Hi it'd Lugrpa writing again! I had bad writers block before, but the last chapter that itsthetruth wrote gave me SO much inspiration! WASN'T HER CHAPTER AMAZING? This chapter's dedicated to her!

The Doctor's jaw dropped and his hand flew up to his cheek, where a perfect print of my palm was. "What the hell was that for?"

My eyes flamed with fury. I was like a kettle that was left for too long on the stove, boiling over with anger. "You LEFT me for 3 MONTHS! Sorry if I'm ANGRY!"

"Leah, you have to forgive me for this." He babbled.

"Save it." I rolled my eyes and walked towards the park. I needed to clear my head, think things through. What the hell was going on? There must be some rip in time. Why would the TARDIS be wanting me to do things over? Oh, so she could ditch me and I'd stay with Jack. Not happening bitch. I plopped down on a swing and buried my face in my hands.

Someone sat down on the swing next to me. "You're going to have to forgive him sometime." Jack whispered.

I looked up at him. "And why should I bloody do that?" I snapped and looked over at the TARDIS. The Doctor was leaning against her, looking down and kicking some dirt.

"Because you love him." Jack said solemnly.

My breath caught in my throat. I knew those words were painful for Jack. But I knew he was right. "Things can change."

"But not this." He gave me a hopeful smile. No matter how furious I was with the Doctor, something inside me just couldn't stay mad. A smile crept on to my face, and I leapt up from the swing. I ran over to the Doctor, and right as he looked up, I pressed my lips against his. He wrapped his arms around my waist, and finally I had to come up for a breath.

"What made you change your mind?" The Doctor asked, trying to catch his breath.

I looked down. "Jack. The TARDIS. And oddly, Rory."

The Doctor gave me a confused look. "What?"

I smiled and shook my head. "If you could do it all again, would you change anything?"

He grabbed my hand. "Of course not. I'm here, with you. What could be better?"

"I wouldn't either." Suddenly, an image of Rory flooded my mind. The same picture that the TARDIS sent into my mind when time flashed backwards. "What is that suppose to mean?" I yelled at the TARDIS.

The Doctor held on tighter to my hand. "Leah? Leah are you alright?" But the Doctor's voice was miles away. It was just me, drowning in my own mind.

"Has little Leah not figured it out yet?" The TARDIS voice invaded my mind.

"Obviously not." I snapped.

"The protector." She stated.

"The what?" I asked, utterly confused.

"Four, eight, twelve." She laughed in my face.

"What do those numbers mean?" I asked.

The TARDIS laughed like a madman. Then slowly, I zapped back to reality. The Doctor shook me, "Leah are you ok? Can you hear me?" His voice was swimming with worry.

"Four, eight, twelve." I repeated, still in a bit of a daze.

"Are those the numbers?" The Doctor asked.

"What do they mean?" I looked at him.

"I have no idea."

"So glad you finally decided to show your face Doctor." Rory spat.

The Doctor ignored him, and straightened his bow tie. "How do I look?"

"Just fine." Amy answered. Their conversation faded into the background as I talked to Jack.

"So are you going back to Torchwood then?" I asked, sitting down at the kitchen table.

"My team needs me. No point in staying here anyways." He sighed.

"Jack, I'm sorry about everything." I lightly touched his arm.

He stared at where I was holding his arm. "Yeah, well, what can you do about it. It's not like you're going to go back in time and fix it, are you?"

Time suddenly rolled back, and I was standing in Jack's office in the Hub.

"Wh-what am I doing here?" I looked frantically around the room. Aw shit, not again.

Jack laughed. "You're working here now silly. Aren't you going to go tell the Doctor?"

I looked at him and pasted a fake smile on. "Yeah, right. Be back in a bit." I ran out past the entire team, impatiently waited for the cog door to roll open, and finally I was outside, sprinting for the TARDIS. The Doctor and I met at the door.

"Leah, what's up? Why in such a rush?" The Doctor asked. The Doctor with the light brown hair sticking up everywhere, and his amazing trench coat.

I threw my arms around him, and ran a hand through his hair. "Have I ever told you how much I love your hair? Well I do. I'm going to work for Torchwood." I blurted out. The sooner I got this done, the sooner I'd go back to my proper timeline.

"WHAT?" His face fell.

"I'll see you soon. I promise!" I gave him a quick peck on the cheek. Suddenly, time lurched forward as if if were a roller coaster jerking to life. I was back in Amy and Rory's kitchen.

I looked at Jack. "Sorry, I like how time has played out." I got up from the table and walked over to the Doctor.

The Doctor slid his arm around my waist. "Hey."

I smiled, "Hi!"

Rory looked disgusted. "How can you just forgive him like that? Don't get me wrong, and kid would love to see their-" He cut off his sentence, and the Doctor and I gave him funny looks. "I mean, I'm happy you two are happy." He coughed and went upstairs.

"That was odd." Amy murmured.

"Yes, yes it was." The Doctor pondered.

"Oh well." Amy shrugged. But the Doctor and I knew better than to leave these type of situations alone.

"Never ignore these type of things. Unless you're busy, always ignore them." The Doctor said, playing with his hands.

"Right and even if-" I was cut off my a bright flash of blue light streaming into the kitchen. A sort of tall woman appeared, with dirty blonde, short curly hair. She was wearing a very formal dress, but had a gun in a holster in her belt.

The Doctor gasped. I looked at him, "Who's she?" I asked curiously.

"The last time I saw you-" He stopped.

"Oh sweetie, we don't want to give away any spoilers do we?"

"Professor River Song. Long time no see." The Doctor smirked.