Forest of the Dead

"Hey! Who turned out the lights? Hey! Who turned out the lights?"

"Down!" the Professor shouted, half shoving the Doctor down as she turned her blaster on the wall behind them, cutting a square hole in it, "Move!"

"Hey! Who turned out the lights?"

They ran into the room, River using her own blaster to seal the wall back up, before turning to see a lightened area in the middle of the room, "Ok, we've got a clear spot. In, in, in! Right in the center, in the middle of the light, quickly! Don't let your shadows cross. Doctor...Professor…"

The Doctor ran over to the edge of the lighted area and began to scan with his sonic, "I'm doing it!"

"There are no lights here," the Professor looked around, before glancing up, "Sunsets coming. We can't stay long."

"Have you found a live one?" River looked at the Doctor.

"Maybe, it's getting harder to tell," he hit the sonic against his hand, "What's wrong with you?"

"We're gonna need a chicken leg. Who's got a chicken leg?" Other Dave handed her one, "Thanks, Dave," she tossed it into the shadows near the Doctor and it was torn apart, "Okay...okay, we've got a hot one. Watch your feet."

"They won't attack until there's enough of them," the Professor warned, "But they've got our scent now, they're coming."

"Who are they?" Other Dave turned to River, "You haven't even told us. You just expect us to trust them."

"He's the Doctor," River explained, "She's the Professor."

"And who are the Doctor and Professor?" Lux demanded.

"The only story you'll ever tell…if you survive them."

"You say they're your friends," Anita remarked, "But they don't even know who you are."

"Listen, all you need to know is this...I'd trust those two to the end of the Universe. And actually, we've been."

"They don't act like they trust you."

"Yeah, there's a tiny problem. They haven't met me yet," she walked over to the Doctor who was watching the Professor as she scanned the sonic, trying to examine it, "What's wrong with it?"

"There's a signal coming from somewhere, interfering with it," the Professor replied.

"Then use the red settings."

"It doesn't have a red setting," the Doctor looked at her.

"Well, use the dampers."

"It doesn't have dampers."

"It will do one day," she held out her sonic.

"So some time in the future, I just give you my screwdriver…"

"And my blaster?" the Professor added.

River smiled, "Yeah."

"Why would we do that?" the Doctor asked as the Professor's eyes narrowed.

"I didn't pluck it from your cold dead hands, if that's what you're worried about."

The Professor tensed.

"And we know that because..." the Doctor frowned.

"Listen to me. You've lost your friend, you're angry, I understand. But you need to be less emotional Doctor. Right now..."

"Less em...I'm not emotional!"

"There are six people in this room still alive, focus on that. Dear God, you're hard work young!" she rounded on the Professor, "And you…you're far too easy!"

"Easy? Her?" the Doctor raised an eyebrow, "Young? Who are you?"

"Oh, for heaven's sake!" Lux snapped, "Look at the pair of you! We're all gonna die right here and you're just squabbling like an old married couple."

River sighed, looking between them, "Doctor...Professor...one day I'm going to be someone that you both trust completely, but I can't wait for you to find that out. So I'm going to prove it to you. And I'm sorry. I'm really very sorry," she leaned forward and whispered something in the Doctor's ear before turning and doing the same to the Professor. When she pulled away the Doctor was staring at her, stunned, while even the Professor's eyes were a bit wider, "Are we good Professor? Doctor...are we good?"

"Yeah…" he breathed as the Professor gave a short nod, "Yeah, we're good."

"Good," she turned and walked back to the group.

The Doctor shook his head and got back to the task at hand, "Know what's interesting about my screwdriver? Very hard to interfere with, practically nothing's strong enough...well, some hairdryers, but I'm working on that. And yes," he pointed at the Professor, "I will get that on my own," before turning back to the others, "So there is a very strong signal coming from somewhere, and it wasn't there before, so what's new, what's changed?" the others looked around, "Come on! What's new? What's different?"

"I dunno, nothing," Other Dave shrugged, "It's getting dark."

"It's a screwdriver, it works in the dark."

"Moonrise," the Professor looked up, "But there's more to it than that…" she turned to Lux, "The moon. What's there?"

"It's not real, it was built as part of the Library," Lux replied, "It's just a doctor moon."

"What's a doctor moon?" the Doctor asked.

"A virus checker. It supports and maintains the main computer at the core of the planet."

