The End of Time Part 2
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The Doctor has been bound and gagged, strapped upright to a trolley with me next to him, my mouth gagged also Wilf is tied to a chair, a few feet in front of us.
"Now then, I've got a planet to run. Is everybody ready?" The Master asked.
"Six billion, seven hundred and twenty seven million, nine hundred and forty nine thousand three hundred and thirty eight versions of us awaiting orders." Naismith-Master said on a screen.
"This is Washington. As President of the United States, I can transfer all the United Nations protocols to you immediately, putting you in charge of all the Earth's defences." The Obama-Master said on another.
"UNIT HQ, Geneva reporting. All under your command, sir."
"And this is the Central Military Commission here in Beijing, sir, with over two point five million soldiers, sir. Present arms!"
"Enough soldiers and weapons to turn this planet into a warship. Nothing to say, Doctor? What's that? Pardon? Sorry?" The Master laughed at The Doctor's attempt to speak.
"You let them go, you swine." Wilf said.
"Oh, your dad's still kicking up a fuss." The Master laughed, not amused.
"Yeah? Well, I'd be proud if I was."
"Hush, now. Listen to your Master." The Master went and unbound The Doctor's gag. "The drums, the never ending drums. Why?"
"You're a genius. You're stone cold brilliant, you are. I swear, you really are. But you could be so much more. You could be beautiful. With a mind like that, we could travel the stars. It would be my honour. Because you don't need to own the universe, just see it. To have the privilege of seeing the whole of time and space. That's ownership enough." The Doctor said.
"Would it stop, then? The noise in my head?" The Master asked, hopefully.
"I can help."
"I don't know what I'd be without that noise." The Master wondered with a wistful smile on his face.
"I wonder what I'd be, without you." The Doctor responded.
"Yeah."
Wilf looked puzzled. "What does he mean? What noise?"
"It began on Gallifrey, as children. Not that you'd call it childhood. More a life of duty. Eight years old. I was taken for initiation, to stare into the Untempered Schism."
"What does that mean?" Wilf asked.
"It's a gap in the fabric of reality. You can see into the Time Vortex itself. And it hurts."
"They took me there in the dark. I looked into time, old man, and I heard it calling to me. Drums. The never ending drums." The Master said.
"Listen to it. Listen."
"Then let's find it. You and me." The Doctor pleaded, saying anything to get him to stop.
"Except. Oh. Oh, wait a minute. Oh, yes. Oh, that's good." The Master said.
"What? What is?"
"The noise exists within my head, and now within six billion heads. Everyone on Earth can hear it. Imagine. Oh. Oh, yes." The Master smiled and the skeleton becomes briefly visible again.
"The Gate wasn't enough. You're still dying." The Doctor said.
"This body was born out of death. All it can do is die. But what did you say to me, back in the wasteland? You said the end of time."
"I said something is returning. I was shown a prophecy. That's why I need your help."
"What if I'm part of it? Don't you see? The drumbeat is calling from so far away. From the end of time itself. And now it's been amplified six billion times. Triangulate all those signals. I could find its source. Oh, Doctor. That's what you're prophecy was. Me!" The Master slaps The Doctor.
"Where's the Tardis?" The Master growled.
"No. Just stop. Just think." The Doctor said.
The Master looked at a guard and said, "Kill them." A helmeted guard goes over to Wilf and another slightly taller goes to me. "I need that technology, Doctor. Tell me where it is, or the old man and the girl are dead."
"Don't tell him!" Wilf said.
Doctor, don't. It'll be okay. I said in his mind.
"I'll kill Them right now!"
"Actually, the most impressive thing about you is that after all this time, you're still bone dead stupid." The Doctor said, smiling.
"Take aim!" The Master yelled. Both guards obeyed.
The Doctor raised his eyebrows. "You've got six billion pairs of eyes, but you still can't see the obvious, can you?"
"Like what?" The Master sneered.
"Those two guards are one inch too tall." The guard near Wilf knocks out the Master with his rifle butt, then removes his helmet to reveal a green spiky head.
"Oh my God, I hit him. I've never hit anyone in my life."
The male alien by me said, "Well, come on. We need to get out of here fast." She frees Wilf while Rossiter releases the Doctor. Then the women comes to free me. She took of the gag and undid the straps.
"Thanks." I said, rubbing my wrists. The green alien nodded.
"God bless the cactuses!" Wilf said, glad to be rescued.
