Emily

Sherlock and I made an agreement that we would take turns in staying in the room and on the couch. I was awoken by the sound of clanging. I yawned and walked out to have a sword cut through my arm. I gasped in pain as I ducked. "Emily!" Sherlock yelled kicking the masked man and fixing his suit. He was corncered to the table so I pulled the masked man away from him. "Sit down." He ordered dodging the man's sword. I sat on the couch and watched. He pointed at something to distract the man and knocked him out cold. He fixed his suit again and attended to me. "When did you wake up?" He asked stopping the bleeding and washing his hands. "When I heard clanging. It was really annoying." I replied walking back to our room not that we sleep on the same bed or anything. Technically we do, but not at the same time.

I changed my clothes and made sure to cover my wound. I went out just in time for John to come wallking up. "Morning, Emily." He said going straight to the living room. "Morning." I replied going in as well to see Sherlock sitting while reading a book. "You took your time." He said concentrated on the book. "Yeah, I didn't get the shopping." John said looking around. "What? Why not?" Sherlock asked looking up. I rolled my eyes and went in the kitchen. "Because I had a row in the shop with a chip -and- PIN machine." John replied obviously annoyed. "You... You had a row with a machine?" Sherlock asked lowering his book. "Sort of. It sat there and I shouted abuse. Have you got cash?" He asked looking at Sherlock. "Take my card." Sherlock said looking at John. John walks towards me as I handed him Sherlock's wallet, but turns half way.

"You could always go yourself, you know. You've been sitting there all morning. You've not moved once since I left." John commented. I chuckled loud enough for him to hear. Sherlock looked at me and gave me the don't-tell-him-anything look. "What is it?" John asked looking at me. "Nothing, I just remembered something." I replied standing up and walking towards the mirror. "Are you going somewhere?" Sherlock asked frowning. "Yeah, I'm going to work. I need to do something before I lose my mind." I said fixing my hair and fixing my clothes and ignoring their conversation. "I'll walk with you." John offered. "Thank you, John. Sherlock, I'm just a phone call away." I said putting his phone in his pocket and giving his cheek a kiss. "Off we go." I said walking down the stairs with John.

"So what's your job?" John asked as I closed the door behind me. "Well, I'm like a private detective." I replied showing him the psychic paper. "Nice job. I'll call you later." He said giving me a kiss on the cheek. I waved goodbye and took a cabbie to Cardiff. I need to know who I'm looking for. I paid the cabbie and looked around. Some places here look so familiar. "Emily!" A voice called. I looked around, but saw no one. I must be hearing things.

I stopped by the Roald Dahl Plass. It looks so familiar. My phone started to vibrate. "Hello?" I asked frowning. "Emily, I need help with the groceries." John replied. I laughed bumping into a motor. "Ow!" I exclaimed massaging my hip. "Emily, are you alright?" John asked concerned. "I'm fine, John. Just hit a motor. I'll have to meet you in the flat. I'm in Cardiff." I said ending the call. I kept my phone and got my keys. I put it in then the motor started.

Wow, now that doesn't happen everyday. I rode it back to Bakerstreet. Damn, they both left me again. I sighed and sat on my motor to have my phone ring. "Emily speaking." I said bored. "Come to Tower 42 Old Broad Street. A murder happened." Sherlock said excited then ended the call. I sighed and rolled me eyes. I drove there and went in to see Sherlock talking to Dimmock and John just watching. "Miss Smith! W-What are you doing here?" Dimmock asked frowning at me. "Oh, Sherlock called." I replied walking towards them. "You know Sherlock?" He asked frowning. "Yes, I do. Got a problem with that?" I asked looking at the body.

Now, that can't be right. The man is left handed, he wouldn't shoot himself. Someone obviously killed him. I walked to the balcony. "I checked there already." Sherlock said pulling me back in. "He fired a shot when his attacker came in." Sherlock stated.

"And the bullet?" Dimmock asked confused. "Went through the window." Sherlock replied. "Oh, come on! What are the chances of that?!" He asked frowning. "Wait for the ballistics report. The bullet is his brain wasn't fired from his gun. I guarantee it." Sherlock replied. "But if his door was locked from the inside, how did the killer get in?" He asked puzzled. "Good! You're finally asking the right questions." Sherlock replied putting his hand into his gloves. He pulls me with him and we walk out.

