The Doctor bounced into the console room one morning, followed by Rose and Jenny. "How about having a family Christmas somewhere?" The Doctor suggested.

Jenny frowned. "But according to my calander, its the middle of August."

The Doctor nodded. "Yeah but the best thing about travelling in time and space is being able to land on Christmas Day at any time."

Rose grinned. "Absolutely," she agreed. "It's been well over a year since we did celebrate Christmas."

Jenny looked between them. "What is Christmas all about?" She questioned.

While Rose took Jenny through the story of Christmas, the Doctor sent them to celebrate in Victorian England. The Doctor stepped out the doors and looked around, proud at making it to the right time. "Come on," he urged the woman. "You'll miss Christmas at this rate."

Jenny walked out as she rolled her eyes, so like her mother. "What do ya think?" She questioned as she looked herself over.

"Couldn't you have found a longer coat to cover yourself up," the Doctor complained.

Jenny frowned at him. "But there wasn't one that matched the dress and mum said that matching clothing is important."

Before the Doctor could reply, Rose stepped out. "Just tell her that she looks beautiful," Rose demanded. "She hasn't had someone to talk to about fashion."

The Doctor couldn't stop from staring at Rose. She was wearing a dress very similar to that last Victorian dress she wore but this one was in a green shade.

Rose turned around so he could get a good view. "What do ya think," she questioned. "I thought green would go better with my new strawberry blonde coloured hair."

The Doctor managed to lift his jaw from the ground. "You look beautiful," he decleared as he offered his arm to both girls and led them down the alleyway.

They heard a man yelling. "Mistletoe! Mistletoe!" As they rounded the corner.

"Now remember Jenny, not to address us as your parents," the Doctor reminded her. "Just in case."

Jenny rolled her eyes like any teenager might do. "Yes, I know," she complained.

The Doctor looked exceptionally proud as he led the woman through the marketplace.

"Good afternoon," a police office greeted as he passed them.

"Come on," a man yelled out as he urged a young boy to hurry up.

Rose smiled as she saw someone selling roasted chestnuts. "Warm chestnuts, chestnuts."

Jenny was fascinated by a group of singers they passed. "Oh, tidings of comfort and joy Comfort and joy. . ."

The Doctor noticed a young boy nearby. "You there, boy," he questioned. "What day is this?" It was always good to make sure he had landed close to Christmas.

"Christmas Eve, sir," the boy answered him.

The Doctor nodded his head in agreement. "What year?"

The boy looked him up and down like he was stupid. "You thick or something?"

"Oi," the Doctor complained as he sent a glare to Rose and Jenny who tried to smother their laughter. "Just answer the question."

The boy sighed. "Year of our Lord 1851, sir," the boy snarked.

The Doctor nodded his head as if he knew all along. "Right," he agreed. "Nice year, bit dull," he had to take on.

The Doctor, Rose and Jenny looked around in confusion as they heard a woman's voice ring out. "Doctor! Doctor?"

"Who, me?" The Doctor questioned as he took off running with Rose and Jenny right behind him.

Rose grinned at Jenny. "He doesn't even consider the fact that they might be calling for an actual doctor."

Jenny grinned back. "Yes, but how often has that actually happened." Rose had to concede with a grin.

"Doctor!" The woman's voice rang out again.

The Doctor ran around a corner and noticed a dark skinned woman trying to hold a door closed. "Don't worry, don't worry," the Doctor tried to assure her. "Stand back, what have we got here?"

Rose placed an arm around the woman to keep her back as something tried to come through the door and growling could be heard. "Ooh," the Doctor exclaimed. "OK, I've got it, and whatever's behind that door," the Doctor assured the woman. "I think you should get out of here," the Doctor stated.

"Doctor!" The woman continued to yell.

The Doctor looked at her in confusion. "No, no, I'm standing right here, hello," the Doctor greeted.

The woman shook her head. "Don't be so stupid, who are you?"

"I'm The Doctor," the Doctor answered back.

The woman continued to stare at him in confusion. "Doctor who?"

The Doctor sent a glare to Rose and Jenny who were trying to hold their laughter in as he answered the woman. "Just the Doctor," he replied.

The woman rolled her eyes. "Well, there can't be two of ya," she insisted as another man ran upto them. "Where the hell have you been?" She demanded.

"Right then, don't worry, stand back," the man insisted as the Doctor, Rose and Jenny stared at him in confusion. "What have we got here, then?"

"Hold on, hold on," the Doctor interrupted. "Who are you?"

The man stood to his full height. "I'm The Doctor," he proclaimed. "Simply The Doctor. The one, the only and the best," he insisted as Rose tried to cover her snort of amusement with a cough. "Rosita, give me the sonic screwdriver," he insisted as he held out his hand while Rosita placed the so called sonic screwdriver in his hand.

Rose leaned closer to Jenny. "Well, his egos intact," she commented as Jenny tried to hide her snicker.

"The what?" The Doctor exclaimed as he watched the man in confusion.

The man addressed Rosita. "Now quickly, get back to the TARDIS," the man urged her as he turned to face the door that something was trying to get through.

"Back to the what?" The Doctor still seemed to be in a state of confusion as he noticed, what appeared to be an ordernery screwdriver in his hand.

The fake Doctor pushed the Doctor back a bit. "If you could stand back, sir," he insisted. "This is a job for a Time Lord."

The Doctor leaned closer to him. "Job for a what lord?"

The doors opened suddenly and they found themselves staring at a metal dog. "Oh, that's different," the fake Doctor commented.

"Oh, that's new," the real Doctor commented.

They both pointed their screwdrivers at the creature and exclaimed. "Allons-y," which confused the three time travellers even more.

"I've been hunting this beast for a good fortnight," the fake Doctor explained as the real Doctor frowned at him. "Now step back, sir," he insisted.

They followed the creature as it jumped onto the wall of the building across the alleyway. "Some sort of primitive conversion, like they took the brain of a cat or a dog," the Doctor tried to work out.

The fake Doctor scoffed. "Well, talking's all very well," he complained. "Rosita," he questioned.

"I'm ready," Rosita assured him as she ran up with a rope and handed it to the fake Doctor.

The fake Doctor took the rope. "Now, watch and learn," he insisted as he used it as a lasso and threw it around the creatures neck. "Excellent," he exclaimed as he held the rope tightly. "Now then, let's pull this timorous beastie down to earth," he explained as he wrapped his hand around the rope. Instead the creature started moving up the wall and pulling the fake Doctor with him.

"Or not," the Doctor breathed out, Rose nudged him to do something to help as the fake Doctor was pulled up the wall.

"Uh, I might be in a little bit of trouble," the fake Doctor tried to stop himself from being pulled up.

The Doctor grabbed the rope. "Nothing changes," he complained as he tried to pull the fake Doctor back down. "I've got you," he assured him, instead the Doctor was pulled up as well.

"You idiots!" Rosita yelled out.

Rose walked up next to her. "Welcome to my world," Rose grinned at her. She watched as Rosita grabbed an axe nearby and ran into the building. Rose and Jenny followed her up the stairs as the Doctors bantered outside.

"Perhaps if you could pull?" The fake Doctor complained.

