As always I don't own Doctor Who or the characters.
"Hold that one down." The Doctor yelled as he pointed to a switch.
"I'm holding this one down." Rose yelled back as the TARDIS tossed them about.
"We'll hold them both down." The Doctor countered.
Rose rolled her eyes as she threw her leg up to push the other button down. The Doctor stared at her amazed as she threw him a look saying you wanted me to push them both so don't complain when I manage too.
"It's not going to work." Rose yelled back.
"Oy, I promised you a time machine and that's what ya getting. Now, we've seen the future, let's have a look at the past. 1860, how does 1860 sound?" The Doctor asks excitedly.
'About 9 years out of your driving range' Bad Wolf thought to her as Rose said aloud. "What happens in 1860?"
"I don't know, let's find out. Hold on here we go." He runs over and pulls a lever which hurtles them through the vortex before throwing them on the ground.
The Doctor and Rose laugh as they pick themselves up off the grating.
"Blimey," Rose stats.
"You telling me," the Doctor looks to Rose. "You alright?"
"Yeah, I think so. Nothing broken." She tests her limbs. "Did we make it? Where are we?"
"I did it, give the man a medal." The Doctor exclaims. "Earth, Naples, December 24th, 1860."
"That's so weird, you sure?" The Doctor looks hurt that she would question him. "It's Christmas." Rose smiles, her favourite time of year.
"All yours," the Doctors always excited to be able to show companions new places. And her grin seemed to be infectious.
"But think about it though, Christmas 1860, it happens once and it's gone, it's finished, it'll never happen again. Except for you, you can go back and see days that are dead and gone, 100 thousand sunsets ago. No wonder you never stay still." Rose says in awe.
"Not a bad life," the Doctor grins back.
"Better with two," Rose counters with her tongue between teeth grin. "Come on then." She hits him on the butt as she runs towards the door.
"Oy, where do you think your going?" The Doctor asks.
"1860," she says as she turns to face him.
"Go out there dressed like that and you'll start a riot, Barberella. There's a wardrobe through there, first left, second right, third on the left, go straight ahead under the stairs, past the bins, fifth door on your left. Hurry up." He tells her.
Rose rolls her eyes as she heads to the wardrobe room. How he expected her to remember last time she wouldn't understand. She dressed the same way as last time, not that the TARDIS gave her much choice, and she received a favourable reaction from the Doctor as well.
Walking back into the console room she sees the Doctor tinkering with the TARDIS. The TARDIS gives an annoyed hum which Rose took to mean, she didn't need to be tinkered with. Rose lay her hand on one of the coral struts as she thought back. 'Give him a break old girl, he just needs something to do.'
The Doctor finally noticed her and felt his mouth drop open in shock. He knew she was beautiful but he didn't realise how stunning she really was. His superior time lord brain finally kicked back in as he spoke, "blimey, you look beautiful."
Rose cocked one eyebrow at him, "what, for a human you mean."
The Doctors ears turned red from embarrassment as he finally managers to turn his head away.
"I see you also changed your jumper." Rose compliments.
"Come on." The Doctor says as he gets out from under the grating.
"You wait there, this is mine." Rose orders as she races to the doors and peaks out. Before stepping out fully to find the same scene as last time.
The Doctor steps out beside her and offers his elbow. "Ready for this? Here we go, history."
She watches him as a grin appears on his face, a genuine grin not a fake one he gave when they just met.
There walking along when the Doctor notices a newspaper. Walking over he picks it up and looks at it frowning. "I got the flight a bit wrong."
Rose looks around her. "I don't care," she stats calmly.
"It's not 1860, it's 1869." The Doctor stats frowning.
"I don't care," Rose tries to reassure him.
"It's not Naples, it's Cardiff." The Doctor says in disgust.
"Come on Doctor, great things will happen in Cardiff one day. Stop being a snob and enjoy." Rose again reassures him.
He looks at her like she's lost her mind but before he can say anything screams ring out and his grin reappears. "That's more like it," he tosses the paper behind him and offers his arm again.
Rose grins back with excitement as they run towards a theatre where the screams are coming from.
Running in the theatre, the Doctor heads towards the stage while Rose moves out off the way of all the people evacuating.
"Fantastic," the Doctor stats as he hops on stage. "Did you see where it came from?" He asks the man on stage.
"The wag revels himself does he?" The man tells the Doctor.
The Doctor looks mildly insulted.
