MAKE SURE YOU READ 'LIFE ON EARTH' FIRST, SINCE THIS IS PART TWO OF THE STORY...DONE THAT? AWESOME! THEN PLEASE CONTINUE...

Amy felt her hands shaking against her forehead. Her arms ached from holding them above her head for so long, but she dare not move them. She didn't know why, but it felt safe somehow. She let out a deep breath, and opened her eyes. She could see metallic rubble strewn across the floor, and sparks still falling from the ceiling and bouncing off the ground. But the room seemed lighter somehow; the dark endless space from outside replaced by some kind of white light. She moved slightly and immediately noticed that something was touching her back. It had obviously been there for quite some time since she had felt nothing before, but now she was scared to move again.

"Are you alright?" A strained voice whispered above her. It was James. She let out a sigh.

"Yeah, um, I'm fine. What's going on? Are you OK?"

"Yeah, but can you just move out from under me?" He said with a slight laugh. Amy crawled out and stood up, dusting soot and dirt from her top. She looked down to see James knelt on the floor with a large piece of metal bent around his back. He had clearly grabbed and protected her when the ceiling had fallen in.

"Oh, God." Amy exclaimed, covering her mouth in horror. She immediately ran over to his back and tried to prise the metal sheet from him. It took all her strength but it eventually clanged to the floor. His shirt was torn and scratched underneath.

"You're clearly not OK then." Amy said, offering him a hand up.

"Like I said; made of metal. Might mean I get eaten away by nanobytes, but it does mean I can survive a bit more force than the average person." He smiled, but was clearly in pain as he tried to straighten his back. Amy allowed him to lean on her.

"Stupid idiot. You shouldn't have risked your life like that. Again." She smiled, hugging him in the process.

A quiet groaning came from the corner of the room, and Amy and James looked up to see the Captain lying in a heap, surrounded by debris. Amy rushed to him, and James hobbled behind.

"Captain, can you hear me?" Amy asked, kneeling down beside him. He groaned to life and scrunched his eyes up.

"Yeah...yeah..." He said deliriously. He unsteadily got to his feet, stumbling slightly. "James, thank goodness." He said, as he saw the young man's face. "And where's the Doctor?"

Amy looked around herself. The last time she had seen him, he had he rushed out of the room. She weirdly felt betrayed. "I dunno." She said simply.

"More to the question, where are we?" James asked. He had turned around and was looking out of the large window across the front of the control room. Amy and the Captain followed suit, and observed the blank white space outside. They were clearly in some sort of indoor area; they could make out the sides of the room and a far off ceiling, but it still felt unfamiliar and unnerving. Amy walked cautiously towards the window and looked slowly from one side to the other. Out of the corner of her eye she spotted a tiny brown dot to the left side of the space. It seemed to be waving.

"Doctor?" She said, peering down.

"Hello Amy!" He replied, happily talking through a megaphone. "Don't worry, you're all safe now."

"Doctor is that really you?" The Captain asked, supporting James as they too walked closer to the window.

"Ah, the Captain. And James, perfect, you all made it. Sorry to leave you all but I had to make sure you didn't die." He said nonchalantly.

"Where are we?" Amy yelled down.

"Where do you think?" The Doctor said, slightly surprised Amy hadn't caught on yet.

Amy peered around some more before something clicked in her head. "The TARDIS?" She asked in confusion. The Doctor nodded. "But...how? You didn't drive the ship into the TARDIS did you?" Amy asked.

"Well, no, obviously. I wrapped the TARDIS around the ship. Clever little trick you can do with most infinitely sized trans-dimensional space ships. You should try it sometime."

"Then how do we get down?" Amy asked.

"What?"

"How do we get down?" Amy repeated, slightly louder and more enunciated.

"I can't hear you. You'll have to come down. Use the lifts; I rewired them so that they stop outside of the ship."

Amy rolled her eyes and helped James and the Captain navigate the half-eaten hallways until they reached the lift. When they got down, Amy immediately ran up to the Doctor and hugged him tightly before pounding him on the arm.

"I thought you'd run off without us." She said angrily.

"Well, no, why would I do that?"

Amy shrugged and rubbed her arm to comfort herself. The Doctor gave her another hug.

"How are you two? Did you manage to get everyone off the ship in time, Captain?" The Doctor asked.

"Well James here has had a nasty blow to his back, and clearly something terrible happened to his forearm. As for the passengers and crew, I ensured they all left on escape pods. I came into the control room to collect you, and then the whole thing exploded. But I feel alright."

"Good. Well, Amy, show James and the Captain to the medical bay, I'll be there right after I check where I landed us." Amy nodded, and the Doctor jogged out of the room.

As he entered the TARDIS' control room he flicked a few switches, but to no response.

"Gone quiet on me, old girl?" He said under his breath. He sighed and slowly went to the doors, peering outside. He was met with a gun pointed in his face.

"State your name and intent," A uniformed officer said. "Or your ship gets blown sky high."