AN: This is the final chapter. I want to thank you all for your reviews and continuing support. The first chapter of the sequel will hopefully be up in a week.
A big thank you to Persiflage for beta reading.
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Epilogue
Martha helped Firala through the door of the TARDIS. They had landed directly in front of the hotel. It was nearly a week since the Durelian had been shot by Giranlo and she had finally been allowed to leave the hospital today. The Doctor and Martha had offered to bring her home with the TARDIS. The Doctor had also offered her a trip with the TARDIS, wherever and whenever she wanted to go, as a thank you for helping him and Martha, but she had declined. She'd told them she had had enough action to last her for a lifetime since she'd met them.
Firala and Martha both smiled when they saw Kilas standing in front of the entrance of the hotel. He walked towards them slowly.
"It's good to see you on your feet again!" he greeted Firala as he reached them.
"Kilas!" Firala said grinning. "How are you?"
"I'm fine. Sorry I didn't visit you in the hospital again. I was only there once and you were still unconscious. I had a lot of work to do." He turned toward Martha.
"Dr. Jones, it's good to see you again. And you too, Doctor!" he added as the Doctor stepped out of the TARDIS behind the two women.
Martha took a step forwards to give Kilas a hug.
"Nice to see you again," the Doctor said grinning and shook Kilas hand.
"So, what have you been up to the last days?" Firala asked Kilas as they made their way to the hotel
"I've made sure Anres and Giranlo get a fair trial and don't get to buy themselves out of the trouble. I talked to a lot of journalists the past week. And it worked. They'll both spend the rest of their lives in prison." Kilas helped Firala to sit down on a couch in the lobby of her hotel.
"Good. They can't hurt anyone any more," Firala said relieved. She had been a bit worried that Anres would somehow get away with everything and try to kill her for taking his precious collection away from him.
"What happened to the collection?" Firala asked.
"The Doctor and Martha returned some of the exhibits Anres stole back to their real owners. And they brought the other prisoners back home. One of them had been in stasis for 37 years. It will be hard for him to live on his homeworld again."
"Not that much. We brought him there 37 years earlier," the Doctor said.
Kilas and Firala both smiled. They had only recently learned who the Doctor was and hadn't got used the concept of time travel yet.
"The rest of the collection has been confiscated," Kilas finished.
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A few hours later the Doctor and Martha returned to the TARDIS. Kilas had promised to look after Firala until she had returned to full health and help her with her hotel. He still had no job. The museum had been closed after everything Anres had done had come to light.
"So, where to now?" the Doctor asked.
"I don't know. I'm in need of a holiday but we just finished one."
The Doctor grinned. "How about staying in the TARDIS for a couple of days?" he asked. He walked towards her and slid his arms around her waist.
"That would be nice," Martha said, leaning into his embrace.
"I've got something for you," the Doctor whispered into her hair. Martha looked up at him. "It's a present. To thank you for saving my life."
"There is no need for that. We save each other's lives all the time."
"I know but I want to give it to you anyway." He reached into his breast pocket and pulled out a small silver object.
"Is that…" Martha began.
"Yep," the Doctor said, popping the p. "It's a sonic screwdriver." He offered it to her with a grin and Martha took it. The sonic was smaller than the Doctor's but looked similar to his.
She grinned and stood on her tiptoes to press a lingering kiss to his lips.
"Thank you" she said before throwing her arms around his neck and pulling him down for another kiss.
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