Several hours later Jaime woke up with a strangled cry from a really bad dream, her forehead and neck sticky with sweat, making her hair stick to her. The dream that had upset her so much consisted of her mum screaming her name continually in the middle of Roald Dahl Plass...to the point of being hysterical. Where she was then arrested by the police for causing a public disturbance. She had screamed for her mum, telling her she was close but apparently she didn't hear Jaime.
"Mum!" The teen croaked and looked around at her surroundings. Nothing was familiar and she knew she wasn't in her own bedroom. Then she remembered WHERE she was and sighed. Of course, she was stuck in The Doctor's universe and currently aboard the TARDIS that felt like it was comforting her. She should have been happy about this situation apart from The Doctor telling her that her headaches weren't stress related but to do with psychic abilities. Not to mention they were slowly killing her. She was aware of a dull thud somewhere in her head and silently cried with the TARDIS doing her best to comfort Jaime, though it wasn't much help...after all she WAS dying.
Everything else The Doctor had told her just went over her head. And now she didn't think she could get back to sleep because of the bad dream. Wiping the tears away she heard something fall to the floor and looked around to see a brush had fallen to the floor. Had that been something to do with her? Perhaps it was, because that dull ache deep in her mind was that little bit sharper. With a shake of her head she got out of bed and looked down at herself, realising she only had the clothes she stood in. Where was she supposed to get a change of clothes? Sighing, the teen left the room and chose to walk up the corridor.
Soon she was in a world of her own, not even thinking about where she was going, finally stopping when she felt the TARDIS nudge her and tell her to stop. "Huh?" Jaime looked around, confused, until she spotted a door on her right. 'Whats that?' Opening the door and walking in she saw it was a garden full of flowers, plants and trees. And as she continued walking through the path she suddenly realised where she was and stopped at a clearing, looking down at a lake. The sky was burnt orange with twin suns set at different points, the grass red and the trees really did have silver leaves. It was just how he had described it to Martha at the end of 'Gridlock'. "Oh!" The exclamation escaped her mouth and she fell on her rear quite harshly. "It's Gallifrey!" Her mouth was wide open in realisation, eyes the same, but that didn't last long when she heard another voice speak up making her jump slightly.
"Yes. It is." Looking around she saw that it was The Doctor. He wore his blue pinstripe suit and red converse. He then approached her and sat down beside her, Jaime's hazel eyes on him the whole time. "This is the continent of Wild Endeavor. Somewhere thirty miles away away is the second city of Arcadia. Those mountains there," he pointed. "Are the Never-Ending Mountains of Solace and Solitude. That lake down there is Abydos." He finished. "It's beautiful." Her voice was barely a whisper as she stared at the horizon. "Yes. That's one word for it." He replied. "Do you think you'll ever find it again?" Jaime asked him and The Doctor frowned in confusion. "Find what?" He asked. "If you mean Gallifrey then that would be a bad idea considering it's Time Locked."
The teen suddenly gasped and put her hands over her mouth when she realised that 'Day of the Doctor' was way into his future and hadn't yet happened. "I'm sorry!" She said and The Doctor just sighed before shaking his head. "Couldn't you sleep?" He asked the teen. Jaime shook her head. "Bad dreams." She said and put her knees up to her chest with her arms going around her lower legs. "Mum saw me disappear and stood in the middle of the Plass in hysterics shouting my name until she was arrested." The Doctor grimaced at this. "I'm sorry." He said and she shrugged. "Not your fault, blame the rift." Jaime said, staring into space and only half aware. "How'd you know where I was anyway?" "The TARDIS told me." He replied to the teen. "Warns me whenever a companion wakes up, though she was a bit late with you. How'd you come across the Gardens anyway?" "I don't know. I was just walking when the TARDIS stopped me and I was outside the door." "Don't you remember where you were going?" "In my own world." Was the reply and he nodded at this.
The two stayed quiet for some time, enjoying the scene before them. "Once you're fully settled I'm going to help you control your abilities." The Doctor told her only to get no reply. He looked at her and saw that her mind had gone for a wander. "Jaime!" He called, gently shaking her awake. "Huh?" She looked at him, her hazel eyes looking far away. "What did you say?" She asked and he once again shook his head. "I said, once you're settled I want to help you control your abilities." But she just snorted and looked away. "What's the point? I'm dying anyway!" The way she said it made him feel bad for her. Some humans could handle the news but evidently not Jaime. Then again she was only seventeen. "No, no. Don't be like that." He gently scolded the teen. "If you're able to control all your abilities you'll be okay." He was trying to be kind but Jaime sensed what he was doing. "How long?" "Sorry?" He was taken off track by her question. "How long...if I control these...things...how much longer will I live?"
