Amy:
"All right my Lovelies. Up. Look up." My sister shouted, as we all got to our feet. We were all a bit too stunned to listen though to be fair. But where did the lights in the floor come from?
River came over to me, putting her hand on my arm as I stood up. "Are you okay?"
"What happened?" I nodded.
"We jumped."
"Jumped where?"
"Up. Up. Look up." Sera and the Doctor reiterated, but no one listened still.
"Where are we?"
"Exactly where we were." River and Seraphina said together, but both looked away, embarrassed.
I gave a laugh at that, knowing that they were so mother and daughter. "No we're not."
The Doctor buzzed the sonic at me. "Move your feet." There was a small circular hatch on the floor.
"Doctor, what am I looking at? Explain." I tried, seeing my sister not responding. Neither was River, now that was strange. Could Visions be hereditary?
"Oh, come on, Amy, think. The ship crashed with the power still on, yeah? So what else is still on?" I looked up, finally, and realised. "The artificial gravity. One good jump, and up we fell. Shot out the grav globe to give us an updraft, and here we are."
"Doctor, Writer, the statues. They look more like Angels now." Octavian called, snapping the two women out of their trances.
"They're feeding on the radiation from the wreckage, draining all the power from the ship, restoring themselves. Within an hour, they'll be an army." The hatch opened as the lights started fusing. "They're taking out the lights. Look at them. Look at the Angels. Into the ship, now. Quickly, all of you."
"How?" I cried, looking down at the long chimney like passage that we would just fall down like a bottomless pit. But Sera and the Doctor just grabbed each others hands and jumped down. From my point of view they were standing on the side of a vertical tube. "Sera, Doctor!"
"It's just a corridor." My sister laugh, her arm wrapped around the Doctor's waist. "The gravity orientates to the floor. Now, in here, all of you. Don't take your eyes off the Angels. Move, move, move."
We all did as she said, finding it a little weird, but cool at the same time. "Okay, men. Go, go, go!" Octavian commanded as the Time Travelling couple worked together on a control panel. "The Angels. Presumably they can jump up too?"
The hatched closed and the Doctor turned to face us. "They're here, now. In the dark, we're finished." But then the bulkhead at the other end of the corridor. "Run!"
"This whole place is a death trap." The Bishop grumbled as we didn't make it.
Sera gave a guttural growl that made the Doctor flinch and check her eye colour. Still luminescent green. "No, it's a time bomb. Well, it's a death trap and a time bomb. And now it's a dead end. Nobody panic. Oh, just me then. What's through here?"
"Secondary flight deck." River answered without hesitation.
"Okay. so we've basically run up the inside of a chimney, yeah? So what if the gravity fails?"
"We've thought about that."
"And?"
"And we'll all plunge to our deaths. See? I've thought about it. The security protocols are still live. There's no way to override them. It's impossible."
River was working on another control panel as the Doctor and Sera worked on the door. "How impossible?"
They both flapped their hands a moment. "Two minutes."
The outer hatched opened again and the lights started flickering. "The hull is breached and the power's failing."
"Doctor? Lights." Sera told him, pointing her purple ended screwdriver at them and letting it do something. I dunno what, I suck at science. Then the Angels started to enter.
"Clerics, keep watching them."
"And don't look at their eyes. Anywhere else. Not the eyes. I've isolated the lighting grid. They can't drain the power now." My sister said, snapping her screwdriver into the off position.
"Good work, Writer."
Then sassy sister was back. "Yes. Good, good, good. Good in many ways. Good you like it so far."
"So far?"
"Well, there's only one way to open this door. I guess I'll need to route all the power in this section through the door control." They said together, but the looks they gave each other said there was more to it.
"Good. Fine. Do it."
"Including the lights, Bishop. All of them. I'll need to turn out the lights." Sera told him, her eyes going dead and serious.
"How long for?"
"Fraction of a second. Maybe longer. Maybe quite a bit longer."
Octavian gave a long look. "Maybe?"
"She's guessing. We're being attacked by statues in a crashed ship. There isn't a manual for this." The Doctor defended, flapping his hands about again.
"Doctor, we lost the torches. We'll be in total darkness."
Sera and the Doctor were still staring at the Father. "No other way. Bishop."
He turned to River. "Doctor Song, I've lost good Clerics today. You trust this man and this Woman?"
"I absolutely trust them." She said without hesitation.
"They're not some kind of mad people, then?"
This time there was some hesitation. "I absolutely trust them."
"Excuse me." They both turned and started working again while the Bishop turned to River once more. My sister and her boy toy couldn't hear it, but I could.
"I'm taking your word, because you're the only one who can manage this guy, especially the woman, she's a loose cannon. But that only works so long as they don't know who you are. You cost me any more men, and I might just tell them. Understood?"
