First of all, welcome back to the second saga of the Starlight Saga. with the OC Time Lady, Star, the Doctors daughter.
Just a quick reminder: Star is currently on her 4th body, 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.
At then end of 'A star in the sky' Star was 416. This story will follow the vents that Star is aware off.
"Italics" Gallifreyan
'Italics' Mental communication.
Secondly, im sorry there wasn't an update the past couple of days, I had to help my sister move into her new house and stop over there and she hasn't got internet set up yet. :(
Disclaimed: I don't not own Doctor who.
Star ran her fingers through her hair; she was trying to pilot the box without getting burnt as the Doctor dangled outside holding onto the doors from where he had fallen. She hurried to the doors and helped pull him inside just before he hit Big Ben. He sighed as he closed the doors and leaned against the doors.
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"How…? Just how do you fall that far down the corridor?" Star shouted down the hall to where the Doctor had somehow fallen into the library that also happened to be the swimming pool, she rushed under the console to find a rope attached to a gabbling hook and threw it up at the Doctors to secure it, "Climb up on the rope!"
"Where did you find a rope?" he called back up.
"Under the console, where else do you find anything?" She asked him as though it was obvious.
"In you pockets?" he countered as he reached the console room, "Hello." he grinned at her.
"Keep climbing." She waited until he had past before she grabbed the rope and also started to climb. They would need to get out the TARDIS to allow her time to get fixed, with all the destruction a new console room would have to be created.
"Can I have an apple?" Star heard the Doctor ask someone, "All I can think about, apples. I love apples. Maybe I'm having a craving. That's new, never had cravings before."
"Out the way." Star called a she reached the top. The Doctor moved to the side allowing her to pick up, "Hello," she smiled at a young ginger girl as she swung her legs over the side, sitting.
"Whoa!" the Doctor looked back down at the damage, "Look at that."
"Are you okay?" the girl eyed the Doctor.
The Doctor followed Star and swung his legs over, acting completely normal considering he was soaking wet and slightly singed, "Just had a fall. All the way down there, right to the library. Hell of a climb back up."
"Are you sure you're okay?" Star asked him, concerned. He did have a knack for having bad regeneration after affects. Whether going hyper or amnesia or falling into a sleeping coma.
"I'm fine," he nodded.
"You're soaking wet," the girl pointed out.
"I was in the swimming pool."
"You said you were in the library."
"Apparently the swimming pool is in the library," Star muttered.
"Are you a policeman?"
"Why?" the Doctor frowned, "Did you call a policeman?"
"Did you come about the crack in my wall?"
"What cra..." he fell to the ground in pain, "Agh!"
Star gasped and ran to his side, checking him over.
"Is he alright?" the girl asked.
"Yes I'm fine," the Doctor pushed himself onto his knees, "This is all perfectly norm..." he opened his mouth and a burst of regeneration energy escaped.
"I wasn't this bad when I regenerated," Star reminded him.
"Who are you?" The girl cut the Doctor off as he was about to say something to Star.
"I don't know yet," He replied instead, looking at his hands as more energy escaped, "I'm still cooking. Does it scare you?"
"No, it's just a bit weird."
"He means the crack in your wall," Star sighed, rubbing her temples.
"Yes."
The Doctor jumped to his feet, "Well, then, no time to loose. I'm the Doctor, this is Star do everything I tell you, don't ask stupid questions and don't wander off,"
"Tree," Star sighed as he walked into a tree and fell to the ground, "Always an idiot."
"You all right?" the girl frowned at him.
"Early days," He sighed from where he laid on the ground, "Steering's a bit off." Star gave a small groan as she held out an arm for him to take.
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"If you're a Doctor, why does your box say 'Police'?" the girl asked as she handed an apple to the Doctor as they stood in her kitchen.
The Doctor bit into the apple and spat it back out, coughing, "That's disgusting. What is that?"
"An apple."
"Apples are rubbish. I hate apples."
"You said you loved them," Star reminded him.
"No, no, I love yoghurt. Yoghurts my favourite. Give me yoghurt."
The girl went to the fridge and got a yoghurt out for him. He poured the whole container into his mouth before spiting it out aswell, "I hate yoghurt, its just stuff with bits in."
"You said it was your favourite," the girl accused.
"New mouth, new rules," he wiped the back of his hand across his mouth, "It's like eating after cleaning your teeth, everything tastes wro…Agh!" he had a small fit.
"What is it?" the girl asked, "What's wrong with him?" she looked at Star.
"Everything," Star answered her.
"What's wrong with me?" the Doctor huffed, "it's not my fault. Why can't you give me decent food? You're Scottish, fry something."
The girl headed back to the fridge and got some bacon out and began frying it. Star watched her closely, the girl was properly around 7 years old but yet was up late at night and was using the stove, surely she should not be allowed to do that without permission.
"Ah!" the Doctor grinned as he used a towel he had found to dry his hair, "Bacon!" he sat down at the table and eat the bacon as the girl laugh and Star sighed know exactly what was about to happen. The Doctor spat the bacon out and pulled a face, "Bacon. That's bacon. Are you trying to poison me?"
"How about beans?" Star suggested.
And so the girl turned the stove back on and cooked some beans for the Doctor.
"Ah, you see beans." He took a mouthful of beans and spat them into the sink. "Beans are evil. Bad, bad beans."
"Bread and butter?" Star tried.
He ate a slice of bread with butter spread on it before running to the front door and throwing the plate outside, there was a crash and a meow in the distance. "And stay out!" he slammed the door and returned to the kitchen.
The girl was busy looking through the fridge, "We've got some carrots?"
"Carrots?" the Doctor gave her a look, "Are you insane."
"Crying out loud!" Star groaned running out of ideas now, she looked in the fridge and freezer and took out a pack of custard and a box of fish fingers.
"Ew," the girl pulled a face as the Doctor looked at her, now seeing that she really was insane.
Moments later Star sat next to the Doctor at the table, dipping a fish finger into the bowl of custard. The Doctor eyed her before he tried one as well and broke into a smile at the taste, across from them the ginger girl ate out of a tub of vanilla ice cream, she laughed as the Doctor proceeded to drain the custard when all the fingers were gone.
