Before we get underway with this chapter I would like you to meet someone...

Introducing...

Amy Adams as the Eleventh Stone

*Evil laughs* I've had this in the plans for a LONG time, it's why we haven't had an update on the Parallel Series in a while because I had to get to this point here before I could release anything else for that because of the timelines... Sadly there is no Eleven popping up so I'm sorry about that, he's with Araya no doubt causing havoc somewhere. It's just the good old Stone.

This is something I've been looking forward to since day one of planning this fic which just shows how long it's been in the process of being made. Just a word of warning if you haven't read up to the latest fic of the Parallel Series you may get a bit confused so I recommend at least reading the interlude that rolls into this one. Without further ado, it's cross over time!

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The Protector sat in the comfort of her room, a small fireplace the TARDIS had created for her crackled now and then while the orange glow reflected on her face as she stared back into it. The light bounced off her eyes while making them shine brightly.

She'd be lying if she said she was okay after what had happened. She was unsettled and honestly ashamed of herself. Ashamed she allowed the creatures to even come into existence and even more ashamed that she allowed herself to become so petty because of the Doctor.

She let herself be pulled into his games and it put the Universe at risk, that was what she was the most annoyed at. She would never admit it to anyone but she was becoming more like him as each day went by. More careless and less caring.

It was terrifying.

The Time Lady sighed in frustration and tore her eyes away from the dancing flames to look at her chest of draws, she smiled slightly at the photo frames sitting atop it. While she had no physical photos of Gallifrey, the TARDIS used her memories to create picture frames. The Protector's eyes fell on one of a young girl who almost looked like a spitting image of her third body, smiling brightly in an Academy uniform which fitted perfectly, maybe a little too perfectly for a first-year student but then again the young girl's grandparents wouldn't have expected anything less than perfect.

It was with that thought the Protector frowned again and the shame she had felt minutes before bubbled back up inside her. She knew if not only her parents but the rest of the Time Lords could see her now they'd mock her and laugh, not just for her cowardice months ago but also the predicament she now found herself in.

It was almost karma.

The Protector hung her head after having to pull her eyes away from the photo, she was only making things worse for herself after attempting to seek comfort. Comfort she would never find, the Time Lords were gone with the only other one alive an egotistical big-eared idiot whom she despised.

Why did it have to be him who survived? She would have preferred almost anyone else but him.

With that thought rattling around in her head the Protector left her room, heading to the console.

×××

She had only just arrived before the Doctor was piloting the TARDIS to wherever he had decided to take them next. She clutched onto the console beside Rose as the space and time machine jolted back and forth in its flight, the Doctor narrowed his eyes slightly at the scanner in front of him and pulled a nearby lever which resulted in the TARDIS shaking again.

"What's the emergency?" Rose asked.

"It's mauve." The Protector replied, looking over the other Time Lord's shoulder after somehow managing to make her way around the console. No wonder she almost fell flat on her face when entering the console room.

"Mauve?" Rose repeated with a frown while she looked around the rotor.

"The universally recognised colour for danger." The Doctor answered.

Rose frowned. "What happened to red?"

"That's just humans. By everyone else's standards, red's camp." The Protector snorted at the Doctors answer before rolling her eyes as the Time Lord continued to talk. "Oh, the misunderstandings. All those red alerts, all that dancing. It's got a very basic flight computer. I've hacked in, slaved the TARDIS. Where it goes, we go."

"And that's safe, is it?" Rose asked.

"Totally."

The Protector shook her head as the TARDIS made a loud bang and spark which caused Rose to shriek

"Okay, reasonably." He added. "Should have said reasonably there. No, no, no, no!" He then cried out as the image on the screen. It showed the capsule he was following was getting away. "It's jumping time tracks, getting away from us."

"What exactly is this thing?" Rose asked.

"No idea."

"Then why are we chasing it?"

"It's mauve and dangerous, and about thirty seconds from the centre of London." He replied following it as best as he could.

"Hold on." The Protector cut in, pointing at the screen, seeing a very familiar blue box move from out of sight on the left of the screen to take over the TARDIS as it were. "Thats-"

"That's a TARDIS." He cut in and glanced at the Time Lady beside him while frowning.

"But-" Rose frowned. "But you said they were all gone?"

"And they were." The Doctor nodded in confirmation. "But apparently there is a TARDIS and it's following that signal and it's disguised as a police telephone box."

