April 14, 1912
was it. The last day in the fated life of the RMS Titanic. Mika did not want to
get out of bed. Maybe if she were to sleep through the whole thing, nothing
would happen and they would reach New York as originally planned. But she knew
that would never happen. They would strike the iceberg later that night and 1500
people would be dead by Monday morning. She shivered in spite of being buried
under a mound of covers. Gradually, she noticed the incessant pounding on the
door which eventually forced her to get out of bed and let Lisette in.
she said as she wrapped her robe about herself and headed for the door.
"Keep your pantyhose on! What's all the emergency?"
I've been knocking for nearly twenty minutes. I was worried when you failed to
answer. Any longer and I would have called for a steward to let me in. Are you
Mika, still bleary-eyed, glanced at the clock by the bed. It was nearly eleven
sorry, I was asleep. I was out rather late last night."
grinned knowingly as she began fussing with the bedclothes.
Monsieur Andrews, non?
stretched her arms above her head and yawned. "If you must know . . ."
she smiled, thinking of the night before and that wonderful man . . . then she
frowned. She had no idea what she was going to do when the final moments came
and it was time for her to leave. She wanted him to accompany her, but somehow
she knew he would never willingly leave his precious ship. She shrugged it off
and decided that she would try to enjoy the last few hours on board the Titanic
if it killed her.
Doctor knocked on her door adjoining the sitting room then walked in.
folded her arms as she glared at the Time Lord. "Well, at least he knocked
for once," she said to Lisette.
Ma'mselle, it is an improvement," she giggled.
Doctor chose to return this personal attack upon his good self with a slight jab
of his own.
up bright and early, I see?" he grinned impishly.
was all Mika replied.
Lisette, would you excuse us for a moment? I need to speak to Mika in
offered a small curtsey as she exited the room. "I will just go and
straighten your room, Docteur."
shut the door quietly behind her.
Mika stared at him questioningly as he proceeded to perch on the end of her
newly-made bed. "What is it this time?"
was it you had planned to do today?"
this just idle curiosity or do you have some other sinister plans in mind?"
The Doctor remained silent. Mika shrugged. "I don't really know. I'll tell
you what I am not going to do, and that's mope about here all day. I know this
is the last day Titanic will ever see above water, but I fully intend to enjoy
myself and the remainder of this voyage. I rather think I will be spending the
short time left with Thomas."
Doctor could not help the look of mild surprise that crept across his face at
hearing her utter these words. "Well, well, I believe this trip has not
been in vain if this new attitude of yours is the result. I wonder what brought
about such a change? A bit of Cupid's special brand of magic, perhaps?" he
feigned innocence. "Whatever are you babbling about, Doctor?"
young man of yours, Mr. Andrew. The shipbuilder. I saw you two out and about
together till all hours of the night."
thrust her hands onto her hips in half-hearted anger. "You were spying on
us, you little . . ."
at all, my dear, not at all," he cut her off. "I was merely dozing in
a deck chair and the two of you passed by on several occasions as you walked
around the ship."
fought to suppress a giggle. Surprisingly, she was in too good a mood to argue,
even in jest. "Perhaps you were mistaken. Besides, we were just talking . .
doodle," he smiled. "You were doing a lot more than talking. Really,
stopping right in front of me to . . . to smooch!"
. . . uh . . . Doctor!" she spluttered. "You should have made your
grinned that infuriating impish grin of his. "I wouldn't have dreamed of
disturbing you. You seemed to be enjoying yourself very much."
like you didn't want to give yourself away, SPY!" Her grin belied her
I'm glad you're enjoying yourself, finally."
smile faded as the grim truth of the situation once again forced itself to the
surface of reality. "Doctor, what am I going to do? I haven't the slightest
clue. I want him to leave when we do, but I'm afraid that even if I convince him
of who I really am, he will still refuse to leave his bloody ship. What do you
Doctor was silent as he pondered her question for a few moments.
he began slowly, knowing that she would not like what he was going to say.
"You know you can't force him to go."
know that. How do you get your companions to join you?"
Doctor laughed, fondly remembering all of his former companions. "Usually,
I didn't have any choice. Most of my companions were stowaways and
lowered her head and sat beside the Doctor on the bed. "I could always
announce who I am and end up with 2200 stowaways and tagalongs . . ."
