The Doctor stared at the ginger wearing the wedding dress in his TARDIS that was currently in space. "You can't do that- I wasn't." The Doctor stared to circle the woman. "We're in flight. That is, that is physically impossible!" He ran a hand through his hair looking at the brunette just as confused as he was. "How did-"

"Tell me where I am!" She screamed cutting the Doctor off and causing them to both jump. "I demand you tell me right now where am I?!" She shouted pointing her finger at the Doctor.

"Inside the TARDIS." He replied.

"The what?" She looked at him like he was mad.

"The TARDIS," He told her again.

"The what?"

"T-A-R-D-I-S" Rita spelt it out for the woman. "It's-" she stopped thinking of the best way to tell the woman. "It's hard to explain"

"That's not even a proper word. You're just saying things." She told them.

"How did you get in here?" The Doctor then asked.

"Well, obviously, when you kidnapped me." She shouted at the Doctor. "Someone needs to calm down," Rita thought.

"Yeah, little help Rita" The brunette started at him then opened her mouth in shock and pointed at him gleefully. "You can hear me!"

"Of course I can" He grinned at her. His attention was then brought back to the woman when she started to shout at the two again.

"Who was it? Who's paying you? Is it Nerys?" The Doctor frowned. "Oh my God, she's finally got me back. This has got Nerys written all over it!"

"Who the hell is Nerys?"

"Your best friend. " The woman to him. He shook his head.

"Hold on, wait a minute. What are you dressed like that for?" He pointed to her.

"Really Doctor" Rita looked at him. "Do you not think at all?" She crossed her arms feeling sympathy for the woman.

"I'm going ten pin bowling." She sarcastically answered then snapped at him. "What do you think, dumbo? I was halfway up the aisle! I've been waiting all my life for this. I was just seconds away, and then you, I don't know, you drugged me or something!"

"Okay calm down" Rita looked at her in alarm.

"I haven't done anything!" He protested.

"I'm having the police on you! Me and my husband, as soon as he is my husband, we're going to sue the living backside off you!" Rita groaned. The woman then turned running down the ramp to the doors.

"No don't do that!" Rita shouted widening her eyes and running after the woman. She pushed the doors open and the woman gasped placing a hand to her mouth.

"It's space" she sighed. "Outer space, his spaceship" she pointed to the Doctor who walked up behind Rita.

"It's called the TARDIS" he explained to her calmly.

"How am I breathing?" She asked.

"The TARDIS is protecting us." Rita cut in.

"Who are you?" She asked them.

"I'm the Stone" she looked over at the Doctor grinning. "Oh so it's the Stone now?" He asked her telepathically.

"I did say I was taking that, the pepper pots may be bloody annoying but they do come up with good names"

"Fair enough" he nodded at her.

"I'm the Doctor. You?" He asked her.

"Donna." She answered.

"Human?" He asked.

"Yeah. Is that optional?" She joked.

"Well, it is for us." He looked at Rita smiling.

"Your aliens." She breathed out.

"Yeah." They both replied nodding.

Donna held her arms and slightly shivered. "It's freezing with these doors open." The Doctor moved forward and closed the doors then ran back to the console.

"I don't understand that and I understand everything." He ran a hand through his hair.

"You didn't understand that time on-" the Doctor placed a hand over Rita's mouth. "Yeah lets not continue that." He grinned sheepishly then let go of the brunette.

"Rude" she hissed at him rubbing her mouth.

The Doctor started to move around the TARDIS. "This this can't happen! There is no way a human being can lock itself onto the Tardis and transport itself inside." He then grabbed a magnifying glass. "It must be impossible. Some sort of subatomic connection? Something in the temporal field? Maybe something pulling you into alignment with the Chronon shell."

Rita's eyes widen slightly seeing a look in Donna's eyes. "Doctor" she tried to warn but he took no notice continuing to mumble on.

"Maybe something macro mining your DNA within the interior matrix. Maybe a genetic-" he stopped talking and placed a hand on his cheek feeling a stinging sensation and realising Donna slapped him.

"I tried to warn you."

"What was that for?" He screeched.

"Get me to the church!" Donna screamed at him.

"Right! Fine!" He ran around the console pressing buttons and pulling levers. "I don't want you here anyway! Where is this wedding?"

