Sorry, I meant to write more sooner, but I got pretty sick with a fever of 101.5 (38.61 for those who use Celsius) and couldn't get up without getting a splitting headache, let alone write. But I'm better now, and I plan to write this chapter right NOW and maybe another one later. So sorry for the wait. I have no clue what I had!

"What's a Void Ship?" Amy asked as the Doctor hurried around the console.
"A ship that travels through the Void," the Doctor replied, not looking up.
"Ok," Amy murmured, running her fingers through her red hair. "And call me stupid, but what is the void?"
The Doctor started explaining at a million miles per hour.
"There's not just our universe out there, there are billions upon billions stacked up against each other," he explained. "Every decision we make creates an alternate universe. The space between the universes is called the Void. It's a neverspace. No light, no dark, no up, no down, nothing. There are many different names for it. Some call it the Howling. Others call it hell."
Amy shivered at that note. "Why would anyone ever want to go there?"
"You can't go there, or you'll be dead. But go in the Void in a Void Ship, you can hide for all eternity. No time will pass for you. You can stay there from the end of one universe, to the start of another, to the end of that one, while you remain unaffected in the Void."
Amy's eyes widened. "The Daleks are going to hide in the Void?"
The Doctor nodded. "Sounds like it."
"But why?" Amy asked.
"Why don't we find out?" The Doctor replied with a grin, flicking a switch. The TARDIS shuddered as it landed.
"Where are we?" Amy asked.
"Another part of the Dalek ship," he said. "Time to find out what's really going on here."

Jack's mouth stayed open the entire time the Doctor and Rose filled him in. He glanced at the Doctor as if he were crazy, which in fairness, he was rather that. But when it was finished, Jack's face broke into a grin as Rose pulled him in for another hug.
"Rose?" Jack murmured. "I've gotta ask the Doctor a question."
"Ok?" Rose said, a bit nervous at first, but she went back into the tiny room where she had remained in a coma for all that time.
The Doctor glanced at him.
"Why?" Jack asked quietly, so Rose wouldn't hear. "Why tell her? Doesn't that mess up the timeline if she knows who I am and who you are before she meets us?"
The Doctor nodded solemnly.
Jack's mouth remained open.
"So why tell her if it can mess up the timeline?"
"Jack, at this point in her timeline is a point where my memory is scrambled," the Doctor shot back. "I don't remember loosing Rose during our travels, and neither did she when she gets to this point in time. Something happens. The 9th Doctor is going to loose his memory, and Rose will too," he sniffed slightly. "I may as well get to be with Rose for a while before I need to loose her again."
Jack's mouth stayed open.
"You can be such a-"
"You boys playing nice out there?" Rose asked, poking her head out of the room. Judging by her face, she didn't hear them talking.
"Yes," the Doctor said. "We're done talking." He elbowed Jack in the ribs before he could say anything else.
"So what's the plan for the Cybermen?" Rose asked, joining the group.
"Wait a moment, Jack?" The Doctor said. "Did you find anything out there while we were-" he gestured to Rose. "Talking?"
"Yes," Jack said. "And I have a plan."

Clara had been gone for about five minutes. The Silurian guards were still investigating the bomb site. Since they knew what she was capable of, River knew it wouldn't be long before they put the pieces together.
Donna was still out cold, and Rory had finished attending to her. River and Rory sat side by side against the wall in silence, watching the corridor in which Silurians were racing down, investigating the bomb.
Rory broke the silence.
"You are very clever," he whispered under his breath. "How did the Silurians not find the bomb?"
"Pockets," River whispered, indicating the small coat that she wore. "Bigger on the inside. They're exactly like the TARDIS."
Rory cocked his head in question.
"You know how the TARDIS doors is basically a portable portal to another dimension that is the TARDIS?" River asked. Rory nodded. "The Pockets are the same thing. Knock on the side of the TARDIS, it feels hallow. Feel the pocket, it feels empty."
"That must come in handy," Rory told her.
"It does," River replied. There was silence for another moment before she pointed to Donna on Rory's other side. "When do you think she'll come round?"
Rory shrugged. "Sooner or later. She's not critically wounded."
"Well that's good," River said. "I'm actually becoming quite fond of her."
"River, she said she saw you dead. She said you died. How does that now bother you?"
River shrugged. "We all die in the end."
"But it sounded like your end came early. How are you not bothered?"
"I died saving the Doctor," River said. "I died for a good reason."
"But-"
"Father, stop it!" she snapped, standing up quickly, pacing. "Just stop it!"
There was a tense silence, only broken by a sharp cough coming from the unconscious woman.

"If I ever get out of these air ducts, I will kill those two," Clara murmured to herself, using her arms to push herself through the cramped space. After about five minutes of this darkness, she had banged her head about three times, and was getting really sick of it. Every time she saw a light coming from a vent, it showed a room that had several Silurian guards.
It was difficult to breath the disgusting musty air that flowed through the duct. Clara was wasting time, cursing to herself, as she tried to move quicker. She swore to herself that as soon as she was out of this place, she would burn this dress, for it was covered in dirt.
She moved along, making slow progress, wincing at every noise her boots made. She pushed her hair out of her face, breathing the disgusting air heavily as she tried to move quicker.
There was a sudden noise as she reached one of the vents, and Clara tensed up. The vent ahead of her shook and came off with a small pop. Clara felt her heart skip a beat.
Suddenly, a hand-a human hand- appeared in the duct, holding something. There was a clatter as it rolled in Clara's direction, and within a moment, it touched Clara's hand.
She squealed slightly, staring at the hand, which gripped the side of the duct. After a moment it gave a thumbs up. Clara's fingers closed around the device the hand had rolled to her. Her eyes widened as she realized it was a torch.
"What the-"
She flinched as the hand disappeared, and the vent popped back on. Gripping the torch, Clara moved forward as fast as she could, not caring how much noise she made.
She peered through the vent in time to see a flash of brown hair, like her own, and a flash of blue light, and before she knew it, all Clara saw was a room, empty of Silurians and the owner of the mysterious hand.
Clara's grip on the torch tightened. Suddenly, she realized there was a piece of paper attached to the torch with a rubber band. Using the light coming through the vent from the empty room, Clara pulled the piece of paper off the torch, and read it.

Hope this will help you, Clara. Good luck :)
-SEC

SEC? Who was SEC? Clara laid there, puzzled, before pocketing the note in her deepest pocket, flicking on the torch, and continuing on her way, this time, without banging her head.

He couldn't think. He needed to get out of here. He needed to find them. Claire, Riva, Rick, and Danielle.
Wait, those weren't their names.
He couldn't think."
Everything went black.

There, I hope this makes it up to you. I know you wonder, who is SEC?
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