Doctor patted her hand affectionately. "I don't think that would work, my
dear. Besides, what would you do with them afterwards? How would you explain the
lack of bodies to the families?"
smiled sadly. "I know. It was worth a try anyway."
honestly don't know what to do when the time comes. But, it is my experience
that these things usually sort themselves out."
not always the way we want them to, I know, I know." Mika sighed deeply and
the Doctor could feel her despair. He desperately wished there was something he
could do, but for now he could think of nothing. That reminded him of what he
had wanted to speak with her about in the first place.
I wanted to talk to you about Ismay, now . . ."
Mika cut him off forcefully.
no you don't, Doctor. You're not going to pawn Ismay off on me. For once in your
life you are going to do your own dirty work. I am not going to be responsible
for getting Ismay off the ship."
Doctor tried to protest, but Mika would not let him.
The Chancellor spoke to you, not me, and you are going to take care of Ismay.
End of discussion. Capish?"
. . ." Her look made him stop. He knew it was pointless in even trying to
all right." He threw up his hands in mock surrender. "I know when I'm
beat. I'll see to Ismay myself, but . . ."
She cut him off again. Mika knew only too well the Doctor's little games and
tricks he used to get others to go along with him, and she was having none of
if you'll excuse me, Doctor, I have to get dressed. I promised Molly that I
would walk with her today." With that Mika rose to her feet, and, after
planting a friendly kiss on the little man's forehead, pulled him up and shoved
him right out the door.
rest of the day was spent alternately with Molly and Andrews. She took a walk
and had lunch with Molly and some of the other ladies, then joined them in a
round of bridge in which she played terribly. No matter, it was a very enjoyable
tea-time came around, Mika found herself in the company of First Officer
Murdoch, whom she had not seen since that first evening on board. For a while,
anyway, she was able to completely forget the tragedy that was to take place
later that night and concentrate on the charming fellow sitting across from her.
Whether it was his delightful sense of humour or his gentle, easygoing attitude,
Mika found herself quite entranced by Mr. Murdoch as they chatted. So captivated
was she that she did not even notice when the Doctor approached their table
until he had audaciously planted himself in the seat next to her and helped
himself to a biscuit. She immediately apologized to Murdoch for her 'uncle's'
brash behaviour, but the officer just dismissed it with a wave of his hand, and
even offered to pour the Doctor a cup of tea which he accepted rather
graciously. Murdoch then made apologies of his own for having to part company.
He wanted to catch a little sleep before he went on bridge duty at 10:00 that
night. Mika smiled wistfully as she watched him leave, only now remembering the
vision she had had regarding his tragic end.
Doctor banged the teapot down onto the table loudly to drag her out of her
what devious thoughts are running through that clever mind of yours, hmmm?"
he asked, his mouth full of Scottish shortbread.
looked at the Time Lord as if seeing him for the first time. He was sitting
there next to her, a biscuit in one hand and a cup of tea in the other, with
crumbs on his waistcoat and a ridiculous grin on his face.
Doctor," she said as she brushed the crumbs away with her napkin, "I
don't know about you sometimes."
he proclaimed innocently.
shook her head and laughed. "Nothing, Doctor, nothing."
sipped his tea noisily. "So, I thought you were seeing that Andrews
looked at him puzzled, "Well, I am, sort of. Why?"
it's just that you seemed rather swept away by that young man that just left,
Officer Murdoch, was it?" The Doctor went to drink from his cup, and,
finding it empty, poured out what was left in the teapot. When this, too, was
empty, he removed the lid and tried to peer inside, as if he did not quite
believe that it was completely empty. Having finally satisfied his curiosity, he
replaced the lid and set the teapot back down on the table. Then he began to
make a big show of adding cream and sugar to the half cup of tea he had poured.
ignored his comment, filing it away for later argument, and watched the Doctor's
performance with growing annoyance. She knew what he was trying to do. He was
trying to unnerve her enough to give in to any request he might have, such as
talking to Bruce Ismay.
know what you're doing, Doctor, and it won't work. I am not going to talk to
Ismay and that's final."
looked at her in feigned dismay. "I'm shocked that you think that I would
try to do such a thing. I would never ask you to do my job. Unless you really
wanted to . . ."
shook her head and rose from the table. "You never give up do you?"
