Kayla sat in the TARDIS, relaxing in her favorite chair that sat in the library. Having been utterly exhausted from yesterday, she had passed out while Rose and the Doctor explored New Earth. Her dream of sleeping was short lived when she jerked awake, feeling panicked. More importantly, she felt an overwhelming sense of horror, anger, and…love? Shaking her head in confusion, Kayla stood up and stretched, only to gasp out and fall to her knees, her whole body shaking. "What?" She stuttered out.

So far, the Doctor wasn't enjoying the outing that had been forced on Rose and himself. Not only as he in a hospital that was way too advance, Rose had been taken over by a sheet of skin that was supposed to be dead. And, to make matters worse, the advanced hospital had an "Intensive Care" unit filled with people born sick with every single disease. All of these people were trapped in a small green room with tubes that put the sickly gas in, and now, the Doctor had joined them. He was, at that very moment, strapped to a chair starting to wake up. Standing at the door to insure the Doctor seeing her, was Rose/Cassandra.

"Let me out! Let me out!" the Doctor cried out, finally waking up from the forced sleep that Cassandra/Rose had put him into.

Cassandra/Rose smirked through the door, pleased to see the Doctor, the man who had killed her and ruined her plan, was helpless because of her. Oh how delicious victory was. "Aren't you lucky there was a spare? Standing room only." Her smirk widened as the Doctor stared at her in horror. Of course she had seen the Tyler girl's memories. She knew, without a doubt, that he wasn't as upset about his approaching doom, no, he was upset about not being able to say goodbye to the feared Time Agent, Kayla Hark.

Kayla's situation had gone from the bad she was at to worse. She couldn't move without extreme pain, and even if she could stand the pain, her entire body was shaking so badly that she wouldn't be able to move with or without the pain.

"T-TARDIS," she gasped out, "what's wrong with me?" As her answer, the TARDIS made a noise of sympathy. Around her, the library disappeared to a room made of soft carpet, prompting her to stay in her position. "T-Thanks." She managed to say.

Of course Cassandra had to put the entire hospital under quarantine just to get money. Only an idiot would release the sick people, but at least the Doctor was free, and he knew that Cassandra wouldn't let Rose's body get touched, then she would be without a host. The only thing that completely ruined the Doctor's barely thought out was that he and Cassandra/Rose were trapped.

"We're trapped! What're we going to do?" the Doctor suppressed a sigh at Rose's whiney voice.

"Well, for starters, you're going to leave that body." Rose glared at the Doctor as he spoke.

How different he was from the last time they had met, yet he had mocked her for just a little…okay a lot of surgery. But she had changed, she wanted a body again. Okay, so she had taken the body of Rose to get back at the Doctor, but she had still changed, just not in a fully legal way, or one he would like, something that the Doctor pointed out as he waved his hand at the psychograft that she had used to change. "That psychograft is banned on every civilized planet! You're compressing Rose to death."

Cassandra/Rose shook her head, not disagreeing with the Doctor, just not liking what he was telling her to do, "But I've got nowhere to go. My original skin's dead." She argued.

"Not my problem. You can float as atoms in the air. Now, get out." The Doctor pointed his sonic screwdriver at her threateningly, completely prepared to do…something. "Give her back to me." He commanded.

Cassandra/Rose smirked, a delicious idea coming to her, "You asked for it." Cassandra turned into a cloud of light and jumped into the Doctor's body, returning Rose to her normal state.

"Blimey, my head..." Rose muttered, blinking around at the basement. Hadn't she been in there before…? Yes, yes of course she had Cassandra had taken over her body and…"Where'd she go...?" Rose asked, voicing her sudden thoughts. Behind her, she heard the familiar but not familiar voice.

"Oh, my. This is..."

"…different." Kayla finished, her heart beating unusually fast. Gone was the unneeded adrenaline rush, but now she felt…wrong. She felt like half of her was being compressed into a small box and the other half was being controlled by someone else. "Where is the money on here?" With a shake of her head, Kayla started to walk out of the carpeted room she was in when something caught her eye. "Oh dear lord this just won't do." She turned sharply to stare at her reflection, horrified.

