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"Oi, you lot, get in there!" A jailer ordered the three Doctors, two Roses and Jack as he shoved them into a cell within the Tower of London with the ex-Time Agent having had his vortex manipulator confiscated by Elizabeth.
"Ow!" The War Doctor grunted in pain before the jailer closed the door behind them.
The Eleventh Doctor and the Fifth Rose both exchanged a glance as they noticed a long nail on the floor before he picked it up and held it by the head in his left hand and flicked the fingers of his other hand against it, causing a ting sound from it. He then walked over to a wall and began scraping on it. The War Doctor then grabbed his screwdriver from his bandolier with his right hand, which was a simple metallic handle with a red cap at the bottom before he pulled it down, causing a red light to appear from its emitter as he used it to scan the door.
"Three Doctors and two Roses in one cell," the Tenth Doctor remarked, "That's going to cause some nasty anomalies if we don't get out soon."
"Agreed," the Third Rose said, agreeing with her Doctor, "We need to find a way out, and fast."
"Yeah, I'm with you on that," Jack muttered, agreeing with them, "Anomalies or not, I don't fancy being stuck in here. And without my vortex manipulator, we're even more stuck." He then looked at the Tenth Doctor, "You never did give me the code, Doctor."
"Well, there's a reason for that, Jack," the Tenth Doctor explained, "It'll be too dangerous if it winds up in the wrong hands." He then noticed the Eleventh Doctor scraping at the wall with the large nail, "What are you doing?"
"Getting us out," the Eleventh Doctor answered as he stopped scraping the wall and turned around towards him, the Third Rose and Jack.
"It's probably the only way we can escape," the Fifth Rose added, "No matter which incarnation, you are, you're always thinking ahead."
"You're right, Rose. Always has a plan, this one," Jack chuckled, agreeing with the Fifth Rose, "Just make sure it's a good one, Doc."
"The sonic won't work on that," the Tenth Doctor told his war incarnation, "It's too primitive."
'He's right, it won't work on the door," the Third Rose said, agreeing with her Doctor, "Your sonic is not quite as advanced as ours are."
"Shall we ask for a better quality of door so we can escape?" The Doctor joked as the War Doctor stopped scanning the door with his screwdriver and turned around to face the others.
"Okay, so the Queen of England is now a Zygon, but never mind that, why are we all together? Why are we all here?" The Tenth Doctor asked both Roses and his other incarnations as he walked around the cell before he stopped in the centre of the cell as the Eleventh Doctor stopped scraping the wall with the large nail again, "Well, me, Roses and...Chinny, we were surprised, but you came looking for us." The Eleventh Doctor then looked at him as he heard that nickname that he just called him, "You knew it was going to happen. Who told you?"
"Yeah, you knew more than the rest of us," the Third Rose added, agreeing with him, "Who gave you the heads-up?"
"Yeah, spill the beans, Doc," Jack urged the War Doctor, agreeing with them, "Who's been whispering in your ear?"
Leaning against the wall behind the other Doctors, both Roses and Jack was the Moment, still in the guise of Rose's second incarnation, who was unseen by everyone but the War Doctor.
"Oi!" The Eleventh Doctor called out to his previous incarnation '"Chinny'?"
"Yeah, you do have a chin," the Tenth Doctor explained as the Eleventh Doctor continued to scrape the wall with the large nail again.
"Yeah, you do have a larger chin than your previous incarnations, love," the Fifth Rose said, agreeing with the Tenth Doctor with a smile on her face, "But I do love you for it, you know."
In the passageway of the Under Gallery, Osgood and McGillop were testing the dust around shrouded figures, covered in cloths in the passageway. She was looking over a report as he was studying a sample of the rock material under a microscope.
"Marble, granite…" Osgood read before she looked up at one of the statues, "A lot of different stone, but none of it from the fabric of the building." She then walked over to another of the equipment they were working with and placed the clipboard on top of it and walked back over to the shrouded figures, "It's like somebody smashed up a lot of old statues." She then turned around towards McGillop, "Are there any missing?"
"Don't think so," McGillop answered as he looked around the passageway, "Why would anyone do that anyway? I mean, I know we're meant to keep an open mind, but are we supposed to believe in creatures that can hide in oil paintings and have some sort of a grudge against statues?" As he spoke, Osgood had a flash of a statue being knocked to the ground before she pulled her inhaler out from her pocket with her right hand and used it, "You all right?"
"We have to go, right now," Osgood told him as she lowered her right hand, "This minute."
"What's wrong?" McGillop asked her with confusion in his voice.
"The things from the paintings," Osgood answered, "I know why they smashed the statues."
"Why?" McGillop asked her.
"Because they needed somewhere to hide," Osgood answered.
The shrouded figures suddenly began to move before the sheets were pulled off to reveal Zygons were hiding behind the sheets and moved in on the scientists as they snarled. Osgood screamed as one of the Zygons attacked McGillop and held their right hand over his nose and mouth. Osgood then ran out of the passageway from the Zygons.
Osgood then closed the door and rested against the painting and began panting. One of the Zygons punched their right hand through Elizabeth's face, causing Osgood to yelp and scream. She ran for the exit but the metal door was in place. The Zygon crossed the room after her as she pressed the call button for the lift with her right hand's index finger. With nowhere to go, Osgood backed into a corner and pulled her inhaler back out and took a huff with it. She then closes her eyes and slides down the wall.
"The Doctor and Rose will save me," Osgood muttered as she closed her eyes and slid down the wall, "The Doctor and Rose will save me. The Doctor and Rose will save me. The Doctor and Rose will save me. The Doctor and Rose will save me. The Doctor and Rose will save me…"
Osgood tucked her knees up, lowered her head and covered her face with her hands as there was a squishing sound before the Zygon shapeshifted into Osgood.
"Excuse me, I'm going to need my inhaler," Zygon Osgood said as she held her left hand out, causing Osgood to look up at her, "I so hate it when I get one with a defect." She then grabbed the inhaler from Osgood, "Ooh, you've got some perfectly horrible memories in here, haven't you?" She then used the inhaler, "So jealous of your pretty sister. I don't blame you, I wish I'd copied her."
Osgood then looked down and noticed that the Zygon had her right foot standing on her scarf.
"So do I!" Osgood retorted before she pulled on her scarf with her left hand, causing her double to fall on the floor, dropping the inhaler.
"Oh, for goodness' sake!" Zygon Osgood muttered to herself as Osgood hurriedly picked up the inhaler with her right hand and ran from the room through the now open door.
At the Tower of London, a black car pulled into its courtyard with Clara and Kate sitting in the back and Sydney and Jenny in the seats in front of them as Kate was on her phone. It stops for security.
"The Doctor or Rose will be trying to send us a message," Kate said into her phone, "We're looking for a string of numerals from around 1550, one." The car then stopped for security before the window on Clara's side lowered before she spoke to the guard on the Gallifreyan schoolteacher's side of the car, "I'm going to need access to the Black Archive." The guard then looked inside the car before it continued on.
"The Black Archive. Highest security rating on the planet," Kate explained to Clara and Sydney as they along with Jenny walked through a metal corridor within the Tower of London with the only bright light coming through was the ventilator shafts, "The entire staff have their memories wiped at the end of every shift. Automated memory filters in the ceiling."
"And it was founded in the early seventies. It's a secure facility for containing and studying alien artefacts and technology," Jenny added, "Most staff of UNIT that work here have their memories wiped, but there have been exceptions. Some key individuals have been allowed to leave with their memories intact. It's quite effective."
"Access, please," Kate said as they came to a security door with a desk off to the side with a guard sitting at the desk as she and Jenny held up their passes with their right hands.
"Ma'am," the guard replied as he got up and went over to the door before he inserted a key into the door as Clara and Sydney looked at the memory filters around them.
"Atkins, isn't it?" Kate asked the guard as she held out her key with her right hand.
"Yes, ma'am," Atkins replied as he took the key from her, "First day here."
"Been here ten years," Kate whispered to Clara and Sydney as Atkins inserted the key into the door's second lock before he opened the door and let them in before he closed it behind them.
