Rose? You said... when things settled down. Well. Do you want to have that talk?

Since she'd communicated with McShane, Rose, and the other Doctor, Lynda returned to the observation deck. She began pacing nervously. She still didn't understand any of this, but- she glanced out the window overlooking the Earth- it didn't seem like she had much of a choice ( Read more... )

Hello? My name's Lynda Moss, I'm on the Gamestation, orbiting Earth.

Is anyone there...?

Rose was in the kitchen of Sarah Jane's, a cup of tea on the table in front of her as she sat there, thinking. Anyone who came in would have fully thought she was in some sort of trance, not moving and hardly blinking. But no, she was just off in her own little world, thinking about everything that had gone on.

Reinette had taken to walking.

It occured to her, as they settled into Sarah Jane's home, just how much time she had spent hiding away. The exact remainder of the time not spent saving the world, to be exact. All in fear that more might be seen, than she would wish. Now, in a new place and renewed time, Reinette could not stop walking. Walking ( Read more... )

Hey, Doctor, I think it's storytime now.

Erm...Doctor?

Well, the Ninth one, I mean?

'm not. Figured I should tell you before you get your panties in a twist now that all this is over.

The TARDIS drifted. It was a good thing, the Doctor had decided, give the old girl a bit of a rest, there were a couple checks she wanted to run. And so they drifted ( Read more... )

'Sup ( Read more... )

Catherine had deliberately chosen to remain behind. When they landed, she took one look at what was left of San Francisco--her city, her home--on the scanner, and she knew she just couldn't bear to see it in person. Couldn't bear to go scouring through dusty destroyed remnants of what had been her house ( Read more... )