Chapter 13:

Augusta's POV

A week had gone and past, the Doctor, Rose, and I went on a bunch of little places. We tried new foods -- not all of them good, just so you know --, we played, we dreamed, we talked, we ran. It was fun.

Except during that week, I was on edge, and I think they noticed. Ever since that guy from them showed up, my mind has been filled with thoughts and anxiety. He had the ability to hide himself from other people, which meant the Doctor and Rose couldn't see him. If I told them about the man, then they would think that I was crazy, so I kept it to myself. Not to mention that if I did, then they could be in more danger than I imagined. 

Because of this, I never felt safe, not even on the TARDIS. I was on high alert. I would react to the tiniest of touches, and always watch the shadows for even the smallest of changes. I remembered his words, "I'm not a monster that will always put them in danger." He said that he knew someone that could tell the future. In the future, would I hurt the Doctor and Rose? This was the major question that filled my mind. It always brought me back to the dream that I had, when I killed Rose. Was that only just a dream? What about that painting? 'The Dead, Bad Wolf, the Monster, and the Last'? What does that even mean?!

Either way, I didn't want the Doctor and Rose to get hurt. So that meant no more touching. Whenever the Doctor would hold my hand, I would pull it back. If he wanted to hug me, I would stop him. Even if we accidentally brushed against each other, I would move away. This went for Rose as well. I couldn't risk having them getting hurt over me. 

I think the Doctor soon noticed that I was distancing myself from them, because he seemed... Different. He wouldn't look me in the eye, he didn't grin as much, and when he did, it didn't look like it was real. I didn't know what to do, I think that I broke him, and I don't know how. I didn't know if he was mad at me, or... Or just sad. 

Even still, I stayed away. I kept more to myself, I didn't et as much because it might've been poisoned. I stayed near the Doctor, didn't wander off as much, and, most of all, I didn't use my powers.

So far, we haven't been to see Rose's dad, and I forgot to ask Rose about it, but it seems that I wouldn't have to because Rose already was.

We were in the console room, the Doctor was sitting back in one of the chairs. I was near the console, listening to the soft humming of the TARDIS and Rose talk about her dead father. "That's what mum always says," she said, "So, I was thinking... could we? Could we go and see my dad when he was still alive?"

"Where's this come from, all of a sudden?" The Doctor asked.

"All right then, if we can't, if it goes against the laws of times or something, then never mind, we'll just leave it," Rose added, but the Doctor shook his head. 

"No, I can do anything," he stated. "I'm just more worried about you."

Rose looked down, sadly, "I wanna see him." 

"Your wish is my command," the Doctor said, going over to the console. "But be careful what you wish for."

>*<*>*<*>*<*>*<

We were sitting in the back of what the Doctor called a 'Church'. Apparently, Jackie and Rose's dad were getting married. I didn't know what that meant exactly, but I didn't ask. Jackie was wearing a big long white dress, with a weird headpiece, so I couldn't see her face. Rose's dad wore a black and white suit, and he seemed to be nervous, because his hands were trembling ever-so slightly.

I shifted in my seat as the guy in white robes said, "I, Peter Alan Tyler, take you, Jacqueline, Angela, Suzette Prentiss..."

"I, Peter Alan Tyler," Rose's dad repeated, "Take you, Jacqueline Suzanne... Suzette... Anita..." 

"Oh, just carry on," Jackie huffed, 'It's good enough for Lady Di."

"I thought he'd be taller," Rose whispers to the Doctor, who grinned. 

"... To be my lawful wedded wife," the guy in white robes continued. "To love and behold 'til death us do part..."

>*<*>*<*>*<*>*<

"That's so weird," Rose commented as we exited the TARDIS. Rose didn't seem to be all that happy because her face was twisted into a frown and her eyebrows ruffled. "The day my father died... I thought it'd be all sort of grim and stormy, it's just an ordinary day."

"The past is another country. 1987's just the Isle of Wight," he looks down at Rose. "Are you sure about this?"

"Yeah," Rose nods.

