She was just standing there, waiting. My old friend Cecil."Three years!" I bellowed " You never even looked!"

" I never even knew you were gone" she whispered. Then she was blown into nothing. Bad Wolf girl, Rose Tyler, stood in an empty room, with a big blue box behind her. I'd seen her every night for the past three years, 2 months and 5 days since my parents' death.

" You'll be done waiting soon" she promised me. She had said the same thing 3 days ago. I hoped she was right. Then Jack looked at me, standing where bad wolf had. "Terri  Jones" he stated "you are the most..."

I woke with a start. Getting out of my bed, I stared at my tacked up pencil drawings. A slitheen above my head, (1885, a short trip to Yorkshrie, loooonnnggg story) a little adipose under my bed (1884, small outbreak to the west) and the countless others I had encountered or had seen of through the rift.

I laid a hand on my red converse, which oddly enough, still fit me fine. It was six in the morning, so I started to prepare for work. My annoying maids' dress hung on my dresser. I groaned, not wanting to get up.  

I made my way down to the kitchen for my early breakfast. Many of the other staff were already down there, cooking breakfast or making their own food before dawn.

" You ready for the huge party tonight?" my friend Fiona asked.

There was the biggest party of the year starting tonight. The missus would throw it every year. Well, we did the work. I was to watch Sofie until seven, when I could put her to bed, then I would be serving the guests.

"I Suppose" I told my 14 year old albino friend.

Preparations went by quickly. In what felt like minutes I was watching Sofie, telling her made up stories, Then I was relieved from my shift. Now, for the part of my day I liked the most. Investigations!

I had seen the newest mystery in a nearby village. I walked there, which took only a half hour, then got to work. I entered the constable's office. "Hello" I said. I pulled out my faked credentials.

"And what are you doing in my office, girl?" the old man asked, a little sneer on his face.

"I'm with the government." I announced, flashing my credentials " DI Jones. Now, what are these murders in your town?  Metal men shooting civilians? What sorta talk is that?"

"Now Miss Jones, I understand Queen Victoria may want to get these crazy claims under control, but we got the metal men all rounded up." He was keeping cybermen locked up in the basement. Just brilliant.  It was getting late, and I had to be back at five.  

" And how many men would you say there were?"

" 'bout 7, but why do you gotta know all this?"

"make sure you're doing your job right.  And, sir, you just got very lucky, I've got places to be. You can be I'll be back tomorrow, Though, so don't make a move on those metal men".

I Just got back to the house when the missus walked up to me. "Hurry, now, The party's at six, that's half an hour, so do get some drinks prepared, now, won't you?"  I hurried off. but then the doorbell rang."Oh, Terri, would you mind?" she was panicking now, nearly pulling her hair out.

"'course miss"

That's when I saw him.  He just walked up to the door. "hello!"

I Just stared at him. Of course, I knew I was being impolite, but I couldn't help it. I was transfixed, not by the spiky brown hair, o the swirly brown and blue tie.  It was the fact the he was in converse, and she was in a light pinkish-purpleish leather jacket and blue jeans. Last I checked, Converse weren't invented until the 1970's, not the 1870's.

I was pulled out of my remines by Ms. Smority " now, dear, run off to find Ellie and get her down to help seat these lovely guests.  I suppose that you'll still come down at seven, oh, I don't know what I'm going to do!"

"can I take your coats?" I asked the two 21rst century people.

An hour and a half later, I made the trek across the courtyard and began serving drinks while searching for my futuristic friends. "so, " the Man began, " pardon my asking, but, what year is this?"

"2014, you're at a cosplay convention, the theme's 1887!"

"oh, really,? Well, I thought It was the eighteenth century, but, wow, that far off? I should check my calibrations, Well, I say check, I should really re-rout them... cosplay? Really good cosplay! Well..."

I started laughing. " I can't believe you fell for that, Time Lord!" I said, the words and names pouring into my head from the rift. I was prepared for the pang in my temples, yet it still always killed. I blinked away the pain, and noticed that they hadn't noticed. " The year's 1887, but, you, you have a time machine! you've got to! which means you can take me home!" I laughed out loud again, and the girl was staring at me.

"well, we can, but that still doesn't explain the residual time vortex. These readings..." He pulled out a little wand like object with a silver staff and a blue tip.  He pressed a button on the side of the stick, and the tip lit up. A sonic screwdriver. " It's like there's interference. Have you got a mobile?"

"Nah, it broke a few years back, though it could be the cyberman that idiot of a policeman's keeping in the cellar.

" The what?" the man asked.

Of course, that's when the screams began. Ms.Smority came running over. Why me? I would have a more accurate idea of how to perform the avada kedavra. " Make sure the guests don't get injured by those, those metal men! you know what it will do to our reputation!"

"Yes Ma'am. I pulled my lovely little sonic screwdriver out of my pocket. The purple tip lit up as I held it up to my mouth. I set it to setting 87 and started speaking as I had when my brothers had nightmares all those years ago. calm. orderly.  

" We seem to have a disturbance (in the force) if you could please exit the area near the estate at an equidistant length of approximately 4 yards, we thank you for your cooperation."

"flight attendant much?" asked the dark skinned girl.

"Jones, Terri Jones. Torchwood officer 136. Nice to meet you!"

"I'm The Doctor, this is Martha. Now, sorry, but did you say Torchwood?"

"Yeah, had a little run in a few years back. Damn angel sent me here."

"DELETE! DELETE! DELETE! "  the cybermans' tinny voice echoed.

"Well, lovely to meet you, but I've got a job to do."

"Oh, but Jones Terri Jones, we've got to do our job too."

I fiddled with several switches on my screwdriver, before re-routing the whole contraption to setting 12, and  started to build. The many screws and trinkets that filled my pockets tumbled onto the brilliantly green grass. Honestly, what does she do to this grass, it's like a chemical or something.

I had finished three contraptions and was thinking about grass. Did I mention I'm ADHD? Of course, building the contraptions was the easy bit, placing the around all the cybermen was the hard part.  three little soda shaped devices with green lights at the to, in rings of course, to make an equilateral triangle. Looking up, I found myself looking at 5 cybermen, almost all. Okay, double count. Six.

My brain was on rapid fire today. I bolted. One little contraption  at the bench,  one  by the fountain, and one in my hand. 60 degrees a piece. Perfecto!

I took out my sonic and detonated the coordinating space time bombs. The hole opened, the hole closed. My work was done.

"Why'd you kill it?! You didn't have to kill them!" The Doctor was furious.

"And Rose Tyler coulda done a better job?!" once again, the pain flared in my head, but it was unexpected, as I already knew this fact. I knew I'd visibly grimaced, but I wouldn't let it fazed me. The Doctor looked at me, all anger forgotten.

"Rose Tyler?" Martha looked shocked, and I supposed rumors of Rose Tyler had been around in his spaceship.

"The Rose Tyler?" Martha asked, to no one in particular.  Ahh, I love knowing things others don't.   The one you traveled with? The one that died?"

"Enough chit chat" I announced, realizing the problem was looking at us from across the field.

There was one final cyberman.  

"Damn. He did say seven. "

A/N

and thats all folks! Sorry it took so long. strange thing called life got in the way. And I started watching Supernatrual. I might update soon. like two weeks? idk. anyways see you soon! ~raven