Time Lord's Hearts

by Raine44354

I've made it through the Doctor's regeneration. But what if I can't make it until the next. Canary Wharf is looming down on me. I don't want to leave my Doctor, not after we've begun to get closer. But I might just have to. Should be read in order.

3. 2x01

2x01 "New Earth"

The Doctor rushed around the console, tossing his jacket over one of the supports as he went by. "Alright!" he said with a smile. He pointed to a lever just to my right, "Pull that down." I did as told. This was my second lesson at flying the TARDIS. So far it was going a lot better then when we tried as we chased the 'Mauve' alert. The only difference, the Doctor had some sort of an idea where he was going and told me about it. This time he knew exactly where we were going but wasn't going to tell me. I pressed a button that lit up on the console, "And press that-" the Doctor stopped talking when he rushed by me and noticed that I had already pressed it. "Your learning," he said.

I smirked and asked, "Your surprised? I'm being taught by the best."

"Well thank-" he started.

I laughed. "I'm not talking about you, but rather your beautiful TARDIS. She seams to like me." What I said was true. I suppose it was because of what I did to protect the Doctor. Just about every control seamed to be working in my favor. Whatever I needed to push and pull, if the Doctor didn't tell me to, lit up. The only sad point is that… I'm still horribly confused at what I was doing and hoped to god that I didn't end up damaging her. I shifted a few steps to the right and pulled down a letter that made some sort of 'ding'. "Where are we going again?" I asked. I've been trying to get the answer out of him by making it seam like he had told me.

The Doctor smirked, seeing through my trick and said, "Further than we've ever gone before." He then pulled one last lever down before the TARDIS jolted to a stop. I crouched, grabbing the console and laughed with the Doctor as he did the same. The Doctor grabbed his jacket and then made his way over to the doors where I waited for him. I wasn't going to be the first to exit the TARDIS like last time. The Doctor smiled and opened the TARDIS doors, letting me step through onto the windy stretch of bright green grass. "It's the year five billion and twenty three... we're in the galaxy M87, and this... this is New Earth." I turned to see the futuristic city with flying vehicles zooming the skies.

"Wow," I smiled at him. "This is… wow."

The Doctor nodded, "Not bad. Not bad at all!"

"This is amazing!" I laughed looking up to the sky and spread my arms wide, spinning around. I only stopped when a new smell invaded my nose. "What's that smell?" I asked.

The Doctor bent down and pulled some grass from the ground, showing it to me. "Apple grass."

I gave him a look, "Okay. That might be the only thing I have issues with." I paused. "Apple grass? Really?"

He laughed, "I'm not really sure either."

"I love traveling with you," I said honestly.

The Doctor nodded, "Me too." I laughed and he grinned. "Come on!" He grabbed my hand and we ran. We continued running until I slipped, pulling the Doctor down with me. The two of us rolled down the slight hill until we came to a stop.

I laughed and lay flat on my back, my hands over my stomach. "So tell me about this place."

The Doctor rested his elbow beside my head. He looked down at me, blocking out the sun as he spoke, "So, the year five billion - the sun expands, the Earth gets roasted."

I smirked, "First date."

The Doctor smiled, "We had chips!" The both of us laughed, remembering the finer points of our first trip together. "So anyway, planet gone, all rocks and dust, but the human race lives on, spread out across the stars. Soon as the Earth burns up - oh, yeah, they get all nostalgic - big revival movement... but find this place!" He sat up for a better view and I followed, staring at the city. "Same size as the Earth... same air... same orbit... lovely! Call goes out, the humans move in!"

I smiled. "Let me guess. It's New New York."

The Doctor smiled, "Strictly speaking, it's the fifteenth New York since the original. So that makes it New New New New New New New New New New New New New New York." I just smiled at him. "What?" he asked.

I shook my head, standing. "So, can we visit the city so good they named it twice?" Of course I already knew the answer to that.

The Doctor too got up. "Well - I thought we might go there first." He nodded towards the large building in the distance, resting on the coast. The building was white with a green moon on the side.

I nodded, "And you want to go there … why?"

"Well first of all," he said. "it's a hospital. Green moon on the side - that's the universal symbol for hospitals." I nodded. "And I got this." He pulled out the psychic paper, reading it to himself rather then showing it to me. "A message on the psychic paper. It says, 'Ward 26 – Please Come'. Someone wants to see me."

I linked my arm with his. "Well then lets go." The Doctor and I made our way to the Hospital and I, weirdly enough, started humming 'We're Off to See the Wizard'.

-x-x-x-

We made our way through the hospital doors, though the Doctor a little reluctant. I rolled my eyes at him. "Don't tell me," I said rolling my eyes. "You don't like hospitals."

"I can't help it!" he said. "They give me the creeps!"

I smiled and looked around while listening to the PA system, "The Pleasure Gardens will now take visitors carrying green or blue identification cards for the next fifteen minutes. Visitors are reminded that cuttings from the gardens are not permitted."

"This has to be the nicest Hospital I've ever been to," I told him.

"No shop," the Doctor said with a slight pout. "I like the little shop!"

"I know you do, ya weirdo," I said with a smile. One of the nurses walked past and nodded politely at me. I stared at her for a moment, not because of the weird hat she wore, but rather because of the fact that she was a cat. "Okay," I drew out and turned back to the Doctor.

"Now, don't stare..." he told me. "Think what you look like to them, all..." He looked me up and down. "Pink and brown. That's where I'd put the shop!" He pointed over my shoulder. "Right there!" I turned to look where he pointed and felt him move away from me. But I thought nothing of it until I heard, "Ward 26, thanks!" I turned and saw the elevator doors close with the Doctor inside.

I ran to the elevator, "Ten!"

The doors closed and I heard him say, "Oh, too late - I'm going up."

I rolled my eyes and moved to the other elevator, "Your such an ass."

"Ward 26. And watch out for the disinfectant," he called. His words were a little burled, but I knew what he was talking about.