"I trust you are satisfied, sir." The man continues.
"Oy, leave her alone." Rose yells out as she sees Mr. Sneed and Gwyneth pick up the body. "Doctor I'll get them."
"Be careful," he yells back as he watches the creatures be pulled into the gas lanterns. "Did it say anything?" He turns back to the man. "Can it speak? I'm the Doctor by the way."
"Doctor, you look more like a nanny." The man insults.
"What's, wrong with this jumper?" The Doctor asks.
? ゚フᄍ? ゚フᄍ? ゚フᄍ? ゚フᄍ? ゚フᄍ? ゚フᄍ? ゚フᄍ? ゚フᄍ? ゚フᄍ? ゚フᄍ? ゚フᄍ? ゚フᄍ?
Rose follows Mr. Sneed and Gwyneth outside as she sees them loading the little old lady into the hearst.
"Gwyneth, the Doctor and I can help..." She was cut off by Mr. Sneed putting something over her mouth. The last thing she heard was the Doctor yelling her name.
? ゚フᄍ? ゚フᄍ? ゚フᄍ? ゚フᄍ? ゚フᄍ? ゚フᄍ? ゚フᄍ? ゚フᄍ? ゚フᄍ? ゚フᄍ? ゚フᄍ? ゚フᄍ?
The Doctor watches as the gas creatures are pulled into the gas lanterns. "Gas, it's made of gas."
He takes off outside to see Rose being loaded into a hearst. "Rose."
The man follows him as he waffles on. The Doctor turns to him, "yeah, not now mate, thanks." He sees a carriage standing on the side off the road. Jumping in he yells, "Oy, you follow that hearst."
"Can't do that sir." The driver replies.
"Why not?" The Doctor asks confused.
The man from stage runs up behind the Doctor. "I'll tell you why not. I'll give you a very good reason why not. Because this is my coach."
"Well get in then," the Doctor stats as he grabs the mans arm and helps him in. "Move." The Doctor tells the driver as the carriage moves. "Come on your loosing them."
"Everything in order Mr. Dickens?" The driver yells back.
"No, it is not." He tells the driver as the Doctor looks over in surprise.
"What did he say?" The Doctor questions.
"Let me say this first, I'm not without a sense of humour." Charles starts.
"Dickens." The Doctor interrupts.
"Yes," he replies frustrated.
"Charles Dickens?" The Doctor asks.
"Yes," Charles Dickens was getting more annoyed.
"The Charles Dickens?" The Doctor clarified.
The driver turned back. "Shall I remove the gentleman, sir?"
"Charles Dickens," the Doctor continues. "Your brilliant, you are, completely 100% brilliant. I've read them all, great expectations, Oliver Twist and what's the other one, the one with all the ghosts." The Doctor questions.
"A Christmas Carol?" Charles asks.
"No, no, no the one with the trains. The signal man, that's terrifying, best short story ever written. Your are genius, you are." The Doctor praises.
"Do you want me to get rid of him sir." The Driver asks again.
"Aaah, no I think he can say." Charles assures the driver.
"Honestly Charles," the Doctor continues. "Can I call you Charles, I'm such a big fan."
Now Charles looks confused. "Your a what, a big what?"
"Fan," the Doctor repeats. "Number one fan, that's me."
"How exactly are you a fan, in what way do you resemble a means of keeping oneself cool." Charles asks confused.
"No, it means fanatic, devoted to you. Mind you I've got to say that American babe Marsha, what's that about. Was that just painful or what that was rubbish that bit." The Doctor grumbled.
"I thought you said you were my fan?" Charles questioned.
"Oh, well if you can't take criticism. Go on do that voice of little Mel, he cracks me up." Suddenly he remembers Rose. "No, sorry forget about that." He turns to the driver. "Come on faster."
"Who exactly is in that hearst?" Charles finally asks.
"My friend," the Doctor answers as he hops that she hasn't been hurt. "She's only 19 and it's my fault, she's in my care and now she's in danger."
"Well, why are we wasting time talking about dry old books, this is much more important." Turning to the driver he yells, "driver, be swift, the chase is on."
The Doctor has a huge grin. "That a boy Charlie."
"No body calls me Charlie." Charles replies with a not amused expression on his face.
"The ladies do," the Doctor hints.
"How do you know that?" Charles asks perplexed.
"I told you, I'm your number one."
"Number one fan." Charles finishes.