As they entered the Black Archive, they saw that the room was a large warehouse of shelves filled with artefacts collected over UNIT'S existence as Kate locked the door.
"Lock and key?" Clara asked Kate with surprise in her voice, "Bit basic, isn't it?"
"Yeah, for a place with the highest security rating on Earth, I expected something more high-tech," Sydney said, agreeing with his girlfriend.
"Can't afford electronic security down here. Got to keep the Doctor and Rose out," Kate explained as they walked deeper into the collection, "The whole of the Tower is TARDIS-proofed. They really wouldn't approve of the collection."
"True. Mum and Dad have never been fans of locked doors, especially since their sonic screwdrivers won't work on these doors," Jenny added, "And honestly, I don't like the idea of UNIT having all this technology. It's dangerous, but it's not much of a problem unless hostile aliens infiltrate the Black Archive."
"But you both let us in," Clara reminded them.
"She's right, it seems like we were able to get in without much hassle," Sydney said, agreeing with her.
"You have a top-level security rating from your last visit, Clara, back when you were still human," Kate explained as they walked past a board that was covered in photographs of the Doctor's companions from before he and Rose reunited and ones that they've had since they reunited with notes next to the photographs and pointed to it with her left hand's index finger, "And Sydney, since you're the son of the Doctor and Rose, you have the exact same clearance."
"Sorry, my what?" Clara said with shock as she and Sydney looked at the board at the photographs of Clara on the board and saw that Kate was standing with her.
"Yeah, I'm having a bit of trouble wrapping my head around that too," Sydney told Clara as he looked at her with an equally shocked expression as hers on his face.
"Apologies. We have to screen all of their known associates," Kate explained, "We can't have information about the Doctor, Rose and the TARDIS falling into the wrong hands. The consequences could be disastrous."
"And after all this is over, we'll have to screen you too, just like they did with Mum and Dad's other companions, Sydney," Jenny told her brother as she looked at him, "But considering you're their son and my brother, we'll make sure your memories won't be wiped. Like Kate said, screening the people they've travelled with is just a precaution to keep everyone safe."
Kate then walked over to a window with Jenny and looked into a room that contained a small wrist-strap device resting on a pedestal that resembled a Time Agent's vortex manipulator.
"Is that…" Clara began to ask as she and Sydney followed them and looked into the window at the device that resembled a vortex manipulator.
"Jack's vortex manipulator?" Sydney asked them, finishing his girlfriend's question.
"Yes, that's Jack's vortex manipulator," Jenny confirmed, "IT's one of the most significant artefacts we have here."
"And it was bequeathed to the UNIT archive by him, on orders of Elizabeth I after they got married in 1562," Kate added, "No one can know we have this, not even our allies."
"Why not?" Clara asked her with confusion in her voice.
"Think about it," Kate urged her, "Americans with the ability to rewrite history. You've seen their movies."
"Yeah, like 'Back to the Future', 'Terminator', and 'Looper,'" Jenny added, "If they got their hands on this, who knows what they'd do. The potential for misuse is enormous."
"Exactly. If they knew about this and it fell into the wrong hands, the universe would be in serious trouble," Sydney said, agreeing with them, "You should know by now that changing a fixed point in time could have catastrophic consequences."
"The three of you are right. The risks are too great," Clara muttered, agreeing with them as Kate walked towards the door to the room with Jack's vortex manipulator, "We can't let anyone tamper with fixed points in time."
In what was the Doctors, Roses and Jack's cell in 1562, the message that the Eleventh Doctor was carving with a large nail was now worn.
"Okay, so this is how we're going to rescue the Doctor, Rose and Jack?" Clara asked Kate as she, Sydney and Jenny followed her towards the room with Jack's vortex manipulator.
"Yeah, is this how we're going to rescue them?" Sydney said, agreeing with his girlfriend.
"Yes, this is how we're going to rescue them," Jenny confirmed, "Using Jack's vortex manipulator is our best chance."
"But we're not sure there's enough power for a two-way trip," Kate added as she placed her left hand on a button on the door before opening the door with her right hand as they entered the room with the vortex manipulator, "In any event, we don't know the activation code. The Doctor and Rose both know we have this, so they've always kept the code from us. Let's hope they changed their minds." Her phone suddenly began ringing before she grabbed it from her pocket with her left hand and answered it as she placed it over her left ear, "Yes?" She then listened to the caller on the other side of the phone call as Osgood and McGillop entered the Black Archive, "Well, if you've found it, photograph it and send it to my phone."
Back in the cell that was the Doctors, Roses and Jack's in 1562, Kate's caller took a photo of the message, which read 1716231123 with their phone's camera.
Back in the Black Archive, Kate set her phone down on the pedestal when the three Gallifreyans suddenly noticed the two scientists.
"Erm, Kate?" Clara said as she walked towards the window of the room they were in, "Should they be here? Why have they followed us?"
"Yeah, why are they here with us in the Black Archive?" Sydney said, agreeing with his girlfriend.
"And we didn't order Osgood and McGillop to follow us," Jenny added, "Why are they here?"
"Oh, they've probably just finished disposing of the humans a bit early," Kate surmised.
"The hu…" Clara began to say as she, Sydney and Jenny all exchanged a glance.
"Dear me," Kate muttered as she turned away from the three Gallifreyans as McGillop and Osgood approached her, "I really do get into character, don't I?"
As Kate finished speaking, Clara, Sydney and Jenny turned their heads around towards Kate and looked at her as she spit out some reddish coloured liquid. Her skin began to change from being smooth to having suckers that resembled a Zygon's around it. Clara, Sydney and Jenny all backed away from Kate with gasps as the Zygon showed them the back of her left hand before she finished shapeshifting into a Zygon.
"The Under Gallery is secured," Zygon Osgood reported to the Zygon that was disguising itself as Kate as it turned around to face her and Zygon McGillop before the photograph of the Eleventh Doctor's message appeared on Kate's phone.
"Prepare to dispose of the three Time Lords," the Zygon ordered its fellow Zygons, "We have acquired the device."
The three Gallifreyans exchanged a quick glance before Clara turned Kate's phone with her right hand so she could read it. She grabbed Jack's vortex manipulator with both of her hands before she strapped it onto her left wrist. The Gallifreyan schoolteacher then typed in the code before the Zygon turned around towards them as Sydney and Jenny placed their right hands over the vortex manipulator.
"Activation code, right?" Clara asked the Zygons.
"You really think you can just dispose of us that easily?" Sydney retorted as he glared at the Zygons.
"Sorry, gotta run! See ya!" Jenny said with a smirk as she looked at the Zygon before she looked at her brother's girlfriend, "Clara, press the button!"
"Right, here goes!" Clara replied as the Zygon growled at them before the Gallifreyan schoolteacher hit the vortex manipulator's final button with her right hand's index finger, causing her, Sydney and Jenny to disappear from sight.
Back in the Doctors, Roses and Jack's cell in 1562, the War Doctor scanned the door with his screwdriver as the Eleventh Doctor continued to scratch his message onto the wall with the large nail as the Fifth Rose stood next to him.
"In theory, I can trigger an isolated sonic shift among the molecules, and the door should disintegrate," the War Doctor stated as he stopped scanning the door with his screwdriver and turned around towards the others before he turned back around towards the door.
"You'd have to calculate the exact harmonic resonance of the entire structure down to a sub-atomic level," the Tenth Doctor told him, "Even our sonic would take years."
"He's right," the Third Rose said, agreeing with her Doctor, "Even with all our knowledge and technology, it would take an incredible amount of time and precision."
"No, no. Rose is right, our sonic would take centuries," the War Doctor said, agreeing with the Third Rose.
"I'd use my sonic blaster to get us out of here, but unfortunately, it's back in the TARDIS," Jack said, rolling his eyes, "Trust me to leave it behind."
"Well, we did insist you leave your squarness gun behind," the Third Rose chuckled, "We didn't think we'd need it."
