The scene changed. We were in the Black Archive now. None of us spoke for a bit. "This is gonna be another long one, isn't it?"

"There's no one here, though," I said.

"We wait then," He replied. It took a few minutes before we heard talking.

I recognized it. I think they knew too. "Well, Clara, I think you're reaching the end of your…" She began, stopping in front of the room. "Don't kill him we need him alive," She went on, "Because I've just found out why it's called an Osgood box. There's two of them." There was a pause. She headed towards the table and put the device down. "What's in them, Doctor? Tell me. Now!"

"One box normalizes all the Zygons," The doctor's past self said out of the device.

"And the other?"

"Destroys them."

"Which is which?"

"Ah, that would be telling."

She walked off somewhere else. If I remember correctly, she negotiates. It took a few seconds before she returned. "Which box normalizes the Zygons, Doctor. Tell me, or she dies," She said.

"No. This is war. You pull the trigger, you pay the price," He replied.

"Kill her."

"The blue one! The blue one! The blue one normalizes all of your people." She headed over to it and doesn't touch it. There was a pause for a second.

"Are you lying? Are you lying to me, Doctor?"

"No. I'm not. And when you open up the box, you'll see I'm not lying."

She hit the button on top of the box. The blue one opened. The two buttons were labeled Truth and Consequences. "Doctor?" He didn't answer. She did the same for the red one. They were identical. "Doctor!"

"Yeah, I know."

"Bring him to me!" She said.

She was looking at the red one then switched to the blue. "It's no good, Bonnie. You can't win," Clara's past self spoke.

"I don't care," She responded.

The doctor appeared with Osgood and Kate. "Hi! Hello! Hello! Oh, hello! Hi. Hi. Stop this. Stop this, please. Let me take both of these boxes away. We'll forgive, we'll forget. And the ceasefire will stand," He said.

"No," My past self replied. Kate heads over to the red box.

"Doctor, which one of these buttons do I press? Doctor, which one? Truth or Consequences?" Kate spoke.

"Truth or Consequences?" She said.

He looked between them and moved around. "This is the moment we've all been waiting for. Make your mind up time!" He went on, "One of these buttons will destroy the Zygons, release the imbecile's gas. The other one detonates the nuclear warhead under the Black Archive. It'll destroy everyone in London. Bonnie. Bonnie, sweetheart! One of those buttons will unmask every Zygon in the world. The other one cancels their ability to change form. It'll make them human beings forever. There are safeguards beyond safeguards. I did this on a very important day for me and this ceasefire will stand."

"We can get a closer look. It's hard to see from here," The present doctor spoke.

"Yeah, it is," Clara said.

We headed to the front of the table. I glanced at my past self as we passed her and I couldn't help but feel a little bit jealous and a bit bad. She doesn't know what lies in store after this and I couldn't do anything to warn her without a risk of messing with anything.

"Don't touch anyone. We don't know what can happen," He said.

"Yeah, we probably shouldn't," I said putting my arm down, "It feels weird revisiting the past. It doesn't feel right."

"It doesn't but it can happen," He replied.

"It never feels right," Clara added, "Uh, look at the Zygons."

I noticed that both of them were looking at us.

"Can they see us?" Clara went on.

"I don't think so but it feels like they can."

I got closer to them. I quickly looked between the two of them and immediately looked back at the one on the left. I thought I noticed something and I was right. I recognized them and I wasn't happy about it. "Great. Not again," I said.

"What?" The doctor asked.

"You know just someone I hate for the second time. In a row," I said.

"Who?" Clara said suspiciously.

"Vegas. He's up there with him. Don't know why he's here. If we weren't here I would kill him," I said. That last part was an exaggeration. If we haven't bumped into Scorpio it would've been different.

"I thought you just didn't like him," The doctor said.

"I don't. It's more hatred," I said.

"So we've ran into two people who you hate and want to kill on sight," He said.

"One more than the other."

"Ah, I think I know what's going on," The doctor said.

"What?" Clara asked him.

"Imagine that something's happening. A little bit of that conversation could be heard from the other side. A whisper. They then think that something odd is happening," He explained, "It shouldn't make a difference. As long as we don't do anything we should be fine but that won't matter since this is the last one."

"What do you mean by that?" I asked.

"There's usually 3 memories. We've already seen two and we're currently on the third one."

"Can we stop stop talking? We're going to be here longer if we're talking all the time," Clara interjected. We stopped our conversation. I headed back.

"This is wrong," She said to the doctor.

"No, it's not," He said looking at her.

"You are responsible for all the violence. All of the suffering," She said.

"No, I'm not."

"Yes."

"No."

"Yes. You engineered this situation, Doctor. This is your fault."

"No, it's not. It's your fault."

"I've had to do what I've done."

"So did I."

"We've been treated like cattle."

"So what."

"We've been left to fend for ourselves."

"So's everyone," He replied.

"It's not fair."

"Oh, it's not fair! Oh, I didn't realise that it was not fair! Well, you know what? My own TARDIS doesn't work properly and I don't have my own personal tailor," He explained. There was a few seconds of silence.

"The things don't equate," She said.