? ゚フᄍ? ゚フᄍ? ゚フᄍ? ゚フᄍ? ゚フᄍ? ゚フᄍ? ゚フᄍ? ゚フᄍ? ゚フᄍ? ゚フᄍ? ゚フᄍ? ゚フᄍ?
Rose wakes up on the same table as last time. Just as the Gelth enter the bodies nearby.
Charles knocks on the door and Gwyneth goes to open it. "I'm sorry sir, were closed." Gwyneth tries to send them away.
"Nonsense," Charles scoffs. "Since when do undertakers keep office hours. The dead don't die on schedule. I demand to see your master."
"He's not in sir." She tries again and goes to close the door.
Charles puts a hand out to stop her. "Don't lie to me child," he tells. "Summon him at once."
"I'm awfully sorry, Mr. Dickens but the masters indisposed." Gwyneth tries again.
The Doctor just noticed one of the gas lanterns acting up. "Having trouble with your gas."
Charles just noticed as well. "What in Shakespeare's going on?"
Rose turns as she sees the Gelth posses the bodies. "Are you alright?"
She gets of the table as they move towards her like zombies. "Your not kidding."
She runs to the door and starts banging on it as the Gelth get closer.
The Doctor meanwhile barges through the front door and puts his ear to the wall near the gas lamp.
"Your not allowed inside sir," she insists.
"There's something inside the walls." The Doctor exclaimed.
Rose starts shouting as she hops the Doctor will arrive soon. If she does one little thing wrong she could be dead before she can help him. "Let me out, open the door."
"Living inside your gas pipes." The Doctor lifts his head as he hears Rose yelling. "That's her." The Doctor takes of running towards her while Charles and Gwyneth follow. They pass Mr. Sneed but are running to fast for him to have a go at them.
"Let me out." Rose continues to yell. "Let me out, someone open the door."
One of the Gelth grab her and pulls her back as the Doctor kicks the door in. "I think this is my dance." The Doctor stats as he pulls Rose from the Gelth's grip.
Rose looks behind her as Charles remarks. "It's a trick, were under some sort off mesmeric influence."
"No were not, the dead are walking." The Doctor explains. He turns to Rose and grins, "hi."
"Hi, who's your friend?" She asks as she looks back at Charles Dickens.
"Charles Dickens." The Doctor says excitedly.
"Ok, hi Charlie." The Doctor frowns slightly. She acts like she's already met him. He doesn't know where his burst of jealousy comes from either.
"My names the Doctor," he addresses the Gelth. "Who are you then? What do you want?"
"Failing, open the rift, were dying." They say in an eerie voice. "This form cannot sustain, help us." The corpses then open there mouths and the Gelth fly out and disappear back into the gas lamps.
? ゚フᄍ? ゚フᄍ? ゚フᄍ? ゚フᄍ? ゚フᄍ? ゚フᄍ? ゚フᄍ? ゚フᄍ? ゚フᄍ? ゚フᄍ? ゚フᄍ? ゚フᄍ?
Back in Sneed's parlour Rose has a go at him. "First of all you drug me, then you kidnap me, and don't think I didn't feel your hands having a quick wander you dirty old man." Rose is even angrier knowing that he knew about them and did nothing.
"I won't be spoken to like this," Mr. Sneed interrupts.
"Then you set me in a room full of zombies, and if that ain't enough, you swan off and leave me to die." Rose continues. "So come on, talk."
The Doctor smiles as he watches her. He likes how fiery she is. He wonders where else she would be passionate. He immediately shuts down that thought, he can't think like that. She's a companion, nothing more. There can't be anything more.
"It's not my fault, it's this house." Mr. Sneed yells back. He looks at everyone as he continues more calmly. "It's always had a reputation, haunted but I never had much bother till about three months back and then the stiffs." At Charles's disgusted look he amended. "The um, the dear departed started getting restless."
"Tommy rot," scoffed Charles.
"You witnessed it, can't keep the beggars down, sir. They walk." Mr. Sneed exclaimed. "And it's the queerest thing, but they hang on to certain memories."
While Mr. Sneed was talking Gwyneth is handing out drinks to everyone. She walks up to the Doctor, "two sugars sir, just how you like it."
The Doctor frowned as she walked away. There's something about her like how she knew he liked his tea that way.
"One fellow use to be a Saxon and almost walked into his own memorial service." Sneed continued. "Just like the old lady going to your performance, sir. Just like she planned."
"Morbid fancy," Charles scoffed again as he stood up.
