It was the night of the party that Martha Jones, the companion of the Doctor and Kayla, had helped her sister's job set up. After accepting Kayla's apology, Martha felt happier than she had in the two weeks she hadn't been with them. At first, she had been so angry at the woman and the Doctor. They had both lied to her and being lied to twice neatly in a row just made her feel taken advantage of. She had ordered the Doctor to take her home, and he had. But, with Kayla hitting her 16 week mark of her pregnancy and the last time she had had an actual doctor, not the bumbling Time Lord Doctor, was when she was 8 weeks. So when the Doctor had come to her, had begged her to help, Martha had. She was a doctor-in-training, of course she would help! The hadn't really found out the problem, unfortunately for Kayla, they really only had guesses as to why the baby's species wasn't showing up on the scanner. But Martha had decided to continue to travel with the couple. She would have joined them immediately if she hadn't had to do the party.

Looking at herself in the mirror of the TARDIS wardrobe, Martha shook herself out of her thoughts and looked at her outfit. She was just wearing a dark purple dress and black heels, nothing too special. The TARDIS had so many amazing clothes and she had so wanted to dress up in some them, but she knew her mother would mention something. Ever since the divorce started, she had become a bit more judgmental at times. Martha knew it was just the stress of it getting to her, but that still didn't mean the comments didn't hurt.

Turning away from the mirror, Martha looked over at where Kayla had disappeared. The former human, now Time Lady, appeared very pregnant. She looked about 30 weeks when she was only 16. That had to just suck, especially when it came to clothes. Kayla had said that the TARDIS wardrobe had a maternity section, but she was taking a long time. A worryingly long time, really.

About to go in to find her, the Doctor would probably kick her out if she told him that his Bonded had gotten lost in his wardrobe while she was just standing there, Martha breathed a sigh of relief as the clothes moved aside and Kayla emerged. The woman was wearing a black dress that had slight sheer sides and a dip in the back. She was wearing simple black flats for shoes and her brown hair was done up in an elegant bun.

"Sorry it took me so long," she apologized. "The TARDIS moved the maternity clothes to the back," she shook her head. "Maybe she thinks I need to lose weight." Placing a hand on her stomach, Kayla shrugged. "I feel like I need to lose weight."

Martha placed her hands on Kayla's shoulder and gave her a smile. She had known a few pregnant woman, some as their doctor and some as their friend. Both always felt completely bloated and huge while pregnant. Granted Kayla technically shouldn't be so big from human standards, but if the Doctor was to be believed she was doing great. So Martha placed her best reassuring smile on. "It's alright," she told her. "I think you look great."

Kayla laughed. "You think?" she asked, clearly touched by the other woman's words.

Martha nodded. "Of course!"

Giving her a soft smile, Kayla gingerly hugged the black woman. "Thank you," she breathed.

Martha hugged back briefly and then pulled away. "Come on. The Doctor is out there in my flat and I don't trust him to not ruin it."

Kayla laughed. "I haven't felt any flash of panic so I'm sure that nothing is Thankfully, nothing was broken in the flat, except for the Doctor. As soon as he saw Kayla, his mouth fell open and he just stared at her. After about two minutes of this staring, Kayla went over and kissed him, which definitely fixed the Doctor. He stammered for a few moments about how nice Martha looked, not wanting the black woman to feel as if she was being left out, but it was obvious he had eyes only for Kayla.

Those eyes continued to stay on Kayla even as they started to walk to Lazarus Laboratories, which was close enough for the trio to just walk there and not take the TARDIS or a taxi. The Doctor, who had dressed up in a black suit with a matching black bowtie, fiddled with said bowtie as Kayla walked along next to him, one hand on her stomach and the other holding the Doctor's. Martha walked slightly to the left and behind them.

Giving up on the bowtie, the Doctor started to fiddle with the cuffs of his white dress shirt, making Kayla roll her eyes. "It honestly can't be that uncomfortable," she pointed out.

The Doctor shook his head. "It's not that. It's black tie. Whenever I wear this, something bad always happens."

Martha laughed behind them. "That's not the suit, Doctor. That's just you."

