The end has come. Some will die, but some will survive. Some will leave, while others will stay. The Doctor must choose: Is he a coward or a killer?

***

Willow stood at the side of the ship, hoping not to interfere. She gazed around the complex infrastructure, while She tugged on my dark blue fleece for comfort. The light didn't help at all, it made her clothes look lighter than they should be; it even affected her hair. Her skin was paler than usual, the bronze metal around her changed everything.

A Dalek approached her once again, questioning what the Doctor might do. "You know the Doctor. You understand him. You will predict his actions." It demanded.

She shook her head, defying their order. "I don't know! And even if I did, I wouldn't tell you."

"Predict! Predict! Predict!" It screamed, using enforcement.

The Dalek turned around to hear what the other one had to say. "TARDIS detected in flight."

"Launch missiles. Exterminate."

She gasped a little, knowing the TARDIS won't survive that impact. "You can't! The TARDIS hasn't got any defences. You're going to kill him."

"You have predicted correctly." That's what they wanted; they wanted her to predict and they made her without realising.

***

"We've got incoming!" Jack bellowed as the missiles edged closer to the ship. However, the Doctor, Rose and Jack had one thing the Daleks didn't see coming: protective shielding.

As the missiles crashed into the ship, the ship convulsed a little and set off a huge explosion in the vacuum of space. Yet, it was merely a simple illusion that would make the Daleks think they've won.

"The extrapolator's working. We've got a fully functional forcefield." He looked in Rose's casual direction. "Try saying that when you're drunk."

The Doctor smiled. "And for my next trick." He flicked a few buttons, causing them to enter the Dalek ship and materialise there.

***

Suddenly, wind came out of the walls and a well-known sound along with it. The walls shifted into the inside of the TARDIS. She noticed the Doctor, slowly fading in. The wind ceased, but it seemed the Doctor wasn't exactly in the best mood. "Willow, get down!" He ordered, confounding her. "Get down, Willow!" Looking in the corner of her eye, she saw the Dalek guarding her.

Quickly, Willow ducked down, just before it fired. All she could heard was its laser bursting out of its gun, however, another gun shot rang through and there was a sudden explosion. She stared up at the Dalek, who was now in pieces of burnt metal and goo.

Willow straightened up, still in shock over what just happened. "You did it." The Doctor jogged over to her, embracing her. He squeezed so hard that it felt like she couldn't breathe. "Feels like I haven't seen you in years."

"I told you I'd come and get you." He said, stroking her ginger hair.

She beamed a whitened grin. "Never doubted it."

"I did. You all right?" He checked her over, in case of any injuries.

She let go of him and spun around, checking herself over. "Yeah. You?"

"Not bad, been better."

"Hey, don't we get a hug?" Jack interrupted, pointing out that he and Rose were still here.

"Oh, come here!" Willow jumped on top of Rose, who hugged her like a missing teddy bear.

After she stopped suffocating her, Jack grabbed Willow and lifted her up in joy. She squealed as he twirled her around, holding her close. He really was like the brother she never had. "Welcome home!"

It still amazed her that, even though she had lived in London all her life, the TARDIS felt like the place she belonged. Willow loved every second of being here.

"Oh, I thought I'd never see you guys again." She physically couldn't stop smiling, due to the fact that she was with her family again.

"Oh, you were lucky." Jack remarked. "That was just a one shot wonder. Drained the gun of all its power supply. Now it's just a piece of junk."

The Doctor surveyed the destroyed Dalek with absolute detail. The others joined him, examining it. "You said they were extinct. How comes they're still alive?" inquired Willow, returning to the matter at hand.

"One minute they're the greatest threat in the Universe, the next minute they vanished out of time and space." Jack commented.

"They went off to fight a bigger war." He paused, knowing the topic all too well. "The Time War."

Jack raised his eyebrows in surprise. "I thought that was just a legend."

"I was there. The war between the Daleks and the Time Lords, with the whole of creation at stake. My people were destroyed, but they took the Daleks with them. I almost thought it was worth it. Now it turns out they died for nothing."

Willow shook her head, remembering how many Daleks there were outside. "There's thousands of them now. We could hardly stop one. What're we going to do?"

"No good stood round here chin wagging. Human race, you'd gossip all day. The Daleks have got the answers. Let's go and meet the neighbours." He grabbed his hands and rubbed them together, joyfully.

Rose and her were unnerved, trying to stop the Doctor from going out there. "You can't go out there!"

Although, it was too late, he was out there with the Daleks. They ran out and found that the Dalek's lasers couldn't penetrate the shield around them. "Exterminate! Exterminate! Exterminate!"