"Oh, Charles you were there," the Doctor stated.
"I saw nothing but an illusion," Charles tried to deny.
"If your going to deny it, don't wast my time. Just shut up." The Doctor rudely told him. Charles looked highly insulted before walking out of the room. The Doctor turns back to Mr. Sneed, "what about the gas?"
"Oh, that's new sir, never seen anything like that before." Sneed assured him.
"It means it's getting stronger, the rifts getting wider and something's sneaking through." The Doctor told them.
"What's the rift?" Rose knows but she still needs to act dumb.
"A weak point in time and space," the Doctor explained. "It's a connection between this place and another. That's the cause of ghost stories most of the time."
"That's how I got the house so cheap," Mr. Sneed exclaims. "Stories going back generations. Echoes in the dark, queer songs in the air and this feeling like a shadow passing over your soul. Mind you truth be told, it's been good for business. Just what people expect from a gloomy old trade like mine."
The Doctor grins as he then follows Charles out of the door and into the room with the corpses. He leans against the doorway as he watches Charles try to find out how the trick, as he put it, was done.
"Checking for strings," the Doctor startles Charles out of his search.
"Wires perhaps there must be some mechanism behind this fraud." He's desperate to prove them wrong
"Oh, come on Charles. Alright, I shouldn't of told you to shut up," the Doctor apologises. "I'm sorry, but you've got one of the best minds in the world. You saw those gas creatures."
"I can not except that." Charles denies.
"And what does the human body do when it decomposes, it breaks down and produces gas." The Doctor interrupts. "Perfect home for these gas things. They can slip inside, use it as a vehicle just like your driver and his coach."
"Stop it," Charles exclaimed. "Can it be that I have the world entirely wrong."
"Not wrong, there's just more to learn." The Doctor insists.
"I've always railed against fantasies. Oh, I love an illusion as much as the next man, revel in them. But that's exactly what they are illusions. The real world is something else. I dedicated myself to revel injustices, the great and social courses. I hoped that I was a force for good. Now you tell me that the real world is a realm of spectres and Jack o lanterns. In which case have I wasted my brief span, Doctor. Has it all been for nothing?" Charles ranted.
? ゚フᄍ? ゚フᄍ? ゚フᄍ? ゚フᄍ? ゚フᄍ? ゚フᄍ? ゚フᄍ? ゚フᄍ? ゚フᄍ? ゚フᄍ? ゚フᄍ? ゚フᄍ?
While the Doctors talking to Charles. Rose walks off to find Gwyneth. She needs to warn her and since Gwyneth is psychic, she might understand.
"Please miss, you shouldn't be helping, it's not right." Gwyneth protests as Rose picks up a towel and starts drying some dishes.
"Don't be daft," Rose says. "Sneed works you to death." Rose hands back the towel. "How much do you get paid?"
"8 pounds a year miss." Gwyneth states proudly.
"How much." Rose clarifies.
"I know, I would've been happy with 6." Gwyneth assures her.
Rose still can't believe how low people were paid in those days. "So, did you go to school or what?"
"Of course I did, what do you think I am an urchin." Gwyneth protested. "I went every Sunday nice and proper."
"What, once a week." Rose exclaims before clamping her mouth shut in mortification as she realised that she sounded like she disapproved.
"We did sums and everything." Gwyneth leans a little closer. "To be honest, I hated every second."
"Me too," Rose agrees.
"Don't tell anyone but one week I didn't go and I went on the Heath all on my own." She laughed.
"I use to go down to the shops with my mate Shareen and we use to go look at boys." Rose assures her.
Gwyneth suddenly turns proper. "Well I don't know much about that miss."
"Oh, come on. Times haven't changed that much." Rose protested. "I bet you've done the same."
"I don't think so miss." Gwyneth tries to dismiss.
"Gwyneth, you can tell me. I bet you got your eye on someone." Rose insisted.
"I suppose," Gwyneth gives in. "There is one lad. Butchers boy, he comes by every Tuesday. Such a lovely smile."
"Oh, I like a nice smile." Rose agrees. "Good smile, nice bum."
Gwyneth looks scandalised. "Well I have never heard the like." They laugh together. "I swear it is the strangest thing miss, you've got all the clothes and the breeding but you talk like some kind of wild thing."
"Maybe I am, maybe that's a good thing." Rose suggests. "You need more in life than Mr. Sneed."
