Here's the chap, written by BananaBabe903! :) It's short, but please read and review anyway! :D

Disclaimer: If we did, we would sooo make this an episode! :D


"Where is exactly 'here'?" Kayla demanded to know, appearing in the console room drying her tangly black hair with Rachel's peach-colored towel.

"Hey, is that my towel???" Rachel snatched her towel out of Kayla's hands. "That was a Christmas present from dad!"

Kayla smirked, rolling her eyes. "Dad got you a towel for Christmas? I got this!" Kayla dug something out of her pants pocket, handing it to Rachel. To Rachel, it looked like a drivers' license.

"Psychic paper," analyzed Jack, snatching it out of her hands. "And too young to have one, may I put!"

"Gawd, already with us kids and you sound like you're frickin' one hundred years old," Kayla scoffed. "Seriously? Chill."

"'Seriously? Like, chill'!" Jack mimicked her adolescence-like tone. The crowd burst out laughing until Trey pushed his way to the door.

"C'mon then! Let's go save dad!" he wasn't even the least bit sarcastic as he threw open the doors. "Oh my God!" Instead of an alien planet, all Trey saw was darkness. They were in what looked like a palace building. Inside, there was a giant glowing half-circle thingy and several people guarding it in white lab coats, yelling out things to their boss, a dark-skinned man in a business-like suit.

This was Trey's dream job.

"Who are you?" asked the African-English man. He turned to a bony-like man in a white lab coat who was typing ferociously away at a computer.

"I don't know, sir. It looks like they radiated into here almost like magic, they… they materialized." The bony white man looked deep in his eyes.

"I'm Trey!" he blurted out, excitedly. "And err, yeah…" he dropped his head at Jack's intense gaze.

Jack rolled his eyes. "We heard you have a mission, Mr. Joshua Naismith… to, make your daughter immortal?" he raised his eyebrows at the end of the sentence.

Jenny scrunched up her nose in disgust. "That's sick," she spat. "That's just wrong."

"Yeah, didn't you see Twilight? You don't want your daughter to be a pale sparkly vampire, do you?" Kayla added. All the kids except for Donna, Elody, and Nico burst out laughing.

"She could use some sparkle, though," Ember whispered to Katie, but loud enough for everyone to hear. "With that complexion at least." Katie smirked in reply.

"Where'd you hear that?" asked Mr. Naismith, ignoring Kayla and Ember's comments.

"Ohh… when you're from the future you tend to know these things," Jack informed, cocking an eyebrow.

"Why'd you cock your eyebrow?" Jenny whispered to him.

"It added effect," Jack replied, barely moving his lips.

"Yes, and what are you going to do about it?" Mr. Naismith smugly questioned. "All we need is a Lord of Time, and all is complete."

"Sir!" a balding man in a lab coat called out from behind a computer. Trey read his nametag as "John Wilmore". "From these readings, each of these, these, kids have Time Lord Genetics!" he exclaimed.

Mr. Naismith eyed them carefully. "Which one is related to ours?" he asked, not even turning his head to break the stare he shared with Captain Jack.

"Ours? What do you mean by 'ours'?" Jack demanded to know.

Mr. Naismith didn't respond, instead John Wilmore pointed directly to Nico.

"That one. The skinny, dirty one. The one covered in scabs. Nicolas Saxon," muttered John Wilmore, voice shaking.

"Wait, what makes Nico different from us?" demanded to know Donna. "I mean, we're all the same, minus Ember, Katie, and Luke, righ'?"

"Nico, what was your mother's name?" Jenny asked, turning to Nico.

"Her name… her name was L-Lucy," Nico croaked out, angrily. "That is, if she's still alive thanks to you lot!"

"Why didn't we realize it before?" Jack cried. "We only searched for Time Lord Genetics. It was a very broad idea. We wanted just the Doctor's kids… instead… Nico isn't son of the Doctor. He's the son of the Master."

"The Master?" cried Jenny. "Who in the world is 'the Master'?"

"An old friend of the Doctor's from Gallifrey," informed Mr. Naismith. "Turned rogue and evil afterward. We're going to use him. It was written in the prophecy. But now, we don't need the Master." He smiled evilly. "We already have his son."


There's the chap! :) I know it's short, but please review anyway! DisneyLover will write the next one!