The Doctor pouted, which made Kayla nudged him. "Don't worry, I think it suits you. Very James Bond."

"James Bond? Really?" the Doctor asked, brightening considerably.

Kayla grinned and squeezed his hand. "Of course. James Bond is very you. Suave and British and running around all the time having no clue what to do until the women around him help him."

Having been nodding at everything Kayla was saying, he could definitely see himself as being suave and British, started to nod at the last thing Kayla had said because he was always running around when it actually hit him that the last bit hadn't been a compliment and he pouted. "Hey!" he protested while Kayla and Martha laughed.

Once the trio was inside, the Doctor instantly spied a moving tray of food and grinned. "Oh, look, they've got nibbles! I love nibbles!" he cheered. His eyes were only on the food as he took a few and then handed it to Kayla, a small grin on his face. "You're hungry. Eat."

Kayla smiled and took one and started to nibble on it as she took in the room. It was large and a sterile white. What really took over the space was what appeared to be a large white round cabinet that was surrounded by four pillars that had a slight curve at the top of them. Around them, people mingled and spoke. Kayla's smile shifted slightly and she took a deep breath. Her hand went to her stomach and she felt her jaw clench. She had been to so many different parties as a Time Agent, either to kill someone or to try and recruit someone. She always felt so stiff and awkward and everything was forced and she always wanted to go home.

Noting her thoughts, the Doctor wrapped an arm around her waist and gave Kayla a light kiss on the cheek. "You have me with you this time. We'll be so busy saving the world you'll have no time to get bored."

Kayla smiled at him. "Thanks," she said sincerely. Feeling a slight tinge in her eyes, a sign that she was close to crying, she frowned and closed her eyes. "Stupid hormones."

The Doctor laughed lightly and kissed Kayla gently. "I've heard it gets better," he commented.

"Oh! There she is." At Martha's sudden exclamation, Kayla and the Doctor turned to see the black woman smiling broadly as a girl who was clearly her sister, Tish, came over with a huge smile on her face.

"Martha," she greeted warmly and then hugged the woman.

Martha laughed and hugged her back. "Tish," she replied in kind.

Tish pulled back and smiled at her sister. "I'm so glad you could make it. After all the help you gave…I think it's impressive. What do you think?"

Martha nodded. "Very. Though I do have to take credit. I have special awesome powers."

Tish rolled her eyes and shook her head. "You're becoming very social, which is very dangerous for you."

Martha laughed. "If I keep this up, I'll end up in all the gossip columns."

Tish smiled, but it was short lived as she looked around. "You might, actually. Keep an eye out for photographers. And Mum—she's coming too, even dragging Leo along with her."

"Leo in black tie? That I must see," Martha said with a shake of her head.

Seeming to only now notice the Doctor and Kayla, who had been watching the conversation and waiting patiently for it to end so the three of them could figure out what the large white cabinet was, Tish looked over at Martha with a raised eyebrow.

Martha sighed. She had originally said she was coming alone, but since she was back with traveling with the Doctor and Kayla and they had come with her, she would have to make up some sort of excuse. "This is, uh, the Doctor and his wife, Kayla," she introduced.

Tish frowned. "Are they with you?" she asked, checking a clipboard she had.

Martha nodded, ready for Tish to point out her original plan. "Yeah," she agreed.

Her sister didn't focus on that, however. Instead, she said with frown, "They're not on the list. How did they get in?"

Martha blinked. "Plus one and two?" she tried with a shrug.

Seeing that Martha was struggling and he was honestly very suspicious about that cabinet, the Doctor came over a bit, Kayla following, and cut into the conversation. "So, this Lazarus bloke, he's your boss?"

Tish blinked at the question but nodded all the same. "Professor Lazarus, yes. I'm part of his executive staff. I'm head of the PR department. I put this whole thing together."

The Doctor nodded, though he really was not interested in Tish's job. "So do you know what the professor's going to be doing tonight? That looks like it might be a sonic microfield manipulator."

Tish rolled her eyes. "He's a science geek. I should've known," she remarked with an odd look to Kayla, which made the Doctor grow defensive and step in front of her. Ignoring them, Tish turned to Martha. "Gotta get back to work now. I'll catch up with you later." And then Tish was off to mingle.