We walked to the corner where Rose's dad would die. "This is it. Jordan Road. He was late. He'd been to get a wedding present -- a vase," Rose said, holding back tears. Mum always said, that stupid vase." A car comes around the corner, as Rose continued, "He got out of his car..." The car pulls over. "... and crossed the road." The car stops, and  Rose's dad comes out, "Oh, God. This is it."

He picks up the vase and comes out of his car. He crosses the street, just as a large truck comes from around the corner. Rose's dad's eyes widen in shock and the driver of the truck throws his hands over his eyes. 

Rose looks away as the driver hits her father, his body flying through the air before finally hitting the ground with a sickening crunch, twitching slightly.  The vase shatters to the ground beside him. "Go to him," The Doctor says as Rose silently cries in his shoulder.

She doesn't. 

>*<*>*<*>*<*>*<

We were standing along the wall, Rose has tears in her eyes. "It's too late now," Rose says, as a loud blaring sound fills the air. I wince painfully as the Doctor looks at her. "By the time the ambulance got there, he was dead," her throat chokes up and more tears fall down her face. The Doctor looks away, not saying anything. 

"He can't die on his own," Rose continued, "Can I try again?"

The Doctor doesn't say anything for a few seconds, before finally, he sighs, "Okay."

As we head back to the TARDIS, something sharp stings me in the neck. I quickly touch my neck and turn around to see the unnamed man from earlier, with a gun pointed at me. Before I could do anything, he slammed his hand on his wrist and flashed away.

I quickly go to my neck, and pull out a small needle, dripping with a red substance, which makes my stomach turn, that was filled with some kind of liquid. 

"C'mon Auggie," the Doctor calls. I hurry over with them, but not before dropping the needle and smashing it under my heel.

>*<*>*<*>*<*>*<

"Right. That's the first you, me, and Auggie," the Doctor says. We are crouched behind the wall, watching the old us. "It's a very bad idea, two sets of us being here at the same time. Just be careful they don't see us. Wait 'til she runs off and he follows, then go to your dad."

"Oh, God. This is it," old Rose mutters, as Rose's dad comes around the corner and pulls up. 

"I can't do this," Rose says suddenly. 

"You don't have to do anything you don't want to," the Doctor reminds her. "But this is the last time we can be here."

Rose begins to breathe heavily, as he crosses the street. Suddenly, she runs out. "Rose! No!" The Doctor shouts. 

As Rose runs off, I hold out my hand to control the earth, to wrap around her foot. Instead, it just barely cracks and a painful shock goes through my arm, I gasp in pain. Rose runs over, and saves her father from the deadly attack, and tumbles out of the way. 

The Doctor looks at her in horror as Rose laughed and said, "I did it! I saved your life!" 

"Blimey, did you see the speed of it?" Rose's dad replies. "Did you get his number?"

Rose stares at him. "I really did it," she sighed. "Oh, my God, look at you! You're alive! That car was gonna kill ya!"

"Well, give me some credit," He laughed. "I did see it coming. I wasn't gonna walk under it, was I?"

"I'm Rose," Rose says. 

While Rose and her dad talk, I stare at my hand horrifically. What's going on!? Why did that hurt? What the hell did that guy shoot me with?! 

I tried to make a small flame, only to have my hand barely spark, but once again, shock of pain goes through me, and I grit my teeth, inhaling sharply. My powers?! Why won't they work?!! What did that guy do?!? I began to breath heavily. If this guy stopped my powers, then what else did he do?!

"Auggie, what's wrong?" The Doctor asked, I looked up at him, fear staying in my eyes for a few seconds, before I looked away. 

"I'm fine," I muttered, trying to breathe regularly. I look around for any traces if him, but finds nothing. Why did he do this? What was the point? Was he trying to get me to go back? How was taking my abilities going to help him? 

"Lets go, Auggie," the Doctor said, in almost a growling voice. I nod, and numbly follow the two, keeping an eye out for the mysterious man. 

