We're back!

I couldn't keep you guys waiting so long, I missed you! Honestly, and it's not even been that long, anyway! Here we go, this is written on a joint effort with me and the oh so fabulous Bad2Wolf2Mcgee! Who most of you already know from her fantabulous story what's in a name and from where I jumped into her world in Wonderland, so woo, for us!

If you don't read What's in a Name (you should, it's epic) and basically, what you really need to know is she was there all through Torchwood, she has a connection to the TARDIS, she loves Jack. And her and Jack are travelling with the Doctor, Amy and Rory. The rest you can pick up on, and you really should read it it's very good. Enjoy!

Chapter 1

"It's never that simple,"

"I've done it, I know someone who does it all the time," Jack replied.

"Yes, but you and Fawks are both only one person, well, Fawks is one and a bit," The Doctor sighed. "If you were to do it with something as big and complicated as the TARDIS, filled with people the universe would rip,"

"The TARDIS could handle it," Amy scoffed as the words left her mouth the police box shuddered, and jumped into flight, Winter yelped and clutched her head as the light that was a constant shine behind the mind-barrier flashed with a sudden brightness. Although barrier stayed in tact Winter was a little shaken up, the TARDIS had overwhelmed her for just a second with a single thought of,

"save her." But who?

"What the hell?" Jack said, looking around, he met Winter's eyes.

"I'm alright." She replied, he eyed her for a second before turning back to the Doctor.

"What happened?"

"We've landed somewhere new." The Doctor said. He looked over at Winter.

"Was that you?"

She shook her head, "Since when have I been able to fly the TARDIS in my head?" she replied sarcastically, "That was her." She gently stroked her hand down the console. The thoughts had disappeared with the light fading down into the warm glow she was used to, but the feelings were there, longing to go outside, to save her. "Who?" She asked quietly.

"Yes, it's a planet!" Amy laughed, opening the doors, Jack walked round the console and took Winter's hand, she gave one last look to the central column and headed out.

The Doctor was grinning like a little boy, the planet they had landed on wasn't densely populated, the majority of creatures that they could see were wild horse like creatures dotted over the rolling hills and vast open expanses of grass, the moon above them was nearly ten times the size of earth's.

"Where are we?" Rory asked, watching a herd of horses galloping together at the base of a hill.

"Sviti Kun," The Doctor smiled. "Beautiful planet, hardly any humans come here."

"Why not?"

"Rains a lot," The Doctor replied simply.

"Like England then," Rory said.

"Talking of rain," Amy sighed as thunder clapped over head, rain clouds beginning to roll in, the first few drops were slow to fall, but after that it was like a monsoon, streams of endless water pouring from the sky, they made a silent decision to wait until the downpour had stopped before exploring but as they turned to the TARDIS there was a noise of lightening and the TARDIS made a solemn threatening sound. As the rain poured down around them, something else fell from the sky. It hit the roof of the blue box with a dull thud, sliding down to the floor as more water cascaded down onto it. The Doctor frowned, rushing to the falling object, he looked down at it and then back up to the sky, pointing his screwdriver upwards and waving it around. His voice only just made it above the sound of the continuing rain.

"Jack, Rory, help me get her into the TARDIS." The Doctor said solemnly, running his screwdriver over what turned out to be a body.

"Her?" Jack asked, when he reached his side and looked down he gave a shocked gasp and looked back up at Winter. She warily approached but something inside of her already knew, still her eyes widened in shock as she took in the sight of a soaked and bloodied, unmoving Captain Rachel Falcon.

"The Doctor said she might never wake up," Amy said quietly. Looking at the bed.

"She'll prove me wrong just for the sake of it," The Doctor replied, a smile pulling at his lips. The five of them, surrounded the demon as she lay inert on the bed. Winter hadn't let go of her hand since they'd got her inside. Not even the Doctor had successfully removed her. Fawks' skin was cold, unlike the radiating heat that normally came from her.

"Are you sure she's alive?" Rory said gently, checking her pulse, there was nothing there. Winter flinched and felt the Doctor pat her shoulder as he replied.

"Yes." The Doctor nodded confidently. "She has a nifty little trick of being able to shut down, living off her demon heart for short periods of time, it's just her body is so weak… I don't know if she'll wake up before her demon gives up."

Winter didn't speak, she was simply watching and waiting for Fawks to get up and smirk at her, she'd waited for her to get better once, she could do it again. Jack circled the bed and stood behind her. He pulled her backwards to lean against him, rubbing comforting circles in the muscles of her shoulders. She didn't even know if this was her Fawks. The ripped clothes were different, she had longer hair in a different style and more scars on her face, but that didn't rule out the possibility of her being the same. Why wouldn't she wake up?

