Eleventh hour pt.3

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"First floor, on the left, fourth from the end" Amy gets a text from Rory's phone. 'Duck!' She and Rory do, and the fire engine ladder comes crashing through the window. The doctor and I enter through the window.

"Right! Hello. Are we late? No, three minutes to go. So still time" the Doctor says.

"Time for what, Time Lords?"

"Take the disguise off. They'll find you in a heartbeat. Nobody dies" I say.

"The Atraxi will kill me this time. If I am to die, let there be fire."

"Ok. You came to this world by opening a crack in space and time. Do it again. Just leave" the Doctor says.

"I did not open the crack."

"Somebody did."

"The cracks in the skin of the universe, don't you two know where they came from? You don't, do you?" she changes to a little girl's voice "the Doctor and the Seer in the TARDIS don't know. Don't know. Don't know!" and back to the adult voice
"the universe is cracked. The Pandorica will open. Silence will fall."

"And we're off! Look at that. Look at that!" the Doctor points the clock which says 0:00 "yeah, I know, just a clock. Whatever. But do you know what's happening right now? In one little bedroom, mine and Seer's team are working. Jeff and the world. And do you know what they're doing? They're spreading the word all over the world, quantum fast. The word is out. And do you know what the word is? The word is Zero. Now, me, if I was up in the sky in a battleship, monitoring all Earth communications, I'd probably take that as a hint. And if I had a whole battle fleet surrounding the planet, I'd be able to track a simple old computer virus to its source in, what, under a minute? The source, by the way, is right here" there is a bright light outside.

"Oh! And I think they just found us!" I say.

"The Atraxi are limited. While I'm in this form, they'll still be unable to detect me. They've tracked a phone, not me."

"Yeah, but this is the good bit. I mean, this is my favorite bit. Do you know what this phone is full of? Pictures of you. Every form you've learned to take, right here. Ooo, and being uploaded about now. And the final score is, no TARDIS, no screwdriver, two minutes to spare. Who da man?" I look at the Doctor "oh, I'm never saying that again. Fine."

"Then I shall take a new form."

"Oh, stop it. You know you can't. It takes months to form that kind of psychic link" the Doctor says.

"And I've had years" Amy collapses.

"No! Amy? You've got to hold on. Amy? Don't sleep! You've got to stay awake, please" the Doctor says.

"Doctor" Rory says, the Doctor and I look over to see that Prisoner Zero has transformed into a gangly man with a ripped shirt and floppy hair, I go wide-eyed while the Doctor looks on confused.

"Well, that's rubbish. Who's that supposed to be?" he asks looking at me.

"It's you" I reply.

"Me? Is that what I look like?"

"You don't know?" Rory asks.

"Busy day. Why me, though? You're linked to her. Why are you copying me?" the Doctor asks, a little girl comes from around a curtain along another duplicate which looks like me holding both duplicate's hands.

"Oh" I say, completely lost for words.

"I'm not. Poor Amy Pond. Still such a child inside. Dreaming of the magic Doctor and Seer she knows will return to save her. What a disappointment you've both been" the little girl says.

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