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Back in the Manchester suite, the guests were completely oblivious to the commotion, chatting to each other as the Moxx of Balhoon was talking to the Face of Boe.
"This is the Bad Storm scenario," the Moxx of Balhoon told the face of Boe as the Doctor, the Wolf and Suzie entered the room.
"That wasn't a gravity pocket," the Doctor stated as he, the Wolf and Suzie approached a control panel next to the door they came from, "We know gravity pockets, and they don't feel like that."
"He's right," the Wolf said, agreeing with her husband as he was fiddling with the control panel, "This feels more like a deliberate sabotage. Someone's trying to cause chaos."
"What do you think, Jabe?" The Doctor asked Jabe as she approached them, "Listen to the engines, they pitched up about 30 hertz. Is that dodgy or what?"
"It's the sound of metal, it doesn't make any sense to me," Jabe admitted.
"Where's the engine room?" The Doctor asked her.
"I don't know," Jabe answered, "But the maintenance duct is just behind our guest's suite, I could show you, your wife." She then looked at Suzie, "And your daughter."
"She's not our daughter," the Doctor corrected her.
"Indeed, Suzie isn't our daughter at all," the Wolf said, agreeing with her husband.
"I'm just their friend," Suzie explained, "Tell you three what, while you three go to the engine room, I'm going to catch up with family. Quick word with Michael Jackson."
"Don't start a fight," the Doctor warned Suzie as she made her way to Cassandra.
"Indeed, don't cause trouble, Suzie," the Wolf said, agreeing with her husband before she looked at Jabe, "All right then, let's head to the engine room."
"And I want you both home by midnight!" Suzie ordered the Doctor and the Wolf as she pointed her left hand's index finger at them as she watched them and Jabe leave before the Doctor and the Wolf both grinned back at her.
"Earth Death in 15 minutes," the computerised voice announced, "Earth Death in 15 minutes."
As the Doctor, the Wolf and Jabe entered one of Platform One's maintenance corridors, several of the metal spiders scurried on the walls nearby and out of view.
"Who's in charge of Platform One?" The Doctor asked Jabe, "Has it got a captain or what?"
"Good question, annwyl," the Wolf said, agreeing with her husband, "Someone must be overseeing all of this."
"There's just the steward and the staff," Jabe answered, "All the rest is controlled by the metal mind."
"You mean the computer?" The Doctor asked her, "Well, who controls that?"
"The Corporation," Jabe answered, "They move Platform One from one artistic event to another."
"But there's no one from the Corporation on board," the Doctor stated with confusion in his voice.
"Why is that, Jabe? Why wouldn't the Corporation have any representatives here?" The Wolf asked her, "What if something in the system goes wrong?"
"They're not needed. This facility is purely automatic," Jabe explained, "It's the height of the Alpha Class. Nothing can go wrong."
"Unsinkable?" The Doctor asked her.
"If you like," confirmed, "The nautical metaphor is appropriate."
"You're telling us! We were on board another ship once," the Doctor told her, "They said that was unsinkable. We ended up clinging to an iceberg. It wasn't half cold."
"Oh, I remember that time when we were on the Titanic, annwyl," the Wolf chuckled, "It was worse for me, I was wearing a dress. Never been so cold in my life."
"You did look rather fetching, though, love. Even in the middle of a disaster," the Doctor told her as they stopped before he looked at Jabe,"So, Jabe, what you're saying is, if we get in trouble there's no one to help us out?"
"I'm afraid not," Jabe answered.
"Fantastic!" the Doctor stated as he grinned and began walking forward again.
"Absolutely, that is so gwych," the Wolf said, agreeing with him as she smiled and followed him.
"I don't understand," Jabe admitted with confusion in her voice as she followed them, "In what way is that fantastic?"
Unbeknownst to them, one of the metal spiders crept out of its hiding place on the walls behind them.
"Soon, the sun will blossom into a red giant, and my home will die," Cassandra told Suzie as they approached a window in the Manchester suite and looked out of the window and down at the Earth, "That's where I used to live, when I was a little boy. Down there. Mummy and Daddy had a little house built into the side of the Los Angeles Crevasse." She then sighed to herself, "I'd have such fun."
"What happened to everyone else?" Suzie asked her, "The human Race, where did it go?"
"They say mankind has touched every star in the sky," Cassandra explained.