She laughed softly, her humour still not broken. "I'll see you at dinner
then?" She smiled, then bent down and kissed him fondly on the forehead.
"As for Mr. Murdoch," she said quietly in his ear, "he's just a
very charming fellow whose company I find most enjoyable. Spy!"
Doctor watched her leave, wondering just what was going on in that mind of hers.
He could always tell when she was plotting something. He just hoped that
whatever it was would not cause him too much trouble.
Doctor was correct in his interpretation of Mika's intentions -- she was indeed
planning something. After she left the Doctor, she wandered about the ship
aimlessly, absorbed in thought, turning the vision of Murdoch's death over and
over in her mind. He would die when the Titanic sank, there were no two ways
around this fact. But she decided that she would be damned if she were going to
stand by helplessly while such a charming fellow took his own life like that.
Thus was Mika's plot: to be present at the appropriate time and prevent it from
happening. Then she would give him the chance to join her when she departed in
her TARDIS. She even considered telling him in advance who she really was and
offering him the opportunity to go along then, perhaps even avoiding the whole
suicide thing altogether. She had entertained the thought of using this approach
with Andrews as well, but somehow she just knew he would never believe her until
it was too late. But Murdoch, on the other hand, just might.
concentrated hard and tried to remember as much of Murdoch's future as she
could, just in case he did not believe her either. That way she could be sure
that she was not too late to do any good.
absorbed was she in her thoughts, that Mika once again found herself in a
head-on collision with a fellow passenger.
I do beg your pardon, Miss," the gentleman began. Then he realized who she
was. "Oh, it's you," he scowled.
terribly sorry, Mr. Ismay," Mika returned. She decided that she would try
to be as amiable as possible. Perhaps the Doctor had been right after all and
she had been a little hasty in her judgment of the man. She was willing to give
him a second chance . . . if only he would let her.
was all he replied.
Mr. Ismay, I'd like to apologize for my behaviour. It was most unkind and unfair
of me. Sometimes, I just get in those moods."
features softened somewhat as he listened to her words. It finally took the most
charming smile she could manage to convince him that she, too, was not really
that bad a person.
accept your apology, Miss Smith," he said at last.
she extended her hand, which, after only a brief hesitation, he shook in return.
she smiled in relief. "And please, call me 'Mika'."
well, Miss . . . erm, Mika. Now if you'll excuse me, I really must be
I'm sorry to have kept you, Mr. Ismay. Good bye."
bye." With that, he nodded and left quickly. As she watched him leave, Mika
wondered just how the Doctor was going to convince that man to leave the ship
when the time came. Ismay just seemed so stubborn. 'Oh well,' she thought,
'that's the Doctor's problem not mine.' Then she noticed her surroundings and
realized that she had absolutely no idea where she was. "I really must pay
more attention to where I am going!" she said aloud to herself.
that evening, Andrews joined Mika for a quiet dinner in the Cafe Parisienne,
where, much to Mika's dismay, he spoke light-heartedly of his plans for the
future once the voyage was over. It was all she could do to keep herself from
blurting out everything. This was only the first time tonight that her hearts
would break. She just smiled and nodded and remained relatively quiet. She
barely touched her food, exquisite though it was, so disturbed was she by his
words. She did, however, manage to control her feelings. When they were
finished, Andrews apologized for having to leave: he had promised to meet with
the Captain after dinner. But he promised that he would be back before long. He
then escorted Mika back to her cabin, kissing her tenderly on the cheek as he
left her standing in front of her door.
watched him go, a lump forming in the pit of her stomach. But instead of going
into her stateroom, Mika turned back down the corridor and made her way
stealthily to the bridge. There she found First Officer Murdoch engaged in
conversation with two fellow officers before officially reporting for duty.
stood quietly in the shadows until they had finished, and Murdoch caught sight
Mika, my dear," he exclaimed, "what in heaven's name are you doing out
here and with no coat on? You'll catch your death like that."
waved him off. "I'll be fine. Where I come from is much colder than this.
See?" she took his hands in hers, which he found surprisingly warm.
