A/N I sat down at 6:30 and vowed I would not get up until this story finally reached its end. And it has. These are the final chapters. I would like to thank all my reviewers, I would not have continued writing this without your enourangement. I hope the ending doesn't seem rushed and rounds it off nicely. I have actually had it planned for ages, so hopefully it's fine.

Disclaimer: Don't own. But am making a T-shirt with "The Angels have the Phonebox" on it.

"I DON'T WANT TO DIE!"

Rose felt her heart turn over. Computer may sound like a machine, but her words were so very human. All the machines Rose had encountered had dismissed humanity as useless. The Cybermen, the Daleks, they were all emotionless. And something about that lack of humanity was frightening. But Computer was different. She had become something different.

"I'm sorry, I'm so sorry..." the Doctor began "...but we can't have Mr No-Name over there wandering round this planet with no home to go to. We need his memories. There must be something..."

"MY POWER SUPPLY IS RESTORATION WILL BURN UP MY CIRCUITS. LINK WITH TARDIS GIVES ME LIMITED POWER DUE TO COMPATABILITY ISSUES...THERE IS NO OTHER OPTION. AND YOU KNOW THIS."

"Can't you...can't you..." Rose desperately tried to think.

"INCOMING DATA...THE MIST MONSTERS ATTACK FROM OUTSIDE...CANNOT SUSTAIN SHIELDS...EVEN IF I DID NOT HAVE TO PERFROM MEDICAL RESTORATION I WOULD DIE ANYWAY."

"You give up your life to me?" Mr. Splenderifous suddenly chipped in. "No, no, no, it seems all wrong. Wrong, wrongton, wrongity."

"I LOOKED INTO THE TARDIS DATA BANKS. SO MANY WONDERFUL PLACES. SO MANY DREAMS. I CAN DIE WITH THE WONDERS OF THE UNIVERSE RUNNING THROUGH MY HEAD."

There was a flash of light and Rose automatically covered her eyes. She couldn't see anything, she could only think. She'd come to the beach for a holiday, got sucked into an illusion and then a spaceship with a memory-less alien and an emotional computer. It had all happened so damn fast, she couldn't think, she barely had time to breathe. Luckily the Doctor was always there in the end, but what if one day he wasn't? What would she do in situations like this?

The light began to fade from the gaps in her hands until it was almost dark. Computer was smoking, Mr. S was lying on the floor. The thumping of the mist monsters had resumed from outside. The Doctor was standing there, a resigned expression on his face.

"I couldn't do anything. Her mind was already made up. But now the Vanishing can get in. We need to get out. And find a way to stop them."

"I may be able to help you with that..." Mr. Splenderifous was scrambling to his feet.

"Sergeant Capizu Hituri of the Deron Fleet at your service. Defending my planet from the Mist Age," he announced proudly.

Rose stared at him, looking for the loveable buffoon that had stood there before. All she saw was the ramrod straight posture and salute of a military man. His orange eyes were now staring and threatening instead of merely unusual. She took a step backwards.

The Doctor put a hand on her shoulder. A protective hand, she noticed.

"The Deron fleet...but you provoked them. It was your fault! And don't salute!"

"What? What was their fault?" Rose asked.

"The Vanishing lived on a planet and the Derons invaded with the intention of making the planet their own, to lighten the load of their overcrowded home world. They didn't consider the life there intelligent, but that was a big mistake. The Vanishing began to spread from their ships and attack other planets."

"It wasn't our fault. How were we supposed to know?" the sergeant blustered.

"Did your ship crash here? Did it? Or were you hiding? Had Computer delete all your memories to hide from the Vanishing?"

"But the Vanishing are here anyway," Rose pointed out. "Wait a sec, did they follow? Did you lead them here? To Earth?"

"So what if I did? This planet is dispensable. If they were distracted by feasting here, they wouldn't follow me home," he sneered.

"Who are you to decide if this planet is dispensable?" Rose demanded. Sometimes she was disgusted by the aliens they ran into.

"They don't register you as intelligent life, Rose," the Doctor said with sadness and disgust.

They were interrupted by an almighty explosion from outside. Water began to pour rapidly into the already flooded room.

Sergeant Hituri began twiddling the controls on the dead Computer. The Doctor gently pushed Rose in the direction of the TARDIS, but she wasn't leaving. She didn't want him sending her away from him again. It was her biggest fear.

"That won't work," the Doctor said slowly to the sergeant.

"What!?" he barked.

"I know what you're trying to do and it won't work. "

"I think I know more about fighting these things than you," he said irritably.

"You need to..."

Rose tuned out as the Doctor launched into a long list of techno babble. She looked around the flooded ship. The water was almost up to her knees, ruining her jeans and making it hard to move. It was cold too. The TARDIS stood forlornly in the corner, forgotten for the moment. Rose spotted a small box of controls with "EMERGENCY" printed on them. She trudged over to them, the water making her jeans stick to her. A lever, a couple of buttons were in the box.

She would have to chance it, because as much as she loved the Doctor he really wasn't helping at the moment. And she wasn't being eaten by mist.

She jammed the lever down and pressed every button, then screamed "TARDIS!" at the top of her voice, much to the surprise of the two men.