"So, you're not the last human," Suzie realised.
"I am the last pure human," Cassandra clarified, "The others mingled." She then had a disgusted look on what could have been her face, "Oh, they call themselves New-humans and Proto-humans and Digi-humans even Human-ish! But you know what I call them?" She then lowered her voice to a whisper, "Mongrels."
"Right," Suzie muttered to herself as she nodded her head, "And you stayed behind."
"I kept myself pure," Cassandra explained.
"Hmm," Suzie muttered to herself, "How many operations have you had?"
"708," Cassandra answered, "Next week, it's 709, I'm having my blood bleached. Is that why you wanted a word? You could be flatter, Suzie. You've got a little bit of a chin poking out."
"I'd rather die," Suzie stated with disbelief in her voice.
"Honestly, it doesn't hurt," Cassandra assured her.
"No, I mean it. I'd rather die," Suzie told her, "It's better to die than live like you, a bitchy trampoline."
"Oh, well, what do you know?" Cassandra muttered to herself.
"I was born on that planet! And so was my mum, and so was my dad. And that makes me officially the last human being in this room," Suzie told her with anger in her voice, "Cos you're not human. You've had it all nipped and tucked and flattened till there's nothing left. Anything human got chucked in the bin! You're just skin, Cassandra! Lipstick and skin. Nice talking." She then walked off and left the Manchester suite with the Adherents of the Repeated Meme watching her leave through the sliding doors.
Back in the maintenance corridor, the Doctor, the Wolf and Jabe were still making their way down the corridor, and had reached a section of the corridor with a low ceiling, forcing them to stoop slightly.
"So, tell me, Jabe, what's a tree like you doing in a place like this?" The Doctor asked Jabe.
"Respect for the Earth," Jabe answered.
"Oh, come on!" The Doctor said with disbelief in his voice, "Everyone on this platform is worth zillions!"
"He's right. This place is a playground for the ultra-rich," the Wolf stated, agreeing with her husband, "There must be more to it than just respect for the Earth."
"Well, perhaps it's a case of having to be seen at the right occasions," Jabe suggested.
"In case your share prices drop?" The Doctor surmised, "We both know you lot. You've got massive forests everywhere, roots everywhere! And there's always money in land."
"All the same. You respect the Earth as family. So many species evolved from that planet," Jabe stated, "Mankind is only one. I'm another. My ancestors were transplanted from the planet down below. And I'm a direct descendant of the tropical rainforest."
"Really?" The Wolf said with surprise in her voice, "I never expected to meet a tree that is descended from one of Earth's tropical rainforests."
"Excuse me," the Doctor told Jabe as they approached a control panel before he pulled out his sonic screwdriver with his left hand and began poking the screen with it.
"And what about your ancestry, Doctor and Wolf?" Jabe asked them as the Doctor activated his screwdriver and began scanning the control panel with it, "Perhaps you both could tell a story or two. Perhaps a man and woman only enjoys trouble when there's nothing else left?" She didn't get an answer from either of them as she said that, "I scanned you both earlier. The metal machine had trouble identifying your species. It refused to admit your existences."
The Doctor pretended to be concentrating on the scan, but a flicker of emotion passed across his face, while the Wolf had some tears fall down from her eyes.
"And even when it named you both, I wouldn't believe it. But it was right," Jabe went on as the Doctor suddenly stopped scanning with deep sadness in his eyes with it being as much as how the Wolf's was before Jabe spoke in a more hushed and awe tone, "I know where you both are from! Forgive me for intruding, but it's remarkable that you two even exist! I just want to say... how sorry I am."
"You know we're from Gallifrey?" The Wolf muttered with shock in her voice, "Please don't tell the others aboard this station."
"I promise," Jabe assured her before she put her right hand over the Doctor's left forearm. The Doctor's eyes were filled with tears as the Wolf wiped some of hers away with her right hand before she placed her right hand over Jabe's hand. The Doctor then placed his left hand over their right hands as a tear fell down his cheek.
The Doctor quickly reactivated his screwdriver and finished the scan before he, the Wolf and Jabe went through a door. And as they walked through the door, they found themselves in the station's ventilation chamber. They saw that there were huge fans circulating in the room.
"Is it me, or is it a bit nippy?" The Doctor asked them as he looked down at the Wolf and Jabe.