"Ward 26," I said as I went into the elevator. It bothered me that I didn't remember much of this 'episode' only bits and pieces. I remember that the Face of Bo is here and that he was the one that called for the Doctor. I remembered that the Cat Nurses were using test tube humans to create cures and that they just wanted to be touched. I knew there was something more to it, but it wasn't something at the top of my mind right now. Ward 26 held the Face of Bo, and I wanted to see him; knowing that he would remember me. Knowing that I've had so many other adventures with him at my side.

"Commence stage one – disinfection," the speaker said. Green lights flashed and I was soaked in a showered spray of disinfectant. I screamed, I so did not expect that. Well I did, but I suppose I expected a bit more WARNING! I kept my eyes shut as I lifted my hair from the back of my neck. At least the disinfectant was kind of cool. The spray stopped and I pushed my hair from my eyes and covered my face to wipe away the liquid. Before I could move my hands some sort of power was puffed on me. I coughed heavily and removed my hands. A blow dryer began, blowing room temperature air at me. I used that as a chance to fix my hair.

The doors opened showing me some sort of cellar. I frowned as I walked out, pulling my hair into a messy bun. Where the hell am I? Somewhere down the corridor I head someone say softly, "The Human child is clean." The Human child is … what?

"Excuse me?" I asked.

"This way, Faline Marks." The voice said and I heard footsteps down the corridor.

I frowned. I turned back to the elevator and tried to call it back. Nothing happened. I made my way down the hallway, grabbing a metal rod from the ground. Whoever this was, they knew my name. The only people that know my name and that could possibly be in this time are the Doctor and the Face of Bo. And both of them were in Ward 26.

I entered a small room, my eyes drawn to the old video being broadcasted. It was of a glamourous party scene, everyone present was laughing and holding champagne. There was a fairly beautiful blonde woman talking to everyone. She acted as though the world revolved around solely her. "I mean, you never know what your life's going to be like! Ever! I'm bored with this drink." She handed her drink away to someone. "Anyway- oh, hello darling! Now, don't! Stop it!" She pushed against a man's chest, playfully. I frowned. Why was that voice familiar? … Wait… I turned.

The flattened Cassandra was there, her tattooed companion cowered beside her. "Peekaboo!" she said.

I held the metal rod in front of myself like a shield. Fucking A! This is the one thing I forgot and it's the biggest thing of all! Somehow I forgot the most important thing about this 'episode'. Cassandra is going to end up possessing me. Shit! "Stay the fuck away from me, Bitch."

Cassandra rolled her eyes. "Why? What do you think I'm going to do? Flap you to death?"

I nodded, "Sure like I'm going to believe that. Either you do something or you order your little puppet to."

"That's just Chip," she brushed off.

Her tattooed minion gave me a look, practically glaring at me and said, "I worship the mistress!" Oh ya, and that doesn't prove what I just said.

"Moisturize me, moisturize me…" Cassandra commanded. Chip picked up a canister and squirted Cassandra with it. "He's not even a proper life-form. He's a force-grown clone. I modeled him on my favorite pattern. But he's so faithful. Chip sees to my physical needs."

"Gross," I said. "How are you still alive?"

Cassandra glared at me, "After you murdered me."

I shrugged, "Your own fault."

"The brain of my mistress survived," Chip explained. "And her pretty blue eyes were salvaged from the bin." Cassandra looked flattered.

"Okay," I said. "But your skin blew up. You were ripped apart."

"That piece of skin was taken from the front of my body," Cassandra said. "This piece is the back."

I smirked, "So your talking out of your ass!"

"The mistress was lucky to survive. Chip secreted mi'lady into the hospital," Chip nodded to himself. "Chip steals medicine. Helps mi'lady. Soothes her. Strokes her…" He rose a hand to stroke Cassandra.

Cassandra then said sadly, "But I'm so alone, hidden down here… the last Human in existence…"

I rolled my eyes. "This places is filled with humans. This is New Earth."

"A vegetable patch. Mutant stock!" Cassandra said.

"They have evolved. You've stayed still. What the hell is wrong with you?" I asked.

Cassandra's eyes moved to the film, "Oh, I remember that night. Drinks for the Ambassador of Thrace. That was the last time anyone told me I was beautiful. After that it all became… such hard work."

I sighed, "You know how to survive, I'll give you that much."

"But I've not been idle, Faline… tucked away, underneath this hospital – I've been listening. The Sisters are hiding something."

I nodded. "I know. And once I get back to the Doctor I plan on telling him all about it." I took a few steps backwards only to be caught by a machine that bound me with light so I couldn't move. What the hell?

"Chip! Activate the psychograft!" Cassandra growled. Chip bounded over to the controls.

"Cassandra!" I growled. "Don't do this!" Chip pulled a lever and bars of light came down from the ceiling, surrounding me like a cage. "DAMN IT! CASSANDRA!"

Cassandra smiled and said, "The lady's moving on. It's goodbye trampoline, and hello Darling!"

A cloud of light jumped from Cassandra's flat body across the room into mine. Everything went fuzzy, I can feel, see, and hear everything. I felt as my body fell to the floor. I heard Chip call for Cassandra. I felt as my lips moved but Cassandra's words came out. "Moisturize me…" I wanted to cry. Cassandra sat up in my body. I was no longer myself, I no longer had power over my body. It hurt as I tried to take control, but couldn't. My body was breathless as Cassandra spoke, "How bizarre… arms… fingers… hair! Let me see! Let me see!" She sprang to my feet and dashed to a mirror. She was horrified as she looked at my body in the mirror. "Oh my God! I'm a chav!" Excuse me? I'm not even fucking British! There's no way in hell that I was anything like that! I wasn't the UK version of a wanna-be gangster! Fuck you Cassandra!

Cassandra twisted my body side to side. Looking at it from all angles. "Look at me!" she said frantically. "From class to brass! Although…" She pulled off my hoddie and tossed it to the side. Thank god my phone was in my back pocket because I knew that I wasn't getting that back again. She fixed my tank top, looking down at my breasts. Cassandra ran her hands down my body. GROSS! "Oh… curves… oh, baby…" She began to force me to bounce up in down, staring at my breasts as they too bounced. This is so weird. "It's like living inside a bouncy castle!"

Chip smiled and said, "Mistress is beautiful!"

