A/N - Sorry for not updating yesterday.

Idris connected with Rory again and gave him the passkey. "Crimson. Eleven. Delight. Petrichor." A few second later, Idris said, "They did it! Shields down." She connected with Rory once again. "We're coming through. Get out of the way or you'll be atomized."

"Where are you coming through?"

"I don't know."

They could see the TARDIS.

"It's not going to hold!"

They materialized inside the control room.

"Doctor!" Amy said, running over to him and hugging him.

Elise looked around. This was the old control room. "Dad! This is it! The old control room!" she said, running over to one of the Y-Beams.

It was the Y-Beam she'd held onto while they were crashing after he regenerated. That Y-Beam had pretty much saved her life.

"Not good. Not good at all", Idris said, standing up, "How do you walk around in these things?"

The Doctor helped her sit down on the platform.

"We're not quite there yet. Just hold on. Amy, this is, well, she's my TARDIS. Except she's a woman. She's a woman, and she's my...our...TARDIS."

"She's the TARDIS?"

"And she's a woman. She's a woman and she's the TARDIS." The Doctor poked her in the cheek.

"Did you wish really hard?"

"Shut up. Not like that."

Idris stood up. "Hello. I'm...Sexy."

Amy and Rory looked at him.

"Oh. Still shut up!"

"The environment has been breached. Nephew, kill them all," House said.

Rory jerked around, looking. "Where's Nephew?"

"He was standing right where you materialized," Amy told them.

"Ah. Well, he must have been redistributed," the Doctor said.

"Meaning what?" Rory asked.

"You're breathing him."

Amy groaned in disgust. "Oh, come on."

In their defense, it wasn't the grossest thing to happen to them. They had been puked up by a Star Whale.

"Another Ood I failed to save," the Doctor commented.

"Doctor. I did not expect you," House said.

"Well, that's me all over, isn't it? Lovely old unexpected me."

"The big question is, now you're here, how to dispose of you? I could play with gravity."

They were all pulled to the floor.

House released them and Rory ran over to Idris.

"Or I could evacuate the air from this room and watch you choke."

Elise's lungs felt like they were going to burst.

"You really don't want to do that!" the Doctor yelled.

The air returned to the room.

"Why shouldn't I just kill you now?"

Rory had his fingers on Idris' neck, counting her pulse.

"Because then I won't be able to help you. Listen to your engines. Just listen to them. You don't have the thrust and you know it. Right now I'm your only hope for getting out of your little bubble through the rift, and into my universe. And mine's the one with the food in. You just have to promise not to kill us. That's all, just promise."

"You can't be serious," Amy told him.

"I'm very serious. I'm sure it's an entity of its word."

"Doctor, she's burning up. She's asking for water," Rory said.

The Doctor and Elise rushed to Idris' side.

The Doctor cupped her cheek with one hand while he entwined his fingers of the other with hers.

Elise held her other hand.

"Hey. Hang in there, old girl. Not long now. It'll be over soon," he told her.

"I always liked it when you call me old girl."

"You want me to give my word?" House asked, "Easy. I promise."

"Fine. Okay. I trust you," the Doctor said, "Just delete, oh er, thirty percent of the TARDIS rooms, you'll free up thrust enough to make it through. Activate subroutine Sigma nine."

"Why would you tell me this?"

The Doctor stood up. "Because we want to get back to our universe as badly as you do. And I'm nice."

"Yes. I can delete rooms. And I can also rid myself of vermin if I delete this room first. Thank you, Doctor. Very helpful. Goodbye, Timelords. Goodbye, little humans. Goodbye, Idris."

There was a bright light and they were standing in the normal control room.

"Yes. I mean, you could do that, but it just won't work. Hardwired fail safe. Living things from rooms that are deleted are automatically deposited in the main control room. But thanks for the lift."

"We are in your universe now, Doctor. Why should it matter to me in which room you die? I can kill you just as easily here as anywhere. Fear me. I've killed hundreds of Timelords."

"Fear me. I've killed all of them."

"I don't understand. There isn't a forest in here," Rory told Idris. He looked at Elise, who shrugged.

"Yeah, you're right. You've completely won," the Doctor said.

Rory looked at him confused.

Elise, too, wondered what he was doing. What kind of plan he had.

"Oh, you can kill us in oodles of really inventive ways, but before you do kill us allow me, Elise, and our friends Amy and Rory to congratulate you on being an absolutely worthy opponent." He pulled Amy up from where she was sitting on the stairs.

They both started clapping.

"Congratulations," Amy told him.

"Yep, you've defeated us. Me and my lovely friends here, and last but definitely not least, the TARDIS Matrix herself, a living consciousness you ripped out of this very control room and locked up into a human body. And look at her."

"Doctor, she's stopped breathing," Rory told him.

"Enough. That is enough," House said.

"No. It's never enough! You forced the TARDIS into a body so she'd burn out safely a very long way away from this control room. A flesh body can't hold the TARDIS Matrix and live. Look at her body, House."

"And you think I should mourn her?"

"No. I think you should be very, very careful about what you let back into this control room."