"It can't be you two from the future can it?" Rose asked in thought as the two Time Lords followed the blue box through time and space. "Like something happens on our way and the future Doctor and Protector go to finish the job?"

"No." The Protector shook her head. "If it was us it would be incredibly stupid to show up in view of ourselves." She answered before pausing for a moment. "Actually that's something the Doctor would probably do so I wouldn't put it past him."

The Doctor glared at her for that remark before pulling a lever, causing the TARDIS to jolt suddenly before it landed.

A moment later the Doctor was at the doors and exited the box. He stepped out into a dark alleyway.

"Do you know how long you can knock around space without happening to bump into Earth?" THe asked casually, glancing behind to look at Rose.

"Five days?" Rose guessed. "Or is that just when we're out of milk?"

The Doctor sighed. "Of all the species in all the Universe and it has to come out of a cow."

The Protector shook her head and rolled her eyes at the Time Lords response. "Must have come down somewhere quite close." She frowned slightly. "At least a mile from here, couldn't have been more than a few weeks ago," she paused in thought, her frown deepening, "possibly a month..."

"A month?" Rose frowned at her. "We were right behind it."

"And then we weren't." The Protector nodded. "That other TARDIS wouldn't have followed it to a month ago. If anything it should appear sometime now..." She frowned. "I just wonder who it is inside because whoever it is I have to applaud them for figuring out how to fly a TARDIS without a Time Lord. It's a miracle the Doctor can fly her without ripping a hole in the Universe."

"Oi!" He huffed in response. "I fly her fantastically!"

"You leave the brakes on."

The Time Lord narrowed his eyes while Rose pulled the pair away from their bickering with a question: "So what's the plan, then? Are you going to do a scan for alien tech or something, find that TARDIS and then find that machine?"

"Rose, it hit the middle of London with a very loud bang. I'm going to ask." The Doctor groaned at her. "As for that TARDIS, best to wait for it to just pop up, can't be that good of a driver if they're getting here after us."

The Protector snorted and shook her head. "Whoever they are, I guarantee they're a better driver than you."

The Doctor grumbled at the remark as Rose cut in. "Not very Spock, is it, just asking."

"Door, music, people. What do you think?" He nodded at a door with light coming out of the cracks and music being blasted out.

"I think you should do a scan for alien tech," Rose replied. "Give me some Spock, for once. Would it kill you?"

The Protector shook her head at the blonde as the Doctor used his sonic to open the door before he nodded at Rose's Union Jack top. "Are you sure about that t-shirt?"

"Too early to say." She hummed. "I'm taking it out for a spin."

"Personally I think it's a bit risky." The Time Lady shrugged.

"Come on if you're coming. It won't take a minute." He headed inside.

The Protector ignored the Doctor and frowned at a young child standing on a nearby roof. "Somehow I don't think he's supposed to be up there."

"Oh my god." Rose gasped, turning around and looking up at the building the Protector was looking at. "He could fall!"

The Protector nodded as the boy called out: "Mummy?"

"Are you all right up there?" Rose called out as she and the Protector ran up a metal fire escape staircase to the roof.

"Mummy?" The boy called out again.

"We'll help you find her." The Protector reassured him and frowned as a rope dangled in front of her.

"We can climb up with it!" Rose took the rope and pulled on it slightly before beginning to climb.

"I don't think that's wise." The Protector muttered and sighed when the blonde ignored her. 

"Mummy. Balloon!" The boy pointed. The Protector sighed shaking her head as Rose began to slowly drift away. They both looked up seeing the rope was attached to a barrage balloon.

"Oh, Rassilon." The Protector grumbled before she backed up a few steps and ran towards the rope, launching at it and grabbling on, her feet dangling in the air as Rose's eyes widened and she swung. "Protector!" She screamed.

"I'm fine." The Time Lady huffed as she pulled herself up slightly, she ducked her head as Rose's legs dangled in the air. "Stop swinging for me!" She snapped, you'll poke my eye out."

"I'm not trying to!" She screamed back. "We're in the air!"

The Protector laughed, looking out into the sky and watching explosions appear all over London. "I think the Doctor was right about the shirt."

Rose playfully killed the Time Lady. "Oi!" The Protector glared at her. "What did I just say about kicking my eye out."

Rose laughed. "How the hell are we getting out of this?"

