I know it's been a few days, and I'm sorry. But I've had my summer job to go to, and now it's done. I have three weeks till I need to go back to school, and I hope to get a lot of writing done in that time. Please don't be mad :)
Here's the chapter!
Please note that the 'check ins' with the different stories have been switched around again.

Disclaimer (since I don't do this enough): I own nothing! (Except SEC, and possibly Calcon)

If Amy had a quid for every time she heard the word 'Exterminate' that day, she wouldn't need to have a modeling job.
"You will be exterminated," the Dalek hissed at them. There was just the one Dalek, but that was still enough to take them down. "Exterminate!"
Amy's mouth opened and closed in shock. It couldn't end like this! It just couldn't! Amy might have said something that could have been useful, anything at all, but her vocal cords just wouldn't work. It was ironic how she faced danger every day during her travels with the Doctor, and the one time she needs to say something that will save her life, she can't think of anything.
Martha seemed to be the same; she remained silent too. But the woman was a different story.
"Hold on," she said, interrupting the Dalek's death threat. "You can't kill us."
"What are you talking about, human?" the Dalek trilled. "You are intruders. Intruders must be exterminated!"
The woman put her hand up. The Dalek was silent for a moment as the woman stared back.
"Do you believe this ship is secured?" she asked the Dalek, absolutely no sign of panic in her voice (which surprised Amy). The Dalek was quiet for another moment before its lights on the side of his head lit up as he said, "Affirmative."
The woman smiled. "If you're ship is so secure, how did I get on it?" she glanced at Amy and Martha. "How did any one of us get on it?"
The Dalek was motionless. Amy swore that if it had eyes instead of an eye stalk, its eyes would be blinking incredibly fast as it considered what the woman said.
"How did you get into the ship?" it trilled finally. "Explain!"
"I will not explain," the woman said. "At least not to you. I want to speak with the Daleks in charge, and there is nothing you can do about that. If you kill me, you'll never know how I got on board."
The Dalek's eyestalk turned to Amy. "Then I shall harm the red haired female!"
"No!" the woman half shouted. The Dalek turned to her again, and she cleared her throat. "You can't." She glanced at Amy. "I met up with them. I don't know how they got onboard. They got in a different way. You kill the girl and you won't know how she got on, leaving an opening for more intruders."
"And we didn't get on the same way," Martha put in. "So you have three breaches in security. You harm one of us, you leave a breach unsealed."
Amy grinned. "I doubt your boss would like that," she spoke for the first time since the Dalek made an appearance. "Would they?"
The Dalek was silent, its eyestalk moving back and forth between the three of them. Amy held her breath, her heart beating so loud she was sure that Martha and the woman could hear it. After what felt like an eternity, the Dalek said, "You will follow."
It moved forward, and Amy, Martha, and the woman had to jump to the side to avoid getting run over. The Dalek turned the corner. The three women exchanged glances and hesitantly followed. To where? They didn't know. But Amy hoped that wherever they were being taken, the Doctor and Mickey would be there too.

"Are you alright, Maria?" Rose asked after Maria had jumped to her feet and started searching around the room. The Doctor glanced at her curiously out of the corner of his eye as he worked on the pulsar, while Jack went to go tell the fat man to move before someone fell on his head.
Maria didn't answer. Rose called her name again, and Maria threw her a glance.
"Are you alright, Maria?"
Maria gave a nod. "I'm fine," she murmured distractedly. "Just fine."
Rose noticed for the first time that her speech was a strange mix of an American and British accent. Rose opened her mouth to comment about it when Maria walked over to the Doctor and tapped on his shoulder.
"What are you doing?" Maria asked. The Doctor glanced at her as his fingers flew over the device which he was fastening. He was making it out of scraps he found from a disassembled Cyberman in the corner who used to be guarding the room they were in. Even without a weapon, Jack could handle a Cyberman.
The Doctor didn't respond, half expecting Maria to walk away, but she still stayed there, watching him work. She repeated the question and the Doctor started muttering a rushed reply.
"I'm making a weapon that will short out the Cybermen so that they don't notice that we are rescuing people from the upgrading chamber and raise an alarm. There is more to this that is much more complicated that I won't bother explaining so if you could leave me be until—I'M FINISHED!" he half shouted, raising was look somewhat like the pulsar Jack was using earlier in the air.
He ran over to Jack, who had just finished having another young man scream his head off. He muttered something to him, and he nodded. The blades had just finished chopping up an imaginary person, so Jack jumped up and gripped the edge of the floor. He pulled himself up with the pulsar in hand right before the Doctor pulled a switch and the ceiling closed up. After about half a minute and the sound of a sliding door opening, the Doctor pulled the switch again, and another person fell through the ceiling. The Doctor hurried over and told them to scream.
The fake screaming was starting to become deafening. The whole thing must have looked rather weird to the people they had rescued because they (aside from Maria) were just standing in the back of the large room watching it happening. When the woman finished, she hurried over there too and hid behind the fat man. Maria however, watched the whole thing with a sort of interest.
"Doctor," came a whisper from above. Suddenly, Jack landed on his feet on the floor below, gripping a Cyberman hand. He grinned. "Finished!" He glanced at Rose. "All of the Cybermen in that second room have been deactivated."
"That was quick," Maria piped up. Jack glanced at her, obviously just as confused as Rose and the Doctor. Why was Maria acting like this was an everyday thing?
Jack and the Doctor returned to what they had been doing before and Rose walked over to Maria.
"What is going on?" she asked. "Why aren't you scared silly?"
Maria looked back at her.
"Rose," she muttered. "Rose, what was it?"
"Tyler," Rose replied, slightly surprised at her answer.
"Rose Tyler…" she muttered. Realization dawned on her face. She spun around and faced the Doctor. "Then you must be the Doctor!"
The Doctor looked up. "How did you know that?"
"Oh my g-d, it's so good to meet you!" Maria exclaimed. She grabbed his hand and started to shake it. The Doctor pulled his hand away.
"Who are you?"
"I'm a friend of Sarah Jane," she said. "Sarah Jane Smith!"