"Oh, now that's not fair, he's not so bad old Sneed. He was very kind to me, to take me in cause I lost my mum and dad to the flu when I was twelve." Gwyneth explained.
"Oh, I'm sorry." Rose commiserated.
"Thank you miss. I'll be with them again one day, sitting with them in paradise. I should be so blessed, there waiting for me." Gwyneth assures Rose. "May be your parents are up there waiting for you too miss."
"May be," it suddenly clicks what she said. "How do you know I my mother died?"
"Don't know, must of been the Doctor." Gwyneth looks away scared.
"I'm older than I look." Rose confessed.
"Yes, you've seen so much, more than anyone should have to see. You've come such a long way, from a different time stream. You burn like the sun. With time flowing through you. Such beautiful singing, the big Bad Wolf." Gwyneth fell back in shock when the Bad Wolf kicked her out of Roses head. "I'm sorry, sorry miss."
"It's alright," Rose tried to reassure her.
"I can't help it, ever since I was a little girl. My mum said I had the sight, she told me to hide it." Gwyneth insisted.
"And it's getting stronger, more powerful isn't that right?" The Doctor startled them.
"All the time sir," Gwyneth confessed. "Every night, voices in my head."
"You grew up on top of the rift, your part of it, your the key." The Doctor explains.
Rose can already see the Doctor planning on using her and it just makes her more angry. "I've tried to make sense of it sir. Consulted table wrappers, spiritualists all sorts."
"Well that should help, you can show us what to do." The Doctor explained.
"What to do where sir?" Gwyneth asked confused.
"We're going to have a seance." The Doctor grins.
As the Doctor leaves Rose grabs Gwyneth's arm. "You don't have to do this. You've seen in my head, you know what will happen." She's almost begging.
Gwyneth lays a hand on her. "Yes, I've seen what will happen. It's my time, or the Doctor will do it and it's not his time yet." Gwyneth hugs her. "Let me do this to preserve the time line and to keep you and the Doctor together."
Gwyneth walks off as Bad Wolf and the TARDIS try and comfort her. Bad Wolf shows her that there is still someone she could save.
There sitting in the parlour, around a table holding hands.
"This is how Madame Mortlock summons those from the land of mists." Gwyneth explains. "Come on we must join hands."
Charles scoffs. "I can't take part in this," while he stands up.
"Humbug," the Doctor teases. "Come on, open mind."
"This is precisely the cheap mummery I strive to unmask. Seances, nothing but luminous tambourines and a squeeze box concealed between the knees. This will amount to nothing." Charles insisted.
"Now don't antagonise her, I love a happy medium." The Doctor jokes.
"I can't believe you just said that." Rose laughs quietly.
At least the Doctor got Rose to smile a bit. Ever since coming out of the kitchen with Gwyneth she seems a lot sadder. And what did Gwyneth mean when she said Bad Wolf. Also Rose looks at Gwyneth like she knows something is going to happen to her.
He looks back to Charles. "Come on, we might need you."
Charles debates but then decides to sit down anyway.
"Good man." The Doctor compliments. "Now Gwyneth, reach out."
Gwyneth looks to the ceiling and concentrates. "Speak to us, are you there, spirits come. Speak to us that we may relieve your burden."
Rose starts hearing whispers. "Can you hear that?"
"Nothing can happen." Charles insists as he looks around. "This is shear folly."
"Look at her," Rose nods towards Gwyneth.
"I see them," Gwyneth whispers. The Gelth start coming out off the gas lanterns and float around the room.
"What's it saying?" Rose leans forward to ask.
"They can't get through the rift." He turns to face Gwyneth. "Gwyneth, it's not controlling you, your controlling it. Now look deep, allow them thru."
"I can't," Gwyneth sounds like she's struggling.
"Yes, you can." The Doctor assures her. "Just believe it. I have faith in you, make the link."
Suddenly her head drops then slowly rises. "Yes," three gaseous figures appear behind her.
"Great God," Sneed exclaims. "Spirits from the other side."
"The other side of the universe." The Doctor corrects.
"Pity us," the Gelth exclaim. "Pity the Gelth, there's so little time, help us."
"What do you want us to do?" The Doctor asks.
"The rift, take the girl to the rift. Make the bridge," the Gelth begged.
"What for?" The Doctor questioned.
"We are so very few, the last of our kind. We face extinction." The gelth explained.
"Why, what happened?" Rose was hopping the Doctor wouldn't ask that.
"Once we had physical form, like you. Then the war came," the Gelth continued on.