"Yep, should've known better," the Tenth Doctor muttered to himself as he scratched his head with his right hand, "Seems we always end up needing that thing."
"Yeah, yeah," Jack sighed, "Nex time, I'll bring it no matter what either of you say."
"Anyways, we might as well get started," the War Doctor said as he walked towards and sat down on a bench by the door, "Help to pass the 'timey-wimey'. Do you have to talk like children? What is it that makes you so ashamed of being a grown-up?"
"If you knew the version of yourself that I first met, you'd understand why," Jack explained with a smirk on his face, "he was dealing with a lot of guilt and trauma from the Time War. Acting more carefree was his way of coping."
As Jack finished speaking, the Eleventh Doctor stopped scratching the wall with the large nail and looked over his right shoulder towards the War Doctor with the Fifth Rose looking at him as well, while even the Tenth Doctor and the Third Rose couldn't keep eye contact with the War Doctor.
"Oh, the way you four look at me," the War Doctor muttered to himself, "What is that? I'm trying to think of a better word than 'dread'."
"It must be really recent for you," the Tenth Doctor surmised.
"Yes, it has to be," the Third Rose stated, agreeing with her Doctor, "The pain is still so fresh."
"And it must be before you used the Moment to end the Time War," Jack added, "Carrying that kind of burden changes a person."
"Recent?" The War Doctor repeated with confusion in his voice.
"The Time War. The last day," the Eleventh Doctor explained, "The day you killed them all."
"The day the two of us killed them all," the Tenth Doctor corrected him.
"Same thing," the Eleventh Doctor told him.
"Yes, the same choice, just two sides of the same coin," the Fifth Rose said, agreeing with her Doctor, "You both had to face that burden, and it shaped you."
"I hate to admit it, but she's right," the Third Rose muttered, agreeing with her future incarnation, "It was a shared burden, no matter the incarnation."
"Exactly. It was a burden we all felt, one way or another," Jack added, agreeing with both Roses before the Tenth Doctor walked away from them.
"It's history for them. All decided," the Bad Wolf explained to the War Doctor as the Eleventh Doctor continued to scratch the wall with the large nail again, "They think their future is real. They don't know it's still up to you."
"I don't talk about it," the War Doctor told her as she was now sitting on the bench next to him.
"You're not talking about it," the Tenth Doctor stated, "There's no one else but the six of us here."
"Go on. Ask them," the Bad Wolf urged the War Doctor, "Ask them what you need to know."
"Did you ever count?" The War Doctor asked his future incarnations.
"Count what?" The Eleventh Doctor asked him as he stopped scratching the wall with the large nail again.
"Yes, you need to clarify your question," the Fifth Rose said, agreeing with him as the Eleventh Doctor began to scratch the wall again, "Count what exactly?"
"How many children there were on Gallifrey that day," the War Doctor answered.
"I've absolutely no idea," the Eleventh Doctor told him as he stopped scratching the wall yet again before he began scratching it again.
"How old are you now?" The War Doctor asked him.
"Ah...I don't know, I lose track," the Eleventh Doctor answered, "Twelve hundred and something, I think, unless I'm lying. I can't remember if I'm lying about my age, that's how old I am."
"It's 1,270 exactly," the Fifth Rose stated, surprising her Third incarnation, "That's our shared age. We've been through so much, and time has shaped us all."
"Four hundred years older than me," the War Doctor said with surprise in his voice, "And in all that time, you've never even wondered how many there were? You never once counted? And Rose, you never consoled him about it?"
"Tell me, what would be the point?" The Eleventh Doctor asked his war incarnation as he stopped scratching the wall with the large nail and turned around to face him.
"He's right. What would be the point?" The Fifth Rose said, agreeing with him, "We can't change the past, only learn from it."
"2.47 billion," the Tenth Doctor and the Third Rose suddenly said at the same time.
"You did count!" The War Doctor realised with surprise in his voice.
"And I did console him about how many you killed during the last day of the Time War," the Third Rose added, "It was when I was still cockney, in my previous incarnation. We had just faced a terrible battle that left us reeling. I told you it wasn't your fault, that he did what you had to do, and decided to share your guilt. We had to come to terms with the enormity of it all."
"2.47 billion… I can't imagine carrying that weight," Jack said with shock in his voice, "But you did what you had to do to end the war, Doctor. We all have scars, and we stand by you."
The Eleventh Doctor and the Fifth Rose shook their heads as he went back to his scratching the wall with the large nail as the Fifth Rose looked at the floor with sadness on her face, while the Tenth Doctor stared at his next incarnation, while the Third Rose did the same to her future incarnation.
"You forgot? Four hundred years?" The Tenth Doctor asked his next incarnation angrily, "Is that all it takes?"
"And you forgot as well?" The Third Rose said with anger as she turned towards her future incarnation, "You promised that we would always share his burden and guilt from wiping out our species to end the Time War!"
"I moved on," the Eleventh Doctor explained as he stopped scratching the wall with the large nail and faced his previous incarnation.
"Yes, we moved on," the Fifth Rose said, agreeing with him, "We had to."
"Where?!" The Tenth Doctor asked them, "Where can you both be now that you two can forget something like those?"
"Yes, where?" The Third Rose said, agreeing with her Doctor, "Where have we gone that you can forget our promise?"
"Spoilers," the Eleventh Doctor told him.
"Exactly," the Fifth Rose said, agreeing with him, "Like River always said, 'Spoilers.'"
"No. No, no, no," the Tenth Doctor muttered, "For once, I would like to know where we're going."
"Yes, I want to know where we're going too," the Third Rose said, agreeing with him with frustration in her voice.
"No, you both really wouldn't," the Eleventh Doctor argued.
"He's right," the Fifth Rose said, agreeing with him, "Neither of you would want to know."
"Wow, I never knew two versions of yourselves could get so mad at each other," Jack remarked with a grin as the Tenth and Eleventh Doctors and both Roses stared at each other, "But how about we save the therapy session for later and focus on escaping first?"
"I don't know who you are, either of you," the War Doctor told his future incarnations, "I haven't got the faintest idea." He then looked at both Roses, "And Rose, neither of you act like the Arkytior that I knew. What happened to my sweet Arkie?"
"Those two men are you," the Bad Wolf stated, causing him to look at her, "They're what you become if you destroy Gallifrey. The man who regrets who shared the regret with his wife, and the man who forgets with his own wife. The moment is coming. The Moment is me, you have to decide."
"And who is this Jack fellow?" The War Doctor asked her with a puzzled look on his face.
"Captain Jack Harkness," the Bad Wolf explained, "A loyal friend and an immortal former Time Agent from the 51st century. He's a fixed point in time, someone who cannot die. You first met him with Rose during the London Blitz. Don't worry, I made it so you can't feel anything wrong with him to keep you from feeling disoriented around him since your future selves and wife have adapted to being around him from his condition."
"No," the War Doctor muttered to himself as the Eleventh Doctor went back to scratching his message.
"'No'?" The Tenth Doctor asked him with confusion in his voice.
"Yeah, what do you mean?" The Third Rose said, agreeing with her Doctor as she looked at him with a puzzled look on her face.
"Like they said, what's going on, Doc?" Jack inquired, agreeing with them.
"Just… no!" The War Doctor told them.
As the War Doctor finished speaking, the Eleventh Doctor leaned against the pillar and quietly laughed to himself before the Fifth Rose joined in and laughed with him.
"Is something funny?" The Tenth Doctor asked his next incarnation and the Fifth Rose, "Did we miss a funny thing?"
"Yes, what's so funny?" The Third Rose said, agreeing with him as she looked at them with confusion on her face.
"Sorry," the Eleventh Doctor apologised to them, "It just occurred to us, this is what we're like when we're alone with each other."
"You're absolutely right about that, love," the Fifth Rose said, agreeing with him with a chuckle, "It's quite amusing when you think about it. This time, we're not exactly alone, especially with Jack here."
"They're the same screwdrivers," the Bad Wolf stated as she was now standing by the Tenth Doctor and the Third Rose as he tossed his into the air with his right hand, "Same software, different cases."