"Understood." She nodded after a moment.
"Okay, Doctor, Writer. We've got your back."
"Bless you. Bishop, and I don't say that often." Then Sera really got to work, as did the Doctor.
"Combat distance, ten feet. As soon as the lights go down, continuous fire. Full spread over the hostiles. Do not stop firing while the lights are out. Shot gun protocol. We don't have bullets to waste." Octavian commanded, and the remaining clerics got into position.
"Amy, when the lights go down, the wheel should release. Spin it clockwise four turns."
I repeated so they knew I understood. "Ten."
"No, four. Four turns." She paused, her face staring into mine scrupulously.
"Yeah, four. I heard you." I grabbed the wheel, confused.
"Ready!" The Doctor shouted, plunging his sonic screwdriver into a control unit.
"On my count, then. God be with us all. Three, two, one, fire!" The lights went out and the Clerics open fired.
"Turn!" Sera shouted, and I started.
"Sister, it's opening. It's working." I pulled open the bulkhead and we all squeezed through.
"All right, Church Soldiers, fall back!"
River:
Why must my father always be the last one through, even mum went through second for once, after Auntie Amy! "Doctor, quickly." I called, waiting for him at the door to the Secondary Flight Deck while mum was messing with some controls.
"Doctor, stop faffing and get in here!" Ah, there was my lovely mother, all smiles and bossing my father around. Well, it's his fault for being a push over. He made it through at the last minute, as usual, and made a beeline to the controls. Then the Angels banged on the door, making the wheel spin.
Octavian placed a device on the door then activated it. The door stopped moving. "Magnetized the door. Nothing could turn that wheel now."
Mum rolled her eyes. "Yeah?" The wheel turned again.
"Dear God!"
"Ah, now you're getting it. You've bought us time though. That's good. I am good with time. So is the Doctor, but I'm better." She suddenly fell forwards a little, her eyes turning white for a moment. "I'm fine, fine..." She waved dad off.
"Doctor, Writer." Amy alerted them to another door, the wheel turning. Another man sealed it.
"We're surrounded." I pointed out. "Doctor, how long have we got?"
"Five minutes, max." He replied, forcing mum to sit down. I could feel it to, something messing with us, but she felt it more, having once been time itself. But what was causing it?
"Nine." Amy said.
"Ame's, five." Mum corrected.
"Five. Right. Yeah." She shook her head, eyes cloudy.
"Why'd you say nine?"
"I didn't."
We didn't have time for this. "We need another way out of here."
"There isn't one."
"Yeah, there is. Course there is. This is a galaxy class ship. Goes for years between planet falls. So, what do they need?" Oh, my mum was good.
"Of course."
The only full blooded human didn't understand it. "Of course what? What do they need?"
"It's a sealed unit, but they must have installed it somehow. This whole wall should slide up. There's clamps. Release the clamps." the Doctor ran over to a wall and undid the wall panel, mum still sat on the swivel chair.
"What's through there? What do they need?" Amy asked again.
"They need to breathe." I smiled as the wall slid up to show the forest.
Her mouth fell slack. "But that's. That's a."
"It's a forest." Mum and I said together. We did that a lot, it was embarrassing. It's an oxygen factory.
"And if we're lucky, an escape route."
"Eight."
I faced her, not sure what this meant. I hadn't seen this path. "What did you say?"
"Nothing."
"Is there another exit? Scan the architecture, we don't have time to get lost in there." Mum instructed, launching herself from the chair and towards her fiancé.
"On it. Stay where you are until I've checked the Rad levels."
Amy was still impressed. "But trees, on a space ship?"
"Oh, more than trees. Way better than trees. You're going to love this. Treeborgs. Trees plus technology. Branches become cables become sensors on the hull. A forest sucking in starlight, breathing out air. It even rains. There's a whole mini-climate. This vault is an ecopod running right through the heart of the ship. A forest in a bottle on a space ship in a maze. Have we impressed you yet, Amy Pond?" Sera asked, grinning at her baby sister.
She just laughed. "Seven."
"Seven?"
"Sorry, what?"
"You said seven." Dad repeated.
"No. I didn't." She really didn't know what she was saying?
"Yes. you did."
"Doctor, Writer, there's an exit, far end of the ship, into the Primary Flight Deck."
"Oh, good. That's where we need to go." Mum made a move to head through, but I stopped her. She couldn't leave yet, she knew that. I never argued with my visions like she did.
"Plotting a safe path now."
"Writer? Excuse me? Hello, Writer? Angel Bob here, Mistress." She sighed and sat back down.
"Ah. There you are, Angel Bob. How's life? Sorry, bad subject." Mum's way of dealing, joke through everything.