"That's cacti." The Doctor said, correcting Wilf on his grammar.
"That's racist!" The women said, clearly offended.
Then the screen came on and Naismith-Master said, "This prophecy of yours, Doctor, where did it come from? Doctor?"
"Come on! We've got to get out." Mr. Adams said.
"There's too many buckles and straps." The women groaned.
"Just wheel him."
I saw The Doctor's eye's widen. "No, no, no. Get me out. No, no, no, don't. Don't! No, no, no. Susan, tell them!" I giggled as we ran, well The Doctor is wheeled, across in front of the camera feed to the screen.
"What's going on? Doctor!" Naismith-Master yelled on the screen while we escaped.
"Which way?" The women asked when we were in a corridor.
"This way." Adams said, weeling The Doctor to the left.
"No, no, no, no, no. The other way. I've got my Tardis!"
"I know what I'm doing." The alien said, irritated.
"No, no, no, just just listen to me!" The Doctor said while I just ran behind them with Wilf giggling the whole way. Susan! Susan, please! The Doctor yelled in my mind. I answered him with laughter.
Then we got to stairs and The Doctor began to panic. "Not the stairs. Not the stairs!"
"Worst rescue ever!" The Doctor yelled as we got to the basement corridor.
"Just, just stop and listen to me!" The Doctor said once we got to one of the control rooms in the basement. The next thing I knew The Master had run in with armed guards.
"Gotcha." The Master smiled, gleefully.
"You think so?" Adams asked. The woman presses her wristwatch.
"No, no, no, no, don't!" The Doctor yelled. The Doctor, Wilf, the two aliens and me were teleported onto their ship.
"Now get me out of this thing!" The Doctor said, very annoyed.
"Don't say thanks, will you." Adams said.
"He's not going to let us go. Just hurry up and get me out!" The Doctor yelled.
Wilf looks out of a nearby window. "Oh, my goodness me. We're in space!"
"Come on." The Doctor said.
"All right!" Adams yelled, finally coming over to unstrap The Doctor.
The Doctor rolled his eyes. "Oh, get a move on." I looked around the spaceship which looked like it was made from very large round modules. "Come on!"
"All right!" Adams yelled, infuriated. The two aliens finally get the Doctor free.
The Doctor zaps the teleport controls with his sonic screwdriver."Where's your flight deck?"
"But we're safe. We're a hundred thousand miles above the Earth." The male alien said.
"And he's got every single missile on the planet ready to fire."
Adams opened his mouth then closed it again. "Good point." Adams, Rossiter, Doctor runs out. The Doctor returns to gently lead Wilf away from the window where I had stood by wilf to see how he was doing.
"But we're in space!" Wilf said, amazed.
"Yep." The Doctor and I said at the same time.
"We've got to close it down!" I yelled.
"No chance, miss. We're going home." The female alien said.
"We're just a salvage team. Local politics has got nothing to do with us. Not unless there's a carnival. Sooner we get back to Vinvocci space the better." Adams said.
"We're not leaving." The Doctor sonically sabotages the flight controls. The whole spaceship goes dark. "Shush, shush, shush, shush, shush, shush."
"No sign of any missiles. No sign of anything. You've wrecked the place!" Adams snapped.
"The engines are burnt out. All we've got is auxiliary lights. Everything else is kaput. We can't move. We're stuck in orbit."
"Thanks to you, you idiot!" Adams leaves.
"I know you, though." Wilf said to The Doctor. " I bet you've got a plan, haven't you? Eh? Come on. You've always got a trick up your sleeve. Nice little bit of the old Doctor flim-flam sort of thing? Eh? Oh, blimey."
Then we saw something fall out of space and descend down into the Earth below us.
Some time later back in the teleportation room, The Doctor was working on something while I was sitting on a step looking out into space when Wilf walked in. "Aye, aye. Got this old tub mended?"
"Just trying to fix the heating." The Doctor said.
"Oh. I've always dreamt of a view like that. Hee, hee. I'm an astronaut. It's dawn over England, look. Brand new day. My wife's buried down there. I might never visit her again now. Do you think he changed them, in their graves?"
"I'm sorry." I told Wilf.
"No, not your fault."
"Isn't it?" The Doctor asked.
"Oh, 1948, I was over there. End of the Mandate in Palestine. Private Mott. Skinny little idiot, I was. Stood on this rooftop, in the middle of a skirmish. It was like a blizzard, all them bullets in the air. The world gone mad. Yeah, you don't want to listen to an old man's tales, do you?"