"Absolutement!" She said. Her attention moved to her old body. The frame that once held her skin was now empty. "Oh, but look…"

Chip frowned, "Oh…! The brain lead expired… my old mistress is gone."

"But safe and sound in here," she tapped my head.

"What of the Faline child's mind?" Chip asked. Don't call me a fucking child!

Cassandra tilted my head. "I can sense her emotions and she is very aware of what is going on. I can just about access her surface memory." She paused. "Gosh… she's with the Doctor… a man… he's the Doctor… the same Doctor with a new face! That hypocrite! I must get the name of his surgeon." If I could I would roll my eyes. This bitch is fucking crazy. "I could do with a little work." Oh FUCK NO! This bitch is not touching my body! Only I can decide what the hell I want to happen to my body. Not this invading parasite. Cassandra used my body to smirk, "She did not like that." She turned her attention back to the mirror. "Although," she ran her hand over my ass. "Nice rear bumper. Hmm!" My phone began to ring from my back pocket. "Oh… it seems to be ringing… is it meant to ring?" She pulled out my phone and stared at it.

"A primitive communications device," Chip told her.

Cassandra slid the bar and the Doctor's voice rang through. "Faline, where are you?" Doctor! I'm trapped inside a psychotic bitch! That's where I am!

Cassandra whispered to Chip, "How does she speak?"

"Old Earth American," Chip whispered back.

Cassandra put my phone to her ear, "Uhm… what's up?" She seamed unsure about what I was saying.

I could almost hear the Doctor frown as he asked, "Where've you been? How long does it take to get to Ward 26?"

"I'm on the way," she said. "I shall proceed to the lift." Ha Bitch! I don't say 'lift'! Doctor notice! Please notice!

"You'll never guess. I'm with the Face of Bo! Remember him?" he asked. Yes! Yes! I remember him! I know him better then you!

Cassandra laughed as she gritted my teeth, "Course I do… that big old… Bo… Face…"

The Doctor sounded distracted as he said, "I'd better go. See you in a minute."

"This Doctor man is dangerous," Chip said.

Cassandra nodded, "Dangerous and clever. I might need a mind like his. The Sisterhood is up to something. Remember that Old Earth saying…? Never trust a Nun. Never trust a Nurse. And never trust a cat. Perfume?" Chip took a small bottle of perfume from his pocket an gave it to her… me. She pushed it down my cleavage before using my body to leave.

-x-x-x-

Cassandra forced me from the elevator into Ward 26. She tried to smooth down my hair while it was still in its bun. Moron. She turned my attention to the Doctor where he examined various drips of medicine. If I were in control of my body I would have smirked. My sexy Doctor. Cassandra used my body to smile when he turned his attention to me. "There you are! Come and look at this patient!" He grabbed my arm and pulled me/Cassandra to a patient whose skin was completely red. The Doctor took his glasses off as he said, "Marconi's Disease. Should take years to recover. Two days. I've never seen anything like it – they've invented a cell washing cascade – it's amazing. Their medical science is way advanced. And this one!" He pulled me- US to another bed holding a man who was completely white. "Pallidome Pancrosis. Kills you in ten minutes, and he's fine!" He waved cheerily at the patient. "I need to find a terminal. I've got to see how they do this." The Doctor took my hand and we walked off. Cassandra walked fairly different then me. I hope the Doctor noticed. "Because if they've got the best medicine in the world… then why's it such a secret?"

Cassandra stopped walking, "I can't Adam and Eve it." … what the fuck was that?

The Doctor stared at me… actually that was all Cassandra, confused, "What's—what's with the voice?"

Cassandra shrugged, "Oh, I don't know… just larking around New Earth… New me…" Larking? Doctor please. Get this bitch out of me soon. She used my eyes to look him up and down. I only minded because it wasn't technically me doing so. But I wont deny I loved the view.

"Well, I can talk. New New Doctor." He smiled.

"Mmm… aren't you just…" Cassandra used my body to grab his face and force him into a kiss. FUCK NO! Doctor you better be able to fucking tell that something is wrong! I do not kiss like this! And I most definitely do not force myself onto you with no reason! "Terminal's this way." Cassandra walked me away from him, breathing heavily. Don't take pleasure in kissing the Doctor, Cassandra. Because once I find out a way, I'm going to hurt you.

"Where's your jacket?" the Doctor suddenly asked.

Cassandra turned quickly, "What?"

"Your jacket," he said.

"Oh… I left it downstairs," she said before adjusting my shirt, giving the Doctor a perfect view of the tops of my breasts. And I could tell he looked from the slight shift of his eyes and the blush that formed across his cheeks. Well, there was one good thing about this. I found out that the Doctor actually blushes. Cute.

Cassandra used my body to lead the Doctor to the terminal. We leaned over the screen, looking at the details of the hospital. The Doctor shook his head, "Nope… nothing odd… surgery… post-op… nano-dentistry… no sign of a shop… they should have a shop."

Cassandra forced me to walk around him, "No, its missing something else. When I was downstairs, those Nurse/Cat/Nuns were talking about Intensive Care. Where is it…?" I really have nothing bad to say right now. At least she's asking the right questions. Though, I already know the answers. I'm surprised the Doctor hasn't hinted to me knowing yet.

The Doctor nodded, "You're right, well done."

"Why would they hide a whole department?" Cassandra asked. Because they're killing those test-tube humans downstairs for the 'greater good'! The Doctor took his sonic screwdriver from his pocket. "It's gotta be there somewhere. Search the sub-frame." The what?

The Doctor gave me/her a slight look, "What if the sub-frame's locked?"

Cassandra shrugged, "Try the installation protocol…"

The Doctor scanned the screen. "Yeah, course. Sorry. Hold on." He clicked his sonic screwdriver off and the entire wall moved downwards, revealing a secret corridor behind. Cassandra smiled and forced me to walk straight into it. What? Bitch, back the fuck up! Let the Doctor go first. If something goes wrong at least he'll be there for me-you-whatever the hell we are to cling to! I could heard the Doctor behind us say, "Intensive Care. Certainly looks intensive."

