Before we start with chappie numero 2, I would just like to make a shout out to Suzan Of Souther: Thank you so much for your wonderfully detailed review, and I will take the criticisms into account.

Also,I got told by a friend that my Doctor was acting very Matt Smith-y. Sorry to put that into your heads, but it had to be mentioned. I'll try to keep him more in character from now on!

Rose walked out of the finally still TARDIS, and looked around. The room the ship was parked in looked absolutely deserted, but she could tell that it was recently occupied by the burn marks on the walls, all of which were still hot to the touch. She ventures out into a hallway in search of her companions. In her search, she passed many rooms, filled with lasers, potions, and machines of all different shapes and sizes. She looked at her watch. It had been almost an hour since she last saw her friends, and she was starting to grow worried. Where could they be? She understood that it was a large building built and inhabited by insane scientists, but she should have found them by now. She looked back at her watch and gaped. There was absolutely no way that forty more minutes had passed looking for them. It was impossible. Then again, with the Doctor, nothing was impossible. Then again, she wasn't currently with the Doctor. She decided that there was no use in trying to find the Doctor and Jack, so she quit searching and turned around to head back to the TARDIS. But as she started walking back, she realized that she had never been in this hallway before. She turned around again, assuming that she had gone down the wrong hallway, until she realized that there was only one hallway. And she hadn't seen it before.

Her heart started to race, and she started to panic, screaming out her friend's names.

"Doctor! Jack! Please, help! Doctor? Can anybody hear me? Is anyone there? Please?"

As the tears began to well up behind her eyes, she felt someone grab her hand and whisper:

"Run,"

Instincts kicked in, and she ran, following the man in front of her.

"Where were you?"

The Doctor finally stopped running and turned to face the Doctor.

"Where was I? Where were you? It's been..." Rose looked at her watch. "Two hours! How... How is that even possible?"

"It seems to be some sort of trap. Time is being pushed together and pulled apart, kind of like a crumpled piece of paper, but not really at all. It's all fake, though," The Doctor looked around him. "The TARDIS is that way." He pointed to one of the rooms. "I'm going to go find Jack using the TARDIS. I need you to go look for him on foot. Just keep your mind on what is real. It wasn't been two hours. I promise. I'll come and get you later, but we can get to Jack faster with the two of us. He's working right in the centre of the building, trying to disable the traps and get us out of here. It's not safe, Rose, have you noticed?"

Rose gave a small laugh.

"No, Doctor, but when am I ever safe with you?"

She turned on her heel and headed into a random room.

"You're always safe with me, Rose."

The Doctor set out for the TARDIS, finally turning his back to Rose.

After what seemed like about ten minutes of searching (although Rose's watch was telling her it had been four hours), Rose finally found Jack.

When he had heard footsteps coming into the room, he had turned around pointing his gun to the door, thinking it was another scientist trying to kill him. But when he noticed it was Rose, he put the gun down and ran over to her, hugging her.

"Sorry it took so long to find you, I kept getting lost."

Jack looked at her uneasily.

"Are you feeling okay? Do you need to go back to the TARDIS? I can finish up here on my own, just fine."

He reached out to feel her forehead for a fever.

"No, Jack, I'm fine, why? Stop that put you're hand down."

He let his arm drop to his side.

"You said it took you some time to find me,"

"Yeah, it did."

"Rose, I've only been here a few minutes."

Rose rolled her eyes and told him about the time traps set in the hallways. She then walked over hesitantly to the machinery he was working on, the equipment resembling a soundboard.

"So, what is all this?"

Jack stood next to Rose, eyeing the apparatus.

"It seems to be controlling many of the traps and tricks in this place. Also, it controls what goes in and out of here, too. The TARDIS got in, so now we're in lockdown. I'm trying to reverse that so we can leave already."

"Give me your gun."

Jack whipped his head around to look at her.

"Why on Raxacoricofallapatorius would I give you my gun?"

"I'll cover you, keep it fixed on the door, and maybe you could take some extra time to work on this hunk of metal without having to worry about getting blown to bits."

Jack smiled.

"Oh. Yeah, alright, thanks."

He turned and sat down in front of the machinery, and he started to tinker with the inside.

A little while later, much progress was made in terms of the metal box in the middle of the room. Wires were rewired, switches were flipped, and buttons were pressed. And, according to Rose's watch, only three minutes had gone by, but she knew that wasn't true.

"Almost done. Just need to fix one last thing before we can lift the lockdown and have the TARDIS bring us home!"

Just as he finished his sentence, a tall, lean man jumped into the frame of the door, wielding a torch of some sort. Having not reacted quickly enough, Rose fumbled with the trigger of the gun, unable to press it. The man in the doorway fired his weapon first, a burst of light hitting Rose. She dropped the gun, trying to focus on still standing up, which was proving rather difficult to do. The man shot her again, and again, and again before Jack had even thought to pick up the gun. After about two more shots at Rose, she fell, and the man laid his eyes on Jack, who was holding the gun. The man shot Jack twice, then ran away when Jack started to fire bullets at him. Jack was having trouble staying on his feet, but he managed to flick one last switch before he started to fall over. Emergency lights turned off, regular lights turned on, and the TARDIS appeared inside the room. Jack groped for the gun and put it in his holster, and began to pick up Rose to bring her into the TARDIS. She slowly opened her eyes, and whispered to Jack:

"Jack? I... I... tired."

She closed her eyes again, and Jack's eyes were beginning to do the same. No, he thought to himself. Get to the TARDIS first. He trudged towards the ship, dragging Rose along with him. The Doctor opened the door, smiling, until he saw Rose. He jumped out of the TARDIS to help Jack and Rose in.

Once they were inside, the Doctor closed the door of the TARDIS and lay Rose down on the floor.

"Is she..."

"Still alive? Yeah, don't worry, Doctor."

The Doctor turned his attention away from Rose, and saw that Jack had sat down on the floor, slumped against the TARDIS console.

"Jack, what happened? Are you alright?"

Jack waved his arm lazily, although it was a huge effort on his part.

"Pfft, me? I'm fine! Yeah, yeah, there was this big laser-y thingy, and it went BLAM! Then Rose fell over, an' so did I, but I picked up the... I'm really tired, Doc."

The Doctor eyed him anxiously.

"Jack, are you alright? You're talking like a ten year old."

Jack looked at the Doctor, bewildered.

"Am I really?"

Thanks to the Doctor's Time Lord reflexes, he was quick enoguh to catch Jack as he fell.