As the War Doctor heard her say that, he stared at the Tenth Doctor's screwdriver before he looked at his for a few moments as the Tenth Doctor continued to toss his screwdriver into the air.
"Ah," the War Doctor muttered as he pulled down his screwdriver and activated it before letting it go, "Four hundred years!"
"Sorry?" The Tenth Doctor asked him with confusion in his voice.
"Yeah, what do you mean?" The Third Rose said, agreeing with her Doctor.
"Well, at a software level, they're all the same device, aren't they?" The War Doctor explained, causing his future incarnations, both Roses and Jack to look at him, "Same software, different cases."
"Yes, so…" the Tenth Doctor began to ask hesitantly.
"Yeah, what are you getting at?" The Third Rose asked him, agreeing with him as she pulled out her screwdriver with her right hand.
The Eleventh Doctor and the Fifth Rose then took their sonic screwdrivers from their jacket's pockets with their right hands before they along with the Tenth Doctor, Third Rose and Jack approached the door and watched the War Doctor as he faced the door.
"So… It would take centuries for the screwdrivers to calculate how to disintegrate the door," the War Doctor explained before he scanned the door with his screwdriver, "Scanning the door, implanting the calculation as a permanent subroutine in the software architecture…" He then turned around towards the others, "And if you two really are me, with your sandshoes and your dicky bow, and if the blonde in the leather jacket and the brunette in pinstripes are really my wife as well, and those screwdriver is still mine with it also being passed down to her, that calculation is still going on."
As he finished speaking, the Tenth Doctor turned on his screwdriver and held it up to his left ear.
"Yeah!" The Tenth Doctor confirmed as he moved his screwdriver away from his ear, "Still going."
"It's still goin in mine too," the Third Rose added, holding her screwdriver to her right ear before removing it from her ear, "I always did wonder what that calculation was about."
"Calculation complete," the Eleventh Doctor stated as he flicked his screwdriver open and activated it.
"Mine's just completed as well," the Fifth Rose remarked as she flicked her screwdriver open and activated it as well.
"Well, look at that," Jack said with a grin on his face, "Seems like you're all getting along nicely!"
"Not really, Jack. The Doctor never really gets along with his other selves at first," the Third Rose explained with a sigh, "Different personalities, different experiences. And that's true for us too."
"Yes, exactly," the Fifth Rose said, agreeing with her third incarnation, "We have our own personalities and experiences and differ from each other. It takes a while to understand and accept each other, especially when we're so different."
"Sounds like you've got your hands full then," Jack chuckled, "But it's good to see you all working together despite the differences."
"Same software," the Bad Wolf muttered to herself with a smile on her face, "Different faces."
"Eh, 400 years in four seconds!" The Eleventh Doctor said happily, "Like what Rose said, the four of us may have our differences, which is frankly odd in the circumstances, but I tell you what, boys and girls, we are incredibly clever!"
Suddenly, the door opened with Clara, Sydney and Jenny running in before they stopped and looked at the six of them curiously.
The Tenth Doctor and the Third Rose looked at Jenny with shock and disbelief on their faces. The memories of their time on Messaline when Rose was still in her second incarnation and when their daughter, Jenny was created during the human-Hath war with their companions Donna and Martha, flooded back. Seeing her alive after previously believing she had died from General Cobb shooting her left them momentarily speechless as they tried to process her presence.
"Jenny?" The Tenth Doctor finally managed to say, his voice filled with astonishment, "Is it really you?"
"It's me, Dad," Jenny confirmed, "It's really me."
"We thought we lost you…" The Third Rose began to say as she stepped forward with tears welling up in her eyes, "How did you survive?"
"There's a lot to explain, but I promise I'll tell you everything," Jenny assured them as her smile widened.
"Anyways, how did you three do that?" The Eleventh Doctor asked Clara, Sydney and Jenny.
"Yeah, how did you open the door?" The Fifth Rose said, agreeing with him.
"It wasn't locked," Clara answered.
"Yeah, it was unlocked," Sydney said, agreeing with his girlfriend.
"Clara just turned the handle before we ran right in," Jenny added.
"Right," the Eleventh Doctor muttered to himself.
"Yeah, that makes sense," the Fifth Rose said, agreeing with him.
"It's been a while since I've seen your previous incarnations," Clara remarked as she looked at the three Doctors and both Roses.
"Yeah, it feels like a reunion," Sydney added, agreeing with her.
"It definitely feels like one, Sid," the Fifth Rose said, agreeing with her son.
"Yeah, a reunion indeed," the Eleventh Doctor muttered, agreeing with them.
The Tenth Doctor and the Third Rose suddenly noticed something unusual about Clara and Sydney, their Time Lord senses tingling.
"Wait a minute…" the Tenth Doctor began to say as he narrowed his eyes at Clara and Sydney as he and the Third Rose placed their screwdrivers back inside their jackets' pockets.
"They're Gallifreyan," the Third Rose stated with surprise in her voice, "How is that possible?"
"It's a long story, but to put it simply, I was born human, but something happened to me a while back that turned me into a Gallifreyan," Clara explained with a smile on her face.
"And I'm your future son, so I was born Gallifreyan," Sydney added.
The Tenth Doctor and the Third Rose both exchanged glances, processing the information.
"That's… unexpected," the Tenth Doctor muttered slowly as he looked back at them.
"But also quite amazing," the Third Rose added, a smile forming on her face, "Seems like we'll have a fair share of surprises in our future."
"Hello, Jack," Clara greeted the ex-Time Agent as she and Sydney suddenly noticed him, "It's been a while since we last saw you."
"Hey, Jack!" Sydney muttered, greeting him as well, "Good to see you again."
"And who might you be?" Jack asked them as he looked at Clara and Sydney with curiosity and rose his right eyebrow, "And how do you both know my name?"
Clara and Sydney exchanged glances as they realised that this was the first time Jack had met them from his perspective.
"I'm Clara Oswald," Clara introduced herself.
"And as you probably already heard, I'm Sydney, the Doctor and Rose's son," Sydney added, introducing himself to the ex-Time Agent as well.
"Oh, and this is Jenny, the Doctor and Rose's daughter," Clara said, introducing both Gallifreyans' daughter to him as she gestured towards her with her right hand.
"Nice to meet all of you," Jack replied warmly as he looked at the three of them with curiosity before he extended his right hand out towards Jenny.
"Nice to see you again, Jack," Jenny said with a smile as she shook his hand with her own right hand, while Clara and Sydney nodded their heads at him.
"We've met before as well?" Jack whispered to Jenny as he furrowed his right eyebrow slightly with confusion as he leaned in towards her.
"Yeah, we met in Utah in 2011," Jenny confirmed in a whisper-sounding tone, "But when we meet again in your future, you'll need to pretend like you don't know me."
"Why?" Jack whispered with confusion in his voice.
"To avoid creating a paradox," Jenny explained with a soft smile on her face, "It's important for the timeline."
"Ah, got it," Jack replied in a whisper-sounding tone, "I'll do just that the next time we meet."
"Hang on," Clara said as Jack and Jenny stood back up, "Six of you in one cell, and none of you thought to try the door?"
"Yeah, you'd think one of you would have thought of that," Sydney stated, agreeing with her.
"It's a classic Dad and Mum move," Jenny muttered with a hint of amusement in her voice as she shrugged her shoulders and smiled.
"It should have been locked," the War Doctor explained as he looked at her.
"Yes, exactly!" The Eleventh Doctor said, agreeing with him, "Why wasn't it locked?"
"Every cell we've been in before has been locked," the Fifth Rose stated with a smirk on her face, "I mean, every time we've been captured, the cells have been locked. This is unusual."
"Because I was fascinated to see what you would do upon escaping," they heard Elizabeth say as she entered the cell, "I understand you're rather fond of this world. It's time I think you saw what's going to happen to it." She then turned back around as she walked back out of the cell.
Back in the National Gallery, Osgood peeked through the hole in the painting, her face appearing where Elizabeth's was.