He made a little simper, shaking his head. "Is that it? Useless! Nul points." The others slivered through the doorway, shyly stepping out. He turned to his team, eager to get out. "It's all right, come on out. That forcefield can hold back anything."

Slowly, they stepped onto the ship, glaring at all of the Daleks. "Almost anything." Jack had to state, making the Daleks a little more confident about killing them.

The Doctor rolled his eyes. "Yes, but I wasn't going to tell them that. Thanks."

Soon enough, he realised what the Doctor meant. "Sorry."

"Do you know what they call me in the ancient legends of the Dalek Homeworld? The Oncoming Storm." He stopped in front of the Daleks, looking into their eyes. "You might've removed all your emotions, but I reckon right down deep in your DNA, there's one little spark left, and that's fear. Doesn't it just burn when you face me? So, tell me. How did you survive the Time War?"

"They survived through me." A booming voice spoke, making Willow flinch. They turned towards the area where the voice came from, gazing up at a Dalek who was twice its size but had its casing opened up. Inside was the mutated creatures that every Dalek had inside of them. From the looks of it, this was the leader of the army.

The Doctor introduced his friends to this strange Dalek king. "Willow, Rose, Captain, this is the Emperor of the Daleks."

"You destroyed us, Doctor. The Dalek race died in your inferno, but my ship survived, falling through time, crippled but alive." It claimed.

"I get it."

"Do not interrupt."

"Do not interrupt."

"Do not interrupt." The Daleks yelled at him.

"I think you're forgetting something. I'm the Doctor, and if there's one thing I can do, it's talk. I've got five billion languages, and you haven't got one way of stopping me. So, if anybody's going to shut up, it's you!" He screamed with anger. This was one of the few times Willow had ever seen the Doctor mad before. "Okey doke. So, where were we?"

"We waited here in the dark space, damaged but rebuilding. Centuries passed, and we quietly infiltrated the systems of Earth, harvesting the waste of humanity. The prisoners, the refugees, the dispossessed. They all came to us. The bodies were filtered, pulped, sifted. The seed of the human race is perverted. Only one cell in a billion was fit to be nurtured." Willow and Rose felt sick by its words and how it described humanity. It was disgusting. Revolting. Sickening. Any word could describe how she felt about this abomination.

The Doctor swallowed his sick, speaking up once more. "So, you created an army of Daleks out of the dead."

"That makes them half human." Rose uttered.

The Emperor seemed infuriated by the term. "Those words are blasphemy."

"Do not blaspheme."

"Do not blaspheme."

"Do not blaspheme."

"Everything human has been purged. I cultivated pure and blessed Dalek." When did the Daleks have time to create a religion?

The Doctor was amazed by the term. "Since when did the Daleks have a concept of blasphemy?"

"I reached into the dirt and made new life. I am the God of all Daleks!"

"Worship him. Worship him. Worship him." The Daleks screamed, praying to it like slaves.

"They're insane. Hiding in silence for hundreds of years, that's enough to drive anyone mad. But it's worse than that." He edged closer to a Dalek, staring into its soul through its eyestalk. "Driven mad by your own flesh. The stink of humanity. You hate your own existence. And that makes them more deadly than ever. We're going."

"You may not leave my presence." The Emperor demanded; however, it could not stop the Doctor, Jack, Rose and Willow from leaving.

We entered the TARDIS, hearing their screams from behind. "Stay where you are. Exterminate!"

The Doctor shut the door on them, placing his forehead on the gap between. Their shouts were getting louder and louder. This was one of the only times Willow ever saw the Doctor vulnerable.

***

They made it back to the Game Station, landing on Floor 500. The Doctor and Rose mentioned this place before, back when it was very cold. It was right after her weird dream; she still haven't told anyone about that.

"Turn everything up." The Doctor commanded. "All transmitters full power, wide open. Now! Do it!"

Pavale was working on the controls. "What does this do?"

"Stops the Daleks from transmatting on board. How did you get on? Did you contact Earth?" His voice sounded hectic; he really was frightened about what was about to happen next.

"Well, we tried to warn them, but all they did was suspend our license because we stopped the programmes." He emphasised.

"And the planet's just sitting there, defenceless." He looked at a little preppy-like girl with small bunches. "Lynda, what're you still doing on board? I told you to evacuate everyone."

"She wouldn't go."

"Didn't want to leave you." This made Willow question what he was up to whilst she was gone, the TARDIS team was big enough already.

Another woman spoke after. "There weren't enough shuttles anyway, or I wouldn't be here. We've got about a hundred people stranded on Floor Zero."