"Let go of my wrist." I ordered trying to break free. "What were you doing in Cardiff?" He asked stopping and turning to look at me. "Sherlock what I do in my own free ti-" He cuts me off. "It's my buisness." He cut in. I rolled my eyes. "It isn't your business. You're just my fr-" He cut me off again. "I don't care. Just tell me." He replied I and sighed. "I was in Cardiff to find the people that's been bugging my mind, alright? And I didn't have any luck anyway." I replied walking towards my motor. "Where did you get that?" He asked following me. "Bumped into it." I replied putting my helmet on. "I'll see you two at home." I said riding away.

Castiel

"Emily!" The Doctor shouted. I looked ahead to see Emily looking around. I just have to put this tracking device on her. I made her old motor appear and attached the tracker to her watch and went back to the Doctor. "Did you put it on her?" Doctor asked hopefully. "Yes. Yes, I did. May I go and check on her?" I asked hopefully as well. "Make sure to come back here." He said walking away. I zapped to where Emily was to see her with a tall man, a blonde man, and another man arguing about the body. Poor man, rest in peace.

I looked back up to see the tall man drag Emily out of the room. "Let go of my wrist." She ordered trying to break free. "What were you doing in Cardiff?" He asked stopping and looking at her. "Sherlock what I do in my own free ti-" He cuts her off. "It's my buisness." He cut in. "It isn't your business. You're just my fr-" He cut her off again. "I don't care. Just tell me." He replied she and sighed. and sighed. "I was in Cardiff to find the people that's been bugging my mind, ok? And I didn't have any luck anyway." She replied walking towards her motor. "Where did you get that?" He asked following her. "My motor." She replied putting a helmet on. "I'll see you two at home." She said riding away.

I followed her to see her doing a case of her own just at the corner of the street. I smiled and walked towards her. "I finally found you." I stated. She jumps and points her gun at me. "Who are you?" She asked frowning. "I don't like guns." I said making her gun disappear. "Castiel?" She asked wide eyed. "You remember me?" I asked shocked as well. "Yeah, you're kinda one of the people I remember th most. I just don't remember the blonde girl, the travelling man, and Jack." She replied leaning on her motor.

"Do you want to see them?" I asked. "You're serious?" She asked smiling. "Yes, I am. Why wouldn't I be?" I asked confused and tilting my head. "Oh noth-" Her phone rang. "I'll have to take this." She said getting her phone and answering it. "Hello?" She asked. "Emily, it's me, John. I have news. Get to the flat as fast as you can." He said ending the call. "I'm sorry, but your offer has to wait, but you'll find me right?" She asked hopefully. "Of course I will." I replied disappearing.

Emily

I blinked a few times and rode back to the flat to pass by John. "Want a lift?" I offered smiling. "I prefer to walk." He replied smiling. I chuckled. "Suit yourself, mate." I said riding back to the flat and waiting for John. He chuckled as he saw me. "Come on." He said opening the door for me. "Thanks." I said walking up the stairs and letting John go first. "I said, Could you pass me a pen?" Sherlock asked looking at the pictures he printed out. John gave me a scowl. I raised my hands in defense. I sat down on the couch and got out another book, Hardy Boys. I love old fashion books! I wish I could have seen the Hardy Boys, they were clever fellows. "What? When?" He asked frowning. "Bout an hour ago." Sherlock replied. John sighs. "Didn't notice we'd gone out, then." John stated handing Sherlock a pen. "Yeah, I went to see about a job at that surgery." John stated. "How was it?" We asked in union. I didn't bother looking up. "It's great. She's great." John replied absently. I looked up and frowned.

"Who?" We asked in union again. "The job." John replied looking at both of us. "She?" We asked in unison. "...It." John replied embarrassed. "Here, have a look. Emily, come here." He ordered. I sighed and closed my book. "Hmm?" I asked, stood up and walked towards Sherlock. "The intruder who can walk through walls." John commented. "Happened last night. Journalist shot dead is his flat; doors locked, windows bolted from the inside - exactly the same as Van Coon." Sherlock stated. He's so charming when he talks. Oh no, think of the job! I shook my head and stood up. "Gosh. You think..." John tralled off. "He killed another one." Sherlock continued. "To Scotland Yard." I said getting my trench coat and following after the two. Sherlock and John headed to Dimmock's office as I stayed behind in the lobby. Someone looks familiar.