"She's stubborn," The Doctor said, as if answering her silent question, "She'll wake up."

She didn't, for three days Fawks' body remained exactly the same, cold, stiff and still. Winter stood guard by the bed, surviving on toast and tea provided by Jack and the occasional Jammy dodger from the Doctor. Jack waited patiently at her side. He brought in books from the library to entertain her and refused to let her sleep in there alone. He was constantly there and she was grateful for it.

On the third day the other three joined them again to check up on the situation. Winter could see the questions burning behind Amy's mind, obviously the Doctor hadn't given in and explained who Fawks was, except for what Amy already knew, that Fawks was a criminal, and a bloody good one.

"The only change is her heart rate," The Doctor told them slowly, "It's slowing down."

"That means she's going to wake up soon though, right?" Amy said hopefully.

The Doctor looked over his shoulder at the red head, without saying anything. He didn't have to. Winter's eyes burned, she had to say it, she wouldn't believe it if she couldn't say it.

"It means-"

A spluttering cough interrupted her with a growl Fawks rolled herself onto her side and spat out a lungful of water and blood and bile, gasping in air desperately.

"Not just yet." Fawks coughed. "Control room…" She murmured, her eyes rolling back into her head. Winter had leaped to her feet and without any more explanation she grabbed Fawks under the arms. Jack followed, taking her legs and they carried her at an unsteady speed, into the main hub of the TARDIS.

"Fawks, wake up, control room like you said," Jack said, dropping her feet and patting her face. She blinked and swayed.

"Yeah…"

Winter lowered her torso gently to the console's floor, and Fawks stuck her hand into the mesh of wires under the bulbous console, she grabbed a thick cable from the mess and pulled it towards herself.

"This is going to hurt." She mumbled, taking the cable in two hands and snapping her jaws around it, electricity crackled around the room and the lights dimmed for a second. Winter stumbled back into Jack who encircled her waist with his arms as they watched.

"Whoa… Heart started, sorted." Fawks said, throwing the torn cable aside.

"Next… Spine, ribs, skeleton in general," She said, reaching around herself again, and this time pulling out a thinner wire, taking that into her teeth and clipping her jaws closed. The central column of the TARDIS moved once as Fawks' eyes slid shut and she left the wire in her mouth, sucking on it like a straw. She took out the wire, and let out a sigh, wiggling her toes and looking around herself for the first time, eyes taking in The Doctor, Amy, Rory, the last two shocked her, Jack and Winter. She felt herself grin, the movement tugging at newly healed scratches and she winked at Winter who laughed a little hysterically with a shake of her head then took a shaky breath and got a grip of herself.

"You just going to sit there?" Winter asked.

"I told you, you want it come and get it." She smirked. "My ribs are still messed up, and I'm very confused as to how I'm alive, which is new for me, Doc, can you explain how I managed to get out of this one?" She sat up and pulled herself back towards the railings.

"Well what happened?" The Doctor said, sitting on the glass floor at her side, and pulling out his screwdriver. Running it over her, she opened her mouth for him and he buzzed it inside her mouth.

"I died, genuinely this time. It was very painful and scary as hell, and I'd rather not do it again." Fawks said, uncomfortably.

"In Cardiff?"

"Of course,"

"The Rift saved you. Well, and that." The Doctor said, nodding to the strap on her arm.

"Ah!" Fawks yelped, unclipping her Vortex manipulator, and looking at it with sad eyes. The main part of it was in two halves, only being kept together by a few strands of leather. "That may take a while to fix," Fawks grumbled, folding it and putting it in her back pocket.

"Well, from what I can figure out, you died,"

"I got that far myself, thanks,"

The Doctor ignored her. "And when you died you must have damaged your manipulator, so that took it as you were under threat and teleported you out but the rift sensed the energy and interfered, catapulting you into the void whilst you were dead." The Doctor said, "But whilst in the void, your demon soaked up all the energy and kept you alive by default, then the void shot you out at the other side,

TARDIS sensed all the excess energy and found you, three days of rest here and boom,"

"A broken, stuck in the wrong universe demon?"

"A living demon." Winter said. Strolling to her other side and wrapping her arms around her.

"I'm grounding you," The Doctor said.

"What? I've not done anything wrong…yet," Fawks complained.

"You're not healed enough for inter universal travel, you to be resting and then I'll help you fix that and send you on your way."

"Do you promise? I really need to go back, they'll think I'm dead…again."

Reviews much appreciated by both myself and Bad2Wolf2Mcgee.

Also, Fawks is considering getting Twitter, yeah you read that right, I don't even have twitter… but she wants one, she figures if peoples pets can have twitter, why can't fictional characters… anyway, what do you think? And oh yeah..

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