Pavale's eyes widened as he analysed something on the controls. "Oh, my God. The Fleet is moving. They're on their way."

Although, the Doctor wasn't just going to stand around and chat, he was going to do something. He went over to the system connecting to the computers, pulling out the conduits within. "Dalek plan. Big mistake, because what have they left me with? Anyone? Anyone? Oh, come on, it's obvious. A great big transmitter. This station. If I can change the signal, fold it back, sequence it, anyone?" He asked.

Jack gasped, knowing what he meant, even if we didn't quite understand what he was doing. "You've got to be kidding."

"Give the man a medal." He said with sarcasm.

"A Delta Wave?"

"A Delta Wave!"

Willow squinted with uncertainty. "A Delta Wave?"

"A Delta Wave.

"What's a Delta Wave?" Rose questioned.

"A wave of Van Cassadyne energy. It fries your brain. Stand in the way of a Delta Wave and your head gets barbecued." Jack described.

The Doctor laughed as he pulled out more chunks of metal and wire. "And this place can transmit a massive wave. Wipe out the Daleks!"

Willow was about to say a comment of encouragement, until Lynda cut in. "Well, get started and do it then."

Her eyes widened, sticking up her nose. "My line, bitch." She muttered, making sure no one heard her.

He tutted a little. "Trouble is, wave this size, building this big, brain as clever as mine, should take about, oh, three days? How long till the Fleet arrive?"

"Twenty two minutes." Pavale answered.

Jack started to help the Doctor with re-rooting the cables whilst Rose and Willow worked on the controls by the side. Not sure what Lynda was doing though.

"We've now got a forcefield so they can't blast us out of the sky, but that doesn't stop the Daleks from physically invading." He said.

"Do they know about the Delta Wave?" Pavale queried.

Jack nodded at him with a solemn expression. "They'll have worked it out at the same time. So, they want to stop the Doctor. That means they've got to get to this level, five hundred. Now, I can concentrate the extrapolator around the top six levels, five hundred to four nine five. So, they'll penetrate the station below that at level four nine four and fight their way up."

"Who are they fighting?"

"Us."

"And what are we fighting with?"

"The guards had guns with bastic bullets. That's enough to blow a Dalek wide open."

The woman commented. "There's six of us."

The Doctor glared at the girls, asking for help. "Rose, Willow, you can help me. I need all these wires stripping bare."

The woman smirked in an annoying fashion. "Right, now there's four of us."

"Then let's move it." Jack commanded. "Into the lift. Isolate the lift controls." Pavale and the woman nodded as they went over to the lift.

Lynda wandered over to the Doctor, nervously; as if she was about to say something she might regret. "I just want to say, er, thanks, I suppose, and I'll do my best."

He smiled. "Me too." It looked like they were about to go into a hug, but instead they gave each other a firm handshake. Willow smirked at her disappointment, she couldn't help it; her jealousy had reached the point of no return.

Jack waltzed up to them, just as Lynda was leaving. "It's been fun, but I guess this is goodbye." He shrugged, making Rose and Willow disheartened. They were a bit unsure of what was going to happen next, since they had just started a war with the most deadliest species in the universe.

"Don't talk like that. The Doctor's going to do it. You just watch him." Rose tried to lighten the mood; however, it was a lost cause. The trio had only known Jack for a little bit and he might be one of the people to die.

"Rose, you are worth fighting for." He smooched a longing kiss on her lips. She was a bit taken aback, but then fully engaged in the kissing fest. Eventually, he came up to Willow, giving her a smooch on the lips. "You are beautiful. Wish I'd never met you, Doctor. I was much better off as a coward." He kissed the Doctor on the lips, one that was as longing as Rose's.

"See you in hell." And with that, Jack was gone.

Every person, except the Doctor, Rose and Willow, left the room and headed into the lift to go downstairs; hopefully to recruit some new members for their new cause.

"He's going to be all right, isn't he?" Rose fearfully questioned the Doctor, hoping that it wasn't the last time they were going to see him.

He didn't answer.

***

They worked on the Delta Wave immensely, but Willow could tell the Doctor was a bit hesitant on whether this plan was going to work or not. Rose was rewiring something as she checked the clock to see when the fleet was going to arrive. "Suppose." She muttered, pausing for a bit.

"What?" The pair both stared at her in bewilderment, fully expecting of a meaningful statement.

She shook her head, regretting her sentence. "Nothing. No, I was just thinking. I mean, obviously you can't, but, you've got a time machine. Why can't you just go back to last week and warn them?"

Willow nodded. "You have a point. Could you, Doctor?"