Osgood walked through the under passage, holding a torch in her right hand and shone it in front of her. She suddenly heard a groan, causing her to gasp and turn around to shine the light on one of the walls where a shrouded figure was attached to the wall by nasty red cords. Osgood then bent down and looked at the bottom and saw black heels before she stood back up and pulled the sheet off with her left hand to reveal Kate, who was covered with some sort of red coloured webbing.
"Kate! Oh, goodness, you're not actually dead," Osgood said with relief in her voice, "Oh, that's tremendous news!" She then began freeing Kate with both of her hands, "Those creatures, they turn themselves into copies. And they need to keep the original alive, refresh the image, so to speak."
"Where… where did they go?" Kate asked breathlessly as Osgood was now freeing her right arm from the webbing.
"I don't know," Osgood answered before she realised that she did know where the Zygons were, "Ooh, hang on, yes, I do. The Tower."
"If those creatures have got access to the Black Archive, we may just have lost control of the planet," Kate told her before the webbing fell off of her, freeing her from the webbing that the Zygons trapped her in.
Back in 1562, Elizabeth led the three Doctors, two Roses, Jack, Clara, Sydney and Jenny to a balcony overlooking the Zygon base, where a number of the aliens were working at machines.
"The Zygons lost their own world," Elizabeth stated as they entered the base, "It burned in the first days of the Time War. A new home is required."
"So they want this one?" Clara asked her as they looked down at a couple of Zygons working at the machines.
"Yeah, do they?" Sydney inquired, agreeing with his girlfriend.
"That's what it looks like," Jenny stated, agreeing with her brother and his girlfriend.
"Yeah, it seems so," Jack added, agreeing with the three Gallifreyans.
"Not yet. Far too primitive," Elizabeth confirmed, "Zygons are used to a certain level of comfort."
"So they're just getting started, huh?" The Third Rose muttered as she glanced at the machines before she looked at Elizabeth, "Zygons never settle for anything less than ideal conditions."
"Zygons are picky about their environments," the Fifth Rose added, agreeing with her Third incarnation, "They'd likely wait until the Earth is advanced enough for their needs."
"Commander," they suddenly heard a Zygon called out to Elizabeth, causing them to turn around towards the doorway and saw him standing there, "Why are these creatures here?"
"Because I say they should be," Elizabeth answered, "It is time you too were translated." The Zygon then snarled before he walked towards a glass cube resting on a pedestal, "Observe this. I believe you will find it fascinating."
With that said, the Zygon rested his left hand on the top of the cube, causing there to be a whirring before he was disseminated and pulled into the cube before reappearing inside the painting.
"That's him!" Clara realised as she looked at the Eleventh Doctor and the Fifth Rose before she looked at the painting and walked towards it, "That's the Zygon in the picture now."
"It's not a picture, it's a Stasis Cube," the War Doctor corrected her, "Time Lord art, frozen instants in time. Bigger on the inside, but could be deployed as…"
"Suspended animation," the Tenth Doctor finished for his war incarnation.
"Agreed," the Third Rose said, agreeing with him, "Suspended animation does make sense for Zygons."
"Oh, that's very good," the Tenth Doctor went on as the Eleventh Doctor and the Fifth Rose snapped their right hands' fingers and pointed their right hands' index fingers at their previous incarnations before they walked towards Clara, "The Zygons all pop inside the pictures, wait a few centuries till the planet's a bit more interesting, and then out they come."
"And they wait until the early 21st century, when the Earth is more advanced and suitable for their needs," the Third Rose added as she and the Tenth Doctor stood next to Clara.
"You see, Clara, they're stored in the paintings in the Under Gallery, like Cup-a-Soups," the Eleventh Doctor explained as he and the Fifth Rose approached her on the opposite side of their previous incarnations as he pointed at her with his left hand's index finger, "Except you add time, if you can picture that with your new Gallifreyan brain. Nobody could picture that. Forget I said Cup-a-Soups."
"Clara, let me explain it better because I know you're having a hard time understanding all this since you're still adapting to being a Gallifreyan and everything that comes with it," the Fifth Rose said as she looked at her, "Think of the paintings as time-locked containers. The Zygons are in suspended animation within these time-locked cells, hidden in the Under Gallery. When the time is right, the stasis is lifted, and they emerge, ready to take advantage of the advanced Earth."
"Great explanation, Mum," Sydney stated with a smile on his face, "You really made it clear."
"Exactly. That was spot on, Mum," Jenny added, agreeing with her younger brother and smiled as well, "Couldn't have put it better myself."
"Thanks, Rose. That clears it up," Jack told the Fifth Rose with a grin on his face, "I knew some of it, but you really filled in the gaps."
"Anytime, Jack," the Fifth Rose replied with a smirk on her face, "Stick with me, and you'll get the hang of it."
"And now the world is worth conquering," Clara muttered to herself, "So the Zygons are invading the future from the past."
"Exactly," the Eleventh Doctor confirmed.
"And do you know why me, Rose and Jack know that you're a fake?" The Tenth Doctor asked Elizabeth as he, the Third Rose and Jack turned around towards her, "Because you're such a bad copy. It's not just the smell, or the unconvincing hair, or the atrocious teeth, or the eyes just a bit too close together, or the breath that could stun a horse. It's because Jack's Elizabeth, the real Elizabeth, would never be stupid enough to reveal her own plan."
"He's right. The real Elizabeth was clever and shrewd," the Third Rose stated, agreeing with him, "You, on the other hand, are a poor imitation with off-putting features and an obvious lack of intelligence."
"Yeah, and the real Elizabeth wouldn't make such rookie mistakes," Jack added, "You're just a pale shadow."
And honestly, why would you do that?" The Tenth Doctor asked her.
"Because it's not my plan," Elizabeth answered, "And I am the real Elizabeth."
"Okay, so… backtracking a moment, just to lend some context to our earlier remarks…" the Tenth Doctor began to say.
"My twin is dead in the forest. I am accustomed to taking precautions," Elizabeth explained before she lifted up the left side of her skirt with her right hand and pulled a jeweled dagger from her garter with the same hand, "These Zygon creatures never even considered that it was me who survived, rather than their own commander. The arrogance that typifies their kind."
"Zygons?" Clara asked her as she now had her arms crossed.
"Men!" Elizabeth answered.
"And you actually killed one of them?" Clara said with shock in her voice.
"Yeah, did you?" Sydney asked her, agreeing with his girlfriend with a similar shocked expression on his face.
"I can't believe it either," Jenny stated, agreeing with them as she also had a shocked expression on her face, "You really killed one of them?"
"I may have the body of a weak and feeble woman, but at the time, so did the Zygon," Elizabeth told them before she looked at the Tenth Doctor, the Third Rose and Jack, "The future of my kingdom is imperilled. Doctor, Rose, Jack, can I rely on your services?"
"Well, we're going to need our TARDIS," the Tenth Doctor answered.
"He's right, we can't do it without her," the Third Rose said, agreeing with her Doctor.
"And Elizabeth, if we'll help you, you'll need to place my vortex manipulator in the Under Gallery," Jack added, "That way, Clara, Sydney and Jenny can find it in the future to travel back here and save us from our cell you placed me, Rose and the Doctor in."
"Your TARDIS has been procured already, Doctor and Rose," Elizabeth told both Gallifreyans, "And Jack, I will have your vortex manipulator placed there."
"Ah!" The Tenth Doctor and Third Rose muttered as the two of them and Jack smiled.
"But first, my love, you have a promise to keep," Elizabeth told Jack.
Outside a castle's courtyard, the TARDIS stood off to the side. In front of a tent, a priest stood there and performed the wedding ceremony as the Doctors, both Roses, Sydney and Jenny stood on one side, while Clara stood on the other.
"I now pronounce you man and wife," the Priest told Jack and Elizabeth, causing Clara to whoop as the Tenth Doctor, Eleventh Doctor, Third Rose, Fifth Rose, Sydney and Jenny smiled at them, "You may kiss the bride."
With that said, Elizabeth grabbed Jack's face and hugged him as she began to kiss him passionately as Clara cheered as she threw confetti at them.
