The Doctor throws his arms around Sarah Jane, lifts her right up off the ground; he smiles and heads inside. Sarah Jane stands alone, on a beautiful sunny day, as the TARDIS engines start up. She walks away and doesn't turn around until the TARDIS is almost gone, her eyes full of tears. Change hurts, that's why the word feels the way it does: it's a way in which the world ends. Breaking out of the stasis paradigm, and into something new and scary and bright. Behold, we know not anything; I can but trust that good shall fall At last -- far off -- at last, to all, And every winter change to spring. (So runs my dream: but what am I? An infant crying in the night: An infant crying for the light: And with no language but a cry.)
Once there was a girl named Sarah Jane, who stood alone, without even her dog, in the vacuum wind of a departing angel. And she prayed for safety for her Doctor and for his new friends, whom she knew were worthy. And she looked at the sun, and saw it for the first time, and she knew she was worthy, too. It was like waking up from a strange, wonderful dream, with a little sadness in it -- the kind that you know will fade in the sun. And then, in the place where the TARDIS stood, there appeared a sturdy metal dog, with tail wagging and little wheels that carried him to her, and he called her Mistress. "But you were blown up!" the girl said -- she was the kind of girl who talked to strange dogs -- and K-9 nodded. "Master rebuilt me. My systems are much improved! With new undetectable hyperlink facilities." She beamed at him and threw her arms around him, because she knew that this soul between them, the link between herself and the future, was stronger and better than ever. Because she'd never really lost anything she didn't already have for good. Because he was the truest friend she ever had, and she loved him more than almost anything. Because friends stick together. "Affirmative," said K-9, now Mark IV. "Yep," she said. "He does that." Takes broken things and makes them whole, and makes them better, and makes them shine in the sun, if they're strong enough. "Come on, you. Home. We've got work to do," she said -- the last words of the original run, back in '89 -- and the wonderful mechanical dog wagged his tail: "Affirmative." And Sarah Jane and K-9 walked off into the sun, to have adventures of their own.
Next week: SHIPPER APOCALYPSE!