"I am pulling," the Doctor insisted in exasperation. "In this position, I couldn't not pull, could I?" He snarked.

The creature crawled through the top window which temporarily stopped them. "Then I'd suggest you let go, sir," the fake Doctor suggested.

"I'm not letting you out of my sight, Doctor," the Doctor insisted. "Doctor, don't you recognise me?"

The fake Doctor shook his head. "No, should I? Have we met?" He questioned before complaining. "This is hardly the right time for me to go through my social calendar. A-A-A-A-A-ARGH!" The fake Doctor yelled out as they were pulled through the window and across the floor of the building.

"Get it!" The Doctor yelled out. "Get it! It's gonna jump!" He yelled out.

"We're gonna fall!" The fake Doctor called out.

Rosita ran up just as they were about to be pulled out the other window and cut the rope. While the three woman tried to get their breaths back the Doctors started laughing.

They laughed in the middle of groaning and stretching before hugging each other.

Rose just shook her head in exasperation as she led Jenny and Rosita back out the building. The Doctors followed, still laughing.

Rosita sighed. "Well, I'm glad you think it's so funny," she stated as she shook her head. "You're mad, both of you. You could've got killed," she scolded.

"But, evidently, we did not," the fake Doctor pointed out.

Rose touched Rosita on her arm to get her attention. "I wouldn't bother, their men," she explained.

The fake Doctor suddenly realised. "Oh, I should introduce Rosita, my faithful companion, always telling me off."

The Doctor scoffed. "Well, they do, don't they? Rosita?" The Doctor agreed which caused Rose to glare. "Good name," he approved as he stood next to Rose and Jenny. "Similar name to my wife, Rose and her companion, Jenny. Hello, Rosita," the Doctor greeted as Rose and Jenny shook her hand.

Rosita scoffed before turning to the fake Doctor. "Huh, now I'll have to go and dismantle the traps.

All that for nothing," she complained. "And we've only got 20 minutes till the funeral, don't forget," she reminded the fake Doctor as she went to walk away. "Then back to the TARDIS, right?"

"Funeral?" The Doctor questioned.

The fake Doctor waved him off as he checked his shoulder. "Oh, long story. Not my own, not yet," he explained as he complained. "Oooh, I'm not as young as I was."

"Well, not as young as you were when you were me," the Doctor pointed out.

The fake Doctor sent him a confused look. "When I was who?"

This caused the Doctor to stare back at him. "You really don't recognise me?" He questioned.

The fake Doctor shook his head. "Not at all," he answered with a grin.

"Do you recognise Rose or Jenny," the Doctor pointed out.

The fake Doctor shook his head as he glanced at the woman. "No, sorry, should I?"

"But aren't you the next Doctor?" Jenny questioned. "Or a future Doctor anyway."

"What's goin on, Theta?" Rose questioned through the bond. "He doesn't feel like the other you's that we've come across."

The Doctor shook his head slightly. "I'm not sure but one thing I do know is that even with amnesia I would always recognise you."

The fake Doctor was about to respond when the Doctor stopped him. "No, no, don't tell me how it happened. Although I hope I don't just trip over a brick, that'd be embarrassing," he complained before shrugging. "Then again, painless. Worse ways to go, depends on the brick."

"You're gabbling, sir," the fake Doctor complained. "Now, might I ask, who are you, exactly?"

The Doctor and Rose shared a look. "No, I'm, uh, I'm just Tyler, John Tyler and as I said before this is my wife Rose and her companion Jenny and we've heard all about you, Doctor. Bit of a legend, if I say so myself," Rose nudged him to keep his ego in check.

"Modesty forbids me to agree with you, sir," the fake Doctor disagreed. "But yes, yes I am," he accepted.

Rose raised her brow at her husband. "Oh, he's modest," she snarked.

The Doctor rolled his eyes as he addressed the fake Doctor. "A legend with certain memories missing. Am I right?" He pushed.

The fake Doctor stared at him in suspicion. "How do you know that?" He questioned.

"You've forgotten me," he pointed out. "And there's no way you would want to forget Rose and Jenny."

The fake Doctor sighed. "Great swathes of my life have been stolen away," he explained. "When I turn my mind to the past, there's nothing."

Rose couldn't help the sympathy that showed as she placed her hand on his arm. "I'm very sorry for your loss," she sympathised.

The Doctor frowned as the fake Doctor placed his hand on top of hers so he tried to get them back on topic. "Going how far back?"

The fake Doctor shrugged. "Since the Cybermen, masters of that hellish wall-scuttler and old enemies of mine, now at work in London Town," he leaned a bit closer to the Doctor as Rose moved back to his side. "You won't believe this, Mr Tyler, but they are creatures from another world."

The Doctor grabbed Rose's hand as he looked shocked. "Really? Wow."

"It's said they fell onto London, out of the sky in a blaze of light," the fake Doctor continued. "And they found me, something was taken and something was lost," he seemed to be lost in memories until he turned back to the Doctor. "What was I like? In the past?" He questioned.

Rose could tell what the Doctor was thinking as he looked between her and Jenny, he was wondering which one was lost and which one was taken. "I'm not sure we should say," she replied. "I'm sorry," she apoligised as she gripped the Doctors hand tighter and reminded him that she can't get hurt as easily.

The Doctor broke out of his thoughts as he turned back to the fake Doctor. "Got to be careful with memory loss," he explained. "One wrong word. . ."

"It's strange, though," the fake Doctor stated. "I talk of Cybermen from the stars and none of you blink, Mr & Mrs Tyler."

"Ah, don't blink, remember that?" The Doctor burst out suddenly. "Whatever you do, don't blink? The blinking and the statues?" The Doctor tried to jog a memory. "Sally and the angels?" He noticed the fake Doctors confused stare. "No?" The Doctor was getting frustrated.

The fake Doctor shook his head. "You're a very odd man," he pointed out.

"Hmm, I still am," the Doctor agreed, he pointed at Rose and Jenny as they opened their mouths. "Don't say anything," he insisted before turning back to the fake Doctor. "Something's wrong here."

The fake Doctor suddenly exclaimed. "Oh, the funeral! The funeral's at two o'clock," he grabbed the Doctors hand to shake it. "It's been a pleasure, Mr Tyler. Don't breathe a word of it."

The Doctor stopped him as the fake Doctor went to leave. "Can't we come with you?"

The fake Doctor shook his head. "It's far to dangerous," he insisted. "Especially for ladies. Rest assured, I shall keep this city safe," he assured them. "Oh, and, er merry Christmas, Mr & Mrs Tyler."

The Doctor watched him run off. "Merry Christmas, Doctor," he agreed before turning to Rose and Jenny. "Somethings not right," he explained. "I need to keep an eye on him because for some reason he thinks he's me."

"How do you know he's not?" Jenny pointed out.

The Doctor sent her a look. "For one, I will never forget Rose and our bond would make sure of that and two, I would never forget you, both you and your mother are the best things that have happened in my life," the Doctor got them back to the point. "While I'm following him, I want the both of you to spy on the funeral, let me know what happens."