"Saint Mary's, Hayden Road, Chiswick, London, England, Earth, the Solar System." She shouted then noticed a purple blouse hanging over the railing.

"I knew it, acting all innocent." She marched over it it. "I'm not the first, am I? How many women have you abducted? What did you abduct her as well? Force her to say she's an alien?!" Donna shouted holding the blouse in a fist and pointing at Rita. The Doctor and Rita both looked up their faces turning from confusion to purely hurt.

"That's our friend's." The Doctor said with no emotion.

"Where is she, then? Popped out for a space walk?" Donna sarcastically snapped at them not seeing their broken faces.

"She's gone." The Doctor said coldly.

"Gone where?" Donna snapped at him again.

"I lost her."

"We both did" Rita spoke up her voice slightly cracking.

"Well, you can hurry up and lose me!" She shouted at them, her face grew softer now noticing the hurt expression on their faces. "How do you mean, lost?" Rita walked up to Donna taking the blouse and throwing it in the hallway for her to sort out later.

"Right, Chiswick." The Doctor pulled a lever and the TARDIS dematerialised.

"God I can barely remember anything still" Rita sighed.

"Maybe it's your lack of energy?" He hummed flipping another lever and the TARDIS then began to materialise.

"Might be who knows" she shrugged.

They exited the TARDIS and Donna groaned. "I said, Saint Mary's. What sort of Martian are you? Where's this?"

"Sorry, he sometimes parks a little off" Rita sighed. "We're also not from Mars"

"Something's wrong with her." He started to pat her. "The TARDIS, it's like she's Recalibrating, she's digesting. What is it? What have you eaten? What's wrong?" He asked the TARDIS, Rita leant against the door watching the woman circle the TARDIS. "Donna? You've really got to think. Is there anything that might've caused this?" The Doctor shouted from the console. "Anything you might've done? Any sort of alien contacts? I can't let you go wandering off. What if you're dangerous. I mean, have you, have you seen lights in the sky, or did you touch something like something, something different, something strange? Or something made out of a, box of metal or. Who're you getting married to? Are you sure he's human? He's not a bit overweight with a zip around his forehead, is he? Donna!" He looked up to see Rita or Donna no longer there.

The red haired woman held a hand to her mouth and stepped back. Rita slowly walked over to her cautiously. "It's okay calm down" she held a hand out. "I know he can be a bit" she paused for the right word. "Weird, but he's okay"

"Donna!" The Doctor shouted running out and catching up with the two.

"Leave me alone. I just want to get married." She shook her head walking off.

"Come back to the TARDIS"

"No way. That box is too weird."

He placed his hands in his pockets. "It's bigger on the inside, that's all."

"Really?!" Rita shouted at him telepathically.

"Oh! That's all?" Donna muttered. "Ten past three. I'm going to miss it."

"You can phone them. Tell them where you are." He shrugged.

"How do I do that?" She asked.

"Haven't you got a mobile?" He looked at her.

"Doctor!" Rita shouted aloud this time and he looked over at her. "You're scaring the poor woman!" She then turned to Donna, her face growing soft. "He's an idiot ignore him" she glared at the Doctor.

"Rude"

"And not ginger. Stop scaring her!" She telepathically snapped at him.

"Don't you have a phone though?" He pressed on and Rita groaned. Donna looked at him like he was an idiot which as Rita had stated he was acting a lot like one.

"I'm in my wedding dress. It doesn't have pockets. Who has pockets? Have you ever seen a bride with pockets? When I went to my fitting at Chez Alison, the one thing I forgot to say is give me pockets!" She snapped at him.

"Liking her already."

"Don't get too attached" he grumbled "This man you're marrying. What's his name?" The Doctor asked.

"Lance." Donna smiled in awe at his name.

"Good luck, Lance." The Doctor muttered.

"Oi!" She snapped. "No stupid Martian is going to stop me from getting married. To hell with you!" She ran off.

"I'm, I'm not, I'm not, I'm not from Mars." He stuttered then ran off following the red head. Rita then groaned and followed him.

"Taxi!" Donna shouted as a taxi that drove past and ignored them. "Why's his light on?"

"There's another one!" The Doctor shouted pointing to one.

"Taxi! Oi!"

"There's one!" "Are you going to help Rita?"

"Oi!" Donna shouted raising her arms.

"Nope this is too funny."