"These things have happened, Zygella. They are facts. You just want cruelty to beget cruelty. You're not superior to people who were cruel to you. You're just a bunch of new cruel people. A whole bunch of cruel people being cruel to some other people, who'll end up being cruel to you. The only way anyone can live in peace is if they're prepared to forgive. Why don't you break the cycle?" His past self said.

"Why should we?" She asked.

"What is it that you actually want?" He asked her.

There was a long pause. She looked at Kate, Osgood and the doctor before speaking. "War," She answered.

"Ah. Ah, right. And when this war is over, when you have a homeland free from humans, what do you think it's going to be like? Do you know? Have you thought about it? Have you given it any consideration? Because you're very close to getting what you want. What's it going to be like? Paint me a picture. Are you going to live in houses? Do you want people to go to work? Will there be holidays? Oh! Will there be music? Do you think people will be allowed to play violins? Who's going to make the violins? Well? Oh, you don't actually know. do you? Because, like every other tantrumming child in history, Bonnie, you don't actually know what you want. So, let me ask you a question about this brave new world of yours. When you've killed all the bad guys, and when it's all perfect and just and fair, when you have finally got it exactly the way you want it, what are you going to do with the people like you? The troublemakers. How are you going to protect your glorious revolution from the next one?" He explained.

"We'll win," She responded.

"Oh, will you? Well, maybe, maybe you will win! But nobody wins for long. The wheel just keeps on turning. So, come on. Break the cycle," He said.

"Why are you still talking?" She asked.

"Because I want to get you to see, and I'm almost there!"

"Do you know what I see, Doctor? A box. A box with everything I need. A fifty percent chance," She said.

"For us too," Kate spoke.

Both of them had their hands over the buttons. I kept looking at myself and the Doctor but he was always moving around.

"And we're off! Fingers on buzzers! Are you feeling lucky? Are you ready to play the game? Who's going to be the quickest? Who's going to be the luckiest?" He said.

"This is not a game!" Kate said to him.

"No, it's not a game sweetheart, and I mean that most sincerely," He replied.

"Why are you doing this?" My past self asked him.

"Yes. I'd quite like to know that, too. You set this up. Why?" Kate agreed.

"Because it's not a game, Kate. This is a scale model of war. Every war ever fought, right there in front of you. Because it's always the same. When you fire that first shot, no matter how right you feel, you have no idea who's going to die! You don't know whose children are going to scream and burn! How many hearts will be broken! How many lives shattered! How much blood will spill until everybody does what they were always going to have to do from the very beginning. Sit down and talk!" He said with his voice rising in anger. I knew he was talking about the Time War.

"Listen to me. Listen I just, I just want you to think. Do you know what thinking is? It's a fancy word for changing your mind," He pleaded.

"I will not change my mind," She said.

"Then you will die stupid. Alternatively, you could step away from that box, you can walk right out that door and you could stand your revolution down," He replied to her.

"No! I'm not stopping this, Doctor. I started it. I will not stop it. You think they'll let me go, after what I've done?" She responded.

"You're all the same, you screaming kids. You know that? Look at me, I'm unforgivable. Well, here's the unforeseeable. I forgive you. After all you've done, I forgive you," He said.

"You don't understand. You will never understand," She said.

"I don't understand? Are you kidding me? Me? Of course I understand. I mean, do you call this a war? This funny little thing? This is not a war! I fought in a bigger war you will ever know. I did worse things that you can ever imagine. And when I close my eyes I hear more screams than anyone could ever be able to count! And do you know what you do with all that pain? Shall I tell you where you put it? You hold it tight til it burns your hand, and you say this. No one else will ever have to live like this. No one else will ever have to feel this pain. Not on my watch!" He responded.

Kate came to a conclusion and closed the red Osgood box and steps away. "Thank you. Thank you," He said quietly to Kate.

"I'm sorry," Kate said.

"I know. I know. Thank you," He replied, "Well?" None of them spoke for awhile.

"It's empty, isn't it? Both boxes. There's nothing in them. Just buttons," My past self said.

"Of course. And do you know how you know that? Because you've started to think like me," He said.

She drops her hand away from the buttons.

"It's hell, isn't it? No one should ever have to think like that. And no one will. Not on our watch," He said. They look at each other for a moment.

"Gotcha," He went on.

"How can you be so sure?" She asked.

"Because you have a disadvantage, Zygella. I know that face," He replied.

"This is all very well, but we know the boxes are empty now. We can't forget that," Kate said. She looked away from him and looked at the box.

"No, well, er, you've said that the last fifteen times," He replied. He put on his sonic sunglasses and sonics the memory filter on the ceiling. Osgood leans an unconscious Kate against a rack. Clara moved towards the doctor.

She closed the blue box and looked at him. "You didn't wipe my memory," She said.

"No. Just Kate's. Oh, and your little friends here, of course," He responded, "When they wake up, they won't remember what you've done. It'll be our secret."

"You're going to protect me?" She asked.

"You're one of us now, whether you like it, or not," Osgood said.

"I don't understand how you could just forgive me," My past self said. He walked up to her.

"Because I've been where you have. There's was another box. I was going to wipe out all of my own kind, man, woman and child. I was so sure I was right," He explained.

"What happened?" She asked.

"Same thing that happened to you, I let Clara Oswald get inside my head. Trust me. She doesn't leave," He replied.