Rose folded her arms. "I'm in your head, remember, I know you just want to keep us out of trouble."

The Doctor sighed as he kissed her forehead. "Yes, it has crossed my mind to keep you out of it but they also mentioned it a few times, so it would be nice to get some information."

Rose sighed as she agreed. "Fine, we'll go crash the funeral."

The Doctor grinned as he snogged her before running after the fake Doctor.

"Eww," Jenny complained as she followed her mother. "Can't the two of you do that when I'm not here."

Rose linked her arm with Jenny's as they followed the funeral procession. "He calls it good luck."

That explanation caused Jenny to wrinkle her nose.

The Doctor caught upto the fake Doctor as he noticed Rose and Jenny following the funeral from the other side of the street.

"The late Reverend Fairchild, leaving his place of residence for the last time," the fake Doctor explained to Rosita. "God rest his soul. Now, with the house empty, I shall effect an entrance at the rear while you go back to the TARDIS. This is hardly work for a woman," the fake Doctor pointed out.

Rosita scoffed. "Oh, don't mind me saving your life," she complained. "That's work for a woman, isn't it?" The Doctor smiled as he knew that Rose never would've put up with that explanation either.

"The Doctor's companion does what The Doctor says," the fake Doctor pointed out. "Off you go," he waved her off as he moved towards the backdoor and used the screwdriver to get in.

The Doctor scoffed as he watched him. "Since when do the companions ever listen," he muttered as he used the sonic on the front door and opened the back door for the fake Doctor. "Hello," he greeted.

The fake Doctor looked around before looking back to him in confusion. "But. . . How did you get in?"

The Doctor pointed over his shoulder. "Oh, front door, I'm good at doors," he explained as he noticed the ordinary screwdriver in the fake Doctors hand. "Do you mind my asking, is that your sonic screwdriver?"

The fake Doctor nodded his head. "Yeah," he confirmed as he held it up. "I'd be lost without it."

"That's a screwdriver," the Doctor pointed out. "How's it sonic?"

"Well, er, it makes a noise," the fake Doctor thought out as he banged it against the door frame. "That's sonic, isn't it?" He got them back on topic. "Now, since we're acting like common burglars, I suggest we get out of plain view," he pointed out as he pushed past the Doctor to enter the house.

The Doctor closed the door and followed him. "This investigation of yours, what's it about?"

The fake Doctor found a desk and started going through the draws. "It started with a murder," he explained.

The Doctor nodded his head in acknowledgment as he looked around. "Oh, good," he amended his statement as he received a look from the fake Doctor. "I mean bad, but whose?"

"Mr Jackson Lake, a teacher of mathematics from Sussex," the fake Doctor continued. "He came to London three weeks ago and died a terrible death."

"Cybermen?" The Doctor questioned.

The fake Doctor shrugged. "It's hard to say, his body was never found, but then it started. More secret murders, then abductions," he continued. "Children, stolen away in silence."

"So whose house is this?" The Doctor questioned as he followed the fake Doctor into the library.

"The latest murder," the fake Doctor explained. "The Reverend Aubrey Fairchild. Found with burns to his forehead, like some advanced form of electrocution."

The Doctor leaned against a desk with his arms crossed. "But who was he, was he important?"

The fake Doctor stopped looking to stare at the Doctor in suspiscion. "You ask a lot of questions," he pointed out.

The Doctor shrugged. "I'm your companion," he countered.

The fake Doctor grinned at that. "The Reverend was the pillar of the community, a member of many parish boards. A keen advocate of children's charity."

"Children again," the Doctor muttered as he tried to work everything out. "But why would the Cybermen want him dead? And what's his connection to the first death, this Jackson Lake?"

A strange look seemed to come over the fake Doctors face. "It's funny, I seem to be telling you everything as though you engendered some sort of trust," he explained. "You seem familiar, Mr Tyler. I know your face," he pointed out. "But how?"

"I wonder," the Doctor countered. "I can't help noticing you're wearing a fob watch," he wondered if that was why this fake Doctor couldn't remember but he's sure that he would at least have an idea who Rose is.

The fake Doctor looked down at it before looking back at the Doctor. "Is that important?"

"Legend has it that the memories of a Time Lord can be contained within a watch," the Doctor explained as he held out his hand. "Do you mind?" He questioned as the fake Doctor handed the watch to him. "It's said that if it's opened. . ." He opened the watch and something fell out. "Oh, maybe not," the Doctor back tracked.

The fake Doctor grinned sheepishly at him. "It's more for decoration."

"Yeah, anyway, alien infiltration," the Doctor reminded him.

"Yes," the fake Doctor agreed as they spread out through the library. "Look for anything different, possibly metal," he explained. "Anything that doesn't seem to belong, perhaps a mechanical device that could fit no earthly engine. It could even seem to be organic, but unlike any organism of the natural world," while the fake Doctor was talking, the Doctor pulled out his sonic and began scanning the area descreetly. The fake Doctor stopped suddenly. "Shh! What's that noise?"

The Doctor quickly put the sonic away and turned to the fake Doctor. "Oh, it's just me whistling," he explained as he whistled before pointing the fake Doctor towards the desk that the signal was coming from. "I wonder what's in here, though," the Doctor opened the draw. "Ah," he exclaimed as he held up one of the canisters that looked like spray paint cans. "Different and metal, you were right," the Doctor agreed. "They are infostamps," he explained before correcting himself. "I mean, at a guess. Uh, if I were you, I'd say they worked something like this," he pushed the bottom of the canister and a hologram was projected out of it, onto a mirror, showing pictures of a town. "See? Compressed information," the Doctor explained. "Tons of it," the Doctor put his glasses on to have a look. "That is the history of London, 1066 to the present day. This is like a disk, a Cyberdisk," the Doctor continued on, unawear of the problems that the fake Doctor was having. "But why would the Cybermen need something so simple? They've gotta be wireless," Rose pointed something out to him that he'd forgotten. "Unless they're in the wrong century, they haven't got much power. They need plain old basic infostamps to update themselves," the Doctor suddenly noticed the fake Doctor had grabbed his head as if he was in pain. "Are you all right?"

The fake Doctor waved him off. "I'm fine."

The Doctor knelt in front of him. "No, what is it? What's wrong?" He questioned as he noticed the way that the fake Doctor was staring at the info stamp in his hands.

"I've seen one of these before," the fake Doctor explained. "I was holding this device, the night I lost my mind. The night I regenerated," he started seeing memories of that night. "The Cybermen, they made me change. My mind, my face, my whole self," he looked at the Doctor suddenly and placed his hand on the Doctors cheek. "And you were there," he insisted. "Who are you?"

The Doctor dislodged his hand as he stood back up. "A friend," he insisted as he suddenly realised what might have happened to this man. The confirmation from Rose confirmed it cause there was no way that he would forget her. "I swear," he insisted.

"Then I beg you, John," the fake Doctor begged. "Help me," he looked to be on the verge of tears.