"Do you have this effect on everyone?" He asked Donna ignoring Rita's comment glaring at her a little. "Why aren't they stopping?"

Donna sighed and lifted the sides of her dress for emphasis. "They think I'm in fancy dress."

"Stay off the sauce, darling!" A Taxi driver shouted out of the window while driving past.

"They think I'm drunk." She muttered to the Doctor.

"You're fooling no one, mate!" Two men shouted to Donna while speeding past in their car.

"They think I'm in drag!" The Doctor looked at Donna then turned to the street.

"Hold on, hold on." Rita held her hands to her ears knowing what the Doctor was planing. He whistled loudly causing a taxi to quickly do a U-turn. Donna climbed in the car followed by the Doctor then Rita.

"Saint Mary's in Chiswick, just off Hayden Road," Donna informed the driver. "It's an emergency. I'm getting married. Just hurry up!" She then added.

"You know it'll cost you, sweetheart? Double rates today."

"Oh, my God. Have you got any money?" Donna asked the Doctor and Rita.

"Er, no. Haven't you?" He asked her. Rita hit her forehead with her palm then hit the Doctors arm.

"Pockets!" Donna hissed at him.

"No money?" The driver asked.

"Yeah sorry" Rita muttered.

"I got a wedding and it's really important"

"I can't take you if you ain't payin',eyestawk" the driver said turning around.

"But it's Christmas eve!" Donna shouted at him. Rita took the opportunity after the car had stopped to jump out just so she wouldn't have to be trapped in such a confined space with the fuming woman.

"You know the Daleks call you the oncoming storm?" Rita asked the Doctor and he raised a brow at her. "I think I just found the actual storm" he groaned. "You're probably not wrong there, could imagine her ripeyestalkright off" Rita chuckled aloud at his joke as Donna climbed out of the taxi shouting at the driver.

"And that goes double for your mother!" She hollered slamming the door and watching the taxi speed off. "I'll have him." She grumbled. "I've got his number. I'll have him. Talk about the Christmas spirit." Donna grumbled.

"Is it Christmas?" The Doctor looked around smiling. "Did you not hear her earlier?" Rita raised a brow and he shrugged at her.

"Well, duh." Donna snapped. "Maybe not on Mars, but here it's Christmas Eve." Rita shook her head. Donna's eyes then lit up. "Phone box! We can reverse the charges!" She began to ran.

"How come you're getting married on Christmas Eve?" The Doctor asked following the angry red head.

"Can't bear it. I hate Christmas. Honeymoon, Morocco. Sunshine, lovely." She smiled then opened the door stepping in to te phone box. "What's the operator? I've not done this in years. What do you dial? 100?" She looked at the Doctor who muttered something under his breath and pulled out his sonic using it on the phone box.

"Just call the direct." He told her placing his sonic screwdriver back into the inside pocket of his suit."You know maybe I should make a sonic" Rita tellipathically told the Doctor.

"Maybe if you ask the TARDIS nicely she will give you one as a present, not when she's sick though" he scrunched up his nose then moved his attention back to the red head.

"What did you do?" She asked

"Something" he looked at Rita for help. "Martian" she shrugged. "Martian. Now phone." He looked at the brunette thankful. "We'll get money!" He told her running off pulling Rita with him and standing in a queue at a cash matchine. The Doctor started to hop around on the spot lightly not enjoying having to wait. Rita smirked at him finding it honestly amusing. "Are you enjoying yourself?" He looked at her raising a brow. "Maybe, maybe not" she shrugged. The Doctor then practically ran forward as the man in front walked away from the machine.

"I swear I referenced this before" she spoke aloud thinking as the Doctor messed with the machine using his sonic. "When I could actually remember stuff from the parallel world, would it have anything to do with the void being closed?" She raised a brow at the Doctor who didn't look up from what he was doing.

"Possibly" he shrugged. "Although now I think about it, it really shouldn't. Prehaps the human you was just persistent in keeping what was hers, well hers" he shrugged then beamed when the machine extracted the money. Rita grabbed it then froze hearing the distantly familiar tune played by brass instruments. "Rita?" He frowned. "Are you okay?"

"Doctor" she whispered. "Without making it obvious are there some Santas playing brass instruments," she asked. "Almost identical to the ones before you met me."

The Doctor moved his gaze towards the Santas "Yes" the Santas then stopped playing and moved their brass instruments into prostions to fire.

