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We're all supposed to get roommate's here, right?

There's another bed here, but no sign of whoever I'm supposed to be with. [Which is fine with her, but it's...unsettling a little. Was whoever she's supposed to be suddenly...gone? Did the Doctors get them and just....she doesn't want to think about it.

Unless those damn birds killed them--no, no she won't even let her mind go that far.]

Also, anyone got a first aid kit or somethin'? [Just a small scrape from diving down from a pack of birds. Nothing major.]

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[He looks at her seriously, and there is an ancient sadness in his expression and in his voice.] In such a situation, I don't think anybody can really 'win'.

There were losses on both sides, but we eventually got everyone to recognize and respect the duplicates' basic humanity, and I got everyone who was left off the island before it blew.

Lucky them. [Sarah can see the sadness in Bowtie's expression, but her reply comes out bitter and cold. Lucky for them they had The Doctor for help. Her? She has to run and find answers for herself.]

[He sees the bitterness in her, and without any outward sign, his perception of the conversation shifts, suddenly understanding her position perfectly. His voice is soft and understanding, though it has lost none of its sadness.] You're as human as they come, Sarah. I'm sorry about what happened. What they did to you was wrong.

Do you want to talk about it?

[She doesn't want to open up, really she doesn't. Bowtie knows too much as is, but there is something in his tone that makes her want to open up. To say everything that's happened, the bad parts and the fucked up ones. But could she handle talking about Kira?]

It's not that easy. [Takes in a deep breath, hands going to the rails and gripping them tightly.]

The others, Allison and Cosima, and whoever the fuck else they created. There is a sequence in our DNA that is different from the rest. A genetic ID marker and in it, we're nothing more than intellectual property. Our bodies, if found, are to be handed over to Dr. Leekie and his fucking crew to be done with however they please.

But it's not just that.

Why do we have to go through this shit? Run from psychos on both ends of the spectrum and worry that we might expire some day? [Cosima already started to show signs of dying. What if she was next? Or Allison?]

[This isn't how either his medical visits or his times introducing someone new to the TARDIS usually go - but by now he's forgotten all of that, his entire focus solely on her.] Of course not. Nothing about it is easy. But you are human, Sarah, so very human - an individual, with a mind and a will and a soul all your own. They can't take that away from you, nobody can.

[There's an edge of anger to the sadness now, a fury barely hinted at, but when unleashed bathe entire worlds in flame.] You're not property, no matter what anybody says. No matter what the law says. [He says the word 'law' with something akin to disdain.]

If the law says you're not a person, that just means the law - and the forces behind it - have to be removed. [He says this with complete confidence and sincerity. He he ever runs into a government that says that Sarah is property, he plans to take down that government. He's done it before, and probably will again.]

[The anger abruptly collapses, or at least is buried under something even stronger, when she asks her final questions. It's a question he's faced before, one he's shouted at the universe, demanding an answer. Why, why was he the only one left? Why had he been the only one who could end the terror and the insanity, the one who had to destroy both almighty civilizations - his ancient enemy... and the even worse one. His own.

The universe never replied.

So he understands her question, her pain and sorrow, even more fully than she understands it herself. He's lived with this burden for centuries, with all his friends and family, everyone who could have helped him through, helped him answer the question gone. Dead. By his own hand.

The sheer weight of pain and guilt and sorrow and loneliness in his voice when he replies is staggering, though he himself doesn't even hear it anymore.]

I think you know as well as I do that there's no answer to that question, not the one you're really asking. We just have to keep on living, regardless of the questions or the answers, in defiance of the fear and the pain and the injustice of it all.

[It's not that she doesn't feel human, but just a piece on a chess board meant to be moved to and fro at someone's whim. She was created for what purpose? To see if it was possible to clone a person? Or see the effects of nature vs nurture? No one should have to be put through that.] If they make clones and other shit, what's to say they won't strip me to nothing?

[Nothing, but a freak for them to display. No wonder Beth went crazy, the thoughts and unanswered questions would drive anyone insane to the point where they would off themselves. Though her being property isn't the sole issue, there's a matter of her daughter. If Sarah was property, then by simple reasoning so was Kira. The thought of it makes her clench the bars so tight her knuckles begin to turn white.]

It's not solely my life that's property, Doctor. My daughter...[She has to take a breath to get the words out.] If they try to take her away...[Her voice wavers from the anger and the worry/sadness that comes from being unable to know where her daughter was...what's happening to her now, is enough for her to want to kill something.]

No one wants to die, but if my life is short changed because I start to start to sick, where does that leave Kira?!

I have to keep on living, to make sure she's safe. Damnit! [Her resolve is breaking, bringing a hand up to strike at the railing.] I wanted to be a better mum to her. Wanted to get her, Felix and get the fuck out and start over.

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[The Doctor takes in a sharp breath - he hadn't realized she had a daughter before. He responds slowly, gently.] Again, Sarah, there is no easy answer. There never is. That's life. You make the best you can of it, and do what you can for the people you love.

[His voice grows harder, more certain and determined.] As to who's to say they won't strip you to nothing? I am. I won't let it happen.

Neither you nor your daughter are property. If they try to take her away, we'll stop them. I'll bring them down so they can never bother you again. Or if you wanted, you and your daughter could come away with me, and leave them all in the dust. I could bring you anywhere in the universe.

[He unconsciously straightens his bowtie.] You'll get the opportunity you should have had to be the mother you want to be. I promise you that.

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