"Well, still active," the Doctor turned on the sonic, "It's signaling, look. Someone somewhere in this Library is alive and communicating with the moon, or, possibly alive and drying their hair. No, the signal's definitely coming from the moon. I'm blocking it, but it's trying to break through…"

Suddenly Donna's fuzzy image appeared before them.

"Doctor!" River gasped.

"Donna!" the Doctor's eyes widened as the image faded.

"Doctor, that was your friend! Can you get her back? What was that?"

"Hold on, hold on, hold on. I'm trying to find the wavelength. Ah, I'm being blocked."

"Professor Song?" Anita called suddenly, scared.

"Just a moment," River replied.

"It's important. I have two shadows..."

"OK," River whirled around to see she did have two, "Helmets on, everyone. Anita, I'll get yours."

"It didn't do Proper Dave any good."

"Just keep it together, OK?"

"Keeping it together, I'm only crying. I'm about to die, it's not an overreaction," River put the helmet over her.

"Hang on," the Doctor walked over and soniced the visor black.

"Oh, God, they've got inside!" River gasped.

"No, no, no, I just tinted her visor. Maybe they'll think they're already in there, leave her alone."

"D'you think they can be fooled like that?"

"Maybe. I don't know. It's a swarm, it's not like we chat."

"Can you still see in there?" Other Dave asked Anita.

"Just about," she nodded slightly.

"Just...just...just...stay back," the Doctor warned, "Professors, a quick word, please," the Doctor motioned the two women over.

"What?" River asked.

"Down here," he crouched down and they followed.

"What is it?"

"Like you said, there are six people still alive in this room."

"Yeah, so?"

"So..."

"Why are there seven?" the Professor finished, jumping up and aiming her blaster at the spacesuit standing in the doorway.

"Hey! Who turned out the lights?"

"Run!" the Doctor shouted, grabbing her arm before she could fire and pulling her out while Proper Dave gave chase.

"Hey! Who turned out the lights? Hey! Who turned out the lights? Hey! Who turned out the lights?"

They ran down a corridor connecting two high buildings when the Doctor stopped, "Professor Song, go ahead, find a safe spot."

"It's a carnivorous swarm in a suit, you can't reason with it," River turned to him, only to see the Professor standing beside him, facing back the way they came with her blaster ready.

"Five minutes."

"Other Dave, stay with him, pull him out when he's too stupid to live and arguing with the Professor about it. Two minutes, Doctor."

She, Anita, and Lux ran out as Proper Dave arrived, "Hey! Who turned out the lights?"

"You hear that?" the Doctor asked it, about to move closer when the Professor shot him a look, making him stop, "Those words? That is the very last thought of the man who wore that suit before you climbed inside it and stripped his flesh. That's a man's soul trapped inside a neural relay, going round and round forever. Now, if you don't have the decency to let him go, how about this? Use him. Talk to us. It's easy, neural relay. Just point and think. Use him, talk to us."

"Hey! Who turned out the lights?"

"The Vashta Nerada live on all the worlds in this system, but you hunt in forests," the Professor stated.

"What are you doing in a library?" the Doctor nodded.

"We should go," Other Dave called, "Doctor! Professor!"

"In a minute. You came to the Library to hunt, why? Just tell us why?"

"We...did not…" Proper Dave replied.

"Oh, hello."

"We did not."

"Take it easy, you'll get the hang of it. Did not what?"

"We...did not...come...here."

"Well, of course you did, of course you came here."

"We come from here."

"From here?"

"We hatched here."

"You hatch from trees, from spores in...trees…" the Professor trailed, looking around a moment, scanning the room.

"These are our forests."

"You're nowhere near a forest, look around you," the Doctor replied.

"These are our forests."

"You're not in a forest, you're in a library. There are no trees in a..."

"We should go. Doctor! Professor!"

"You came in the books," the Professor reasoned, "Microspores in millions of books."

"We should go. Doctor! Professor!"

The Professor tensed, glancing over her shoulder at Other Dave.

"Oh, look at that," the Doctor looked out at the bookshelves, "The forests of the Vashta Nerada, pulped and printed and bound. A million million books, hatching shadows."

"We should go. Doctor! Professor!"

The Doctor looked at the Professor, who had shifted her blaster to Other Dave, and looked back to see his skeleton within his helmet, his relay blinking, "Oh Dave! Oh, Dave, I'm so sorry."

