Alright, my lovely readers, credit on this goes to Sharadethia and their story When We Were Young. Go read that, it is fuckin' amazin'.

How To Effectively Fix Journey's End

It seemed they were doomed.

The Doctor, Rose, and Donna were in the Vault with Davros, holding cells surrounding them. The TARDIS (Along with the Doctor's hand) had supposedly been destroyed. Two figures lingered silently in the shadows, unnoticed. God knew were everyone else was.

The Doctor and Davros were throwing insults and remarks at each other. The Doctor was in the middle of saying how Davros must have been the Daleks pet when he fell silent mid-word. Rose and Donna looked at him. He was frozen, jaw open and un-moving. They looked at Davros, he had also frozen. The Daleks had frozen.

A sudden light flashed, and Mickey, Jack, and Martha appeared. They stared at each other and then at the frozen figures surrounding them.

"What the 'ell is goin' on?" Mickey asked, summing up everyone's questions.

"I believe I have an answer for you, Mr. Smith." A figure literally materialized right behind Davros. She was young, no more than 13, with dirty blonde hair. She was wearing black jeans, a black jacket, and black boots.

"And just who are you?" Jack almost growled, not liking the "vibe" the girl was giving off.

She cocked her head, as if considering the question. "Well, most people call me HTMPKDKEAFGSHMES, but 'cause I like y'all, you can call me Hannah." She grinned at them. She spoke with an obvious American accent, Midwestern to be exact. (A.N. Alright, silly Europeans, go look up 'Midwestern United States' on Wikipedia and go to part 6.4 to understand that last part. We Midwesterners are quite awesome.)

"And why have you decided, then, to go ahead and freeze everything?" Donna asked loudly. She tried to step forward, only to be knocked back by the holding cell wall. Hannah frowned.

"Well we can't have that, now can we?" She snapped her fingers. "We go on then. Step on out." Rose and Donna stepped forward experimentally, finding that the cells had been deactivated.

Hannah's grin faded as she answered Donna's question. "Something very confusing is about to happen, and I want you all to be prepared." She replied seriously.

Martha frowned. "Why? We don't even know you!"

The grin returned. "I'm nice like that." She clapped and let out a huff of air. "Let's get to it."

All around them, the scenery faded to white. The Doctor, the Daleks, and Davros all faded until they were surrounded by complete white. They all turned and stared at Hannah, who grinned in response.

"Let's get started."

And no, that long phrase of letters actually did mean something. It's the initials of my 'crew', as a mouth-breathing dip-shit sheep would say. (You can thank A Dose of Buckley for that last part.)

-The Linn