Hello! This is the third story of the Starlight Saga. Featuring my oc, Star, the Doctors daughter.
Star is currently on her 4th regeneration, a tall girl with blonde hair tied in a French braid down her back, grey eyes. She typically wears a lilac bat wing-sleeved top, light blue bell bottom jeans and white lace footless sandals. She also has a dagger hiding in her sleeve. I picture her to look similar to Chloe Grace Moretz. And at the end of Among the stars was 417.
"Italics" Gallifreyan
'Italics' Mental communication.
Disclaimer: I do not own Doctor. Unfortunately.
The doors burst open as a man in restoration dress strode through the door, pushing a servant to the side, "out of my way!" he reached another set of door and pushed it only to find it locked, "Doctor! Doctor!" he managed to shove the door open, sword drown. Two other behind him. "Where's the Doctor?!" he demanded, looking at a pile of clothing on a stool and a painting of the Doctor in a god-like pose. Holding a trident in his right hand, a red swat of cloth protecting his modesty as he stood in the clouds.
The woman laughed nervously, "Doctor who?"
There was a muffled sneeze and the man lifted the hem of the woman's dress with the tip of his sword to reveal a naked Doctor peeking out. "You know, this isn't nearly as bad as it looks."
"Is it not?" Star crossed her arms and glared down at him as he flinched at the sight.
~.~
A man in a white tank top and green pants crawled through a tunnel before he looked up at a hole, "Star?" he whispered up, "What can you see?"
Star popped her head down through the hole, wearing her own white tank top, "I assume the commandants office is painted green with a big flag on the wall?" she grinned as alarmed blared, "Brilliant!" she pulled back up as there was dog barking. Oh, daddy was going to kill her…if he found out. She poked her head back down, "I'd get up here if I were you. Our ride's here." She winced realising that meant the Doctor knew exactly what she was doing.
The man scrambled out of the hole as there was a familiar wheezing noise. "Cab for Lady Star?" the Doctor peered out of the door.
Star grinned and ran in, the man following. They quickly dropped him off, who stared at the room in awe.
And then the Doctor started his ranting about how that was dangerous and idiotic and how she could have been killed. She rolled her eyes, not paying any attention to his rants, just letting him talk.
~.~
The Doctor grinned as he snuck onto the set of Laurel and Hardly's 'Sons of the Desert', even more happy to be in a fez again! He waved at the camera before joining Laurel and Hardly in a small dance. They had taken it in turn to draw Amy and Rory's attention and Star had told him that Rory was a fan of Laurel and Hardly so what better way to grab his attention?
He grabbed hold of his fez as he ran off stage as the actors and directors realised he wasn't meant to be there and he ran right into the TARDIS to see Star at the console waiting for him and she pulled a lever getting them into the vortex, "Where now?" he asked.
She held up a blue envelope and look at him, "Someone wants to see us."
He frowned and took the envelope, inside was a card with a date, time and map reference, "What do you think?" he asked her knowing how bad her trust issue could be at times.
She shrugged, "Got nothing better to do?" the thing that got her confused was that the envelope was number. Number 1 they were, so who else had been called?
He beamed, dropping a kiss on her forehead and typed in the coordinates.
~.~
Star ran out of the back door of a dinner in Utah at the coordinates the envelope had said to go, the Doctor right behind her, "Give me back my straw!" he yelled after her. They stopped short as they spotted the Ponds and River Song. The Doctor smiled and pointed at them.
"This is cold." River glared at them, "Even by your standards, this is cold."
"Or 'Hello' as people used to say."
"Doctor?" Amy breathed.
"I just popped out to get my special straw," he grabbed his straw back from Star, "it adds more fizz."
"You know full well that that's my straw." Star grabbed it back, "Get your own." He stuck his tongue out at her.
Amy walked up to them, staring like they couldn't be there, "You're ok. You're both ok. How can you be ok?"
"We're always ok." Star frowned at her. The way she was acting, it wasn't normal. Something was wrong.
"Im the king of ok." The Doctor added, hugging Amy, as Star walked over Rory seeing him looking stunned and confused,
"Are you ok?" Star whispered to him.
"I think…" he blinked at her.
"And Stars the prin…eh, queen of Ok." He corrected knowing that Star hated it when he called her a princess, always preferring to be a queen. "Oh, there rubbish titles forget those titles." He released her, "Rory the Roman, that's a good title. Hello, Rory!" he hugged him before turning to River, "And Dr River Song…oh you bad, bad girl, what trouble have you got for us this time?"