The Doctor smiled sadly. She was bright and intelligent at times and he only wished she would stay that way. "Okay, right." He sucked in a breath and rubbed the back of his head. "Into your thirties or forties." Jaime frowned at this as if she couldn't quite comprehend what he'd just told her. "Not much of a life." She muttered in that same reproachful tone. "No, it's not. How's your head?" "Already aching, sharp thudding pain. I think I floated something accidentally." The Doctor nodded. "I can sort you out with some medical aids, painkillers to manage your headaches. That'll extend your life way into your fifties." Jaime remained quiet, brooding. Then she sighed. "I guess it'll have to do." She said. "So when do you want to do this whole powers control thing?" "All in good time. You can't go around wearing the same thing all week." Jaime looked down at what she wore then looked back at the Doctor with confusion. "But I don't have anything else!" She said. "Yes you do, it'll be in the wardrobe of your room. "Oh! Do they just randomly appear there?" The grin on his face said it all. The Doctor stood up and helped the teen up. They walked back down the path in order to leave the gardens.
Awake and refreshed Donna walked into the kitchen to find Jaime sitting at the table, head in her hands with elbows on table. Her honey toast was half eaten and her juice was half drunk. Several of the kitchen utensils were floating in mid-air. "That's not weird at all!" She mumbled and turned her attention to the teen. "Jaime!" She called and the girl jerked her head up, all the floating things coming down with a crash. She cried out in pain and Donna could see that her face was pale and she was squinting in the light, her eyes watering. "Oh my god! Are you okay?" She asked, rushing over to check on her. "I'm okay, just a headache." Jaime mumbled in reply. "Was I floating things again?" She sounded disorientated and not totally there. "Yeah, why?" "Wasn't aware!" Was the mumbled reply. "Must be why the headache..." She couldn't finish her sentence, the light was too much and she groaned, closing her eyes and putting her ands on her head again.
Despite only having just met her several hours ago Donna really liked the girl and didn't want her dying right in front of her. "Where's the Doctor?" She asked. "I can get him..." "Don't bother. I think he's busy in the lab or something." "Lab? There's a lab?" "Apparently so!" Jaime stood up. "Lights too bright." Then she walked out of the kitchen. Donna felt extremely sorry for the kid and it was probably no way for someone to live like that. Jaime stumbled through the corridors going nowhere in particular. Despite the headache she wondered how far into the story Donna and The Doctor were, and realised she was a part of series four. The teen grinned and struggled to think.
If The Doctor picked up Donna after a short home visit would that make it after the Sontarans? No! That wasn't it. Martha would have been with him and they all ended up in... Jaime stopped with sudden realisation. "Oh no! Jenny!" She muttered, realising they'd already been to Messaline where The Doctor had lost his pro-generated daughter to a fatal shooting...but that was okay because Jenny was still alive, exploring the universe in her own ship.
So that just left 'Silence in the Library/Forest of the Dead' or even 'Midnight'. Actually she didn't want to go to any of those places. With a shiver she continued on walking along the corridor. When she had gone back to her room Jaime did indeed check the wardrobe and found whole sets of clothes in it and they were all her favourite colour. After taking a quick shower she changed her clothes. She was now wearing a dark green and light blue hoodie with yellow trim. When she checked the pockets she found they were bigger on the inside. The trousers were dark blue cargo pants, the t-shirt red and green whilst the converse were khaki...only because her previous camo style had randomly just disappeared into thin air. Jaime was also surprised to find that all the clothes were the right size. Perhaps the TARDIS does more than just translate languages.
Once again she stopped outside another door and had the overwhelming urge to go in. So she did and it turned out it was the library. Stunned, she stared at it's vastness, at all three stories of a vast array of books. "Oh, wow!" Jaime breathed in utter wonder, her headache forgotten about momentarily. "It's huge!" The teen spent some time going up and down the aisles, looking for a book she might like and finally found Tom Clancy's Hunt for Red October. She took it to the sofa. Trying to read it with a headache was harder than first thought, especially when the words blurred causing her head to painfully thump away. "Oh god!" She groaned and laid down on the sofa, using the cushions for comfort.
