Sorry, once again, this is unedited. But, I do have the next chapter and a bit written down on paper. Just need to type it up.
Lost Planets Found
They didn't stop running till they were back at the TARDIS. When the Doctor saw that she was still standing there, he sighed in relief.
"Few," he said. "We're lucky she's still here. If what I think has happened, I'm surprised she's still here. There must be something keeping the TARDIS tied here… Actually, it's probably you." He plonked a kiss on the top of her head.
"What about Donna?" Rose said as he let them in.
"She's with her family. We just have to materialise into her house… Watch out for her mother, she's worse than yours! But Wilf is lovely."
"I've met him," she said.
"Really?" The Doctor paused. "When was that?"
"I don't know. I dropped my key at Rattigan's and Donna must have found it."
"You and that key… you keep losing it. We need a better way for you to get in, in case you lose it again… Hey! I wonder if it will work for you." He lowered the key he had raised to the lock and turned to grin at her. "New trick I learnt, courtesy of the brilliant River Song." He paused a moment, remembering the horrid memory of her dying before him. And trying to shake off the new information that she was really his daughter. "Just imagine the TARDIS door opening… and click."
Rose looked at him strangely and the Doctor just nodded in encouragement. So she closed her eyes, imagined the door of the TARDIS swinging wide open, as if to welcome her home, raised her hand… and clicked.
There was a distinctive snick and she opened her eyes to see the door opening. The Doctor grinned at her broadly.
"Must be the bond," he said cheerfully before dashing inside.
"So, why are there planets in the sky? What happened?" she asked as he danced around the console like she had always remembered him doing.
"I'm not a hundred percent sure, but I felt something. I felt time shift. We've been moved through time, out of sync… and if I know that nebula, we're in the Medusa Cascade."
"So, then, those other planets have been bought here too?" she assumed.
"Yes," he said excitedly. He was so happy that it was just like old times. The way she would always ask questions and guess at things… and more often than not get them right. "The Medusa Cascade doesn't have any planets… at least, not anymore." He was quiet a moment as he thought about what had been lost in this once wonderful place. The reason he had not been back there since he was only 90 years old. Then he sniffed and jumped back to dashing around the console. "We'll go get Donna and then see what's going on. That woman would murder me if I left her out."
They landed with a thump the second that he finished speaking. It was only a few seconds after that, they heard the key in the lock, and the door opened to reveal a stormy Donna.
"Alright, Spaceman, what the hell has happened now?" she bellowed.
"Well, I don't know yet, do I? Had to make sure you were okay. Now get in!"
"What the bloody hell is this?!" a grating voice said. Both the Doctor and Donna flinched.
"No, Mum, stay out here. Keep Granddad company. Oh, and stay inside, the both of you." And before Wilf or her mother could complain, she shut the door behind her. "Ugh! Never leave me in the middle of a disaster with that woman ever again!"
"That bad, huh?" Rose said, looking at the Doctor.
"Well, she is the only mother who hasn't slapped me yet."
"Hello," Donna interrupted as the Doctor landed them somewhere else. "Planets in the sky!"
"Right. Yes. I'll run a scan now." Once again, he was dashing around the console using his foot to hit switches and reaching further than that he should.
"Rose, when the word 'display' pops up on the monitor, hit the purple button."
"Okay," she said. Although, she was a little confused. Why would it say 'display'? The TARDIS screen was never in English.
She did as he asked anyway, and watched to the cue. Soon the circular patterns of Gallifreyan popped up on the screen. As she looked at it, though, it became clear in her head what it meant. She blinked in surprise before coming to her senses and pushing the button.
She didn't pay much attention as huge orbs were projected around the room. She just turned to the Doctor.
"How did you know that I could read Gallifreyan?"
"Just a guess. If you can speak it, then why can't you read it?" From his Cheshire grin, Rose knew he was being cheeky about something.
"We're speaking it now, aren't we?"
"Yes we are," he said happily, bouncing on his feet. "From the moment you looked at the monitor, actually. So you started it."
"What the hell are you two on about?" Donna said. They both turned to see her looking at them in bewilderment and annoyance. And they had to admit… it was quite amusing. "Would you two please stop speaking gibberish and tell me what the hell is happening out there?"