The Time Lady frowned thoughtfully. "That I haven't thought of yet."

×××

The Doctor looked around in confusion when he left the bar and went back into the alleyway, the Protector or Rose nowhere in sight. A cat meowed and the Doctor walked over to it. "You know, one day, just one day, maybe, I'm going to meet someone who gets the whole don't wander off thing." He shook his head. "Nine hundred years of phone box-" he stopped and turned around when a telephone rang, more specifically a telephone connected to a police telephone box from the 1960s that was no there when he exited his TARDIS,

The Doctor looked too and from the TARDIS parked behind him and his TARDIS and the cat sat on the wooden barrel.

He turned around again, hearing a door open and a ginger woman wearing a black beanie and clothes nowhere near from this time period stepped outside. She was instead wearing a black top, a long, knee-length black cardigan, black boots with a small heel and of course the black beanie. The Doctor's eyes widened as she glanced at him without a care for a moment before opening the small door to the telephone facing her TARDIS.

"Well that's odd..." She frowned looking at the phone curiously as it kept ringing.

Another woman's voice echoed through the alley: "Don't answer it. It's not for you." She told the ginger.

The ginger woman smiled and looked at the young woman with brown hair who had called to her. "It's probably just my idiot husband." She shook her head. "Trust me you may think, why is her husband ringing a police telephone box but honesty when you get the context you'd understand." She frowned. "Although this isn't my TARDIS..." She trailed off and stared at the Doctor who was now staring back at her.

"Wait-" he said as he stared at her. "Who are you?"

The ginger blinked for a moment, almost snapping out of a daze and her eyes widened as she put the pieces together and swallowed hard. "Oh dear..."

"I'm telling you," the woman from before cut in seeing the woman had not put down the phone, "don't answer it."

"Well, if you know so much, tell me this." The Doctor began before he questioned her: "How can it be ringing? It's not even a real phone. It's not connected-" he stopped talking when the ginger woman chuckled and shook her head.

"Trust me, I've been trying to fix the bloody thing ever since my Doctor broke it." She smiled slightly.

"Your Doctor?" The Doctor frowned curiously as he narrowed his eyes at her. "You're from my future?"

"I thought you might have at least been able to guess who I am." She tilted her head ever so slightly. "It's nice to finally meet your ninth self in the flesh though." She smiled warmly at him.

The Doctor frowned, she wasn't the Protector, he was sure of that, she was being far too nice, but the way she held herself and spoke, she was a Time Lady he was sure of that, but the question was, which one? "Who are you?" He asked.

The ginger frowned for a moment before shrugging. "The Stone." She held her hand out to him. "The Eleventh to be exact, well, technically the Twelfth but there were some issues, your fault though."

The Doctor's frown deepened. "Who?"

The Time Lady stared at him as she took in his confused face. "What do you mean who?"

"Exactly that." He shrugged. "I don't know anyone who calls themselves 'the Stone'."

"So you're not my Doctor..." She swallowed hard. "Don't tell me, Parallel Universe... again" She sighed and closed her eyes. "I thought I was over this with Rita." She groaned. "Please don't tell me, I'm going to pop up somehow, I really don't have the time for that today."

"Who?" He questioned.

"Long story." She waved a hand before looking at the phone which was still ringing. "More importantly at the moment..." She trailed off, staring at it for a moment before picking it up. "Hello?"

"Mummy?" The voice of a child came through, causing the Time Lady to frown even more. "Mummy?"

"Well, you're not my daughter because you are a boy and you sound absolutely nothing like Araya." The Stone narrowed her eyes. "So who is this?"

"Mummy?"

The Doctor grabbed the phone. "How did you ring here?" He asked as the Stone huffed slightly at his rudeness. "This isn't a real phone."

"Mummy?" The call cut out and the Doctor looked at the Stone. "Did you put my friend in your TARDIS?"

"Your friend?" She frowned. "Who are...?"

"Rose." He said before adding in a slightly duller tone. "Oh, and the Protector."

"Rose!" The Time Lady grinned. "And who?" The Stone then frowned before she shook her head. "Never mind."

The Doctor and the Stone heard a woman shouting and quickly ran over to a fence, the Doctor climbed onto a dustbin and peaked over the wall to see a small family walk into an air raid shelter.

"So there isn't a me in this Universe." The Stone muttered with a frown. "Whose the Protector?"