"As soon as the TARDIS lands in that second, I become part of events, stuck in the timeline." He explained.

"Yeah, thought it'd be something like that" said Rose.

"There's another thing the TARDIS could do. It could take us away. We could leave. Let history take its course. We go to Marbella in 1989."

She smiled at his offer, but they both knew the Doctor too well at this point. The man who's observed his planet fall apart would never leave a fight. "Yeah, but you'd never do that."

"No, but you could ask." He stared into Willow's eyes. "Never even occurred to you, did it?"

"Well, I'm just too good."

Time seemed to stop every time he looked at her. Through his eyes, Willow could see the most amazing things. She could see the universe exploding in his mind and ideas being brewed. She could see adventures being planned and the places he wanted to go. But then she saw the loneliness of a sad old man who has nothing left in life except to see the stars until he dies. He drew back after his long glare, heading over to the console to inspect how the Delta Wave was coming along.

"The Delta Wave's started building. How long does it need?" He stopped, freezing and lowering his head slightly. It wasn't going to be finished in time.

"Is that bad?" The Doctor didn't reply to Rose; a solemn expression protruded on all of our faces. "Okay, it's bad. How bad is it?"

"Rose Tyler, you're a genius! We can do it. If I use the TARDIS to cross my old timeline. Yes!" Excitement exploded on his face as he came to the realisation that Rose's silly little idea could work.

The trio ran into the TARDIS where the Doctor explained what we needed to do. "Hold that down and keep position." He commanded Rose. "Willow, press that button there." She nodded as they got to work.

"What does it do?" asked Willow.

"Cancels the buffers. If I'm very clever and I'm more than clever, I'm brilliant, I might just save the world. Or rip it apart"

Rose shrugged, giggling a tad. "I'd go for the first one."

"Me too. Now, I've just got to go and power up the Game Station. Hold on!" He sprinted outside, closing the doors behind him. Although, something didn't feel right. Something was very wrong about this.

"Doctor!" She shouted. There was no response returned. Instead, the console started to shake a little and it seemed that they were taking off, but the Doctor wasn't inside. He was sending them away "Doctor, what're you doing?" Willow screamed at him. Running down to the doors, she started to bang on them, as did Rose, pressuring him to let them out.

Rose joined in with the shouting. "Doctor, let us out!" He wasn't sending them away. He couldn't be sending them away.

Yet, he was.

"Doctor, what have you done?!" They yelled, but it was too late; he was long gone.

"This is Emergency Programme One." Willow turned around in shock, glimpsing at a hologram of the Doctor. "Rose, Willow, now listen, this is important. If this message is activated, then it can only mean one thing. We must be in danger. And I mean fatal. I'm dead or about to die any second with no chance of escape."

Shaking her head in denial, she attempted to run up to the console to switch it off and send them back. "No! I won't let you!"

"And that's okay. Hope it's a good death. But I promised to look after you both, and that's what I'm doing. The TARDIS is taking you home."

"I won't let you die like this!" She sighed, giving up. If only he could hear her.

The hologram continued to stare at the doorway, only Rose stood there now. "And I bet you're fussing and moaning now. Typical. But hold on and just listen a bit more. The TARDIS can never return for me. Emergency Programme One means I'm facing an enemy that should never get their hands on this machine. So this is what you should do. Let the TARDIS die. Just let this old box gather dust. No one can open it. No one'll even notice it. Let it become a strange little thing standing on a street corner. And over the years, the world'll move on and the box will be buried. And if you want to remember me, then you can do one thing. That's all, one thing."

His head turned in Willow's direction as tears fell from her eyes. She was surprised, he couldn't have known she was there. "Have a good life. Do that for me, Willow. Have a fantastic life." She reached out to touch him; just to feel his warm touch again. But he faded like a ghost. It was the end.

Rose rushed up to the console and pulled every lever and button, trying to take them back. "Come on, fly. How do you fly? Come on, help me!" She cried, but it was too late. Willow stood there in a state of unhappiness. The Doctor was her life, she couldn't let him go.

Landing softly on the ground, the girls proceeded through the exit to London on an ordinary day. Finally, they were defeated. They had lost the war, but Willow had lost more than just that. She had lost a love that could have flourished if the Controller didn't put them into those games. She'd still be with him.

"I knew it!" They both looked up to find Mickey heading towards them. Willow started to sob tears of frustration and sadness. "I was all the way down Clifton Parade, and I heard the engines. I thought-"

"Not now, Mickey." She protested, choking through her tears.

"What is it?" He asked before Rose fell into his arms and held him for comfort.

She couldn't just stand here and do nothing. She had to try again. She needed to be with him.