We made our way down the metal steps into Intensive Care. It ended with us inside a huge cavernous chamber, with row upon row of glowing green doors. The Doctor walked along one of the rows and opened a door with his sonic screwdriver. A man, covered in boils and surrounded by smoke looked back at us. Oh my god. I could feel my heart race and knew that I was affecting that. Cassandra frowned and said, "That's disgusting. What's wrong with him?"

The Doctor looked at the man, horrified, "I'm sorry. I'm so sorry." Doctor, please notice that I didn't apologize to either you or the man. I truly am sorry. I feel so terrible about this, and it hurts that I cant do anything about it and that clearly Cassandra doesn't care.

Cassandra held my nose while the Doctor closed the door gently. He opened another. Looking at the woman inside Cassandra asked, "What disease is that?"

"All of them" the Doctor said disgustedly. "Every single disease in the galaxy, they've been infected with everything."

"What about us?" Cassandra asked quickly. "Are we safe?"

"The air's sterile. Just don't touch them." The Doctor shut the door and then leaned over the railing, looking upon the rows of doors.

Cassandra forced me to follow, "How many patients are there?"

"They're not patients," the Doctor said at the same moment I thought it.

"But they're sick," Cassandra asked.

The Doctor frowned as he said, "They were born sick. They're meant to be sick. They exist to be sick. Lab rats. No wonder the Sisters have a cure for everything. They've built the ultimate research laboratory. A Human farm." Oh god.

Cassandra reached my hand to my face as the both of us felt something wet slip down my cheek. She wiped it away with my fingertips and glanced at them. They were damp with my tears. Cassandra can feel my sadness, so of course that would effect my body. "Why don't they just die?" she asked as she wiped off my tear onto my jeans.

"Plague carriers," the Doctor said. "The last to go."

"It's for the greater cause," a voice said. Cassandra snapped my head to the noise. At the end of the hall was one of the Cat Nurses.

"Novice Hame," the Doctor said, clearly having me the Cat before. "When you took your vows, did you agree to this?"

"The Sisterhood has sworn to help," Novice Hame said.

The Doctor shouted, "What, by killing?"

"But they're not real people," Novice Hame said gently. "They're specially grown. They have no proper existence." Bitch! Everything has a proper existence, and if these test-tube humans don't then its because they never gave them the chance!

The Doctor advanced dangerously on the Cat Nurse, "What's the turnover? Hm? Thousand a day? Thousand the next? Thousand the next? How many thousand? For how many years? How many?"

Cassandra wiped away another tear that my sorrow forced past. I'm sure that if I were in control of my own body I would be holding the Doctor's hand and crying openly.

"Mankind needed us," Novice Hame explained. "They came to this planet with so many illnesses. We couldn't cope. We did try. We tried everything. We tried using clone-meat and bio-cattle… but the results were too slow. So the sisterhood grew its own flesh. That's all they are. Flesh." I thought of the 'flesh' that the Doctor was introduced to as the Eleventh Doctor. They weren't just 'flesh' they had thoughts and feelings. My time is so 'pro-life', doesn't that carry on to this time? But then, no one but the Sisterhood knew. If the other humans knew there would be a riot.

"These people are alive," the Doctor growled.

"But think of those Humans out there… healthy… and happy, because of us." Novice Hame gave a slight smile.

"If they live because of this," the Doctor gestured to the doors. "then life is worthless."

"But who are you to decide that?"

The Doctor took a dangerous step forward, "I'm the Doctor. And if you don't like it… if you want to take it to a higher authority, then there isn't one. It stops with me."

Cassandra made me look over the Doctor's shoulder with a few tear trails on my cheeks, "Just to confirm… none of the Humans in the city actually know about this?"

Novice Hame gave a slight nod, "We thought it best not—"

"Hold on," the Doctor interrupted. "I can understand the bodies. I can understand your vows. But one thing I can't understand –what have you done to Faline?" YES! Thank you Doctor! Oh my god I love you so fucking much right now!

Novice Hame frowned, "I don't know what you mean."

"And I'm being very, very calm." The Doctor said deadly quiet. "You wanna beware of that – very, very calm. And the only reason I'm being so very, very calm is that the brain is a delicate thing. Whatever you've done to Faline's head. I want it reversed."

"We haven't done anything," Novice Hame told him.

"I'm perfectly fine," Cassandra lied.

The Doctor ignored me and said to Novice Hame, "These people are dying, and Faline would care. She would have told me before hand. And she definitely would have had some sort of reaction when I told her the Face of Bo was here."

Cassandra rolled my eyes, "Oh, all right, clever clogs." She spun the Doctor around to face me/her. She made me tug on his tie flirtatiously, "Smarty pants." My voice grew husky as she said, "Lady-killer."

"What's happened to you?" he asked me, his previously intense eyes softening.

"I knew something was going on in this hospital, apparently so did she. But I needed your Faline's body and your mind to fine it out."

"Who are you?"

Cassandra forced me onto the tips of my toes and whispered into the Doctor's ear. "The Last Human."

The Doctor pulled back quickly, unpleasantly surprised, "Cassandra?"

"Wake up and smell the perfume," she commanded. Cassandra took the tube of perfume from between my breasts. EW! She squirted it in the Doctor's face. He immediately fell over, unconscious. No! You stupid bitch!

Novice Hame rushed over and knelt by the Doctor's side, "You've hurt him! I don't understand—I'll have to fetch Matron!"

Cassandra nodded, "You do that, 'cause I want to see her. Now, run along! Sound the alarm!" Novice Hame hurried off. I closed my eyes and my sense of touch. I didn't want to know what she was doing. I kept my hearing on so I could be able to hear if anything changed but other then that I forced myself away from Cassandra. It was starting to irritate me how little space there was with two separate consciousness's inside my body.

-x-x-x-

"Let me out! Let me out!" I opened my eyes to see the Doctor inside one of the Intensive Care cells. No! What the hell?

Cassandra made me look through the door, "Aren't you lucky there was a spare? Standing room only."

"You've stolen Faline's body," the Doctor said.