"My hands aren't even cool. But yours are freezing." She smiled as
Murdoch, blushing slightly from her touch, pulled his hands away and rubbed them
together to warm them.
still, you should not be up here."
just wanted to speak to you for a moment, Will."
use of his Christian name got his attention. He looked down at her pale lavender
chiffon dress blowing softly in the ship's breeze. In the faint starlight she
looked to him like a beautiful spirit from another world, or even an angel.
you sure you're not cold?" he asked, his breath visible in the frigid air.
smiled and laughed softly. "I assure you, I am fine. The world I come from
is much colder than this on the warmest days."
was puzzled by her words. "World?"
that's part of what I wanted to talk to you about. I wanted to tell you the
truth about who I really am, where I come from and why I'm here." She
paused briefly. "And to warn you about tonight."
chuckled sceptically. "Oh, I see. Did you see danger lurking in your tea
gave him her most deadpan expression laced with mild annoyance. "I'm
serious, Will. Don't be so closed-minded."
forced the grin from his face. He did not wish to offend the young lady - he
liked her very much - but of course he thought she was talking nonsense.
am sorry, Mika. Do go on."
her better judgment and despite her growing doubt as to the wisdom of her
confession, she pressed on.
drew a deep, frosty breath. "It's just that, well, I just wanted to warn
you to keep a particularly close eye out for ice tonight."
was puzzled. "We have received a few radiograms warning of ice up ahead,
but I don't think it is anything to be alarmed about."
me, it is."
makes you so certain?"
I know what is going to happen."
I see, you are a fortune teller."
I am a time traveller."
failed to contain his laughter. "Do you honestly expect me to believe that?
Ha, ha, ha! Look, I appreciate your little joke, but I really must return to my
is no joke, Will." Mika forced herself to be patient. She could hardly
expect a human of such a primitive society to accept the concept of time travel
so readily and she said as much to Murdoch. "The Doctor and I are travellers
in time and space. I have been to the past and the future of this quaint little
planet, and I assure you that this ship is in grave danger."
about Mika's demeanour forced the First Officer to consider her words. But, no,
it was all just too fantastic for him to believe. Obviously, she was having him
on. But, so as not to offend the lady, he decided to play along.
right, I promise to keep a careful look out." He took her gently by the
elbow and began escorting her towards the exit to the bridge. "Now, you
really must go back down below. If the Captain catches you here, we'll both be
in big trouble. Run along and get in out of the cold, there's a good lass. I'll
come to see you tomorrow perhaps, hmm?"
eyes caught his and seemed to bore right through him to the very depths of his
soul. He found himself almost believing her, but it was simply impossible,
right? Then Mika shook her head and turned to go. After a few steps, she paused
and turned back to the officer.
sorry, Will, but you have no more tomorrows."
with that, she turned and left. Murdoch watched her leave with a growing sense
of fear. What if she were right? What if she really was telling the truth? He
returned to his watch duty. He drew his wool coat tighter about himself as a
violent shiver ran down his spine -- a shiver that had nothing to do with the
stomped her way back to her stateroom, more angry with herself than anything.
She should have realized how foolish she would sound in a time when even
airborne machines were still in their infancy. She sighed and decided that she
would just have to try to be present when Murdoch's time came.
she reached her room, Mika found a slip of paper stuffed beneath the door. She
picked it up and read it, already guessing who had left it. It was from Andrews.
He wrote that he was sorry to have missed her, but if it was not too late when
she read the note, she could come to his room, cabin A26.
opened the door to the suite and looked about for any sign of the Doctor.
Finding none, she checked the clock on the mantle for the time. Eleven o'clock.
She was beginning to run out of time. Leaving the note on the coffee table, she
went into her bedroom and switched on the light. She called to Lisette to make
sure the maid was not around, then, taking the key from around her neck, entered
her TARDIS. Here she changed clothes, foregoing the period costume for a more
practical suit of Space Fleet issue body armour. What looked like nothing more
than a matte black skintight cat suit, was actually the best in personal battle
protection. The armour was lightweight, formfitting, bulletproof,
temperature-regulated, and, most importantly, watertight. She then pulled on a
pair of knee-high armoured space boots and a long, heavy woolen coat to conceal
her transformation was complete, she looked and felt more like her old self.
Pulling her hair back tightly into a ponytail, Mika then made her way to the
control room and, finding that her controls were no longer locked, began setting
coordinates. Through with this task, she went back out into her stateroom and
made on last look around to make sure she had not left anything behind.