>*<*>*<*>*<*>*<

We are in Rose's dad's house, I stand close to the Doctor, occasionally glancing out the window for him. "There we go. Sorry about the mess," Rose's dad apologizes. "If you want a cup of tea, the kitchen's just down there, milk's in the fridge... well, it would be, wouldn't it? Where else would you put the milk? Mind you, there's always the window sill outside. I always thought if someone invented a window sill with special compartments, you know, one for milk, one for yogurt... make a lot of money out of that. Sell it to students and things... I should write that down. Anyway, never mind that, excuse me..." He leaves the room, and Rose's eyes follow him as he goes. 

"All the stuff mum kept. His stuff. She kept it all packed away in boxes in the cupboard," Rose says, looking at the cluttered room. "She used to show me when she'd had a bit to drink." The Doctor leans against the door frame, saying nothing, and I sit down, half staring out the window, half listening. "Here it is. On display. Where it should be."

Rose walks around the room, picking up things and showing them to the Doctor and smiling. Finally, he says something that catches my attention, "When we met, I said 'travel with me in space'. You said no," he says, suspicion clear in his voice. "Then I said 'time machine'."

"It wasn't some big plan," Rose sighs. "I just saw it happening and I thought... I can stop it."

"I did it again," he says, more to himself. "I picked another stupid ape. I should've known. It's not about showing you the universe -- it never is. It's about the universe doing something for you." 

"So it's okay when you go to other times, and you save people's lives -- but not when it's me saving my dad," Rose retorted angrily.

"I know what I'm doing, you don't," the Doctor stated. "Two sets of us being there made that a vulnerable point."

"But he's alive!"

"My entire planet died. My whole family," the Doctor growls. "Do you think it never occurred to me to go back and save them?"

"But it's not like I've changed history! Not much, I mean... he's never gonna be a world leader, he's not gonna start World War Three or anything..." She trails off.

The Doctor got up, and took a few steps towards her, "Rose -- there's a man alive in the world who wasn't alive before," he says, silently angrily. "An ordinary man, that's the most important thing in creation. The whole world's different because he's alive."

"What, would you rather him dead?" 

He sighs exasperatedly, "I'm not saying that--"

"No, I get it!" She cuts him off, "For once, you're not the most important man in my life!"

The Doctor stares at her for a second, "Let's see how you get on without me, then, give me the key." He holds his hand out, and Rose stares at him, "The TARDIS key. If I'm so insignificant, give it me back."

She reaches into her pocket, and pulls it out. "All right then, I will!" She slams it into his open hand, I wince hearing how hard it hits on his skin, but the Doctor doesn't react. 

"Well, you've got what you wanted so that's goodbye then," he grabs my hand, and before I could even react, pulls me away. I quickly release myself, and move away from him, my eyes staying on the ground.

I heard Rose say, "You don't scare me!" before we left the room.

The silence between us is awkward. The Doctor silently fuming, and I watching and listening for even the slightest rustle of leaves. 

"Are you okay?" The Doctor asked, making me jump. 

"Are you?" I replied, dodging the question. 

"Why are you so tense?" The Doctor asked, noticing that I hadn't really answered. 

"Why are you angry?" I replied. 

He frowns, "You're not answering my questions."

"You aren't either."

"What's up with you? There's something going on, isn't there?" He demanded.

"There's nothing going on."

"Then why are you so tense? Why do you flinch whenever I try to touch you? Why have you been so distant lately?"

"It's nothing, Doctor," I heard the bush a few feet away from me rustle, and I sharply turn around, to see a small animal running across them, and I sighed. 

"'It's nothing', huh?" The Doctor scoffed. 

I ran a hand through my hair, "Look, Doctor. It's nothing. I'm just a bit... More on edge--"

"You think," he grumbled. 

I rolled my eyes, "I'm sorry I didn't tell you, but I'm sure it's nothing. No need to worry." 

He looked at me, suspiciously for a second, and sighed. "Right. Fine. Sorry I got angry at you," he apologized, as we got to th TARDIS. 