The Professor glanced at him and jerked her head a bit backwards. He looked over spotting a square crack in the floor before nodding to her.

"Hey! Who turned out the lights?"

"We should go. Doctor! Professor!"

"Thing about me…" the Doctor said, motioning the Professor back as she switched the gun between the two approaching enemies, "I'm stupid, I talk too much, always babbling on, this gob doesn't stop for anything…well…one thing, though I doubt you'd let me kiss you right now eh?" he eyed the Professor.

She just shot him a look. No.

"Wanna know the only reason I'm still alive?" he turned back to them, "Always stay near the door!" he pointed the sonic down and flashed the floor, falling through the trapdoor the Professor had seen. The two suited men walked over and looked down, only to see they were hundreds of floors above ground and walked off. Not even noticing the two Time Lords hanging under the metal structure of the corridor, the Professor doing her best not to look down.

~8~

River, Anita, and Lux were setting up in another huge room while River examined the shadows with her sonic, "You know...it's funny, I keep wishing the Doctor and Professor were here."

"They are here, aren't they?" Anita asked, "They're coming back, right?"

"You know when you see a photograph of someone you know, but it's from years before you knew them? It's like they're not quite...finished, they're not done yet. Well...yes, the Doctor and Professor are here. They came when I called, just like they always do. But not my Doctor and Professor. Now THOSE two...I've seen whole armies turn and run away. And the Doctor would just swagger off back to the TARDIS with the Professor and open the doors with a snap of his fingers. The Doctor and Professor...in the TARDIS...next stop: everywhere."

"Spoilers!" the Doctor shouted as he and the Professor ran into the room, "Nobody can open a TARDIS by snapping their fingers. It doesn't work like that."

"It does for the Doctor," River smirked, "The Professor as well."

"I am the Doctor."

"Yeah. Some day."

He walked over to Anita, "How are you doing?"

"Where's Other Dave?" River looked behind them.

"Not coming."

"Dead," the Professor added bluntly.

"Yes…sorry."

"Well, if they've taken him, why haven't they gotten me yet?" Anita wondered.

"I don't know," he admitted, looking down at her two shadows, "Maybe tinting your visor's making a difference."

"It's making a difference alright. No one's ever going to see my face again."

"Can I get you anything?"

"An old age would be nice. Anything you can do?"

"I'm all over it."

"Doctor...Professor…when we first met you, you didn't trust Professor Song. And then she whispered a word in your ears, and you did. My life so far...I could do with a word like that. What did she say?" they were silent, "Give a dead girl a break. Your secrets are safe with me."

"Safe..." the Professor muttered.

"What?"

"Safe," she stated, "You don't say 'saved,' you say safe."

The Doctor's eyes widened, "The data fragment! What did it say?"

"'4,022 people saved,'" Lux repeated, "'No survivors.'"

"What does it mean?" River shook her head.

"Nobody says saved," the Doctor said, "Nutters say saved, you say safe. But you see, it didn't mean safe, it meant...it literally meant...saved!" he ran to a terminal and started working, bringing up the log from the day the Library shut down, "See, there it is, right there! A hundred years ago, massive power surge, all the teleports going at once. Soon as the Vashta Nerada hit their hatching cycle, they attack. Someone hits the alarm, the computer tries to teleport everyone out."

"It tried to teleport 4,022 people?"

"Succeeded," the Professor countered.

The Doctor nodded, "Pulled 'em all out, but then what? Nowhere to send them, nowhere safe in the whole Library, Vashta Nerada growing in every shadow. 4,022 people all beamed up and nowhere to go. They're stuck in the system, waiting to be sent, like emails. So what's a computer to do? What does a computer always do?"

"It saved them," River breathed.

"The Library's core is the biggest hard drive in history," the Professor stated, "The index to everything ever written, backup copies of every single book. The computer saved 4,022 people the only way a computer can. It saved them to the hard drive."

An alarm sounded.

"What is it?" Lux looked up, startled, "What's wrong?"

"Autodestruct enabled in 20 minutes," the computer announced.

"What's maximum erasure?" River asked, reading if off the screen.

"20 minutes, this planet's gonna crack like an egg," the Doctor replied.

"No!" Lux gasped, "No, it's alright, the doctor moon will stop it. It's programmed to protect CAL."

The screen of the terminal went blank, "No, no, no, no, no, no, no!"

"All Library systems are permanently offline," the computer informed them, "Sorry for any inconvenience. Shortly..."