The Doctor laughed sadly. "I'm older than you."
Wilf's eyes widened. "Get away."
"I'm nine hundred and six."
"What, really, though?"
"Yeah." I said. "I'm only 21."
Wilf looked out the window. "Nine hundred years. We must look like insects to you."
"I think you look like giants." The Doctor said.
"Listen, I, I want you to have this. I've kept it all this time, and I thought-" Wilf offers his revolver to the Doctor. I looked away.
"No." The Doctor said.
"No, but if you take it, you could-"
"No. You had that gun in the mansion. You could have shot the Master there and then." The Doctor said.
"Too scared, I suppose."
"I'd be proud." The Doctor said to Wilf. I grabbed The Doctor's hand and squeezed it.
"Of what?"
"If you were my dad."
"Oh, come on, don't start. But you said, you were told he will knock four times and then you die. Well, that's him, isn't it? The Master. That noise in his head? The Master is going to kill you." Wilf said.
"Yeah."
"Then kill him first."
The Doctor just looked sadly at Wilf. "And that's how the Master started. It's not like I'm an innocent. I've taken lives. I got worse. I got clever. Manipulated people into taking their own. Sometimes I think a Time Lord lives too long. I can't. I just can't."
"If the Master dies, what happens to all the people?"
"I don't know."
"Doctor, what happens?" Wilf repeated.
"The template snaps."
"What, they go back to being human? They're alive, and human. Then don't you dare, sir. Don't you dare put him before them. Now you take this. That's an order, Doctor. Take the gun. You take the gun and save your life. And please don't die. You're the most wonderful man and I don't want you to die."
"Never."
Then The Masters voice echoed around us. " A star fell from the sky. Don't you want to know where from? Because now it makes sense, Doctor."
Adams ran in. " It's an open broadcast. Don't reply, or he'll know where we are."
"The whole of my life." The Master continued, "My destiny. The star was a diamond. And the diamond is a White point Star. And I have worked all night to sanctify that gift. Now the star is mine. I can increase the signal and use it as a lifeline. Do you get it now? Do you see? Keep watching, Doctor. This should be spectacular. Over and out."
"What's he on about? What's he doing? Doctor, what does that mean?" Wilf said, looking at The Doctor.
"A White point star is only found on one planet. Gallifrey. Which means it's the Time Lords. The Time Lords are returning." The Doctor said, standing up.
"Well, I mean, that's good, isn't it? I mean, that's your people."
The Doctor takes Wilf's revolver and runs and I follow him.
The Doctor runs into the room with me right behind him.
"What's that?" Adam asked, meaning the four beat rhythm.
"Coming from Earth. It's on every single wavelength." The alien female said, looking at the a computer.
The Doctor is rushing around, working on bits and pieces. "But you said your people were dead. Past tense." Wilf said, not understanding why he was acting like this.
"Inside the Time War. And the whole War was Time locked. Like, sealed inside a bubble. It's not a bubble but just think of a bubble. Nothing can get in or get out of the Time lock. Don't you see? Nothing can get in or get out, except something that was already there." The Doctor said.
"The signal. Since he was a kid." I said.
"If they can follow the signal, they can escape before they die."
"Well, then, big reunion. We'll have a party." Wilf said.
"There will be no party." The Doctor said.
"But I've heard you talk about your people like they're wonderful." Wilf said.
"That's how I choose to remember them, the Time Lords of old. But then they went to war. An endless war, and it changed them right to the core. You've seen my enemies, Wilf. The Time Lords are more dangerous than any of them." The Doctor said.
"Time Lords, what lords? Anyone want to explain?" Adams asked.
"Right, yes, you. This is a salvage ship, yes? You go trawling the asteroid fields for junk?" The Doctor asked.
"Yeah, what about it?" Adams asked The Doctor.
"So, you've got asteroid lasers!" I exclaimed, learning about them last week.
"Yeah, but they're all frazzled." The women alien said.
The Doctor throws a lever and two gun alcoves open on either side of the flight controls. "Consider them unfrazzled. You there, what's your name?" The Doctor said to Adams. "I'm going to need you on navigation." He said to the female alien. "And you, get in the laser-pod, Wilfred."
"Yeah?" Wilf asked.
"Laser number two. The old soldier's got one more battle." The Doctor said.
"What's your name?" I asked to the alien female.
"Rossiter."