"What the hell is going on?!" Donna cried out. She had been right in front of the wall as the light on the little screen went out and Calcon disappeared. She was the first to feel the pressure on her side as the walls started pushing out. The soles of her flats slid slightly on the grated floor as the distance between the wall and the pit lessened by about an inch.
"Oh my gosh!" River exclaimed. The others echoed similar cries of surprise and distress and there was a mad house rush to flatten themselves against the wall to get as far away from the edge as possible.
The metal wall that had closed over the entrance of the Chamber started pushing out, too, so wherever any of them went, they still were being pushed out.
"Doctor!" Clara screeched.
"What do we do?!" Rory cried.
The Doctor pushed himself against the wall breathing heavily. He glanced at Donna who had a terrified look on her face.
"Doctor, do something!" she howled, looking back down at the pit, which was one foot closer.
"I—I—" he stuttered. "I can't!"
"What do you mean you can't?" River demanded.
"I mean, I just can't! I don't know what to do!"
Donna clonked her head on the wall as she was pushed another couple inches. "That's just great!" she whispered.
"Doctor, what do we do?" Rory asked again, clearly ignoring that the Doctor said he couldn't. The Doctor gripped the side of his head before knocking sharply on the side of it, as if that would make an idea fly out of his ear.
"Doctor, today would be nice," Donna cried.
They were now only three feet away from the edge. Donna's heart was beating faster and faster, and staring down into that pit was just making her dizzy.
"I'm gonna die," she whispered, the realization setting in. "This is it. I'm never going to see the Doctor, my Doctor, again." A tear slid down her cheek.
Two and a half feet away.
Two feet.
One and three quarters.
One and a half.
The others were still shouting for the Doctor to do something, but Donna had ceased. She knew there was no chance. With that realization setting in, she felt a heavy weight in her chest. She almost felt as if she were already falling even though her feet were still on the floor.
There was only a foot left.
Suddenly, Clara cried out. Donna wasn't sure what happened. She probably had lost her balance, because suddenly she stumbled forward and over the edge.
"CLARA!" the group cried fearfully. Donna couldn't see her; the dim lights didn't light up the area below their feet.
"Clara!" Donna yelled again. "Clara, are you there?!"
"I'm here!" came the feared cry from right below where she fell. Donna looked closer and saw the tips of her fingers on the edge of the catwalk. She could see the faint outlines of her arms going down, but after that point it was too dark to see.
"Clara!" the Doctor cried, bending down as far as it was safe to. "Grab my hand!"
Clara groaned. Donna saw the effort it took to try to reach up, and when she managed it, her hand missed the Doctor's; she cried out fearfully as her hand just barely managed to grip the edge again.
"I can't!" Clara whimpered.
Donna didn't even notice when the catwalk was so short that the tips of her toes were starting to peek over the edge of it. She was too focused on Clara.
"Clara, hold on!" Donna called out. But what was the point? They'd just all fall in once the walls pushed out far enough. Clara whimpered again.
"I can't," she whispered.
And in the dim light, Donna saw the tips of Clara's fingers disappear.

Dun dun dun! I love cliff hangers.

And I know I am referencing Sarah Jane Adventures here, so if I get anything wrong, please don't hate me, since I am only in season 3. AND, I don't think that Maria is gonna be hanging around for the rest of the story. She'll be here for the next couple chapters, don't worry.
AND, even though Maria is part of the Sarah Jane Adventures, and this is a Doctor Who story, this story will NOT be classified as a crossover for many reasons:
It kinda is misleading since a SJA character didn't appear until chapter 22.
AND SJA characters PROBABLY (not definitely) will not be around very much. Same is for Torchwood even though Jack is here.
Thank you for your time :)
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