"The Angels are wondering what you hope to achieve." And he wasn't replying to it.
"Achieve? We're not achieving anything. We're just hanging. It's nice in here. Consoles, comfy swivel chairs, a forest. How's things with you?"
"The Angels are feasting, sir. Soon we will be able to absorb enough power to consume this vessel, this world. and all the stars and worlds beyond."
She blinked. "Well, we've got comfy swivel chairs. Did I mention?"
"We have no need of comfy swivel chairs."
"I made him say comfy swivel chairs."
That was all a little too funny, but Amy took away that. "Six."
"Okay, Bob, enough chat. Here's what I want to know. What have you done to my sister?" The anger was back, dull and smoldering, but it was there.
"There is something in her eye."
"What's in her eye?"
"We are."
"What's he talking about? Alice, Sera, I'm five. I mean, five. Fine! I'm fine."
"You're counting." I told her, taking her hand
"Counting?"
"You're counting down from ten. You have been for a couple of minutes." Dad added, looking cautiously over mums shoulder.
"Why?"
"I don't know. And I hate not knowing."
"Well, counting down to what?"
"I don't know." Mum got frustrated, punching the console and causing her fist to go through it, but she barely flinched. Left over from being the Dragon Warrior, numbed skin.
"We shall take her. We shall take all of you. We shall have dominion over all time and space."
"Get a life, Bob. Oops, sorry again. There's power on this ship, but nowhere near that much."
"With respect, Mistress, there's more power on this ship than you yet understand." There was a screeching sound and it made her clap her hands over her ears in agony. Pitch hurt us.
"What's that? Dear Goddess, what is it?" I asked, helping my mother to stay upright.
"It's hard to put in your terms, Doctor Song, but as best I understand it, the Angels are laughing."
"Laughing?" Dad and I questioned. That was weird, it's never happened before.
"Because you haven't noticed yet, sir, Mistress. The Doctor and Writer in the TARDIS hasn't noticed."
"Doctor, Writer." Octavian called.
Dad froze, as did mum, but she had white eyes. Something that was never supposed to happen. "No. Wait. There's something I've missed." They both turned quickly and saw a W shaped crack in the wall, making it split in half.
"That's, that's, that's like the crack from our bedroom wall from when were little girls, Sera." Amy breathed, walking forwards but I stopped her, knowing that was what was messing with our heads.
"Yes. Two parts of space and time that should never have touched."
"Okay, enough. We're moving out." Octavian shouted, and the Clerics listened, running into the forest. I grabbed Amy's hand and tried to pull her out too, but mum and dad just got closer to it.
"Agreed. Doctor, Writer!" They waved me off. "What are you doing? We're not leaving without you."
"Oh yes, you are. Bishop?" Sera shouted, and the man came back for us, taking my hand and at the same time using me to pull along Amy. My parents would be the death of me one day.
The Doctor:
An Angel had a hold of my jacket while I was holding Sera, passed out in my arms. Whatever that crack was, it was messing with her head, her eyes wide open and white. But the Angels hadn't killed us yet. "Why am I not dead then? Why is Sera not drained of Time energy? She's a power bar for you lot." I looked around and saw that the Angels were reaching towards the crack. "Good, and not so good. Oh, this isn't even a little bit good. I mean, is that it? Is that the power that brought you here? That's pure Time Energy. You can't feed on that. That's now power, that's the fire at the end of the universe. I'll tell you something else."
I propped Sera up against the console and then pulled off my jacket, slinging my fianacée back over my shoulder in a fireman's lift to run through the forest. "Never let me talk!"
I headed for where the group was waiting, but waited a moment, listening to what River was telling father Octavian. "Father Octavian, when the Writer and Doctor are in the room, your one and only mission is to keep them alive long enough to get everyone else home. And trust me, it's not easy. Now, if either of them are dead back there, I'll never forgive myself. And if they're both alive, I'll never forgive them. And, Doctor, Writer, you're standing right behind me, aren't you?"
Letting out a small laugh, I moved Sera into the bridal hold so I could see if she was waking up yet. Her eyes were closed, and she was breathing evenly. "Oh, yeah. Sera's unconscious."
"I hate you. What's happened to her?"
"You don't. Bishop, the Angels are in the forest. Med scanner for Sera, please, I don't know what that crack did to her. Her eyes went pure white, no pupil at all."
"How did you get past them?" River asked, helping me as I laid her down next to her sister.
"We found a crack in the wall and told them it was the end of the universe." I shrugged.
"What was it?"
I wrapped one of the med scanners around Seraphina's arm and then looked at the one attached to Amy's. "The end of the universe. Let's have a look, then."
"So, what's wrong with me? And from her?"