River slapped him. Hard.
"Ok," he rubbed his cheek, "im assuming that's for something I haven't done yet."
"Yes, it is."
"Good, looking forward to it."
"Can you slap him again," Star smirked at River, "Just too even out the redness on his cheek."
River nodded as slapped his other cheek.
I don't understand," Rory shook his head, "How can you be here?" he poked the Doctor chest and then poked Star arm.
"We were invited," Star stated, "Date, map reference. Same as you lot, I presume."
"Otherwise it's a hell of a coincidence," The Doctor added.
"River, what's going on?" Amy looked back at the woman.
"Amy ask him how old he is," River told her.
"That's a bit personal," the Doctor remarked.
"Tell her. Tell her what age you are."
"909."
"And you Star," She looked over at the blonde.
"419."
"Yeah, but you said..." Amy trailed, looking more at the Doctor.
"So where does that leave you?" River cut in, growing upset, "Jim the fish? Have we done Jim the fish yet?"
"We haven't done Jim the fish," Star shook her head.
"I don't understand." Amy shook her head.
"Yeah, you do." Rory nodded.
"We don't!" the Doctor frowned, "What are we all doing here?"
River looked at Rory and Amy hesitantly before answering, "We've been recruited," she informed them, "Something to do with space, 1969, and a man called Canton Everett Delaware 3rd"
They walked over to them, "Recruited by who?" Star eyed them carefully.
"Someone who trusts you more than anybody else in the universe."
"And whose that?" the Doctor turned to them.
"Spoilers."
Star bit HER straw in her mouth in a sulk; she didn't like it when she didn't know something. She didn't like surprises at all.
~.~
The Doctor and Star made their way around the console in perfect sync with each other. River and Amy stood by the railing as Rory stood close by them.
"1969, that's an easy one," the Doctor remarked, "Funny how some years are easy."
"1482, now that year full of glitches," Star smirked, "And it wasn't me!" she mock-glared at the Doctor who held his hands up in defence.
"Now then, Canton Everett Delaware 3rd, that was his name, yeah?" Amy headed under the console, "How many of those can there be? Well, 3, I suppose." River followed Amy.
"Rory," Star turn to him watching Amy and River leave, "Is everyone mad at us?"
"I'll find out." he headed down to follow the girls.
"Explain it again," Amy whispered to River as Rory walked down.
"The Doctor we saw on the beach was a future version, 200 years older than the one up there." River told her.
"But all that'll still happen? He'll still die?"
"We're all going to do that, Amy."
"We're not all going to arrange our own wake and invite ourselves." Rory countered, "So the Doctor in the future, knowing he's going to die, recruits his younger self and all of us to...to what exactly? Avenge him? And why wouldn't he invite Star?"
"Mm-mm, avenging's not his style."
"Save him." Amy suggested.
"That's not his style either." Rory shook his head.
"We have to tell him." Amy stood up
"We've told him all we can." River remarked, "We can't even tell him we've seen his future self. He's interacted with his own past. It could rip a hole in the universe."
"Except he's done it before."
"And, in fairness, the universe did blow up." Rory reminded her.
"But he'd want to know." Amy argued.
"No one should know when they're going to die." Star remarked, and they looked over to see her sitting on the stairs, "Honestly, you should be more careful, especially you River." She had heard everything.
At that moment the Doctor popped his head down to hang over the top floor, "I'm being extremely clever up here and there's no one to stand around looking impressed. Everything I can do Star can also do, more or less. What's the point of having you all?" he pulled back up.
"Couldn't you just slap him sometimes?" River remarked.
"River, we can't just let him die." Amy hissed to her as Star and walked Rory walked up the stairs, "We have to stop it. How can you be OK with this?"
"The Doctor's death doesn't frighten me, nor does Stars, nor does my own." River replied, "There's a far worse day coming for me."
"Time isn't a straight line," the Doctor began as the small group came back up. "It's all bumpy wumpy?"
"Bumpy wumpy?" Star raised her eyebrows.
He just shrugged at her and continued, "There's loads of boring stuff, like Sundays and Tuesdays and Thursday afternoons. But now and then there are Saturdays; big temporal tipping point when anything's possible. The TARDIS can resist them, she loves a party so we give her 1969 and NASA, cos that's space in the 60's and Canton Everett Delaware 3rd, and this is where she's pointing," he spun the scanner around to reveal the date.
"Washington DC," Amy read, "April 8th, 1969. So why haven't we landed?"