As Suzie walked alone down one of the corridors of Platform One, the Adherents of the Repeated Meme approached her from the other end. She smiled at them, only for the Adherent of the Repeated Meme in front one to strike her to the ground with their right hand. This caused her to fall unconscious before they dragged her away from where she fell.
"Fair do's, though, that's a great bit of air-conditioning," the Doctor complimented as he continued to look at the huge fans with the Wolf and Jabe, "Sort of, nice and old fashioned. Bet they call it 'retro.'" He then turned towards another control panel and pulled out his sonic screwdriver as he scanned the control panel with his screwdriver, "Gotcha!" The panel suddenly fell off before a metal spider scuttled out and scurried across the floor and up the wall as the three of them watched it, "What the hell's that?"
"Is it part of the 'retro'?" Jabe asked them.
"I doubt it," the Wolf answered.
"Agreed, love. I don't think so," the Doctor said, agreeing with her before he aimed his sonic screwdriver at the metal spider, "Hold on."
"Let me handle this one, annwyl," the Wolf told him as she pulled her sonic screwdriver out from her jacket's pocket and aimed it at the metal spider, "I've got it."
"Alright then," the Doctor replied as he placed his screwdriver back inside his jacket's pocket.
The Wolf then activated her screwdriver at the spider with a pink light emitting from it as a few whirring sounds came from it. However, Jabe fired something up at the spider with her right arm, disabling it. The spider suddenly fell from the wall into the Doctor's left hand.
"Hey, nice liana!" The Doctor complimented her.
"Indeed, that was absolutely brilliant," the Wolf said, agreeing with her husband.
"Thank you," Jabe replied, "We're not supposed to show them in public."
"Don't worry, we won't tell anybody," the Doctor assured her before he turned his attention to the spider, "Now, then. Who's been bringing the pets on board?"
"What does it do?" Jabe asked them.
"Sabotage," the Doctor answered.
"It's meant to disrupt the event, make sure things don't go as planned," the Wolf explained.
"Earth Death in 10 minutes," the computerised voice announced.
"And the temperature's about to rocket," the Doctor added, "Come on." They then hurried out of the chamber.
"The planet's end!" Cassandra announced from the Manchester Suite as the aliens walked around the room, "Come gather, come gather! Bid farewell to the cradle of civilisation. Let us mourn her with a traditional ballad."
Suddenly, one of the staff placed Britney Spears' Toxic over the top record in the jukebox and pressed a button on it, causing the song to blast out of the jukebox.
In the corridor outside of the Steward's office, the Doctor, the Wolf and Jabe hurried along as the corridor was filled with smoke, while the staff were coughing squeaky little coughs as an alarm wailed.
"All right, hold on, get back!" The Doctor ordered the staff as he approached them and rushed through them before he pulled his sonic screwdriver back out from his pocket with his right hand and moved it over a control panel in the corridor.
"Sunfilter rising," the computerised voice announced as he scanned the area around the control panel with his screwdriver, "Sunfilter rising."
"Great, just what we needed, a sauna in space," the Wolf muttered to herself, "Doctor, if you don't get that filter up, we're going to be crispy critters."
"Is the Steward in there?" Jabe asked the Doctor with a concerned look on her face.
"You can smell him," the Doctor confirmed before they heard a beeping sound from the control panel, "Hold on. There's another sun filter programmed to descend."
With that said, he rushed away from the control panel with the Wolf following him.
In the viewing gallery, Suzie was sleeping on the floor when she began to wake up and rubbed her head with her left hand.
"Sunfilter descending," the computerised voice announced, "Sunfilter descending."
Suddenly, Suzie sat up in alarm as the Sunfilter began descending, causing her to look at the bright light from the descending sunfilter. She runs to the door and knocks on it frantically.
"Let me out!" Suzie ordered as she ran towards the door to the room and began knocking on it frantically with her right hand.
"Sunfilter descending," the computerised voice repeated itself.
The Doctor and the Wolf both ran along the corridor outside the viewing room as they slowly began to approach the door to that room.
"Let me out!" Suzie yelled from the viewing room as she continued to bang on the door, "Let me out! Let me out!"
"Sunfilter descending," the computerised voice announced again, "Sunfilter descending."
As Suzie heard the computerised voice, she looked back at the viewing room's window.
"Anyone in there?" The Doctor asked as he and the Wolf arrived outside the viewing room as he attempted to make the room's sunfilter rise again with his screwdriver.