"Nothing. You're fine." River tried to say, but I flapped my hands, shushing her.
"Everything. You're dying."
"Doctor!"
"Yes, you're right. If we lie to her, she'll get all better. Right. Amy, Amy, Amy. What's the matter with Amelia? Something's in her eye. What does that mean? Does it mean anything? Ohhh, I need Seraphina for this..."
"Doctor." Amy tried.
"Busy."
"Scared."
"Course you're scared. You're dying. Shut up. What happened? She stared at the Angel. She looked into the eyes of an Angel for too long."
Then Angels started coming towards us again. "Keep visual contact. Do not let it move."
"Come on, come on, come on. Wakey, wakey. She watched an Angel climb out of the screen. She stared at the Angel and, and"
"The image of an Angel is an Angel." Amy finished for me, while I multitask both of the Pond girls pending medical things. I hated things, they never made sense.
"A living mental image in a living human mind. But we stare at them to stop them getting closer. We don't even blink, and that is exactly what they want. Because as long as our eyes are open, they can climb inside. There's an Angel in her mind." I looked and saw the image of an Angel on her pupil.
"Three. Doctor, it's coming. I can feel it. I'm going to die. T, tell Alice, tell her I love her..."
"Please just shut up. I'm thinking. Now, counting. What's that about? Bob, why are they making her count?"
"To make her afraid, sir."
"Okay, but why? What for?"
"For fun, sir. And how is the Lady Writer, close to death, I hope." I growled, throwing the communicator away in anger and frustration.
"Doctor, what's happening to me? Explain." Amy brought me back from staring at Sera's scanner. Amy's death was more imminent, focus on her, not Sera.
"Inside your head, in the vision centres of your brain, there's an Angel. It's like there's a screen, a virtual screen inside your mind and the Angel is climbing out of it, and it's coming to shut you off." I rambled, thinking and thinking.
"Then what I do?"
"If it was a real screen, what would we do? We'd pull the plug. We'd kill the power. But we can't just knock her out, the Angel would just take over."
River looked up from helping Sera lie comfortably, pressing a jumper under her head. "Then what? Quickly."
"We've got to shut down the vision centres of her brain. We've got to pull the plug. Starve the Angel." I looked and saw both girls hearts, all three of them, and that they were failing.
"Doctor, they've got seconds, Sera's trying to save her, even while unconscious." River told me.
I thought of something. "How would you starve your lungs?"
"I'd stop breathing."
Gotcha. "Amy, close your eyes."
"No. No, I don't want to."
"Good, because that's not you, that's the Angel inside you. It's afraid. Do it. Close your eyes." She finally squeezed her eyes shut and both med scanners changed from red to green.
"She's normalising, same with Amy. Oh, you did it. You did it." River pressed a kiss to Sera's forehead and then looked at me. But more Angels were coming. "Still weak. Dangerous to move Amy. Not sure about Seraphina, two hearts aren't exactly predictable."
"So, can I open my eyes now?" Amy asked.
I sighed and lent down next to her. "Amy, listen to me. If you open your eyes now for more than a second, you will die. The Angel is still inside you. We haven't stopped it, we've just sort of paused it. You've used up your countdown. You cannot open your eyes."
"Doctor, we're too exposed here. We have to move on." Octavian called.
"We're too exposed everywhere. And Amy can't move. And anyway, that's not the plan."
River blinked, confused. "There's a plan?"
"I don't know yet. I haven't finished talking. Right! Father, you and your Clerics, you're going to stay here, look after Amy. If anything happens to her, I'll hold every single one of you personally responsible, twice. River, you and me, we're going to find the Primary Flight Deck which is." I lick my finger and held it up. "A quarter of a mile straight ahead, and from there we're going to stabilise the wreckage, stop the Angels, and cure Amy and somehow wake my future wife up from a coma caused by pure time energy." Then I bent down and picked Sera back up in a bridal hold.
"How?"
"I'll do a thing."
"What thing?"
"I don't know. It's a thing in progress. Respect the thing. Moving out!" I started up the path, trying not to think about what Sera would say about leaving her sister behind.
"Doctor, I'm coming with you. My Clerics'll look after Miss Pond. These are my best men. They'd lay down their lives in her protection." Octavian followed slightly.
"I don't need you. And Sera certainly doesn't."
"I don't care. Where Doctor Song goes, I go."
My eye flicked between the Father and the woman I was trying to run from. "What? You two engaged or something?" God I hope not, besides, she was supposed to marry Jack. Not that I felt overly happy about that match either. Why did I feel both scared and protective of this curly haired woman?
"Yes, in a manner of speaking. Marco, you're in charge till I get back. Doctor, leave the Writer." I glared at him and River had to stand in between us.