"Because that's not where we're going," Star told them.
"Where are we going?" Rory asked.
"Home!" the Doctor exclaimed, "Well, you two are. Off you pop and make babies. Dr Song, back to prison. Us, we're late for a biplane lesson in 1911, or knitting. Knitting or biplanes one or the other."
Star flopped down on the chair, rubbing her temples and the Doctor stood behind her as the others approached, "What? A mysterious summons?" the Doctor looked at them, "you think we're just going to go?"
"Who sent those messages?" Star demanded, "Don't play games with me," Star glared at them, "Don't EVER think you're capable of that!"
"You're going to have to trust us this time." River said.
"Trust you?" Star scoffed, walking up to her.
"But first of all," the Doctor followed, "Dr Song, just one thing…who are you?"
"You're someone from our future, but who? Why are you in prison? Who did you kill?"
"I love a bad girl. But trust you? Seriously?"
"Trust me." Amy spoke up, seeing River looking heartbroken that they don't trust her.
"Ok" the Doctor faced her.
"You have to do this, and you can't ask why."
"You're being threatened, aren't you?" Star eyed them, "is someone making you say that?"
"No."
"You're lying."
"Im not lying."
"Swear to us." The Doctor looked at her, "Swear to us on something that matters."
"Fish fingers and custard."
The Doctor nodded, excepting that, "Our lifes are in your hand, Amelia Pond."
"Thank you." River whispered to Amy.
'Is this something to do with his death?' Star asked Amy telepathically. Amy gave a small, unsure nod and Star sighed.
"So!" the Doctor clapped his hands, "Canton Everett Delaware 3rd! Who's he?"
"Ex-FBI," River called as she read the information on the scanner, "Got kicked out."
"Why?" Star asked.
"6 weeks after he left the Bureau, the President contacted him for a private meeting."
"Yeah, 1969, who's president?" the Doctor inquired.
"Richard Milhous Nixon. Vietnam, Watergate… there's some good stuff too."
"Not enough." Star remarked.
"Hippie!" she laughed.
"Archaeologist!" she shot back.
"Ok, since we don't know what we're getting into, we're being discreet, putting the engines of silent," the Doctor flipped a switch and walked away as a loud screeching noise filled the room.
Star looked at River who was closer to the correct switch, with a nod River flipped it and the noise stopped.
"Did you do something?" the Doctor looked at her.
"No," she shook her head, innocently, "just…watching."
He eyed her of a second, "Putting the out shell on invisible. Haven't done this in a while, big drain on the power." He headed over to Stars side
"You can turn the TARDIS invisible?" Rory blinked.
Grinning, the Doctor switched a lever and spotlight turned on.
"So close." Star muttered, pushing a lever.
"Did you touch something?" the Doctor looked at her.
She let out an outraged noise, "Of course not, im just…admiring your work, old man."
"Good!" he nodded, "Take notes, they'll be a test later." Star just looking at River with a disbelieving look, "ok," the Doctor banged the scanner, "Now, I can't check the scanner, it doesn't work when we're cloaked. Um, just give me a mo." He paused as everyone followed, "Whoa, you lot, wait a moment. We're in the middle of the most powerful city in the most powerful country on Earth. Let's take it slow."
'Keep an eye on them.' He told Star silently, who nodded and he exited.
The four of them pressed their ears to the door, listening.
There was something about message of a child asking for help…a spaceman.
The TARDIS rocked, which they could only assume to be the Doctor walking into it.
"Every time!" River sighed.
"Typical," Star tutted, swinging the scanner over.
"He said the scanner wouldn't work." Rory pointed out. She just gave him a look, "Oh."
The scanners wires sparked.
Star smirked as she got the scanner working and watched as the Doctor was on the floor, his face pressed to the carpet, "Not that! Ow!" they heard him cry. "Star, have you got that scanner working yet?"
"I'm going to kill him!" Star yelled.
"No, you won't." The Doctor argued.
"Get the President out of here!" a man, they could assume to be Canton order, "sir, you have to go with them now!"
"Make her blue again!" the Doctor strained.
Star and River switched a few switched each and pulled some levers, turning the cloaking device off. They watched as they saw the men stare open-mouthed as the TARDIS appeared before them
"What the hell is that?" Nixon breathed.
River smirked as they saw the Doctor slip out of the men's' hold and made himself comfortable at the desk.