"Excuse me? Do I know you?" I asked tapping his shoulder. He turned around to reveal a man with a brown trench coat. "Emily!? What are you doing here?" He asked smiling. A flashback appeared; it was the day he regenerated. I shook my head and looked up. "You regenerate?" I asked smiling. He brought out something similar to what I have and pointed it at me. "Oh, you have memory loss. Must have been that man who hit you on the head." He said keeping his screwdriver. "Emily!" Sherlock called. I looked to my right to see Sherlock and John near the door. "I have to..." I trailed off seing the man was gone, but he put something on my hand. I frowned and looked at it.

The Doctor

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I walked to where Sherlock and John were to be pulled in a taxi. "OW!" I whispered getting pushed in the cabbie. Thank God for letting John stay in the middle of us. I would have hit Sherlock by now. We reached the West Kingston Library and went through the shelfs where Lukis' book came from. "Date stamped is the same day he died." Sherlock commented. I removed some book beside John and we noticed some gold spray paint. "Sherlock." John called. Sherlock looked at us and removed more books with one hand. My, my, he's got big hands. I shook my head. Now's not the time for that. The sign was the same in that guy's office. We go back to the flat and look at the pictures, more like they.

I was contemplating whether to call the Doctor or not. I didn't really pay attention to what they were talking about, but I heard Sherlock reply, "Only the cipher can tell us."

"Emily, come on." John said stopping at the door. I sighed and walked down with him. We walked to Trafalgar Square. I didn't listen to their conversation, but I could feel like Sherlock was about to say something unexpected so I wrapped my arm around his left arm and turned my recorder in the phone on. "I need to ask advice." Sherlock stated. I chuckled. "What!? Sorry!?" John asked smiling. "You heard me perfectly. I'm not saying it again." He replied giving John a glare. "You need advice?" John asked still smiling. I stopped my recording and let go of Sherlock. "On painting, yes. I need to talk to an expert." Sherlock replied giving me a raised brow.

I just smiled and walked beside John. I pulled him a bit back and showed him that I recorded what Sherlock said. We giggled walking behind Sherlock. "Part of a new exhibition." The guy said to no one in particular. "Interesting." Sherlock stated clearly disinterested. "I call it Urban Bloodlust Frenzy." He stated. "Catchy." John and I said in unison. "I've got two minutes before Community Support Officer comes round that corner." He said spraying. "Can we do this while I'm working?" He asked turning towards Sherlock. Sherlock got out his phone while the guy checked me out. "Know the author?" Sherlock asked handing him the phone. He peeled his eyes away from me and looked at the photo and handed John a bottle of spray paint.

"Recognize the paint. It's like Michigan; hardcore propellant. I'd say zinc." He replied. "What about the symbols: d'you recognize them?" Sherlock asked again. "Not even sure if it's proper language." He replied giving the phone back. "Two men have been murdered, Raz. Deciphering this is the key to find put who killed them." Sherlock stated. "What, and this is all you've got to go on? It's hardly much, now is it?" Raz asked. "Are you gonna help us or not?" I asked frowning. "I'll ask around." Raz replied. "Someone must know something about it." Sherlock said frowning. "Oi!" Someone shouted. We turned around to see Two Community Support Officers.

Sherlock got his phone from Raz and gripped my wirst as we ran leaving John behind. When we finally reached the flat, I pulled my wrist out of his grip and went in. "How could you even leave John behind!?" I asked frowning. "You're voice is polluting my thinking." He replied adding a few more photos on the mirror. "You know what, fine. Just stay here and do your research. I'm going out." I said walking down the street. I got the call card in my pocket and called the Doctor. "Hello, the Doctor speaking." He answered. "Can we meet somewhere. I need to talk to you." I replied. "Oh yeah, sure. I'll meet you at Trafalgar Square." He said ending the call.

I sat on the steps just in time for someone to join me. "Did something happen between you and your flatmate?" He asked frowning. I looked up and laughed. "How would you know if something happened with me and my flatmate?" I asked smiling. "Of course I know, Emily. Close your eyes. I need to do something quick." He said smiling. I frowned and closed my eyes. He touched my head then some flashbacks came to my head, but my phone rang. He removed his hands from my head and I opened my eyes. "You're my Dad." I exclaimed hugging him.