"Doctor? Please, can't I come with you?" Amy asked, and I wished we could.
"You'd slow us down, Miss Pond. And so will your future wife, Doctor. Leave her here."
"I don't want to sound selfish, but you'd really speed me up."
"You'll be safer here. We can't protect you on the move. I'll be back for you soon as I can, I promise. Sera awake and everything, Mini Pond. Bishop, she wakes up and passes out all the time, but when she comes around she is the most brilliant person in the Universe. She stays with me."
"You always say that. Both of you."
"We always come back. Good luck, everyone. Behave. Do not let that girl open her eyes. And keep watching the forest. Stop those Angels advancing. Amy, later. River, going to need your computer! Hold it in front of my face and do as I tell you."
"What's that?" River asked as my screwdriver synced data with her computer.
"Er, readings from a crack in the wall, whatever is messing with this ones head." She was stirring more often now, just sleeping and close to waking up.
"How can a crack in the wall be the end of the universe? And why would it be messing with, Sera's, head?" What was that hesitation for?
"Don't know, but here's what I think. One day there's going to be a very big bang. So big every moment in history, past and future, will crack. Which would cancel out who Seraphina is."
River seemed confused, her own eyes unfocused and glassy. "Is that possible? How?"
"How can you be engaged, in a manner of speaking? Considering I know by this point you are at least interested in Captain Jack Harkness."
"I don't have a clue who that is." Lying. "And a sucker for a man in uniform."
Octavian came over to me and River's face fell. "Doctor Song's in my personal custody. I released her from the Stormcage Containment Facility four days ago and I am legally responsible for her until she's accomplished her mission and earned her pardon. Just so we understand each other." He gave me a brief smile and then went away.
I laughed slightly and went closer to the woman. "You were in Stormcage?"
She went to reply but her computer chirped. "What? What is that?"
The digits on the screen started turning into numbers. "The date. The date of the explosion, where the crack begins."
"And for those of us who can't read the base code of the universe?"
26 06 2010. My hearts froze. "Sera's and Amy's time. The one where she grew up for the second time." We left it for the time being, following Father Octavian to the entrance to the Primary Flight Deck.
"It doesn't open it from here, but it's the Primary Flight Deck. This has got to be a service hatch or something."
"Hurry up and open it. Time's running out." River told him, stroking Sera's hair before looking back at the man. Why was she so concerned? How well did they know each other in the future.
"What? What did you say? Time's running out, is that what you said?"
"Yeah. I just meant--"
I waved her off again, well, shook my head at her. "I know what you meant. Hush. But what if it could?"
"What if what could?"
"Time. What if time could run out?" Octavian got the door open. "Cracks. Cracks in time. Time running out. No, couldn't be. Couldn't be. But how is a duck pond a duck pond if there aren't any ducks, neither of them knew? And she didn't recognise the Daleks. Okay, time can shift. Time can change. Time can be rewritten. Ah. Oh!"
"Doctor Song, get through, now, pull the Writer with you and get her onto a chair and wake her up. Doctor? Doctor." I felt River pull her out of my arms, freeing me to start pacing.
"Time can be unwritten. It's been happening all around me and I haven't even noticed. Not even Sera did, with all her powers!"
"Doctor, we have to move. Dr Song is waking up your wife"
"The CyberKing. A giant Cyberman walks over all of Victorian London and no one remembers." I rambled, not even noticing it when the Bishop called her my wife when we weren't married yet.
"We have to move it. The Angels could be here any second."
I brushed him off, still thinking. "Never mind the Angels. There's worse here than Angels." But then there was Angel around Octavian's throat.
"I beg to differ, sir." He choked, having difficulty breathing.
"Let him go." I told it, but I didn't look away.
"Well, it can't let me go, sir, can it? Not while you're looking at it."
But I couldn't. "I can't stop looking at it, it'll kill you."
"It's going to kill me anyway. Think it through. There's no way out of this. You have to leave me."
"Can't you wriggle out?"
"No, it's too tight. You have to leave me, sir. There's nothing you can do. Sir, there's nothing you can do."
"You're dead if I leave you."
"Yes. Yes, I'm dead. And before you go-"
"I'm not going." I reiterated, but he didn't listen.
"Listen to me, it's important. You can't trust her. Either of them"
"Trust who?"
"River Song and Miss Seraphina Dark. You think you know her, but you don't. You don't understand who or what they are."
"Then tell me who River is, but never tell me my fiancée is dangerous. There is no one who knows that more than me and I am the only person other than her brother, sister or River Song whom she seems to trust." I insisted, furious at what he was telling me.
"I've told you more than I should. Now please, you have to go. It's your duty to your friends and to that woman. She does love you, no matter what happens."
"Just tell me why she was in Stormcage?"