"War, what war?" Charles asked.
"The Time War, the whole universe convulsed. The Time War raged, invisible to lower life forms, but deadly to higher forms. Our bodies wasted away, were trapped in this gaseous state." They insisted.
Rose looked at the Doctor as the Gelth went on. Her hatred for them grew as she saw the pain and guilt in his eyes.
"So that's why you need the corpses?" The Doctor figured out.
"We want to stand tall, to feel the sunlight, to live again. We need a physical form and your dead are abundant, they go to waste, give them to us." The Gelth finally got to the point.
Rose doesn't bother arguing with the Doctor about using dead people. She knows it won't work.
The Doctor looks at Rose, wondering why she isn't arguing. He's taken back by the fact that she's glaring at them. She even begged for Cassandra's life and she tried to kill her, yet she doesn't want to help the Gelth.
"Let the Gelth, through," they continued. "We're dying, help us, pity the Gelth."
They disappeared back into the gas pipes as Gwyneth collapses.
Rose rushes over to her, "Gwyneth."
Charles sat there in shock. "It's all true, it's all true."
? ゚フᄍ? ゚フᄍ? ゚フᄍ? ゚フᄍ? ゚フᄍ? ゚フᄍ? ゚フᄍ? ゚フᄍ? ゚フᄍ? ゚フᄍ? ゚フᄍ? ゚フᄍ?
Back in the sitting room they lay Gwyneth on the sofa and Rose started wiping her forehead as they waited for Gwyneth to wake up.
"It's alright," Rose reassures her as she came too. "Just sleep ok."
"My angels miss," Gwyneth smiles. "They came didn't they? They need me."
"They do need you Gwyneth. Your there only chance of survival." The Doctor assures her.
Rose was upset even though Gwyneth told her it needs to be done. Rose turns to the Doctor. "Why can't you build bodies for them and then come back to open the rift."
"Cause, by the time we come back it might be to late." The Doctor gently explained.
Sneed's looking confused. "What did you say Doctor, explain it again? What are they?"
The Doctor turns to look at Sneed. "Aliens."
"Like foreigners you mean?" Sneed tried to grasp.
"Pretty foreign, yeah. From up there," and he points to the roof.
"Brecka," Sneed exclaims.
"Close," the Doctor concedes, "and they've been trying to get through from Brecka to Cardiff but the roads blocked. Only a few can get through, even then their weak. They can only test drive the bodies for so long, then they have to revert to gas and into the pipes."
"That's why they need the girl." Charles comments.
Rose was about to repute that when Gwyneth lays a hand on her arm. "The Doctor needs to know he can be wrong." She whispers.
"She can help," the Doctor assures Rose, "growing up on the rift, she's become part of it. She can open it up, make a bridge and let them through."
"Incredible," Charles exclaims. " Ghosts that are not ghosts, but beings from another world, that can only exist in our realm by inhabiting cadaverous."
"Good system, it might work." The Doctor agrees.
"My angels need me." Gwyneth turns to the Doctor. "Doctor, what do I have to do?"
"You don't have to do anything." The Doctor assures her.
"They've been singing to me since I was a child, sent by my mum on a holy mission." Gwyneth explained as she stared at Rose. "So tell me."
Rose nodded to let her know she won't interfere.
The Doctor was looking between Rose and Gwyneth wondering what was going on. He knew Rose wasn't happy about what was going on, but his guilt was getting to him and if he could help the last of the Gelth then maybe it might diminish a bit.
"We need to find the rift," the Doctor walks over to Sneed, "this house is on a weak spot that's weaker than any other. Mr. Sneed what's the weakest part. The place where most of the ghosts have been seen."
Mr. Sneed thinks for a bit. "That would be the morgue."
Rose groans. "No chance you were going to say gazebo was there."
They all head down to the morgue as Rose keeps an eye on Mr. Sneed. "Does this mean my time can be rewritten?" Rose asks the Doctor.
The Doctor turns to her. "Times in flux, changing every second and your cozy little world can be rewritten like that." He clicks his fingers. "Nothing is safe, remember that, nothing."
"Doctor," Charles interrupts. "I think the room is getting colder."
The Gelth start coming through the walls.
"Here they come." Rose comments.
A figure suddenly appears before them. "You came to help, praise the Doctor, praise him."
Rose can't help but yell out. "Promise you won't hurt her."
They ignore her like last time. "Hurry please, so little time. Pity the Gelth."
