"What is going on here?" the Doctor shouted as he exited the tardis. "Have you gotten everyone to leave yet?"
Jane turned to look at him as he and Clara stepped into the lab, keeping her fingers intertwined with Damian. He turned as well.
"Ew," Clara said as she caught sight of the two men lying in a pool of blood, their heads obliterated. Jane didn't know when that had happened and glanced up at Damian questioningly.
"I didn't mean for you to kill them!" The Doctor shouted ignorantly.
She watched the subtle movements of Damian's expression as his jaw clenched and his eyes sank into a look of weariness. "I didn't. My brother did."
Clara turned away from the corpses and peered at Damian. "Wait, your brother, the Admiral who helped you with the Time Gate?"
A surge of anger flashed into Damian's eyes as he nodded, so Jane edged a bit closer to him so that he would know that she was there for him.
"Well where is he?" The Doctor asked. Jane glanced back at him and watched as he walked around the room, carefully sidestepping the morbid area and heading straight for the computers.
"I pushed him through the Time Gate," Damian admitted.
"Wait a minute, so your brother was the one who made all of the changes with the Time Gate, and not some other party?" Clara asked.
Jane was surprised at how quickly the Doctor's companion had caught onto the situation; she really was clever.
Damian began stepping down the steps so Jane walked with him. "Unfortunately, yes," he said, his voice deep as the sense of betrayal coated his tone.
"Where'd you send him?" The Doctor asked inquisitively, taking out his sonic screwdriver to examine one of the computers.
"I don't know, but I feel bad for the people he will torment next. I should have killed him," he said regrettably.
"Oh, don't say that," the Doctor said. "Everyone deserves a second chance." He peered at his screwdriver. "It looks as though you sent him to fifteenth century Wallachia, or Romania, on the Planet Earth. I don't think he'll get into too much trouble."
Her mind brought her memories of what had gone in the world during that time, and since she had lived there herself it was easy to pick out all of the important facts. "Do you think he'll run into Vlad the Impaler?" she asked, thinking of the similarities the two men had.
The Doctor turned to look at the decapitated soldiers, his expression morose. "Maybe he is Vlad the Impaler, and we just sent him back in time."
"So his brother could be Dracula?" Clara asked.
Damian had absolutely no idea what they were talking about, that much was obvious by the look on his face. It had been centuries since vampires were popular, as once space travel began and other planets and aliens were found the mythologies began to go extinct as more intriguing facts came to light.
"From what I know about him he's a backstabbing ruler who takes what he wants and rises into power with ease, and while he has some bad tendencies," she pointed at the soldiers, "he is actually an excellent leader and has run our universe smoothly for several years."
"Yep, sounds like him!" The Doctor said, sliding his screw driver back into his pocket. "We just created Dracula!"
Jane chuckled as she looked at the confusion etched across Damian's face, and decided to change the subject before he started asking questions. "So, Doctor, what next?"
"Well, all of the missiles are on the tardis, and since everyone has evacuated the area, I think it's about time for us to destroy the Time Gate!" He began moving back to the tardis.
"Wait," Clara interjected. "How are we going to get back to our universe?"
The Doctor halted mid step.
"If we got here because of the time energy escaping the Time Gate, how are we going to get back to our universe if we destroy that energy?"
"Ah, that proves to be a problem, doesn't it?" he asked. He ran his fingers through his hair and began to pace back and forth, the wheels in his mind turning as he tried to think of a way for them to get back. Suddenly he strode towards Clara and placed his hands on her shoulders to look directly into her wide brown eyes. "Clara," he said gravely, "we might just have to stay on this universe."
"No,' Jane interjected, slipping her hand out of Damian's and striding forwards. "I know your future Doctor, and it's not one that you spend on this universe. You have to get back to your own universe because you still have a long life to live there."
He let go of Clara and began pacing again. "Alright, alright. Energy, tardis needs energy, Time Gate has energy-" He clapped his hands together. "If we put the tardis into the Time Gate, and before we get pulled into the alternate universe if I push the buttons right that energy will instead propel us back into our own universe!" He raced up the steps to the Time Gate and withdrew his sonic screwdriver. He held his screwdriver up to the swirling light to examine it. "I'll leave the missiles with you two and you can blow it up after we leave!" He shouted from over his shoulder.
Jane contemplated the actions she would have to take in order to get that done. She'd have to find a spaceship and transport all of the missiles onto it, and then transfer them over to the ship's control before she could use them. It would take some time, but at least she would know that the Doctor was safe and was able to get back into his own uniform.
"No, no!" The Doctor shouted as he peered at his screwdriver in anger. "It's not enough!" He dejectedly started walking back down the stairs.
"What do you mean it's not enough?" Clara asked.