"Ah," the Doctor pointed out. "Two words I never refuse," he assured the man. "But it's not a conversation for a dead man's house. It'll make more sense if we go back to the TARDIS," the Doctor pointed out. "Your TARDIS," he confirmed before correcting himself as he took his glasses back off. "Hold on, I just need to do a final check. Won't take a tick," he assured the man as he continued searching. "Cause there's one more thing I can't help thinking. If this room's got infostamps, then maybe, just maybe, it's got something that needs infostamping," he opened up another cupboard and found a Cyberman standing there, he closed the door quickly and backed away. "OK, I think we should run," he insisted of the other man as the Cyberman broke the door down. "Run, Doctor! Now, Doctor!" He yelled as he pulled the other man to his feet and they ran.

"Delete!" The Cyberman called out.

Both Doctors ran into a corridor where they ran into another Cyberman. "The Doctor will be deleted."

The first Cyberman broke the hallway door down to get them. "Delete!"

The Doctor pushed the fake Doctor towards the stairs. "Stairs! Can't lead them outside!" He explained as he started pulling things out of an umbrella stand, trying to find a weapon. One umbrella opened on him which he fumbled with before noticing the swords on the wall.

"Delete!" The Cyberman continued.

The Doctor grabbed one of the swords. "I'm a dab hand with a cutlass," he warned them. "You don't want to come near me when I've got one of these," the Cybermen kept going anyway. "This is your last warning," it still didn't stop the Cybermen. "No? OK, this is really your last warning!" The Doctor assured them. "OK, I give up," the Doctor stated as he turned to run up the stairs.

"Delete!" The cybermen started up the stairs.

The Doctor stopped half way up to talk to them. "Listen, whatever you're doing stuck in 1851, I can help! I mean it, I'm the only person in the world who can help you!" The Doctor fended of the Cybermen with the sword as they pushed him up the stairs. "Listen to me!" The Doctor demanded.

The Cybermen just kept going. "Delete!"

The Doctor tried a different tack. "I'm The Doctor," he told them. "You need me," he insisted. "Check your memory banks, my name's The Doctor. Leave this man alone, The Doctor is me!" The Doctor warned them as he managed to push them down the stairs.

The Cybermen just got up and kept coming. "Delete!"

"The Doctor, remember?" He urged them. "I'm The Doctor! You need me alive! You need The Doctor, and that's me!"

"Delete!" The Cybermen pushed the Doctor to the floor. Before he could get up a burst of light came from behind him and blew the heads of the Cybermen.

The Doctor looked behind him and saw the fake Doctor holding the infostamp with the top open. The Doctor laughed as he got up. "Infostamp with a cyclo-Steinham core," he marveled. "You ripped open the core and broke the safety, zap!" He explained on a chuckle. "Only The Doctor would think of that," he complemented.

The fake Doctor was still looking at the inforstamp as he explained. "I did that last time."

"Come here, you'll be OK," the Doctor assured him. "Let me just check," the Doctor insisted as he placed the stethoscope in his ears to check that yes, this man only had one heartbeat.

"You told them you were The Doctor," the man pointed out. "Why did you do that?"

The Doctor shrugged as he took the stethoscope off. "Oh, I was just protecting you," he insisted.

The fake Doctor looked like he didn't believe him. "You're trying to take away the only thing I've got, like they did," he accused. "They stole something, something so precious but I can't remember. What happened to me? What did they do?" He begged.

"We'll find out," the Doctor assured him. "You and me, together."

Rose and Jenny watched the funeral from behind a few bushes. "Why are there no females?" Jenny questioned.

Rose scoffed. "Cause the males think that females are too delicate to watch a loved one be buried." She saw what the Doctor had found and pointed out the time period they were in as she continued watching.

They continued watching as the vicar presided over the funeral. "Forasmuch as it hath pleased Almighty God of his great mercy, to take unto Himself the soul of our dear brother here departed, we therefore commit his body to the ground," he explained as the coffin was lowered into the hole. "Earth to earth, ashes to ashes and dust to dust, in sure and certain hope of the Resurrection to eternal life, through our Lord Jesus Christ, who shall change our vile body, that it may be like unto his glorious body, according to the mighty working. . ." The vicar broke off as a lady in red approached the funeral.

"Do continue," the lady insisted, while Rose and Jenny put their senses on alert.

"Madam, I must protest," the vicar stated.

The lady shrugged her shoulders. "Whatever for?" She questioned.

"A lady at the graveside is debatable enough, but your apparel," the vicar explained.

The lady raised her brow. "Is it too exciting?" She questioned.

Another man stepped forward. "You're disgracing the ceremony, dressed like a harlot."

The lady scoffed. "Oh, and you should know, Mr Cole."

The man looked taken aback. "How do you know my name?"

The lady sent him a cold stare. "You've walked past me so many times, all you good men of charity, never once asking my name," she explained.

Another man spoke up. "It's Miss Hartigan, isn't it?" He pointed out.

It was the ladies turn to look surprised. "Oh, you noticed," her look turned cunning. "I saw you looking, you cheeky boy."

The first man scoffed. "I'm sorry, but who is she?"

The lady curtsied. "Matron of the St Joseph Workhouse, your humble servant," she snarked. "Oh, I've watched you all," she explained. "Visiting, smiling. Bestowing your beneficence upon the poor while I scrubbed down their filthy beds."

"I must insist that you depart," the first man continued.

Miss Hartigan ignored him as she walked to the head of the coffin. "But that's why the late Reverend Fairchild had to die," she explained. "To gather you all in one place. Where better than a funeral? Man that is born of woman hath but a short time to live," she quoted. "Although I've got some friends who might disagree with that," she pointed out. "Would you like to meet them?" She didn't give them a chance to respond. "Hark! I can hear them now."

The sound that Rose and Jenny heard sent a chill down Roses spine. She could hear the distinct sound of Cybermen marching.

The men looked around them as the Cybermen marched out of the fog. "Mr Cole, Mr Scoones, Mr Fetch, Mr Milligan, stay where you are," the woman insisted. "You're needed," she explained. "The rest of you are disposable," she dismissed. "Sorry."

"What manner of men are they?" The vicar questioned.

The lady turned to him. "Cybermen," she explained as the creature from before appeared.

"Save yourselves!" The men panicked. "Quickly!"

"Get away from me," one of the men yelled out in fear.

The woman, however, seemed perfectly calm. "I repeat, Mr Cole, Mr Scoones, Mr Fetch, Mr Milligan, stay."

The first man approached Miss Hartigan. "You monstrous witch!"

She seemed amused by that statement. "Merry Christmas to you, too."

"But why are we spared?" The second man questioned. "What do you need us for?"

"Your children," she explained. "It's funny, now I think of it, but in all these years not one of you has asked my first name. It's Mercy," she informed them as the Cybermen approached.

Rose nudged Jenny and gestured for them to leave. Jenny followed with a confused look. "Aren't we gonna help?"

Rose linked her arm with Jenny's as she led her towards the Doctor. "We can't, not with Cybermen. They can be deadly, we need to met up with the Doctor."

The Doctor had been walking with the fake Doctor towards his so called TARDIS when they heard Rosita call out. "Doctor! I thought you were dead!" She exclaimed as she ran to them and hugged the fake Doctor.

"Oh," the fake Doctor explained. "Now then, Rosita," he admonished. "A little decorum."