"We need to stop this, we've got to save CAL!" Lux cried.

"What is it?" the Professor turned to him, "What is CAL?"

"We need to get to the main computer, I'll show you."

"It's at the core of the planet," the Doctor recalled.

"Well, then," River grinned, "Let's go!" she soniced a symbol on the floor and it opened, letting light flow up, "Gravity platform!"

"I bet we like you."

"Oh, you do!"

They all stepped onto the platform and it quickly descended.

"Autodestruct in 15 minutes."

"The data core!" the Doctor muttered, "4,000 living minds, trapped inside it."

"Yeah, well they won't be living much longer, we're running out of time," River remarked as they stepped off the platform and looked around.

"Help me," they heard a little girl cry out, "Please help me. Please, please help me! Help me. Please, help me."

"What's that?" Anita asked.

"Was that a child?" River frowned.

"Computer's in sleep mode," the Professor remarked from a terminal, "It won't wake up."

"Doctor!" River called as she went to the Professor's side, motioning him over, "These readings…"

"I know," he nodded, eying them, "You'd think it was...dreaming."

"It is dreaming..." Lux admitted, "Of a normal life, and a lovely Dad, and of every book ever written."

"Computers don't dream," Anita remarked.

"Help me. Please help me."

"No," he agreed, "But little girls do," he pulled a lever to open a door and they all ran into the next room. A node spun around to reveal the little girl from the monitor's face.

"Please help me. Please help me."

"Oh, my God!" River gasped.

"It's the little girl," Anita stated, "The girl we saw in the computer."

"She's not in the computer," Lux corrected, "In a way, she is the computer. The main command node. This is CAL."

"CAL is a child?" the Doctor's eyes widened, "A child hooked up to a mainframe? Why didn't you tell us this? We needed to know this!"

"Because she's family! CAL...Charlotte Abigail Lux. My grandfather's youngest daughter. She was dying, so he built her a library and put her living mind inside, with a moon to watch over her, and all of human history to pass the time, any era to live in, any book to read. She loved books more than anything. He gave her them all. He asked only that she be left in peace. A secret, not a freak show."

"So you weren't protecting a patent, you were protecting her."

"This is only half a life, of course. But it's forever."

"And then the shadows came."

"Shadows," the girl gasped, "I have to...I have to save. Have to save..."

"And she saved them. She saved everyone in the Library, folded them into her dreams and kept them safe."

"Then why didn't she tell us?" Anita asked.

"Because she's forgotten. She's got over 4,000 living minds chatting away inside her head, it must be like...being...well, us," he glanced at the Professor.

"So what do we do?" River looked to them.

"Autodestruct in 10 minutes."

"Easy!" he grinned, "We beam all the people out of the data core, the computer will reset and stop the countdown."

"Difficult," the Professor countered, "Charlotte doesn't have enough memory space left to make the transfer."

"Easy! I'll hook myself up to the computer and she can borrow my memory space!"

"Difficult!" River shouted, "It'll kill you stone dead!"

"Yeah, it's easy to criticize."

"It'll burn out both your hearts and don't think you'll regenerate!"

"I'll try my hardest not to die. Honestly, it's my main thing."

"Doctor!"

"I'm right and this works! Shut up. You don't hear the Professor complaining do you?" River looked over at the woman in question, seeing a hard look come to her eye as she focused on the Doctor, knowing what that look meant, "Now listen, you and Luxy-boy, back up to the main library. Prime any data cells you can find for maximum download, and before you say anything else, Professor Song, can I just mention as you're passing air, shut up!"

"I hate you sometimes!"

"I know!"

"Mr. Lux, with me! Anita, if he dies, I'll kill him!"

River and Lux ran out, leaving the Doctor working frantically, the Professor watching him.

"What about the Vashta Nerada?" Anita asked.

"These are their forests," he agreed, "We're gonna seal Charlotte inside her little world, take everybody else away. The shadows can swarm to their hearts' content."

"So you think they're just gonna let us go?"

"Best offer they're gonna get."

"You're gonna make 'em an offer?"

"They'd better take it, 'cos right now I'm finding it very hard to make any kind of offer at all. You know what... " he glared at the suit, "I really liked Anita. She was brave, even when she was crying, and she never gave in. And you ate her," he soniced the visor to reveal the skeleton inside, "But I'm gonna let that pass. Just as long as you let them pass."

"How long have you known?"