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"You better answer that." He said helping me up. "I'll see you soon, Emily." He said smiling and walking away. I smiled and answered my phone. "WHERE THE HELL ARE YOU!?" John asked furious. "Oi, calm down. I'm in Trafalgar Square. Why?" I asked frowning. "Wait for me there." He said ending the call. I frowned as I saw John in a cab. I went in and we headed to New Scotland Yard. "What did you do to Sherlock?" He asked looking at me. I sighed. "I got mad at him for leaving you. Why do you ask?" I asked frowning. "He turned into a fuming bastard." John replied. "Wasn't he already one?" I asked raising a brow. We looked at each other for 3 seconds before bursting into laughter. "Don't tell him I said that." I said after laughing. John nodded.

"Oh, and your probably due to the Magistrates Court on Tuesday. Don't worry, I'll get you out of there without even going through the whole thing." I said smiling. He just chuckled as we reached New Scotland Yard. "Your friend... M-Miss Smith! What are you doing here!?" Dimmock asked nervous. "Oh, I'm just accompaning John. Talk to him." I replied looking at John to give me the are-you-serious look. "Listen: whatever you say, we're behind you hundred percent." John stated. "He's an arrogant sod." He said looking at me. "Well, that was mild! People say worst." I said smiling. Dimmock hands John a diary. "This is what you wanted, isn't it? The journalist's diary?" He asked. John and I looked through the notebook to see a page that has been bookmarked with a borading pass to DDLC (Dalian Zhoushuizi International Airport) to Londodn LHR (London Heathrow Airport) on Zhuang Airlines.

"Thank you." I said smiling as I got pulled away by John and we walked the London streets. "Right." John said looking at the diary. "Can we please eat? I'm hungry." I asked walking backwards to hit someone. "Oh, I'm so sorry!" Sherlock and I said in unsion. "Oh, it's you." He said looking around again. I held in my anger and controlled myself not to hit him. "Eddie Van Coon brought a package here the day he died - whatever was hidden inside that case. I've manage to piece together a piece using scraps of information..." Sherlock trailed off. "Sherlock." John called. "...credit card bills, receipts. He flew back from China, then he came here." Sherlock said thinking hard.

"Sherlock..." John called again, but no avail. He gave me the do-it look. I gave him the do-I-have-to look to get back a just-do-it-already look. I sighed in frustration and kissed Sherlock. He froze for a minute and as I pulled away he pulled me closer and kissed me. I had wide eyes, but kissed him back. A cough was heard beside us. We pulled away breatheless. "That shop over there." John said pointing to the shop. "How can you tell?" Sherlock asked ignoring me. Oh, the nerve! "Lukis' diariy. He wrote down the adress. He was here too."John replied showing Sherlock the entry. "Oh." Sherlock said follwoing us to the shop since John pulled me with him.

We went into the shop. "Hello?" John asked still holding my hand. I sighed and looked around as well. "You want lucky cat?" The shop keeper asked smiling. "No, thanks. No." John replied pulling me with him. "Ten pound. Ten pound!" She said smiling. "No," He replied smiling awkwardly. "I think your wife, she will like!" She exclaimed. "No, thank you." He replied pulling me again. I pulled my hand away from him and felt someone smirking. I looked at Sherlock to see doing just that. I chuckled and walked to the woman. "I'll take it." I said getting my money out and gave it to the woman. She smiled brightly and gave me a cat. "Xie, xie." I said walking out to have John pull me back in again.

"Where do you think you're going?" He asked raising a brow. "Can't I ha-John, look." I called as I examined one of the cups. He looked at it and had wide eyes. "Sherlock." He called. Sherlock was immedtialey beside me. "The label there." John said pointing at it. "Yes, I see it." He replied just looking at label. I shook my head and looked at John to see him kinda annoyed as well. Sometimes I doubt that the great Sherlock Holmes was smart at all! "Exactly the same as the cipher." He said awkwardly clearing his throat and putting back the cup. Sherlock looked at us finally realizing what we ment.

We walked to a restaurunt across from the shop and ordered food. The waitress came back with our food and I digged in until I see Sherlock stand up and John after him. "You two go ah-" John cut me off. "You're coming right now." He said pulling me by the hand. I sighed and frustration and followed them. I climbed after Sherlock leaving John behind again. "Someone else was been here." Sherlock commented putting the vase back on the table. "Somebody else broke into the flat and knocked over the vase just like I did." He said walking around. I rolled my eyes and followed him. Sherlock takes something of Soo Lin's unmetionables and sniffs it. He grimances and puts it in the washing machine and closes the door.

