Beth tugged on her dress as she headed back to the back room. Her mind was fettered with thoughts and feelings. The different scenarios came to her. She dared not utter what they were. She only hoped that the Doctor and Sherlock would succeed.

Stepping near the door she gently knocked on it. "It's Beth," she said. The door opened and she entered. There were four men sitting around the table, playing poker. Straddled together in fear were the scientists who haplessly looked on.

"Anything of interest," asked Leon as he sat a card down. "It's so strange being here again," Beth admitted. Joseph rubbed his eyes and nodded. "She's right Frankie. I never thought to see this place again," he said as he reshuffled his cards. "I never thought to see the day I'd come back," Callan admitted. Colton slowly nodded, "It an odd feeling being back."

Beth slowly drew the plan in her mind as she talked to them. "Frank," she said to him. He turned his head, "Yeah?"

"Maybe we ought to take a break. We've been debating for hours," Beth said with great concern. Colton scratched his chin as he looked at the others before looking back at her. "Beth is right, Frankie. Hey, I bet you those twits have barrels of Amber still lying around. Think we ought to do something about it?" Leon glanced at Colton. Callan chewed on his lips, "Sofia's comatose and the scientists aren't stupid enough to cross us."

"I think I can do with a break," Joseph glanced at Colton. "Come on, they're not going anywhere."

Colton laid his cards down and looked at them. He chewed on his lips before he nodded. "I'm sick of arguing continuously. And those barrels ought to be destroyed. We wouldn't want Lambert getting her mitts on it," he concluded as he stood up. "And, I wouldn't mind a walk with my dear Beth, if she feels up to it."

Beth joined his side and planted a kiss on his lips. She pulled away and nodded, "Of course, I will walk with you."

"Alright, let's lock 'em up. Hey Joe, you up for playing football with the lab equipment, I remember that hack Grissom had a skull in his old office," Leon looked at Joseph. Joseph chuckled as he rubbed his eyes. "Sure, I can go for some football. What rules?" Joseph smiled. Leon stood up and stretched out his arms, "Well shuck, I guess we can go for, "if it don't break after being thrown, it gets to be the ball" rules."

"Sure, we got time. Hey Cal, are you up ransacking offices?" Joseph glimpsed to Callan standing up. Callan ran a hand through his ginger hair as he replied. "My football is different than your football," he told them. Leon snickered, "It's still the same thing."

"Come on, we can toss around those busts," Joseph chuckled. Callan crossed his arms and pondered. "I have nothing better to do," he sighed. "Cool, we got ourselves a football tournament," Leon clapped. Joseph stopped him. "Two against one, that's uneven," Joseph told him. Leon blinked, "Oh, right. Hey Frankie, you sure you don't want to play some football?"

"No thank you. I was never a sports type," Colton declined as he wrapped an arm around Beth's waist.

"Alright, suit yourself. Okay you sorry sacks of worthless flesh, back to your cages!" Leon barked at the scientists. Joseph and Callan helped carrel them and Leon led them to the lockup.

Colton led Beth out of the room and they took a stroll down the hall. "When we leave, where are we going to go?" Beth asked him. "I don't want to stay here, in this universe."

"Well, I found a universe. It's not as technologically advanced as the others, but it's a simple life. No Daleks. No Cybermen. Pure bliss," Colton summed. Beth slowly nodded, "What about yours?"

"There's no point to stay in it. My family is dead. There is no one to recognize me," Colton lamented. "It's been too long."

"I see," Beth quietly said as she draped her head on his shoulder. Colton sighed, "As they say, life gives us lemons. It is up to us to make lemonade."

"I'm sure we'll make a new life," Beth told him. "We have a second chance now."

"That you are right, my dear," Colton nodded. "I don't know what'd happen if we remained in those bodies for long."

"Considering what happened to you, I fear it as well," Beth squeezed his arm. Colton looked at the ground briefly. "I knew it was her the moment they showed up. She was always sharp for her own good," he scorned. Beth reached for his hand. "What are we going to do about Lambert?" she asked him. Colton frowned. "I know how you feel, my dear, but we cannot risk ourselves going after her," he explained. "Jack set the standard. Let his successor do the rest."

"You think he can stop Lambert?" Beth looked at Colton. Colton nodded, "He has help."

"Help," Beth blinked. Colton lightly touched her face with his free hand. "He's been corresponding with someone. Lambert and the others won't be trouble any longer," Colton explained.

They continued to stroll until they stopped at a set of doors. With a push of a button, the doors opened into a garden. Inside, they strolled through the engineered plants that were still lively even without human contact. Colton said to Beth as they passed by a row of cherry blossoms, "I will always protect you, my dear."