"Can anyone hear us?" The Wolf inquired, "We're here to help!"
"Let me out!" Suzie frantically pleaded with them.
"Oh, well, it would be you," the Doctor muttered to himself.
"Just our luck, innit?" The Wolf added with a hint of dark humour, "Hong on, Suzie, we're getting you out of there!"
"Open the door!" Suzie pleaded with them.
"Hold on, give us two ticks," the Doctor ordered Suzie.
"Yeah, just a sec, we're on it," the Wolf said, agreeing with her husband.
As the Sunfilter in the viewing gallery continued to descend, the whole room began to smoke from the intense heat.
"Sunfilter descending," the computerised voice announced, "Sunfilter descending."
The display on the control panel outside the viewing gallery suddenly changed from 'Sunfilter descending' to 'Sunfilter Rising'.
"Sunfilter rising," the computerised voice announced, causing the Doctor and the Wolf to both look up expectantly, "Sunfilter rising." The Doctor looked pleased with himself as he and the Wolf heard the computerised voice say that.
Back inside the viewing gallery, Suzie sighed in relief as she heard the computerised voice say that the Sunfilter was rising as well.
"Sunfilter rising. Sunfilter rising…" the computerised voice announced, "Sunfilter descending."
"It's just what we need," the Doctor muttered as he pulled the control panel apart, "The computer's getting clever."
"Looks like we're going to have to do this the old-fashioned way," the Wolf said as she began to help her husband.
"Will you two stop mucking about?!" Suzie ordered them.
"We're not mucking about!" The Doctor argued, "It's fighting back."
"Indeed, just hold tight, Suzie!" The Wolf urged Suzie as she pulled out her screwdriver from her pocket and scanned the control panel's pocket with it.
"Sunfilter descending," the computerised voice announced.
"Open the door!" Suzie ordered the Doctor and the Wolf.
"We know!" The Doctor told her as Suzie ran down the stairs and flattened herself to the floor.
"The locks melted!" The Doctor and the Wolf heard Suzie ell from inside the viewing gallery as the Wolf continued to scan the control panel's socket with her screwdriver.
"Sunfilter descending," the computerised voice repeated itself, "Sunfilter descending."
As she continued to scan the control panel's socket with her screwdriver, the Wolf jabbed it right inside the socket's wires, causing them to make a crackling sound.
"Sunfilter rising," the computerised voice announced, "Sunfilter rising."
Back inside the viewing gallery, Suzie breathed heavily as she ran back to the door.
As the Doctor and the Wolf ran back towards the door, he tried to open the door, only to find out that it wasn't moving and couldn't be opened.
"The whole thing's jammed!" The Doctor told Suzie, "We can't open the doors. Stay there, don't move!"
"We'll be back, Suzie, just hang on tight!" the Wolf assured her.
"Where am I gonna go?" Suzie asked them in a terrified tone with a hint of sarcasm, "Ipswich?"
"Earth Death in five minutes," the computerised voice announced as the Doctor and the Wolf ran from the corridor outside the viewing gallery.
"The metal machine confirms… the spider devices have infiltrated the whole of Platform One," Jabe reported from the Manchester suite as she looked at her computer with one of her fellow trees standing next to her.
"How's that possible?" Cassandra asked her with shock as the other guests gasped before the Doctor and the Wolf suddenly reentered the suite through the entrance to the room, "Our private rooms are protected by a code-wall. Moisturise me, moisturise me."
One of Cassandra's servants then sprayed her with their spray again as the Doctor took the destabilised spider out of Jabe's hand with his right hand.
"Summon the Steward!" The Moxx of Balhoon ordered them.
"I'm afraid the Steward is dead," Jabe apologised, causing everyone but her, the Doctor and the Wolf to gasp in shock.
"Who killed him?" The Moxx of Balhoon asked them.
"This whole event was sponsored by the Face of Boe! He invited us," Cassandra stated, causing the Face of Boe to grunt and shake his head, "Talk to the face! Talk to the face!"
"Easy way of finding out. Someone bought a little pet on board," the Doctor explained as he showed them the metal spider, "Let's send him back to master."
"Right, let's see who's behind this," the Wolf said, agreeing with her husband, "Time to follow the breadcrumbs." She then looked at her husband, "Do it, love."