"Sorry, couldn't help it," the Doctor said. "Blimey, it's been a long time since I spoke my own language. Anyway, let's see what we've got." He pressed a button and the images on the screen were projected into the air. Around them were twenty-seven holographic planets, including Earth. "That's Pirovilla!" the Doctor exclaimed as he saw the planet. "Adipose III. The Lost Moon of Poosh. Looks like we've found those missing planets, Donna"
"Hey! That's Woman Wept!" Rose cried, pointing to the planet she had once begged him to take her back to more than once.
"And Clom! Who'd want Clom?!"
"With the Absorbaloff?" Rose said in disgust. "Hang on, what's that?" She pointed to something that was hidden among the planets.
"It's a spaceship…"
"I bet ya it's their fault," Donna said.
"I think you're right, Donna… That ship looks familiar… Look at this," he said, suddenly delighted. "Twenty-seven planets in perfect balance. It's gorgeous! Gorgeous and powerful. It's like an engine. All those planets fit together like pieces of a giant engine. But for what?"
They were interrupted as the planets flickered away and the screen buzzed. It just showed static for a moment, then a voice came over the speaker.
"Can anyone hear me?" she said. "The Subwave Network is open. You should be able to hear me."
"I know that voice," Rose said. "Harriet?"
"Can anyone hear me? This message is of the utmost importance. We haven't much time… Can anyone hear me?"
"Harriet?" Rose called louder.
There was a moments silence on the other line before she spoke again. "I'm hearing things…" Before Rose could tell her otherwise, another extremely familiar voice crackled though.
"The whole world's crying out. Just leave it."
"Captain Jack Harkness, shame on you! Now stand to attention, sir!"
"What?! Who is that?" Jack said. Seeing the static clear from the monitor, they rushed to the screen in time to see a video of Harriet sitting at her desk, holding up her ID.
"Harriet Jones, former Prime Minister."
"Yeah, I know who you are."
"Sarah Jane Smith, 13 Bannerman Road. Are you there?"
"Yeah! Yeah, I'm here! Yeah, that's me!" another familiar voice called. The Doctor laughed in incredulous wonder at the sound of his old friend's voice.
"Good. Now, let's see if we can talk to each other."
She began typing at her keyboard, and in seconds, four new video boxes had appeared around Harriet's, creating a five way video call. The static cleared from one to show Jack and the other to show Sarah Jane and a young boy who looked like he'd only just reached his teens.
"Seems like our other two contacts are having trouble getting through. Let's see if I can boost the signal." She tapped at the key board again, and soon the fourth screen was filled with a video of Martha.
"Hello?" she said.
"Martha Jones!" Jack laughed in delight. "Martha, where are you?"
"I guess Project Indigo was more clever than we thought. One second I was in Manhattan, next second… Maybe Indigo tapped into my mind, because I ended up in the one place that I wanted to be." A similar looking woman who must have been her mother came on screen and looked fondly down at her daughter.
"You came home," she said. At the end of the world, you came back to me."
"But all of a sudden," Martha continued. "It's like… the laptop turned itself on?"
"It did," Harriet said. "That was me. Harriet Jones, former Prime Minister."
"Yes, I know who you are," Martha said.
"I thought it was about time we all met, given the current crisis. Torchwood - this is Sarah Jane Smith."
"I've been following your work," Jack told Sarah Jane. "Nice work with the Slitheen…"
"Yeah, well, I've been staying away from you lot. Too many guns." She gave a weary nod at the boy next to her.
"All the same… might I say, looking good, ma'am."
"Oh, not now, Jack. And most certainly not with her!" the Doctor cried.
"Doctor?" Martha said.
"Oh, yes, sorry. Hello. I'm here too. Oh. Oh, I'm the last contact. Sorry, I don't usually leave the TARDIS open to Subwave Networks. Not on my side anyway. Learnt my lesson with that one already. Give me a second." He dashed around the other side of the console and pressed a few buttons before jumping back.
A light above the monitor flashed and then a video of them appeared in the last box. Everyone seemed to blink in shock.
"Oh my god," Harriet said, holding her hand to her heart, a sad look on her face as she stared at the screen.
"It's you!" Martha cried. Jack just laughed and clapped. It was Sarah Jane who finally cleared the confusion and asked around what everyone was going on about.
"Rose?! Oh, Doctor, what have you done?"
"What do you mean 'what have I done'?"
"You know better than interfering with time lines!" she said, sounding quite distressed.