The Doctor moves to stand in front of them. "I'll take you somewhere else after the transfer. Some where you can build proper bodies." The Doctor explained. "This isn't a permanent solution, alright."
"My angels," Gwyneth says in awe. "I can help them live."
"Ok, where's the weak point?" The Doctor asks.
"Here, beneath the arch," the Gelth point.
Gwyneth steps beneath the arch with a blue ghost like figure above her.
Rose rushes forward and hugs her as Gwyneth whispers, "forgive him, he has so much guilt, he needs you to heal him."
Rose nods as she discreetly feels for her pulse and realises she's already gone.
"Establish the bridge, reach out to the void. Let us through." The Gelth cry.
"Yes, my angels." Gwyneth exclaims. "I can see you, I can see you. Come."
"Bridge head establishing."the Gelth cried out.
"Come to me, come to this world poor lost souls." Gwyneth continues.
"It has begun," the Gelth cry. "The bridge is made."
Gwyneth opened her mouth wide and Gelth started pouring out. "The bridge is open, we descend. She has given herself to the Gelth." Suddenly the Gelth behind Gwyneth turned from angelic blue to fiery red as the others looked around realising there's more of them than they were told.
"You said that you were few in number." Charles cried.
The Gelth started entering corpses.
"Gwyneth," Mr. Sneed tried. "Stop this, listen to your master this has gone far enough. Stop howling child and leave these things alone."
Rose pulled him back as the Doctor grabbed her by her waist. The Gelth almost had him. They all watch on as the corpses head towards them.
"Oh, good god." Charles starts panicking.
"We need bodies," the Gelth explain. "All of you dead, the human race, dead."
There backing Rose and the Doctor up to a fenced alcove as the Doctor yells, "Gwyneth stop them, send them back, now."
"I, I, I can't," Charles cries. "I'm sorry. This new world of yours is to much for me. I'm sorry." And with that both Charles and Mr Sneed run out of the house.
The Doctor opens the gate behind them. Now they have Gelth trying to reach through the gate.
"Give yourself to glory. Sacrifice your lives to the Gelth." They waffle on.
"I trusted you," the Doctor spat. "I pitied you."
"We don't want your pity, we want this world and all its flesh." The Gelth sneered.
"Not while I'm alive." The Doctor declared.
"Then live no more." The Gelth stated.
The Doctor turns and looks at Rose with regret, "I'm sorry." All he's thinking about is that he hasn't kissed her yet. Unbeknownst to the Doctor, Rose is thinking the same thing as they stare at each other. "It's all my fault, I brought you here."
Reaching up Rose places her hand on the Doctors cheek. "It's not your fault," Rose forgives. "I wanted to come."
"What about me," the Doctor exclaims. "I saw the fall of Troy, world war five, I pushed boxes at the Boston tea party now I'm going to die in a dungeon, in Cardiff."
"It's not just dyeing," Rose explains. "It's to become one of them. We'll go down fighting, yeah."
"Yeah," the Doctor agrees.
"Together." Rose looks at the Doctor.
"Yeah," the Doctor takes Roses hand as he looks at her. "I'm so glade I met you."
"Me too," they don't realise their inching nearer to each other until Charles comes bursting back into the room and they spring apart.
"Doctor, Doctor turn of the flame, turn up the gas." He explains as Charles moves to do that. "Fill the room, all off it now."
"What are you doing?" The Doctor asked confused.
"Turn it all on, flood the place." Charles pulls out his handkerchief as he starts coughing.
"Brilliant," the Doctor exclaims. "Gas."
"What, so we choke to death instead?" Rose questions.
"Am I correct, Doctor?" Charlie's asks. "These creatures are gaseous."
"Fill the room with gas, it'll draw them out of the hosts, suck them into the air." The Doctor agrees. "Like poison from a wound."
The Gelth turned and started moving towards Charles. "I hope, oh lord, I hope this theory will be validated soon. If not immediately."
"Fancy more," the Doctor grabs the gas pipe next to him and rips it out of the wall.
Suddenly the Gelth start pouring out of the hosts and circling around in the air.
"It's working." Charlie's says nervously.
The Doctor and Rose open the gate and move to stand in front of Gwyneth.
"Gwyneth send them back," the Doctor yells. "They lied, there not angels."
Gwyneth lowers her arms. "Liars."
"Look at me, if your mother and father could look down and see this, they would tell you the same." The Doctor enticed. "They would give you the strength. Now SEND THEM BACK."