With that said, the Doctor placed the metal spider down on the floor. The metal spider immediately scuttled along to Cassandra and looked up at her. Cassandra looked shifty for a moment, but the metal spider moved on to the feet of the Adherents of the Repeated Meme.
"The Adherents of the Repeated Meme!" Cassandra said with disbelief in her voice, "J'accuse!"
"That's all very well and really kind of obvious," the Doctor stated as he walked towards the Adherents of the Repeated Meme, "But if you stop and think about it…" As he stopped in front of them, the Adherent of the Repeated Meme in front tried to strike him with its right hand, only for him to catch its right arm with his own right hand and ripped it off, "A Repeated Meme is just an idea. And that's all they are, an idea." He then ripped a wire out of the arm with his left hand, causing all of the Adherents of the Repeated Meme to crumple into a bundle of black cloaks, causing everyone to gasp as Cassandra rolled her eyes, "Remote controlled Droids. Nice little cover for the real troublemaker."
"And I've never heard of such a species with that name," the Wolf added as she stepped forward and stopped next to her husband, "But it makes sense, an idea can be more dangerous than any physical threat."
"Indeed, my wife is absolutely correct," the Doctor said, agreeing with her, "Any idea can be more deadly than anything possible." He then looked at the metal spider again, "Go on, Jimbo!" He then nudged the metal spider with his right foot, "Go home."
As he said that, the spider slowly ambled its way back over to Cassandra, causing everyone but the Doctor, the Wolf and Jabe to gasp.
"I bet you two were the school swots and never got kissed by anyone but each other," Cassandra told them, causing the Doctor and the Wolf to raise their eyebrows, "At arms!" Her two bodyguards with canisters on either side of her then raise their canisters at them.
"What are you going to do, moisturise us?" The Doctor asked her in a mocking tone as he placed his hands over his chest.
"Yeah, because that's really going to stop us," the Wolf added with a smirk on her face, her tone matching the Doctor's mockery.
"With acid," Cassandra explained, "Oh, you're both too late anyway. My spiders have control of the main frame. Oh, you all carried them as gifts, tax-free, past every code-wall. I'm not just as pretty face."
"Sabotaging a ship while you're still inside it, how stupid's that?" The Doctor asked her with disbelief in his voice.
"I'd hoped to manufacture a hostage situation with myself as one of the victims," Cassandra explained, "The compensation would have been enormous."
"Five billion years, and it still comes down to money," the Doctor said with disbelief in his voice.
"Some things never change," the Wolf added with disdain in her voice as she shook her head, "Greed always finds a way."
"Do you both think it's cheap, looking like this?" Cassandra asked them with disbelief in her voice, "Flatness costs a fortune! I am the last human, Doctor and Wolf. Me, not that freaky little kid of yours."
"Arrest her!" The Moxx of Balhoon ordered them, "The infidel!"
"Oh, shut it, pixie!" Cassandra urged him, "I've still got my final option."
"Earth Death in three minutes," the computerised voice announced.
"And here it comes. You're just as useful dead, all of you," Cassandra told them, "I have shares in your rival companies and they'll triple in price as soon as you're dead. My spiders are primed and ready to destroy the safety systems. How did that old Earth song go? 'Burn, baby, burn.'"
"Then you'll burn with us!" Jabe retorted.
"Oh, I'm so sorry! I know the use of teleportation is strictly forbidden, but…" Cassandra began to say, "I'm such a naughty thing. Spiders, activate!" Suddenly, there were a series of explosions all around the ship, "Force-fields gone, with the planet about to explode… At least it'll be quick. Just like my fifth husband…" She then laughed to herself, "Oh, shame on me! Buh-bye, darlings."
"Safety systems failing," the computerised voice announced as Cassandra's bodyguards took a standing straight stance.
"Buh-bye, my darlings!" Cassandra went on as she and her bodyguards teleported out from the ship in a bright flash of light.
"Heat levels rising," the computerised voice added.
"Reset the computer!" The Moxx of Balhoon ordered them.
"Only the Steward would know how," Jabe told him.
"No, we can do it by hand," the Doctor argued, "There must be a system restore switch. Wolf, Jabe, come on!"
"Right behind you, Doctor," the Wolf said, agreeing with her husband as they along with Jabe began to leave the room, "Let's get this done."
"You lot, just chill," the Doctor urged the other guests as the three of them left the Manchester suite.