"Susan." I replied.
"This ship can't move. It's dead!" Adams exclaimed.
"Fix the heating?" The Doctor throws two levers forward, and the ship powers up.
"But now they can see us!" Adams yelled.
The Doctor grinned. "Oh, yes!"
"This is my ship, and you're not moving it. Step away from the wheel." Adams said as The Doctor went to the wheel.
"There's an old Earth saying, Captain. A phrase of great power and wisdom, and consolation to the soul in times of need."
"What's that, then?" Adams asked.
"Allons-y!" The Doctor and I yelled. The Doctor powers the spaceship down towards the Earth.
The spaceship dives through the atmosphere. "Come on! Come on!" The Doctor murmured.
"You are blinking, flipping mad."
"You two. What did I say? Lasers."
"What for?"
"Because of the missiles. We've got to fight off an entire planet."
Wilf and Rossiter take their places in the transparent gunner's domes. "Hey! How does this thing work?"
"The tracing's automatic. Just deploy the trigger on the joystick." Rossiter yelled at Wilf.
"We've got incoming." Adams said.
" Look at this one! Oh, my God!" Rossiter yelled.
"You two, open fire!" I yelled as The Doctor skims the ocean, dodging the missiles.
"Oh, my word!" Rossiter yelled.
"Whoa. Whoa!" Wilf said.
"No, no, no, no, no!"
"Open fire! Come on, Wilf!" The Doctor said.
Wilf shoots down a missile. "Whoo! Oh, I wish Donna could see me now!" Wilf yelled.
"And there's more. Sixteen of them. Oh, and another sixteen." Adams said.
"Then get on the rear gun lasers! You two, open fire! Now!" I yelled.
Rossita gasped. "Yes!"
"No, you don't!" The Doctor said trying to avoid the missiles.
Wilf and Rositta keep destroying missiles. "Come on!" Wilf yelled.
"Come on! Fire!" The Doctor said. The front window gets blown in and I grabbed onto something to keep myself from falling off.
"Whoa! Wow!"
"Yes!" Rossita cheered.
"Lock the navigation." The Doctor said to Adams.
"Onto what?" Adams asked.
"England. The Naismith mansion." I responded.
"Destination?" The Doctor asked.
"Fifty kliks and closing. We've locked on to the house. We are going to stop, though. Doctor? We are going to stop?" The Doctor didn't answer.
"Doctor? Doctor, you said you were going to die." Wilf said.
"He said what?" Adams asked.
"But is that all of us? I won't stop you, sir. But is this it?"
The Doctor pulls the spaceship's nose up at the last moment, then opens a hatch in the floor and, with the revolver ready, jumps down through the glass dome, me following in suit.
We land hard on the marble floor. I groaned in pain and look towards the device.
You shouldn't have come with me. The Doctor said in my mind once we saw the five Time Lords.
This is a version of my Earth. I will not abandon it. I said in The Doctor's mind.
"My Lord Doctor. My Lord Master. We are gathered for the end." Rassilon said.
"Listen to me. You can't!" The Doctor got out.
"It is a fitting paradox that our salvation comes at the hands of our most infamous child." Rassilon said.
"Oh, he's not saving you. Don't you realise what he's doing?"
"Hey, no, hey! That's mine. Hush. Look around you. I've transplanted myself into every single human being. But who wants a mongrel little species like them, because now I can transplant myself into every single Time Lord. Oh, yes, Mister President, sir, standing there all noble and resplendent and decrepit. Think how much better you're going to look as me." The master said.
The Lord President holds up his metal gauntlet. It glows and everyone who looks like the Master goes through the head blur thing again. "No, no, don't. No, no, stop it! No, no, no, don't!" The Master said. Finally, everyone on Earth is restored to themselves.
"On your knees, mankind." The people obey.
"No, that's fine, that's good, because you said salvation. I still saved you. Don't forget that." The Master said.
"The approach begins." Rassilon said, smiling.
"Approach of what?" The Master asked.
"Something is returning. Don't you ever listen? That was the prophecy. Not someone, something." The Doctor said.
The Master looked confused. "What is it?" I tried to get up but failed, my arms getting weaker.
"They're not just bringing back the species. It's Gallifrey. Right here, right now." The Doctor said. A big burning planet appears close to the Earth and the ground starts shaking.
My cell phone goes off. I slowly and painfully take it out and see who the caller is. It's Jack. I press accept but don't talk. "What's that noise?" Rassilon asked.