I stand more off to the side while the Doctor puts the key into the door. I keep my eyes to the trees, and watches as a black figure flies through the sky. "Rose!" The Doctor said, and grabbed my hand, running off. 
>*<*>*<*>*<*>*<
We ran as fast as we could, Mickey, who had apparently been much younger, ran ahead of us. People were disappearing left and right by the flying bird-like things above us. "ROSE!!" The Doctor shouted as we rounded the corner. Rose turned around, a smile on her face. "GET IN THE CHURCH!!" Her smile soon disappeared and one of the bird things appear over head of her and the small crowd of people. 

It goes towards her, and I run, pushing her to the ground so it misses, "Get in the building," I ordered. She nods and runs inside, I get up, "COME ON! GET INSIDE NOW!!" I yelled, ushering everyone in the stone building. 

In the corner of my eye, I see Mickey. He trips and falls and a bird-thing is right behind him. Acting quickly, I take him by the hand, and practically throw him inside. Scrambling into my feet, the Doctor holds out his hand, pulls me inside, and slams the door behind him, just before a bird-thing gets in. 

I leaned against the door, breathing heavily, wincing at the ear-piercing screeches of he bird-thing. "They can't get in," the Doctor says, more to himself. "Old windows and doors, okay. The older something is, the stronger it is. The more powerful something is, the more it attracts. What else?" The thing screeches again, "Go and check the other doors! Move!"

He runs over to find any other doors, and I see Jackie following him. After catching my breath, I go to see the other doors, and make sure they're all locked. 
>*<*>*<*>*<*>*<
I was near one of the back rooms, when I heard someone shout, "Stupid Vortex Manipulator!" from one of the stairs underground. I narrow my eyes, and slowly head down the steps, hearing more offensive comments about a 'Vortex Manipulator'. I press my back against the wall, listening to the man. 

I hear a small crash, a few swear words, and the a flash of a black coat. My eyes widen, and I peek around the corner. Standing there, next to a few other walls, is the man from earlier, looking very angry at his watch. He turns around, and I quickly move back, but I know he saw me. 

I hear the sharp cocking of a gun, "Who's there?!" He shouts, and I don't reply. 

There is a hushed drumming of footsteps, and I press my body against the wall, silencing my breathing. I know he is right there. 

Suddenly, he whips around the corner, pointing his gun at me. I duck, and rolled behind him, kicking him under his legs, making him fall to the ground. 

Using this advantage, I kick his gun away, and take out the blade that I saw glimmering in his pocket, pressing it against his neck. "What the hell did you do to me?!" I growled. 

"Oh, it's you," he replied. He kneed me in the stomach, making me groan and lose my grip on the knife. He scrambles up, grabs my hand, and twisted it behind my back. I grit my teeth in pain and he laughed. "What a pleasant surprise," he continued. "Who would've thought you didn't actually die out there with the reapers."

"I asked you a question!" I kick him in the shin, as hard as I could, and pulled my arm from his grip. I quickly get away from him, "What. Did. You. Do. To. Me?" 

"Suppressed your abilities," he replied easily. "They needed  your abilities weakened, for now. Unfortunately, it's only temporary, they needed your abilities for a... Different cause, so they couldn't make it permanent. For now."

"It wears off?" I clarified, slightly relieved. 

"No," I tense. "You need the antidote for it to go away. Of course. I have one but--"

"Give it to me!" I glared. 

"I will," he said. "But, you'll have to show me your friend's ship. It's called the TARDIS, right?" 

I froze, he wants the TARDIS? "What do you want with the TARDIS?"

"That is none of your concern," he winks and my glare intensifies. 

"I'm not showing you to the TARDIS," I told him. 

"Then I guess you'll have to live without abilities," he shrugged. 

I cursed. "Show me the antidote," I demanded. 

He smirked, and reached into his jacket pulling out a glass flask with a red liquid inside. "There see. Here's the antidote and--" he didn't have time to finish. I lunged at him, and he jumped back. I picked up the knife off the ground, and slashed at his body. I pushed him against the wall, the knife against his neck, making blood trickle down his skin. 