"Heat levels rising…" the computerised voice announced as the door slid back shut behind them.
"Earth Death in two minutes. Earth Death in two minutes," the computerised voice announced as the Doctor, the Wolf and Jabe were running back through the maintenance corridor, "Heat levels critical. Heat levels critical."
The three of them then reached the ventilation chamber as the Doctor looked on the other side of the area surrounding the huge fans.
"Oh, and guess where the switch is," the Doctor muttered to himself.
"Great, just what we needed," the Wolf muttered with disbelief in her voice, "How are we gonna get to it now?"
"Heat levels rising," the computerised voice repeated itself, "Heat levels rising." The Doctor then rushed over to a lever on a wall nearby and pulled it down, causing the fans to slow down as he walked away from the lever, "External temperature, 5,000 degrees." As they looked at the fans, they began to speed up again with the Doctor and the Wolf both looking hopelessly at the fans before Jabe pulled the lever down again and held it there.
"You can't, the heat's gonna to vent through this place," the Doctor protested as he and the Wolf looked at her with disbelief on their faces.
"I know," Jabe assured him.
"You can't do this," the Wolf said, agreeing with her husband, "We can't let you sacrifice yourself."
"And you're made of wood, Jabe," the Doctor added, agreeing with her.
"Then stop wasting time, Time Lord and Time Lady," Jabe retorted as she stared at them.
"We won't forget you, Jabe," the Wolf muttered as her expression softened with a mix of sorrow and respect, "Your sacrifice won't be in vain."
"Indeed, we'll honour your memory, Jabe," the Doctor said, agreeing with his wife as he grinned at her.
"Heat levels rising," the computerised voice repeated itself as the Doctor and the Wolf ran back towards the fans, "Heat levels rising."
Back in the Manchester suite, everyone made panicked gasp sounds as the window's glass began to crack open.
"Heat levels hazardous," the computerised voice announced.
"We're going to die!" The Moxx of Balhoon said with fear in his voice.
"Heat levels hazardous," the computerised voice repeated itself.
Back in the ventilation chamber, the Doctor dodged the first fan and ran underneath it. The Wolf then did the same thing as it rotated clockwise again. They both exchanged a quick glance at each other before they looked anxiously up at the next large fan.
"Shields malfunction," the computerised voice announced as the glass in the viewing gallery began to crack as Suzie, who had removed her jacket, cowered against the wall, "Shields malfunction." Suddenly rays of sun blast in through the cracks, burning holes in the parts of the metal wall that they hit, causing Suzie to scream.
Back in the ventilation chamber, the Doctor and the Wolf were both still standing before the second fan. They looked back at Jabe, who was sweating and breathing heavily.
"Heat levels critical," the computerised voice announced, "Heat levels critical."
Suddenly, the Doctor dodged under the second fan before the fan rotated around again before the Wolf dodged under it as well as they stopped in front of the third fan.
The glass in the Manchester suite cracked further as everyone screamed before the rays of the expanding sun engulfed the Moxx of Balhoon in light, causing him to cry out as the light burned him to a crisp.
Back in the viewing gallery, Suzie whimpered as the sun's rays hit the wall either side of her.
"Heat levels rising," the computerised voice repeated itself as the Doctor and the Wolf continued to stand and stare at the third fan, "Heat levels rising."
Suddenly, Jabe began shaking violently before she gasped as one of her hands caught on fire, causing her to scream. As this happened, she let go of the lever, causing the Doctor and the Wolf to look back with shocked expressions on their faces. Now there was no one to hold the lever down in order to cool the ship down as the fans were circulating so fast that they could hardly be seen. The Doctor tried to get through the third fan, only to back away as he realised that it was impossible for him and the Wolf to get through.
Back in the viewing gallery, the walls around Suzie were rapidly burning.
As the third fan continued to circulate in front of them, the Doctor went to rush past it again, only for the Wolf to grab his right hand with both of her's, stopping him, causing them to glance at each other for a second before they looked back at the third fan.
"Planet explodes in ten, nine…" the computerised voice announced before both Gallifreyans closed their eyes as all grew quiet, "eight, seven, six, five, four…"
The Doctor and the Wolf, both still with their eyes closed, stepped calmly though the fan behind each other. When at the other side, they both reopened their eyes and dashed over to the switch.