Satisfied, she reentered the TARDIS and dematerialized.
long, a whining, grinding sound could be heard near the aft end of the starboard
promenade deck. When it ceased there now stood what looked like a very small
storage building in the style of the rest of the ship. The door in the side
opened a crack and Mika's head poked through. She quickly surveyed her
surroundings, and finding no one around, stepped out onto the deck. She
carefully pulled the door to the TARDIS to, noting somewhat concernedly that she
had materialized precariously near the ship's edge. No matter, she did not plan
to leave it there long.
keeping one eye open for any sign of the Doctor, Mika made her way hurriedly
through the interior of A Deck, looking for cabin A26. She knew that this was
one of the last minute additions that Ismay had ordered made before the
Titanic's first voyage. She soon found it: the second cabin on the left just
past the forward Grand Staircase. Taking a deep breath, she knocked on the door.
After waiting a few moments with no answer, she knocked a little harder. The
door to the first cabin opened and one of Andrews' fellow engineers stuck his
head out to see what was going on. Mika shot him a warning glance and continued
she called out, "it's me, Mika. I need to talk to you. Please let me
the door opened. "Mika, how good to see you, please come in." He
stepped aside to allow her through, casting a dismissive glance at his colleague
who was by now very curious. Andrews then followed her inside, closing the door
very sorry for leaving you standing out there, but I was working on my notes and
must have dozed off."
quite all right," she said distractedly. She turned to look at the clock on
the table. Eleven twenty-five. Almost no time left.
there's something I feel I ought to tell you," Andrews started to say, but
thought better of it when he noticed that she was paying no attention to him.
She just stood there, transfixed by the clock. He could sense the urgent panic
that emanated from the Time Lord. He began to worry.
she began, "there's something I have to tell you, and you're not ging to
what is it? What is wrong?"
looked at his handsome face, now clouded with concern. She had a million things
to say and only fifteen minutes to say them. Yet no words would come out.
Finally, she just rushed up to him and hugged him tightly.
Thomas," she said at last. "You do love me, don't you?"
hesitated slightly, but it went unnoticed by Mika. "Of course, my dear, of
course I do. But what's this all about? What has happened to cause you to be so
pulled away and looked back to the clock. Then she cast her gaze over the
objects on the table: blueprints of the Titanic, spread out, being held down by
a wine glass, half full, a cigar case, a set of calipers. His notebook was also
lying open on the table, where he had been meticulously making notes on
modifications he would implement when they returned to England. With a sad
symbolism, she closed the notebook.
not what has happened, Thomas, but what will happen."
are you talking about?" A glint of realization spread across his features.
"Did you have another one of your visions?"
exactly." She bowed her head then began to speak. "Thomas, I have a
confession to make."
she could continue, Andrews interrupted her. "You're not married, are
you?" he asked anxiously.
laughed out loud. "If only it were that simple. No, I am not now nor ever
have been married ('and never will be by the looks of things', she added in her
mind)." She shot a glance at the time: 11:35, only five minutes left before
all hell broke loose. "Look, we haven't much time. I am not Mika Smith. My
name is Mikanostinocolai and I am a Time Lord: a time traveler from another
planet. There is no time to explain, but I know the future and it is not very
was not sure whether he believed who this woman was or not, but if there was
even the remotest chance of any harm befalling his ship and its passengers and
crew, she had his complete attention.
you telling me that something is going to happen to this ship?"
I fail to understand, what could possibly happen?"
began to grow impatient and angry. There were only seconds left.
things. You humans all think you're so smart don't you? If you were, you would
never allow all the things that have led up to this tragedy to happen in the
what? Please tell me what is going to happen?"
ignored his plea and continued her diatribe.
declaring this ship unsinkable for a start. And not having enough lifeboats for
everyone on board. Using low-quality steel, traveling too fast, ignoring ice
warnings from other ships. Need I go on?"
voice dropped to barely above a whisper. "How did you know about the steel?
That's what you and the Doctor were doing in the engine room. I should have
guessed you were spies all along."
spun around and shook her fists at him vigourously. "Damn it man, how many
times do I have to tell you, we are not spies. We are travelers in time. We have
been to the future and know what is to happen."
then, they felt a shudder. The objects on the table began to bounce slightly and
the chandelier above them tinkled softly.
