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Chapter 26: This is Goodbye

The Doctor crouched by the last Ferrathan's side. The one that looked like me. I shivered. This is what I looked like dead. The Doctor fiddled with the teleporting device on it's wrist, just like he did with all the others, and she disappeared right before my eyes.

"Is this it then?" I asked as he stood up and stood by my side. "What are we going to do with Moriarty?"

"I don't know," he said honestly. I looked over at my new friends, who we would have to say goodbye to very shortly. I would miss them so much, they were different from the other people in this world. The ordinary people.

We had Moriarty tied up in the TARDIS, where Sherlock was keeping a close eye on him. Dean and Castiel wanted to kill him, but the Doctor disagreed. He hadn't said it out loud, but if he wanted Moriarty dead, he would have let him kill himself earlier. As for Sherlock, I wasn't surprised that he was the Time Lord, he had always acted kind of strange and non-human.

"Alright everyone, back in the TARDIS!" The Doctor announced. Once he silenced everyone, he began to explain his plan. "I'm so sorry, Moriarty, but the only way that I can keep you alive is to erase what memories you have of Earth, Time Lords and everything that happened here. I'll send you back to your home planet where they can teach you to be a better trickster."

"Doctor, do you know what you're doing? This man killed us and destroyed America. He doesn't deserve a second chance! He's already proved to everyone that he has no good left inside him!" Dean complained.

"Everyone deserves a second chance. If Moriarty has the chance to change, we should give it him. It is probably my fault that he's like this anyways. Sherlock and I were the only reason that he had this ambition the come to Earth," The Doctor said sadly.

"And if his planet refuses to take him?" John asked.

"They're going against the Shadow Proclamation by sending their criminals to other planets. They'll have to take him back," The Doctor said.

"Why was he more powerful than the other Tricksters?" Sam asked.

"There have been other Tricksters sent to Earth. Moriarty isn't the first, trust me I've dealt with them, but some come quietly, and it becomes part of the family. As time goes on, the abilities become less powerful, but Moriarty was fresh from the planet, he was at full power."

"He can hear you!" Moriarty spat.

"I know. Now it's time for you to start again," The Doctor said, "I'm sorry, Moriarty. I wish there was a better way. But I hope you have a happy life."

"No, no, no!" Moriarty yelled as the Doctor put his hands on either side of his head. I winced when Moriarty screamed in agony as his memories were taken from him. When the Doctor was finished. Moriarty fell unconscious.

"Sherlock and I, and just us, will carry Moriarty out. You guys stay in here and chat until we're done," The Doctor said in that tone he used when he was upset.

I went over to his side by the console and whispered to him, "Are you alright?"

He smiled, then kissed me on the head, "I'll be alright, Pond. I just hate to see such a brilliant mind go to waste. It reminds me of an old friend of mine."

I didn't want to bother him any further, so I stepped away and let him and Sherlock run the TARDIS. Sherlock looked so happy, happier than he was before he regained his memories. His hands moved around the TARDIS in the same way that the Doctor's did.

We landed on Moriarty's home planet, and while Sherlock and the Doctor carried Moriarty out, we got to know Castiel a little better.

"So, Castiel, you're a friend of the Winchesters?" I started up conversation.

"Yes," He said simply.

"What's so special about you that got the Winchester boys interested? You're not a relative, I'm guessing, and you're not a pretty girl. What's the secret?" I teased.

"I am an angel of the Lord," he said.

"Explain that please. I really have no idea what that is," John said, joining the conversation. Even Rory was listening in at that point.

Castiel smiled for the first time since I'd seen him, "Well, my father is God and I'm an angel from heaven. I met the Winchesters when I raised Dean from perdition."

"Woah, that was our little secret Cas," Dean said, coming over and standing by Castiel's side.

"Right," Castiel said, looking embarrassed.

"I'm not even going to ask," I said, trying to break the tension between the two of them. Castiel's smile returned to his face.

"It's actually quite a funny story," he started.

"Don't you dare," Dean said.

"Oh, lighten up, Dean. He's just joking," I teased and lightly punched him in the arm like friends did.

"So how old are you, approximately?" Rory asked.

"Older than the Doctor," he replied.

"But are you older than Rory?" I smiled.

We continued talking until the Doctor and Sherlock returned. Rory and I told them about some of our adventures with the Doctor, John told us about some of his and Sherlock's cases, and Sam and Dean explained what their job was really about.

"How did it go?" I asked when Sherlock and the Doctor came back into the TARDIS.

"It took some fighting but they agreed to take him back once we mentioned the memory wipe," The Doctor explained.

"Where we off to now?" Rory asked.

"221B Baker Street," he replied. Everyone went silent. We all knew what was coming next, and we all dreaded it. After talking with everyone for so long, I knew that there was no way for us to all travel together. We all had our different ways at protecting the Earth, that if one of us left our post for too long then something bad could happen.

Everything was all a bit of a blur to me until I stepped out of the TARDIS and smelled the familiar smell of the air in 221B.

"How long have we been gone?" John asked.

"An hour," Sherlock and the Doctor replied in unison.

"I guess this is it?" Sam said sadly.

"Yep," Dean replied. He actually sounded upset at the idea of leaving the Doctor. Now that was something I never expected to see.

"Goodbye, Amy, Rory, Doctor," Cas said without emotion.

"Goodbye Castiel," the Doctor said, wrapping him in a hug. Cas clearly didn't know what to do and I laughed.

"Maybe we'll see you around again," Sam said, as Cas stood in between him and Dean with his hands on their shoulders, ready to poof them away in the blink of an eye.

"Definitely," the Doctor said, shaking Sam's hand once more.

"See ya," I said, leaning in for a hug from the three of them.

"And we'll see you again," Sam smiled. Finally, John and Sherlock said their goodbyes, and they were gone in a second. I'd expected it to be a little more dramatic than that, with the way Cas had described it.

I missed them already.

"Sherlock, you're a Time Lord now. Will you be joining me?" The Doctor asked.

Sherlock glanced down at John, "I believe I will be staying here. But feel free to visit any time you'd like."

The Doctor seemed OK with that response, and I was surprised he didn't put up more of an argument. The two of them shook hands and then it was my turn to say goodbye.

"I'll miss you," I said, hugging John and Sherlock both at once.

"You can visit every day," John smiled.

I laughed, "I wish."

We stood in silence for a moment before I said, "I suppose this is goodbye."

"I suppose it is," John replied.

I turned around without another word and got into the TARDIS with the Doctor and Rory. I leaned on the door after I closed it behind me and listened sadly as the sound of the TARDIS taking off rung through the air. I had a dreading feeling that I wouldn't see them again, even though I knew that couldn't possibly be true.

"Never say goodbye because goodbye means going away and going away means forgetting."

-J.M. Barrie