"Nothing." The Doctor said, glancing at me. The Doctor recognized my ring tone.
Jack. I said to him in his mind. He nodded slightly.
The people run from the room, screaming. "But, I did this. I get the credit. I'm on your side." The Master yelled.
Wilf pushes his way in. "Come on, get out of the way. Get out of the way! Doctor?" A technician is hammering on the door of his locked glass booth.
"Help me, please. Somebody, please."
"All right! I've got you, mate. I've got you." Wilf goes into the open booth.
"Wilf, don't. Don't!" The Doctor yelled.
Wilf unlocks the other booth. "I've got you. Come on. Go on." The freed technician runs.
"But this is fantastic, isn't it? The Time Lords restored." The Master said. I heard a gasp from my cell that I hid from the Time Lords.
"You weren't there in the final days of the War. You never saw what was born. But if the Timelock's broken, then everything's coming through. Not just the Daleks, but the Skaro Degradations, the Horde of Travesties, the Nightmare Child, the Could-have-been King with his army of Meanwhile and Never-weres. The War turned into hell. And that's what you've opened, right above the Earth. Hell is descending." The Doctor yelled.
The Master just grinned. "My kind of world."
"Just listen! Because even the Time Lords can't survive that." I yelled.
"Who the hell are you to decide what we can and can't do?" Rassilon said, looking at me. "We will initiate the Final Sanction. The end of time will come at my hand. The rupture will continue until it rips the Time Vortex apart."
"That's suicide." The Master hissed.
"We will ascend to become creatures of consciousness alone. Free of these bodies, free of time, and cause and effect, while creation itself ceases to be."
"You see now? That's what they were planning in the final days of the War. I had to stop them." The Doctor said.
"Then, take me with you, Lord President. Let me ascend into glory." The Master pleaded with the Time Lords.
"You are diseased, albeit a disease of our own making. No more." The Doctor is on his feet, aiming the revolver at the Lord President. "Choose your enemy well. We are many. The Master is but one."
"But he's the President. Kill him, and Gallifrey could be yours." The Doctor turns and aims at the Master. "He's to blame, not me. Oh, the link is inside my head. Kill me, the link gets broken, they go back. You never would, you coward. Go on then. Do it." The Master encouraged.
The Doctor aims at the Lord President again. Doctor. Please. This isn't you. I said in his mind trying to get through to him.
"Exactly. It's not just me, it's him. He's the link. Kill him!" The Master cheered.
"The final act of your life is murder. But which one of us?" Behind the Lord President, the Woman lowers her hands and looks over the Doctor's shoulder. He turns back to face the Master.
"Get out of the way." The Doctor growled. The Master moves and the Doctor shoots the diamond in its gizmo. The link explodes and the Time Lords are sucked away. "The link is broken. Back into the Time War, Rassilon. Back into hell."
"You'll die with me, Doctor." The Time Lord President said.
"I know." The Doctor said sadly.
Rassilon aims his gauntlet at the Doctor. The Woman covers her face again.
"Get out of the way." The Doctor steps back and the Master attacks the Lord President with his energy. "You did this to me! All of my life! You made me! One! Two! Three! Four!" Rassilon is forced to his knees. The Time Lords and the Master disappear in a bright light and Gallifrey fades away from the sky.
"I'm alive. I've. There was. I'm still alive." The Doctor said. I stood slowly up, still hurting from the fall and pressed End Call. On my phone.
Knock, knock, knock, knock.
Knock, knock, knock, knock.
Knock, knock, knock, knock.
Knock, knock, knock, knock.
"They gone, then? Yeah, good-o. If you could let me out?" Wilf asked.
"Yeah." The Doctor said quietly.
"Only, this thing seems to be making a bit of a noise." Wilf told us.
"The Master left the Nuclear Bolt running. It's gone into overload." I told him.
"And that's bad, is it?"
"No, because all the excess radiation gets vented inside there. Vinvocci glass contains it. All five hundred thousand rads, about to flood that thing." The Doctor said.
"Oh. Well, you'd better let me out, then." Wilf said, not getting what was happening.
"Except it's gone critical. Touch one control and it floods. Even this would set it off." The Doctor took out his sonic screwdriver and put it back in again.
Wilf sobered up immediately. "I'm sorry."
"Sure." The Doctor said. I slowly walked over and held The Doctors hand.
"Look, just leave me." Wilf said.