Andrews was beginning to be frightened. "What was that?"
looked at the clock. 11:42. "So the reports were off by two minutes,"
iceberg," she said matter-of-factly. "The Titanic has struck an
was dumb struck. This could not be happening. "And you knew this all along
yet did nothing to prevent it?" It was his turn to be angry.
don't understand. History can only be observed, even participated in. But the
course is set, there is no changing it."
turned away, amazed and shocked at what was happening around him. He was used to
a sane, ordered world. He did not know how to handle the unexpected.
long do we have?" he asked, dreading the answer.
to reports, Titanic is completely gone by 2:20 am. So, about two and a half
God," was all he could say. "Do you realize what this means?"
voice was short and brusque. "Of course I know what this means. It means
that 1553 people are going to lose their lives tonight and we are powerless to
prevent any of it."
you knew! You could have warned somebody or something!"
though I knew it would make no difference, I did try. Only, no one would believe
me. See? History cannot be changed. Period."
look of pain on Andrews' face told Mika that he still was not convinced.
she took his hands in hers and spoke gently. "Do you think I'm such a
monster that I would stand by and let 2200 people suffer if there was anything I
could possibly do to prevent it? Do you think I want to watch these people
die?" She paused, trying to suppress the lump that was rising in her
throat. Her voice dropped to a whisper. "Do you think I want to watch you
knew she spoke the truth, he just did not want to believe it. He shut his eyes
and pulled her tightly to him, hugging her closely as if together they could
simply disappear from this nightmare.
about you?" he asked, quietly.
you worry about me. I can look after myself. I'm a time traveler, remember? I
have my own ship and can leave safely when the time comes."
looked up into his dear, grief-stricken face and took a chance. "Come with
me, Thomas. We can leave here together. Alive. We can travel the universe; be
looked at her, uncertain about anything at the moment. Just then there was a
rapping at the door. He pulled away from Mika and answered it. It was a steward
with a message from the Captain to come to the bridge immediately. When the
steward had gone, Andrews, still somewhat dazed, began to move about the room,
gathering up plans and putting away instruments.
have to go do what I can," he said to no one in particular.
she grabbed his arm. He froze in his tracks. "I'm going to help too, do
whatever I can to help evacuate the passengers before I leave. Just think about
what I said, all right?"
a word, he shrugged on his overcoat and, gathering his things, stepped out into
the hallway. Mika just stood there and watched him, knowing there was nothing
more she could say. He walked a few paces then paused and turned for one last
look at the woman he loved right now more than anything. The look in her eyes
almost made him agree to leave with her right then and there. But he knew he
could not. Not yet, anyway.
have a job to do. It is my duty to the passengers and crew who have put their
trust in me and my work. I have to go."
know," she said simply, the sadness unmistakable in her calm, quiet voice.
"I love you, Thomas. I always will. Remember that."
just nodded, then turned and hurried away.
watched him go, heaving a huge sigh. "Give me a good battle with a Dalek
anytime. This emotional stuff is exhausting," she said aloud to herself.
Then she noticed the passengers that had come out into the hallway in various
stages of dress to investigate the shudder they had felt. Some of them were
looking at her strangely.
are you people waiting for?" she addressed them in a loud, authoritative
voice. "Go on and put your life belts on. Captain's orders. Go on!"
the Captain's order for life belts to be donned had actually been given, Mika
made her way through the growing crowd of confused passengers looking for, not
only the Doctor, but Molly Brown. She found her friend near the Grand Staircase
on B Deck, handing out her fur coats to people to keep them warm outside.
she called when she caught sight of the Time Lord. "Do you know what's
going on?" she asked hurriedly. "Is it serious?"
pulled Molly aside and spoke quietly, telling her what had happened. "Yes,
Molly, it is very serious indeed. Make your way to the closest boat and don't
hesitate. Try to get as many people to go with you as possible. But do it
quietly. The last thing we want to do is start a panic."
to Mika, Andrews was, at that same moment, on the other side of the crowd that
surrounded them telling Rose and Cal pretty much the same thing.
unbeknownst to her, the Doctor was sitting in his TARDIS control room, drinking
a cup of hot cocoa, while watching all the activity unfold itself before him on
the scanner screen. "I know it seems cold and heartless to leave her out
there all alone," he explained to nobody. "But it is for her own
good." He did not sound very convinced, even to himself.