"Oh even better Donnas getting into a taxi." Rita breathed then gulped. "Donna!" She shouted running off after the red head who looked up and shouted.

"Thanks for nothing, spacegirl! I'll see you and your boyfriend in Court!" She shouted then jumped into the taxi which then drove off.

"Boyfriend?" The Time Lords both said at the same time frowning then remembered the deadly Santas behind them. The Doctor leant over to the cash machine and used his sonic. Money began to fly out of the machine causing everyone nearby to rush to the ground trying to pick as much of it up as possible. The two Time Lords then took off sprinting towards the TARDIS. The Doctor bursted inside and ran around the console pressing buttons and pulling levers.

"Don't suppose you know how to fly her?" The Doctor asked.

"Not a clue, if I ever flew a TARDIS before I cannot remember." She replied watching him run round.

"Best I teach you now then," he informed her pointing at things and saying what they each did very quickly, Rita somehow understood. Then again she spoke quite quickly at times herself so it was only natural for her to understand the Doctor. "Understood?" He asked standing still and watching her watch him.

"Understood" she nodded grinning at him.

"Allons-y then!" He shouted pulling a lever.

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Donna cried hitting the back of the car window. "You are kidding me." She said under her breath seeing the blue 1950's police box flying through the air following and catching up to the car.

The Doctor ran to the doors and pushed them open holding on to the sides to stop himself from falling out. "Open the door!" He shouted.

"Do what?" The red head screamed banging on the window.

"Open the door!" He repeaded. "It's locked!" He heard Rita's voice at the back of his mind. "Oh so you remember?" He asked her sonicing the car door to be unlocked.

"Somethings, not everything, and barely" she replied as Donna opened the window of the Taxi and screamed: "Santa's a robot!"

"Donna, open the door." He told her again shouting over the sound of the cars on the motorway.

"What for?!" She asked.

"You've got to jump!" He told her.

"I'm not blinking flip jumping. I'm supposed to be getting married!" She told him shouting.

The taxi sped away and he looked out the TARDIS doors then back inside to the Time Lady about to tell her to move the TARDIS. "On it" Rita informed him pulling a lever. She shreaked as a loud bang and sparks began to flew everywhere. "Sorry!" She shouted petting the console a little. "Come on!" The TARDIS then flew bouncing off of the roof of a car and managed to catch up with the taxi.

The Doctor tried to stop the robot driver with his sonic however it clamped it's hand on the steering wheel even tighter. The Doctor gritted his teeth and shouted to Donna again. "Listen to me. You've got to jump!"

"I'm not jumping on a motorway!" She protested.

"Whatever that thing is, it needs you. And whatever it needs you for, it's not good! Now, come on!" He shouted to her again.

"I'm in my wedding dress!" She cried.

"Yes, you look lovely! Come on!" Donna opened the car door and the Doctor stepped as close as he could to the edge reaching his hands out.

"I can't do it." She sobbed looking down at the ground zooming past between her and the TARDIS.

"Yes you can Donna!" Rita shouted not caring if the woman could hear her or not she had to say something.

"Trust me." He told her looking at the woman seriously.

"Is that what you said to her? Your friend? The one you lost?" Rita's eyes shot up. "Did she trust you?" Donna asked the Doctor.

"Yes, she did. And she is not dead. She is so alive." He beamed. "Now, jump!" He said and so she did launching herself out of the taxi she landed on top of the Doctor. Rita ran to the doors and forced them shut before running back to the console and moving the TARDIS away from the motorway placing her on a building to rest.

"Having fun lying about there Doctor?" Rita asked walking over and watching him on the ground with Donna standing next to her breathing heavily.

"I just jumped from a bloody car" she breathed out. "A car onto a spaceship! On the flipping motorway!" She looked at the brunette in horror. "Can we go outside?" She asked breathing.

"Yeah" Rita nodded. "She's safely on a building rooftop. "Not the only one needing a breath" she chuckled looking at the Doctor on the ground just breathing and looking up. There was another loud bang similar to the one before and sparks. The TARDIS then began to smoke. "Out, out, out!" The Doctor shouted jumping up and running over to grab a fire extinguisher from near the hallway. Rita ran outside and saw Donna sitting beside the edge. She walked over and sat beside her sighing.