"We counted the shadows. You only have one now," he glanced at the blinking relay, "She's nearly gone. Be kind."

"These are our forests. We are not kind."

"We're giving you back your forests, but you are giving us them. You are letting them go."

He walked over to a terminal as shadows reached out towards him, "These are our forests. They are our meat."

"Don't play games with me! You just killed someone I liked, that is not a safe place to stand. I'm the Doctor, she's the Professor, and you're in the biggest library in the Universe. Look us up."

The shadows paused before retreating, "You have one day."

The suit fell apart and the Doctor breathed a sigh of relief.

"Doctor…" the Professor called. He turned to her, only to be met with a chop to the shoulder, knocking him out, "I apologize."

She turned and went over to the terminal, finishing up the last of his plans and commands when River ran in, "Anita!" she gasped.

"She's been dead a while," the Professor stated, focused on the terminal. River walked over to her and she turned to face the woman who was moving towards her older blaster, "You think you can stop me?"

River swallowed, intimidated to face her in what she was sure would be combat. No matter how much she had learned from the woman, the Professor she knew was always two steps ahead, "You gave me more than just a gun."

She had one thing on her side, she HAD learned from the woman, she knew the tricks the Professor wouldn't think to change just yet.

And so she specifically went for a jab to the chest with her left hand, the Professor automatically moving to block it with her right, grabbing her wrist and moving to chop it with her left, intending to break her arm. But River seemed far too familiar with the move, anticipating it as she grabbed the Professor's left arm with her free right hand and pulled it, bringing the Professor closer and smashing her head against hers, knocking the woman out.

~8~

River was sitting in a large chair, working on some wires when the Doctor and Professor came around, both handcuffed to a pillar one hand in each cuff, unable to get out.

"Autodestruct in 2 minutes," the computer announced.

"Oh, no, no, no, no, come on!" the Doctor struggled, "What are you doing? That's my job!"

"Oh, and the Professor and I are not allowed to have careers, I suppose?" River countered.

"Why are we handcuffed? Why do you even have handcuffs?"

"Spoilers!" River winked at the Professor.

"This is not a joke, stop this now, this is gonna kill you! I'd have a chance, you don't have any."

"You wouldn't have a chance, either of you, and neither do I. I'm timing it for the end of the countdown, there'll be a blip in the command flow. That way it should improve our chances of a clean download."

"River! Please! No!"

"Funny thing is, this means you've always known how I was going to die," she looked at them both with tears in her eyes, "All the time we've been together, you knew I was coming here. The last time I saw you, the real you, the future you, I mean, you turned up on my doorstep, with a new haircut," she looked at the Professor, "And a suit," and then the Doctor, "You took me to Darillium to see the singing towers. Oh, what a night that was! The towers sang and you both cried."

"Autodestruct in 1 minute."

"You wouldn't tell me why, but I suppose you knew it was time. My time. Time to come to the Library. You even gave me your screwdriver and blaster, that should've been a clue," the Doctor spotted the sonics over on River's diary with both hers and the Professor's blaster beside it, too far out of reach despite how he stretched, "There's nothing you can do."

"You can let me do this!"

"If you die here, do you really think the Professor could go on?" he cast an alarmed look at the woman sitting tensely beside him, "And besides, that'll mean I've never met either of you."

"Time can be rewritten," he swallowed hard.

"Not those times. Not one line! Don't you dare!" she took a breath, "It's ok. It's ok, it's not over for you. You'll see me again. You've got all of that to come. You two and me, time and space. You watch us run!" a tear fell from her eyes.

"River…" the Professor began cautiously, her eyes on the woman, "You know our names…"

"Autodestruct in 10..."

"You whispered our names in our ears…"

"...9, 8, 7..."

"There's only one reason we would ever tell anyone else our names, just one time we could..."

"Hush, now! Spoilers..." she smiled at them.

"...3, 2, 1..."

River plugged together two cables and a blinding light filled the room. When it faded…she was gone. The Doctor stared at the chair in horror, watching as another person died for him, for them.

He sat back, in shock, as the Professor eyed the chair for a long while.

After the silence grew nearly unbearable, the Professor shifted and turned to the cuffs. She eyed them intently before struggling to try and pull her hand out of it. The Doctor watched her, feeling her frustrations mounting as she seemed unable to get out before…

There was a pop as the Professor grabbed her thumb and twisted. He winced, realizing she'd purposely dislocated her thumb in order to pull her hand out from the cuffs. She barely even flinched at the pain. Once she was free, she clutched her hand between her lap, popping it back into place.