"She killed a man and a woman. A good couple. Hero's to many." No, she couldn't.
"Who?"
"You don't want to know, sir. You really don't."
"Who did she kill? And why is Seraphina Dark dangerous to me?"
"Sir, the Angels are coming. You have to leave me." He wasn't going to tell me.
"You'll die."
"I will die in the knowledge that my courage did not desert me at the end. For that I thank God, and bless the path that takes you to safety and the woman you love."
I gave the Bishop a weak smile. "I wish I'd known you better."
"I think, sir, you know me at my best."
I prepared myself to run. "Ready?"
"Content." He replied, closing his eyes. I ran through the hatch and closed it, the last thing I heard being the sound of his neck snapping.
Seraphina:
Oh, my head was throbbing, not from the drums, though they were still methodically beating in time with my own two hearts, but because it felt like I'd gone out on a binge like I did after my baby died. I kept my eyes closed, hearing River Song rushing about, then the Doctor coming in.
"There's a teleport. If I can get it to work. we can beam the others here. Where's Octavian?" She asked, noting his absence. Forget him, where was Amelia?
"Octavian's dead. So is that teleport. You're wasting your time. I'm going to need your communicator." There was a brief pause and then he started addressing her. "Amy? Amy? Is that you?"
"Doctor? Is Sera still with you?"
I felt his eyes on me, then off again, diverting the question. "Where are you? Are the Clerics with you?"
"They've gone. There was a light and they walked into the light. Doctor, they didn't even remember each other." Oh, they needed me for this part, and they knew it.
"No, they wouldn't. Oh, hello everyone, sorry I had a nap, does anyone have any aspirin?" I beamed, letting my eyes open and then wished I hadn't.
"What is that light?" River asked me, supporting my arm as I tried to stand.
"Time running out, took away 20 years of my life when I got too close. It's harder to erase someone woven through time as much as me."
The Doctor gave me and quick hug and pressed a kiss to my forehead before getting back to Amy. "Amy, I'm sorry, I made a mistake. I should never have left you there. And trust me, your sister will never let me forget it."
"Well, what do I do now?"
"You come to us. The Primary Flight Deck, the other end of the forest." I told her, guessing where we were.
"I can't see. I can't open my eyes." She pointed out, and I frowned. Why not?
The Doc knew what to do though, using his screwdriver to send her something through the comms unit. "Turn on the spot."
"Sorry, what?"
"Just do it. Turn on the spot. When the communicator sounds like my screwdriver, that means you're facing the right way. Follow the sound. You have to start moving now."
"Amy, Sera again. There's Time Energy spilling out of that crack, and you have to stay ahead of it."
"But the Angels, they're everywhere."
I let out a sigh that made my hearts ache with fear and anger. This was my fault, I'd wanted to bring her with us! "I'm sorry, I really am, but the Angels can only kill you."
"What does the Time Energy do?" She asked, and I wanted to tell her, but I wouldn't lose her to it, I wouldn't!
"Just keep moving!"
"Alycea! Tell me."
"If the Time Energy catches up with you, you'll never have been born. It will erase every moment of your existence. You will never have lived at all. Which I will never forgive myself for, Amelia! Now, keep your eyes shut and keep moving."
River shook her head at us. "It's never going to work."
"What else have you got! River! Tell me!" A clanging sound came around the ship and we stood stock still, listening for a moment.
"What's that?"
"The Angels running from the fire. They came here to feed on the Time Energy, now it's going to feed on them." I grabbed the comms and pulled my own screwdriver out. "Amy, listen to me. I'm sending a bit of software to your communicator. It's a proximity detector. it'll beep if there's something in your way. You just manoeuvre till the beeping stops. Because, Amy, this is important. The forest is full of Angels. You're going to have to walk like you can see."
"Well, what do you mean?"
"Look, just keep moving." I told her, gripping hold of the side of a console so hard my nails snapped and my bones were white through my already pale skin.
"That Time Energy, what's it going to do?" River asked, coming forwards a little.
"Er, keep eating." The Doctor replied, working on something
"How do we stop it?"
"Feed it. " I muttered.
"Feed it what?"
"A big, complicated space time event should shut it up for a while."
"Like what, for instance?" That was both of them. And they knew damn well what I meant.
"Like me, for instance!"
"What's that?" Amy's voice came back through, a beeping sound accompanying her.
"It's a warning. There are Angels round you now. Amy, listen to me. This is going to be hard but I know You can do it. The Angels are scared and running, and right now they're not that interested in you. They'll assume you can see them and their instincts will kick in. All you've got to do is walk like you can see. Just don't open your eyes. Walk like you can see. You're not moving. You have to do this. Now. You have to do this!"