"Funny," the girl remarked.
"Am I?" the Doctor wiped his custard moustache away with his hand, "Funny's good. What's your name?"
"Amelia Pond."
"Oh, that's a beautiful name," Star smiled.
"Ah, brilliant name," the Doctor agreed, "Like a name in a fairy tale, though not as good as Star."
Star rolled her eyes at him, she knew what he was doing, trying to act normal as possible, it wasn't everyday that you saw a family member die, she had never actually seen her family regenerate, he mother had regenerated a few times, but she was never there seeing her, she had just gone home on a visiting day and another woman was there, acting completely normal so she had just gone along with it. She shook her head, getting out of her thoughts, "So are we in Scotland then?"
Amelia sighed, "No. Had to move to England. It's rubbish."
"So, what about your mum and dad then?" the Doctor asked her, "Are they upstairs? Thought we'd've woken then by now."
"Don't have a mum and dad. Just an aunt."
"I don't even have an aunt."
"You're lucky," Amelia looked at the Doctor.
"I know."
"Where's your aunt then?" Star frowned, "Big crash in the middle of the night, surely we'd have woken her."
"She's out."
"And she left you alone?!"
"I'm not scared!"
"Cause you're not," the Doctor waved off Stars concern for the young girl, "You're not scared of anything! Box falls out of the sky; aliens fall out of box then eat fish custard, and look at you, just sitting there with your ice cream. So you know what I think?"
"What?"
"Must be one hell of a crack."
~.~
"You've had some cowboys in here," the Doctor remarked as he examined the crack, "not actual cowboys, though that can happen."
"I used to hate apples," Amelia muttered, looking at the apple in her hand as she and Star stood at the doorway, Star frowning deeply at the crack. "So my mum put faces on them," the Doctor walked back to them and took the apple, turning it over it showed it had a smiley face on it.
"Sounds good your mum," he tossed the apple in the air and caught it again, "I'll keep it for later," He put it in his pocket and went back to examine the crack, this time Star joined him, "this wall is solid and the crack doesn't go all the way through it."
"So where's the draught coming from?" Star wondered.
The Doctor ran the sonic down the crack, "wibbly- wobbly, timely-wimey. You know what the crack is?"
"What?" Amelia asked.
"Everywhere. In everything. It's a split in the skin of the world. Two parts of space and time that should never have touched, pressed together…right here in the wall of your bedroom."
Star winced slightly, hearing something in her mind, "There's a voice. Have you heard a voice?" she turned back to the girl.
"Yes." Amelia nodded.
"Prisoner Zero has escaped." Star stated, listening to the voice as the Doctor emptied a cup and pressed it to the crack, hearing the same thing.
"Prisoner Zero?" he frowned.
"Prisoner Zero has escaped." Amelia repeated, "That's what I heard. What does it mean?"
The Doctor took a step back, "It means that, on the other side of this wall, there's a prison and they've lost a prisoner. Do you know what that means?"
"What?"
"You know when grow-ups will tell you everything's going to be fine and you think they're probably lying to make you fell better?"
"Yes."
"Everything's going to be fine."
"Doctor." Star chastised. The Doctor winked at her that was the first time she'd called him Doctor since he regenerated, although he would prefer her calling him dad, but still...he turned back to the crack and soniced the crack. Amelia peered around Star as she grabbed the girl's hand, terrified. A light brightened as the crack widened.
"Prisoner Zero has escaped," a voice called.
Hello?" the Doctor stepped closer to the crack, peering in, "Hello?"
A giant blue eye peered through the crack at them.
"What that?" Amelia tightened her grip on Star hand, who squeezed it in comfort. She seemed to have a soft spot for children, even though she was still know as a child to most, especially the Doctor, considering in Gallifreyan terms she was an adult even though she hadn't technically graduated. After she hadn't been around many children it seems a soft spot had grown for them.
Before either of them could answer a ball of light shot out form the crack and struck the Doctor, who fell against the bed as the crack sealed itself.
"Doctor?" Star turned to him, eying him in concern, "You okay?"
"Fine," he grinned assuring her, "See, told you it would close. Good as new."
"What was that thing?" Amelia asked, "Was that prisoner Zero?"
"I think that was his guard," Star frowned at where the crack used to be.
"Whatever it was, it sent me a message." He pulled out his physic paper, "Psychic paper, takes a lovely little message. 'Prisoner Zero has escaped.' But why tell us? Unless…" he stood back up.
"Unless what?" Amelia eyed him.
"Unless prisoner Zero escaped through here. But he couldn't have. We'd know." He ran out the room and looked around, "It's difficult. Brand new me, nothing works yet. But there's something im missing…" he trailed off.
"In the corner of our eyes." Star finished, frowning as she looked at all the doors, her gaze landed on a door at the other end of the hall. She began walking over to it when a loud echo sound of machinery went of followed by a deep bell.
"No, no, no, no, no, no!" the Doctor shouted as he and Star ran down the stair both knowing what that was. Amelia ran after them.
They ran outside, "We've got to get back in there!"
"The engines are phasing!" Star cried, "It's going to burn!"
"But…" Amelia frowned, "it's just a box! How can a box have engines?"
The Doctor freed the grappling hook and gathered the rope, "it's not a box. It's a time machine."
"What a real one?" Amelia stared in disbelieve, "You've got a real time machine?"
"Not for much longer if we can't get her stabilised. 5 minutes, that should do?" he looked at Star.
"5 minutes hop into the future," she nodded as the Doctor looped the rope through the door handles.
"Can I come?" Amelia asked.
"Not safe in here," the Doctor shook his head, "5 minutes. Give us 5 minutes, we'll be right back."
"People always say that."
The Doctor casted a glance at Star as she swung her legs ready to decease, he walked over to her and looked directly at her, "Am I people? Do I even look like people? Trust me, im the Doctor. That's Star."
Amelia smiled at the Doctor climbed back onto the TARDIS as Star jumped down; he looked back at Amelia before following down with a cry of, "Geronimo!"
