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Proof of Existence. Chapter Twenty-Five: Run. We ducked out of the latest niche that we had hidden in.  It was the third time that we had seen the metal thing and we still hadn’t found a manhole that hadn’t been soldered shut. ‘I have to stop.’ Daniel said, his breathing ragged. ‘We’ve been moving around for a few hours now but it keeps coming.’ I sat him against the concrete wall, slumping beside him.  I put a hand over my ribs as my stitches protested against the sharp breaths I was taking.  They were going to split soon, I could feel it.  Owen was going to kill me if we weren’t found by the metal

Proof of Existence. Chapter Twenty-Four: Trapped. My head ached.  I touched the tender lump on the back of my skull, swearing under my breath as a jolt of pain shot across my scalp.  I opened my eyes, finding that my vision was blurred.  Knowing my luck, I’d added concussion to the list of injuries I had that were still no where near healed.  God I wanted more of Owens pain killers. Suddenly it hit me as hard as I had hit the floor.  I looked around frantically, searching for Daniel.  My eyes finally rested on him, a few metres from me.  I crawled across the floor on my hands and knees, holding back a cry of pain as my shoulders prote

Living in the Forbidden. Chapter Twenty-Three: Confront. Jana and Hermione went searching for Harry and Ron as soon as Dumbledore had left them. ‘I hope they haven’t told Moody.’ Jana said as they headed down to Hagrid’s. ‘I don’t even want to think about what he would do to Draco.’ ‘Then don’t.’ Hermione said, keeping stride. ‘I’m sure if they’re not at Hagrid’s, they will have been.’ Jana froze. ‘Oh no.’ She said. ‘Draco and his family are the reason for Buckbeaks near beheading.’ ‘And I’m sure he will find it in that great big hea

Proof of Existence. Chapter Twenty-Three: Sure. It was just before midnight in Cardiff.  We had returned to what used to be present day for me.  Jack had gone off to Torchwood to check up on his team.   The lights inside the TARDIS dimmed. ‘Heading to bed?’ The Doctor asked as he looked up from the console. ‘No, there’s no way I can sleep right now.’ I said, leaning against the console next to him. ‘I met John F Kennedy, but in this day and age he is dead. Not even five minutes ago I was in his arms. And poor Jacob…’ The Doctor came to stand beside me. ‘It’s hard sometimes, I know.’

Living in the Forbidden. Chapter Twenty-Two: Disapproval. Jana felt a hand on her shoulder, then arms wrapped around her. ‘I’m sorry.’ Hermione whispered, holding her tightly. ‘This is all my fault.’ ‘No, Hermione. This is my fault.’ Jana said, her eyes fixed on the ground. ‘I should have just told them. I should have just pulled myself together and said something.’ ‘You couldn’t have known that they’d react like that.’ She argued. ‘You did what you felt was right and that’s what’s important.’ ‘I’ve betrayed them.’ ‘Oh Jana.’ He

Living in the Forbidden. Chapter Twenty-One: Poker Face. Jana got up early.  Over the past few nights, she had slept better than she ever had.  She had been dreaming about Draco every night.  She crawled to the end of the bed and grabbed some clothes, pulling the curtains around her bed before she got dressed.  It was Saturday so she pulled on a pair of jeans and a black jumper.  From the bright sun outside, she could tell that the day was going to be warmer than it had been.  She pulled some shoes on and went towards the stairs, hoping to escape before someone saw her.  

Proof of Existence. Chapter Twenty-Two: Bio-Magnetic. Jack and John positioned themselves near the switches that controlled the gigantic metal shield.  The Doctor and I were on the other side.  The Doctor looked at John, his eyes hard as he listened to the sounds of movement outside the entrance. ‘When I signal, flip the switches.’ He said. ‘Are you sure that it’s a good idea to let them in here?’ John asked, his hand resting on the switches timidly. ‘It’s either we go out there or let them in here where they can be contained.’ The Doctor said, holding his newly created bio-magnetic pulse generator

Proof of Existence. Chapter Twenty-One: Barricade. For a moment, all I could see was the barrel of a gun pointing at us, until John’s voice pulled my focus from the weapon. ‘Why?’ He asked, his voice full of shock. ‘Because they are better than you. They have promised to take me to so many places. They’re going to show me different worlds where I don’t have to risk my life for you.’ ‘Tom, talk to me. Tell me what you want.’ The Doctor said, stepping forward. Tom turned to him, aiming for his heart. ‘Don’t!’ He yelled. ‘Don’t come anywhere near me.’ The Doctor st