Author's Note:Due to very prompt reviews (which makes me very happy), and by way of an apology for my prolonged absence, here's the last chapter up the very next day, no waiting. And yes, there will be a continuation of this, I've even got a plot involving the reason behind the Drums! But it's WIP at the moment, so will take a little while.

In the meantime, watch out for my next fully-fledged crossover coming soon: The Bad Wolf And You, where we see Daleks invading the Earth, find the Master's TARDIS and another supposedly-lost powerful magical artifact, and Ron Weasley says the blatantly obvious at just the right time for it to save the world.

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Epilogue: Where Do We Go From Here?

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It was late at night in the Torchwood hub. The tattered remains of his team- Ianto and Gwen were all that had survived- were at home, most probably fast asleep.

Captain Jack Harkness was in the main room of the hub, sitting at a desk across from his favourite nemesis, Captain John Hart. They were passing the time by arm-wrestling, of all innocent things. Neither was likely to win anytime soon, until a beeping distracted them.

Jack lost his concentration first, and his arm slammed into the desk leaving a nasty red mark on his knuckles. As he rubbed his hand irritably, John checked his wrist device, which was the source of the beeping. "Another one!" he exclaimed, surprised.

It had only been about five minutes ago, from their perspective, that they had returned from their last little adventure involving the Doctor, the Master and nowhere near enough indecent activity. In fact, there had been none at all, which had really made the whole event quite boring.

Jack leaned over the desk, grabbing John's arm so as to look at the device properly, "Holy- ...wow... damn, I'm impressed." he said, gaping at the location of the vergence they had detected. That whole area of space hadn't existed last time he'd looked, but he'd read the legends and heard the Doctor talk about it enough to know where it was. "Oh but we are definitely not going there." he added definitively.

"Why not?" John asked, with a confused frown. On anyone else that expression might have been called a pout, but not on him.

"No humans allowed." Jack said shrugging cheerfully.

He knew without a shadow of a doubt that he'd be hearing about this before long. The Doctor would be far too pleased with himself not to share, and he could already guess the Master's opinion on the matter too. He wondered which one came up with the plan, but was certain he'd hear more than he wanted to about it soon enough.

"Rematch. Now." Jack ordered.

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It had been an hour since the younger Doctor had sacrificed his life to save his world. His elder self was still in existence, therefore it was perfectly reasonable to assume a regeneration would happen any moment now, but Donna was beginning to get impatient. They currently sat around the control console of the undamaged and younger version of the Doctor's TARDIS, the Doctor's body lay on the couch, and none of them had spoken yet. They were putting off thinking about the elder TARDIS until the Doctor was restored, she could heal herself, and this was a bit more life-threatening.

Donna glanced at her watch again, and poked the elder Doctor in the arm as if to check for transparency, as per his comparison to a certain movie earlier.

The Doctor glared at her, in so much as to say 'I'm still here, now just quit it!'

Just as they were distracted from their vigil, almost as if he was waiting for his audience to stop staring, the younger Doctor's body began to glow with the golden light that signalled a regeneration.

Romana looked away out of habit, but Donna, who had never witnessed another's regeneration (not a proper one, anyway), and the Doctor who was a bit too morbidly fascinated with it all, continued to stare. Both became temporarily blinded as the glowing light around the younger Doctor's body intensified. When they could see again, he was breathing, but he was almost unrecognisable.

His hair was shorter, darker, his face was sharper and more angular. The first thing anyone could find to say was spoken by the elder incarnation of the Doctor, "Did my ears really look like that?" he demanded, staring at himself.

Several more hours passed, during which Romana stayed with the newly regenerated Doctor, and the other two worked on repairing their TARDIS. The Time Lord High Council had been wiped out by the Dalek invasion, and Romana would remain to try to restore order. The younger Doctor would be sent away from Gallifrey. Even Donna, with the Master's full knowledge of time itself, couldn't quite figure out how the two time-lines now fit together. Still, what's done is done, and they had just saved their world.

"Hey, Doctor?" Donna asked, to get his attention, as they stood in the now fully repaired TARDIS, thinking about where to go next.

"Hmm?" he replied.

"Correct me if I'm wrong, but isn't the Eye of Harmony supposed to facilitate inter-dimensional travel."

The Doctor blinked a few times, clearly having to think about this statement. Then he very slowly nodded.

She grinned at him for a moment, before asking, "Well then, don't we owe someone a thank you? In person?"

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The End.