Author's Notes: I do not own Doctor Who, the Duplicate Doctor or Donna. Thanks for the reads and reviews, I do love hearing from you all. Please enjoy and let me know what you think. Also. I suppose I should warn of forthcoming Series Six spoilers. I don't know why you haven't seen it, come on, and obviously this is another universe, but I don't want you if you have for some reason not seen Series Six seeing it later and going, "What? Why didn't that girl warn me?" And of course it's going to play out differently.
Donna came downstairs to the kitchen to find John making breakfast for Josh, Ella and Mayantha. She shook her head at the sight.
"I don't know why that still amazes me, but it does," she said giving John a kiss.
"Gross!," cried Josh.
"Oi, pipe down," said John. "You ought to be expecting a lot more of that."
Donna smiled and sat between her children. She looked at Ella. "Are you feeling better, sweetheart?"
"Yes," she said in a way that convinced no one.
"You're going to spend the whole day with John," said Donna. "You three have to show Mayantha around London and take her to all your favorite places."
"You're going to work?," asked Josh.
"For a little while. Then I have to meet Auntie Nerys and do some things for the wedding."
"We don't have to see Dad, do we?," asked Josh.
Donna realized Ella was also staring at her. "No, sweetheart."
"I don't want to," said Josh.
Donna nodded. "Well, I need to get going. Kisses!" Nobody moved, so Donna kissed Josh, then Ella. John followed her out.
"I'm worried about Ella," said Donna. "She's never been like this."
John shrugged. "She's never been through something like this. She'll bounce back."
"Well, I'm going to find someone for her to talk to. Such a bloody big week, the wedding, dealing with Ethan and now my mum's decided to land her zeppelin to actually come to the wedding."
"Your mother?," squeaked John.
Donna's face dropped. "Oh, God, you've met her, haven't you? In that other universe?"
"Well, yes, but she could be different here."
Donna nodded. "Okay, then, Did the Sylvia in the other universe like to constantly nag Donna and ask what she was doing with her life? Why did she divorce that handsome man?"
John nodded. "Everything except that last sentence and it was replaced by 'What are you doing with that awful man?'."
"Oh, that will be you then," smiled Donna. She gave him a kiss. "I'm seeing my lawyers, I'll be back in plenty of time for dinner. You go have fun with the kids."
"Mayantha's four hundred and two."
"Which is why you shouted 'Oi! Eyes!' to that waiter last night. And yes, I've heard the whole, not my daughter, not from my universe bit, but I know better."
Mayantha came in. "John, I'm sorry. I actually have an errand to run today."
"An errand? What errand could you possibly have?"
She sighed. "I told you about my dad's companions? The ones whose daughter was taken?"
"Yes."
"I promised Dad I would see them if I could. They live in this village called Leadworth."
"Leadworth?"
"It's in the Midlands or something. I know you all have plans so I can just go and come back."
"Where's Mayantha going?," asked Josh.
"She has to go visit some friends, Josh," said John.
"Can't we go with her?"
John took a glance at the TARDIS armoire. No way would Donna approve of her children in a TARDIS. "No, I don't think so."
Josh didn't like hearing no. "Why not? How's she going? Where's her car?"
"The car," said John. He looked at Mayantha. "We could take the car."
"You mean we would drive there and actually pass through distances and the time would go in order?," asked Mayantha.
"Come on. Everyone should try it once. Ella!"
They piled into the Land Rover and after a quick stop at the petrol station for sweets and drinks, they were on the motorway.
"So, you just go and go..." said Mayantha, staring at the landscape as they flew by.
"Yeah," said John.
"It's like when Grandfather takes you into the mountains..."
"Wait, my father?," asked John. "He's still alive?" John glanced back in the rearview mirror at Josh who was reasonably wondering what that meant. "Never mind us. We're talking nonsense."
"Yeah, he's still alive," said Mayantha. "Still going into the mountains."
"When I was a boy, he used to take your mother, the Master and I, back before we went to the Academy."
"Same here," said Mayantha. "Grandmother despairs of it." She looked in the backseat. "Do you two have televisions back there?"
"Yeah," said Josh.
"What am I doing in the front?," she said incredulous.
"You're a grown up," said Ella.
"Yeah, actually, you're the most grown up of anyone in the car," said John with a grin. "Of course, I suppose I'm the least grown up of anyone in the car. Why are you three letting me drive?"
Josh and Ella giggled.
They rode the rest of the way to the Midlands and Mayantha directed John to a small cottage.
"Where are we?," asked Josh.
"This is my friend's house," said Mayantha. She looked at John. "I should go on my own."
"I'll be right here," said John.
Mayantha got out of the car and walked to the front door. John watched as she knocked, waited and a man answered the door.
He didn't look pleased to see her, that was for certain. Mayantha tried to get him to talk, but all John could see was a lot of head shaking until he finally slammed the door in her face.
Mayantha got back in the car and shut the door.
"That didn't go well," said John.
"No," said Mayantha.
"Is that it then?"
"I have to try to talk to his wife."
"Yeah."
"Should be just in town."
"Okay."
They went into Leadworth and found what John thought must be the only restaurant in town. They had lunch and went for a walk around the village, where they finally found a small park. Josh and Ella ran to play as John and Mayantha sat on the bench.
"So, the companion. What's his name?"
"Jeff Angelo."
"And he was the one whose child was taken?"
"He was her father."
"How long has it been?"
"It's been five years for them since she was taken and four years for them since my father delivered the news that she was dead."
"The Silence killed her?"
"No. He did."
John looked at Mayantha in surprise. She looked back at him and drew a deep breath.
"It's a long story."
John shrugged "I have time."