"Willow!" Rose shouted as she jumped back inside the ship and started turning every knob and lever Willow could muster.

Her heart raced as she scrambled to get it to work. "I have to go back! I HAVE TO!" They both placed their hands on Willow, trying to pull her out. "I can't leave him! I love him! Don't make me leave him!"

As hard as she tried, she wasn't able to escape their grasp. They threw her out of the TARDIS and shut the doors behind them. Their voices shouted and cried at Willow, however, she pushed them out of her mind, continuing to think about the Doctor.

Eventually, she started to run from everything: The TARDIS, Rose and Mickey. Willow ran from everything that had occurred during the past months. Why was this all happening to her?

Why did she have these dreams?

Why did she care for the Doctor so much?

***

"Rose, I've called up the internal laser codes. There should be a different number on every screen. Can you read them out to me?" Jack questioned through the monitor.

The Doctor sighed. "She's not here."

"Ok. Willow, can you do that instead?"

"She's not here either." He felt the regret inside his own throat. It's only been a few months of travelling with each other, why does he miss her the most?

"Of all the times to take a leak." Jack shook his head. "When either one of them gets back, tell them to read me the codes."

"They're not coming back."

Jack still seemed confused by his remarks. "What do you mean? Where'd they go?"

"Just get on with your work." He said, trying to change the subject.

It was then that Jack realised what he was insinuating. "You took them home, didn't you?"

"Yeah." He confessed with slight tears in his eyes.

"The Delta Wave. Is it ever going to be ready?" He asked in uncertainty.

"Tell him the truth, Doctor." He looked up at the screen to find the Emperor Dalek communicating with him. "There is every possibility the Delta Wave could be complete, but no possibility of refining it. The Delta Wave must kill every living thing in its path, with no distinction between human and Dalek. All things will die by your hand."

Although he was right, the Doctor still had hope. "Doctor, the range of this transmitter covers the entire Earth." Jack commented.

"You would destroy Daleks and Humans together. If I am God, the creator of all things, then what does that make you, Doctor?" He continued.

However, the Doctor disagreed. "There are colonies out there. The Human Race would survive in some shape or form, but you're the only Daleks in existence. The whole Universe is in danger if I let you live." He turned to the viewing screen, glaring at Jack. "Do you see, Jack? That's the decision I've got to make for every living thing. Die as a human or live as a Dalek. What would you do?"

"You sent them home. They're safe. Keep working." He said, respecting the decision the Doctor had made.

"But he will exterminate you!" The Emperor protested.

"Never doubted him. Never will."

The Doctor felt hope inside of him, but he had one more question to ask the alleged God. "Now, you tell me, God of all Daleks, because there's one thing I never worked out. The words 'Bad Wolf', spread across time and space, everywhere, drawing me in. How'd you manage that?"

"I did nothing."

"Oh, come on, there's no secrets now, your worship."

"They are not part of my design." The Doctor's eyes widened at the revelation. How could that be? It was obvious that it was a way for the Daleks to lure them here. "This is the Truth of God."

He stared up at the Bad Wolf sign again, trying to comprehend what this could mean. If the Daleks didn't create it, then who did?

***

Willow sat on a park bench, crying her eyes out. To make sure nobody noticed her tears, she wore a hood over her head. Beside her was one side of the Powell Estate; her home. The other side was leading to the TARDIS; her real home. She couldn't just give up and give in. The Doctor always stood there proudly, watching mankind do the work while he went on and saved their lives over and over again on repeat, she wanted to do the same.

He was the only one who truly understood her. The only person she told about her dreams. Rose didn't know. Her family didn't know. No one truly knew how much the dreams hurt her, except him. He made a promise to protect the girls and he fulfilled it, but Willow couldn't just leave him to die.

The fleet's probably arrived by now. Well, in two hundred thousand years. It's funny. You think you have the time for everything and then you discover you don't. Life just passes on day by day. The Doctor sees it differently. He watches worlds being born and stars dying. He can relive past moments or discover what happens after. Every moment we have can be re-lived by him. The loneliest man in the universe. The loneliest girl in the universe. The perfect match.

"Thought you might be here." She gazed up to find Rose, standing at the edge of the bench. "I can't stop thinking about him either."

She sat down next to her cousin. "I'm just so worried about him."

"Same." She told her. "I understand-"

"No, you don't." Willow protested. "You may have been with him longer, but you don't understand how much he means to me."

Rose paused, hesitating on what to say next. "You really do love him, don't you?"

"What?" Willow backed away, standing above her best friend. "No way! I don't lo-"

"It's ok." She took her hands, calming her. "I think he likes you too."