"Raise shields!" The Doctor announced as he pulled down the switch with both of his hands.
"About time," the Wolf muttered, "Let's save this ship."
"One," the computerised voice finished as Suzie had her eyes closed and was shaking.
Suddenly, the force-fields around the ship were reseted just as the Earth's crust melted away and was vaporised before the planet was engulfed by the sun, causing it to explode, leaving the ship completely unharmed.
"Exoglass repair," the computerised voice announced as the glass around the viewing gallery's window automatically repaired itself, causing Suzie to reopen her eyes as she panted heavily, "Exoglass repair."
Back in the ventilation chamber, the Doctor and the Wolf both walked back through the fans. They paused for a moment to look sadly at the sizzling charred and smoking remains of Jabe. The two Gallifreyans then continued on as they began to head back towards the Manchester suite.
Suzie walked back into the Manchester suite's observation gallery, where all the aliens were sitting around, wounded or dead with the doors sliding back shut behind her. A few of the guests were tending to the charred remains of the Moxx of Balhoon as Suzie walked around the room. Suddenly, the Doctor and the Wolf walked briskly with the doors sliding back shut behind them as well before they glanced at Suzie, but they didn't pause to talk to her. Instead, they went straight to Jabe's companions and muttered a few words of condolences to them before the Doctor placed his hands over their shoulders, leaving them to grieve.
"You both all right?" Suzie asked both Gallifreyans as they walked back towards her.
"Yeah, I'm fine," the Doctor answered.
"So am I," the Wolf said, agreeing with her husband.
"We're full of ideas. We're bristling with 'em!" The Doctor added, "Idea number one, teleportation through 5,000 degrees needs some kind of feed." He then walked over to the ostrich egg, "Idea number two, this feed must be hidden nearby." He then grabbed the egg with his right hand and broke it open, causing an ovalish-shaped teleportation feed to fall out before he picked it up with his right hand, "Idea number three. If you're as clever as either of us, then a teleportation-feed can be reversed."
"And if we're right, she should reappear any second now," the Wolf said as the Doctor twisted the feed's control with his left hand.
"Oh, you should have seen their little alien faces…" Cassandra gloated as she reappeared before them as she noticed her new surroundings, "Oh."
"The last human," the Doctor and the Wolf both greeted Cassandra disdainfully.
"So, you two passed my little test. Bravo!" Cassandra said in a flustered tone as she looked at them, "This makes you both eligible to join the er... the human club."
"People have died, Cassandra, you murdered them," the Doctor reminded her.
"He's right. You caused this. You took lives without a second thought," the Wolf said, agreeing with her husband as her eyes hardened as she looked at Cassandra, "That's not something we can ever condone."
"That depends on your definition of people!" Cassandra told them, "And that's enough of a technicality to keep your lawyers dizzy for centuries! Take me to court then, Doctor and Wolf, and watch me smile and cry…" Her skin then began to turn red as it made a creaking sound, "And flutter…"
"And creak?" The Doctor asked her.
"Yeah, how about creak?" The Wolf said, agreeing with her husband.
"And what?" Cassandra asked them with confusion in her voice.
"Creak! You're creaking," the Doctor explained.
"Yeah, definitely creaking," the Wolf said, agreeing with him with a hint of a smirk on her face as she narrowed her eyes as she looked at Cassandra.
"What?" Cassandra muttered with shock in her voice as her skin was tightening and her eyes were becoming bloodshot as she was getting whiter and whiter before she grunted, "I'm drying out! Oh, sweet heavens! Moisturise me, moisturise me!" She then realised that her bodyguards hadn't reappeared on Platform one with her, "Where are my surgeons? My lovely boys!" Her face was suddenly covered in red blotches, "It's too hot!"
"You raised the temperature," the Doctor explained as Cassandra groaned.
"Indeed, you did," the Wolf said, agreeing with her husband.
"Have pity!" Cassandra pleaded with them in a terrified and pathetic tone, "Moisturise me! Oh, Doctor! Oh, Wolf!"
"Help her," Suzie urged both Gallifreyans in a shaken tone as she walked up next to them.
"Everything has its time and everything dies," the Doctor told her.
"We have no choice, Suzie," the Wolf stated with a regretful expression on her face, "Cassandra's actions have consequences."
"I'm too young!" Cassandra screamed as she shrivelled up.