The doors slammed shut as the TARDIS dematerialised.
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"Amelia!" Star shouted as she sprinted out of the TARDIS, she hadn't even bothered to cover her nose and mouth with a cloth to stop herself form coughing the smoke like the Doctor had. "Amelia!"
"We worked out what it was." The Doctor called, "I know what I was missing! You've got to get out of there!" he got the sonic out to unlock the door but Star wasted no time and merely blasted it open with her powers.
"Amelia!" Star cried.
"Prisoner Zeros here!" the Doctor warned, "Prisoner Zero is…" he turned around and was hit with a cricket bat, he heard Star shout "Doctor," before his world went black.
~.~
The Doctor slowly came to, the first thing he noticed when his vision cleared was a young female police officer speaking into her radio, describing him and Star. The second thing he noticed was that Star was next to him; her eyes fluttered open as she felt him staring at her.
"Ow!" Star moaned, she looked up and noticed the police officer, "Anyone ever told you the mind is a delicate thing." She tried to get up, but realised she was handcuffed, "Let us out."
"Sit still," the officer replied instead, finishing her conversation on the radio.
"I'm getting cricket bat," the Doctor groaned as he tried to stand but found out that he and Star had been handcuffed to the radiator.
"You were breaking and entering."
"Well, that's much better. Brand new me, whack on the head."
"Just what you needed," Star muttered bitterly.
"Do you want to shut up now?" the officer glared at them, "I've got back up on the way!"
"Bring em on." Star glared back at her.
"Hang on," the Doctor cut in, seeing Star temper rise, "No, wait, you're a policewoman."
"And you're breaking and entering," the officer countered, "You see how this works?"
"But what are you doing here? Where's Amelia?"
"Amelia pond?"
"Yeah. Little Scottish girl. Where is she? I promise her 5 minutes but the engines were phasing. I suppose we must have gone a bit far."
"Has something happened to her?" Star asked urgently.
"Amelia Pond hasn't lived here in a long time." the officer stated.
"How long?" she frowned, eying the woman, growing suspicious.
"6 months."
"No, no, no!" the Doctor cried, "We can't be 6 months late! I said 5 minutes. I promised." the officer walked away, speaking into her radio, "What happened to her? What happened to Amelia Pond?"
"Sarge," she called into her radio, "It's me again. Hurry it up, these two know something about Amelia Pond."
"I need to speak to whoever lives in this house now." the Doctor called.
"I live here." the officer said.
"But you're the police," Star frowned.
"Yes, and this is where I live. You got a problem with that?"
"How many rooms?" the Doctor cut in, as Star opened her mouth to start an argument.
"I'm sorry," the office blinked, "What?"
"On this floor. How many rooms in this floor? Count them for me now."
"Why?"
"Because it will change your life."
"5," the officer pointed to each room, "1, 2, 3, 4, 5."
"6." Star corrected.
"6?"
"Just look."
"Look where?"
"Exactly where you don't want to look," the Doctor gazed at the extra door, "Where you never want to look, the corner d your eye. Look behind you."
She slowly turned around and spotted the door in the corner of her eye, that's...that is not possible. How's that possible?"
"There's a perception filter round the door," Star explained, "Spotted it last time, but then we had to rush down to the TARDIS and things happened..."
"But that's a whole room. That's a whole room I've never even noticed."
"The filter stops you," the Doctor told her, "Something came. A while ago to hide. It's still hiding. You need to uncuff us now!"
The officer slowly walked to the door, "I don't have the key. I lost it."
"Oh," Star murmured, "Great."
"How can you have lost it?" the Doctor cried.
"Stay away from that door!" Star warned, but she kept walking.
"Do not touch that door!" she put her hand on the doorknob, "Listen to me! Do not open that…" she turned the knob, "Why does no-one ever listen to me?" he turned to Star as the woman slowly entered the room, "Do you listen to me?"
She shrugged, "Need time to know you."
He sighed, knowing that that was all he would get out of her…for now. He frantically searched his pockets, "My screwdriver, where is it? Silver thing, blue at the end. Where did it go?"
"There's nothing here." The officer called from inside the room.
"Whatever's there stopped you seeing the whole room." The Doctor said as Star countered with, "What makes you think you could see it? Please, get out of that room!"
"Silver, blue at the end?" the officer asked.
"My screwdriver, yeah." The Doctor nodded.
"Its here."
"Must have rolled under the door."
"Yeah. Must have. And then it must have jumped on the table…"
"Get out of there!" both the Doctor and Star shouted.
"Get out!" the Doctor continued.
"Now!" Star added.
"What is it?" the Doctor frowned, not hearing any movement, "What are you doing?"
"There's nothing here, but…" the woman trailed off.
"Corner of your eye."
"What is it?"
"Don't try to see it. If it knows you've seen it, it will kill you. Don't look at it. Do not…look." They heard her scream from inside the room, "Get out!"
She ran out the room, with the sonic.
"Give me that!" he grabbed the sonic and locked the door, before turning to unlock the handcuffs, but nothing happened, "What's the bad alien done to you?"
"Will that hold it?"
"Of course!" Star replied, sarcastically, "It's an inter-dimensions multi-form form space, they're terrified of wood."
"What is that?" the officer gasped as she spotted a bright light from around the door, "What's it doing?"
The Doctor wiped the sonic with his finger trying to get it to work, "I don't know, getting dressed? Run, just go. Your back-ups coming. We'll be fine." He casted a glanced at Star as she tugged on the handcuffed trying to pulled them free; she didn't do well to being chained up.
"There is no back up."
"I heard you on the radio," he looked up at her in surprise, "You called for back up."
"I was pretending. It's a pretend radio."
"You're a police woman."
"Im a kissogram!" she removed her hat and her ginger hair fell free.
Just then the door fell to the hallway. A man in blue overalls holding a led to a large Rottweiler stood there.
"But it's just…" the woman began.
"No it isn't." the Doctor, tapped the sonic on the ground, trying to get it to work, "Look at the faces."
The man growls and barked, while the dog didn't move.
"What? Im sorry, but what?"