Golden energy started to come out of Idris' mouth.

"You took her from her home. But now she's back in the box again, and she's free!"

The golden energy fused into the console, attacking House.

"No. Doctor, stop this. Argh! Stop this now."

"Oh, look at my girl. Look at her go! Bigger on the inside! You see, House?"

"Make her stop."

"That's your problem. Size of a planet, but inside you are just so small!"

"Make it stop."

"Finish him off, girl."

"Ow. Don't do this! Argh!"

The control room went dark, the only light coming from Idris. The soul of the TARDIS was standing on the stairs.

"Doctor, Elise, are you there? It's so very dark in here."

The Doctor took Elise's hand and the two Timelord's stepped up to her.

"We're here."

She followed the sound of his voice and looked down. "I've been looking for a word. A big, complicated word, but so sad. I've found it now."

"What word?"

"Alive. I'm alive!"

"Alive isn't sad."

"It's sad when it's over. I'll always be here, but this is when we talked, and now even that has come to an end. There's something I didn't get to say to you."

Tears were gathering in the Doctor's eyes.

Elise rubbed the back of his hand with hers to try and comfort him.

"Goodbye?" His voice was barely a whisper.

"No. I just wanted to say hello. Hello, Doctor. And you. My little Survivor. It's so very, very nice to meet you."

Tears were shining in Idris' eyes as she smiled.

Tears were threatening to stream down the Doctor's cheeks and his bottom lip trembled. "Please. I don't want you to. Please."

They stepped back as Idris faded away.

The Doctor sniffled and turned to the console. He lifted Elise up into his arms and hid his face in her hair.

Elise let down her mental barriers and flooded his mind with love and affection to comfort him.

Idris was right.

Everything would be okay.

The Doctor was working under the console again. Wires hung down around him as he sat in his swing with his goggles on.

"How's it going under there?" Rory asked.

"Just putting a firewall around the Matrix. Almost done," the Doctor said.

"Are you going to make her talk again?" Amy asked.

"I can't."

"Why not?" Rory asked, coming down the stairs.

"Spacey wacey, isn't it?" Amy quipped.

"Well, actually, it's because the Time Lords discovered that if you take an eleventh dimensional matrix and fold it into a mechanical then..."

Rory took two cables and touched them together, causing them to spark.

"Yes, it's spacey wacey!"

Rory held his hands up in defense.

The Doctor took his goggles off.

"Sorry. At the end, she was talking. She kept repeating something. I don't know what it meant."

"What did she say?"

"The only water in the forest is the river. She said we'd need to know that someday. It doesn't make sense, does it?"

"Not yet. You okay?"

"No. I watched her die. I shouldn't let it get to me, but it still does. I'm a nurse."

"Letting it get to you. You know what that's called? Being alive. Best thing there is. Being alive right now, that's all that counts. Nearly finished. Two more minutes, then we're off." The Doctor sat back down in his swing. He swung lightly back and forth as he spoke. "The Eye of Orion's restful, if you like restful. I can never really get the hang of restful. What do you think, dear? Where shall we take the kids this time?"

"Look at you pair," Amy said, "It's always you and her, isn't it, long after the rest of us have gone. A boy and his box, off to see the universe."

Elise frowned. Why wasn't she included with that? She supposed it was because in reality, she'd only been with the Doctor for a few years.

He'd been traveling for well over 700, according to the TARDIS.

But she promised that as long as she was alive, she'd never leave his side.

"Well, you say that as if it's a bad thing. But honestly, it's the best thing there is."

The console sparked.

"The House deleted all the bedrooms. I should probably make you two a new bedroom. You'd like that, wouldn't you?"

Amy and Rory talked quietly amongst themselves for a few seconds.

"Okay. Er, Doctor, this time could we lose the bunk beds?" Amy asked.

"No. Bunk beds are cool. A bed with a ladder. You can't beat that."

Amy and Rory looked at him, annoyed.

"It's your room. Out those stairs, keep walking till you find it. Off you pop."

"Doctor, do you have a room?" Rory asked.

Amy pulled him away.

"You should probably be getting to bed, too," the Doctor told Elise, "You may be a Timelord, but you've had trying day. You could use some sleep."

"Will you be okay?"

"Course I will."

Elise finally stood up and walked over to him. She put her hand on his cheek, playing back the TARDIS saying hello.

He gave her soft smile and kissed her forehead. "Don't worry about me," he told her, "Now, off to bed."

Elise playfully rolled her eyes. "Goodnight daddy." She turned to walk up the stairs.

"Goodnight, Survivor."

Elise paused and looked back at him.

"When a Timelord graduates the Academy, they choose a name. I chose the Doctor. It's a sort of promise you make to yourself," he told her, "I took that from you, but you're still a Timelord. The TARDIS is a smart girl. All you've ever done is survive, so it suits you."

Elise smiled and continued up the stairs. She walked until she found her room. It was exactly how she'd left it. "Thanks, Sexy."

So Elise finally has a Timelord title! But don't worry, she'll still be going by Elise.