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Chapter 38

The rest of the day was spent running continuous scans on Jet, who reluctantly agreed not to leave. After all, it wasn't like he had anywhere to go.

Rain just sat and watched all the commotion while she tried to process her feelings about this newest discovery. On the one hand, she was absolutely ecstatic that Jet was a Time Lord. Now she didn't have to worry about how fragile his life was compared to hers. However, the thing that was weighing on her emotions was the fact that he had no idea who she was. This was almost definitely a trick put in place by the Silence, and there was no telling what else they had done. There was no time for her to celebrate Jet's species transformation when the negative effects were still unknown.

The Doctor must have sensed her uncertainty, as he now sat down in the chair next to her. He didn't say anything, so she spoke up. "Have you found anything yet?" He gave a small nod, but didn't say anything else. From the look on his face, she could tell that he was deciding how to tell her what he had found. That couldn't be a good sign. "Well, what is it?" she asked, impatience seeping through her words.

He rubbed a hand over his face as he always did when he had bad news to tell. "Well," he began, "this is the real Jet, not a flesh duplicate. And he's definitely a Time Lord." He stopped here, but Rain could tell that this wasn't all he had to say. After receiving a pleading look from her, the Doctor continued. "Rain, do you know how Time Lords came about in the first place?"

This question threw her off. "Um, prolonged exposure to the time vortex, right?"

He nodded. "Yes, but that takes several generations. It doesn't just happen overnight. Unless . . ."

"Unless?" she prodded.

"Unless," he sighed, "unless you could somehow create so much exposure that even your cells change on contact. But that's impossible. It would be the equivalent of injecting someone with the time vortex. It shouldn't be possible."

Now he looked over at Rain, whose face appeared blank. "Think about it this way," he said. "You know how in comic books some people get special powers from radioactive waste?" Rain nodded. "It's like that. Except in real life the radioactivity would kill you. So what I want to know is how this could have possibly turned Jet into a Time Lord."

The Doctor paused for a moment, waiting for Rain to answer. There were so many thoughts rushing through her head right now, though, that there was really only one thing she could think about. "So why can't he remember anything?"

The Doctor sighed. It was obvious that this was the part he'd been trying to put off for as long as possible. "An operation like this has never been successful before. There were bound to be repercussions. Rain, I'm sorry, but the last few months of Jet's memory have been completely wiped. From his point of view, tonight would be the night you met. He was on his way to the park when we stopped him. He's never seen you before in his life."

Rain had been afraid that he would say something along these lines, yet his words still pierced right through her. After all she'd been through with Jet, how could he just forget her? Now all the memories she'd shared with him bombarded her brain faster than she could try and force them down. She remembered the first time they'd met on the playground, and then asking him to travel with them. She remembered their first kiss and all the fights he'd had with the Doctor. She remembered the proposal and the wedding and the honeymoon . . . .

And now it was all gone like a paper crumpled and tossed into the trash.

River had long since left the room to check on Storm, and now the Doctor got up, mumbling something about giving her a hand. In reality, he thought he'd give the two some time to talk.

As soon as he left, Rain glanced over at her husband, who was sitting on one of the sick beds while a monitor next to him continuously spewed information about him. He didn't look as confused or worried as he had earlier, but rather, frustrated. Every once in a while he would squeeze his eyes shut tight and run a hand through his hair.

She couldn't take it any longer. Cautiously, Rain went to go sit next to Jet. He didn't say anything when she approached, but scooted over to allow some space between them. She made a conscious effort not to think about how he would normally put his arm around her and pull her closer. "Hey," was all she managed to get out.

"Hey," he answered. There was a long pause after this, in which Rain racked her brain for anything she could possibly say to him that wouldn't be too painful. Finally, it was Jet who spoke up. "So . . . what's wrong with me? That Doctor person told me I'm . . . I'm not human. Is that true?"

Rain nodded sadly. "I'm afraid so. But it's actually better than it sounds. You're a Time Lord like us, which means you can live for more than a thousand years."

"But how did this happen? Last time I checked, I was completely human."

She didn't really feel like going in to the whole story. After all, she hardly understood it herself. "I'm not sure." She hesitated before saying the next part, unsure of whether he should know or not. Eventually, though, she decided that he should know, as it was his own life in question. "But what I do know is that it erased a few months of your memory."

This seemed to grab his attention. "What do you mean?"

She shrugged. "It's just a side-effect of the species change."

There was another long pause before Jet asked what was on his mind. "Is that why you all seem to know me?"

His question seemed to strike the wrong note in her heart. Suddenly, she found herself unable to keep back the tears that holding in this whole time. Now they fell freely, as Rain had lost the will to keep them from falling. As if this reaction wasn't a good enough answer to Jet's question, she nodded slowly.

Jet's cheeks became bright red as he turned away, embarrassed that he didn't know who she was. He tried to think of something, anything to make her feel better, as he realized that he couldn't stand to see her cry. "You know, it does feel like there's more in my head then I can see. It's like when you wake up from a dream but can't remember what it was about, like there's a film preventing me from seeing clearly." Although he had originally just been looking for something to cheer her up, these words were spoken in complete honesty.

Rain's eyes widened immediately. His words sparked a light of hope in her. If this was the case, there must be some way to tear away at this "film" little by little until it eventually all falls away. Maybe if she could get him to remember, she wouldn't have to start from scratch. Immediately, she tried to remember something she had heard once when they had visited the Ponds'. It was a phrase from an old conversation between the Doctor and Amy. She had heard them discussing it once. What was it? Oh, yes: "If something can be remembered, it can come back."

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