He took her hand in his, massaging it gently as they both felt the weight of everything hit them.

~8~

Donna walked through the crowd of restored people in the little shop and over to the Doctor and Professor as they stood by the wall near an exit, the Doctor leaning on it, the Professor 'at ease.'

"Any luck?" the Doctor asked her.

She sighed, "There wasn't even anyone called Lee in the Library that day. Suppose he could have had a different name out here, but let's be honest, he wasn't real, was he?"

"Maybe not."

"I made up the perfect man. Gorgeous, adores me, and hardly able to speak a word. What's that say about me?"

"Everything," she looked at him, offended, "Sorry, did I say 'everything?' I meant to say 'nothing.' I was aiming for 'nothing,' I accidentally said 'everything.'"

"What about you?" she eyed them, "Are you alright?"

"We're always alright."

"Is 'alright' special Time Lord code for...'really not alright at all?'"

"Why?"

"'Cos I'm 'alright,' too."

They looked at each other in understanding before the Doctor nodded towards the door, "Come on."

~8~

The Doctor placed River's diary on the railing near the terminal they'd first gone too, looking out at the landscape.

"Your friend...professor Song..." Donna began, "She knew you in the future, but she didn't know me. What happens to me? Because when she heard my name, the way she looked at me..."

"Donna..." the Doctor glanced at her, "This is her diary. Our future. We could look you up. What do you think? Shall we peek at the end?"

"Spoilers, right?"

"Right."

He stepped back from the journal, allowing the Professor to step up with the sonic. She didn't move to put it down though and instead turned it over in her hands, "We had years to think of a way to save her…" she muttered, popping open a panel on the sonic to reveal a blinking neural relay.

"Oh!" the Doctor's eyes widened, "Oh! Oh, look at that! We're very good!"

"What have you done?" Donna asked.

"Saved her!" the Doctor moved to take it but the Professor simply grabbed his sonic.

"I always could out race you," she told him.

His eyes widened, seeing something in her words. This was not just a matter of her being able to run faster than him…but her offering to do it…she was coming back!

He nodded and she took off running with all the precision and speed her training had afforded her, straight to the gravity platform, disabling it and jumping down, racing through the basement corridors and jumping over a box to plug the sonic into the computer, uploading River's consciousness into Charlotte's dream world where her crew would join her.

~8~

The Doctor waited for the Professor a little ways away from the TARDIS, smiling at her proudly as she gave him a slightly less stiff nod than he had grown used to during this regeneration. He reached out and took her hand, beaming when she didn't withdraw or tense, but gave him a small squeeze a moment later and walked with him back to the TARDIS. He held out his hand and snapped his fingers.

The doors opened.

Donna stood inside, waiting for them. They entered, the Doctor turning around to look at the door before nudging the Professor. She gave him a look but he nodded at the doors. She held out her own hand and snapped her fingers.

The doors closed.

A/N: Who is River Song? I feel sort of bad you have to wait a little more than a month to find out...could be worse though, I could have updated every other day and you'd be looking at August or September or something :) Which...according to wikipedia, September is when Australia is set to debut Series 7!

On that note, I was surfing the internet, just wondering if Series 8 would also come around at the end of 2013, since they are dividing the series into 6 episodes for 2012 and 8 for 2013, and came across a little article (on kasterborous(dot)com) that said Steven Moffat confirmed there will be MORE episodes in 2013 than just those eight to celebrate the 50th anniversary of DW. Gotta say, both excited and a litte worried over that. I'm wondering (if it is true) if that means there will be a series of 11-specials and then we get a new Doctor. I kind of love 11 as much as 10, I don't want him to go just yet :( But still...more episodes! Yay!

I've read a few different things about the whole 'dislocating your thumb to escape handcuffs' thing. Some say you can do it, others say you can't. I figure, if anyone could, it would be the Professor.

And, just to comment on a review, I LOVE possessive Professor too :) Almost as much as protective Professor...wonder what she'll do on Midnight...hmmm. I'm torn between feeling for Biff and cheering on the Professor. And you guys are so amazing! You've beaten Recuperation in reviews. My cheeks actually hurt I'm grinning that much ^-^

Don't forget to request any flashbacks you want for the 10-specials if you have any :)