She's slipping away from me...my sweet little Sweetie is at last leaving me, for now she has her mark, and is free from all that was. Free from me. But I don't want her to leave...I still need her...my dear little Sweetie...
The TARDIS is crashing. Again. The Doctor has forgotten that new universe means he doesn't have reference points anymore. What was meant to be a trip to a concert has landed the Doctor in the middle of a Civil War, but not all is as it seems....
Spike was just a chauffeur before being swept up by the mafia underworld. The glitz and glamour of the city promise him the good life, provided he can endure the harsh realities of the criminal underworld without a bullet to the temple.
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