Suddenly, Cassandra exploded with her skin flying all across the room. The Doctor looked completely cold and not remotely fazed, while the Wolf closed her eyes with remorse. The Staff cleaned the Face of Boe's jar from fog on it that was caused by Cassandra's actions as both Gallifreyans left the room.
"Shuttles four and six departing," the computerised voice announced as shuttles began to depart from Platform One, "This unit now closing down for maintenance."
About half an hour or so later, the Manchester Suite was now completely empty apart from Suzie, who was standing at the window watching the Earth burn with a very vulnerable and sad look on her face, oblivious to the Doctor and the Wolf watching her from the doorway. Rocks flew past the window. She turned around when she heard the Doctor and Wolf's footsteps as they came to stand beside her on both sides.
"The end of the Earth," Suzie said tearfully, "It's gone. And we were too busy saving ourselves. No one saw it go." Both Gallifreyans then looked down at her, "All those years, all that history, and no one was even looking! It's just…"
"Come with us," the Doctor urged her as he held his right hand towards her left hand.
"We want to show you something, Cariad," the Wolf added before Suzie took the Doctor's right hand with her left hand before the three of them walked away together.
Back in 2005, the TARDIS had materialised at Piccadilly Circus as Suzie, who was wearing her jacket again, stepped out of the ship and closed the door behind her. She looked around at the crowds, seeing them in a new light. Suddenly, the Doctor reopened the TARDIS' door as he and the Wolf left the ship with the Time Lady closing it behind her as they followed Suzie and stood beside her as they heard a child crying, people laughing and them going about their day.
"Big Issue!" A male Big Issue seller called out to the people walking down the street, "Big Issue!"
"You think it'll last forever, people and cars and concrete," the Doctor stated, "But it won't. One day, it's all gone. Even the sky."
"He's right, Suzie. Everything changes, everything ends," the Wolf said, agreeing with her husband as the three of them looked up at the sky "But that's why we have to appreciate every moment we have."
"Our planet's gone," the Doctor announced, causing Suzie to turn and look at him as this is the first time he had mentioned their home to her, "It's dead. It burned like the Earth." He then looked at her, "It's just rocks and dust. Before it's time."
"We lost so much, Suzie," the Wolf added, her voice soft and filled with sorrow, "It's not just a place… it's everything we knew, everything we loved."
"What happened?" Suzie asked them.
"There was a war, and we lost," the Doctor answered.
"A very large war," the Wolf added, "Larger than you can possibly imagine."
"Who were you fighting?" Suzie asked them, only for neither of them to answer, seemingly lost in their thoughts, "What happened to your people?"
"I'm a Time Lord. I'm the last of the Time Lords," the Doctor told her.
"And I'm a Time Lady," the Wolf added, her voice tinged with both pride and sorrow, "A female Time Lord."
"The rest of our species are all gone," the Doctor went on, "We're the only survivors. We're left travelling with just each other because there's no one else but us."
"You both have me," Suzie told them as she smiled at both Gallifreyans.
"You've seen how dangerous it is," the Doctor stated as he looked at her, "Do you wanna go home?"
"He's right, Suzie. It's not an easy life," the Wolf said, agreeing with her husband, "But if you choose to stay, we'll be here with you, every step of the way."
"I don't know," Suzie answered as she looked at them for a few seconds, "I want…" She then sniffed the air, "Oh. Do either of you smell chips?"
"Yeah!" The Doctor laughed, "Yeah."
"So do I," the Wolf added with a smile, "Chips are my favourite food."
"I want chips," Suzie told them.
"Me too!" The Doctor said, agreeing with her with a smile on his face.
"As do I," the Wolf muttered, agreeing with them.
"Right then, before you both get me back in that box, chips it is, and one of you can pay," Suzie told them.
"No money," the Doctor stated as he grabbed both of his jacket's pockets with both of his hands.
"Good thing I've got us covered," the Wolf chuckled with a smile on her face as she reached into her jacket and pulled out a dark red purse with her right hand.
"Always thinking ahead, aren't you, Wolf?" The Doctor asked her as he smiled at her with a delighted look on his face.
"You know me too well, Doctor," the Wolf replied with a smile, "Perks of being married to you, I suppose."
"If you two are done, we've only got five billion years before the shops close," Suzie told them before they walked down the street together laughing as the Wolf nuzzled her head against her husband's left shoulder.
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