"Over the years I've thought of a thousand ways to kill you, Doctor. And now," she forced me to smile. Though I was the one to start crying, and it showed but Cassandra ignored it. "that's exactly what I've got. One thousand diseases. They pump the patients with a top-up every ten minutes. You've got about… three minutes left. Enjoy."

"Let Faline go, Cassandra," the Doctor pleaded.

Cassandra made me nod, "I will! As soon as I've found someone younger and… less common… then I'll junk her with the waste. Hopefully I won't have to deal with her emotions much longer."

"What do you mean?" the Doctor asked. I could see hope in his eyes at the thought of me being so close to the surface.

"I can, irritatingly feel what she feels. She's very emotional." Cassandra rolled my eyes. "Now, hushaby! It's showtime."

Cassandra forced me to turn and face the two cat nurses. One I could tell was the Matron and the other was just another nurse. "Anything we can do to help?" the cat nurse asked.

"Straight to the point, Whiskers… I want money," Cassandra said.

"The Sisterhood is a charity," Matron said. "We don't give money. We only… accept."

Cassandra made me glare at her, "The Humans across the water pay you a fortune. And that's exactly what I need. A one-off payment. That's all I want… oh, and perhaps a yacht. In return for which, I shall tell the City nothing of your institutional murder. Is that a deal?"

The cat nurse pulled a remote from her pocket and pressed a few buttons. Matron shook her head and said, "I'm afraid not."

"I'd really advise you to think about this," Cassandra threatened.

"There's no need," Matron said. "I have to decline."

"I'll tell them! And you've no way of stopping me!" Cassandra sounded almost hysterical. "You're not exactly Nuns with Guns – you're not even armed."

"Who needs arms when we have claws?" Matron retracted her claws, hissing menacingly.

"Well, nice try," Cassandra said. She spun me around and called out to Chip, who was waiting nearby. "Chip? Plan B!" Chip pulled a lever and every cell door on the row sprung open. WHAT THE FUCK? What the hell are you doing Cassandra? Everyone here is sick, dying!

The Doctor stepped out of his cell along with those who were infected. The Doctor turned to Cassandra/me and yelled, "What've you done?"

Cassandra gave him a smirk, "Gave the system a shot of adrenaline, just to wake 'em up. See ya!" She then forced me to run. After a moment I could hear the Doctor follow us. It felt good to know that he was following because I knew that every patient was going to be trying to break out and succeed. Moments later the doors down the row began to open. Cassandra forced me to scream as we ran. We continued till the end of the row, looking down the long tunnel as all the doors opened and the infected poured out. "Oh, my God…"

The Doctor turned and glared at her/me, "What the hell have you done?"

"It wasn't me!" Cassandra returned.

"One touch and you get every disease in the world," the Doctor said. "And I want that body safe, Cassandra! We've gotta go down!"

The infected were closing in on us. Cassandra forced me to stay put no matter how much I wanted to run, "But there's thousands of them!"

"RUN!" the Doctor yelled. "Down! Down! Get down!" Damn it Cassandra listen to him! There was a slight pause before Cassandra did just that and we all ran down the stairs.

The PA sounded through the whole building, "This building is under quarantine. Repeat – this building is under quarantine. No one may leave the premises. Repeat no one may leave the premises." I highly doubt that me listening to the PA system was the most pressing issue at the moment but it's not like I could do anything. We couldn't switch control with the snap of our fingers.

Cassandra made me glance back and I could see more of the infected following us down the stairs, arms outstretched. They reminded me of horror movie zombies, it was actually kind of creepy. "Keep going!" the Doctor yelled. "Go down!" We kept going until we raced down the last flight of stairs and burst through a door into the cellar. Cassandra immediately tried to operate the elevators. "No," the Doctor said as he came to a stop behind her/me. "The lifts have closed down. That's the quarantine, nothing's moving."

"This way!" Cassandra said. She ran the other way, forcing the Doctor to follow at my heels. More of the infected were beginning to spill out from the converging corridor. Chip is sadly left behind, whimpering. My heart went out to Chip, knowing that Cassandra didn't care for her faithful servant.

The Doctor moved to go back, "Someone will touch him!"

Cassandra made me grab his arm, "Leave him!" She commanded. "He's just a clone thing, he's only got a half life – come on!"

"Misstress!" Chip called out pitifully.

Cassandra was already forcing me to run in the opposite direction. I forced myself to listen to the Doctor calling out to Chip, "I'm sorry, I can't let her escape!" I then heard him following after us.

We rushed into the room where everything began. Where Cassandra took over my body, the bitch. Cassandra and the Doctor slammed the door behind them. Cassandra then ran to another door trying to escape. However, more of the infected stood outside, trying to get in. She slammed the door closed. "We're trapped! What're we going to do?"

The Doctor glared at her/me. "Well, for starters, you're going to leave that body." He gestured to the machinery that Cassandra used to enter me with his sonic screwdriver. "That psychograft is banned on every civilized planet! You're compressing Faline to death."

"But I've got nowhere to go. My original skin's dead," Cassandra said.

The Doctor sounded fairly dark, as he said, "Not my problem. You can float as atoms in the air. Now, get out." He pointed his sonic screwdriver at her/me threateningly. "Give her back to me." NO! I knew what Cassandra would do and gripped on as tight as I could to her. It sent a pain through the both of us. Cassandra gripped her/my head in pain and screamed. I could tell from the look on the Doctor's face that he was panicked. "What's going on?" Clearly it wasn't supposed to hurt. "What did you do Cassandra?"

"She wont let go!" Cassandra growled angrily as the pain died down. She removed her hands and said, "Your little Faline wont let me leave. She's very angry about you suggesting it." Of course I was angry. The Doctor was needed more then me at the moment.

"Faline," the Doctor said. He looked deep into Cassandra/my eyes. "Please."

If I could sigh I would. Damn my inability to say no to you Doctor. I retracted the 'claws' I placed into Cassandra. Cassandra immediately escaped in a cloud of light, moving from me to the Doctor. I held my head, getting a slight headache. "Fucking A!" I growled.