The Doctor had finished what he needed to do in the lab, creating four months worth of fast acting painkillers that would take less than ten seconds to act. They also had a anti hemorrhagic in them to prevent the brain bleeds. But knowing the amount of pain she might be in he didn't think they would last four months. When he saw Donna leave the kitchen he immediately noticed the look of worry on her face. "Donna! What's wrong?" She turned to her friend, surprised. "Jaime." The ginger stated. "She was in there and everything was floating...she didn't even realise she was doing it..." "Yeah, that's bound to happen. Is she okay?" Donna shook her head. "I don't know. I think she had a headache and her face was pale. She was complaining about the lights being bright and left. I thought she was gonna die right there." Now the Doctor really WAS worried and he looked up at the ceiling. "Where is Jaime, old girl?" He asked and was given the answer straight away.
"She's in the library." The Doctor said rushing off that way with Donna following behind. They found her asleep on the sofa, the book she tried to read floating in mid air, along with several other books on the coffee table. However it wasn't a very peaceful sleep. Jaime was moaning in her sleep with what sounded like 'mum' and 'no'. "What is it?" Donna asked, going over to the sofa and picked up the floating book. "I thought I heard her earlier, crying out." The Doctor looked grim. "It's called precognitive dreaming. I think she's dreaming of events in her own universe." "What about our universe?" "She already knows about out futures so there would be very little point. And don't ask her about it." "I wasn't going too!" Donna defended herself. "All these floating books are giving me the creeps." "Donna! Jaime can't help what she's doing." Suddenly one of the books flung itself at Donna who let out a surprised yelp. At the same time Jaime let out a scared sounding scream and woke up, appearing not to be aware of her surroundings.
The Doctor was immediately at her side while Donna was swearing madly. "It's okay, you're in the TARDIS." He soothed the teen. "It's just Donna and the Doctor." She looked around, disorientated, scared, intimidated...until he saw recognition return to her eyes. "Doctor?" Her voice was quiet. "Yep, it's me." He said, noticing how pale her face was and how she seemed to squint. "Short term memory loss." The Doctor answered Donna's enquiring look. "It's bound to happen with this sort of thing."
He turned his attention back to Jaime. "Are you okay?" He asked and she shook her head, making it worse enough for her to wince, so she sat up and put her hands on her head. "It's worse than before and she won't stop singing!" Donna looked confused. "She means the TARDIS." The Doctor told her. "Although she shouldn't be interacting with a human that way. Do you have a pocket watch by any chance?" Jaime got the reference and snorted. "No, Not a Time Lord...or Time Lady...that'd be ridiculous." The Doctor grinned at this though he felt highly embarrassed for even indulging in the notion. "Last of the Time Lords, now there was a sad scene!" Jaime mumbled without thinking. "What?" Donna was confused again and The Doctor narrowed his eyes suspiciously. "He wouldn't regenerate..." "Okay," he pulled out a large medicine bottle and put it into her hands. "Fast acting pain killers." She took one and within seconds the pain in her head went away. "Wow!" She said. "That really is fast acting. Thanks." "No problem. I'll tell the TARDIS to stop singing to you." "Who wouldn't regenerate? What does that even mean?" Now it was Jaime's turn to look confused. "We were talking about Regeneration?" She enquired only for Donna to make an exasperated sound.
"Nope, what we were talking about was controlling your abilities." The Doctor changed the subject. "We were? Oh yeah...brilliant!" But Jaime frowned when she realised she felt like a hyper-active adult...or even The Doctor. "What else are in these?" She asked, looking at the bottle full of painkillers. "Adrenaline and caffeine. I made them myself." "Right. No wonder I feel hyper-active." The Doctor grinned at this and held his hand out. "Come on!" She took it and he helped her to her feel while she put the painkillers in her pocket. All three began to leave the the library. "Nice trainers by the way. I approve!" The Doctor was still grinning. Of course, Jaime liked to wear converse and had been wearing them since watching the 10th Doctor's first adventure. "Thanks. But what happened to my pair of converse? They were there, then they just disappeared." "The TARDIS is a camouflage free zone." The Doctor said simply. "Oh, okay." She said, deep in thought.