"It's all one creature." Star told her, "One creature disguised as two."
The man and dog turned their heads in unison.
"Clever old multi-form," the Doctor called to it, "A bit of a rubbish job, though. Got the voice a bit muddled, did you?" it turned to face the Doctor, "mind you, where did you get the pattern from? You'd need a psychic link, a live feed. How did you fix that?"
It snarled at him and approached them, opening its mouth showing its pointed teeth, "stay, boy!" the creature stopped, "us three, we're safe. Want to know why? She sent for back-up."
"I didn't send for back up." The woman hissed at him.
"That was a clever lie to save our lives," Star rolled her eyes.
"Ok, yeah," the Doctor nodded, "NO, back up! And that's why we're safe. Alone, we're not a threat to you. If we had back up, then you'd have to kill us!"
"Attention, prisoner Zero." A voice boomed, "The human residence is surrounded. Attention prisoner Zero. The human residence is surrounded.
"What's that?" the woman whispered to them.
"That's would be back up," Star grumbled.
"Ok," the Doctor tried again, "We do have back up and that's definitely why we're safe."
"Prisoner Zero will vacate the human residence or the human residence will be incinerated," the voice called.
"Well, safe apart from…you know incineration," he chuckled lightly trying to lighten the mood.
The Doctor continued banging the sonic to the ground, trying to get it to work as Star continued tugging on them before finally it blasted of the radiator, her eyes widened in fear. The Doctor had managed to get the sonic to work and quickly sonic his own handcuffs.
"What…?" the woman gaped at Star.
"Run, run!" he ushered the woman down the stairs, gently tugging on Star to get her to move before following down the stairs and outside into the garden. "Kissogram?" the Doctor stared at the woman.
"Yes!" the woman flushed growing embarrassed.
"Why'd you pretend to be a policewoman?"
"You broke into my house! It was this or a French maid! What's going on? Tell me! Tell me!"
"An alien convict is hiding in your spare room disguised as a man and a dog and some other aliens are about to incinerate your house. Any questions?"
"Yes."
"Me too." He put the key in the TARDIS doors but it wouldn't open. "No, no, don't do that, not now!"
"She's still rebuilding," Star reminded him, running a hand through her hair, "she's not gonna let us in."
"Prisoner Zero will vacate the human residence or the human residence will be incinerated," the voice repeated.
"Come on!" the woman grabbed the Doctor by his arm as prisoner Zero stood at one of the windows barking at them.
"No, wait," the Doctor shrugged her off, "Hang on, wait, wait, wait. The shed." He ran up to the garden shed, "I destroyed that shed last time we were here, smashed it to pieces."
"So there's a new one. Let's go."
"But the new one's got old. 10 years at least." He sniffed it, before he licked it, "12 years, we're not 6 months late, we're 12 years."
"He's coming."
"Why did you say 6 months?" Star rounded on the woman.
"We've got to go." She looked back at the house, nervously.
"This matters," the Doctor walked over as well, "This is important. Why did you say 6 months?"
"Why did you say 5 minutes!" the woman snapped, sounding hurt.
"What?" the Doctor blinked.
"Come on."
"What?"
"Come on!" she pulled him off, Star following, her eyes wide as she realised.
"What?"
"Prisoner Zero will vacate the human residence or the human residence will be incinerated."
They ran out of the back garden as Zero stood at the door as they ran past.
~.~
"So, you're Amelia?" Star confirmed as they walked down the village road.
"You're late." Amelia stated.
"Amelia Pond, you're the little girl." The Doctor frowned at her.
"Im Amelia and you're late."
"What happened?"
"12 years."
"You hit us with a cricket bat."
"12 years."
"A cricket bat."
"12 years and four psychiatrists."
Star had to smirk at that, "Four?"
"I kept biting them," she admitted proudly.
"Why?" the Doctor glanced at her.
"They said you weren't real."
"Prisoner Zero will vacate the human residence or the human residence will be incinerated."
They looked over and discovered that the voice was coming from a speaker on an ice cream truck.
"No, no, no, come on…" Amelia groaned, "What? We're being staked out by an ice cream van!"
"What's that?" the Doctor asked the man in the ice cream van, "why are you playing that?"
"It's supposed to be Claire De Lune." The man replied.
The Doctor picked up the player and listened to the voice, "Prisoner Zero will vacate the human residence or the human residence will be incinerated. Repeat, prisoner Zero will vacate the human residence or the human residence will be incinerated."
"It's everywhere," Star muttered as she spotted a jogger hearing it on her MP3 player as well as a woman on her mobile.
"What's happening?" Amelia asked.
They didn't answer, instead the Doctor jumped over a nearby low fence and into a garden, Star following as Amy ran around the front.
"Hello," the Doctor greeted as the trio entered the living room, seeing a little old lady flicking through the TV channels with the same eye from Amelia's crack peering through. "Sorry to burst in, we're doing a special on television faults in this area."
"And also crimes," Star added, casting an amused glance at Amelia.
"Let's have a look, then." The Doctor took the remote form the woman.
"I was just about to phone," The woman explained, "it's on every channel," she spotted Amelia, "Hello, Amy, dear. Are you a policewoman now?"
"Well, sometimes," She shrugged her off.
"I though you were a nurse."
"I can be a nurse."
"Or actually a nun."
"I drabble."
"Amy, who's you friends?" the woman looked at them.
"So, you're Amy now?" Star guessed.
She nodded.
"Amelia Pond," the Doctor said, "That was a great name."
"Bit fairytale."
"I know you, don't I?" the woman eyed the Doctor, "I've seen you somewhere before."
"Not me, brand new face," the Doctor pulled a face at her, "First time on," he turned to Amelia, well now Amy, "And what sort of job's a Kissogram."
"Oh, don't embarrass the poor girl." Star sighed, knowing exactly what a kissogram was.
"I go to parties and I kiss people." She cleared her throat, "With outfits. It's a laugh."
"You were a little girl 5 minutes ago."
"You're worst than my aunt."