The Doctor looked over at Kayla, who waved a hand at him. "I'm fine," she promised him softly.

Nodding, the Doctor turned to Martha, a slight frown on his face. "Science geek? What does that mean?"

"That your obsessively enthusiastic about it," Martha replied with a pat on the Doctor's arm.

He nodded. "Oh, nice," he said with a grin to Kayla, who couldn't help but return it. "I'm a science geek."

Martha suddenly waved a hand at them, causing the two to pause and look over at her. "My mum's coming over," she warned with a hiss. She did this not a moment too soon as an older black woman that was Martha's mother came over with a twenty-something year old boy who looked bored and uncomfortable in his suit. "Martha," the woman greeted.

Martha grinned and gave her a small hug. "Good to see you," she replied back. Turning to the boy, she smiled broadly at his obvious discomfort, which made him pout slightly. "You're looking good, Leo," she commented.

Leo rolled his eyes. "Yeah. If anyone asks me to fetch 'em a drink, I'll swing for him," he offered.

Martha's mother, noticing the Doctor and Kayla far quicker than her other daughter had, took them in for a moment before looking back at her daughter. "Who are they?"

Martha blinked at the question and took a moment to answer. "These are two friends of mine, the Doctor and his wife, Kayla."

Martha's mother frowned. "Doctor what?"

"No, it's just the Doctor," Martha said with a shake of her head. "The three of us have been doing some work together."

Kayla nodded. "Martha's helping me prep for the baby," she supplied with a small pat on her stomach.

Martha's mother softened considerably at this and she gave Martha a small smile. "Is she now?" she asked.

"Yep," the Doctor nodded. "And my I just say it's lovely to meet you, Mrs. Jones." Leaning forwards, the Doctor shook her hand and then Leo's with Kayla following him in the handshaking. "We've heard a lot about you."

Martha's mother's eyes widened a bit and she looked over at Martha, who looked pained at what the Doctor had just said. Arching an eyebrow, she turned back to the man. "Have you? What have you heard, then?"

"Oh, you know, that you're Martha's mother and…um…No, actually, that's…that's about it. We haven't had much time to chat, you know, been busy." Next to the stuttering Doctor, Kayla shook her head with a small laugh.

"You'll have to excuse my…husband, he's a bit odd," Kayla said with a pleasant smile that seemed to relax Martha's mother.

It was then, before they could continue their conversation, someone tapped on a glass to signal that an announcement was going to be made. Around the group, conversations died down after promises of continuation in them were made and soon, everyone was looking up the stairs at the platform where an elderly gentleman, Lazarus, was speaking.

"Ladies and gentlemen, I am Professor Richard Lazarus and tonight I'm going to perform a miracle. It is, I believe, the most important advance since Rutherford split the atom, the biggest leap since Armstrong stood on the moon. Tonight, you will watch and wonder. Tomorrow, you'll awake to a world which will be changed forever."

And with that announcement, Lazarus stepped into the cabinet and shut the door. Two female technicians started flutter about a complicated set of consoles, which were controlling the cabinet. Suddenly, one of the consoles sparked and the technician sprung back from it. The Doctor, who had been watching the proceedings with a growing amount of concern, sprinted to the consoles.

"We need to help him!" Kayla called over to Martha as she quickly started to jog after the Time Lord. Nodding, Martha quickly followed and the two women joined the Doctor, who was fiddling with the controls.

"Something's wrong. It's overloading," the Doctor explained as he aimed the sonic screwdriver at the controls.

A much older woman in a fancy dress hurried over. She was glaring at the Doctor and had a hard expression on her face. "Somebody stop him! Get him away from those controls!"

Kayla turned with a glare of her own that landed on the protesting woman. "Touch him and you will die before everyone else," she threatened.

The woman took a horrified step back while Kayla just smirked and turned to face the Doctor in enough time to see him pull the main wire that controlled and was connected to the cabinet out. Instantly, he was sprinting over to the doors of said cabinet with Martha and Kayla following.

"Get it open!" the Doctor yelled over at Martha.

