Daughter Who {Series 5.1}

Authors Note: Fine, aliens. I think you should have learned by now that if you threaten Eli, you threaten the Doctor - and that's NOT a good thing. Comment, please, because I won't put up the next chapter until I have at least one comment.

Eleventh Hour

Chapter Thirty-Six: Silence Will Fall

The Doctor leapt to his feet as Amy opened her eyes and looked at what she had forced Prisoner Zero to become.

Now that he could see the beast, the Doctor wasn't bothered by him anymore. It was a thing that had crossed the bounderies and attacked his daughter, forced him into this position and made this happen. The aliens out there knew never to do that unless they wanted to get on his bad side. Prisoner Zero had known him well enough to know that. And now the harmless alien was swinging around from the ceiling, hissing. LIke that would do him any good.

'Well done, Prisoner Zero,' said the Doctor, voice emotionless. The beast roared at him in fury. 'The perfect impersonation of yourself.'

Suddenly, Prisoner Zero began thrashing around as though the light that protuded through the window was hurting him. If the Doctor didn't know any better, it probably was and he didn't care. This alien had murdered humans. It had hid away in a little girls house for twelve years and threatened his daughter. Usually he gave second chances to creatures like this, but this one had escaped from prison. It had come through the wall of a little girls house and hid itself away for tweleve years, only killing when he'd come back.

There was no second chances.

Prisoner Zero is located, boomed the alien voice from the skies. Prisoner Zero is restrained.

'Silence, Doctor,' hissed the alien. It had stopped thrashing, and was staring at him as it started to disappear. 'Silence will fall.' It made a throaty laugh. 'And Angels will cry.'

The alien disappeared. Relief washed through the Doctor, but curiousity had him hooked on what Prisoner Zero had meant. Almost instantly, he spun on one foot to look at his daughter as a draft washed through the building. The Ataxi were leaving. Disappearing now that they had recaptured their prisoner. And something about all of this just didn't seem right. Aliens had died leaving him words of wisdom before. They had left him puzzled and confused, but this was hitting him right in the face, like he should know the answer.

Silence will fall. And Angels will cry.

Rory was at the window, looking outside, grinning. 'They're gone.' He pulled back into the room and added, 'And the suns back to normal.'

'Gimme a phone ...' a weakened voice groaned.

'Eli!' the Doctor cried, eyes wide.

The teenager sat up, eyes clenched shut tightly. Amy had helped her sit up, but she still felt a little bit wobbly. Opening a three way link like that had been dangerous. Her body was hurting with each movement as her matrix desperately tried to repair the broken link. It wouldn't be too long before she felt back to normal. Still, the uneasy feeling that this may not be the last time they saw the Atraxi wormed it's way through her agonized body.

Boy did her head hurt.

Eli had never felt that much pain since ... well, in a very long time. Although she couldn't remember half of what she'd just been put through, she was just happy to have her eyes open and her lungs taking in gulps of fresh air - no matter if her lungs hurt with each painful breath.

Before she even realized what had happened, Eli was dog-piled by one raggedy madman who seemed furious with her. The Doctor didn't pay attention to her trembling as he knelt down beside her and gathered her up into his large arms. His forehead buried into her bony shoulder and Eli swore he was holding back the tears. She could feel him shaking, just a little bit. Whatever he had seen frightened him. And it was hard to frighten the Doctor.

'Don't you ever do that to me again,' he mumbled, his words muffled.

'I'm sorry,' she grumbled into his ear, 'if a escaped prisoner from space ever breaks my link like that again, I'll let you know.'

The Doctor pulled back and flicked her forehead. 'I mean it, you.'

'Oww,' Eli laughed in pain, holding the marked spot on her head. 'That hurts ... Now, gimme a phone. I got a bone to pick with ... someone.'