go Mum. She handed her a plate with Hamburger, salad and some chips. "I told dad you were here and was talking to Hermione, keeping her company. He said he'll be in here later." She glanced at Hermione's plate. "If it makes you feel better Dad didn't make the food. Grams did. She's a really good cook. Like you."

"Grams?" Christie asked, confused.

"My parents came for a visit from Australia. To see Teddy. And like me, she refused to let Alan cook."

"I bet, all that man could do was beans and toast." Christie laughed, causing the other two to laugh. They began talking about how Alan couldn't cook and how funny he was. They talked about school for Maria and how Christie was with her boyfriend.

Luke came running into the room. "Maria, Teddy needs you."

"What does he need?" Maria asked standing up.

"He says Uncle Harry is beating him in futball and needs you." Luke smiled, leading Maria outside.

"Have fun." Hermione called out, as it was just her and Christie. "They're really cute together, her and Luke. But I think he's too shy to do anything."

"Maria will get him to soon enough." Christie smiled, eating her hamburger. Her and Hermione ate in silence as they finished her food. When they both was finished, Christie looked up to see Alan walking in. "Hello Alan."

"Hey Christie, nice to see you." He smiled, turning to look at Hermione. He frowned when he saw that she hadn't taken her medicine yet. "You need to take your meds." He stated, kneeling beside her.

"I'm to full." Hermione groaned, rolling her eyes as Alan handed her the potion anyway. "I swear you're worse then my mother." She downed the potion, cringing at the taste. "I would never wish that on anyone." She muttered as he switched on the glass for the water and the pills. She sighed, popping the pills in her mouth and took a sip of water.

"Good now we wait." He smiled, kissing her on the forehead. "Six months to go."

Hermione smiled as he took their plates to the kitchen leaving her and Christie. "Less than a year to go."

Hermione sighed, the whole conversation she was dreading all day. "When I was shot, I was pregnant. We didn't know, I was told that I could never get pregnant, but I was almost to second term. And I lost it. A year is when they want us to try again." Hermione looked down at her lap.

"So you and Alan were having a baby?" She heard Christie asked.

"Yes," Hermione sighed, when she felt Christie get up from the couch.

"I'm happy for you two for trying. I'm sorry it didn't work out." Christie sighed, causing Hermione to look up. "Tell Alan and Maria that I had to go." She turned and left the room leaving Hermione alone in the living room.