Two Months Prior

"Okay, this Doctor is the one to be calling the shots, then?" Jack tried to get Rose's attention, but she was still focused on me.

"Rose?" I asked her, this was not good.

"Sorry, what?" She broke her silence. "Yes Doctor Spock. He's the one you want to talk to." Doctor Spock…Really, Rose?

"Well, maybe we should go find him." Jack casually replied.

"And how're you going to do that?" Rose questioned.

"Easy. I'll do a scan for alien tech." Jack went back down the man-hole into the ship to do a scan.

"Finally, a professional." Rose mumbled.

I sniggered, "I know what you mean." She stared at me once again. Damn it, I done it again.

"How do you know the Doctor?" she questioned. What to say, I can't tell her I'm his daughter, nor any kind of relationship.

"That's confidential." I hoped that would keep her quiet, for now.

"Bull. How do you know him?" Rose pressured.

"I met him in his travels." That was true, "A long time ago." Also true, but I didn't dare say much more.

"Right then, where did ya meet him?" Couldn't Rose just leave it?

"Look I've told you more than I can. It seriously is complicated." I was getting angry and frustrated. Please don't be stupid and say the wrong thing.

"I'm his best friend, I deserve to know!" She demanded.

"YOU'RE NOT HIS BEST FRIEND! YOUR'RE HIS COMPAINION!" I screamed, "DO YOU EVEN KNOW HIS NAME? NO, YOU DON'T! THEREFORE, HE DOESN'T CARE MUCH FOR YOU!" Rose slapped me in the face. Crap… I had gone too far. "Rose, I'm sorry, I didn't think."

"NO. You didn't think!" She slapped me again, and I deserved it. I hung my head.

"Bad Wolf." I blurted out. Rose laughed. I hope she would forgive me.

"Why don't you come with us? Travel with the Doctor, I'm sure he wouldn't mind." She patted my back.

"I'd love to, but I can't." I sobbed. Damn, I thought, I had used all of my tears.

"Come with us, I'm sure the Doctor will change your mind." She continued.

"I help you for now but when you leave, I must go in another direction." I didn't know what else to say.

"Found him!" Came Jack's voice. "Shall we?"

…

A hospital, seriously? The last place I would have thought to look for the Doctor.

"Hello?" We said simultaneously called down the long forbidding corridor. The Doctor burst through the doors, but quickly tried to lock them with his sonic screwdriver.

Jack walked forward and held out a hand to shake, "Good evening. Hope we're not interrupting. Jack Harkness. I've been hearing all about you on the way over."

Rose interjected, "He knows. I had to tell him about us being Time Agents."

"And it's a real pleasure to meet you, Mister Spock." Jack continued as though Rose hadn't interrupted. He walked down the corridor back into the ward.

"Mister Spock?" The Doctor questioned confused.

"What was I supposed to say? You don't have a name. Don't you ever get tired of Doctor? Doctor who?" Rose complained.

"Nine centuries in, I'm coping. Where've you been? We're in the middle of a London Blitz. It's not a good time for a stroll." Doctor said sternly.

"Who's strolling? I went by barrage balloon. Only way to see an air raid." Rose replied casually.

"What?!" The Doctor retorted, surprised and angry at the same time. "Oh hello again."

"Good evening, sir." I saluted, trying hard not to laugh because I knew he hated to be saluted.

"Don't salute me!" He exclaimed, quite annoyingly.

"Why not, Doctor?" Why couldn't I keep my bloody mouth shut? I decided to run after Jack hoping that he wouldn't stray off. Rose and the Doctor followed on.

"This just isn't possible. How did this happen?" Jack looked back at us while he was scanning the patients in the ward. All of them had gas masks on, more to the point attached so that they couldn't be taken off. The same injuries as the child, the Empty Child.

"What kind of Chula ship landed here?" The Doctor queried, worried that it had something to do with the patients.

"He said it was a warship. He stole it, parked it somewhere out there, somewhere a bomb's going to fall on it unless we make him an offer." Rose interjected.

"What kind of warship?" The Doctor continued to ask.

"Does it matter? It's got nothing to do with this" Jack pressed on.

"This started at the bomb site. It's got everything to do with it. What kind of warship?" The Doctor kept questioning.

"An ambulance! Look." Jack showed us a hologram of a ship. "That's what you chased through the Time Vortex. It's space junk. I wanted to kid you it was valuable. It's empty. I made sure of it. Nothing but a shell. I threw it at you. Saw your time travel vehicle, love the retro look, by the way, nice panels. Threw you the bait."

"Bait?" I was just as confused as Rose.

"I wanted to sell it to you and then destroy it before you found out it was junk." Jack continued to say.

"Doctor?" I had a bad feeling something was going to happen.

"You said it was a war ship." Rose said, ignoring my call for the Doctor.

"They have ambulances in wars. It was a con. I was conning you. That's what I am, I'm a con man. I thought you were Time Agents. You're not, are you?" Jack implemented.

"Just a couple more freelancers." Spat Rose.

"Oh. Should have known. The way you guys are blending in with the local colour. I mean, Flag Girl was bad enough, but U-Boat Captain? Anyway, whatever's happening here has got nothing to do with that ship." Jack snapped back. Won't they just listen?

"SHUT UP!" I yelled, everyone turned to look at me, "All this bickering isn't going to be much help. Can't we just work out what the hell is going on here right now?"

"Grace is right," Rose commented, I hated being called someone I wasn't but you got to do what you got to do, "What is happening here, Doctor?"

"Human DNA is being rewritten by an idiot." The Doctor sneered. Seeing the Doctor like this just wasn't right. My Doctor was an absolute goofball, but I loved him all the more.

"What do you mean?" Rose questioned confused.

"I don't know. Some kind of virus converting human beings into these things. But why? What's the point?" The Doctor replied.

All the patients suddenly sat up and got out of the beds. Okay… Definitely making mental notes on this. We are being cornered by people in gas masks, calling out for their mummies. Now that I didn't see coming.