hello old friends, first off I'd like to dedicate this chapter to quite a few people: Nikki-Pond, fashiongirl23, AliceCullen3, shusto-croke, HiddenInPlainSight15 and finally LeilaTheGalaxyDefender

I'll try and make the chapters longer like you said and make it more funny and also more mystery to the story. Thank you all and I will update soon. Oh and only one person who reviewed got it right who the mystery guest was (well done LeilaTheGalaxyDefender!) Don't forget to Rate and Review so I can make this better. happy reading and Thank you!

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"Hello Sarah Jane Smith." The Doctor smiled lovingly before embraced his friend into a hug.

"Whose she?" Clara whispered to Jack, who had appeared next to her out of nowhere. God that man was sneaky.

"One of the Doctor's oldest friends, they've known each other for years." He whispered back, his breath tickling Clara's ear.

"Oy! what are you to whispering about?" The Doctor said still hugging Sarah Jane with his back away from the pair. "Clara, you stay away from Jack he's nothing but trouble."

"It's true you know. Troubles my middle name." Jack grinned, winking at Clara who giggled in response.

"So Doctor when are you going to introduce me to your friend?" Clara asked once collecting herself.

"Oh right!" The Doctor broke off the hug and spun round to face Clara. "Clara Oswald meet Sarah Jane Smith." He gestured for the pair to shake hands before turning to Sarah Jane and continuing.

"If you don't mind me asking, Sarah Jane what in Gods name are you doing here? You hate Torchwood!"

"She was unable to resist my charm and handsomeness, so she decided she had to work here. She begged me and I of course, being to caring friend I am, great fully accepted." Jack butted in, earning glares from the entire group, including Clara.

"Not exactly..." Sarah Jane replied. "I still dislike Torchwood but a lot has happened since I last saw you Doctor. I decided it was time to give up investigating alien activity and look after my daughter, Sky, and Luke still visits me often. But then SOMEBODY," she glared at Jack, "thought it would be a wonderful idea to track me down and force me out of retirement, so now I work at Torchwood. Ive got to say it is a great job, but I still disapprove of some of their work." Turning to Clara she explained. "That's why I had been staying away from them. Too many guns." She finished smiling at the Doctor and his current companion who had both been listening intently.

"On another note," the Doctor said. "Do you happen to have any Jammie Dodgers hidden around here? Such a wonderful and popular British biscuit. Oh how I love their shortbread case with its raspberry flavoured jam!" He continued, drifting off into a happy daydream about his love of the biscuit."

"Errrm I think so-" Martha started before getting cut off by Clara.

"Oi! Don't think I've haven't got my eye on you chin boy! You stuffed yourself full of them at the TARDIS house. You wait until I tell your wife about this!" Clara threatened.

"YOUR MARRIED?" Screamed a shocked Martha. "How could you not think to tell us that?" Her voice sounded pained and hurt, and she had tears in her eyes.

"And where was my invitation to your stag do? I invited you to ALL of mine!" Jack piped up.

"Well I think it's nice the Doctors found someone." Sarah Jane started before turning to The Doctor and Clara. "Congratulations Clara, I hope you and the Doctor have a very happy life together."

"Wait. WHAT? No, no, no, no, no. No! Doctor tell them it's not true!" Shouted a startled Clara.

"No it's not, guys I'm not married to Clara." He said calmly, people had often mistaken him to be married to his companions before and he had always managed to explain things with ease.

"But you too look so good together! And there were so many signals!" Mickey whined. Martha looked at her husband, shocked and confused at his comment. He just shrugged his shoulders in reply.

"Signals? Noooo we don't have signals. Chin boy just thinks he can turn up at someone's house, crook his finger and they'll just jump into his snog box. But no, we are not married." Clara explained. Thank God they had gotten that cleared up, she thought.

The group stood there awkwardly in the centre of Torchwood for a few minutes before the Doctor realised he should explain his marital status.

"My wife, she's dead." He cleared his throat. "She died a very long time ago." He said solemnly.

"Oh. I'm so sorry." said Mickey.

"Yeah, but only him would upload her consciousness into a computer so she is able to live on in a virtual world" Clara interjected, trying to lighten to atmosphere.

"You did what?" Martha asked, puzzled.

"He doesn't like endings you see, so he left her like a book on a shelf. Didn't even say goodbye. He doesn't like endings, the Doctor. Never has, never will."

"What was her name? Your wife." Jack asked, his voice filled with sympathy. He knew what it was like to lose the one you hold dearest to you.

"Melody Pond." he sighed, it had been a while since he had called her that, "But she went by the name of River Song for most of her life. And the odd occasion when she was feeling more eccentric than usual it was Melody Malone or Mrs Robinson." The Doctor said fondly.

"Melody Pond." Mickey repeated. Where had he heard that name before. "Martha do we know a Melody Pond?" He questioned his wife.

"Hmmm I don't think so...Oh wait, yes! She sold us our house." Martha smiled, "but I doubt they're the same person Doctor."

"Oh Melody Pond you naughty girl." The Doctor whispered under his breath. "What have you done this time."

"Doctor?" Clara was shocked by this news, "Are you saying your wife sold that TARDIS house to your friends?"

"Yes." The Doctor replied only half listening to his friend. Something important had been said and he had missed it. Clara. What had Clara said. "Wait. Clara just repeat exactly what you just said. Word for word." He stood in front of her, his eyes boring into hers.

"Er Okay?" Clara said, puzzled at his request, "I said 'Doctor. Are you saying your wife sold that TARDIS house to your friends." What was so important about what she had said. She was only asking a question.

"OH YES! Oh Clara you clever, impossible girl. Yes!" He turned to Martha and Mickey. "Tell me EVERYTHING about that house of yours and River now."

"Let me handle this Mickey, UNIT trained me up to remember everything about a situation. This is my area of expertise." She said smugly to her husband. She never got to show off nowadays.

"Um actually Martha I've just thought of a much quicker way to get my information and you might want to let Mickey handle it." The Doctor said unsurely.

"Yeah Martha, sorry but this is a job for-" he was cut off abruptly.

"Mickey, shut up. Right here goes, Geronimo." And with that the Doctor head butted Mickey square in the forehead causing them both to stagger backwards with pain. The Doctor was overloaded with Mickey's memories of River and his house but before he knew it all he could see was black.