"Shhh..." Ally said with her finger to her lips and her other hand raised to stop them.

"But I didn't say anything." The Doctors said in unison. They then proceeded to look at each other and smile.

"Listen," Ally whispered, "I think somebody is downstairs."

The trio walked out of the room. Both of the Doctors had their screwdrivers raised. Silently, they tiptoed down the stairs. As the 11th Doctor put his foot down on the old wooden floor, it squeaked like a mouse.

11 had his hand on the door handle whilst 10 had his hand on the other. They both turned to look at Ally to build suspense. She rolled her eyes. With their screwdrivers aimed, they opened the door.

"They're screwdrivers," said the man with the black hair, "what are you going to do? Assemble a cabinet at us?"

"Holmes." The Doctors said lowering their screwdrivers, "Watson."

"Doctor." John said, "Doctor..."

"Don't worry, I told him all about you... two." Sherlock said.

Ally had been blocked out of the conversation by the men in front of her. When she heard dad's name being mentioned, she pushed past the two timelords.

"Dad?" She said to the blond haired man.

"Ally?" He replied.

The hugged for a while whilst everybody else stood around awkwardly.

"Look at you," John began, "You're so grown up. You were a little girl 5 minutes ago."

"I'm 21!" Ally argued. John was confused. A minute ago, he was on the phone to Mary about their baby. Well, he'd found her. The Doctors could tell that he was about to ask for an explanation.

"Wibbley wobbley." 10 said.

"Timey wimey." 11 continued.

The room was fuller now. 2 timelords, 1 alien and 2 humans. That is, of course, if you can call Sherlock Holmes and John Watson human.

"I guess," the 10th Doctor began, "this changes everything then."

"I'm still going!" Ally said.

"Going where?" John turned around, "Sherlock, where is she going?"

"She's going to hand herself in." Sherlock whispered to his friend, "I'm sorry John."

"Hand herself in to who?" Everybody was now looking at John. He was puzzled.

The 10th Doctor walked over to him. His blue, striped suit looked too tight for him. His brown trench coat trailed behind him like a cape. His white converses looked like they had been worn repeatedly. His hair trembled with emotion. John could see the sadness in his eyes. He began to well up.

"John," he whispered, "I am so sorry."

"No."

"John please."

"Not Moriarty. Please not Moriarty." He said breaking down in tears.

"Dad I'm going." Ally said. She had clearly made up her mind.

"What... What if you die?" He wasn't going to let her get away that easily.

"Don't you see?" Ally looked strange. She looked angry, "That's what people DO!" Silence fell across the room. You could have heard a pin drop.

"Ally?"

"I'm going," Ally added, "and there's nothing that you can say or do that will change my mind."