Prologue

                                    

                                          
My children were finally safe. The 456 were gone, and the world would be forever grateful to Captain Jack Harkness. He saved so many of the Earth's youngest citizens, but there were quite a few adults he couldn't save... including my wife. Elizabeth and the other victims of the recent incident in Thames house were killed without more than a second's warning. And here they still are, lying under tarps on the floor. I haven't moved since they let me inside earlier today.
                          
I don't know why or how this happened. Apparently the 456 randomly released a virus into the building and set it to lockdown. How did they even do that? How did they fill the entire building with the virus? How did they lock the doors?
                          
"Mummy, I'm hungry," Louis says from my left. For the first time in an hour I look at him. His eyes are as full of tears as mine are, but he seems bored of crying.
                          
"I guess we can grab lunch," I tell him, looking back at his stepmum. We finally stand up and turn to the exit. As we're walking out of the room, I hear something moving behind me. I whip back around in foolish hopes that my love has come back to life.
                          
She hasn't. Instead, a young man has risen, looking around the room. He has dark skin and features and looks about 25. In a low voice, he asks, "Where am I?"
                          
Louis screams. I cover his mouth; I don't want to be thrown out of the building while something like this is happening.
                          
The next person to yawn and move around is a red-haired girl who doesn't seem to be out of school yet. "Dad?" She lifts the tarp of the person to her right and her eyes widen.
                          
I stare intently at Elizabeth, hoping she'll be the next to wake. After a couple more youngsters spring up, I realize it may be in order of health. She was always the most fit of the two of us, so I expect she'll be up soon. "Louis," I say quietly, "let's get lunch later." He nods.
                          
We sit back down and wait for the most recent addition to our family to add herself back to it. After about ten more minutes, I see her hand move. "D... Daisy?" 
                          
"Elizabeth!" I rush to her side and throw her tarp to the side. It lands on the deceased person next to her. He yelps. "Sorry," I chuckle, not really caring about anything but my newly arisen wife.
                          
The man sits up, pushing aside her tarp and his. "Where's Jack?"