The black woman started to struggle with the doors and he quickly joined in after flash of a look to Kayla to remind her to not help. The two opened the door and stepped back as a bit of smoke filtered out. The smoke was then followed by appearance of a man who was at least 40 years younger than Lazarus when he had originally stepped into the cabinet, but his clothes were exactly the same, even if they were more ruffled than before. He had striking blond hair and, when he reached up to touch his face, his eyes opened wide and he beamed as he felt the lack of wrinkles on it.

'Oh my god…that's Lazarus,' Kayla said to the Doctor through their link. She had a better spot as she was in the front of the crowd directly in front of the doors while the Doctor and Martha were on the side.

Taking in the man fully, Kayla could feel the Doctor's disgust and horror at the sight. 'But it…it can't be! What has this man done to himself?'

Kayla's brow pinched with concern even as the man, still in awe over his own actions, straightened and addressed everyone with, "Ladies and gentlemen, I am Richard Lazarus. I am 76 years old and I am reborn!"

As lights when off as photographers took pictures and people shoved their way to take a picture with the man, Kayla moved over to the side next to the Doctor and Martha. Instantly, the Doctor took her hand and she squeezed his. Next to him, Martha crossed her arms and shook her head. "It can't be the same guy. It's impossible. It must be a trick," she protested.

Kayla shook her head. "It isn't. He has the same clothes, same voice…hell even the same hair."

"But those can all be faked," Martha pointed out.

Kayla sighed. "Not like this."

Next to the brunette, the Doctor nodded. "He just changed what it means to be human," he stated in a hard voice. As there was truly nothing she could say to the Doctor that could make him feel any better, Kayla just squeezed his hand. And he squeezed back.

After the fear of what had happened earlier, everyone was eager to start the party. In less than no time, everyone was back to mingling with one another and Lazarus was fully invested in speaking to reporters and wealthy people who just had to be donors.

"We should talk to him," the Doctor suggested, his eyes on the man. For someone who had been 76 years old only a few minutes ago, he was very active and very charismatic.

Kayla nodded, her eyes not on the man but on the woman she had threatened who was talking to him in a way that seemed to scream that she was his partner in a romantic sort of way as well. "Yeah," she agreed.

Martha, who had been talking to her family in a soft voice and actively avoiding Tish, who had been glaring at her ever since the incident, came over to the Doctor and Kayla. "What are you guys talking about?" she asked.

"We need to go see Lazarus," the Doctor replied firmly.

Martha blinked and then nodded. "Alright. Anyway I can get away from Tish. I swear, she's going to kill me with her glaring."

The Doctor grinned and took Kayla's hand. "Come on," he said to Martha.

The trio walked over to Lazarus and the older woman just in time to hear the woman say, "People will sell their souls to be transformed like that. And I'll be first in line." In response, Lazarus cracked his neck with a gasp of pain. Seeing a tray that was passing by, he started to shovel the hors d'oeuvres that were on the tray into his mouth with a frightening amount of speed. The woman gasped and hissed, "Richard!"

"I'm famished," the man responded.

The Doctor frowned. Since the trio were right behind them, he spoke up and said, "Energy deficit. Always happens with this kind of process."

Having finished the food, Lazarus turned around to address the Doctor. "You speak as if you see this every day, Mr—"

"Doctor, and this is my wife, Kayla," the Time Lord introduced and Kayla waved at the man. "And, well, no, not every day, but I have some experience in this kind of transformation."

Lazarus shook his head with a scoff. "That's not possible," he protested.

The Doctor just shrugged. "Using hypersonic sound waves to create a state of resonance. That's—that's inspired."

"You understand the theory, then," Lazarus noted.

The Doctor nodded. "Enough to know that you couldn't possibly have allowed for all the variables."

Lazarus shrugged. "No experiment is entirely without risk."

Kayla frowned. "If it hadn't been for my husband then you would have died," she protested.

"You might as well have stepped into a blender," the Doctor agreed.

The older woman next to the man sneered at the couple, though Kayla could detect a hint of fear in her gaze, which made her smirk. Evidently, she remembered her threat. Still, the woman hissed, "You're not qualified to comment."