"Im the Doctor. Im worse than everybody's aunt," he argued before turning to the woman, "and that is not how im introducing myself." He picked up a radio and soniced it, the same message played translated in different languages before it turned off. "Ok, so it's everywhere, in every language. They're broadcasting to the whole world."
Star opened a window and looked up at the sky, looking for something but was greeting with a blue sky with a few white clouds, nothing unusual. "Nothing's different," she looked back at the Doctor.
"What's up there?" Amy asked, "What are you looking for?"
"Ok," the Doctor nodded, "Planet this size, two poles, your basic molten core…they're going to need a 40% fission blast." A young man entered and the Doctor walked over to him, "But they'll have to power it up first, wont they? So assuming a medium-sized starship, that's 20 minutes. What do you think, 20 minutes?"
"Give the man some space," Star called over to him.
"We've got 20 minutes."
"20 minutes to what?" Amy shook her head.
"Are you the Doctor?" the man questioned.
"They are, aren't they?" the woman cheered, "He's the Doctor. The raggedy Doctor and the blonde girl."
Star blinked at how the woman called her 'the blonde girl' Amy knew her name just like she knew the Doctor's, she shook her head, it had been 12 years, things would have been forgotten.
"Star," the Doctor said, automatically, "my daughter."
"All those cartoons you did when you were little. The Raggedy Doctor, it's him!"
"I know." Amy muttered.
"Cartoons?" the Doctor sat on the couch, looking at Amy, amused.
"Gran," the young man whispered to the old woman, "it's them, isn't it? It's really them!"
"Jeff, shut up!" Amy shouted at him, before turning to the Time Lords, "20 minutes to what?"
"The human residence," Star muttered, as she watched the eye in the TV, "They mean the whole planet, not your home."
"Somewhere up there, there's a spaceship and it's going to incinerate the planet." the Doctor signed, "20 minutes to the end of the world."
"Better not waste anymore time, then." Star stated.
~.~
"What is this place?" the Doctor asked as he, Star and Amy walked down the road, a little boy running the opposite direction with a toy helicopter, this clearly wasn't London, "where are we?"
"Leadworth," Amy stated.
"Where's the rest of it?"
"This is it."
"Is there an airport?"
"No."
"A nuclear power station?"
"No."
"Even a little one?"
"No."
"Nearest city?"
"Gloucester, half an hour by car."
"We don't have half an hour." Star murmured.
"Do we have a car?" the Doctor asked.
"No." Amy replied.
"Well, that's good! Fantastic, that it. 20 minutes to save the world and be got a post office. And it's shut! WHAT is that?" he pointed to the side and ran off to a small duck pond.
"Is it a puddle?" Star eyed it.
"It's a duck pond." Amy corrected.
"But there's no ducks?"
"There's never any ducks."
"Then how do you know it's a duck pond?" The Doctor turned to her.
"It just is. Is it important, the duck pond?"
"I don't know," he suddenly winced in pain as another regeneration tenor hit, "Why would I know?" he sat down on the ground; clutching his chest in pain, "I'm not ready." he looked at Star, "I'm not done yet."
Star knelt in front of him, pressing an ear to his chest, checking his heartbeat; she moved to the other side, "Both working," she murmured as his heart pounding gently. "Do you need tea? Could we get tea?" she looked back at Amy.
"Why do you need tea?" Amy eyed her oddly.
"I'm fine," the Doctor waved her off, "I don't need tea."
"Maybe a nap." Star suggested.
When suddenly the darkened.
"What's happening?" Amy looked up, "whys it going dark?" the sun had turned grey; it then flickered, before returning close to normal. "What's wrong with the sun?"
"Nothing," the Doctor replied, "you're looking at it thought a force-field. They've sealed of your upper atmosphere, now they're getting ready to boil the planet." Star helped him to his feet, eying him in concern, as he looked at the villagers who all seemed to be taking pictures of the sun with their phones, "oh and here they come, the human race. The end comes, as it was always going to, down to a video phone!"
"This isn't real, is it?" Amy decided, "This is some kind of big wind up."
"Why would we wind you up?" the Doctor frowned.
"You told me you had a time machine."
"And you believed us."
"Then I grew up."
"Oh, you really don't want to do that," Star groaned.
The Doctor smacked his head, realising something, "Hang on, I missed it. I saw it and I missed it, what did I see? I saw...what did I see?" he through track to moments ago when he saw a young nurse taking a picture not of the sun but of prisoner Zero. "20 minutes. I can do it. Do you think I can do it?" he looked at Star.
"YOU can't, but WE can." Star said.
He beamed at her, "20 minutes, the planet burns. Run to your loved ones and say goodbye, or stay and help us."
"No." Amy stated.
The Doctor blinked, "I'm sorry?"
"No!" she yelled in his face before grabbing his tie.
"Amy! No! No! What are you doing?"
"Amy! Stop!" Star shouted running after them, "That's not helping!"
Amy ignored them and pushed the Doctor against a car as the driver, an elderly man, stepped out. She slammed his tie into the door and locked it with the remote she nicked from the driver.
"Are you out of your mind?" the Doctor demanded.
"Who are you?" Amy looked between them, "Both of you?"
"You know who we are," Star told her gently, she could quite easily snap at her and shout but she knew if she do that it would only make matters worse.
"No, really, who are you?"
"Look at the sky!" the Doctor tried, "end of the world 20 minutes."
"Better talk quickly, then!"
"Amy, I am going to need my car back," the driver said.
"Yes, in a bit. Now go and have a coffee."
"Right, yes," the man headed off.
The Doctor reached into his pocket and tossed the apple to her, "catch," Amy looked down at the apple, a smiley face carved on, "I'm the Doctor. That's Star. We're time travellers. Everything we told you 12 years ago is true. We're real. What's happening in the sky is real, and if you don't let me go now, everything you've ever known is over."
"I don't believe you."
He gripped her wrist, "just 20 minutes. Just believe us for 20 minutes. Look at it. Fresh as the day you gave it to me. And you know it's the same in. Amy, believe for 20 minutes.
Amy looked down at the apple and then back up at him, "what do we do?" she unlocked the car door.
