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Bad Wolf Bay. Again.

Chapter 6

She ran along the beach, towards the cliffs. The closer they got, the more he realised that this world was falling apart. The cliffs were darker, shadows creeping in the cracks. They were headed for a particularly large crack near the sea, vertically opening at ground level. Walking here behind her led him to ponder a bit further on the situation, and the depth of it. This was Rose's daughter. Which meant that she and his other self had lived a happy life, for at least a couple of years. Nonetheless, she'd mentioned that both of her parents had either died or left, so it had been a rough time for her. Maybe she wasn't their only child, and were the others still at home. Or maybe they had 'left' as well. How long had they been gone? He hoped she had the chance to grow up with both of her parents around; they could have seen the universe together. Well, if the TARDIS was already fully grown, that was. He'd given them a piece of his own back on this bay, and if Donna's plan of shatterfying the plasmic shell, and modifying the dimensional stabilisers to a foldback harmonica of 36.3 had worked, the growth power should be accelerated by 59. Meaning that the sister ship should've been ready for flight in no-time.

They'd reached the cliff face, and stood right in front of the crack. "Wait here," she said, and disappeared into the shadows. After a seconds, which felt like hours waiting out there in the cold, the crack was lit and she emerged again. "Come on, let's get inside." He followed her into a hall carved out of the cliff, which led to a small room with just a kitchen, a bed, a shower, a toilet and a staircase that led upwards, presumably to the top of the cliff. "You wait here, don't follow me," she told him, before turning around and climbing the steps. Again with the waiting. He really didn't like waiting, however it gave him the chance to inspect the room where she lived. At least, he presumed she lived here.

There wasn't much to discover, he realised. It was all just a boring as it looked, except for one tiny detail. When he was done with the inspection, he'd sat down on the bed. And next to the bedside was a picture, battered from being touched a lot. Looking at it torn his hearts in two, yet at the same time it made him feel relieved. A young Rose, maybe a year older than when he left her, stood next to his other self, both casually leaning against the TARDIS; again disguised as a police box. In Rose's arms was the most beautiful girl he had ever seen, short red curls and brown eyes, like her father. She looked nothing like the girl whom he was waiting for now, though. Maybe she had a sister after all.

The girl in question came down the stairs, without the woman in her arms. "Where is she?" he asked. "She's safe, don't worry. I'll get you to her in a minute; first, we need to talk." Yes, he agreed with that. There were a lot of things to tell, and a lot of things he wanted explained. First of all, her name. Talking to her had brought up the question of what to call her. 'Rose's daughter' sure wasn't going to cut it for the rest of the day. He decided to ask. "Eva. It's Doctor Professor Eva Tyler," she'd replied. Hmm, Eva Tyler, sounded like a good name. A doctor and a professor, then. He wondered again how old she was, she looked twenty at the most. How and where had she found the time to study?

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