The Doctor shot a harsh look to the woman. "If I hadn't stopped it, it would have exploded," he pointed out.

Next to him, Kayla nodded. "We all would have died," she put in, one of her hands going to her stomach. The thought of her dying before she gave birth, her baby dying with her, made her just worry so much for her child, for what could happen.

Picking up on her thoughts, the Doctor wrapped an arm around her and pulled her to him. 'It's alright,' he said gently through their bond. 'Nothing is exploding now.'

Kayla sent him a small grin, which he returned.

Their moment, however, was ruined by Lazarus speaking up. "I must thank you, Doctor. But that's a simple engineering issue. What happened inside the capsule was exactly what was supposed to happen. No more, no less."

Martha, who had been so silent throughout the conversation, suddenly spoke up. "But you've no way of knowing that until you've run proper tests."

Kayla looked over at the black woman and saw an expression of such disgust that she just had to grin. Martha was still the same humane woman, and she had truly forgotten how smart she was. The different perspective she brought to the Doctor and herself. Martha pointed out the humanity to them. While Kayla and the Doctor just saw a mad scientist who could possibly ruin the future of the human, and therefore the rest of time and space, Martha saw someone who had just changed what it meant to be truly human. Not in the sense that the Doctor was saying it, for he was a Time Lord and could see the ripples that this machine created, and so could Kayla, but Martha saw it as him de-aging himself and cheating something he had no right to cheat, which was death.

But Lazarus seemed to have not realized that, and the man just laughed at Martha, who bristled and crossed her arms. Already, the black woman was planning out ways to defend herself and to convince her sister that working for Lazarus was not a good idea. "Look at me! You can see what happened. I'm all the proof you need."

"This device will be properly certified before we start to operate commercially," the older woman added in a voice that sounded as if she was pleased with the idea.

Martha took a step forwards, which the Time Lords quickly allowed by moving aside and having her more room to address the couple. This was something Martha, as human, had more right to do then they did. "Commercially?! You are joking. That'll cause chaos," she pointed out with a shake of her head.

"Not chaos. Change. A chance for humanity to evolve, to improve," Lazarus defended.

Martha shook her head once more. "This is not improvement for the human race, for us. This is just for you to make money off of desperate people who want to live a bit longer!"

"Not a little longer, Miss Jones. A lot longer. Perhaps indefinitely."

Appearing as if he wanted to say more, to get into a true debate about his machine, the older woman touched his arm, which made him pause and turn to her. "Richard, we have things to discuss. Upstairs." Not wanting for an answer, she turned and started to make her way through the crowd and then upstairs.

Lazarus sighed and turned back to Martha, the Doctor, and Kayla. "I do hope we can meet again, Miss Jones, and mysterious Doctor," he said with a slight grin. "Perhaps in a few years we can all look back and laugh at how wrong you were."

"I doubt it," Martha muttered in a response.

Lazarus just shook his head and held out his hand. "Let's not part on bad terms."

Grinning ever so slightly, Martha shook his hand. "Goodbye Professor Lazarus. I hope you and Lady Thaw have a nice discussion."

Lazarus shook her hand while making a face. "I hope so to," he replied, and then, with a grin to the Doctor, which was not returned in the slightest, and a nod to Kayla, which was also not returned, Lazarus left to go up the stairs and join Lady Thaw.

The moment he was out of earshot, the group made a bit of a circle. "That old woman's name is Lady Thaw," Kayla hissed, an expression of amusement on her face.

Martha nodded. "Lady Thaw, yes. Very rich and supplied all her money for Lazarus' project," Martha explained with a bit of a sneer at the last word.

Kayla shook her head. "That is so ironic considering her…nature," she pointed out with a small laugh.

The Doctor sent her a grin as he absent-mildly took her hand and rubbed the back of it. "She does seem a bit chilly," he remarked.

Martha rolled her eyes, Lady Thaw truly wasn't that bad. "So what do we do now?" She asked.

With his free hand, for he was still rubbing the back of Kayla's the Doctor tugged on his ear and then scratched the back of his neck. "Now…well, this building must be full of laboratories. I say we do our own tests," he suggested with a grin.