I looked at the Doctor to see him twisting slightly, "Oh, my. This is… different." She shifted in his body. "Goodness me, I'm a man. Yum. So many parts! And hardly used…" She forced the Doctor to wiggle around crazily. She then tapped his chest, "Ah… ah! Two hearts! Oh, baby, I'm beating out a samba!"

"Cassandra!" I growled. "Enough!"

She however ignored me and ran her/his hands down his body. "Oh, he's slim. And a little bit foxy." She raised his brow at me. "You've thought so too. I've been inside your head… You've been looking… and you like it." The infected suddenly burst through the doors making the both of us jump. Cassandra was frantic, which actually would look pretty funny seeing as she was in the Doctor's body. "What do we do? What would he do? The Doctor – what the hell would he do?"

I spun around seeing the ladder. "Climb," I said quickly.

Cassandra forced me out of the way to get to the ladder first.

-x-x-x-

We were almost three fourths of the way up the ladder. "Cassandra," I said. "You have to get out of the Doctor. He's the only one that will be able to keep us from fucking dying down here."

Cassandra rolled the Doctor's eyes, "Yap yap yap… God, it was tedious inside your head. Hormone City." I glared at him. "Its almost as bad as in here." She glanced down at me, "He very much likes this view." I then realized that the Doctor too was pushing his emotions onto her. And then that she was talking about the view down my chest.

I pushed that out of my mind. "Cassan-" I screamed when I felt something wrap around my ankle. Please for the love of god don't be an infected patient. I looked down and saw it was the Matron. "Let me go!"

Matron glared at me, "All our good work! All that healing!" Cassandra rolled the Doctor's eyes. "The good name of the Sisterhood – you have destroyed everything!"

Cassandra was dismissive as she said, "Go and play with a ball of string."

I glared at her, "NOT HELPING!"

"Everywhere – disease!" Matron said. "This is the Human World. Sickness!" Matron gasped and released my ankle allowing me to race up a few ladder rungs. She was grabbed by an infected patient. She wailed in pain and broke out into the same boils as them before falling down the shaft, screaming. The infected watched her a moment before making their way up the ladder.

I turned to move only to see Cassandra not making the Doctor move. "GO!" I screamed. Cassandra whimpered and made her way up the ladder.

"Maximum quarantine." The PA system called. "Divert all shuttles."

We made it to the top only to see the lift doors sealed and no way to open them. "Now what do we do?"

I glanced beneath us and then looked up at the doors. "Go into me, let the Doctor do it."

Cassandra winced and said, "He's angry with that idea."

I glared. "I don't care!"

Cassandra then suddenly entered me. I was pushed back as she took full control of me again. The Doctor glared at me/us while taking out his sonic screwdriver. "Get out of her!" he growled.

"We need you Doctor," she tried to tell him.

"I order you to leave her!" the Doctor shouted angrily. Cassandra leapt back into the Doctor. "No matter how difficult the situation, there is no need to shout."

"Cassandra!" I shouted.

"I can't go into you, he simply refuses – he's so rude," she tried to explain.

"Cassandra I don't give a fuck. If you don't do something soon then all three of us are going to die, no matter whose body your in!"

Cassandra looked disgusted. "Oh, I am so gonna regret this…" Cassandra leapt from the Doctor's body into an infected body.

The Doctor turned and opened the lift doors. He pulled himself up before grabbing me and pulling me up. He smiled at me, "Nice to have you back."

I sighed as I sat on the floor, "Not for long." I told him. Cassandra then took the time to leap back into my body.

The Doctor sealed the doors and growled, "That was your last warming, Cassandra!"

Cassandra made me stare into space. She was quiet as we said, "Inside her head… they're so alone… they keep reaching out, just to hold us… all their lives and they've never been touched." The Doctor held out a hand, which Cassandra made me take. He pulled me/us to our feet. The infected began to bang on the doors, I could feel our heart race. The Doctor and Cassandra walked off, through a door that I believe to lead to Ward 26.

When we made it there a blonde woman wearing thick black glasses and a black dress suit waved a chair at us menacingly, roaring like a wild animal. The Doctor pushed my body behind him and rose his hands, "We're safe! We're safe! We're safe. We're clean! We're clean! Look, look –"

"Show me your skin," she growled.

The Doctor and Cassandra immediately showed the woman our hands, "Look! Clean. Look – if we'd been touched, we'd be dead." The woman nodded and put her chair down. "So, how's it going up here? What's the status?"

"There's nothing but silence from the other wards," she told us. "I think we're the only ones left. And I've been trying to override the quarantine." She fiddled with a small device that she was holding. "If I can trip a signal over to New New York, they can send a private executive squad."

The Doctor shook his head, "You can't do that. If they forced entry, they'd break quarantine."

The woman glared and said, "I am not dying here." I would have rolled my eyes if I could. No one here wanted to die, and the Doctor wasn't just going to lie down and let someone die.

"We can't let a particle of disease get out – there is ten million people in that City, they'd all be at risk!" He glared at her. "Now, turn that off!"

"Not if it gets me out," she said.

"All right, fine." The Doctor said. "So I have to stop you lot as well. Suits me. Faline. Novice Hame. Everyone! Excuse me your grace – get me intravenous solutions for every single disease. Move it!" Everyone began to rush around gathering solutions like the Doctor requested. The Doctor tied a rope to his body and Cassandra/I attached the solutions to it so they hung off him. "How's that?" he asked. "Will it do?"

"I don't know! Will it do for what?" Cassandra asked. The Doctor opened the elevator doors with his sonic screwdriver. "The lifts aren't working."

The Doctor peered down the shaft. Fucking A! He's going to go down there and I wasn't in my body to keep him from doing so! Damn it! "Not moving. Different thing." He stepped back, ready for a running jump. "Here we go." He stuck the sonic screwdriver between his teeth and ran.

"But you're not going to—" Cassandra tried. The Doctor ignored her and jumped into the middle of the shaft, clinging to the rope. "What do you think your doing?"

"Im going down!" He fixed the wench with his sonic screwdriver. "Come on!"

Cassandra gave him a look, "Not in a million years."

"I need another pair of hands," he explained. "What do you think? If your so desperate to stay alive… why not live a little?"