"Is this something Jack does a lot?" The War Doctor asked his future selves, both Roses and his future children.
"Oh, you have no idea," the Eleventh Doctor confirmed with a grin on his face, "Jack's got a knack for these situations."
"Yep, that's Jack for you," the Fifth Rose said, agreeing with him,"Always finding a way to charm his way through adventures."
"Exactly," the Third Rose muttered, agreeing with them, "He even once tried one on someone at the end of the Universe in the year 100 trillion."
"Ah yes, Chantho," the Tenth Doctor chuckled with a smile on his face, "Only Jack could think to flirt with her, even when we were at the literal end of time and with Martha standing right there! Poor Martha was baffled the whole time."
"Godspeed, my love," Elizabeth told Jack as he pulled away from their kiss.
"Jack, we've got to move," the Tenth Doctor told the ex-Time Agent, his expression turning serious as he approached him, "We still need to deal with the Zygons sealed in the paintings, remember? If we don't figure this out, they'll be a threat to the Earth in the future."
"Don't worry, Your Majesty," Jack assured the Queen as he gave her a confident grin, "I'll be back before you can say 'heroic dash.'"
"Jack, come on!" The Third Rose called out to Jack as she and the Tenth Doctor ran for their TARDIS, "The universe won't save itself, you know!"
As they approached their TARDIS, the Tenth Doctor and the Third Rose ran inside the ship and towards the console as he walked around the console and stopped at one of the panels and began to rotate one of its controls, while the Third Rose stopped at one of the console's across from him and began to set the coordinates on it.
"Right, then, back to the future," the Eleventh Doctor said as he, his War incarnation, the Fifth Rose, Clara, Sydney, Jenny and Jack walked over to the TARDIS as Clara unstrapped and removed Jack's vortex manipulator from her left arm's wrist and handed it back to him.
"Back to the future sounds brilliant, love," the Fifth Rose muttered, agreeing with him with a smirk on her face as Jack took his vortex manipulator from Clara as he strapped it back over his left arm's wrist, "Though with more than one of each of us bouncing around, the TARDIS might need a bit of convincing to behave this time. Can't blame her, really."
As they approached the TARDIS, the War Doctor opened the ship's door with his right hand before they entered the TARDIS. The two Doctors that just entered the ship with the Fifth Rose, Clara, Sydney and Jenny all looked around, while Jack just stood there. As he looked around the console, the War Doctor noticed the changes that the console had from his.
"You've both let this place go a bit," the War Doctor told the Tenth Doctor and the Third Rose.
"Ah, it's his grunge phase," the Eleventh Doctor explained, "He grows out of it."
"This console was her favourite," the Fifth Rose stated with a faint smile on her face, "The coral, glowing light, and chaos, it suited her perfectly. Not quite what I'd choose now, though."
"Don't you listen to them," the Tenth Doctor told his TARDIS as he patted the column with his right hand.
"He's right. You're gorgeous just as you are, old girl," the Third Rose muttered with a warm smile on her face as she ran her right hand along the console, "Don't let anyone tell you otherwise."
Just as they finished speaking, an alarm continued to go off before the console sparked as the walls changed to a brightly lit white console room with rondels covering the walls.
"Ooh!" The Tenth Doctor exclaimed, "The desktop is glitching."
"Glitching is an understatement," the Third Rose chuckled as she glanced around the console room, while the Eleventh Doctor placed the stasis cube next to the console's column and began to work on the console's controls, "Looks like she's trying out every desktop all at once."
"Three of us Doctors and two Roses from different time zones, it's trying to compensate," the War Doctor explained.
"Wait, she can do that?" Jack said with surprise in his voice as he glanced around the console in astonishment, "Change her whole look like this? I thought the TARDIS was supposed to be, well… timeless."
"They are, Jack," the Fifth Rose confirmed with a knowing smile on her face, "But they're also alive, well, in a way. A bit like us Time Lords and Time Ladies, actually."
'Exactly. Whether it's damage, strain, or emotional weight, she regenerates her interior just like we do," the Third Rose added, "She probably recalibrates after everything we've thrown at her."
"Wait, so the TARDIS is not just a shape-shifting ship on the outside, but she regenerates on the inside, too?" Jack said with surprise on his face, "A Time Lord in ship form, huh? You and the Doctor could've given me a heads-up before all this started making my head spin."
As the ex-Time Agent finished speaking, Sydney, Jenny and Clara all exchanged amused glances before they broke into chuckles at Jack's remark.
"She's full of surprises, isn't she?" The Fifth Rose asked him with a smirk on her face as she crossed her arms, "Just when you think you've seen it all, she goes and changes the rules."
"I'll give her that," Jack chuckled as he shook his head, "She definitely knows how to make an impression."
"Hey, look," the Eleventh Doctor told everyone as he approached his past selves and both Roses as he pointed at the roundels on the wall behind him with his right hand's thumb, "The round things."
"I love the round things," the Tenth Doctor said as he stared at the roundels on the wall behind his next incarnation.
"What are the round things?" The Eleventh Doctor asked him.
"No idea," the Tenth Doctor answered.
There is a beeping from a panel on the console and the DOCTOR hurries over to flip the switch.
"Oh, dear, the friction contrafibulator!" The Eleventh Doctor announced as they suddenly heard a beeping coming from a console on the console as the War Doctor looked at the Tenth Doctor, while the Eleventh Doctor hurried over to the console and flipped the switch with his left hand, causing the console to spark again as the TARDIS' interior changed to the console of the Doctor and the Fifth Rose, "Ha! There, stabilised."
"Oh, you've both redecorated," the Tenth Doctor muttered as the Eleventh Doctor and the Fifth Rose began to set the ship's coordinates, "I don't like it."
"And neither do I," the Third Rose said, agreeing with her Doctor as she tilted her head slightly and observed the clean, metallic design of the console room of their future incarnations, "It looks… cold. Not really my style."
"Oh? Oh, yeah?" The Eleventh Doctor asked them as the Tenth Doctor made a sulking face, "Oh, you never do, Doctor!"
"You know, I never thought I'd hear one of my past selves say something like that," the Fifth Rose muttered as she chuckled softly, "Commenting about not liking redecorations has always been your thing, Doctor."
"Well, there's a first for everything," the Eleventh Doctor said, agreeing with her, "Who knew any incarnation of Rose could turn into a critic about the TARDIS' console design?"
"Well, I don't know about you, but I love it," Jack stated as he crossed his arms with a grin on his face as he surveyed the console room, "Sleek, stylish, a bit of mystery, just like me."
"Anyway, listen, we're going to the National Gallery," the Eleventh Doctor told them, "The Zygons are underneath it."
"Exactly," the Fifth Rose said, agreeing with him, "Right where we left them. Let's get moving."
"No, UNIT HQ," Clara argued as she pointed her left hand's index finger at them, "They followed us there in the Black Archive."
"We saw it ourselves," Sydney added, "One of them was disguising themselves as Kate and reverted to its original form in front of our eyes as soon as we found Jack's vortex manipulator."
"They're right," Jenny muttered, agreeing with them, "Osggod and McGillop have been replaced by Zygon duplicates as well and are also in the Black Archive. That's where they'll make their move."
As the three younger Gallifreyans finished speaking, the three Doctors, two Roses and Jack all turned around and looked at them.
"Okay, so you've all heard of that, then," Clara realised.
Back in the Black Archive within the Tower of London in 2013, the Zygons were going through the collection. Two of them had retained their human forms of Osgood and McGillop.
"The equipment here is phenomenal," Zygon McGillop remarked, "The humans don't realise what half this stuff does. We could conquer their world in a day."
"We were fortunate, then, in our choice of duplicate," the Zygon that was previously disguised as Kate told him.
"If I were human, I'd say it was Christmas," Zygon McGillop muttered as he picked up one of the equipment from the table he was standing in front of him with his right hand.