seeing Molly and Lisette off in one of the first of the lifeboats to be
launched, Mika put most of her time left on the doomed Titanic to good use,
calming down hysterical passengers, both men and women, and helping them into
the lifeboats. She was working towards the center of the boat deck on the
starboard side where she could keep an eye on Mr. Murdoch as he bustled about
doing his duty. At one point, she ran into Chief Officer Wilde while helping to
unstick one of the ropes supporting a lifeboat. She was sadly impressed when,
even in the midst of the horrible tragedy unfolding all around them, he still
had a bright, cheery smile for her. How she truly wished she could save them
all. But she was doubtful that she would be able to save even one.
was while helping passengers into collapsible boat C that she felt someone grab
her from behind and try to put her into the boat. She turned to yell at the
person to stop and found herself face to face with Bruce Ismay.
Ismay. Please let me go. I do not wish to take up needed space in the
Ismay would not be put off so easily. He was a gentleman after all. "Please
get in the boat, Miss Smith. It's your only chance of surviving."
was actually taken aback at this man's unexpected courtesy and bravado. He had
been helping wherever he could all night long. He was exhausted and freezing,
clad only in pajamas and dressing gown. Please, Mr. Ismay. I insist. I have my
own way off the ship. I give you my spot."
looked at her in disbelief. "What?"
right, go on, get in the boat yourself. I am giving you my spot. And, rest
assured, that I will make it off safely in my own way. All right?"
this point, Ismay was so distraught and exhausted that he was easily persuaded
into just about anything. Making sure there were no other passengers to be
loaded, he climbed into the boat, turning his back to the whole tragic mess for
what he hoped would be forever.
in the TARDIS, the Doctor chuckled softly to himself at how beautifully Mika
handled the whole Ismay thing. Now, he thought, comes the really difficult bit.
was caught up in the rush and panic of the struggling throng of passengers when,
suddenly she felt faint. The deck seemed to spin beneath her as it lurched
sickeningly, catching some people off balance and tossing them overboard into
the freezing water of the North Atlantic. For a moment, she was disoriented,
seeming to not know where she was or what was going on. Then she steadied
herself and realized that she had seen all this before . . .
she exclaimed and began pushing and shoving her way back towards the part of the
bow that was still above water. That was where her vision was to play itself
out. She just desperately hoped that she would make it there in time.
found him hopelessly trying to maintain order in the midst of chaos as the last
boat on this side, collapsible boat A, was being loaded. Widespread panic had
engulfed the entire ship and men were trying to force their way into any boat
possible. The crowd around the last boat was thickening and Murdoch was waving
his revolver in the air, fearing a rush.
and children first! Get back, all of you! I'm warning you for the last
time!" he was shouting. He fired two warning shots into the air as an
exclamation point to his words. Mr. Wilde was trying to help, holding men back
while helping the few remaining women forward. But one frantic man climbed upon
the rigging and tried to jump Murdoch from the side. Instinctively and in
self-defense, the officer turned and fired at the man, wounding him in the leg.
As a result, the crowd surged forward and another man was pushed forward.
Murdoch, instinctively turned and fired, taking this for another attack. The man
fell dead at his feet, having been shot squarely in the chest.
was horrified, he never meant to kill anybody; his duty was to protect the
passengers not shoot them down like common criminals. The crowd around him drew
back in a nervous silence. An Italian man was cradling the body of his friend in
his arms and cursing Murdoch in his native language. Lapsing into a state of
shock, the First Officer stepped back slowly from the stream of blood that
flowed down the tilted deck towards him like an accusatory finger, pointing at
its murderer. Mika watched in frozen horror as the events from her vision played
out before her.
everything seemed to shift to slow motion as Murdoch saluted his fellow officers
nearby and pointed the gun at his own head. As in a dream, Mika heard Mr. Wilde
shout, "No, Will!" as Murdoch tightened his finger on the trigger. The
next thing she knew, a shot rang out and time seemed to restore itself.
found herself standing in front of Murdoch, his wrist in her vice-like grip,
trying to wrench the gun free from his hand. The bullet had missed, but only by
a hair's breadth. His frightened eyes met hers, searching for an answer. She
pulled the gun from his hand and tossed it into the water. Then she pulled him
aside to allow the other officers to load the boat.
she tried to focus his attention, to prevent him from going into shock.