"Okay, right then, I will. Because you had to go in there, didn't you?" The Doctor asked Wilf, close to tears. " You had to go and get stuck, oh yes. Because that's who you are, Wilfred. You were always this. Waiting for me all this time."
"No really, just leave me. I'm an old man, Doctor. I've had my time." Wilf said.
"Don't you say that." I told Donna's grandfather.
"Well, exactly. Look at you. Not remotely important. But me? I could do so much more. So much more! But this is what I get. My reward. And it's not fair! Oh. Oh. I've lived too long."
Shh. Shhhhh. I said to The Doctor in my mind. It'll be okay. I promise.
"No. No, no, please, please don't. No, don't! Please don't! Please!" Wilf said as The Doctor let go of my hand and walked slowly to the door.
"Wilfred, it's my honor. Better be quick. Three, two, one." The Doctor quickly goes into the open booth and unlocks Wilf's side. Wilf runs out and I hugged him. The red light floods the Doctor's booth.
The Doctor curls up into a ball it hurts so much. I slowly walked over to the booth and knelt down next to him. I put one hand on the glass. I heard him screaming in my mind. Tears flowed down my face. Then the power shuts down. After a few moments, The Doctor gets up.
"What?" Wilf asked, confused. "Hello."
"Hi." The Doctor said. I stood back up.
"Still with us?"
"The system's dead. I absorbed it all. Whole thing's kaput. Oh. Now it opens, yeah." The Doctor comes out of the booth.
"Well, there we are, then. Safe and sound. Mind you, you're in hell of a state. You've got some battle scars there." Wilf said.
The Doctor rubs his face and the cuts vanish. " But they've. Your face. How did you do that?" Wilf asked.
"It's started." The Doctor said, solemnly. Wilf and I hug The Doctor.
We materialized outside of the Nobles house. I worked the controls while The Doctor just walked around looking at the ship sadly.
Sylvia runs to the front door and sees The Doctor, Wilf and I come out of the Tardis. "Oh, she's smiling. As if today wasn't bad enough. Anyway, don't go thinking this is goodbye, Wilf. I'll see you again, one more time."
"What do you mean? When is that?" Wilf asked.
"Just keep looking. I'll be there." The Doctor said.
"We'll be there." I added.
"Where are you going?" Wilfred asked as The Doctor and I turned around.
"To get my reward." The Doctor said. We walked into the Tardis and I dematerialized her.
I materialized the Tardis in an abandoned factory. "Okay, Doctor. Time to see Martha and Mickey Smith."
The Doctor just nodded as we exited the Tardis.
Martha and Mickey Smith are running from explosions. "I told you to stay behind." I heard Mickey say, Time Lady hearing was very useful.
"Well, you looked like you needed help. Besides, you're the one who persuaded me to go freelance." Martha said, smirking.
"Yeah, but we're being fired at by a Sontaran. A dumpling with a gun. And this is no place for a married woman." Mikey told her.
"Well then, You shouldn't have married me." A Sontaran, Commander Jask, apparently, is on a catwalk behind them with a clear shot, when The Doctor hits him on the probic vent with a hammer. I stand a little bit behind him, but not far behind so they couldn't see me. I wanted them to see me.
"If we go in here and down to the factory floor, and down past that corridor, then he won't know that we're here."
"Mickey." Martha sees us up on the catwalk, standing there with solemn looks.
"Mickey." Martha said again, causing him to turn around.
"Hey!" Mickey called to us. I see Martha look at me, her unasked question in her eyes. I nodded my head side to side then followed The Doctor.
"Next, Bannerman Road." I said, running all over the place, steering the ship while the Doctor was struggling not to regenerate/
We see young Luke Smith on the phone. "That was the maddest Christmas ever, Clive. Mum still doesn't know what happened. She got Mister Smith to put out this story saying that Wi-Fi went mad all across the world, giving everyone hallucinations. I mean, how else do you explain it? Everyone with a different face"
Luke crosses the road without looking, and The Doctor drags him away from being run down by a car. "But it's you! You're-"
The Doctor walks back to where I am waiting against the Tardis.
"Mum! Mum!" Luke shouts, seeing his Mum out to get the mail.
"What? What is it?" Sarah asked.
"It's him. It's the Doctor." The Doctor waves goodbye. I smiled sadly and follow The Doctor into the Tardis and dematerialized the ship.