They were now in a Simulation room of sorts and The Doctor wanted the teenager to start with her most volatile abilities, which were her Pyrokinesis and Telekinesis...maybe even her ability with the elements. And even though the whole powers thing scared Donna she stayed to watch. Jaime went with her pyrokinesis first and there was a big hay bale in the room. "Try focusing all your attention on that one object and then control it." The Doctor told her and Jaime nodded.
She turned to the hay bale, ready, then she thought about something. "Wouldn't it set the fire alarms off?" She asked. The Doctor frowned "probably not," He replied. "And the fact there are no fire alarms on the TARDIS." She smiled nervously at this. "Right, focus!" She mumbled and stared at the hay bale. Nothing was happening and her mind began to wander. Suddenly there was a cry of surprise and a shout of "Doctor!" from Donna. Jaime looked around and gasped. The Doctor's trouser cuffs were on fire and Donna was busy helping him put it out. "Not me! Don't focus on me!" The Doctor told her once the fire was out. "On the hay." "Sorry!" She squeaked and returned to her training.
The second time she tried she ended up setting his hair on fire and the third was his tie. And it was starting to frustrate both The Doctor and Jaime. Donna was on the verge of making an exit. "It's not working! It's only setting you on fire!" If she wasn't careful she was going to end up stumbling over her words and hyperventilating while causing an ultimate power blow out. "We'll if you stop focusing on me and keep your mind on the hay!" He shouted and Jaime cringed a little, recognising the Oncoming Storm. "I'm TRYING to hit the hay bale," she shouted back just as angry and flung her hand at the bale without even looking. "I can't help it if you're my favourite Doctor!" He was looking rather stunned at this and she wondered if she'd gone a little bit too far. "I'm sorry." She said to him. But then he grinned and pointed. "Look, you did it." He told her, so a frowning Jaime turned around and saw that the hay was indeed on fire.
It was just a small fire and it gave off white smoke. "How'd that happen?" She enquired in utter puzzlement. "I think it was your hand." The Doctor replied. "What about it?" She was looking at them. "Use it to control the pyrokinesis." "Oh!" Remembering which hand she had used she held out her right hand, fist half closed. With fierce concentration Jaime moved her hand to the left and saw a new patch of fire start up. "Woah!" Her eyes were wide. "You did it, Molto bene!" The Doctor sounded quite proud of her and it made her grin. Further testing her theory Jaime decided to slam her hand towards the hay, palm open...and practically the whole hay bale went up in flames. Jaime stumbled back, eyes wide. "Yes, I think you're getting used to it, now you've got to control the spread." Jaime wasn't sure if she could control the spread of fire, but she still concentrated, using both hands this time. 'Come on, come on.' Only it looked like it was getting out of control and she felt a sense of disappointment come from The Doctor before it quickly disappeared. That was until parts of the still exposed hay started to freeze.
Narrowing her eyes Jaime wondered if she was seeing things. "Oh!" "Oh that's brilliant!" The Doctor cried out in excitement. "What is it Doctor?" Donna asked him from her position by the door. "Cryokinesis!" "And that is?" "The manipulation of the ice!" Was the reply and having heard all of this, Jaime shot her left hand out towards the fire, perspiration on her face, as she focused on damping down the fire. Soon enough the hay was a smoking frozen charred mess and Jaime was bent over with her hands on her knees, taking deep breaths, a dull thud in her head. She was a long way from fully controlling these powers but they kind of creeped her out. "See, if she has the pyrokinesis ability it only makes sense that she has the Cryokinesis ability too." The teen heard The Doctor explain to Donna.
Standing up straight Jaime looked back at him with a weak smile, happy to see him happy. "So when do I start throwing fire balls and snow balls?" She unintentionally asked him and he turned to her, frowning. "I'm not sure it works like that...are you okay?" He'd noticed the exhaustion on her face. She nodded that she was and asked what was next. Turns out it was Telekinesis and since she'd floated a lot of objects by accident, The Doctor really wanted her to control that.
The hay had been replaced by a box with a vase on top of it. "Concentrate on moving it and then carefully place it back down without breaking it." The Time Lord said to the teen and she smiled. Perhaps this one would be easier. In fact it was harder than it looked and Jaime only succeeded in wobbling the vase, then she heard Donna whispering to the Doctor. With her mind on two things the most obvious thing happened. Donna found herself beginning to float. "Space Man!" She cried out in surprise. "Get me down!" She was just five inches off the ground and The Doctor had a look of amazement on his face. Jaime's concentration was broken and she looked around to see what the hullabaloo was about. Donna fell back to the floor and had the Doctor to steady her. "I'm sorry, I didn't mean too!" The confused teen spoke up. "Don't worry, just concentrate on the vase."