In the background I heard the woman from before call out, "Seal the door!" Oh fuck. Cassandra for the love of god, GO WITH THE DOCTOR!

The elevator doors began to close. This left Cassandra with a choice, go with the Doctor and have a chance at life or stay with the infected. Chose correctly Cassandra! She rushed me forward and grabbed onto the Doctor's back. "You're completely mad. I can see why she loves you."

Both the Doctor and I froze. I wasn't sure he knew that I loved him, I just assumed he did. But now I knew for sure and that scared me. It was too early into, whatever we were to each other, to be saying the big 'L' word. "Going down!" the Doctor quickly said, from what I could see there was a pink tint to his cheeks. We then fell down the elevator shaft, screaming. We straightened ourselves out when we reached the bottom.

"Well, that's one way to lose weight," Cassandra joked.

"Now listen – when I say so, take hold of that lever," the Doctor said.

"There's still a quarantine down there, we cant—" Cassandra started.

"Hold that lever!" he shouted. Cassandra backed down while I slightly cowered. I may know that his anger wasn't directed at me but that didn't make it any less intimidating. "I'm cooking up a cocktail. I know a bit about medicine myself." He ripped the tops of the packets of each solution with his teeth and began to pour them into the clear container where the disinfectant for the elevator went. "Now, that lever's going to resist. But keep it in position." The Doctor opened a trapdoor at the top of the elevator. "Hold onto it with everything you've got."

"What about you?" Cassandra asked, she almost sounded worried. But then I suppose she was worried that he would fail and she would end up getting infected too.

The Doctor smirked, "I've got an appointment. The Doctor is in." He dropped down into the elevator and opened the doors with his sonic screwdriver. "I'm in here, come in!"

"Don't tell them!" Cassandra demanded. Yes, tell them Doctor. Save them from their pained lives. Let them be touched and loved for the first time in their lives.

"Pull that lever!" the Doctor yelled. I could see their shadows as they moved closer to him. Cassandra pushed all her weight, well my weight, against the lever. "Come and get me, come on! I'm in here, come on!" The infected reached out to him.

The speaker inside the elevator said, "Commence stage one – disinfection."

"Hurry up, come on!" the Doctor beckoned them towards him. The solution showered into the elevator, soaking him. "Come on, come on." The infected stumbled into the shower and were also soaked with the medicine. The Doctor was enthusiastic as he called, "All they wanna do is pass it on. Pass it on!"

"Pass on what?" Cassandra asked. "Pass on what?" Oh my fucking god. Cassandra shut the hell up! No one wants your fucking input!

"Pass it on!" the Doctor said. I could barely see as the infected began to touch one another, passing on their good health. Their boils began to disappear. The Doctor looked up at me and grinned manically. All my happiness forced Cassandra to smile as well.

The Doctor reached out and began to help Cassandra/me down from the top of the elevator inside. "What did they pass on? Did you kill them? All of them?" Cassandra asked. Wow, that's classy. I would have rolled my eyes if I could. She's such a fucking bitch.

"No," he said. "That's your way of doing things." The Doctor walked out into their midst. "I'm the Doctor and I cured them." The new humans looked around at their surroundings with childlike wonder. A woman came up to the Doctor and hugged him. He smiled at her and gently said, "What's right! Hey, hey! There we go, sweetheart! Ay? Look at him…" Her ushered her off to sit with someone. "Go on, that's it! That's it! It's a new sub-species, Cassandra!" The Doctor took a man by the shoulders and looked at him. "A brand new form of life! New Humans! Look at them, look!" He bent down to look at a few sitting 'New Humans' with a huge smile on his face. "Grown by cats… kept in the dark, fed by tubes… but completely, completely alive!" He pointed at Cassandra. "You can't deny them, because you helped create them." Cassandra made me roll my eyes. "The human race just keeps on going. Keeps on changing. Life will out! Ha!"

-x-x-x-

The hospital was soon swarming with police officers when the Doctor, still wet, and Cassandra/I emerged back on Ward 26. The PA system called out, "All staff will present themselves to the officers for immediate arrest. I repeat – immediate arrest. All new life forms will be catalogued and taken into care." Novice Hame was led away by a police officer. She caught the Doctor's eye but he did not smile. "All visitors to the hospital will be required to make a statement to the NNYPD."

"The Face of Bo!" the Doctor said suddenly remembering him. He ran off. Cassandra rolled my eyes before following. Thank god she followed. I wanted to know that he was okay. The Doctor approached the Face of Bo, who looked very much alive and well. Thank god. "You were supposed to be dying."

"There are better things to do today. Dying can wait." The Face of Bo said. I was practically bursting with happiness.

Cassandra rolled her eyes, "Oh, I hate telepathy. Just what I need, a head full of big face."

The Face of Bo frowned, "What is wrong with Faline?"

"She's been through a psychograft," the Doctor told him with a slight frown.

"That's rather sad. I thought I might have a chance to talk to her," he said. The Face of Bo looked at me. There was a moment where he just stared, like he was looking at something long lost. But that soon passed and he turned his attention to the Doctor. "I have grown tired with the universe, Doctor, but you have taught me to look at it anew."

The Doctor knelt before him, "There are legends you know, saying that you're millions of years old."

The Face laughed slightly, "There are? That would be impossible." He looked right at me with a hidden smirk. It was a good thing that Cassandra kept her focus on the Doctor rather then on the Face of Bo.

"Wouldn't it just?" the Doctor said with a smile. He paused. "I got the impression… there was something you wanted to tell me…"

"A great secret," the Face of Bo responded. If I could I would have flinched, or shuddered. That secret was terrible and the Face knew that but he still had to tell him.

"So the legend says," the Doctor nodded.

"It can wait," the Face answered.

The Doctor was a bit put out as he asked, "Oh, does it have to?"

The Face gave a slight smile, "We shall meet again, Doctor, for the third time… for the last time… and the truth shall be told. Until that day…" The Face of Bo gave me a small smile as he teleported himself away.

"That is enigmatic. That—that is – that is textbook enigmatic." The Doctor nodded to himself and then stood to face Cassandra/me. Cassandra was making me look at my stubby fingernails attached to long fingers. "And now for you."