Suddenly, a feeling of embarrassment flusters inside and she began to feel herself blush. "No chance now."

"You never know."

She stared out at the open ground, starting to feel lightheaded. Willow knew what was about to happen; she was going into a dream. Blinking rapidly, she tried hard to keep herself awake. However, it was no use.

But instead of being inside it, she found herself watching the events unfold in front of her. Willow checked to see whether she had fainted or not, but she was still sitting upright next to Rose. She didn't notice her dazed expression, due to the fact that Mickey had just found them.

She observed the dream closely, noticing a small little girl who looked nothing like Willow and the father she had kept seeing in her mind. They were standing next to what looked like an early version of the TARDIS.

"Why do we have to extract it, father?" The little girl asked.

He sank down to her level. "Because, my dear Raven, that power inside you is too massive and many Gallifreyans know what that power holds. You are still a little girl and I do not wish your life to be full of experiments placed upon you. Extracting it will save you from many ordeals."

"But I feel strong when I use it-"

"A little girl, even a Timelord, must not be able to wield its power. It can corrupt and control you. I can't let it put its influence onto you. Instead, I have a solution." He gestured towards the machine. "I've been trying to make it work for years, the perfect prototype of a travelling machine that can understand you, and perhaps the Time Vortex may power it up."

"When can I get it back?" She questioned.

"Raven, it will always be a part of you. You may not feel its power, but the remnants inside can lead you to do many great things. That's if you can wield it correctly."

She nodded excitedly. "I can wield it."

"First of all, you must prove it by sacrificing it." She glanced at the console and back at her father, disheartened. After a few pauses, she finally gave in, smiling at her father. He took a hold of her hands and placed it inside a big hole underneath one section of the console. Light flowed out of her like a river, she gazed into the light as it fled into the heart of the machine.

Abruptly, the console slammed closed and the machine started whirring. It was alive.

"Raven, meet your sister." He said, stroking her hair lightly. She grinned, pleased with herself.

The dream shortly faded, revealing two words that signalled what the dream meant. It was trying to tell her something, but what?

Bad Wolf

Bad Wolf

Bad Wolf

The words once again repeated in her head. It was everywhere. It was calling them all this time.

"Bad Wolf." Due to Willow's unexpected statement, Rose and Mickey both glared at her.

That was, until she noticed the words too. "It's over here as well!" She cried, waltzing up to the big white letters on the ground.

"That's been there for years. It's just a phrase. It's just words." Mickey argued.

"I thought it was a warning. It's the opposite. It's a message." She smiled, knowing what it meant. "The same words written down now and two hundred thousand years in the future. It's a link between us and the Doctor. Bad Wolf here, Bad Wolf there."

"But if it's a message, what's it saying?"

"It's telling us we can get back. The least we can do is help him escape." Willow sprinted towards the direction of the TARDIS, Rose and Mickey trailed behind.

***

"All the TARDIS needs to do is make a return trip. Just reverse." She explained, figuring out what exactly they needed to do.

"Yeah, but we still can't do it." Mickey tried to dishearten them; probably due to the fact that he was jealous about Rose's relationship with the men.

Rose tapped the console lightly. "The Doctor always said the TARDIS was telepathic."

"It's alive. It knows. It listens. " Willow remembered back to when it played that song for her and the TARDIS somewhat danced along.

"It's not listening now, is it?" He continued.

She shrugged. Willow knew what she had seen in her vision. The heart of the TARDIS has that little girl's vortex energy inside; they needed to harness it. That's what all the dreams were about. The TARDIS was telling her what she needed to do when the time came. "We need to get inside it. Last time we saw you, with the Slitheen, this middle bit opened, and there was this light, and the Doctor said it was the heart of the TARDIS. If we can open it, we can make contact. I can tell it what to do."

"I?" She asked.

"We." Willow stated, correcting herself

Mickey disagreed in a worried state. "If you go back, you're going to die."

"That's a risk we've got to take, because there's nothing left for me here." The girls both knew what they had to do; Rose would sacrifice anything for him. However, Willow would give everything to be with him once more.

"Nothing?"

"No." Mickey frowned slightly, understanding that Rose was no longer his.

"Okay, if that's what you think, let's get this thing open."

***

Mickey hooked his Mini up to a heavy chain and tried to tow the heart of the TARDIS open. He kept on driving faster and faster, trying to pull it. They encouraged him from the side and yelled to him to keep moving forwards. However, the console would not budge, no matter how hard Mickey tried.

Eventually, they gave up in the end. But there had to be some way. There's always a way out; that's what the Doctor always said.