"No, I'm afraid you wouldn't," they suddenly heard Kate's voice argue as the door to the Black Archive suddenly opened as the Zygons looked towards the door and saw the real McGillop standing there as he opened the door before the real Kate entered the room with the real Osgood following her, "We're not armed." McGillop then let go of the door and followed them, "You may relax."
"We are armed," the Zygon that was previously disguised as Kate stated, "You may not."
"Lock the door," Kate ordered McGillop as she looked at him before he did as she ordered, "I'm afraid we can't be interrupted." She then walked towards one side of a table with folders of paper on top of it and stood behind it, "You don't mind if I get comfortable?"
"You don't mind if I do?" The Zygon asked her as Kate sat down on the table in front of her before the Zygon walked towards the table and shape-shifted back into Kate and sat down on the other side of the table from the real Kate with the human versions of Osgood and McGillop standing on either side of Kate and the Zygon versions of them standing on either side of the Zygon Kate.
"You'll realise there are protocols protecting this place," Kate told her Zygon counterpart, "Osgood?"
"In the event of alien incursion, the contents of this room are deemed so dangerous, it will self-destruct in…" Osgood began to explain.
"Five minutes," Kate announced before she turned towards a digital-looking clock on the right side of her and pointed at it with her right hand's index finger as a countdown on the digital-looking clock began, causing an alarm to begin bleeping before she lowered her right arm and turned back towards her Zygon counterpart, "There's a nuclear warhead 20 feet beneath us. Are you sitting comfortably?"
"You would destroy London?" The Zygon asked her human counterpart.
"To save the world?" Kate countered, "Yes, I would."
"You're bluffing," the Zygon Kate dismissed.
"You really think so?" Kate retorted, "Somewhere in your memory is a man called Brigadier Alistair Gordon Lethbridge-Stewart. I'm his daughter."
"'Science leads,' Kate," they suddenly heard the Eleventh Doctor remind her, "Is that what you meant? Is this what your father meant?"
"Yeah, is that what you meant when you first met us during the Year of the Slow Invasion?" They suddenly heard the Fifth Rose ask her.
"Doctor?" Kate called out to the Time Lord, "Rose?"
"Space-Time Telegraph, Kate," the Eleventh Doctor explained from a device in the room, "A gift from me to your father. Hotline straight to the TARDIS."
"We know about the Black Archive, and we know about the security protocol," the Eleventh Doctor went on from the TARDIS as he and the Fifth Rose were standing in front of one of the console's panels, "Kate, please… Please, tell me you are not about to do something unbelievably stupid!"
"He's right, Kate," the Fifth Rose said, agreeing with her husband, "Think this through. There's always another way."
"I'm sorry, Doctor and Rose," they heard Kate say from their end of the Space-Time Telegraph, "Switch it off."
As soon as Kate ordered that, McGillop began to head towards their side of the Space-Time Telegraph to turn it off.
"Not as sorry as you will be," the Tenth Doctor stated as he headed over to the other side of the TARDIS' console from his next incarnation and the Fifth Rose, "This is not a decision you will ever be able to live with!"
"He's right," the Third Rose said, agreeing with her Doctor as she approached the side of the console that he was standing at with a serious expression on her face, "A choice like this, it'll stay with you forever. Don't let it define you."
As they finished speaking, the Tenth Doctor and the Third Rose looked over towards the Eleventh Doctor and the Fifth Rose when the TARDIS suddenly rocked and shuddered.
"Kate!" The Eleventh Doctor called out to Kate with the Space-Time Telegraph as the Tenth Doctor and the Third Rose walked back towards the ship's doorway, "Argh! We're trying to bring the TARDIS in." He then moved a few of the TARDIS' switches, only for them to not work, "Why can't we land?"
"I said switch it off," Kate ordered McGillop again.
"No, Kate, please, just listen to me!" The Eleventh Doctor pleaded with Kate when their side of the Space-Time Telegraph's signal went dead.
"The Tower of London," the Tenth Doctor muttered as he now had his arms crossed with the Third Rose standing next to him, "Totally TARDIS-proof."
"Clever design… but not exactly convenient when you need to fix things, is it?" The Third Rose remarked as she tilted her head again with a flicker of curiosity in her expression.
"How can they do that?" Clara asked them with confusion on her face.
"Exactly, Clara," Jack scoffed, agreeing with the Gallifreyan schoolteacher, "Back when I dealt with UNIT, they were all about clever tricks like this, TARDIS-proofing the Tower of London. Never understood why they made things harder for themselves. Typical UNIT thinking."
"Yeah, I get what TARDIS-proofing is, but why?" Sydney asked his parents as he crossed his arms with a frown on his face, "Of all the things to block, they choose the TARDIS, the one thing that could actually help them in a crisis."
"Alien technology plus human stupidity," the Eleventh Doctor explained, "Trust me, it's unbeatable."
"Unbeatable, sure, but it's also predictable, isn't it?" The Fifth Rose said, agreeing with him, her tone thoughtful yet tinged with dry humour, "You'd think they'd stop shooting themselves in the foot by now."
"And I've tried to convince them to get rid of the TARDIS-proofing ever since I joined UNIT in 2011, but no luck," Jenny added as she rolled her eyes with a frustrated sigh, "It's like talking to a brick wall."
"We don't need to land," the War Doctor told them.
"Yeah, we do, a tiny bit," the Tenth Doctor argued, "Try and keep up."
"He's right," the Third Rose said, agreeing with her Doctor, "We need to land in the Tower of London if we're going to stop the Zygons, that's where it has to happen."
"No, we don't. We don't. There is another way," the War Doctor explained as he walked around the console and between Clara, Sydney, Jenny, Jack, the Eleventh Doctor and the Fifth Rose before he picked up the stasis cube from the console with his left hand, "'Cup-a-Soup!'" The Eleventh Doctor and the Fifth Rose looked over at the Tenth Doctor and the Third Rose as they approached them as they smiled at each other before the Eleventh Doctor and the Fifth Rose looked back at the War Doctor, "What is Cup-a-Soup?"
"That's brilliant," the Fifth Rose said with a genuine smile on her face, "Absolutely brilliant."
About a few hours ago in the Eleventh Doctor and the Fifth Rose's timeline, they along with Clara, Sydney, Jenny, Kate, Osgood and McGillop were standing within the main gallery of the National Gallery and the painting of Gallifrey Falls.
"What happened?" The Eleventh Doctor asked Kate.
"Like he said, what's the situation?" The Fifth Rose said, agreeing with her husband.
"Easier to show you," Kate told them.
"Yeah, Mum and Dad, it's best if you both see it for yourselves," Jenny said, agreeing with her.
"Then lead the way," Sydney urged them.
With that said, Kate and Jenny led the Eleventh Doctor, the Fifth Rose, Sydney and Clara from the gallery. McGillop made his way to follow them, but stopped when his phone suddenly rang. He grabbed his phone from his pocket with his right hand and turned around as he walked away from the painting.
"McGillop," McGillop said, answering his phone as he placed it over his right ear as Osgood followed the others from the gallery.
The Eleventh Doctor was standing at the TARDIS' open door and using its phone as it travelled through space, while his previous incarnation, along with both Roses, Sydney and Jenny were working on the TARDIS' controls behind him.
"Take a look at your phone and confirm who you're talking to," the Eleventh Doctor ordered McGillop.
Back a few hours prior in 2013 within the National Gallery, McGillop quickly removed his phone away from his right ear and looked at the screen of the phone and saw the ID on the phone's screen.
"But that's not possible," McGillop said with confusion on his face as he placed his phone back over his right ear and looked back at the Gallifrey Falls painting, "I was just…"
"You were just talking to me and Rose," the Eleventh Doctor finished for him.
"I know. I'm a time traveller and so is Rose. Figure it out," the Eleventh Doctor went on from the TARDIS as the Fifth Rose, Clara, Sydney, Jenny and the War Doctor looked at him before he walked back over to the ship's doorway, "I need you to send the Gallifrey Falls painting to the Black Archive."
"Understood?" The Eleventh Doctor asked McGillop from the scientist's phone.