The Doctor looked on as Rose and Jenny joined them. Rose sent him what they saw at the funeral which raised more questions.

Rosita scoffed. "You've been gone for so long," she complained. "He's always doing this, leaving me behind, going frantic."

The fake Doctor rolled his eyes. "What about the TARDIS?" He insisted.

"Oh, she's ready," Rosita explained. "Come on."

The Doctor grabbed Rose's hand and followed them with Jenny following. "I'm looking forward to this," he explained.

"You were right though, Rosita," the fake Doctor explained as he led them into a barn. "The Reverend Fairchild's death was the work of the Cybermen."

The Doctor looked around and noticed the suitcases. "So, you live here?"

"A temporary base, until we rout the enemy," the fake Doctor insisted. "The TARDIS is magnificent, but it's hardly a home."

"Since when?" Rose blurted out before blushing when she was sent confused looks from the fake Doctor and Rosita.

The Doctor rubbed Roses arm in sympathy as he asked. "And where's the TARDIS now?"

"In the yard," the fake Doctor pointed out.

The Doctor decided it was time to uncover the fake Doctor. "Er, what's all this luggage?"

"Evidence," the fake Doctor explained. "The property of Jackson Lake, the first man to be murdered," he explained as he turned to Rosita. "Oh, but my new friend is a fighter, Rosita, much like myself. He faced the Cybermen with a cutlass," that caused Rose's brow to raise. "I'm not ashamed to say, he was braver than I. He was quite brilliant," Rose noticed the Doctor pulling out the sonic so tried to hide it from view. "Are you whistling again?" The fake Doctor questioned as he heard the noise.

The Doctor nodded his head. "Yes," he agreed. "Yes, I am, yeah. Yeah."

Rosita noticed the Doctor taking one of the suitcases down and looking inside it. "That's another man's property," she complained.

The Doctor shrugged. "Well, a dead man's."

"How did you met the Doctor?" Rose questioned, trying to turn her attention away from what the Doctor was doing.

Rosita smiled. "He saved my life," she explained. "Late one night, by the Osterman's Wharf, this creature came out of the shadows. A man made of metal, I thought I was gonna die and then, there he was. The Doctor."

Rose smiled as she remembered her own meeting with him. "Yeah, that's usually how it goes," she agreed.

"Can you help him?" Rosita questioned. "He has such terrible dreams. Wakes at night in such a state of terror."

The fake Doctor broke in before Rose could respond. "Come now, Rosita," he urged. "With all the things a Time Lord has seen, everything he's lost, he may surely have bad dreams."

"Yeah," the Doctor agreed. Rose sent comfort to the Doctor as they both remembered the bad dreams he had. "Oh, now, look," the Doctor exclaimed as he pulled an infostamp out of the luggage. "Jackson Lake had an infostamp."

The fake Doctor came towards them. "But how? Is that significant?"

The Doctor nodded his head. "Doctor, the answer to all this is in your TARDIS. Can I see it?"

The fake Doctor grinned. "Mr Tyler, it would be my honour," he assured them as he led them outside and pointed up. "There she is! My transport through time and space. The TARDIS."

The Doctors jaw dropped open as he felt the TARDIS's indignation. "You've got a balloon," he pointed out.

"He's got a balloon," Rose repeated.

Jenny pointed to it. "That's a balloon."

The fake Doctor carried on as if he hadn't heard them. "TARDIS. T-A-R-D-I-S. It stands for Tethered Aerial Release Developed In Style," he explained. "D'you see?"

The Doctor nodded his head as he pulled on his ear. "Well, I do now," he agreed. "I like it, good TARDIS. Brilliant."

Rose interrupted him before he could go on. "Your not getting one," she told him.

The Doctor pouted. "But Rooose."

Rose just folded her arms. "I'm not having the TARDIS insulted like that."

The Doctor sighed as he followed the others towards the balloon. "And it's inflated by gas, yeah?"

"We're adjacent to the Mutton Street Gasworks, I pay them a modest fee," the fake Doctor explained as one of the workers finished filling up the balloon. "Good work, Jed," the fake Doctor praised.

"Glad to be of service, sir," Jed replied as he took the money that the fake Doctor handed him.

The Doctor noticed the transaction. "You've got quite a bit of money."

The fake Doctor shrugged. "Oh, you get nothing for nothing," he explained before turning back to Jed. "How's that ripped panel, Jed?"

"All repaired, should work a treat," Jed confirmed. "You never know, maybe tonight's the night, Doctor. Imagine it, seeing Christmas from above."

The fake Doctor sighed. "Well, not just yet, I think," he explained. "One day, I will ascend. One day soon," he confirmed.

"You've never actually been up?" The Doctor questioned.

"He dreams of leaving, but never does," Rosita explained.

The fake Doctor shrugged. "I can depart, in the TARDIS, once London is safe and finally, when I'm up there," he turned to the Doctor. "Think of it, John. The time and the space."

"The perfect escape," the Doctor pointed out. "Do you ever wonder what you're escaping from?"

"With every moment," the fake Doctor replied.

"Then do you want me to tell you?" The Doctor pointed out. "Cause I think I've worked it out now. How you became The Doctor," he pointed out. "What do you think? Do you want to know?" At the mans nod the Doctor led them back inside.

Jenny settled on one suitcase while the Doctor and Rose sat on another. The Doctor assured Rose, through their bond that the man can handle the truth.

"The story begins with the Cybermen," the Doctor began as he held Rose's hand just a bit tighter. "A long time away, and not so far from here, the Cybermen were fought and they were beaten and they were sent into a howling wilderness called The Void, locked inside forevermore," Rose had to hide her face from the memories that were running through their minds as the Doctor told their story. "But then a greater battle rose up, so great that everything inside The Void perished. But, as the walls of the world weakened, the last of the Cybermen must have fallen through the dimensions, back in time, to land here," he finished. "Then they found you," the Doctor pointed out.

The fake Doctor nodded his head. "I fought them, I know that," he agreed. "But what happened?"

"At the same time, another man came to London," the Doctor continued. "Mr Jackson Lake. Plenty of luggage, money in his pocket," he pointed out. "Maybe coming to town for the winter season, I don't know but he found the Cybermen too and just like you, exactly like you, he took hold of an infostamp."

"But he's dead," the fake Doctor pointed out. "Jackson Lake is dead. The Cybermen murdered him."

The Doctor sighed. "You said no body was ever found and you kept all his suitcases, but you could never bring yourself to open them," the Doctor pointed out. "I told you the answer was in the fob watch. Can I see?" The Doctor held out his hand as the man placed it in his hand. The Doctor held it up for them to see. "JL," he pointed out. "The watch is Jackson Lake's."

Rosita gasped. "Jackson Lake is you, sir?"

The fake Doctor shook his head. "But I'm The Doctor," he insisted.

The Doctor disagreed. "You became The Doctor because the infostamp you picked up was a book about one particular man," the Doctor turned the infostamp on and showed them the film of his many incarnations. "The Cybermen's database. Stolen from the Daleks inside The Void, I'd say, but it's everything you could want to know about The Doctor," he concluded as the film stopped on his own face.