"The energy that sucked us into this universe came from two colliding universes; you saw the Time Gate at that time, it was huge!" He pointed angrily at the small mass of swirling light behind him. "That isn't hardly anything. The energy is there, but it needs to be amplified tenfold in order to have enough juice to get us out of here."
"How could you amplify that energy?" Damian asked.
The Doctor rubbed his jaw. "Well, I could just go back to when it was all big and fly my tardis into it then. But I'm not even certain it will look the same, since apparently your brother was behind it all your universes might not even begin to collide."
The room fell into silence as they contemplated their actions.
"No," Damian finally stated, his voice firm. "We destroy it now, I don't want to risk the chance of that ever happening again. Even if it helps you to get back into your universe, I don't want our universes to even start colliding and affect everything here."
The Doctor began pacing again.
"What about the missiles?" Jane suggested. "Their explosion will let off a huge amount of energy and just might get you that extra boost you need."
The Doctor's face brightened. "Blow up the Time Gate just as we enter it, brilliant! If I time it just right and enter the Gate just as the explosion occurs, that would give us just the right amount of energy needed for us to get back into our universe!"
"If you time it right," Clara pointed out.
The Doctor turned to point his finger at her. "When has my timing ever been off?" His face then blanched, "don't answer that." He straightened his bow tie. "I am a master at timing, and I'll get this right."
"If you don't get it right, we will either enter another universe-not our own with no chance of ever leaving it, or get blown up into millions of tiny pieces," Clara said morbidly.
"Do you trust me?" he asked.
Clara stood resolute. "Yes."
He turned his attention to Jane and to Damian. "Well then, what do you think?"
Jane knew that it was a risky procedure and the stakes were high. But it was the best chance they had, and she trusted the Doctor. "I trust you," she stated firmly.
Damian's eyes hooded over as he peered at the Doctor. "It'll destroy the Time Gate, and that's all I want. You don't have to sacrifice yourself in order to destroy my creation."
"Ah, but I think it will be so much fun to go out with a bang!" The Doctor said excitedly as he flashed his hands out in front of him to simulate and explosion.
Clara punched his shoulder. "You better not be intending to kill us all," she warned ferociously.
He rubbed his shoulder tenderly, "of course not! I'll get you back home, promise."
Jane smiled at him affectionately, immensely grateful that he had been there to help them. She stepped forwards and wrapped her arms around him, and he returned her embrace. "Thank you Doctor," she whispered into his ear.
"Oh, it was nothing," he dismissed, holding her tightly.
Jane chuckled. "Right: you entered an entirely different universe, survived the attack of a Grog, took us back in time, and now will be risking your life to save us all. Nothing at all," she replied sarcastically, stepping back to hold his shoulders at arms length. She peered into his ancient eyes which were so much younger than hers. "Take care and be safe."
He tenderly bopped his finger against her nose. "You too."
She stepped away from him and approached Clara. They embraced each other. "Once you get there safely," Jane said to her, "come and tell me that you're all right." She of course was mentioning her past self. She didn't recall and the Doctor ever telling her of this adventure, but perhaps he memory would come back to her now that she had experienced it.
"Promise," Clara agreed as she stepped away from her.
Damian approached the Doctor and held out his hand. The Doctor accepted his grasp. "Thank you," Damian stated. The Doctor nodded.
Damian turned towards Clara, holding out his hand but Clara instead wrapped her arms around him. "Take good care of Jane, ok?" She said as she released him. Damian smiled and looked at Jane affectionately.
"Ok, you two should probably get out of the blast radius. Are there any ships or shuttles nearby?" the Doctor asked.
"Yes. I can take Jane to one and we'll leave the area," Damian suggested.
"Good, good." The Doctor stated. "Right, well, I'll see you around then! Well, the past you I suppose," he said to Jane. He then turned to Clara and began leading her back to the tardis. "Let's save the universe and get you home!"
Jane turned and began following Damian out the door. He led her down a few hallways into another hangar area where a few shuttles were at the ready. There was an empty space where a shuttle was kept before, hopefully it was the one the scientists had escaped on. They entered a shuttle and made their way to the pilot seats. Strapping on his seatbelt, Damian turned to look at her. "Do you think they'll make it?"
"Let's hope so."
"He's completely insane."
Jane laughed. "Yep. He's just a mad man with a box who goes around risking his life to save the universe, and other universes as well apparently."
"If we ever see him again I'll have to make it up to him."
Jane hummed in agreeance, hoping that the Doctor will be able to make it back to his own universe and that there would be no reason for him to enter theirs again. She started up the shuttle and Damian helped her with the controls. "Shall we watch the fireworks?" She asked.
Damian's lips split into a smile. "I thought you'd never ask."