"I can't breathe," Rose exclaims.
"Charles get her out of here." The Doctor orders.
Rose is lead away by Charles as the Doctor reasons with Gwyneth.
"There too strong." Gwyneth disagrees.
"Remember that world you saw, Roses world. All those people, none of it will exist unless you send them back through the rift." The Doctor cajoles.
"I can't send them back," Gwyneth insists. "But I can hold them. Hold them in this place, hold them here." She reaches into her pocket and pulls out some matches. "Get out! Leave this place."
"Come on, leave that to me," the Doctor begs before he realises, putting his fingers to her pulse he doesn't find one. "I'm sorry." He kisses her forehead as he runs out of the house. "Thank you."
He managers to get out just in time for the house to blow up. He turns to Rose as she throws herself into his arms. He's surprised she even wants him to hold her.
"I'm sorry, she closed the rift." The Doctor tells her.
"At such a cost," Charles exclaimed. "The poor child."
"I did try Rose," the Doctor insisted. "But Gwyneth was already dead. She had been for at least five minutes."
"It's not your fault." Rose assures him. "She wanted to help."
"I think she was dead the minute she stood in that arch." The Doctor explained to Charles.
"There are more things in heaven and Earth that are dreamt of in your philosophy." Charles explained gently. "Even for you, Doctor."
"She saved the world," Rose was awed by her courage. "A servant girl and no one will ever know."
Mr. Sneed stays to sort out the rubble that use to be his home while Charles offers them a lift back to the TARDIS.
"Right then, Charlie boy I've just got to go into my shed." The Doctor uses his key to unlock the door. "Come along."
"What are you going to do now?" Rose asks Charles.
"I shall take the mail coach back to London quite literally post haste." He assures her. "This is no time for me to be on my own. I shall spend Christmas with my family and make amends. After all I've learned tonight, there can be nothing more important."
"You've cheered up." The Doctor told him.
"Exceedingly," he laughs. "This morning I thought I knew everything in the world now I know I've just started. All these huge and wonderful notions, Doctor. I'm inspired, I must write about them."
"Do you think that's wise?" Rose asks.
"I shall be subtle at first." Charles assures them. "The mystery of Edward Drood still lacks an ending perhaps the killer was not the boy's uncle, perhaps it was not of this Earth. The mystery of Edward Drood and the blue elementals. I can spread the word, tell the truth." He finishes excitedly.
"Good luck with it," the Doctor shakes Charles's hand. "Nice to met you, fantastic."
"Bye then," Rose shakes Charles's hand then leans in to kiss his cheek.
"Oh, my." Charles exclaims. "So modern."
The Doctor suppresses another stab of jealousy. That's getting out of hand.
"Thank you but I don't understand?" Charles asks confused. "In what way is this goodbye, where are you going?"
"You'll see," the Doctor assures him. "In the shed."
The Doctor enters, Rose goes to follow as the Doctor pops back out.
"On my soul Doctor, it's one riddle after another with you. But after all these things there's one mystery you still haven't explained. Answer me this, who are you?" Charles asks.
The Doctor looks at him. "Just a friend, passing through."
"But you have such knowledge of future times," Charles questions. "I don't wish to impose on you but I must ask you. My books, do they last?"
"Oh yes," the Doctor grins.
"For how long?" Charles queries.
"Forever," the Doctor grins as Charles lights up. "Right, shed. Come on Rose."
"In the box," Charles questions as they enter. "Both of you?"
"Down boy," the Doctor grins. "See ya."
Rose has a smile on her face as she enters the TARDIS and follows the Doctor to the console. "Doesn't that change history if he writes about blue ghosts?"
"In a weeks time it's 1870, and that's the year he dies, sorry he won't get to tell his story." The Doctor explains.
"Oh, no," Rose exclaims quietly as they watch Charles on the monitor. "He was so nice."
"In your time he was already dead, we've brought him back to life." The Doctor comforted. "He's more alive now than he's ever been, old Charlie boy. Let's give him one last surprise."
The Doctor hits the dematerialisation switch and the TARDIS disappears from Cardiff 1869 and enters the Time Vortex.
Rose could only save Mr Sneed in this episode as Gwenyth was the reason the Gelth came through which was how the Doctor found out what the Gelth really wanted. Last time the Doctor mentioned her being dead the moment that she stepped under the arch so I couldn't find a way to save her.