She nodded her head and turned back to the vase, deciding to do the hand thing again. Flinging her left hand out to the vase, palm out, she cried out in alarm when the whole thing exploded to smithereens. "We'll that was unexpected!" The Doctor said as he rubbed the back of his head. "All you did was blow it up." "How exactly did that happen?" Donna asked. "Telekinetic Destruction. It's an advanced form of telekinesis. If you can blow things up who knows what else you can do." He was looking at her with a weird expression which just made Jaime shiver. It wasn't just the look he was giving her, it was the fact she had this sort of power in her. "I was trying to float it." She finally spoke up, "if I can do it when I'm not knowing I'm doing it, then why can't I do it when I want to do it?" "That's a bit of a mystery. Maybe you're not fully concentrating." Sighing, Jaime looked back to see a new vase had replaced the old one. "The times you have floated objects you've had your eyes closed but what about when you floated Donna?" "Open. I heard her talking and it distracted me." The Doctor chuckled and Donna looked annoyed.
Taking a deep breath Jaime once more tried again, doing her best to ignore the dull thud that was growing in her head. 'Got to do this!' She thought to herself. Holding an arm out, hand in a fist, she kept her eyes on the vase. It wobbled at first, leaned at an angle and would have fallen if she hadn't closed her eyes. It was hovering an inch off the box and when she moved her arm it moved away from the box. "You're doing it, you're doing it!" The Doctor shouted excitedly. "Molto bene!" She opened her eyes and stared at the vase in concentration, smiling. It wobbled violently then disappeared. Jaime blinked in confusion. "Where'd it go?" Donna enquired. Going over to the 'combat area' The Doctor took out his sonic and scanned the area, looking at the results shortly after. "Teleported." He replied in wonder. "Well...either that or it's scattered into atoms." The teen's face went pale. "That's kinda scary." "You're telling me!" Donna spoke up.
"Yes, I suppose your TK does need a lot of work. Perhaps we should try that again another day." He'd noticed that she was looking a little worse for wear and it was obviously the TK training draining her energy. But he had one more thing for her as he put his sonic away and brought out something else. "We'll just skip to Cyberkinesis for now. Take this." Jaime took the object and saw that it was an old Blackberry mobile. "What am I supposed to do with this?" She asked, frowning. "The battery is dead. One of the applications of Cyberkinesis is physical restoration of a long dead electronic object." "Right. So what's a blackberry?" Donna let out an amused snort. "I guess they're not as popular anymore in your when." She said and Jaime shrugged. "I don't know what most phones are. I had an iPhone and that didn't last long." First she tested it to see if really was dead, then began to tinker with it. Something was on her mind and she needed to address it.
"Doctor...are all these abilities the reason for my...slowness?" The Time Lord frowned, "what do you mean?" "My mind wanders off and I go off into my own world. My brain is...haem...ha...bleeding because of my abilities. Are they the reasons for my slowness?" "No, no!" The Doctor shook his head. "You're not slow Jaime," she looked up at him, battery in the palm of her hand. "You're the most brave, amazing and brilliant human being I've ever met." This made Jaime smile and feel very emotional, then before she even realised it he had pulled her in for a hug. 'Oh my...this is amazing.' Closing her eyes she listened to his hearts beating. 'Thump-thump, thump-thump...thump-thump, thump-thump...' It felt very comforting. The hug finally ended and they pulled back. "Feeling better?" The Doctor asked and Jaime nodded, her face red.
Now she put the battery back in the phone and turned it on, not expecting it to work. Except it did and it surprised her so much that she laughed. "Brilliant, Molto bene!" She was about to ask what 'Molto bene' meant when sparks shot out of the blackberry and she cried out in pain, dropping the phone and hand going to the sharp pain in her head. "EMP Burst." The Doctor said, looking down at the smoking phone, and then up at Jaime who was pale and squinting. It seemed certain parts of Cyberkinesis caused her worse pain than normal. "Don't worry, we'll have them controlled in no time." Jaime smiled in reply before fainting clean away.