"Stop that nurse!" he ran off toward the nurse and grabbed the mans phone, "the suns going out, and you're photographing a man and a dog. Why?"
"Amy?" the boy frowned.
"Hi!" Amy smiled awkwardly, "oh this is Rory, he's a...friend."
"Boyfriend."
"Kind of boyfriend."
"Amy!"
"Man and dog, why?" the Doctor cut in.
"Oh, my god," Rory breathed, recognising them, "it's them!"
"Just answer his question, please," Amy almost pleaded.
"It's them, though. The Doctor. The raggedy Doctor and...Star, wasn't it?"
"Yeah, they came back."
"But they we're a story. They were a game."
The Doctor grabbed Rory by his shirt, "Man and dog, why? Tell me now."
"Sorry. Because he can't be there. Because he's..."
"In a hospital, in a coma." they finished in unison.
"Yeah."
"Knew it," the Doctor nodded, "multi-form, you see?" he let go of Rory's shirt. "Disguise itself as anything, but it needs a live feed, a psychic link with a living but dormant mind." Prisoner Zero snarled at them.
"Prisoner Zero," Star greeted as she and the Doctor walked closer.
"What," Rory's eyes widened, "there's a prisoner Zero too?"
"Yes." Amy replied.
"Don't worry Rory," Star shot him a reassuring smile, "we've got this," she sent him a wink.
There was an electrical buzzing and they looked up to see a spaceship fly over the green they were standing, the eye swivelling back and forth as it looked around.
The Doctor took his sonic screwdriver out of his pocket, "see, that ship up there is scanning this area for extra-terrestrial technology. And nothing says non-terrestrial like a sonic screwdriver." he held it above his head and turned it on.
Chaos endured on the street as streetlights shattered, car alarms went off, sirens went off and everyone began to panic. A fire truck drove past, chased by a fireman.
"I think someone's going to notice, don't you?" he lowered the sonic and aimed it at a phone box as Zero barked. The screwdriver sparked and fizzled, causing the Doctor to drop it. "No, no, no, don't do that"
"Look, it's going," Rory pointed as the ship turned and headed off.
"No, come back, he's here! Come back! He here, prisoner Zero is here! Come back, he's here! Prisoner Zero is..."
He trailed off a Zero disappeared down the drain.
"Doctor," Amy shouted him over, "the drain. It just sort of melted and went down the drain."
"Well, of course it did." the Doctor huffed.
"What do we do now?"
"It's hiding in human form. We need to drive it into the open," Star remarked.
"No TARDIS," the Doctor sighed, "no screwdriver, 17 minutes. Come on, think. Think!"
"So that thing," Amy peered down the drain, where Zero disappeared, "THAT hid in my house for 12 year?"
"Multi-forms can live for millennia," Star shrugged as through it was nothing, "12 years is nothing."
"So how come you show up again on the same day that lot do?" Amy looked at the Doctor, "the same minute?"
"They're looking for him, but followed me," the Doctor told her.
"Us," Star corrected instantly.
"They saw US," he looked at Star as she nodded, "through the crack got a fix. They're only late cos we are."
"What's he on about?" Rory shook his head.
"Now, sport, give me your phone."
"How can they be real? They were never real."
"Phone, now, give me!"
Rory handed him his phone, his gaze on Amy, "They were just a game. We were kids. You made me dress up as him."
Star frowned, eying Rory. The boy was a nurse, or a least training to be a nurse, she couldn't help but think that maybe he wanted to be a nurse to try and impress Amy, maybe he wanted to be a doctor since she was so fond of the Doctor, maybe a nurse was the next best thing.
The Doctor looked through the photos on Rory's phone, "these are all coma patients?"
"Yeah."
"No, they're all the multi-form. 8 comas, 8 disguises for prisoner Zero.
"He had a dog, though." Amy remembered, "There's a dog in a coma?"
"If the coma patient dreams he's walking a go the prisoner Zero gets a dog," Star explained.
"Laptop!" the Doctor suddenly shouted, "your friend, what was his name? Not him, the good-looking one."
"Thanks." Rory scoffed.
"Jeff." Amy answered instantly.
"Oh, thanks."
"I think you're the good-looking one to be honest," Star winked at him.
"Thanks?" he looked at her, not sure if she was being honest or just trying to make him feel better.
"He had a laptop in his bag, a laptop" the Doctor continued, "Big bag, big laptop. I need Jeff's laptop. You two get to the hospital, get everyone out, clear the whole floor. Phone Star when you're done." He chucked the phone at Star and the pair ran off.
The Doctor and Star ran into Jeff's bedroom to see him lying on his bed, laptop on his lap, "Hello. Laptop, give me!" he grabbed it.
"No, no, no, no," he grabbed onto his laptop, "Wait, hang on!"
"Its fine, give it here," he took the laptop and sat at the end of the bed, "Blimey! Get a girlfriend, Jeff."
Star hopped onto the bed next to him and peered at the screen, "Eww," she simple grimaced.
The Door opened and his gran entered, "Gran." He flushed.
"What are you doing?" his gran asked.
"The suns gone wibbly," the Doctor answered, "so right now, somewhere out there, there's going to be a big video conference call." He continued typing, "All the experts in the world panicking at once, and do you know what they need? Me." He winced as Star cleared her throat, "im mean US, I mean us, and here they all are. All the big boys. NASA, Jodrell Bank, Tokyo Space Centre, Patrick Moore."
"Ooh, I like Patrick Moore," Gran smiled.
"I'll get you his number, but watch out, he's a devil." the Doctor warned her.
"You can't just hack onto a call like that!" Jeff exclaimed. They could be arrested for that, he could be arrested! It was his laptop after all.
"You're right I can't..." he frowned a moment before handing the laptop to Star, "but she can."
"Really?" Star eyes lit up at being asked to do something do important.
"Yeah!"
She grinned, taking the physic paper, flashing it at the screen.
"Who are you?" someone asked, staring at the man and girl as Star finished typing, "This is a secure call, what are you doing?"
"Hello," the Doctor waved at the screen, "Yeah, I know, you should switch us off, but before you do, watch this," he nodded to Star who typed away again, getting excited.
