RL: And after...

[skullfuck_a_nun]

Chloe stayed behind one of the many nooks and crannies on the TARDIS, listening to the familiar 'vworp vworp' noise the time machine made. She had escaped with her life; she was bruised and scratched up, her hair had been torn out of their braids and fell in fiery waves down her back, and her butt was going to kill her in the morning. But she was

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[timey_wimey]

Everything was wrong. Everything was more than wrong.

The metacrisis between Donna and his other self, his handy spare hand that was no longer a spare hand, should never have happened. He'd known as soon as soon as Donna had started talking like him that one way or another, she was doomed, that the Donna Noble he'd known, brilliant, fantastic Donna Noble, was going to die.

So he'd done the one thing that she would never have wanted, and erased her memories. And then Haruhi had run out to Omega-knows-where in Chiswick. In short, everything was going to hell.

He leaned against the console. He should go after Haruhi, he needed to go after Haruhi - but. Wait. What was that shifting noise? Was someone else still here?

"Who's there?"

[skullfuck_a_nun]

Chloe froze, then sighed, whining softly. "Man," she muttered as she came out of hiding, "My ninja-fu has failed!" She pouted a moment, then smiled her trademark smile. "Hey Doc," she greeted softly.

[timey_wimey]

He blinked, and then realised that yeah, he had forgotten to drop one person off. Good show, Doctor.

"Chloe?! What are you still doing here?"

[skullfuck_a_nun]

Chloe's face grew serious, odd for her, and rare... And only the Doc had ever seen it. "Because you're not okay," she replied, taking a few steps towards him, "I... I couldn't just leave you here, ya know? And I think you need someone here right now." She smiled again. "Even if it is just little old me."