Martha, however, smirked. "I was hoping you said that," she admitted. "Because I just got a DNA sample."

For a brief moment, the Doctor and Kayla stared at her, then Kayla took the wrist that Lazarus had shaken into her hand and beamed at the black woman. "Martha Jones, what would we ever do without you?"

Martha took her hand out of Kayla's grasp and pointed at the door that led to the labs. "Come on. If we're quick, then we won't be seen by Tish."

Taking Kayla's hand, the two followed Martha, trying to blend in and move quickly though the crowd at the same time. Somehow, even though Kayla was much larger and took a bit more time and the Doctor was incredibly rude to everyone, they managed to not get caught by Tish's sister or any other personnel and once they had gotten through the door that Martha had led them to, the brief walk into the labs was easy.

Once inside, the Doctor started to set up the DNA test with firm instructions to Martha about what to do during it so they would not get just Martha's DNA and ruin the sample in the process. Thankfully that had not happened and when the DNA scan had finished, they were pleased to see 'Richard Lazarus' in large letters on the screen.

"I guess they've been testing his DNA," Kayla noted with a slight frown.

The Doctor however, just stared at the DNA intently before he finally shook his head. "Amazing," he reported.

"What?" Martha asked, moving over to look at the screen herself.

"I second that question," Kayla said in agreement as she peered at the screen as well. To her the DNA looked normal.

Of course, the Doctor shook his head. "Lazarus' DNA," he remarked.

Martha and Kayla exchanged confused looks. "But nothing's changed, it's human," Kayla pointed out.

"Look!" at the Doctor's prompting, the two women looked back at the screen just in enough time to see the image change and add onto the DNA, the new part highlighted in yellow.

"Oh my god," Martha gasped, her eyes going wide.

"Doctor, what does this mean?" Kayla asked sharply, turning to the Time Lord.

"It's impossible," the Doctor started with a grin that Kayla would have returned had the situation not been so dire. "And that's two impossible things we've seen tonight. Don't you love it when that happens?"

Kayla sighed, "Focus, Doctor," she prompted.

Martha nodded. "Lazarus has changed his own molecular patterns," she pointed out, "What does that mean?"

The Doctor frowned, thinking it through. "Hypersonic sound waves to destabilize the cell structure then a mutagenic program to manipulate the coding in the protein strands. Basically, he hacked into his own genes and instructed them to rejuvenate."

Kayla looked back over at the DNA which was still on the screen. "But they're still changing."

"'Cause he missed something. Something in his DNA has been activated and won't let him stabilize. Something that's trying to change him," the Doctor explained.

Kayla placed a hand on her stomach, a pit growing as she realized just how bad the situation they were in. "If whatever he's changing into is dangerous, people could die," she said in a whisper.

The Doctor wrapped his arms around her and kissed her lightly on the lips. "I'll protect you," he vowed.

There was a but hanging in the air in between them, though, and finally Kayla sighed. "Alright," she agreed.

The Doctor gave her another kiss. "It'll be alright." Still holding her, he turned towards Martha, who was trying very hard to not look over at them and intrude on their private moment. "Martha, we need to go see Lazarus, see what he's changing into," he explained.

Martha frowned. "They said they were going upstairs," she remembered.

Pulling back from Kayla but keeping contact with her by taking her hand, the Doctor nodded to Martha. "Let's go, then," he said aloud. Mentally, he soothed Kayla with a, 'It'll be alright.'

Kayla just nodded jerkily and placed her free hand on her stomach. She grinned slightly as she felt the baby kick back. 'I know,' she replied mentally. 'You'll be there.'

So sorry this is late. I'm having a bit of a health crisis in my family. My dad is in the hospital and it's just a mess.

But here's the chapter! Not much really happens because this a rather slow episode in general. I love it though, because looking into it more deeply is a lot more fun.

Also, I am posting a new fanfiction for Gravity Falls. If anyone is interested, it is a Ford/OC story and I really hope you'll check it out and leave a review.

And now...review time:

grapejuice101: I hope you enjoyed! And so sorry it's late.

NicoleR85: Thank you so much!