"That's you," Jackson pointed out.

The Doctor nodded his head. "Time Lord, TARDIS, enemy of the Cybermen," the Doctor clicked his toungue. "The one and the only," he turned the infostamp off as he watched Jackson hide his face in his hands. "You see? The infostamp must have backfired, streamed all that information about me right inside your head."

"I am nothing but a lie," Jackson stated.

Rose rubbed Jackson's back in comfort. "That's just facts and figures," she assured him. "All that bravery, saving Rosita, defending London town. And building a TARDIS, though not as great as ours. That was all you."

Jackson's look turned desperate. "And what else? Tell me what else?" He begged.

"There's still something missing, isn't there?" The Doctor realised.

"I demand you tell me, sir. Tell me what they took," Jackson insisted.

The Doctor shared a look with Rose. "I am so sorry," Rose apoligised. "But that's an awful lot of luggage for one man," she pointed out.

The Doctor nodded his head in agreement. "Cause an infostamp is plain technology, it's not enough to make a man lose his mind. What you suffered is called a fugue," the Doctor explained. "A fugue state, where the mind just runs away, because it can't bear to look back. You wanted to become someone else, because Jackson Lake had lost so much."

Rosita looked around as they heard a bell toll. "Midnight," she pointed out. "Christmas Day."

They noticed as Jackson's look turned distant. "I remember," he pointed out. "Oh, my God Caroline," he cried out as he looked back to the Doctor. "They killed my wife, they killed her," he started crying.

Rose left Rosita to comfort Jackson while she stood next to the Doctor as a beeping noise sounded. The Doctor looked at the one he held but it wasn't coming from that so he picked up the other one but that wasn't beeping either. They looked around for the beeping noise when Jenny opened up another trunk.

She held up an inforstamp. "He found a whole cache of infostamps."

"But what is it?" Rosita quired. "What's that noise?"

They could hear the sound of marching feet outside. "Activation," the Doctor explained. "A call to arms. The Cybermen are moving!"

The Doctor, Rose and Jenny ran outside and watched as hundreds of children walked past.

"What's happening, Doctor?" Jenny asked

Rosita followed them outside and echoed Jenny's question. "What is it? What's happening?" She recognised one of the men. "That's Mr Cole, he's Master of the Hazel Street Workhouse. Maybe he's taking them to prayers," she hoped.

"Oh, nothing as holy as that," the Doctor denied as he walked up to Mr Cole and noticed the EarPods in his ears.

"Those are from the Cybermen," Rose pointed out in fear.

The Doctor waved his hand in his face. "Can you hear me? Hello? No? Mr Cole, you seem to have something in your ear," the Doctor pointed out as he went to pull out his sonic screwdriver. "Now, this might hurt a bit, but if I can just. . ." The Doctor stopped what he was doing as he heard growling and looked over to see one of the creatures staring right at them. "They're on guard," the Doctor realised as he looked around at all the children. "Can't risk a fight, not with the children."

"But where are they going?" Rosita questioned.

Jed came out to see what was happening. "All they need is a good whipping, if you ask me," he commented as he turned to them. "There's tons of them, I've just seen another lot coming down from the Ingleby Workhouse, down Broadback lane."

The Doctor turned to Rosita. "Where's that?"

"This way!" Rosita pointed out.

Rose turned back to Jed as the others followed Rosita. "No child deserves to be whipped," she reprimanded before running after the others.

The Doctor grabbed Rose's hand and squeezed it as she caught upto them

"There's dozens of 'em!" Rosita exclaimed.

"But what for?" The Doctor questioned as they followed them.

The children stopped in front a pair of large doors. The doors opened and Cybermen stepped out, frightening the children. "You will continue," the master insisted as the creatures appeared when one child tried to leave. "You will enter the Court of the CyberKing, march, that is an order. March!" He yelled as the children hesitated before slowly entering.

They hid as they watched the children being marched through the doors. Rosita nudged Rose who nudged the Doctor to get his attention. "That's the door to the sluice," Rosita pointed out. "All the sewage runs through there, straight into the Thames."

The Doctor looked around. "Yeah, that's too well guarded. We'll have to find another way in," the Doctor explained as they tried to leave. They rounded a corner and came face to face with Cybermen. "Whoa! That's cheating, sneaking up!" The Doctor complained. "Did you have your legs on silent?"

Miss Hartigan showed up. "So what do we have here?"

The Doctor was about to call to her when Rose grabbed his arm. "That's the woman from the funeral," she reminded him, "she's working with the Cybermen.

Miss Hartigan smiled. "They are my knights in shining armour," she explained. "Quite literally."

The Doctor furrowed his brow. "Even if they've converted you, that's not a Cyber speech pattern. You've still got free will," he pointed out. "Step away."

Miss Hartigan shook her head. "There's been no conversion, sir. No-one's ever been able to change my mind. The Cybermen offered me the one thing I wanted - liberation," she explained.

"Who are ya?" Rosita questioned.

"You can be quiet," Miss Hartigan dismissed. "I doubt he paid you to talk," she turned back to the Doctor. "More importantly, who are you, sir? With such intimate knowledge of my companions."

The Doctor had placed a hand on Rose's arm and reminded her to stay quiet as he stepped forward. "I'm The Doctor," he introduced.

"Incorrect," the Cybermen denied. "You do not correspond to our image of The Doctor."

The Doctor grimaced slightly. "Yeah, that's cause your database got corrupted," he held up the infostamp. "Oh, look, look, look! Check this! The Doctor's infostamp," he threw it to them. "Plug it in, go on, down load it," the Doctor urged them.

The Cyberman caught it and checked. "This infostamp would damage Cyberunits," the Cyberman stated.

The Doctor shrugged. "Oh, well, nice try."

A beeping sounded from the infostamp. "Core repaired," the Cyberman started as he inserted the infostamp. "Download," he stated as pictures of the Doctor ran through him. "You are The Doctor," it decleared.

The Doctor waved at them. "Hello!"

"You will be deleted," the Cyberman demanded.

The Doctor held up his hands. "Oh, but let me die happy!" He requested. "Tell me - what d'you need those children for?"

Miss Hartigan shrugged. "What are children ever needed for? They're a workforce."

The Doctors confusion deepened. "But for what?"

"Very soon now, the whole Empire will see," Miss Hartigan explained. "And they will bow down, in worship."

"And it's all been timed for Christmas Day," the Doctor pointed out. "Was that your idea, Miss Hartigan?"

Miss Hartigan grinned. "Yes," she confirmed. "The perfect day for a birth, with a new message for the people. Only this time, it won't be the words of a man," she spat out.

"The birth of what?" The Doctor questioned.

"A birth, and a death," Miss Hartigan pointed out. "Namely, yours. Thank you, Doctor, I'm glad to have been part of your very last conversation," she commanded the Cybermen. "Now, delete them."

The Cybermen walked forward. "Delete!" They cried out.

A beam of light came out of no where and hit each Cyberman in the head, killing them. Jackson walked out of the shadows. "At your service, Doctor," Jackson greeted.

"Shades, shades!" Miss Hartigan called out. "Sha-a-a-a-a-ades!"

