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Alice couldn't be more proud of her big sister in this very moment, watching Donna beaming with such love and happiness in her eyes stood before her reflection; the mirror stood in front of them. Because today she was getting married. Donna looked forward to it for a long time. That's Donna for you. Alice thought, knowing how much she had talked about it, but she loved her big sister all the same. She and Donna had the best of one another because they took nothing from anyone.

"You look stunning, sis," Alice complimented with a gentle smile. She honestly did; the dress she and their mother helped Donna pick out was gorgeous, and it made Alice grin from ear to ear at how amazing it made her sister look.

"Oh, don't be so ridiculous because I don't feel like I look beautiful," the older Noble blushed from her sister's compliment.

"What have I told you about putting yourself down? You look beautiful."

The young redhead taunted her sister, grabbing her by the shoulders, turning Donna to face her, staring her right in the eyes, "Don't let anyone think you're not; because you know you are." Alice hated when Donna put herself down on anything she did in her life, that she didn't feel like she wasn't worth anything to anyone. But she was hoping and praying that Lance would treat her sister nicely. If not, he'd have her to deal with when having threatened him after finding out about her sister's engagement. Yet she didn't know the man from here to Timbuktu, yet something about him seemed off about him, but Alice rid her head of it for now. Because all that mattered to Alice was that he made Donna happy, but somehow didn't make that uneasy feeling go away when she was with him.

Donna responded with a nod of confidence, and Alice gave her a comforting hug. But then, they heard a knock on the door and the voice of their father.

"Girls! It's the time!"

"Coming, dad!" Alice called back. "We'll be down in a moment!" she turned back to Donna, giving her shoulders a squeeze of reassurance, "So are you ready for this, sis?"

"More than anything," Donna sighs deeply. But, she looked pretty nervous to Alice, which was a relatively rare sight for her to see.

"Come on, Don, it'll be alright. No need to be nervous," Alice called her by the nickname that she only could use, but anyone else who did would head for a slap. She gave her big sister's shoulders another squeeze. "What's the worse that could happen?"

Alice Noble didn't know how far from the truth she was. But with the events that would soon transpire.

"Ignore me; I am being silly."

"You're only human, Donna," the younger sneered, going to peck her cheek. Then, linking her arm through hers, with a big cheese-eating grin, "Now let's get you hitched."

"You think you're such a clever clog, don't you?" Donna mocked in question as they walked towards the door.

"Oh, yeah, I'm brilliant," the young woman came back in the same manner.

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Alice tried her best to hold back her laughter, just as their father, Geoffrey, linked arms with his youngest daughter instead of his eldest on the other side. Donna sharply coughed as the sisters switched positions.

"Sorry, love," their father apologises.

The young Noble giggled slightly, and Donna looked back at her with a scowl.

"Oi, that wasn't funny."

She cleared her throat awkwardly. "Sorry."

The church organ now began playing. Donna let out a sigh, the scowl having vanished from her face, the entire congregation standing to their feet at the sight of her. Her eyes caught Lance's stood right at the front before the altar and returned equally anticipated smiles. She was peering over her shoulder to see Alice still there. Who gives her a thumbs up and a wink, silent mouthing with a proud smile.

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"You've got this, Don."

Donna couldn't help smiles much broader before turning to face everyone again, meeting her future husband's eye as the music continued. Alice hated to admit this to herself, but Lance did indeed look handsome in his suit, but not entirely. There were probably other men in the world who looked a far better sight in a suit than him, much better.

Every person in the congregation was passing looks of happiness as Donna passed down the aisle, well maybe for except Nerys, who Alice could see, giving her sister nothing but looks of contempt. She shook her head and rolled her eyes about it. How on earth did her sister become friends with a woman like her? Alice didn't know what Donna had seen in her, that she couldn't.

She returned her attention to the wedding, but when she did. Alice's mouth dropped open at the sight of her sister glimmering with a golden light around her.

"Donna!" the young woman cheered, long and hard. As right before the congregation's eyes, Donna vanished in a puff of gold dust as everyone talked amongst themselves, as Alice stared at the spot where her sister had stood.

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Things had got crazy over the last couple of hours, as Alice paced about with worry as the sizeable crowd of family and friends were flitting about madly about the charge as they tried to understand what was going on. From the corner of her eye, Alice's mother, Sylvia, was on her phone, talking rather loudly as she shoved herself through groups of people.

"No, she didn't run away. We're not talking jitters. She vanished. Now, check the house and see if she's there," Sylvia hangs up before scolding her niece, Angelica, "Oh, Angelica, that's not helping. Now, smarten up."

"Sorry."

Alice stopped her pacing to notice Lance approaching her mother. "Lance... any sign?"

"I've looked all around, and I can't find her. So where the hell did she go?" he goes disappearing back into the crowded room, and Alice goes up to her mother, opens her mouth about to add something only to get cut off, when Sylvia implies to husband and youngest daughter, "Showing off, that's where she is! The first day of school, she got sent home for biting someone."

Despite being annoyed at her mother, Alice's voice remained calm despite the scowl upon her features, "Donna isn't showing off, mum," she advises her, "Even if she was, my sister has never vanished out of thin air before," she crossed her arms over her chest, "On her wedding day of all things! So why would she do that?"

Her dad nodded. "Ally's not wrong there, love."

"She didn't disappear. It's a trick! It's one of her silly 'look at me' party pieces," soon as Sylvia had finished speaking, a sudden look of worry appeared on her face. Alice sees a glint in her mum's eyes that something has crossed her mind. "What if she's dead?"

"Oh, don't say that!"

"Come, mum, this Donna we're talking about, I'm sure she'll be fine," the young woman tried to other her some comforting words, giving her shoulder a comforting squeeze, "She's very capable of looking after herself."

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Donna was still missing after another hour. Alice knew deep down in her heart that she was fine, but the worry was setting in, and it seemed like she was the only one who cared. Everyone else was more interested in having a good time at the reception. Alice had insisted that they cancel it, but they didn't listen, sending daggers to everyone throughout the room, dancing on without caring.

She shook her head at them before turning back to the bar and ordering a drink. "Rum and Coke, please."

"Sure," the bartender nodded and began doing the drink before passing it to her a few short minutes later.

A while later, sitting on a barstool, nursing what must be her third rum and coke, moving the lime wedge around her glass out of pure boredom with a straw. Knowing she should party and have fun with the rest of her family, it wasn't a party without her big sister. Alice believed Donna was the life and soul of the party. It was never dull when she was around.

The young Noble let out a sigh when suddenly the music stopped playing and livid the familiar voice of her sister. "You had the reception without me?"

Beaming with joy, Alice quickly got off her stool, swaying for a moment and went towards what she could hear was Donna's voice, only to find someone else was with her. He looked to be in his mid-'30s, was tall, somewhat slender, with brown hair that had a whole life of its own, her not so subtle drunken thoughts wonder what it is like to run her hands through it, and the suit he wore was brown with blue pinstripes.

Alice quickly pulled Donna into an almost bone-crushing hug with a shake of her head from her thoughts. "Donna!" she exclaimed, "Thank God!"

Donna pats her sister on the back with a smile before letting her go to ask once again, "You had the reception without me?"

Lance shifted awkwardly on his feet before Nerys. "Donna, what happened to ya?"

Donna's voice goes up higher, repeating more firmly, "You had the reception without me!"

A deafening silence suddenly filled the room only to get broken by the grinning man beside her sister, as he greeted with a wave, "Hello! I'm the Doctor."

"Doctor?" the young Noble abruptly asked, her face screwing up in confusion, "Doctor Who?"