"An annoying Time Lady who set it as her mission to annoy me and make my life hell until death."

"Why?" The Stone frowned and gave him a pointed look. "What did you do now?"

"Me?" The Doctor chuckled in disbelief, his voice growing in pitch at the accusation. "Did your Doctor not tell you or did the Time War never happen?"

"Oh..." The Stone whispered as she swallowed hard. "That."

She should have known, he was in his Ninth body after all and then she wondered just how soon after the war was it for him.

"So it did?" He questioned.

"Yeah." She slowly nodded. "It happened. Just like you, I ran away"

"I didn't run away." The Doctor snapped.

"I may have never met this you in my Universe but I still know you, Doctor, you one hundred percent ran away, in my universe we're best friends so don't try and lie to me."

The Doctor's frown grew as he ignored her. "I wouldn't take you to be the running away type."

The Stone smiled. "Trust me, ever since we found the TARDIS, me and my Doctor have been running nonstop."

The Doctor raised a brow. "You and your Doctor seem close."

She shrugged casually "Well, we are United."

"United?" The Doctor raised a brow.

"Oh, Time Lords don't get united in this universe?"  She shook her head. "Married then." She waved a hand. "I've been best friends with you  since we met in the Academy."

"Right..." The Doctor nodded, trying to wrap his head around everything the Time Lady had said.

The two watched as the young woman from before quietly snuck into the back garden of the family who had entered the shelter. She made her way across the garden and into the back door.

×××

The Protector yelped when Rose accidentally kicked her in the face as they flew across London, dangling from a barrage balloon. "This wasn't exactly the best of ideas!" The Time Lady shouted.

"I see that now!" Rose shouted back in reply before yelping as she lost her grip for a moment before tightly grabbing on again.

×××

The Doctor and the Stone quietly watched as the young woman made her way to the front of the house after raiding the kitchen cupboards she whistled loudly and a moment later a young boy turned up. "Many kids out there?" She asked.

"Yes, miss."

The boy ran off and got his friends before returning to the house, the two Time Lords followed the children in while the young woman went to wash her hands.

×××

The Protector's eyes widened as Rose lost her grip on the rope and let out a high-pitched scream as she fell towards the ground. "Rose!"

"Okay, okay, I've got you." A voice spoke up as a beam appeared, stopping Rose from falling.

"Who's got me?" Rose asked. "And you know, how?"

"I'm just programming your descent pattern." The male, American voice replied. "Keep as still as you can and keep your hands and feet inside the light field, your friend can also drop as well if she likes."

The Protector raised a brow before letting go of the balloon only to fall into the beam of light and stop.

"Wait, descent pattern?" The Protector frowned.

"And could you switch off your cell phone?" The voice asked, ignoring the Time Lady's question. Rose raised a brow. "No, seriously, it interferes with my instrument"

"You know, no one ever believes that," Rose muttered while turning her phone off

"Thank you. That's much better."

Rose rolled her eyes. "Oh, yeah, that's a real load off, that is. I'm hanging in the sky in the middle of a German air raid with the Union Jack across my chest, but hey, my mobile phone's off."

The Protector snorted and the voice replied. "Be with you in a moment." A second later the voice came back. "Hold tight!"

"To what?" Rose asked while the Protector smirked at the next words:

"Fair point."

A moment later Rose found herself falling into a man's arms. "I've got you." His American accent came through crystal clear. "You're fine, you're just fine. The tractor beam, it can scramble your head just a little."

"Hello." Rose blinked up at him.

"Hello."

"Hello!" They both turned to look at the Time Lady stood with her arms crossed, watching them, looking slightly amused.

"Are you all right?" The man questioned, cautiously watching Rose.

"Fine." She slowly nodded, and the Protector frowned, she was definitely blinking way too much to be 'fine'.

"Why, are you expecting me to faint or something?" Rose asked.

"You look a little dizzy."

"What about you?" She asked. "You're not even in focus..." She said before falling into his arms.

The Protector raised her brows. "I expected that."

"What about you?" The man asked, setting Rose into a nearby bunker to rest. "Are you going to faint as well, Raven?

The Protector shook her head. "I'm used to beams like that. That's nothing to me." She narrowed her eyes. "And it's pronounced, 'the Protector'."

"I prefer Raven." He smirked.