I land the Tardis outside a alien bar and watch as The Doctor does this on his own. I didn't think that I would handle seeing a Jack from a different time line. I watched The Doctor on the Tardis's screen, looking at the bar which is complete with Raxacoricofallapatorian, Graske, and a little Adipose. Jack Harkness is drinking alone and that Murray Gold song is being sung.
"Cho no fro jo ko fo to do." A Jadoon said.
"I'm a country girl, I ain't see a lot, but you came along and my heart went pop. You took a little street car to my heart-" A singer sang.
The barman puts a piece of paper in front of Jack. " From the man over there." Jack looks up and sees The Doctor.
"And an apple of love fell off my apple cart. You looked at me, my heart began to pound. You weren't the sort of guy I thought would stick around." The Singer continues.
The paper says, his name is Alonso but don't forget about Susan. A young man in Edwardian naval uniform sits next to Jack.
"Hey, but it don't have to be eternally. My bad, bad angel put the Devil in me! You put the Devil in me." The Singer continues to sing.
Jack salutes the Doctor then turns to the young man.
"You lured me in with your cold grey eyes." The Singer said.
"So, Alonso, going my way?" Jack asked.
"How do you know my name?" Alonso asked.
Jack smiled. "I'm kind of psychic."
"Really?" Alonso asked.
"Yeah."
"Do you know what I'm thinking right now?"
"Oh, no. I have a girlfriend, but we can be best mates." Jack said, with a sly smile.
"My bad, bad angel, you put the devil in me."
I materialized outside the book store, I let The Doctor do this on his own and I watched through the security cameras.
"No, it's not just a story, no. Every word of it's true. I found my great grandmother's diary in the loft, and she was a nurse in 1913, and she fell in love with this man called John Smith. Except he was a visitor from another world. She fell in love with a man from the stars. And she wrote it all down." She signs the book for the young man. A Journal of Impossible Things, by Verity Newman, who is the spitting image of her great-grandmother Joan Redfern.
"Thank you." The man said.
The next book is presented for signing. "And who's it for?" Verity said, not looking up, concentrating on the signature.
"The Doctor." The Doctor told her.
"To the Doctor. Funny, that's the name he used." She looks up at him.
"Was she happy in the end?"
"Yes. Yes, she was. Were you?"
I got to all of Donna's wedding practices in one go and arrived at the wedding day three hours early because The Doctor helped set the Vortex Manipulator's coordinates in. The Doctor would join me after the wedding. Gwen, Martha, Rani, and Sarah Jane could tell something was up but they all knew to keep there distances.
"10 minutes!" Came the call from outside the door. I was wearing a Tardis blue dress, down to my ankles, and had my hair braided into many tiny braids that were gathered up into a ponytail. I had black high heels on.
All the bridesmaids were rushing around getting ready. I was standing along the outskirts of the room, very tired, my vortex manipulator still on my wrist. After explaining to Donna what it was, she just said it looked like a new fashion and said not to worry about it.
The bells are ringing for the end of the wedding ceremony. Donna and Shaun are finally married. They walked out of the church first followed by me and the rest of the bridesmaids and grooms men.
"You look lovely. Come here." Wilf kisses them both. "Everybody, three cheers. Hip, hip?"
"Hooray!"
"Hip, hip?"
"Hooray!"
"Hip, hip?"
"Hooray!"
"Right, come on then, you lot. This photo is just with friends. Come on. And I want all of you in it. Come on. That's it Susan. Well, friends, and Nerys. Oh, I'm only joking. Oh, look at her."
"You made me wear peach." Nerys said, looking mad at Donna.
"That's because you are a peach. Furry skin, stone inside, going off."
"Okay, smile." The Photographer said.
"Cheese!" I shouted along with everyone else, but not really into it because of The Doctor.
"How about it, Wilfred?" Minnie from the Silver Cloak said.
"Eh?" Wilf asked her.
"Well, it's never too late." Minnie replied, looking at Wilf longingly.
"Will you behave, Minnie. Honestly." Wilf sighed.
Minnie picks up the ends of her dress, "I'm going to catch that bouquet." She said, walking over to the crowd gathered to catch the bouquet. I made my way to Wilf.
"Oh, dear." Sylvia sees The Doctor and the Tardis just outside the lych gate. Sarah Jane sees this as well, she throws me a questioning look. I shook my head and walked over to The Doctor.
"Dad."