Rose and Willow lounged on the leather sofa seat, settling their feet on the console. Jackie consoled the two, but it felt like berating. "It was never going to work, girls. And the Doctor knew that. He just wanted you two to be safe."

"I can't give up." said Willow, bluntly.

"Lock the door. Walk away." She suggested in a demanding tone.

Rose sighed. "Dad wouldn't give up."

"Rose-" Willow started.

"Well, he's not here, is he?" Jackie interrupted. "And even if he was, he'd say the same."

She felt a pulsating anger inside her grow. Rose knew Pete and he would never say that. "No, he wouldn't. He'd tell me to try anything. If I could save the Doctor's life, try anything."

"Well, we're never going to know." She commented.

Nonetheless, Rose stuck to her point, shaking her head. "Well, I know because I met him. I met Dad."

"Don't be ridiculous."

"The Doctor took us back in time, and I met Dad." She continued.

Although, Jackie failed to believe it. "Don't say that."

"Remember when Pete died?" She squinted her eyes at Willow in bewilderment. "There were two people with him. A blonde girl and a ginger girl. They held his hands as he died." Rose was sobbing, as Jackie continued to sigh in disbelief. "You saw them from a distance, Mum. You saw them! Think about it. That was me and Willow. You saw us."

"Stop it."

"That's how good the Doctor is-"

"Stop it! Just stop it!" She ran out the TARDIS in disbelief, Rose glaring after her. They had no chance.

It was over.

***

Next thing they knew, the trio was chilling on another park bench outside the TARDIS, as if they were waiting for a miracle. Willow had to try again, she had to save him.

"There's got to be something else we can do." Mickey suggested, trying to pull their hopes back up.

Rose frowned, disagreeing "Mum was right. Maybe we should just lock the door and walk away."

Willow stood up, storming in front of them. "I'm not having that. I'm not having us just give up now. No way. We just need something stronger than Mickey's car. Something bigger." She turned her head towards the main road, blinking in surprise as a big yellow truck started coming towards them. "Something like that."

It stopped right in front of them, they watched Jackie Tyler pop out of the driver's seat and waltz over to the confused three. "Right, you've only got this until six o'clock, so get on with it."

"Mum, where the hell did you get that from?" She asked.

"Rodrigo. He owes me a favour. Never mind why, but you were right about your dad, sweetheart. He was full of mad ideas, and it's exactly what he would've done. Now, get on with it before I change my mind." She threw the keys at Mickey, smiling at them.

They weren't finished yet.

Soon enough, they hooked the TARDIS back up to the chain and used the truck to yank it. Both Willow and Rose watched as the console became looser by the second. "Keep going!"

"Faster!" Willow yelled after, gazing out as Jackie shouted to Mickey and signalled what he had to do. "Keep going!"

"Give it some more!" She heard Jackie scream, right before Willow heard a crash behind her.

The chain rolled out of the TARDIS and onto the street. Unexpectedly, the doors shut in a slam, stopping Jackie and Mickey from coming in. She turned back at Rose, who was glimpsing into the heart of the TARDIS, entranced. "Rose, no!"

Willow shoved her back, knocking her aside and onto the floor. She was unconscious, but still breathing.

Her head swerved towards the light as she felt the energy swirl and embrace her. It shot light into her eyes as she began to feel stronger and powerful. Willow was more than a human being. She was time. She was space. She was the universe in form.

Willow was the Bad Wolf.

***

The Doctor was hard at work still, while the attack continued. The fleet had arrived and almost every person on the station was dead. All except for his close friends, for now.

"I've got a problem" Lynda said through the speaker as she hesitated slightly. "They've found me."

He furiously pulled every wire and snapped them together in a fast pace. "You'll be all right, Lynda. That side of the station's reinforced against meteors."

"Hope so! You know what they say about Earth workmanship." However, he could hear her heavy breathing at the other end. Suddenly, rapid steps lingered into the speaker and soon enough, there was the sound of glass shattering and a piercing scream.

The Doctor bobbed his head up in shock. Lynda was dead. Another one he failed to save. He knew who was next. "Last man standing! For God's sake, Doctor, finish that thing and kill them!" Jack shouted on the other speaker.

"Finish that thing and kill mankind." The Emperor Dalek was back on the viewing screen, staring down at him as if he were of a higher stature.

"Doctor, you've got twenty seconds maximum!" But the Doctor's eyes were focused on the screen in front of him. That was, until he heard a final shot ring out. He had lost all his friends; at least two of them were still alive and safe from harm's way.

