This is a bit of a holiday present to one of you because I know how annoying it is to really want to read more and have to go off to somewhere with no damn internet. I feel your pain!

Dwatlaskrhtcm: this is for you sweetheart :) I'm sorry you'll have to wait for the rest but I hope this helps.

Sonotalady: I do worry that I sometimes make Amy annoying or… I don't know. So I'm glad you think she's ok :)

1945: That is between me and my muse… :D

Rachy Babes: Well, I do have new underwear :) Well Fawks will be able to jump in soon but she may not be totally happy with her reaction…NOW I've got you worried :) John was good fun in this chapter, he gets more serious later but I had to show how well meaning he was before…well. That would be telling ;)

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"Cloud Nine"

If you want to live, let live.
If you want to go, let go.
I'm not afraid to dream, to sleep, sleep forever.
I don't need to touch the sky.
I just want to feel that high,
And you refuse to lift me.

Guess it wasn't real after all.
Guess it wasn't real all along.

If I fall and all is lost,
It's where I belong.

Cloud Nine - Evanescence

'Daisy, Daisy, Give me your answer do…' The occupants of the console room froze as Winter's voice carried down the corridor, flowing closer and closer. Everyone turned for instructions from the Doctor, he gave them each a serious look, lingering on Jack for a moment. 'We act like nothing has changed, she can't be allowed to suspect a thing.' They didn't have time to agree or contest as Winter entered the console room and stopped, looking around at her gathered friends.

'Are we going somewhere?' The Doctor shook his head.

'No, you know how it is, I come in here to do some repairs and suddenly everyone appears to distract me.' He lied smoothly. She laughed and trotted over to his side, kissing him quickly and leaving Daisy in his arms.

'In that case do you mind watching her for an hour so I can have a nap?' He bounced the child up in his arms and nodded.

'Come on Daisy,' he smiled at her, 'We're going to look at some reset circuits.' Daisy clapped her hands together and Winter kissed him again before disappearing out of the door. As soon as she was gone the Doctor looked back down at Daisy and sighed.

'No reset circuits today I'm afraid. Today we're taking a trip to the medical bay.' He couldn't look at Jack. He had no clue what reaction to have when she kissed him. It felt wrong, like, well like kissing your engaged best friend. Now, as he strode down the TARDIS corridors with his arms full of the unknown child and Jack's eyes on his back, he did what he did best; covered his emotions with a technical babble. 'first things first we should take a sample of your blood and leave that for the machines to analyse, I'm sure your T-cells will be normal because you got a cold a few weeks ago but there may be another change, possibly to the Beta cells. Then we'll work on your DNA.' Daisy smiled up at him, completely unaware of the foreboding lecture, 'I did a scan when you fell of the central platform so no need for that, maybe I should try scanning your residual rift energy. That might give us a clue of where you came from.'

The troop entered the med bay and John headed straight for the wheely chair. He collapsed down into it and slouched with his legs crossed against the bed. Pip, much to his annoyance, curled up around his shoulders and let his tail swish back and forth down his back. The Doctor placed Daisy on the bed and lifted his arm motioning to Jack but not looking at him. 'Could you bring me the syringe gun?'

'What about us?' Rory asked as Jack began rifling around in the draws. The Doctor looked up at the couple. 'I am a nurse.'

'Forget the gun Jack. Just a normal syringe. Give it to Rory, he can take the blood.' The Doctor looked down at the child he had called his own not more than 2 hours ago and felt a sudden wave of disgust at himself.

'Oi! Brainbox.' He looked up at John's rude awakening, 'You haven't got time for dreams of the good old days. If you're going to be all noble and do the right thing then I suggest you bloody well do it.'

Daisy hardly cried as they performed a multitude of tests on her. She sat still, he lip quivering every few minutes but them someone would smile at her or jangle a set of keys and she would grin back happily and go back to a quiet exploration of her feet.

An hour later John and Pip were half asleep in the chair, Amy and Rory were sat on the floor by the wall with her head on his shoulder. Jack and the Doctor watched the screen showing Daisy's blood avidly.

'THERE!' John jumped out of his seat and fell straight onto the floor, Pip just managed to leap to safety and Amy pulled Rory over to the screen. Daisy clapped her hands at the fallen Captain and he pulled hiself up to look over the covers at her.

'Well I'm glad you're amused kid.' He complained. Both the monkey and the man finally made it to the screen and looked up at the picture, squinting. 'This better be good.'

'There.' The Doctor repeated, pointing to a tiny black dot in the top left corner.

'It's a spot on the image.' Rory sighed.

'This is 72nd century technology Rory. There are no spots on the images.'

'What is it then?'

'Bad News.'

'Do you ever stop talking in riddles?' John asked.

'It's a clone spot.' He glared at the blank looks on their faces and crossed one arm over his chest, running the other through his hair. 'It means that I know exactly who is doing this and I know why.'

'Who?' Jack propted.

'Daisy is a youngling of the Pantheon of Discourse with human DNA.'

'Who?' Amy repeated. The Doctor sighed and paused before starting his tale.

'Remember the day I took Nemo away from Torchwood. Jack frowned and nodded. 'I was alone and I was tired. I needed some life on board. We were all set up to go somewhere amazing and well, we ended up in surrey. A few mile out of Sutton actually. Sarah Jane she…' he looked over to Amy, 'an old companion. She was getting married but her mind had been changed. The man she was marrying should have been dead but he made a deal with a creature called the trickster to survive so long as he married and trapped Sarah.'

'So, Daisy was supposed to die?' The Doctor shook his head at Amy's conclusion.

'No, Daisy was too young to be given the choice. The cloning spot means she was grown from human DNA but with added DNA from the Trickster himself. He's the last of his species. Daisy is a key.'

'A key to what.'

'To the return of the pantheon. When she's of age she can be taken to their ancient temple. Her blood flowing along the cracks of the floor stones will give new life to the ancients and the Pantheon will return.

'What are you babbling about.' John complained.

'Daisy will die and the whole Pantheon will be reborn. The universe will descend into darkness as vindictiveness and chaos will rule.'

'So what you're saying is,' Jack asked, ' Either the trickster sacrifices Daisy later and the universe is turned into a living hell or…'

'Or we have to destroy the key now.' The Doctor ran his hand through his hair and gazed sadly at the screen. 'For the sake of the entire universe and every other universe. We have to kill Daisy.' He choked out.

'What?' They spun around at the new voice. They had all been too busy discussing Daisy's fate to notice Winter walk in, but as she stared at them now they knew she had heard too much, but not enough.

'Nemo you don't understand.' Jack began. She shook her head wildly and backed away from them.

'No, No I don't understand, my Daisy…you want….' She looked up at the Doctor, 'You're not killing my daughter. He shook his head.

'She's not… I mean….she is but, just stop backing away… let me explain!' Winter turned on her heel and sped out of the medical bay with Daisy in her arms. They raced forwards hot on her heels but she knew this ship well and led them straight at a corridor cross. Without a word they split up to find her.

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