×××

"It's got to be black market. You couldn't get all this on coupons." One of the boys stated as he shoved food onto his plate.

"Ernie, how many times?" The woman rolled her eyes. "We are guests in this house. We will not make comments of that kind. Washing up."

"Oh, Nancy." He complained.

Nancy looked at the young boy next to Ernie. "Haven't seen you at one of these before."

"He told me about it." He nodded at the boy next to him.

"Sleeping rough?"

"Yes, miss." He nodded.

"All right, then." She picked up the plate of beef. "One slice each, and I want to see everyone chewing properly." She handed the plate to one of the children who began to pass it around.

"Thank you, miss." One of the children smiled as they stabbed a slice of beef with their fork before placing it on their plate.

"Thanks, miss." Ernie nodded.

"Thank you miss."

Next was the Doctor, who grinned as he took two pieces. "Thanks, miss!"

All the children stood up as the Stone tried to hide the smile on her lips. He was definitely an incarnation of her husband alright.

"It's all right. Everybody stay where you are!" Nancy ordered the children.

"Good here, innit?" He looked at the ginger next to him. "You got the salt?"

"Back in your seats." Nancy ordered. "They shouldn't be here either."

"So, you lot, what's the story?"

"What do you mean?"

"You're homeless, right? Living rough?"

"Why do you want to know that? Are you a copper?"

The Stone snorted. "Oh, he's worse than a copper." She shook her head. "He's an idiot."

"Oi!"

The Time Lady shrugged. "Sorry sweetheart but you are."

He narrowed his eyes at her before he blinked as the nickname sunk in and looked at the child. "Of course, I'm not a copper. What's a copper going to do with you lot anyway? Arrest you for starving? I make it 1941. You lot shouldn't even be in London. You should've been evacuated to the country by now."

"I was evacuated." A boy a few seats down spoke up. "Sent me to a farm."

"So why'd you come back?" The Stone questioned.

"There was a man there."

"Yeah, same with Ernie. Two homes ago."

"Shut up. It's better on the streets anyway. It's better food."

"Yeah. Nancy always gets the best food for us."

"So, that's what you do, is it, Nancy?" The Doctor asked.

"What is?"

"As soon as the sirens go, you find a big fat family meal still warm on the table with everyone down in the air raid shelter and bingo! Feeding frenzy for the homeless kids of London Town. Puddings for all, as long as the bombs don't get you."

"Something wrong with that?" She asked.

"Wrong with it?" He snorted. "It's brilliant! I'm not sure if it's Marxism in action or a West End musical."

"Why'd you two follow me?" She asked them. "What do you want?"

"I want to know my telephone got a call from a child that definitely did not have my number." She crossed her arms. "You warned me before. You seem to be the one to ask."

"I did you a favour. I told you not to answer it, that's all I'm telling you."

"Alright." She shrugged.

"And I want to find a blonde in a Union Jack." The Doctor cut in. "I mean a specific one. I didn't just wake up this morning with a craving. Anybody seen a girl like that?"

Nancy took the Doctor's plate away making him frown. "What have I done wrong?"

"You took two slices." She stated. "No blondes, no flags. Anything else before you leave?"

The Stone snorted before quieting as he answered: "Yeah, there is actually. Thanks for asking. Something I've been looking for. Would've fallen from the sky about a month ago, but not a bomb. Not the usual kind, anyway. Wouldn't have exploded. Probably would have just buried itself in the ground somewhere, and it would have looked something like this." He held up a rough sketch of the craft.

"Mummy?" They heard a quiet, child-like voice call from outside. "Are you in there, mummy?"

The Doctor and the Stone both looked out of the window, their eyes instantly spotting a young boy wearing a gas mask.

"Mummy?"

"Who was the last one in?"

"Them." The boy next to the Doctor nodded.

"No, they came round the back. Who came in the front?"

"Me." The child next to the Stone spoke up.

"Did you close the door?"

"Er..."

"Did you close the door?" She repeated.

"Mummy?" The boy called. Nancy quickly stood, running out into the hallway. The Stone followed with the Doctor seconds behind her.

"What's this, then?" The Doctor asked. "It's never easy being the only child left out in the cold, you know."

"I suppose you'd know."

"Yes." The Doctor and the Stone answered simultaneously, they both turned to look at each other, a slightly shocked look on the Doctor's face. The Time Lady lowered her gaze for a moment and the Doctor frowned at her curiously.