I used my free hand to knock the glass flask out of his hand, and take it from him. Then, I threw it on the ground, and smashed it under my foot. "Why did you--"

"Give me the real antidote," I hissed. I remembered that the needle he shot at me had a few drops of red in it. Thajt wasn't the antidote, it was the poison. 

He chuckled, "Well, I guess you do have a few brains in that thick head of yours," I growled at him, pressing the knife farther. 

"Give me the real antidote, or I'll slit your throat," I hissed. 

"Do it," he said, his yellow eyes burrowing into my skull. "I'm not giving you the antidote, so do it. But my deal still remains. Show me the TARDIS, and I will give it to you." 

I glared at him, forcing my arm to press farther, but instead, my hand began to shake. My fingers were trembling, my hands were getting clammy, and my grip around the knife loosening. Just do it! I encouraged myself, kill him and take the antidote off his dead body!

But what would the Doctor think, I frowned. The Doctor doesn't kill, so why should I? Why would I? Do I really need the antidote? I never wanted these abilities in the first place! I-I didn't want to be a monster, and now I didn't have to. I was being given a second chance, so why would I want it? 

Why am I hesitating? I've killed people before, some out of cold blood, so why am I stopping now? Why am I worrying about what the Doctor would think? Would he hate me if I killed him? Would he hurt me if I killed him?

The man saw my hesitation and kicked me away from him. I hit the stone wall painfully, and he picked up his knife. "Who would've thought, a monster like you would hesitate like that," he laughed. He pulled me up by my braids, and a cry of pain released from my mouth. 

"You know, I've heard all sorts of rumors about you, the monster who killed nearly hundreds of people, out of cold blood. Who would've thought that it'd be just a weak little girl!?" He pulls on my hair harder, and I grit my teeth, refusing to let him see me cry.

He squeezed my face in his hand, making my mouth open. "You know, I realize why you hesitated when you had the chance to kill me," he grinned. "You don't want to be a monster anymore? You don't want these abilities, so you stopped. Well guess what? You're not going to be let off that easily!" He reached into his jacket and pulled out a needle with a green substance inside it. 

I gasped, and tried to move, but he held me in place. He pulled up my sleeve, and without warning, stabbed the needle into my skin. I screamed, but I felt energy slowly return to my body. The man got off me, and smirked. He held his, supposedly faulty, watch out. 

"I hope you know, that someone's gotta be the monster," he said, his hand hovering over the button. "And you were just specially chosen to be it."

He slammed his hand down on his watch, not before taking a knife out and stabbing me in the shoulder. He disappeared, just as I heard rapid footsteps approaching. "Auggie?! Auggie, what's wrong?!" The Doctor's voice shouted, as he raced down the steps. 

I saw him pick me up gently, "What the hell...?" He muttered. He hovered his hand over my shoulder, that the knife was sticking out of, but I smacked it away, not bothering to even acknowledge his hurt look. I took a deep breath, and yanked it out, and the Doctor's eyes widened. 

I noticed that there was a paper attached to the end, that had my still-warm blood splattered on it. It was the same symbol as my brand.

The symbol of a phoenix. 
>*<*>*<*>*<*>*<
The Doctor brought me upstairs to everyone, and made me sit down, he kept asking questions, but I didn't answer. So he stopped. Soon, Rose found us, "Doctor! Is she okay? What happened to her?!" 

"I don't know," he said, lying me down on the wooden chairs, "I just found her like this."

"How'd she get hurt!?" Rose asked, noticing the blood that now, had stopped bleeding. I took the end of my shirt, and quickly ripped it, carefully wrapping the end around my arm. 

"I'm fine," I told them, but the Doctor scoffed. 

"Don't tell me those lies," the Doctor growled, "I found you with a knife in your shoulder! You definitely are not fine! In fact, you seem to attract trouble!!" 

"I'm fine," I muttered again, not even bothering to change my answer. I was in too much shock. I had the chance to get rid of this curse, and I didn't. I'm an idiot. I don't even know why I wanted my abilities back, I never wanted them in the first place. Did they grow on me? Have I learned to... Depend on it? Why? I don't even understand my own actions at this point! 