The Doctor grabbed Rose's hand as he urged the others. "Run! Come on!"

"Sha-a-a-a-ade!" Miss Hartigan continued yelling.

Rosita stopped as they ran past Miss Hartigan. "One last thing," she insisted as she punched Miss Hartigan in the face.

The Doctor stared in shock. "Oh! Can I say, I completely disapprove! Come on!" The Doctor urged.

Rose shrugged as she grinned at Rosita. "I though, completely approve," Rosita smiled back at her.

They stopped as they finally realised that they aren't being followed. "That stronghold down by the river," the Doctor pointed out. "We need to find a way in."

Jackson nodded. "Now I'm ahead of you! My wife and I were moving to London so I could take up a post at the university and while my memory is still not intact, this was in the luggage," he showed them pieces of paper. "The deeds to 15 Latimer Street and if I discovered the Cybermen there, in the cellar, then. . ."

"That might be a way in!" The Doctor interrupted. "Brilliant!"

Jackson stopped them. "But there's still more, I remember the cellar and my wife," he explained. "But I swear there was something else in that room. If we can find that, perhaps that's the key to defeating these invaders," he turned towards the Doctor. "So on wards!"

"Maybe you should go back," the Doctor stated to Rosita but was overridden by all the women.

"Don't even try!" Rosita insisted.

Rose rolled her eyes. "I thought you'd gotten past that," she pointed out.

Jenny shook her head. "Really, you shouldn't even try."

The Doctor sighed as he followed them. "No, I shouldn't try."

Jackson showed them the way into the cellar. "Delete!" A Cyberman called out but Jackson used an infostamp to kill him.

The Doctor ran towards the technology sitting in the middle of the room. "Must've been guarding this," he explained. "A Dimension Vault! Stolen from the Daleks again, that's how the Cybermen travelled through time," the Doctor turned to the others. "Jackson, is this it, the thing you couldn't remember?"

Jackson shook his head. "I don't think so. I just can't see, it's like it's hidden."

The Doctor checked the device. "Not enough power," the Doctor stood back up. "Come on! Avanti!" The Doctor urged them as he led them down the tunnel, towards the river.

"What do the Cybermen want?" Rosita questioned as they moved through the tunnel.

"They want us," the Doctor explained. "That's what Cybermen are, human beings with their brains put into metal shells. They want every living thing to be like them."

They made it to the end of the tunnel and watched as the children were put to work. "Upon my soul. . ." Jackson gasped out.

"What is it?" Rosita questioned.

"It's an engine," the Doctor explained. "They're generating electricity. But what for?" The Doctor questioned.

Jackson went to move. "We can set them free!" He insisted.

The Doctor grabbed him. "No, no, no, no, no, no, no," he stopped him as they moved to another part of the engine. The Doctor stopped them in front of a terminal as he put on his glasses. "Power at 90%!" He explained as he tried to work out what to do. "But if we stop the engine, the power dies down, the Cybermen will come running," the Doctor noticed something else as he tapped the screen. "Ooh, hold on. Power fluctuation, that's not meant to happen."

"It's going wrong?" Jackson questioned.

The Doctor shook his head. "No, it's weird, the software's rewriting itself. It's changing," the Doctor jumped back from the terminal as it sparked. "Whoa! What the hell's happening? It's out of control!"

"It's accelerating," Jackson pointed out. "96%, 97. . ."

"When it reaches 100, what about the children?" Rosita reminded them.

The Doctor took his glasses off as he turned to them. "They're disposable," he explained. "Come on!" He urged them as they ran back to where the children were working. They heard an alarm blaring as they ran into the room. "Right, now!" The Doctor exclaimed. "All of you, out! D'you hear me? That's an order!" He ordered as Rose, Jenny, Rosita and Jackson aimed a infostamp at the Cybermen and destroyed them. "Every single one of you, run!"

"All of you, come on!" Jackson urged. "As fast as you can, come on!"

"There's a hot pie for everyone, if you leg it!" The Doctor bribed as they all urged the children to run. "Go! Get them out of the sluice gate!" He told the women as he kept ushering child after child out. "And once you're out, keep running! Far as you can! Come on, come on, come on."

Rose, Jenny and Rosita stopped at the gates to urge them forward as Rosita directed. "Turn right at the corner! Fast as you can, and don't stop! Keep running, keep running!"

The Doctor urged the last of the children out. "Go! Quick, quick," he stopped at a terminal. "It's some sort of starter motor, but starting what?"

Jackson watched all the children running out as memories asaulted him, he looked up and found what was taken. "That's my son," he breathed out as he saw his son standing at the top. "My son.

Doctor, my son!" He yelled out.

The Doctor ran upto him and looked up. "What?!"

"They took my son," Jackson told him. "No wonder my mind escaped! Those damned Cybermen, they took my child but he's alive, Doctor!" Jackson turned back to his son. "Frederic!"

"Come on!" The Doctor urged.

Jackson shook his head. "No, he's too scared," he realised. "Stay there! Don't move! I'm coming," he assured the boy. Jackson ran for the stairs but they collapsed in front of him. "I can't get up there," he panicked. "Fred!"

The Doctor looked around him. "They've finished with the motor, it's gonna to blow up," he explained.

"What are we going to do, Doctor?" Jackson panicked. "What are we gonna do?"

"Come on, Jackson," the Doctor urged him as he pulled the saber our of his bigger on the inside pockets and wrapped a rope around his hand. "You know me," he insisted as he cut the rope and flew up to met the boy. "Oh, that's it. Hello!" The Doctor greeted as he presented his back to the boy. "Now, hold on tight," he explained as the boy jumped on his back. "Don't let go," he insisted as he grabbed a bit of rope and swung them to the oppisite plateform where he carried the boy down to his father. "Merry Christmas!" The Doctor exclaimed as he watched father and son hugging. He couldn't help the longing that went through him as he watched and he knew that Rose felt it too.

Rosita stopped one of the children. "Go to St Stephen's, ask for the Warden, he'll take care of ya," she assured them. "Now run! Quickly!"

Rose, Jenny and Rosita ran back to the building when they passed Jed on the way. "It's under the water!" He explained. "There's something in the Thames!"

The women watched as a giant metal suit lifted up from the river.

The Doctor ran out with Jackson and his son. "Head for the street," he informed them while he stopped to tamper with the device in the cellar.

"Come on, Doctor! Hurry up!" Jackson urged him.

The Doctor grinned. "Gotcha!" He exclaimed as he grabbed a scepter looking thing.

The cyberking's voice rang out all over London. "Behold! I am risen! Witness me, mankind, as CyberKing of all!"

The Doctor stopped next to the women as he realised. "It's a CyberKing."

"And a CyberKing is what?" Jackson questioned.

"It's a ship!" The Doctor explained. "Dreadnought class! Front line of an invasion, and inside the chest, a Cyberfactory, ready to convert millions!"

The cyberking continued. "And I will walk! I will stride across this tiny little world! My people," she looked around at all the people running away. "Why do they not rejoice?"

"Just head south!" The Doctor informed Jackson. "Take him south, go to the parkland."

"But where are you going?" Jackson questioned.