"It's not exactly a child," Nancy said.

"Mummy?" The child called.

The Stone raised a brow as she turned towards the dining room door.

"Right, everybody out." Nancy began to order the children. "Across the back garden and under the fence." She huffed when none of them made any attempt to leave. "Now!" She snapped at them. "Go! Move!"

The children began to grab at their coats and flee the house. The Time Lady watched as Nancy knelt to a young girl who looked around four years old. "Come on, baby, we've got to go, all right?" She spoke softly to the girl. "It's just like a game. Just like chasing. Take your coat, go on." She encouraged, the girl nodded, smiling as she took the coat off the back of the chair she was sitting on and left the dining room.

The Doctor turned to look at the Time Lady only to frown, he spun around in confusion before exiting the dining room with Nancy. "Mummy?" The young boy continued to call. "Mummy? Please let me in, mummy. Please let me in, mummy."

The Stone fought hard against her parental urge to open the door for the boy as she knelt in front of the front door and jumped back slightly when a tiny hand poked through the letter box.

"Are you hurt?" She questioned gently, her eyes spotting the small cut on the back of his hand.

"Please let me in." He begged.

The Time Lady's head snapped back to the direction a vase had been thrown from a moment after it collided with the bottom of the door, only just missing the letter box and the hand. "You mustn't let him touch you!"

"He's a child!" The Stone snapped angrily. "He's scared!"

"What happens if he touches us?" The Doctor questioned.

"He'll make you like him."

The Stone crossed her arms as she stood and walked over to Nancy. "And what's he like?"

She shook her head. "I've got to go."

"Nancy, what's he like?" The Doctor asked.

She sighed deeply before looking at the Time Lords. "He's empty."

The Stone raised her eyebrows curiously at the young woman's reply.

The trio all turned their heads to a telephone as it rang, echoing in the now silent room.

"It's him," Nancy told them. "He can make phones ring. He can. Just like with that police box, you saw." She nodded at them.

The Stone watched curiously as the Doctor picked up the handset of the phone. "Are you my mummy?" A child's voice echoed down the phone.

Quickly without saying a word Nancy snatched the phone from the Doctor and placed it back on the hook.

The radio then started up in the dining room, crackling before the same child's voice spoke again: "Mummy? Please let me in, mummy."

The Doctor and the Stone promptly spun around as a clockwork monkey started up, the child's voice coming through that: "Mummy, mummy, mummy."

"Okay..." The Stone swallowed hard, stepping away from the monkey ever so slightly. "Somehow I don't think he's just a child now."

"You stay if you want to," Nancy told them, quickly heading for the back door.

The Stone frowned, looking at the monkey curiously before heading out into the hallway. "Mummy?" A child's voice from behind the front door called as a small hand poked through the letterbox, reaching out. "Let me in please, mummy. Please let me in."

"Your mummy isn't here." The Doctor announced.

"Are you my mummy?" The boy called.

"No mummies here. Nobody here but us chickens."

"You're the only chicken here, sweetheart." The Stone quickly corrected.

The Doctor huffed slightly at her. "Fine, just this chicken."

"I'm scared."

The Doctor frowned. "Why are those other children frightened of you?"

"Please let me in, mummy. I'm scared of the bombs."

The Stone looked up at the Doctor from where she had now crouched down beside the front door. The Time Lord looked at her curiously, she honestly looked so torn with her big blue eyes before forcing herself to turn away from him and looked back at the tiny child's hand reaching out for her through the door.

This child was clearly dangerous, she could see that, and so could he but the mother inside her desperately wanted to open the door, hold this poor innocent child tightly and tell them everything would be okay.

But part of her knew something was wrong and every other fibre apart from her motherly instinct was telling her to turn and run.

The Doctor pulled her away from her own debate as he answered the boy: "Okay. I'm opening the door now."

The Stone blinked and stood up, stepping out of the Time Lord's way to allow him to pass. He unbolted the door after the boy removed his hand from the letter box.

When the door opened the Stone blinked and frowned deeply.

The boy was gone.

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I'm not 100% on when the next chapter will come out. I'm on holiday until the 15th of September so I won't be writing or editing anything until I am back. I hope you enjoyed the first part of the cross over, in the next part the Protector and the Stone finally meet and I wonder how they are towards each other. ;)