"... Are you even listening to me!?" The Doctor nearly shouted. I merely nodded, not bothering to say anything else. He sighed. "I'll be right back. Just... Don't go anywhere." With that, he left, and Rose went to go talk to someone else, leaving me on the bench by myself.

I sighed, it's been a long day. I just want to go back to the TARDIS and-- "Hey there," someone said, making me jump. I looked over to see Rose's dad sitting there, with a blonde... Figure in his arms. "How are you feelin'? You're Rose's friend, right?"

"Yeah," I nodded, "I'm fine."

He rose an eyebrow, but didn't say anything. He looked down to the... Thing in his arm. It was wrapped in a thick pink blanket. Its eyes were open and were staring at me, I blinked, what is that? "Do you wanna hold her?" He asked, catching my gaze.

So it's a her, "Uh... Yeah. Sure," I said. He placed whatever it was in my arms. "Um... What is it?"

He laughed, "What do you mean? It's my baby!"

"'Baby'?" I've heard of a baby before, and that they cry a lot, but I've never actually seen one. "This what a baby looks like?"

He gave me a strange look, "Of course. What, are you an only child?" 

'Only child'? "Uhm... Yes?" 

The Doctor came back, holding a red and white first aid kit. "Oh, you've met the baby, I see," he grins. 

Suddenly, it started crying, my eyes widened, "AHA!" I shouted, in surprise. "What did I do?! It's crying! Did I hurt it?! Why is it crying!?"

The Doctor laughed and shushed the baby, and it stopped. "What-- How?"

"I speak Baby," he says, and turns to the man. "She's hungry." He only seems to nod, and goes to get something. 

The Doctor sits down beside me as I awkwardly hold the baby. "You're holding her wrong," he says, not even looking at me. 

"I've never seen a... Baby before," I replied. The Doctor sighed, and takes the baby, fixes my arms, and lies the baby in them. 

"There," he grinned. 

"Why was it-- she crying?" I asked, looking at the baby. 

"She didn't like the way you were holding her," he replied. "That and, she sensed your distress--" he paused, looking at the baby. "You're scared of her? Why? There's nothing to be scared of."

"What?"

"Babies can sense danger; they're more telepathic when they're younger. She sensed you and started to cry because she was scared," he explained. 

I can only nod, when suddenly, the baby emits another sound, and the Doctor looks at her. "No. She's not dumb. She's just never seen a baby before," he rolls his eyes. "Don't be rude."

I blink, and looked at the baby, who looked at me. Her dark green eyes staring at me. I saw her lift her small hand and bump me in the chin. "Yeah," the Doctor nodded. "She is pretty."

My eyes widen, pretty?

Suddenly, I take the baby and give her to the Doctor. "Let's switch," I said frantically. "I give you mini-human, you give me first aid kit." Before he could even answer, I took the first aid kit and scramble away from the duo. 

My mind is going haywire. Pretty? I'm not pretty. I remember what the Doctor said 'pretty' was. I'm definitely not that. I'm a monster, and monsters can't be pretty.

I sighed and ran a hand through my hair, wincing since its sore from him pulling on it. I take the wrapping from my shirt off my arm and open up the casing, properly wrapping it. I hear the Doctor and Rose arguing from where I was standing, but I didn't bother to listen. 

Why did that man want the TARDIS? I wondered, what made him change his mind. I remembered when I first came unto the TARDIS, and the Doctor asked me if I was there to steal her. Was he one of those people who wanted the TARDIS? Was she really that valuable? 

"Auggie," the Doctor called, making me look up. He was staring at me, with his mouth curled into a frown. "You're put it on wrong." I looked at my shoulder, it was pretty loose, and was about to fall off. I had been too lost in my thoughts to even tighten it.

He walked over, and took the wrappings off, redoing it. "How did this happen?" He asked, as he tightened it for me. "Who did this?"

"Nobody," I said, rubbing my shoulder once he finished. 