"Its here too," someone else shouted, "I'm getting it."
"Fermat's Theorem, the proof, and I mean the real one, never seen before. Poor old Fermat got killed in a duel before he could write it down."
"Your fault," Star interrupted. "You slept in."
"Yeah, well. Oh, and here's an oldie but a goodie, why electrons have mass. And a personal favourite of mine, faster-than-light travel with two diagrams and a joke. Look at the screens. Whoever we are, we're geniuses. Look at the sun. You need all the help you can get. Fellas pay attention."
Star started to type on Rory's phone.
"Ma'am, what are to doing?" one of the experts asked.
"Oh, just writing a computer virus," she shrugged them off.
"She's very clever and very fast," the Doctor added, beaming at Star, "and a tiny bit alive. But don't let on. Why is she writing it in a phone? Nevermind, you'll find out."
"I'm sending this to all your computers," Star told them, "I want you to get everyone you work with to send this everywhere. Email, text, Facebook, Bebo, Twitter, radar dish, even Tumblr! Anything!"
"Any questions?" the Doctor asked.
"Who's your lady friend?" Patrick winked a Star.
"Excuse you!" she blinked at him, the same time the Doctor growled at the man, "Patrick, behave."
"What does this virus do?" someone else questioned.
"It's a reset command," the Doctor said, "it rest counters, it gets in the wifi and resets every counter it can find. Clocks, calendars, anything with a chip will default at Zero at exactly the same time. But, yeah, I could be lying, why should you trust us?"
"We'll let our best man explain," Star turned to Jeff, "that's you?"
Jeff blinked at her, "what?"
"Listen to me," the Doctor looked over at him, "in 10 minutes; you're going to be a legend. 10 minutes, everyone in that screen is found to be offering you any job you want. But first, you have to be magnificent. You have to make them trust you and get them working. This is it, Jeff. Right here, right now. This is when you fly. Today's the day you save the world."
"Why me?"
"It's your bedroom. Now, go, go, go." he and Star left the room.
"Ok, guys." Jeff took his laptop back, "let's do this.
Star peeked back through the door, "and don't forget to delete your internet history after." she left again.
They ran out the house.
~.~
The Doctor quickly drove to the hospital when the mobile ran, "Doctor?" Amy called on the line, "...Star? We're at the hospital, but we can't get though?"
"Have you seen yourself," Star rolled her eyes at how oblivious the ginger was, "just look in the mirror."
"Oh!"
"What did they say?" they heard Rory ask.
"Look in the mirror. Ha-ha! Uniform! Are you on your way? You're going to need a car."
"Don't worry," Star laughed, "We have a mode of transport," the Doctor turned the sirens in the fire engine he was driving as Star hung up.
"Are you in?" Star rang Amy up again as the Doctor grinned, screeching to a halt outside the hospital.
"Yup," Amy replied, "but so's prisoner Zero."
"Get out of there."
They heard them talking to someone else, but couldn't quite here.
"Hurry!" Star shouted at the Doctor as he sped up down the road.
"Oh, my god," they heard Rory breath down the phone.
"Amy?" the Doctor called down the phone.
"What's happening?" Star cried, "answer us!"
"Amy talk to us!"
"We're in the coma ward," Amy answered, "but its here, it's getting in."
"Which window?" Star asked.
"What, sorry?"
"Which window?" she repeated.
"First floor on the left," she said after a moment, "fourth from the end."
Star hung up again as the Doctor prepared the ladder, she moved into the drivers seat, ready to smash the window, a large smirked on her face.
The ladder of the fire engine smashed the window. Amy and Rory ducked down just in time as Star sent them a text warning them. And the Time Lords hurriedly climbed up the ladder and into the ward.
"Right!" the Doctor grinned, "Hello! Are we late?"
"Not yet." Star nodded to the clock, "3 minutes."
"There's still time."
"Time for what, Time Lords?" Prisoner Zero hissed in the form of a mother and two children.
"Take the disguise off, they'll find you in a heartbeat. Nobody dies."
"The Atraxi will kill me this time. If I am to die, let there be fire."
"Ha-ha, okay. You come to this world by opening a crack in space and time. Do it again. Just leave."
"I did not open the crack,"
"Then who did?" Star frowned the same time the Doctor said, "Somebody did."
"The cracks in the skin of the universe, don't you know where they came from?" both the Doctor and Star stared blankly at it, "you don't, do you?" Zero changed to talk in a little girl voice, though it spoke through the mother, mocking them, "the Doctor and his daughter in the TARDIS doesn't know. Doesn't know doesn't know." His voice changed back into the mothers, "the universe is cracked. The Pandorica will open. Silence will fall."
There was a noise from behind Zero, the Doctor gazed flickered over to it, "and, we're off. Look at that. Look, at that." He pointed at the clock on the wall, everyone looked at it. It now read 0:00. "Yeah, I know, just a clock, whatever, but d'you know what happening right now?" Zero turned back to him, "in one little bedroom, our team are working. Jeff and the world. And, d'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?" he pointed at Star wanted her to answer.
"The word is Zero," she smirked at prisoner Zero.
"Now, me, if I was up in the sky in the battleship, monitoring all Earth communication, 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?"
"And the source is here." Star pulled out Rory's phone from her back pocket of her jeans.
The Doctor grinned as there was a blinding white light form outside the windows "Ooh and I think they just found us!"
"The Atraxi are limited," Zero stated, "while im 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 favourite bit. Do you know what this phone is full of? Pictures of you. Every form you've learned to take, right here. Oh, and, being uploaded, about…now. And the final score is, no TARDIS, no screwdriver, 2 minutes to spare…who da man?!" they all stared at him unimpressed as Star face palmed, this one was certainly a lot more childish that last time.
The Doctor looked at them all, pouting, "…Oh. Well, im just, never saying that again. Fine."
"Then I shall take a new form."
"Oh, stop it, you know you can't. Takes months to form that kind of psychic link."
"And I've had years." Zero started to glow orange, transforming.
"Amy," Star realised, whipping around and caught her, gently laying her on the ground as she collapsed.
