Chapter Five:

Rediscovery

The Professor sat, her eyes staring out past the Doctor and Koschei and into the vortex that swirled outside the window. She watched the sad way the Doctor said goodbye to his friends Amy and Rory, but knew it was best for them. Koschei insisted that humans probably weren't a good idea around him.

Seeing the vacant way the Professor was Koschei took it upon himself to bother her.

"Delta," he grinned, tapping her shoulder as the Doctor busied himself. "The Doctor found our TARDIS."

This caught her attention. "You're joshin' me," she spoke, wide eyes catching his attention. They were bleak and a bit hazy. Her hair, still down from the braid, fell onto her shoulders and covered the straps to the dress she had changed into. If Koschei wasn't in the presence of the Doctor, he would gladly say she looked like the Rani. Which might be a bad thing seeing as she was the Doctor's granddaughter. Something they wouldn't disclose.

"I am not joshing you, Delta."

"Why's it Delta?" The Doctor turned to them, looking at her first before the Master – Koschei. "Originally, he called you the Professor."

"It was given to me by Rassilon, if you must know, Doctor." Her eyes steadily looked at the Doctor, their blue reminding him of someone impossible. She let a smile greet her lips before looking back at Koschei. "How in all of Gallifrey did you find it?"

"I didn't," Koschei said, his head nodding to the monitor. "This TARDIS did. Detected another TARDIS and alerted the Doctor. That bell ring? That was the indication of the TARDIS. I installed that."

The Doctor scowled at the—Koschei before nodding. "It was when he stole my TARDIS."

Delta nodded at the Doctor, seeing a different man than the one in her mom's memories and in her mind. She felt a bit sick at that thought. Koschei was the reason he regenerated. Well, actually it was the Time Lords. Koschei never…

"I know. I saw it." Three minds were inside her. Her mother's, Koschei's, and her own. Sometimes it was harder than Koschei imagined.

"You saw it?"

Koschei softly sighed. "She's my Bond."

"Sounds better if you say we're married," Delta retorted, poking Koschei in the side. Her hand was tugged by Koschei and kissed as a red bruise appeared.

"Sorry."

In awe, Delta accepted the apology. "No problem, Kos."

The Doctor watched the scene, trying to figure out Koschei's motives. He seemed sorry, a bit of anger radiating out of him. He felt Koschei's real apology and was certain that Delta hadn't ever heard that word from him before.

"Where is it?" Delta asked, looking over at the monitor but not bothering to actually read it.

"Somewhere in the future. Right on the Time Agency."

The Doctor openly scowled. He disliked the Time Agency.

Delta frowned. "Time Agency? It actually exists?"

Koschei took the lead, forcing her up off her seat to sway with her as they started to fly – with the breaks off. "It does! Bunch of stupid humans forcing them to."

"Forcing them to? To do what? I'm confused," she gripped at the side, her body moving with the sway and the way the Doctor flew his own TARDIS.

"Tell me you fly with the breaks on, Koschei!"

They were thrown to the ground, a pile of Time Lord bodies all askew.

He laughed, tapping her ankle. "Don't worry, I do."

They all rose, and the Doctor sensed a small change in the air, power, and turned to look at the couple.

Delta had changed their clothes and now Koschei was wearing proper looking 51st Century clothes. Delta wore a very pretty dress that went down to her knees and long boots that went down up to her thighs. The look reminded him of Sarah Jane and he realized how pretty Delta was and how handsome Koschei looked.

The Doctor looked at the soft jaw Delta had and the nice lips, the curve of her hips and the softness of her legs that was shown off by her boots. He really disliked it, but he admitted to himself that if she were a bit more blonde, less waves in her hair, and had lighter blue eyes, she'd look like Jenny's sister. And Koschei looked much younger, about the age he looked, and more like a Roman than even Rory could be.

"Come on, Doctor, we've got to go."

She was very excited, but had a shield up. She had it up the entire time. Whereas, Koschei wore his anger or pain or joy on his face as he always had.

They stepped out, the Doctor still disliking the fact that Delta was so powerful but shielded, and went down through the entrance. He looked at the woman before him before shaking his head vehemently.

"You're—you're impossible!"

She smiled a grin that was large and happy. "Just a bit improbable. What's up? Wait—" she frowned. "When are you?"

"When are we? Why are you so careless about being here? What's your problem? What happened! How'd you get here? I saw you die, Jenny. Saw you."

Jenny took a deep breath. "Dad," she said slowly, "You were—I mean, you know about me by now. Time travel, never in the right order."

The Doctor scowled but walked towards her and embraced her in a choking hug. "You're alive, that's all I care about."

"Bit capricious."

"Pardon us, Jenny, but where's our TARDIS?"

It was then Jenny blinked. "Your TARDIS? We have other problems. Like is where Jack."