"You okay?" She asked causing the woman to jump a little. "Sorry" she muttered apologetically.

"Missed the wedding" she mumbled.

"Sorry Donna"

"Oh it's not your fault" she chuckled. "I might blame him for being so senseless though, who askes if you have a wedding dress with pockets?"

"Did say we were aliens" the brunette laughed. "You'll get used to him though, understand that he doesn't mean to be rude even if he does look like he is."

"I can hear you, you know" the Doctor walked out if the TARDIS with grey smoke escaping the inside "The funny thing is, for a spaceship, she doesn't really do that much flying. We'd better give her a couple of hours." He looked at the TARDIS. "You all right? He asked Donna obviously not hearing the first part of the conversation.

"Doesn't matter." Donna looked down at the building below, watching all of the people go by.

"Did we miss it?" He asked her.

"Yeah."

"Well, you can book another date."

"Course we can."

"Maybe you could have Easter, or do you like Easter?" Rita joked causing the woman to laugh lightly.

"You've still got the honeymoon." The Doctor pointed out.

"It's just a holiday now." She sighed looking between the two Time Lords, Rita on her left and the Doctor on her right.

"Yeah. Yeah. Sorry."

"It's not your fault." She told them.

"Oh? That's a change." He chuckled

"Wish you had a time machine, then we could go back and get it right." Rita and the Doctor looked at each other and both scratched their heads.

"Yeah, yeah. But even if I did, I couldn't go back on someone's personal timeline." Rita widened her eyes and Donna looked at him confused.

"He reads a lot, whole Library with loads of books in the TARDIS." The red head nodded.

"Idiot"

"It's fine" he reassured her grinning. Rita just rolled her eyes.
She started to shiver so the Doctor removed his suit jacket and placed it over the woman.

"God, you're skinny." She gasped. "This wouldn't fit a rat." Rita burst out out in fits of laughter and fell back lying on the roofs floor.

"I have been waiting for you Donna," she said between laughter. The woman looked at her strangely and the Doctor glared at her.

"Oh and you'd better put this on." He reached into his pocket and pulled out a ring.

"Way to go Doctor rub it in" Rita calmed down from laughing. "Bio-damper" she informed Donna.

"Those creatures can trace you. This should keep you hidden. With this ring, I thee bio-damp." He placed it on her finger.

"For better or for worse. So, come on then. Robot santas, what are they for?" She looked between the two raising a brow.

"He's seen them before last Christmas" Rita nodded over to the Doctor.

"Ah, your basic robo scavenger. The Father Christmas stuff is just a disguise. They're trying to blend in." He told her.

"Why, what happened then?"

"Great big spaceship hovering over London? You didn't notice?" He looked at her a little shocked and confused that she didn't know.

"I had a bit of a hangover."

"Sounds like more than a bit." Rita joked.

"I spent Christmas Day just over there, the Powell Estate, with this... family." He explained. "My... friend, she had this family. Well, they were. Still, gone now."

"And you were?" She looked at Rita.

"Oh I was erm" she scratched the back of her head. "You could say in another world" she sheepishly smiled.

"Your friend, who was she?" Donna looked at the Doctor who suddenly jumped up ignoring the redhead.

"Question is, what do camouflaged robot mercenaries want with you?" He changed the topic. "And how did you get inside the Tardis? I don't know." He answered his own question. "What's your job?"

"I'm a secretary." She replied, the Doctor brought out his sonic and started to scan her.

"It's weird. I mean, you're not special, you're not powerful, you're not connected, you're not clever, you're not important."

"Ignore him" Rita shot daggers at the Doctor with her eyes smiling at Donna. "He's just upset that he doesn't know what happened." The Doctor continued to scan her moving the sonic up and down and frowning at the readings. Donna crossed her arms and hissed, "this friend of yours. Just before she left, did she punch you in the face?" She then slapped the sonic screwdriver away. "Stop bleeping me!"

"What kind of secretary?" The Doctor asked putting the sonic away.

"I'm at HC Clements. It's where I met Lance." She smiled up in awe. "I was temping. I mean, it was all a bit posh really." She explained "I'd spent the last two years at a double glazing firm. Well, I thought I'm never going to fit in here. And then he made me a coffee. I mean, that just doesn't happen. Nobody gets the secretaries a coffee."

"Apparently he does" Rita spoke up and Donna grinned.