I sighed and looked around hearing Sherlock's remarks and John replying to them. "Oh, stupid. Stupid. Obvious. He's still here." Sherlock said looking at me in surprise. "How did you get up here?" He asked frowning. "Duh, the stairca-" I was cut off by someone strangling Sherlock. I frowned and examined the man. "Hmmm... fits the description." Sherlock stated. I walked towards him, but the attacker tightened the scarf. "Sir, let him go or you won't want what will happen next." I said kinda worried seing Sherlock struggling to breathe. "John! John!" He called. I rolled my eyes and took a step closer to have the man stranggle him tighter. Sherlock loses conciousness so the attacker loosens his grip and I punched him on the jaw.

"I warned you." I said giving him and kick sending him flying outside, but he caught my leg and pushed me down then punched me on the nose and strangled me. I coughed and hit his stomach with my leg, but he dodged again and put something in Sherlock's coat pocket. I kneeled beside Sherlock and got his scarf off him. He took in deeper breathes and took out what the man put in his pocket to reveal a Black Origami flower. He stands up and wobbles for a bit going down the stairs leaving me behind. Oh, yeah. Just leave me behind.

John

I gave an exasperated sound and glared at Sherlock. Wait, where's Emily? "The uh, milk's gone off and the washing's starting to smell. Somebody left here in a hurry three days ago. Emily is still upstairs." He stated. I glared at him more and walked past him and walked up the stairs to see Emily with a bleeding nose and clutching her stomach. "What happened?" I asked helping her up. "Someone else was here." She replied in a whisper. I helped her down the steps to see Sherlock checking the envelop. I shook my head and laid Emily on the ground letting her lean on the wall. "Who did this to her?" I asked Sherlock. "Somebody left in a hurry three days ago." He replied examining the envelop. "Somebody?" I asked posiotioning Emily's head facing up. "Soo Lin Yao. We have to find her." He replied. "But, how exactly?" I asked frowning. "Maybe we could start with this." He replied croakily. "You've gone all croaky. Are you getting a cold?" I asked concenred. "I'm fine." He replied coughing. I helped Emily up and we followed Sherlock.

Emily

I just sat on a chair while waiting for the two to finish interviewing Andy. I decided to call Castiel since I was alone. "Castiel, can you come here for a minute? I need to ask a favor." I asked looking up. The sound of flapping wings came and Castiel sat beside me. "What happened to you?" He asked frowning. "I think you already know." I replied coughing. He touched my cheek and the pain vanished. I touched my nose to feel it was back to normal and my stomach felt fine. "Thanks." I said kissing his cheek. "You said you needed a favor." Castiel stated. I chuckled. "I just wanted to talk to you for a bit and keep me company since I wasn't capable of doing anything awhile back." I replied smiling.

"I see. What do you want to talk about?" He asked letting me lean on his shoulder. "My Dad, the Doctor." I replied smiling. "Your Dad is a smart man. He's saved Earth lots and lots of times. He was devastated of not finding you anywhere near Cardiff, but Torchwood, where Jack works, has a access to every camera in the state so they spotted you here in London two or three days ago." Castiel replied. "So, what do you do when you're not with those two hunters you always talk about, not helping in Heaven, or not helping my Dad?" I asked looking up to him.

"I just stay in one fixed point in time where a golfer was playing golf. It's very peaceful. It always calms me from everything that's happening." He replied looking at me and smiling. I chuckled hearing footsteps approaching. "Emily!" John called. The flapping of wings caught my attention again to find Castiel gone. I laughed standing up and walking towards them. "Find anything?" I asked smiling. "Your nose isn't bleeding anymore." John stated confused.

I laughed patting his back. "Yes, I know. Tell me what we're supposed to do now." I said frowning. "We have to get to Soo Lin Yao." Sherlock butted in. "If she's alive." John commented. I rolled my eyes and chuckled. "Emily." A voice stated beside John. I looked passed John to see Castiel. I had wide eyes and looked at the small package he had. "Who are you?" John asked frowning. "My name is Castiel. I'm a friend of Emily's." He replied walking past John and handing me the package. "Here. So you won't get bored." He said smiling. I chuckled and looked in to see a pack of cola lollipops. My favorites!