I could almost feel the fear in Cassandra as she said, "But… everything's happy. Everything's fine… cant you just leave me?"

The Doctor shook his head, "You've lived long enough. Leave that body and end it, Cassandra."

Cassandra started to cry, "I don't want to die!"

"No one does."

"Help me!"

"I can't."

Out of the corner of my eye I saw something, Cassandra's last chance for happiness. I used all the energy I could to force her to turn her head and see Chip. That single movement left me so weak. My mind felt blurry and I was beginning to lose myself. But I had to stay strong. The Doctor was going to get her out of me. I have to wait till then. "Mistress!" Chip called.

"Ah!" Cassandra said almost happily. "You're alive!"

Chip nodded, "I kept myself safe. For you, mistress."

Cassandra stared at Chip, cogs turning. As she did I felt myself collapse inside me. I felt so weak, the edges of my vision was blurring. Maybe I didn't have as much in me as I thought I did? "A body… and not just that, a volunteer…"

The Doctor gave her a look, "Don't you dare. He's got a life of his own."

"But I worship the mistress!" Chip said. Cassandra winked at Chip, well I think she did. My vision was completely gone now. All I could do was feel and hear, but my sense of touch was rapidly disappearing. I felt her widen my eyes slightly; she knew that I was dying in this body. And I could tell that if I died, no matter what body she was in the Doctor would kill her. "I welcome her." Chip said.

"You can't, Cassandra, you—" he didn't get the chance to finish before Cassandra leapt from my body to his. I fell forward, not expecting what happened. All my senses came crashing back, leaving me dizzy and with a splitting migraine. "Oh!" The Doctor reached forward and grabbed me. His strong arms wrapped around my waist, keeping me steady. I gripped his upper arms, breathing deeply. "You all right?" I kept my forehead against his chest, focusing on listening to his hearts. Maybe that might help with my pounding head. "Whoa!" he said when I pushed against him and tried to stand on my own, my knees buckling and sending me back into the Doctor. "Okay?"

I nodded. "Other then the splitting headache and the fact that I feel disappointed I didn't get to talk directly to the Face of Bo, then ya." I could finally stand on my own and smiled right at the Doctor. "Hey."

The Doctor smiled back and kissed my forehead, "Hello. Welcome back, Faline."

I reached forward and kissed him softly on the lips. I pulled back and hugged him. The Doctor rested his head on top of mine. "Thank you," I whispered. I wasn't going to tell him how close to dying I had been. It would have hurt too much. We pulled out of our hug when Cassandra distracted us.

Cassandra was looking down on Chip's body, "Oh, sweet Lord. I'm a walking doodle."

"You can't stay in there," the Doctor said keeping an arm wrapped around my waist. I'm pretty sure that he could still sense that I was still weak. "I'm sorry, Cassandra, but that's not fair. I can take you to the City. They can build you a skin tank and you can stand trial for what you've done."

"Well, that would be rather dramatic. Possibly my finest hour," she smiled to herself, thinking of a private joke. "And certainly my finest hat." She paused. "But I'm afraid we don't have time. Poor little Chip is only a half-life. And he's been through so much. His heart is racing so. He's failing. I don't think he's going to last—" Chip's legs gave way. The Doctor and I both rushed to support Chip's body.

"You all right?" the Doctor asked.

"I'm fine," Cassandra said. "I'm dying. But that's fine."

"I can take you to the City," the Doctor said calmly.

Cassandra shook Chip's head, "No, you won't. Everything's new on this planet. There's no place for Chip and me anymore. You're right, Doctor. It's time to die." I bit my lip as Cassandra swallowed. "And that's good."

The Doctor and I helped Chip's body to it's feet. "Com on. There's one last thing I can do." The Doctor and I helped lead them away.

-x-x-x-

The TARDIS engine stopped and the Doctor made his way to the doors. I grabbed Cassandra/Chip's arm and said, "Thank you. You know, for not letting me die."

Cassandra nodded, "And thank you for this." I held out my and hand Chip's hand immediately took mine. We walked to the doors where Cassandra went first. We were at the very same party that Cassandra had playing on that film when I first arrived downstairs. Cassandra, as a proper human being, stood not too far away, laughing and talking. She was the life and soul of the party. Cassandra/Chip turned to the Doctor. "Thank you."

"Just go," the Doctor said. "And don't look back."

I gave Chip's body a smile, silently portraying how happy that Cassandra got to do this for herself. Chip's body walked into the midst of the party and up to Cassandra.

"And if you'd actually seen them, there were shocked!" the past Cassandra said. "But don't quote me on that. Oh, naughty. À bientôt!"

Past Cassandra walked away from the group of people she was talking to and our Cassandra took her move, approaching her. "Excuse me… Lady Cassandra…"

Past Cassandra waved Chip off, "I'm sorry, I don't need anything right now – I'm fine, thank you." Past Cassandra turned away.

"No—" Cassandra/Chip said keeping her attention. "I just wanted to say… you look beautiful."

Past Cassandra looked at him, "Well. That's very kind, you strange little thing. Thank you very much."

"I mean it," our Cassandra insisted. Chip's body stepped forward and looked straight into her eyes. Our Cassandra then said with deep sincerity, "You look… so beautiful."

From beside the Doctor I could tell that Past Cassandra was touched, "Thank you." Chip's body then fell over. "Oh, my Lord. Are you alright? What is it? What's wrong? Someone get some help!" She gathered Chip's body into her arms. "Call a medic or something, quickly!"

"Who is he?" a random woman asked.

Past Cassandra shook her head, "I don't know. He just came up to me. I don't even know his name. He just collapsed. I think he's dying. Someone do something! I've got you sweetheart… its alright…" Tears fell down my cheeks as I watched. Past Cassandra began to rock Chip's body, back and forth. "There you are… there you are, I've got you… it'll he all right. There, there, you poor little thing…"

The Doctor took my hand and pulled me into the TARDIS.

END

AN: I wasn't entirely sure how to do this episode. So I thought that this was the best way to do so while keeping the episode and not making it too choppy.