"And Lance, he's the head of HR! He don't need to bother with me. But he was nice, he was funny."

"Something tells me that he couldn't stand her." Rita sadly said to the Doctor and he nodded slightly at her in agreement.

"And it turns out he thought everyone else was really snotty too." She told them continuing on with her story. "So that's how it started, me and him. One cup of coffee. That was it."

"When did all of this start?" Rita asked the red head.

"Six months ago." She replied and Rita's eyes widened then glanced at the Doctor who was thinking exactly the same thing as the Time Lady.

"Bit quick to get married." The Doctor told her reading Rita's slightly shocked face.

"Well, he insisted." She replied.

"Somehow I don't believe that." Rita hummed to the Doctor who slightly nodded at her in agreement again.

"Practically begged me!" She said loudly. "Wouldn't stop asking! And he nagged, and he nagged me and he just wore me down. And then finally, I just gave in." She told them. Rita raised a brow at the Doctor wondering if he believed the red head at all.

"What does HC Clements do?" He asked before Rita questioned him about his thoughts on the womans story.

"Oh, security systems. You know, entry codes, ID cards, that sort of thing. If you ask me, it's a posh name for locksmiths."

"So basically cameras and keys?" Rita raised a brow.

"Anyway, enough of my CV." She jumped up. "Come on, it's time to face the consequences. Oh, this is going to be so shaming." She sighed. "You can do the explaining, Martian boy." She patted his shoulder and Rita snorted a laugh.

"Martian boy" she repeated laughing.

"Yeah. We're not from Mars." He pointed between him and Rita.

"I'm most definitely not, not sure about him though" she snorted again. "All skinny and that" the Doctor glared at her for a moment then turned to Donna who sighed again.

"Oh, I had this great big reception all planned. Everyone's going to be heartbroken." She muttered. Rita then got up and patted the Doctors shoulder just like Donna had earlier.

"Come on Martian boy you got some explaining to do" she smirked playfully at him, he groaned standing up, putting on his suit jacket that Donna handed to him.

"Your never going to make me forget this are you?" He asked.

"Nope" she grinned popping the 'p'and not turning back to him replying over her shoulder.

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They entered the reception hearing Christmas music blaring loudly and everyone having a great time without the bride. Donna crossed her arms fuming. The Doctor and Rita stood a couple of steps behind her not wanting to face the wrath of the fuming red head that they had witnessed earlier, the Doctor more than Rita.

People began to notice the furious woman standing in the room looking more as pissed off than she did when finding herself in the TARDIS. The faces of the people around the room fell staring at the woman in shock.

"You had the reception without me?" She said more disappointed then angry.

"Donna, what happened to you?" The man who looked like the groom asked.

"You had the reception without me?!" She said more angrier this time.

"Hello. I'm the Doctor." The Doctor stepped aside a little and waved.

Rita groaned. "Sorry about him he can be an idiot at times" she glared at the Doctor. "I'm the Stone"

"Oh so you can introduce yourself but I can't?"

"She's clearly upset, plus I can't just walk up to a wedding reception randomly with no one knowing who I am can I?" He slightly nodded not replying.

"They had the reception without me." Donna turned to the Time Lords.

"Yes, I gathered." The Doctor said to her then winced in slight pain as Rita slapped his arm glaring at him once again.

"Well, it was all paid for. Why not?" A woman spoke up with a voice that automatically annoyed the Time Lady.

"Thank you, Nerys." Donna snapped at the woman.

"Well, what were we supposed to do? I got your silly little message in the end. I'm on Earth? Very funny." An older woman Rita guessed to be Donna's mother than snapped at the bride. "What the hell happened? How did you do it? I mean, what's the trick, because I'd love to know."

Multiple people then start questioning the red head at once stepping slightly closer. Rita and the Doctor watched in horror as the woman was bombarded with questions from different people all at the same time. The room became quiet at the loud sobs coming from the bride bursting into tears. Lance then walked up to her and embraced her in a hug. She rested her head on his shoulder and continued sobbing then winked at both of the Time Lords showing that it was all an act. "Oh she's good" Rita commented telling the Doctor telepathically.

"Very" he replied as they continued to watch the woman fake cry into the groom's shoulder.

Eeeek Hello Donna! I am so happy for the second book> I hope you enjoy reading it as much as I enjoyed writing it :)