"Mr President!" he called causing the men to turn and aim their guns at him, "That child just told you everything you need to know, but you weren't listening. Never mind, the answers yes. I'll take the case! Fellas, the guns, really? I just walked into the highest security office in the United States, parked a big blue box on the rug. You think you can just shoot me?"
"They're Americans!" River called as she exited the TARDIS.
"I'd like to see them try to shoot me!" Star smirked as she, Amy and Rory followed her.
The Doctor leapt to his feet, "Don't shoot, definitely no shooting!"
"Don't shoot us either," Rory put his hands up, Amy doing the same, "Very much not in need of getting shot. Look, we've got our hands up."
"Who the hell are you?" Nixon demanded.
"Sir, you need to stay back." Canton ordered.
"But who…but who are they? What is that box?"
"It's a police box," the Doctor explained to him, "Can't you read? Im your new undercover agent, on loan from Scotland Yard. Code name, the Doctor. These are my top operatives, the Legs, the Nose and Mrs Robinson."
"I hate you." River grumbled.
"No, you don't!"
"What about the kid?" Canton nodded to Star.
She blinked, "I am the…Flirt. Or just Star. Take your pick." She smiled innocently at him.
"Who are you?" Nixon repeated.
"Boring question," the Doctor waved him off, "Who's phoning you, that's interesting. 'Cause Canton 3 is right, that was definitely a girl's voice. There's only one place in America she can be phoning from."
"Where?" Canton looked at him.
"Do not engage with the intruder, Mr Delaware." One of the agents called.
"You heard everything I heard, its simple enough." The Doctor shrugged, "give us 5 minutes, I'll explain," he sat back down at the desk. "On the other hand, lay a finger on me, my daughter," he nodded at Star, "or our friends and you'll never, ever know."
"And you won't survive." Star narrowed her eyes at them all.
"How'd you get it in here?" Canton eyed the TARDIS, "I mean, you didn't carry it."
"Clever, isn't it?"
"Love it."
"Do not compliment the intruders." The agent told him.
"Oh, please, compliment away," Star smiled.
"5 minutes?" Canton looked at the Doctor.
"5." He agreed.
"Mr President," the agent turned to him, "that man is a clear and present danger."
"Mr President," Canton called, "that man walked in here with a big blue box, he, daughter and three of their friends and that's the man he walked past. One of them's worth listening too. What say we give him 5 minutes, see if he delivers?"
"Thanks, Canton!" the Doctor beamed.
"If he doesn't, I'll shoot him myself."
"I'd like to see you try." Star threatened.
"Sir, I cannot recommend…" the agent trailed.
"Shut up, Mr Peterson." Nixon snapped at him, "All right."
"5 minutes." Canton looked at the Doctor.
The Doctor nodded "im going to need a SWAT team ready to mobilise, street lever maps covering all of Florida, a pot of coffee, 12 jammy dodgers and a fez."
"Get him his maps."
"Do not give him a fez." Star told Canton who nodded.
~.~
Canton watched as the Doctor and Star looked at the maps they had been given as they were spread out all over Nixon's desk. they were all looking at one, the Doctor and Star were leaning over Nixon's shoulder as the man sat at his desk, River stood a few feet away looking at her own as Amy and Rory sat on a small sofa, each looking at their own.
"Why Florida?" Canton asked.
"That's were NASA is," the Doctor said without looking up, "She mentioned a space man. NASA's where the space men live. Also…there's another lead im following.
Star looked up to see Amy whispered to River, mostly likely something about the Doctors future death; she looked back down at the map.
"Amy, what's wrong?" Rory asked her.
"Amy?" River frowned.
Star looked back up to see Amy holding a hand to her stomach.
"You all right?" the Doctor called.
"Yeah," she nodded, "no, im fine. Im just…feeling a little sick," she headed to the door and spoke to the guard there, "Excuse me, is there a toilet or something?"
"Sorry ma'am," the guard from earlier said, "During this procedure, you must remain within the Oval Office."
"Shut up and taker her to the rest room." Canton told the guard.
"This way, ma'am." Another guard led her off.
"Thanks." Amy muttered.
Rory tried to follow his wife but Peterson kept him back, allowing only Amy out.
"Your 5 minutes are up." Canton remarked.
"Yeah," the Doctor scoffed, "and where's my fez?"
They looked up as the phone on the desk ran.
"The kid?" Canton questioned.
"Should I answer it?" Nixon wondered.
"Here!" Star pointed to the map, "The only place in America that call could be coming from."