"Understood, sir," McGillop replied as he continued to look at the Gallifrey Falls painting, "But why would I take it there?"
Back in the Black Archive, the countdown was now at 2:58 as Kate and her Zygon counterpart continued to speak to each other at the table they were sitting at.
"One word from you would cancel the countdown," Zygon Kate told her human counterpart.
"Quite so," Kate confirmed as McGillop walked back over behind her.
"It's keyed to your voice print," Zygon Kate stated.
"And mine alone," Kate added.
"Not anymore," Zygon Kate argued before she turned towards the countdown device and faced it, "Cancel the detonation!"
"Countermanded!" Kate ordered the countdown device as she and her Zygon counterpart both stood back up.
"Cancel the detonation!" Zygon Kate told the countdown device.
"Countermanded!" Kate yelled at the countdown device again.
"We only have to agree to live," Zygon Kate told her human counterpart as they turned back around towards each other again.
"Sadly, we can only agree to die," Kate argued.
"Please, Doctor, and Rose, please save us," Osgood muttered under her breath as she closed her eyes and stepped away from Kate and the table, "Please save us, please save us, please save us…"
Unbeknownst to her, the painting of Gallifrey Falls was resting upwards on the floor behind her.
Within the Gallifrey Falls painting on one of the streets of Arcadia and where earlier it had only been the War Doctor standing there, now the Tenth Doctor and the Eleventh Doctor stood beside him as both Roses stood next to their respective Doctors. A Dalek suddenly came up behind them, causing them to turn around and aim their sonic screwdrivers at the Dalek.
"Exterminate!" The Dalek exclaimed as it continued to glide towards the three Doctors and the two Roses when they suddenly fired their screwdrivers at it, causing it to scream as it began to roll backwards and through the glass.
Back inside the Black Archive, the Dalek from the Gallifrey Falls painting suddenly crashed through the glass of the painting and exploded as it landed on the floor.
Back inside the painting, the three Doctors and the two Roses all strode through the city of Arcadia, following the path of the Dalek with explosions behind them. The Doctors and Roses then strode into the Black Archive and up to the table. As the three Doctors and the two Roses reached the table, Clara, Sydney, Jenny and Jack all peered out from the painting.
"Hello," the War Doctor greeted both Kates.
"I'm the Doctor," the Tenth Doctor introduced himself.
"And I'm his wife, Rose Smith," the Third Rose added, introducing herself to both Kates as well.
"Sorry about the Dalek," the Eleventh Doctor apologised to both Kates.
"Yeah, we didn't mean to bring the chaos here," the Fifth Rose said, agreeing with her Doctor with a soft expression on her face, "But you know us, always cleaning up messes, even when we're the ones who bring them."
"Also the showing-off," Clara added as the destroyed Dalek sparked with electricity for a split second.
"She's got a point," Sydney chuckled, agreeing with his girlfriend, "Showing off is practically a family trait. Guess I'm guilty by association."
"Same here," Jenny said, agreeing with her brother, "Dad's flair for dramatics at times? Definitely inherited that one."
"So this is the famous Black Archive," Jack said as he took a step forward and looked around the room with a low whistle, "Gotta admit, it's impressive. But compared to the Torchwood Archive back at the hub? This place feels like a museum, clean, cold, and a little too quiet."
"Kate Lethbridge-Stewart, what in the name of sanity are you doing?" The Eleventh Doctor asked the Zygon Kate, thinking she was the real Kate as he walked up to her.
"We heard you talking about nuking the planet to stop the Zygons," the Fifth Rose added as she stepped forward towards her and stood next to her Doctor with her expression having a mix of concern and conviction on it, "That's reckless at best and devastating at worst. There's always a better way."
"The countdown can only be halted at my personal command," Kate told both Gallifreyans as she looked at them, "There's nothing either of you can do."
"Except make you both agree to halt it," the Tenth Doctor stated as he walked over towards Kate.
"He's right," the Third Rose said, agreeing with him as she walked towards Kate and stood beside her Doctor and looked at both Kate and her Zygon counterpart, "The only way this ends is if you both do what he says and agree to stop the detonation. There's no other option."
"Not even for five of you," Kate told them.
"You're about to murder millions of people," the War Doctor stated as he stepped forward as Clara crossed her arms behind him as she stood next to Sydney, Jenny and Jack.
"To save billions," Kate added, "How many times have you made that calculation, Doctor?"
"Once," the Eleventh Doctor answered, "It turned me into the man I am now. I'm not even sure who that is any more."
"And since the end of the Time War, he's carried the weight of that choice," the Fifth Rose added with an expression of empathy on her face, "I've tried to help him move past it, to remind him who he is beneath all of that pain. But even I've faced moments since then on our adventures that have left their mark on me, moments that have made me more like him than I ever expected. That weight changes you, Kate. Don't let it do the same to you."
"You tell yourself it's justified, but it's a lie," the Tenth Doctor said as he walked over to the front of the table with the Third Rose following him before he placed his hands over the table and leaned over towards both Kates, "Because what I did that day was wrong. Just wrong."
"And I made him a promise, to share that burden with him," the Third Rose added as she crossed her arms, her tone steady but tinged with emotion, "But even shared, it's a weight no one should have to carry."
As the Tenth Doctor and the Third Rose finished speaking, the War Doctor looked around and saw the Bad Wolf standing behind and next to him slightly. He then looked at the other Doctors and both Roses before he looked back to where the Bad Wolf was standing to see that she had vanished and that Clara was standing there with Sydney, Jenny and Jack.
"And because I got it wrong, we're going to make you get it right," the Eleventh Doctor said as he and the Tenth Doctor pulled two wheeled chairs from either side of the table and stopped them on the side of the table across from both Kates before they sat down on the chairs with both Roses following their respective Doctors before they stood next to them.
"How?" Kate asked them as both Doctors propped their feet on the table as they crossed their arms across their chests at the same time.
"Any second now, you're going to stop that countdown," the Tenth Doctor told both Kates before he pointed at them with his right hand's index finger, "Both of you, together."
"Then you're going to negotiate the most perfect treaty of all time," the Eleventh Doctor added as the Zygon Kate placed her hands over her hips.
"It's not just about treaties or negotiations," the Fifth Rose stated as she crossed her arms, "It's about doing what's right for everyone, not just for your side or theirs. You both know what that means. Time to act on it."
"And if you think we'll stand by and let you mess it up, think again," the Third Rose added, "You've got the five of us, three Doctors and two Roses, and we're not letting you back down from doing what's right."
"Which means there'll be safeguards all round," the Tenth Doctor stated as he leaned his head towards his next incarnation's head, "Completely fair on both sides."
"And the key to perfect negotiation…" The Eleventh Doctor began to say.
"Not knowing what side you're on," the Tenth Doctor finished for him before they both pushed their chairs away from the table and stood back up.
"So, for the next few hours, until we decide to let you out…" The Eleventh Doctor began to say as he, the Tenth Doctor, the Fifth Rose and the Third Rose all pulled their sonic screwdrivers out from their jackets' pockets with the Tenth Doctor giving his a toss.
"No one in this room will be able to remember if they're human…" the Tenth Doctor began to add.
"Or Zygon," the Eleventh Doctor, the Fifth Rose and the Third Rose finished for him.
"Whoops-a-daisy!" The Tenth Doctor exclaimed as he jumped onto the table.
The Eleventh Doctor then leaped onto the table as well as they along with both Roses aimed their screwdrivers upwards as they activated them as they began to use them on the memory filter. The War Doctor then pulled his screwdriver out and pulled down its activation switch. After a few seconds, the filter began to break down in sparks.
"Cancel the detonation!" Both Kates ordered as they gave in with mere seconds left on the clock before it stopped at five seconds.
"Peace in our time," the Eleventh Doctor muttered to himself as the three Doctors and two Roses deactivated their screwdrivers.
"Let's hope this peace doesn't end up like how the Munich Agreement did, words without substance can cost millions of lives," the Fifth Rose said, agreeing with her Doctor, "If this is going to last, it needs to be real. No false promises this time."
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