Truth be told, it was a terrible plan. For one thing, it depended entirely too much upon the Gelth trusting them. Considering what liars they’d already proved themselves to be, Charley thought it unlikely they’d be too trusting of others. … Continue reading →

She’d had an inkling from the start, but after that whole business with dropping in the day the Earth blew up, Charley was certain. The Doctor was trying to get rid of her. Why else would he ask her to … Continue reading →

A good deal more sober now that they were face to face–so to speak–with the enemy, the Doctor slowly descended the steps until he was standing on a metal grate almost directly above the vat where the Consciousness…well, rippled, really. … Continue reading →

Charley flew forward, her hand on the door almost an instant after it was shut, but it wouldn’t budge. He’d already latched it behind him. “Doctor! Let me in, damn you!” She pounded until her fists ached on the red-painted … Continue reading →

“To be trusted is a greater compliment than being loved.” – George MacDonald She was in dresses when it happened. One of the dummies moved. Oh, it didn’t move much, and she only saw it out of the corner of … Continue reading →

A Greater Compliment Author’s Note: This story is not now and never was intended as a slam on Rose.  I’d actually meant for Rose – and Jackie and Mickey – to have a larger role than the cameo I wound … Continue reading →