"I haven't!" he said defensively.
"Then why is Rose here?"
"I came back," Rose said.
"From the dead?!" Suddenly she clamped her hand over her mouth, realising what she had let slip.
"Ohhh… I forgot about that…" the Doctor said.
"Forgot! You went to her memorial service!"
"You did?" Rose said in surprise.
"She never died!" he cut over top of them impatiently.
"That's Rose!" Martha said. "But… I know her!"
"Yup, that's her," Jack grinned. "Good job, Rosie. I see you found your man."
"Yeah, I got there eventually," she grinned.
"Hang on!" the Doctor said. "You knew too? Why am I the only one who didn't know?!"
"Well, if it makes you feel any better, Doctor, Sarah Jane and I didn't even know she was still alive. But, anyway, back to the matter at hand. I actually gathered everyone to help find you… Only it seems that job is now done."
"This is a pretty impressive piece of tech. How did you do it?"
"This, ladies and gentlemen, is the Subwave Network. It was created by the Mr Copper foundation and I developed it. It's a sentient piece of software programmed to seek out anyone who could help to contact the Doctor… It appears that extends to the Doctor as well."
"Mr Copper?" the Doctor said with a hint of delighted suspicion.
"What if the Daleks can hear us?" Martha said.
"Daleks!" Rose cried before anyone could reply. "But rid of them! Again!"
"The Cult of Skaro escaped," the Doctor told her. "Temporal shift. They ended up in New York during the depression. Martha and I ran into them… Only Dalek Caan survived."
"Oh, that's just not fair!"
"My thoughts exactly," he huffed.
"But it's not just Dalek Caan anymore," Martha said. "There are billions of Daleks, all over the world."
"How many times do I have to wipe them out of existence before they stay gone?"
"Let's try one more time, Rosie," Jack said.
"I agree," Sarah Jane said. "Let's get rid of them once and for all."
"Whoa, whoa, whoa!" the Doctor said, a somewhat horrified expression on his face. "You do realise you're talking genocide".
"They're taking people off the streets, Doctor. I can't stand for that. You know better than anyone there's only one way to stop them."
"Taking people?" Rose said. "But Daleks just kill... it's all they're good for."
The Doctor blinked hearing words so similar to what he had once said. It was strange to think that they now all saw as he once had, yet he, who had lost so much because of them, was still cringing at the thought of them being gone.
Maybe it was understandable. A lot had changed in the last few years. He didn't want to commit another genocide. And he couldn't let Rose go though that again, either. To top it off, he didn't want any of his other friends to go through that either. No matter how horrid the race, having the guilt of destroying so many lives was not an easy burden.
What did that leave for him to do? Was there even any chance of reasoning with them this time?
"We could do with a weapon right about now," Jack said. "Martha, back at UNIT, what did they give you? What was that key thing?"
"The Osterhagen key," she said darkly.
"The what?" Rose and Donna said at the same time.
"That key is not to be used, Dr Jones," Harriet said in a firm voice. "Not under any circumstances!"
"What's an Osterhagen key?" the Doctor asked. "Well, obviously made by someone called Osterhagen, but anyway…"
"Forget about the key, and that's an order! It is nothing to worry over, Doctor, because it will never be used. It would be better off being destroyed."
"Harriet," the Doctor said. "Thank you." The woman blinked in surprise. "What you've done here, it's incredible."
"Thank you," she said quietly.
"Doctor, I'm going to come to you," Jack said. "Martha, open that Indigo device… Now, there's a sting of numbers that keep changing. But the fourth number keeps oscillating between two different digits. Tell me what they are."
Martha did as she was told. "It's a four and a nine. We could never work out what they are."
Jack shrugged on his jacket as he spoke. "Yeah, it's the teleport base-code. That's all I need to get this thing working again!" He began fiddling with his Vortex Manipulator. "Oscillating four… and nine. Thank you, Martha Jones! Locking onto the TARDIS…. Gwen, Ianto, I'm coming back. Rose, sweetheart, see you in a tick!"
There was a zap, and Jack disappeared.
"Ooh! So he's coming here," Donna said excitedly. Rose roller her eyes and the Doctor opened his mouth to reprimand his friend, but another voice cut him off.
"Doctor, Mr Smith has found where you are. I'll be there as soon as I can."
And before anyone could reply, her screen went blank.