One day, one night, one moment My dreams could be tomorrow One step, one fall, one falter East or West, over earth or by ocean One way to be my journey This way could be my Book of Days...
No day, no night, no moment Can hold me back from trying One flag, one fall, one falter I'll find my day maybe...far and away.
One day, one night, one moment With a dream to be leaving One step, one fall, one falter Find a new world across a wide ocean This way became my journey This day brings together far and away.
--Enya

EPILOGUE: JOURNEY

...nineteen months later...

Ace stood beneath the giant arch that Benny had excavated so long ago. It was corroded and overgrown with vines but still had an elegant, timeless beauty that stood as a testament to those who had constructed it eons ago. Tears touched the corners of her eyes at the memories this place recalled to her mind, memories which still held the power to move her. However, on this starlit night on a planet named for an unearthly paradise, it was not the past that touched Ace's heart but the future that might have been. The Doctor came up to her and took her hand. "Are you all right?" he said, examining her profile as she gazed up to the curve of sky. She nodded, smiling slightly. "Yes." They stood in silence, contemplating the heavens. "Do you know what day this is?" "Yes, I do." She squeezed his hand. "She would be a year old today." "I've tried not to think about it." "Oh no...I've tried *to* think about it. The only way she can have a life is if I give her one by thinking about what she would be doing if she were here." He dropped her hand and slipped an arm around her waist. "I've said it before but it bears repeating...in many ways you're far more of an adult than I, my love. Your ability to cope with hardship never fails to amaze me." She laid her head on his shoulder. "Another of your legacies. It's because of you that I've had to acquire that ability." "Hmm...I'm not sure quite how to take that." She laughed quietly, then sobered. "She would have been the most amazing person in the history of the universe, Doctor." "I think she would have been, yes." They stood quietly again, the chill night wind ruffling their hair. "Can I ask you something?" "Of course." "Why did you want to come here? I would think this place...would stir up many mixed feelings." "Well, it does, but that doesn't have to be a bad thing. Depending on which memory I pick, the thought of this place can make me miserable or happy...maybe that's why I wanted to come here for her birthday. Thinking about her is a mixed-feeling thing too." "All I can ever think of is that this is where it started to go wrong for us." "'Wrong' is such a subjective term...though it was pretty bad there at the end. But we did get Benny out of it, after all." He grinned. "Yes, we did. Seems strange that there was a time before I knew Benny. Somehow she pokes her nose into all my memories so it seems like she's always been there." He glanced towards the TARDIS, parked a few hundred meters away. "Shall we go inside?" "No," she said, sitting down in the damp grass. "I want to stay out here." She looked up at him. "Stay with me?" He sat down behind her and she leaned back against his chest. "It is a beautiful night," he said. "Yeah...the kind that makes you think deep thoughts about the meaning of life and the shape of your future." "What's the shape of our future?" She squinted into the night sky. "Hmm...difficult to see. The future's so malleable, you know." "Of course." "But I don't think the shape is so important, as long as it's *our* future." "Well said. But whatever's in store for us, one thing is certain." "What's that?" "It won't be dull." She smiled. "Thank God for that." They sat there for a few more minutes contemplating the brilliant starfield spread above them, then Ace stood and pulled him to his feet. Arm in arm, they walked back to the TARDIS and stepped into the light and warmth of their home, shutting the doors on the darkness. The vehicle dematerialized and was gone. The two travelers had taken the next step down an uncertain path, the shape of which was unknown even to them. We might wonder where their journey took them next. What befell them there? What strange and wonderful adventures did they have? The answers are no doubt as varied as the questions. But those are stories for another day.


THE END




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