"You're lying," he said. "Just tell me what happened."

"Nothing happened," I said. 

"Auggie, don't lie to me," he said, his voice was low and intimidating. "Why was there a knife in your shoulder? Who's after you?!"

"Nobody!" I sighed and my eyes set into a small glare. "It doesn't involve you, okay? Just leave me alone." 

"'Doesn't involve me'?! Augusta, if I find you with a bloody knife in your shoulder, then it definitely involves me! I'm supposed to be here to help you--"

"NO YOU'RE NOT!" I shouted, anger and frustration rising in my voice. "I never asked you to worry about me, I don't even know why you do! You don't even know me, so why are you so worried!? Why do you even care!?" 

He glared heatedly at me, "It doesn't matter--"

"It does matter!" I cut him off, "I never asked you to worry about me, so why don't you leave me alone!?" 

"I'm not just gonna leave you! I'm supposed to--"

"To what?! To watch me?! To care for me!?" I laughed dryly. "Last time I checked, you weren't my father. And if you were, then you're doing a bad job at it!"

"How would you know!?" He shouted, "You've never even had one before!"

I looked at him, shocked. I pressed my lips into a thin line, and took a deep breath,  "You're right," I agreed coldly. "I've never had a dad before. And you know what? If this how dad's are supposed to act, then I'm so damn happy I've never had one." With that, I picked up the first aid kit, practically throwing it in his face, and walking away. 

I don't know why, but I felt my eyes get teary, and I fiercely wiped them away. Now is not the time to be crying. We need to get out of here. All Rose had to do was you touch the baby, make the reaper things appear, have the Doctor sacrifice himself, and then Rose's dad dies. No biggie, its not like its the end of the world. 

"Everyone, come here!" The Doctor called. He is standing in the middle of the church, his jacket off. I took a deep breath, and moved to sit down with everyone. 

Once everyone is gathered around, the Doctor starts talking. "The inside of my ship was thrown out of a wound but we can use this to bring it back," he shows the key to everyone. "And once I've got my ship back, then I can mend everything. Now, I just need a bit of power. Has anybody got a battery?"

A man jumps up, and shows the Doctor a yellow-ish box, with a wire sticking out of it. "This one big enough?" He asked.

The Doctor sees this, and hurried over to him, "Fantastic!" He grins. 

"Good old dad," the man smiled as he gives the Doctor the yellow box. "There you go."

"Just need to do a bit of charging up..." He pressed his sonic on the backside of the box. "And then we can bring everyone back."

After fiddling with the key and the box for a few minutes, he places it in the air, and the TARDIS begins to materialize around it. "Right, no-one touches that key," he says, once it's safe. "Have you got that? Don't touch it. Anyone touches that key, it'll be -- well -- zap! Just leave it be and everything will be fine. We'll get out of here. All of us. Stuart -- Sarah -- you're gonna get married, just like I said." He grins to the duo in the front. There is a woman with a really big stomach, for some reason, and a man, with his arm wrapped around the woman. 
>*<*>*<*>*<*>*<
Everyone is sitting around, waiting for the TARDIS to appear. I hear the Doctor go to Rose to talk, and I sit by myself, staring into space. 

"Hello," a soft voice says in front of me, making me shoot up. I see the woman from earlier, I look around. The man who was sitting beside her is talking to a few others. "Why are you sitting by yourself like that? Aren't you scared?"

I blinked, "I'm sorry, what?"

She laughed, her voice is soft and her laughter sounds like bells, yet you can hear her british accent. "I asked, why you're sitting alone? Aren't you scared of what's going to happen to us?" Her voice, although soft, hinted with shakiness. Was she scared? If she was scared, then why was she asking me if I was scared? 

I merely shrugged, "I've seen scarier things then these Reapers," I replied, quite honestly. 

She laughed, disbelievingly. "Oh really? What?"

I didn't answer, I just sat in my seat, and stared at the TARDIS that was slowly but surely forming itself. The lady seemed to notice this, "Hey, come here for a second. I wanna show you something."