"It's ready!" He stated, gathering the Delta Wave together. On schedule, every Dalek rolled in from the sides to meet him. "You really want to think about this, because if I activate the signal, every living creature dies."

"I am immortal." It shouted, pulsating.

"Do you want to put that to the test?"

"I want to see you become like me. Hail the Doctor, the Great Exterminator." It exclaimed.

He held his hands over the machine and threatened the race of killers once more. "I'll do it!"

"Then prove yourself, Doctor. What are you, coward or killer?"

He shot them a grin before readying himself to destroy everything-

Destroy? That wasn't part of the Doctor's code. The Daleks are ruthless and take no prisoners, but the human race, so many children down there. He let go of the switch and backed away, knowingly given up. "Coward. Any day."

"Mankind will be harvested because of your weakness." Every word that came out of its contorted body was sickening.

"And what about me? Am I becoming one of your angels?" He questioned.

It blinked its eye at him in a somewhat look of joy. "You are the heathen. You will be exterminated."

"Maybe it's time." His sight flickered as he shut his eyes, never to be opened again. He had nothing left to live for, except for Willow. But she was gone. She was safe. She-

An abrupt sound flooded the chamber as the Daleks searched the room without the Doctor noticing. "Alert! TARDIS materialising!"

"You will not escape!" The Emperor shouted in anger.

Opening his eyes, he pivoted round to find the TARDIS materialising behind him. The doors unlatch and were thrashed open. Glowing yellow light erupted from inside, a silhouette stood in the middle. The Doctor peered through the blaze, trying to make out who the silhouette was. His eyes widened as tendrils reached out to form a girl he felt like he hadn't seen for years.

"Willow?" A sense of fear flooded over him as he looked into her eyes. They glowed like the light inside his machine. The heart of the TARDIS was inside her; time and space inside her mind. "What've you done?"

"I looked into the TARDIS, and the TARDIS looked into me." Her voice sounded different, as if she were a god.

His mind was in terror, knowing that the energy could kill her. "You looked into the Time Vortex. Willow no one's meant to see that."

"This is the Abomination!" The Emperor screamed.

One of the Daleks edged closer. "Exterminate!" It shot a beam in her direction, however, she placed her hand in front. Unexpectedly, the ray bounced off and went back into the Dalek's gun.

"I am the Bad Wolf. I create myself." She glimpsed at the words on the wall. "I take the words, I scatter them in time and space. A message to lead myself here." Bad Wolf. It was all her. She was the Bad Wolf.

He tried to plead with her. "Willow, you've got to stop this. You've got to stop this now. You've got the entire vortex running through your head. You're going to burn."

"I want you safe." The yellow hue from her eyes faded. Tears ran down her cheeks, as if she knew that she had to sacrifice himself so he can live. "My Doctor. Protected from the false god."

"You cannot hurt me. I am immortal." She eyed him once more. The light returned to her eyes as she held out a hand.

"You are tiny. I can see the whole of time and space. Every single atom of your existence, and I divide them." All of a sudden, every Dalek in the room dissolved into particles and faded into the air. "Everything must come to dust. All things. Everything dies. The Time War ends." The Doctor could feel her pain inside her voice. It was killing her.

"I will not die. I cannot die!" The viewing screen disappeared in a golden warp and it was only the Doctor and Willow left in the room.

"Willow, you've done it. Now stop. Just let go." He implored.

A crazed smirk protruded on her face. "How can I let go of this? I bring life."

Inside his mind, he felt Jack coming back to life. The cost of not being able to control the power she held made Jack, not only alive again, but immortal. "But this is wrong! You can't control life and death."

"But I can. The sun and the moon, the day and night." She let out a groan of pain. "But why do they hurt?"

"The power's going to kill you and it's my fault." The Doctor, for once, was almost close to the tears.

"I can see everything. All that is, all that was, all that ever could be."

He slowly began to stand, placing his hands on hers. "That's what I see. All the time. And doesn't it drive you mad?"

"My head." Her tears erupted like lava as he pulled her in.

"Come here." He held her close, helping her to stand. He felt her growing weaker by the second.

"It's killing me-"

"I think you need a Doctor." He leaned in, cupping her face as he planted a passionate kiss to calm her.

She didn't hold back as they continued to kiss. In a single moment, everything became clear again. The energy crept out of her eyes and went into his; she could see again.

However, everything soon became a blur once more, she fell into his arms. Unable to hold her, he gently placed her on the ground, combing his fingers through her hair. He glared back at the TARDIS, he eyes as golden as Willow's. Exhaling a single breath, all of the Time Vortex energy flooded back into the TARDIS and into its heart, so they could travel in time and space infinitely.

***

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