"Thank you!" I exclamied hugging him and kissing his cheek near his lips. "Just call me when you need anything." He said backing away and walking down the stairs. "Emily, who is he?" John asked frowning at me. "Oi, don't give me that look. He's just a really really close friend." I replied happily opening one lollipop and sucking on it. "Sherlock!" Raz called. We turn as we see Raz running towards us. "Oh, look who it is." John said getting a lollipop from my bag. "Oi, that's mine!" I yelled trying to get it back, but he already put it in his mouth. I laughed. "Keep it." I said looking at Raz. "Found something you'll like." He said smiling. We followed them as we passed by South Bank Skate Park.

My head started to get fuzzy. "John, I think I'll go back to the flat." I said feeling my legs feel wobbly. John stopped walking and turned to me. "Emily!" He yelled catching me. Sherlock and Raz turned to me too and helped John carry me to the side. My head felt like it was kicked by a horse. "Emily, what the hell is happening to you?" John asked checking my temperature. "Her memories are coming back to her in a flash and her head is over doing it. Making her head hurt." Castiel explained appearing and carrying me. I put my arms around his neck and hugged him tighter. "Where are you taking her?" Sherlock asked glaring at him.

"To someone who can heal her." He replied disappearing and appearing in the TARDIS. "Ah, Castiel. Just the ma-EMILY!? What is she doing here!?" He asked taking me from Castiel. My head suddenly felt like it's going to erupt anytime soon making me scream. Dad and Castiel held me in place while my head was still trying to process my so called Memories.

Flashbacks

"What's the emergency?!" Rose asked worried. "It's mauve." Dad replied trying to hold the Tardis together. "Mauve?" Rose asked walking towards Dad. "Universally recognized color for danger." Dad replied looking at her.

"Rose, I think you need a Doctor." Dad said kissing Rose. Light went in Dad. No... Please... Why does this have to happen.... I don't want Dad to leave... "Emily, come on stand up. We're leaving." Dad said helping me up. "I know you saw what would happen. I'll tell you a secret." He whispered smiling. I looked up with teary eyes. "Jack is alive and don't worry about me." Dad whispered closing the door behind him. I let him go and sit by the railing. "See you soon, Rose and Emily. Let me just say both of your were fantastic. And you know what... I too was Fantastic." Dad said then bright light covered his body then a new face came in. "Oh, where was I?" He asked checking his teeth.

"What's the city called?" Rose asked lying beside me. "This is New New York." I replied smiling. "Oh come on." Rose said scoffing. "It is. It's the city of New New York. Strictly speaking, this is he fifteenth so that makes it New New New New New New New New New New New New New New New New York." I said smiling at Rose. Rose laughed. "I'll give you two some private time. I'll jus go ahead to the hospital, Adiue." Emily said smirking at us as she walked towards the hospital.

"I thought we'd be in the Vegas era, you know the grr, chest hair." Mom complained walking out with her pink high-heels, layers of tulle, and her 50's chick gear. I laughed walking out with my motor. "You are kidding, right? You want to see Elvis you go for the late fifthties. The time with no burgers. When they called him the Pelvis and he still had a waist. What's more you see him in style." Dad commented.

"Hold on, Mom!" I shouted losing my grip on mom little by little. "Emily, take care of him." Mom whispered tightening her grip on mom. The force was to strong, she let ho of my hand. "MOOOOOOOOM!" I screamed on the top of my lungs. Parallel universe Mr. Tyler caught her in time and brought her to the parallel world.

"Both of you on your own. I, I love you." Mom said smiling. I stood up. "I love you too, Mom." I said hugging her out of thing air. She cried more. "Quite right, too. And I suppose, it it's the last chance to say it, Rose Tyler-" The power cut Dad off. I looked up to see him crying. I hugged him tightly. I can't. I just can't. I can't go on with life likes this. Dad turns around and lets me go.

"Just promise me one thing. Find someone." Donna said opening her arms for a hug. I walked to her and hugged her. I let her go. "I'll miss you, Donna Noble." I said walking back to the Tardis. "We don't need anyone." Dad said ruffling my hair. "Yes, you do. Because sometimes, I think you both need someone to stop you since none of you would stop each other." Donna said smiling. "Yeah, thanks then, Donna. Good luck. And just be magnificient." Dad said smiling. "I think I will, yeah. Doctor?" Donna asked. "Oh, what is it now?" Dad asked smiling. "That friend of yours. What was her name?" She asked smiling. I looked up at Dad and he nodded. "Her name was Rose." We said in union before we fly up into the sky and vanishing.