"To stop that thing," the Doctor pointed out.

Jackson stopped him. "Then I should be with you!"

The Doctor shook his head. "You've got your son, you've got a reason to live," he grinned at Rose. "And besides I have Rose and Jenny."

Jackson held out his hand which the Doctor shook. "God save you, Doctor and your family."

They ran to the barn and the Doctor and Rose started pulling things out of the suitcases, trying to find something.

Jed stood up as they entered. "What the hell is that thing, sir?"

The Doctor turned to look at him. "Oh, good man," he praised. "Jed, wasn't it? Jed, I need your help!"

Jed shook his head. "I'm not going out there!"

"I'll give you five pound notes!" The Doctor bribed.

Jed nodded quickly. "Um all right, what d'you want me to do?"

Rose finally found what they were looking for and handed them to the Doctor as they ran towards the balloon. "The TARDIS is gonna fly!" The Doctor explained.

The cyberking was still trying to convince the people. "People of the world! Now hear me.

Your governments will surrender and if not, then behold my power!" They started destroying the city.

The Doctor threw the objects he had into the balloon as Rose and Jenny hoped in the basket.

"You're flamin' bonkers, the lot of ya!" Jed complained.

The Doctor shared a look with his family before turning back to Jed. "It's been said before! Now gimme," he ordered as Rose handed him the scepter he took from the device. He shook it a few times. "Not enough power, come on!" He urged. "Jed! Let her loose!" He commanded.

Jed ran to release the ropes. "Ever flown one of these before?" He questioned.

"Nope!" The Doctor answered. "Never!"

"Can I have my money now?" Jed asked.

The Doctor rolled his eyes. "Oh, get on with it!"

They pulled the ropes into the basket as Jed yelled out. "Good luck to you!"

They started throwing things out of the basket as they rose higher until they were level with the cyberking.

The cyberking turned around to face them. "Excellent, the Doctor! Yet another man come to assert himself against me in the night."

"Miss Hartigan!" The Doctor yelled out. "I'm offering you a choice. You might have the most remarkable mind this world has ever seen," he explained. "Strong enough to control the Cybermen themselves!"

Miss Hartigan scoffed. "I don't need you to sanction me."

"No, but such a mind deserves to live!" The Doctor countered. "The Cybermen came to this world using a Dimension Vault. I can use that device to find you a home, with no people to convert, but a new world where you can live out your mechanical life in peace."

"I have the world below," Miss Hartigan explained. "And it is abundant with so many minds, ready to become extensions of me. Why would I leave this place?"

The Doctor frowned. "Because if you don't, I'll have to stop you."

Miss Hartigan scoffed again. "What do you make of me, sir? An idiot?"

The Doctor shook his head. "No," he denied. "The question is, what do you make of me?" He stated as he held up his arm with the infostamp belt wrapped around it.

"Destroy him!" Miss Hartigan commanded.

"You make me into this," the Doctor accused as he fired the infostamps at the machine that Miss Hartigan was controlling.

Miss Hartigan scoffed. "Then I have made you a failure, your weapons are useless, sir."

The Doctor grinned. "I wasn't trying to kill you," he explained. "All I did was break the Cyber-connection, leaving your mind open. Open, I think, for the first time in far too many years. So you can see," he noticed her suddenly look around and realise where she had gotten herself. "Just look at yourself," he urged. "Look at what you've done. I'm sorry, Miss Hartigan, but look at what you've become," she started screaming. "I'm so sorry."

The scream runs through the cyberking as the Cybermen are destroyed before Miss Hartigan herself is killed. The cyberking starts stumbling around as people scramble to get out of its way.

A beeping comes from the scepter so Rose hands it to him. "Oh, now you're ready!" He aims it at the cyberking and sends it into the time vortex to be destroyed.

The Doctor, Rose and Jenny looked down as they heard cheering. The Doctor pulled Rose into a hug as Jenny rang the bell and waved before turning to her parents. "Are all Christmas's like this for you?"

The Doctor and Rose looked at each other before chorusing. "Yep, absoulutly."

The Doctor managed to land the balloon back at the barn where Jed ran up and attached the ropes. The Doctor handed Jed a wad of bills before leading his family to met Jackson.

"The city will recover, as London always does," Jackson explained to the Doctor as they walked slowly towards the real TARDIS. "Though the events of today will be history, spoken of for centuries to come!"

"Yeah, funny that," the Doctor sighed as he looked around.

Jackson sighed. "And a new history begins for me, I find myself a widower, but with my son and with a good friend."

They turned back to watch Rosita with his son. "Now, take care of that one," the Doctor informed him. "She's marvellous."

Jackson nodded his head. "Frederic will need a nursemaid and I can think of none better," he turned back to the Doctor. "But you're welcome to join us, all of you," Jackson offered. "We thought we might all dine together, at the Traveller's Halt. A Christmas feast, in celebration, and in memory of those we have lost," Jackson suddenly realised something. "You won't stay?"

The Doctor shrugged as Rose wrapped her arm around his. "Like I said, "You know me."

Jackson shook his head. "No I don't think anyone but your lovely wife could ever know you," they made it back to the real TARDIS and Jackson's face turned to delight. "Oh, and this is it! Oh, if I might, Doctor?" He questioned. "One last adventure?"

The Doctor grinned. "Oh, be our guest."

Jackson looked shocked as he entered. "Oh, oh, my word. Oh, goodness me," he moved around the console. "But this is. . . This is nonsense!"

The Doctor nodded his head at that remark. "Well, that's one word for it!"

Jackson continued on. "Complete and utter, wonderful nonsense! How very, very silly!" Jackson backed of suddenly. "Oh, no, I can't bear it! Oh, it's causing my head to ache," he complained as he ran back out the doors. "No, no, no, no, no, no, no Oh! Oh, gracious, that's quite enough," he leaned against a building to catch his breathe as his grin dimmed. "I take it this is goodbye."

"Onwards and upwards," the Doctor agreed.

Jackson turned serious. "Tell me one thing, all those facts and figures I saw of The Doctor's life, you were never alone. All those bright and shining companions! But now you've found someone even better," he turned his gaze to Rose. "Someone that you love so much, you'd give the universe too," he watched as Rose and the Doctor shared a loving look before his grin came back. "That offer of Christmas dinner, it's no longer a request. It's a demand! For your family."

Jenny and Rose both sent him eager looks as they chorused. "Please."

The Doctor rolled his eyes. "Ohh, go on then!"

"Really?" Jackson stated in astonishment.

"Just this once," the Doctor warned the woman as he sighed. "I never could say no to either of you," he complained as he turned back to Jackson. "If anyone had to be The Doctor, I'm glad it was you."

Rose and Jenny hooked their arms and walked towards Rosita.

"The feast awaits," Jackson urged. "Come with me! Walk this way."

The Doctor grinned as he walked with Jackson while he watched Rose and Jenny walking ahead. "I certainly will! Merry Christmas to you, Jackson."

"Merry Christmas, indeed, Doctor!" Jackson replied.

It was a few hours later before the Doctor, Rose and Jenny finally said goodbye and headed back to the TARDIS and onto their next adventure.