Cassandra/the Doctor was running his hand down his body, completely mystified. "Ooh, he's slim. And a little bit foxy." He raised his eyebrows at Rose in an expression that the blond hoped she would never see on him again. "You've thought so too. I've been inside your head..." he teasingly stepped forwards as Rose blushed, "You've been looking...you like it."

Suddenly, the zombie people came through the doors, making Rose and the Doctor jump violently.

"What do we do? What would he do? The Doctor- what the hell would he do?!" the Doctor asked frantically, looking more like a terrified cat than anything.

Rose, taking charge, spun around, looking for an escape route and seeing one in the form of a ladder. "Ladder...we've gotta get up." At the suggestion the Doctor shoved Rose out of the way to get to the ladder first. "Out of the way, Blondie!" he cried out as the zombie people came closer and closer.

Kayla was in the wardrobe, running her hands over the soft materials the clothes were made out of. She still felt wrong, very wrong, but when she had been strutting around the TARDIS, the stupid machine put her in the bloody wardrobe, and it wouldn't let her out! As always though, she, "made lemons out of lemonade" or however the stupid old earth saying went, and decided to look at all the clothes. As if the machine was alive, it would make very loud noises whenever she started to slip a shirt or jacket off of its hanger. She wasn't going to steal it, only take it…and not return it.

"Oh…what's this?" She muttered, pausing in her rifling to examine a long, multi-colored scarf. "This…this is hideous." She shook her head in agony at the fashion statement and in one swift movement, she took the scarf off its hanger and threw it deep into the wardrobe. Instantly, the TARDIS made large and loud angry noises, but Kayla ignored it. The TARDIS was just a machine, it couldn't be angry at her…could it?

"All our good work! All that healing!" Matron Casp cried out, holding onto Rose's ankle tightly.

The Doctor/Cassandra and Rose has been climbing the ladder to get away from the zombie people who were smart enough to follow after the two, forcing them to climb faster. Somehow, though, Matron Casp was leading the zombie people.

"The good name of the Sisterhood - you have destroyed everything!" She continued.

"Go and play with a ball of string." He said dismissively

"Everywhere - disease! This is the Human World. Sickness!" Matron Casp continued, obviously not agreeing with the Doctor, but she had been still too long. A female zombie person grabbed her ankle, making the cat scream out in agony as her body was covered with boils. Due to her pain, it was no surprise that she fell off the ladder. The zombie people climbing watched her fall. Once she was out of sight, they continued their journey upwards.

"Move!" Rose cried out. In front of her, the Doctor made a very unmanly whimpering noise and started to climb even faster than before.

Kayla felt very pleased with herself. Not only had she gotten out of the wardrobe room, but she had gotten some beautiful tops that the TARDIS made no noise against her taking. The machine also didn't seem to mind Kayla burning her trench coat, which, of course, she had done. Everyone knew that trench coats were so old Earth. Next was obviously her nonexistent makeup, once again, way too old Earth for her liking. With a haughty smile, she made for the wardrobe again, knowing that there was makeup there. She got as far as the door leading inside before a problem arose. That problem was the door being locked.

"What?" She muttered, trying the door just to be sure. It didn't budge of course. "Oh come on! I just wanted some makeup." She called out to no one.

"Why would you want some makeup now?" Startled, Kayla turned around to see, well, herself, only with the trench coat.

"Who are you?" She asked, taking in her twin.

Her twin smirked and raised her eyebrows, gloating about a secret that made Kayla's blood boil. "I'm the TARDIS." She hissed out, making sure to draw the 's' out.

"No you're not," Kayla scoffed, "the TARDIS is a machine, not an exact twin of me."

"And how would you know?" the woman questioned.

Kayla blinked and then swallowed, after a pause she answered, "I'm educated."