We go over to him. "And here you are, eh? Same old face. Didn't I tell you you'd be all right? Oh! They've arrested Mister Naismith. It was on the news. Crimes undisclosed. And his daughter. Both of them, locked up. But I keep thinking, Doctor, there's one thing you never told me. That woman. Who was she?"
"I just wanted to give you this. Wedding present. Thing is, I never carry money, so I just popped back in time, borrowed a quid off a really lovely man. Geoffrey Noble, his name was. Have it, he said. Have that on me." The Doctor said.
"Tell Donna I'm sorry I couldn't make it to the banquet. I left my speech in her purse."
Sylvia is nearly in tears and Wilf nodded.
"Smile!" The Photographer said.
I went to stand by The Doctor as Wilf and Sylvia make there way back to Donna.
Wilf gives the envelope to Donna. "Oh, don't tell me, it's a bill. Just what I need, right now. A lottery ticket? What a cheap present. Who was that? Still, you never know. It's a triple rollover this week. I might get lucky. Oi, Shawn! Come on, we're on a tight schedule. Oxtail soup at two thirty."
Wilf salutes The Doctor before we turn and leave.
"I'm late now. I've missed it. It's midnight. Mickey's going to be calling me everything. This is your fault." A young version of Rose Tyler said.
"No, it's not. It's Jimbo. He said he was going to give us a lift, then he said his axle broke. I can't help it." Jackie Tyler said.
"Get rid of him, Mum. He's useless."
"Listen to you, with a mechanic. Be fair, though. My time of life I'm not going to do much better."
"Don't be like that. You never know. There could be someone out there." Rose said, gripping her mother by the arms.
"Maybe, one day. Happy New Year." Jackie said, wistfully.
"Happy New Year! Don't stay out all night." Rose told her Mom.
Jackie smiled. "Try and stop me." They walk in opposite directions. Rose turns when she hears the Doctor grunt with pain. I placed my hand on his arm.
"You alright, mate?" Rose asked, curious.
"Yeah." The Doctor said.
"Too much to drink?"
"Something like that." I answered.
"Maybe it's time you two went home." Rose suggested.
"Yeah." The Doctor said.
"Anyway, Happy New Year." Rose told us, smiling.
"And you. What year is this?"
"Blimey, how much have you had? 2005, January the first."
"2005." The Doctor breathed. Tell you what. I bet you're going to have a really great year."
"Yeah? See you." Rose runs off. The Doctor staggers painfully back towards the Tardis, my arm under his arm to help.
We stopped as The Doctor noticed Ood Sigma standing in the middle of the road. "We will sing to you, Doctor. The universe will sing you to your sleep. This song is ending, but the story never ends."
The Doctor staggered into the Tardis, with myself having trouble holding him up. I closed the door behind us and started the Tardis, sending her into orbit.
The Doctor takes his arm off me and slowly backs away. "Doctor." I said, tears streaming down my face, still wearing my dress from the wedding.
The Doctor looked at me, tears also streaming down his face. "I don't want to go." The Doctor said.
Then the regeneration began. I jumped back a couple feet as it got too hot closer to him. Then as soon as it began, it was over and eleven remained.
Then the Tardis began crashing, shaking everything. Fires popped up everywhere. I was coughing. "Doctor!" I yelled.
Suddenly the ship gave a gigantic lurched forward and crashed into what must be Amy's backyard. I landed down on the floor, hard, landing on my Vortex Manipulator which started ticking. "Doctor!" I cried one more time before the Tardis vanished.
I opened my eyes and found myself in what looked like a futuristic apartment.
I heard a familiar voice. "Now, who are you and how did you get a Time Agent's Vortex Manipulator? The law for stealing one is imprisonment. Killing one, you get shot." I looked up and saw Jack, standing over me, no recognition at all on his face, and completely down to business. He even had a gun pointed at me.
But it wasn't my Jack. No. It was a younger version of mine, who had no clue who I was. I closed my eyes as the stress over The Doctor regenerating and young Jack became too much.
I passed out.
To be continued in... Parallel Future!
A/N: Thank you again to those who have read, favourite or followed this story!
The squeal should be up on June 13th, 2014, one year to the day that I first came out with Parallel Universe! Thank you for everyone that has faithfully read and reviewed this story for that time. It has blown my mind how many people like and read this story! :)
There will defiantly be some plot twists, major spoilers, battles, fights, and... kissing... coming up in the next story, so stick around!
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copperdragon2: I felt that since Susan knew what was going to happen, that she would have stopped Ten from going to Mars.