We waited in silence for a moment, before hearing her voice panicking again, and I put my hands over my mouth to stop myself from crying at her fear. This was my fault, I brought her here!
"Sera? I can't find the communicator. I dropped it. I can't find it, Sera. Doctor. Seraphina, Doctor! Alycea." Then River hit a switch, and my baby sister appeared in a flash of light.
"Don't open your eyes. You're on the Flight Deck. The Doctor's here and so is your sister. I teleported you. See? Told you I could get it working." She grinned at us, catching her as she stumbled.
"River Song, I am going to hug you. Do not care if I have permission." I laughed, hugging the curly haired woman and then my sister. "Oh, Amy, I thought I'd lost you then..."
"Well, you can't get rid of me that easily." She laughed as an alarm blared.
"What's that?" River asked.
"The Angels are draining the last of the ship's power, which means the shield's going to release." A bulkhead rose and I went with the Doctor to face them, one holding a comms unit at the front. "Angel Bob, I presume."
"The Time Field is coming. It will destroy our reality."
"Yeah, and look at you all, running away. What can I do for you?" I asked, taking his hand and raising my chin defiantly. Disgraced Time Lords or not, they were now savage and deserved no help, Ria or no Ria.
"There is a rupture in time. The Angels calculate that if you, the Writer of Time itself, throw yourself into it, it will close, and they will be saved."
I smirked. "Yeah, yeah, yeah. Could do, could do that. But why?"
"Your friends and lover will also be saved."
I stiffened. "Well, there is that."
"I've travelled in time. I'm a complicated space time event too. Throw me in." River tried, coming forwards.
I shook my head at my daughter, who I'd yet to even give birth to. "Oh, be serious. Compared to me, these Angels are more complicated than you, and it would take every one of them to amount to me, so get a grip." The Doctor grinned at my words, understanding.
"Sera, I can't let you do this."
"No, seriously, get a grip, River."
"You're not going to die here!"
"No, I mean it. River, Amy, Doctor, get a grip."
The penny dropped. "Oh, you genius."
"Mistress, the Angels need you to sacrifice yourself now."
"Thing is, Bob, the Angels are draining all the power from this ship. Every last bit of it. And you know what? I think they've forgotten where they're standing. I think they've forgotten the gravity of the situation. Or to put it another way, Angels." I checked to make sure Amy, River and the Doctor had a hold on the console. "Night, night." The gravity failed and I twisted to grab a hold at the last moment as the Angels were ripped from existence.
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Back on the surface of the planet, Amy was wrapped in a blanket with the TARDIS waiting to welcome us home not far from where we stood. "Ah. Bruised everywhere."
"Us too." I muttered, rubbing a lump on the back of my head. It felt like someone had dropped me on it.... River....
"You didn't have to climb out with your eyes shut."
My Doccy laughed and rubbed her silky ginger locks, messing them up more that the weather already was. "Neither did you. I kept saying. The Angels all fell into the Time Field. The Angel in your memory never existed. It can't harm you now. Seraphina fixed it."
"Then why do I remember it at all? Those guys on the ship didn't remember each other."
I grinned and gave her a hug. "You're a time traveller now, Amy. It changes the way you see the universe, forever. Good, isn't it? It saved my sanity back on Gallifrey, when I actually had it."
"Oh, shut up you." She laughed, giving me a playful shove. "And the crack, is that gone too?"
Looking up at the Doctor, he understood and pulled me up, wrapping his arm around my waist as I explained. "Yeah, for now. But the explosion that caused it is still happening. Somewhere out there, somewhere in time." I gave him a quick peck and then went over to River. There were somethings I needed to ask her.
"You, me, handcuffs. Must it always end this way?" She asked, holding up her handcuffs. Much more high tech than the ones she used on us, but still. They brought back unwanted memories.
"What now then, my Lovely?" I asked her, tilting my head to the side to examine her. She didn't look capable of doing what the Doctor told me, and even then he was leaving something out. Something he didn't want me to know and something that I couldn't see.
River just laughed and shook her head at my questioning glance. "The prison ship's in orbit. They'll beam me up any second. I might have done enough to earn a pardon this time. We'll see."
"Octavian said to the Doctor you killed a man and a woman."
"Yes, I did." Her eyes went serious now. "I only intentionally killed the man, the woman died of heartbreak."
"A good couple." I added, hoping she would tell me. She dropped me on my head, I deserved that much, didn't I?
"A very good couple. The best people I've ever known."
"Who?"
"It's a long story. Seraphina. It can't be told, it has to be lived. No sneak previews, other than the ones you're allowed. Well, except for this one. You'll see me again quite soon, when the Pandorica opens."