Instead of getting a nod of acceptance at her answer, the woman laughed. "Educated?" She laughed harder. "That's seriously you're answer?" Not letting Kayla answer, she continued to laugh. "My dear," she gasped out, "you, compared to me…" the thought was apparently too funny to the woman and she continued to laugh.

Kayla rolled her eyes when she felt something about the woman, and herself, change. Suddenly, she didn't feel so wrong or like she was being compressed. "Ohhhh...that's better." She stated, closing her eyes.

The woman, however, stopped laughing and became very serious. "Someone's tampering with my Thief." She growled out.

"Let me guess, your 'Thief' is my Doctor." Kayla suggested, looking at the woman who nodded.

"Oh Other Thief, it's been terrible! You haven't been yourself!" With a sad whimper, the woman disappeared, leaving Kayla alone.

The Doctor, no long with Cassandra hitching a ride with him or Rose, opened the doors to the lift directly in front of him and smiled at Rose. "Nice to have you back." He told her kindly, holding out his hand to her.

"No you don't..." The zombie woman/Cassandra said. Before the Doctor could stop her, she leapt back into Rose just as the blond got into the lift with the Doctor.

"That was your last warning, Cassandra!" the Doctor growled at her, sealing the doors.

Rose didn't react. Instead, she stared off into space and remained crouching on the floor. "Inside her head...they're so alone...they keep reaching out, just to hold us...all their lives and they've never been touched." She said softly, not a hint of anger in her voice.

The Doctor sighed deeply. No one, including Cassandra, deserved never get touched in anyway. To feel that feeling…despite all she had done to the Doctor and Rose, the Time Lord felt sorry for her. Without saying a word, he offered Rose his hand and she took it. Together, they walked out of the door in the lift, heading straight for Ward 26.

Kayla was curled up in her bed, crying softly to herself. For some reason, she was sad, horribly sad. She felt alone, and unneeded, and more importantly, she just wanted, preferably the Doctor, to snuggle with her.

The Doctor, having just let Cassandra die on her own terms, which was, oddly enough, being cradled by her past self.

With a cheery, completely not forced, wave at Rose, who had decided to go take a nap, the Doctor went through the TARDIS to Kayla's room. Excepting her to be asleep or doing something relaxing, the Doctor opened the door carefully. Instead he found Kayla sobbing horribly into the sheets that were curled up around her.

"Kayla!" the Doctor cried out, but she didn't let up from her crying. Worried, he hurried to her and sat down next to her. "Kayla what's wrong?" Once again, he got no answer.

Sitting there, the Doctor felt useless, and despite his gut and heart telling him to stay, the Doctor started to get up. "No…stay." Kayla croaked, so the Doctor listened. He got back onto the bed and curled up next to her. Without really thinking about it, he wrapped his arms around Kayla and held her while she sobbed.

The TARDIS was just as exhausted as her Thief and the Flower, but she had to keep going. She had to keep the Flower busy so that the Thief and the Other Thief weren't interrupted. Yes, she knew what was wrong with the Other Thief, but she couldn't tell him. He had to find out the hard way, which meant by himself. But that would take a while, and many tears were going to be shed, especially with what was going to happen at…whatever that place is called.

I really tried on this, so I hope you guys liked it.

I don't know how many of you guys ever read, 'The Assassin of Time' book that was by me, but if you never did I have a bit of a treat for you, and if you did read it, then I hope you enjoy the sneak peak of it:

The brief time she was dead was peaceful, but as always, she was thrown into pain as a fire swept through her lifeless body. In a matter of minutes, the woman with brown hair and green eyes was replaced by one that was ten years young. The brown hair she had had since she graduated was replaced with long blond hair with no gray in it. Her eyes, though closed, changed to gray, and her skin became just a tad bit tanner.

And now, review time:

harleyrayxx: I know! A KISS!

fandomenforcer: It actually went pretty well, all things considering.

guest: Here it is!