"Will, it wasn't your fault. You were frightened." His eyes began to
wander. "Will, listen to me." She grabbed him by the arms and shook
him. Slowly he began to register her presence.
he mouthed. "I..."
know, Will, I know. You didn't mean to, it just happened. It's all right."
His eyes grew misty. Mika pulled him to her and hugged him tightly. "It's
all right now. You'll be all right. I'll take good care of you, I promise."
let go and looked at him, gently touching her hand to his cheek. "Are you
all right now? Will you come with me then?" Slowly he nodded. Mika then
took him by the hand and began to lead him away. Calmly, they made their way
through the crowd, down to the A Deck promenade, towards her time capsule. They
were almost there when she finally spotted the Doctor through the window to the
first class smoking lounge. Mika immediately turned in her tracks and pushed
through the door, calling after her fellow Time Lord. Murdoch, his head
beginning to clear a little, had no choice but to follow her.
she shouted angrily. "Just where the bloody hell have you been?! I've
looked everywhere for you!"
dear, I've been watching you and think you are doing a wonderful job," he
began, but Mika was not listening. Instead her attention was focused on the
figure in the distance. The man was just standing there, by the fireplace,
staring absently at the painting above the mantle.
the Doctor aside, Mika approached the figure.
What are you doing here?"
Andrews turned to look at Mika. "Mika? I thought you would be gone by
didn't think I would leave without you?"
should have. It's over. It's all over. I've failed."
in Rassilon's name are you going on about? Come on, we haven't much time
only shook his head and remained where he was.
looked at him questioningly. "But why?"
appeared not to have heard her and fell back to staring at the painting.
was then that Mika lost her patience. She was through playing games. "Look,
you're not responsible for this. You did your best, and now it's over. Case
closed. Now, come on, before it's too late!"
he remained motionless.
smegging hell!" she exclaimed as she grabbed his hand and began to bodily
drag him away.
voice was soft, but it froze her in her tracks. "Mika, stop. I am not
coming with you."
let go and looked him straight in the eyes.
can't leave here, knowing that all these others, people who trusted me and my
creation, died because of my failures. Yes, and the failures of others."
folded her arms and shut her eyes, trying desperately to contain her emotions.
it's not your fault!" she repeated.
it is," he countered. Andrews approached her and took her hands in his.
"You see, I could have pushed for more lifeboats, but chose not to. And, I
knew about the steel. I could have put a stop to that too, but I didn't. It is
my fault Mika, and I cannot leave here and continue my life in peace knowing
that the souls of 1500 people will always be haunting me, their needless deaths
on my shoulders. Do you understand now?"
was struggling to keep her emotions in check. "Yes," she managed to
whisper. "I understand, I suppose. I don't agree, but I understand."
took a deep breath and opened her eyes. There were no tears.
I guess this is good-bye, then."
She pulled her hands away and turned to leave.
he called to her. She paused, but did not turn around. "I do love you,
truly I do."
yeah, whatever," she waved her hands dismissively. "Tell it to someone
who gives a damn." She continued on.
he called again. "Have you no heart even to bid a dead man good-bye?"
she turned, her eyes meeting his, her voice cold and distant.
I do not, for you will be carrying it with you to your cowardly grave."
stared at one another, eyes locked in a battle of duelling wills, while all
around them objects succumbed to the forces of gravity as the mighty ship sank
ever further beneath the unforgiving waves.
spoke first. "I offer you life, yet you choose to refuse it. I've done all
I can. The matter is at an end. I'm leaving now." She turned and continued
on her way. "Good-bye, Thomas Andrews. It was nice while it lasted."
that she grabbed Murdoch by the hand and hurried out of the room, the First
Officer in tow. The Doctor watched in silent sorrow as Andrews merely hung his
head, oblivious to the sea water that began to lap at his feet.
she be all right?" he asked the Doctor.
The Time Lord put his hands in his pockets and absently traced the pattern in the carpet with the toe of his shoe. "Oh, don't you worry about Mika, she can take of herself. Her heart may be broken, but she's got three more." He looked Andrews straight in the eye. "Now, tell me the real reason you wouldn't go."