It was my turn to laugh now, shaking my head and pulling up my onesie hood to protect my ears from the wind. "The Pandorica. Ha!" I lent down to whisper in my daughters ear. "That's a fairy tale."
"Writer, aren't we all? All people to you are stories that will one day end, but you make it as good as possible. I'll see you there."
The Doctor and Amy came over now, playing tug of war with the blanket. I was not looking forwards to mediating that argument. "I look forward to it, River Song."
And of course, she made another joke. "I remember it well."
"Bye, River." Ame's grinned, having come out of the battle victorious, and re-wrapping it around herself.
"See you, Amy." The handcuffs started beeping again. "Oh, I think that's my ride. Do I get a hug from either of you?" I shrugged and hugged the woman, giving her a quick kiss on the cheek before the Doctor could just stare at her.
"Can we trust you. River Song?"
Her grin was back and she just met his gaze unwavering. "If you both like. Ha, but where's the fun in that?" And then she was gone in another whirl of sand. I just stood there, watching where she had been, thinking hard about something, something that could destroy everything or not matter at all.
"What are you thinking, Sera?"
"Time can be rewritten. No point is ever fully fixed." I sighed, relaxing against the Doctor who just held me close for a minute while Amy smiled and watched the plains and water. But eventually we had to go back to the TARDIS, all linking arms and trying to do the stupid thing of all fitting in the door at the same time, ending in me and Amy collapsing on top of the Doctor, who had hand in a very awkward place...
We got up in a giggly heap and Amy and I sat curled together on the seat while the Doctor got us moving again, but my baby sister fell silent for a moment, then found her voice. "I want to go home."
I stopped smiling, falling back into the dull mood that I'd been in while talking to River. "Okay."
She gave a small laugh, taking my hand. "No, not like that. I just, I just want to show you something. You're running to River, the Doctor's running away from her. I'm running too." We landed in her room, the one that we used to share, such a long time ago now, me stepping out first, throwing myself on the bed and looking as the Doc and Amy followed. Then I saw the dress.
"Amelia, that had better not be what I think it is."
She looked sheepish. "Yeah..."
"It's a costume, right? For being a kiss-o-gram, because I know for a fact you wouldn't go to get married with out me being there, and then not tell me about it."
"Well." The Doctor laughed shakily, seeing it as well.
"Yeah." Amy agreed, letting me just simmer for a moment with the knowledge my baby sister was getting married.
"Blimey. Even before we managed it and we've been engaged for nearly a year now."
"I know. This is the same night we left, yeah?"
I checked my watch, well, the Doctor was my walking watch, so I just grabbed his arm. "We've been gone five minutes."
She picked up a ring box and opened it. "I'm getting married in the morning. And Seraphina wasn't there to give me away."
I frowned, grabbing it to have a look. "Why did you leave it here?"
"Why did I leave my engagement ring when I ran away with a strange man and my sister, who'd been missing for two years, the night before my wedding?"
"Yeah." We snorted, catching on. I wouldn't have let her leave and she knew it.
"Hmm. You really are aliens, aren't you."
The Doctor didn't fully understand. "Who's the lucky fellow?"
We rolled our eyes. "You met him."
Still not understanding. "Ah, the good looking one. Or the other one?"
I slapped his shoulder and Amy snatched the ring off him. "The other one."
"Well, he was good too. Oh, I remember, he was nice, kept me company while waiting for you to break the psycho one out. The one who stole the bus."
"Mels? And thanks. So, do you steal people away the night before their wedding? Sera would, she likes the adventure. She always wanted to run away, but I kept her here. So, lets run."
"Why do you need stealing away? Rory is the best man on the planet, that's from the planet and this time epoch." I told her. "Besides, if you want out, then you need to tell him that, not run."
"I don't want out, but... Life on Earth, with a nurse and settling down, him finding out..." She trailed off and I hugged her. I knew what she was on about, having had to drop everything and go to the dr's with her, finding out her biggest dream had been crushed. "I want to see the universe."
"Well, you can do with your very own Mr Pond. TARDIS, now, my Lovely. Doctor, you are not flying this time, we need to definitely be on time. All of you, move it or lose it." I shoved them all into the TARDIS, looking back at the clock and sighing as I saw what I had seen in every vision for the past week, ever since my Doctor regenerated. The date. Amy's Wedding Day.
Hellooooooooooo. Am super hyper while writing the ending of this, and trust me, it is just hyperness, not being drunk. I am writing another Doctor Who Fanfic, though this one is a cross over with Sherlock, and is basically the hidden little sister of Sherlock and Mycroft, Tamsin. Who starts to travel with the 12th Doctor and Clara. And the sass between the Doctor and Sherlock is kind funny... Anyways, check it out please, thank you all and have an amazing super fantastic day!!!! Izabelah Petrova xxxxxx