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Bad Wolf Bay. Again.

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Chapter 7

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?

Well. that was a question for another time. First: a good strong cup of tea. Eva had been busy in the kitchen for a while now, and suddenly she spun round. "What have you done with the Dimension Cannon?" Oh, he'd forgotten about that. He'd left it on the beach when he saw Eva. "Uhm, it's still out on the bay..?" Her eyes widened. "You have to go get it! If Torchwood finds it, we've got a problem!" she half-screamed. "Torchwood?" he asked. "Yes, it's gone bad, they try to kill everything alien now. Even the good guys, so hurry!" He definitely wanted to know more about that, but he figured that this wasn't a time for questions. He ran out of the room, only to run back in again. "Have you got a torch? I can't see anything out there" Oh, the irony. He needed a torch to save something from Torchwood. She handed him a small device. "Button's on the back," she explained.

Armed with a torch in one hand and his faithful screwdriver in the other, he set out again. It wasn't a very long walk, but due to the lack of light he couldn't really see where he'd left the Cannon. After wandering around without really seeing anything, he decided to zigzag across the beach. That was the biggest chance of finding it in time. When he was halfway, he started to feel a bit desperate. He waved around his screwdriver in the hope of finding something more or less human close by. He didn't; that meant that he was either just in time, or too late. He was hoping for the first, but was convinced of the latter as he had now reached the other side of the bay. The Dimension Cannon was still nowhere to be seen. Running back to the cliff, he thought about what kind of consequences this had. He asked Eva when he got back. "If it was before you arrived: not much. Now you've proven you can travel to this universe, on the other hand..." she paused, probably thinking about the terrible consequences this would have. "Have you been to House?"

"How did you know?" he answered, by way of answering the question. "Well, I figured that since it's the only way in and out of our universe you must have gotten in through there. So normally, they wouldn't be able to do anything with the Cannon except for going to House and dying there. Or coming back here, but it wouldn't matter much. But now, apparently, you can get out of this universe, to House and then into another universe. How did you escape?" The only way in and out? Yeah, that made sense. The universes weren't crumbling anymore, so travelling through the void for too long wasn't really an option. Which left travelling from outside the universe into another universe. "Weeell, it was mainly my TARDIS. She told me Rose needed me, and that she could help me get here. I guess we arrived a bit late, though. How long ago did they.. you know, leave? How did it happen?" He immediately regretted asking the question. A veil of grief covered her face, but she answered it nonetheless. "It was about ten years ago, they were going to celebrate their 50th anniversary with a trip in the TARDIS together. House caught sight of them, and I haven't heard from them since." 50th anniversary? That meant that Rose was at least 75 years old, and that meant... No, she couldn't be. Well, it explained the enormous amount of studying. "Eva?" he asked, cautiously. "How old are you?"


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