"Who are you and how did you get here?" I asked frowning at him. "I do not understand. Why do you need to assult me?" He asked frowning. "Oh... I'm sorry about that. What's your name?" I asked helping him up. Wow, he looked like a patient with from a psychic ward. "Castiel. Emily, what are you doing here? I thought you didn't want to see me. I'm glad to see you safe." He said smiling. Woah, first the glowing eyes, now the chraming smile. No, No,No! Not falling in love again. "Wait, how do you know my name? And how the hell are you in the Tardis?" I asked frowning and jumping back up the sofa with him. "I just zapped away from the Winchesters and Meg. I don't like conflict. So I thought of where you were and now I'm here" He replied looking around.

I finally accept Martha Jones! That's a really big achievement for me. Thanks to Castiel who has been trying to convine me to like Martha since Dad requested it. They actually talk to each other a lot to so I get stuck with Martha all the time and she isn't that bad.

"Oh my gosh!" Martha exclaimed. I looked at her direction to see a familiar looking man. I walked towards him, but stopped. It was Jack. Captain Jack Harkness. Dad brought me back by snapping his finger in front of me. Oh, he's flirting again. "Oh, don't start." Dad said smiling. I looked up at Dad and frowned at him. "You said he was dead." I said backing away from him. "Emily I-" I cut him off. "No. Not listening to anything you're saying. And you Captian Jack is the reason why we're in this place!" I houted again. "Emily? Oh, Emily it's you. I thought I'd never see you again." He said walking towards me. "Don't you dare." I said backing away from the three of them.

I ran and ran until I can't run anymore, but I could still here them calling my name. Then these carnivorous men came running after me. I had wide eyes and retraced my tracks running to Dad. "Dad!" I screamed. He looked at my direction and ran to me, but it was to late. Someone hit my head making me collapse to the ground. All my memories were becoming a blur and I could feel my body fading.

I was awaken by the sound of crashing, shuffling feet, and someone hitting my head. "OW!" I shouted sitting up causing my body to hurt. "Miss!" The same voice awhile back called. "Are you alright?" He asked trying to sooth my pain. I opened my eyes to see small blonde man in front of me, people rummaging around the flat, and a very attracive man standing in the middle of it all. "I'm fine, Mister-" I let him continue my sentence. "Watson. John Watson." He replied smiling. "I'm fine, Mister John Watson. I have to go look for someone." I said standing up and walking down the stairs, but someone caught me.

"Your arm is perfectly fine, but how? It was broken awhile back and your leg was in bad shape to. What did you do or how did you do it? No normal person can heal that fast. Your ar-" I cut him off by kissing him. He just froze. I pulled away smiling. "That shut you up. You ask too much questions. I'll answer those tomorrow if you don't mind." I said walking towards the room and closing it behind me.

End of Flashback

I took in a deep breathe and opened my eyes to see Castiel and Dad on the floor looking at me. "What did I do?" I asked standing up to fast making my body a bit sore. "Your memories... We saw them surrounding you." Dad replied pointing his sonic screwdriver at me. "Well, you're perfectly fine. Do you remember me?" Dad asked hopefully. I smiled and hugged them both. "Of course I remember you, Dad! And you too Castiel." I said kissing both their cheeks. "Will you travel with us?" Dad asked pulling away hopefully. I smiled sadly. "Dad, I think I'll stay with John and Sherlock for a bit. I just need time with them then I'll come back with you. I'm so sorry." I replied hugging him tightly. "I see. I'll see you soon, Emily. Castiel, please bring her back to them." Dad said kissing my forehead.

I hugged him back and walked to Castiel. He carried me, but I tried getting off him. "Oi! Put me down! I can walk!" I shouted hitting his chest. He tightened his grip on me and flew to the flat. I closed my eyes hugging him tighter afraid to lose my hold of him. "Emily!" John exclaimed standing up. I opened my eyes to see John with a happy smile and Sherlock glaring at Castiel again. "You can put me down now." I ordered smiling. I think I was blushing a bit as well. He tightened his grip on me though. "What is it?" I asked worried and nervously.