"Obvious when you think about it." the Doctor agreed. "Brilliant!" he kissed Star forehead as River looked over, smiling softly at the pair of them as Amy and the guard returned.
"You, ma'am, are a genius." Canton peered down at where she was pointing.
"I know!" she grinned, very smug.
"You're ego is the size as your dads." River commented.
"Oi!" The Doctor cried.
"Mr President," Canton turned to him, "Answer the phone."
"Hello," Nixon called into the phone, "This is President Nixon."
"Its here!" the child exclaimed, "The space mans here. Its gonna get me. Its gonna eat me."
The Doctor grabbed his jacket as he and Star headed to the TARDIS. Amy, Rory and River already inside. "There's no time for a SWAT team, let's go! Mr President, tell her helps in the way. Canton, on no account follow us into this box and close the door behind you." the Doctor and Star entered the TARDIS.
"What the hell are you doing?" Canton demanded, following them, closing the door begin him and gaping at the inside of the box as they dematerialised.
The Doctor, Star and River ran around the console, piloting while Rory stood by Canton and Amy by the railing.
"Jefferson isn't a girls name," The Doctor commented, "or her name either. Jefferson Adams Hamilton...River?"
"Surnames of three of Americas founding fathers." She answered
"Lovely fellas."
"Two of them fancied me." Star smiled.
"Right, yeah." the Doctor frowned, "Not so lovely fellas." she was too young to have men fancying her, not matter what she said!
"I can handle men flirting with me," Star reassured him.
"But there not allowed to flirt with you!" he pouted, "You're just a little girl!"
"I'm not so little any more."
River rolled her eyes at them, "Do we really have time for you two to argue if she's a little girl or not?"
"I'm not though." She huffed.
"Acting like that, you are."
"you are not my mother," Star crossed her arms.
Canton turned around, mouth-opened, to be greeted by Rory, "Are you ok? Coping?"
"The President asked the child two questions," The Doctor continued, "Where as who are you? See was answering where."
"It's bigger in the inside," Canton breathed.
"You get use to it," Rory waved him off."
"Now where would you find three big historical names in a row like that?" the Doctor asked them.
"Where?" Amy asked.
"Here! Come on!"
The Doctor ran to the door with Star, Amy and River following.
"Can you take care of this?" Star asked Rory, as they stepped out into a dirty and cluttered warehouse.
The Doctor wandered over to a desk and waved a small American flag.
"Where are we?" Amy looked around.
"About 5 miles from Cape Kennedy Space Centre," the Doctor told her, "its 1969, the year of the moon. Interesting don't you think?"
"Why would a girl be here?" Amy frowned.
"Maybe she's lost." Star suggested as she picked up the phone and eyed it.
"The president asked where she was," the Doctor explained, "and she did what any lost little girl would do. She looked out the window," he peered through the blinds, outside where there was a street sign: Jefferson, Hamilton and Adams.
"Streets." Amy realised, "of course, street names!"
"The only place in Florida, probably all of America, with those three street names on the same junction, and, Star, you've got that face on again."
"What face?" she blinked at him.
"The 'He's amazing when he's clever' face."
"This is my normal face."
"So it is."
She rolled her eyes at him, "Well you have you're 'She's amazing when she talks face on.'"
"This is my normal face."
She smirked at him.
"We've moved." Canton gasped, "How, how can we have moved?"
"You haven't even got to space travel yet?" The Doctor looked over.
"I was going to cover it with time travel." Rory remarked, closing the door behind him.
"Time travel?" Canton blinked.
"Brave heart, Canton." The Doctor patted his back, "Come on!" he headed off to explore.
"So we're in a box, that's bigger on the inside and travels through time and space?"
"Basically." Rory nodded.
"How long have Scotland Yard had this?" he asked as they followed the others.
"It's a warehouse of some kind." River commented, "Disused."
"You realise this is almost certainly a trap, of course." Star said.
"I noticed the phone, yes."
"What about it?" Amy frowned.
"It was cut off. So how did the child phone from here?"
"Ok. But why would anyone want to trap us?"
"Don't know." The Doctor admitted, "Lets see if anyone tries to kill us, and work backwards."
"Now why would a little girl be here?" River wondered.
"I don't know lets find her and ask her."
They spotted an operating table with organic components attached.
"It's not-terrestrial." River scanned it, "definitely alien, probably not even from this time zone."
"Which is odd, because…look at this!" the Doctor rummaged through boxes of NASA spacesuits.
"It's Earth tech, contemporary."
"Very contemporary." Star agreed, "Cutting edge."
