*The air crackles. Lightning streaks through the room and a rushing wind whips around the TARDIS. A portal opens in mid-air and two bodies fall out of it and land in a heap on the floor. Eight struggles out from under Five and stands up*
Well, that was uncomfortable.
thebeigeone and I have just returned from our adventure courtesy of the time trees! I'm sorry to say this, but Tegan, you cannot marry Fitz. If you do, your children will create a temporal paradox, triggering a chain reaction and wiping out the entire 20th century!
The wedding must be called off at once!