I looked at her, but walked over to the other bench in front where she was sitting. She was gazing down at her stomach, rubbing it. I sat beside her, not really saying anything. "The baby's due in about four mouths," she says. 

"'Baby'?" I ruffled my eyebrows. "What baby?"

She laughed, "This baby," she lightly patted her overgrown stomach. 

My eyes nearly bulged, "That's a baby?!" 

She laughed harder, "Yes, this is a baby. Or, will be, once it's born."

I was seriously confused, "Your baby is inside you? Like the one that Jackie has? That kind of mini-human!?" A horrific thought crossed my mind.

Oh god, did she eat her baby!?

She nodded, "Have you not been explained the birds and the bees?" She asked, with a small grin. 

"The birds and the what?" 

She laughed again, "Nevermind about that then." She looked down at her stomach, where, apparently, her baby was being held. "I don't want to die," she says. "I want to be a mother to this child. This Doctor -- you were talking to him earlier -- he said that he would be able to save us, but... I'm still worried. It's my wedding day, you see, that's why I'm all dressed up like this," she chuckled. "I wanna live my life. I want to have this child, and I-I want to marry my fiancé, Stuart. If-if I die, if we all die, then I-I'll never be ab-able to do-do any of th-that!"

Tears slowly fell down her bright cheeks, as she sobbed. I stared at her, wide-eyed, she's crying! I've never had to help someone who's crying!! What do I do?! What do I say!? "I-I'm sorry to cry in front of a kid like you. It's so pathetic," she said, through her tears. 

"U-um, it's okay," I said, trying to remember what the Doctor would do to me if I were crying. I quickly wrapped my arms around her, and let her sob into my shoulder. "It'll be okay..." 

"I'm sorry," she cried. 

"You're not going to die," I told her, "Trust me. I know."

"How would you know?" She demanded. 

I opened my mouth to say something, but stopped. Then I sighed, "I'm from a different... Univrerse. I promise you, none of you are going to die. You're going to be able to live out your life, with your child, and everything will be alright."

She scoffed, and pulled away, "Kids these days," she said, shaking her head lightly. "Thank you. I'm sorry I cried all over you," she laughed, "So pathetic..."

"It's okay," I insisted, when really I felt gross. I could smell her stench all over my body, which nearly made me gag. "Are you okay?" 

"I'm fine, thanks to you," she smiled. "Thanks for putting up with me, maybe we might actually just--"

"Rose! No!" The Doctor shouted, making me jump up. Quickly, I grabbed this lady's arm, and pulled her up, just as a Reaper appeared in the middle of the room. I quickly pulled her over to the Doctor, just as he instructed everyone to get behind him. 

"I'm the oldest, most powerful thing in this room," he says, once everyone is safely behind him. The Reaper screeches, but I saw it hesitate. It's not looking at the Doctor, it's looking at me!

Suddenly, it swoops down, aiming straight at me, and I roll out of the way, "Augusta!" The Doctor shouted. 

I jumped over the bench, "It doesn't want them, it wants me!" I yelled, "Take them to safety, hurry!!" Just as I said that, it swooped down again, and I slide under the bench, so it misses. I see the Doctor standing there, his eyes wide. "HURRY!!!" I screamed. Before I could say anything else, the Reaper wrapped it's large wings around my body, and everything went black. 
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Doctor's POV

"AUGUSTA!" He yelled, he was so confused. He was the oldest and most powerful thing, so why was it after her?

"It doesn't want them, it wants me!" She screamed, as she skillfully jumped over the bench, her long braids whipping around her head as she went. "Take the them to safety, hurry!" 

It swooped down at her again, and she slid under the bench, sending the Reaper the opposite direction. She looked at him, her hazel eyes wide with panic, "HURRY!!" She screamed, just as the Reaper wrapped it's long black, bat-like wings around her body, and she disappeared. 

"AUGGIE!!" Rose screamed, as the Reaper turned to them, it's eyes danced among the crowd before finally settling on him. He wasn't able to say or do anything because the Reaper wrapped his arms around him, and the universe turned black.