"This is from the space program!" the Doctor exclaimed.
"Stolen?" Amy eyed it, "What, by aliens?"
"Apparently." The Doctor put a helmet on.
"Why? If you can make it to Earth, why steal technology that can barely make it to the moon?"
"Maybe cos it's cooler," came the Doctors muffled reply, "Look how cool this stuff is!"
"Cool aliens?"
"Well, what would you call us?"
"Aliens." She stated.
"Oi!" he cried.
"Alright, so Stars cool but you. No."
Star stuck her tongue out at the Doctor who just pouted as he removed the helmet.
"I, er, I thinks he's ok now." Rory said as he and Canton walked over.
"Ah, back with us, Canton?" the Doctor walked over to him.
"Like your wheels." He remarked.
"That's my boy! So come on, little girl, lets find her." He and Star wondered off, looking through some more boxes.
"Doctor!" River called, "Star! Look at this!" they walked over to see that's she found a manhole.
"Where does that go?" Star wondered.
River scanned it, "There's a network of tunnels running under here."
"Life signs?"
"No, nothing that's showing up."
"Those are the worst kind." the Doctor sighed, "Be careful."
"Careful?" she scoffed, entering the manhole, "tried that once, ever so dull."
"Oh, I know." Star nodded her agreement.
"Shout if you get in trouble." The Doctor told her.
"Don't worry im quite the screamer." She teased and laughed at their faces, "Now there's a spoiler for you!" she climbed down.
Star grimaced, "I did not need to know that."
"So what's going on here?" Canton walked over.
"Nothing!" he spun around, "She's just a friend!"
"I think he's talking abut the possible alien incursion." Rory leaned over as Star giggled.
The Doctor flushed at that, "ok." He clapped Rory and Cantons shoulders.
"So…" Canton began, examining some of the equipment, "I was in a bar having a drink. Tell me honestly, am I still there?"
"'Fraid not." Amy replied.
"All clear." River called as she came back up out of the hole, "Just tunnels, nothing down there I can see. Er, give me 5 minutes; I want to take another look round."
"Stupidly dangerous." The Doctor commented.
"Yep, I like it too. Star look after him." Star mock-saluted as River climbed back down.
"Rory," Star turned to him, "Would you mind going with her?"
"Yeah, a bit." He admitted.
"Please."
"We'd appreciate it all the more." The Doctor added, patting his back.
Rory sighed, "Hang on, River, im coming too."
~.~
"So, you were kicked out of the FBI because you had attitude problems." Amy approached Canton as he looked at the wires.
"No, I just wanted to get married." He shook his head.
"Is that a crime?"
"Yes." he pointed at the Doctor, who had his head in a large crate, "Doctor who, exactly?"
"That's classified." Star called as she wandered over.
"Classified by who?"
"You don't want to know."
"Star what, then?"
She smirked and winked at him.
"But you work for him." Canton turned back to Amy.
"Hes my friend." Amy said as Star wandered back to the Doctor, "if 'friend' is the right word. I haven't seen them in a while. I had something I wanted to tell him, but stuff always gets in the way."
"Stuff does that."
Star looked up hearing a girl shout, "Help me!" Canton pulled out his gun, "Help! Help me!"
"It's her!" Canton gasped.
Amy tried to follow Canton but double over, gasping in pain. The Time Lords ran to her.
"Amy?" the Doctor called, "what's wrong?"
"I need to tell you something?" she gasped.
"Doctor!" Canton shouted.
"It's important. It's really, really important."
"Star! Quickly!"
"Is now really a good time?" Star stared at her.
They helped Amy to another part of the warehouse to see Canton unconscious on the floor. They ran over to him.
"Canton!" Star knelt besides him, "Canton are you ok?"
"Is he alright?" Amy asked.
"Just unconscious. Got hit pretty hard."
"I need to tell you something. I have to tell you it now!"
"Not a great moment, Amy." The Doctor muttered.
"No, it's important, it has to be now!"
"Help!" the girl cried, "Help me! Help me!"
"Doctor, Star…" Amy swallowed, "I'm pregnant."
The Time Lords stared at her as they saw an astronaut suit approaching them.
"That's it." Amy gaped. "The astronaut!"
The astronaut raised it hand and Amy grabbed Cantons gun, she doesn't see it lift its visor to reveal to be the girl. "Help me!"
"Get down!" Amy yelled.
"What are you doing?" the Doctor cried.
"Saving your life!"
"No!" Star screamed as Amy fired.