"No!" the Doctor cried, spinning around, "Amy!" he knelt next to her, and placed his hand on her face, "you've gotta hold on! Amy! Don't sleep! You've gotta stay awake, please!"
"Doctor!" Rory called.
He pointed at Zero, now transformed into himself.
"…well that's rubbish. Who's that supposed to be?"
"That's you." Star whispered to him.
"Me?" he looked at her, "is that what I look like?"
She nodded, "and the floppy hair."
"You don't know?" Rory frowned, confused that someone didn't know what the looked like.
"Busy day," the Doctor waved him off, he stood up and faced the Zero version of himself, "why me, though? You're linked with her! Why are you copying me?"
"Im not," Zero replied and a young Amelia peeked around him, holding his hand. "Poor Amelia Pond," he spoke through her, "still such a child inside. Dreaming of the magic Doctor she knows will return to save her. What a disappointment you've been."
"No," Star began, kneeling next to Amy, "she's dreaming about you because she can hear you."
"Why not Star? She was also there."
Young Amelia merely shrugged, "not as much of an impact."
The Doctor crouched next to Amy again, "Amy. Don't just her me, listen. Remember the room, the room in your house you couldn't see. Remember you went inside, Star and I tried to stop you but you did. You went in the room. You went inside. Amy…dream about what you saw.
"No!" Zero suddenly shouted, "no. no!" he glowed orange again and transformed into his true form, an eel-like creature with sharp teeth.
"Congratulations," Star mock-clapped him, "A perfect impersonation of yourself."
"Prisoner Zero is located," the Atraxi stated as the light beamed around him, trapping him, "Prisoner Zero is restrained."
"Silence, Doctor." Zero hissed at him, as they stood face-to-face, "Silence will fall." He faded away and the Atraxi ship powered up and left.
The Doctor ran to the window, satisfied but non to pleased. He took the phone off Star and dialled.
"The…the sun," Rory began, crouching next to Amy, his hand in her, having not let go of it, "is back to normal, right? That's…that's good, yeah? That means its over." The Doctor ruffled his hair and walked over as Amy slowly awoke. "Amy? Are you okay? Are you with us?"
"What happened?" Amy winced.
"Don't sit up too quickly," Star warned her, "don't want to hurt your head even more."
"He did it," Rory smiled, "THEY, did it." he corrected sending an apologetic smile to Star who just shrugged him off, the Doctor did do most off it, just like always, something's never change.
"No we didn't," the Doctor shook his head.
"What are you doing?"
"He's tracking the signal back," Star informed him, "sorry for the bill by the way. Um, I'll pay it back for you."
"Oi!" the Doctor called into the phone, "I didn't say you could go! Article 57 of the Shadow Proclamation. This is a fully established lever 5 planet. And you were gonna burn it? What? Did you think no one was watching? You lot. Back here, now." He hung up and tossed the phone to Rory, who caught it, "okay. Now I've done it." he strode out of the room, before coming back and grabbing Stars hand, much to her surprise. They both strode back out the room.
"Uh, did he just bring them back?" Rory asked in confusion, as Amy followed them out the room, "did he just save the world from aliens, and then bring all the aliens back again?" he sighed and followed them all out.
"Where are you going?" Amy called after them.
"The roof!" The Doctor answered over his shoulder, "No. Hang on." He turned into a cloakroom, pulling Star with him.
He looked around the room, picking up random clothes, holding onto some, flinging some over his shoulder. Rory picked up the clothes he threw to the floor.
"What's in here?"
"Im saving the world, I need a decent shirt! To hell with the raggedy, time to put on a show!" he spun around with a coat, before dropping it to the floor.
"Now?" Star sighed, "Really? The TARDIS has a wonderful wardrobe with many clothes but you want to steal clothes from a hospital. An Earth hospital.
"You've just summoned aliens back to Earth!" Rory exclaimed, "Actual aliens! Deadly aliens! Aliens…of death, and…now you've…taking your clothes off. Amy, he's taking his clothes off."
"At least wait for me to turn around," Star grimaced.
"Turn your back if it embarrasses you." He called over his shoulder, unbuttoning his shirt.
"I have done," Star called back as she faced the wall.
Rory too turned around, "are you stealing clothes now?" he casted the odd glance at Amy, "those clothes belong to people, you know!"
"…Are you not gonna turn you back?" Rory glanced at Amy.
"Nope," She replied smugly, watching the Doctor changed.
Star frowned at Amy, her boyfriend was in the room, but she wasn't hiding the fact that she was watching another man change right in front of her, "Rory, why don't you start stripping as well," she teased, "you could have a strip contest." She laughed as Rory opened his mouth, clearly embarrassed, "im kidding, you'd win." And with that she spun Amy around, not allowing her to look back.
~.~
The Doctor stepped out onto the roof. The Doctor had 5 different ties around his neck, a pinkish shirt and pants with suspenders. They walked towards the Atraxi ship that was waiting for them.
"So, this was a good idea, was it?" Amy asked, eying them, "they were leaving?"
"Leaving is good," the Doctor nodded, "never coming back is better," he yelled up at the Atraxi ship, "come on then! The Doctor will see you now!"
The eye of the ship zoomed down to the group on the roof, examining the Doctor. A blue light scanned him. The Doctor waited patiently for it to finish before he pulled up his braces.
"You are not of this world." The Atraxi stated.
"No, neither's Star, but we've both put a lot of work into it," he fiddled with his new ties, deciding which one is better, "um...uh...I dunno," he held one out to Star, "What do you think?"
"How about no." She pulled a face at his new choice of fashion.
"Is this world important?" the Atraxi asked.
"Important?!" Star scoffed, "what do you mean 'important?' 6 billion people live here! Is that important? How about a better question: is this world a threat to the Atraxi?" The Doctor chuckled at how protective she was of the planet, before he threw a few ties back to Amy and Rory, "Well? Is Earth threat? im waiting for an answer."
The same blue light streaked outwards and created a hologram of the globe. It flicked through different parts of Earth history, proving Earth was not a threat.
"…No." the Atraxi decided.
"Exactly."
"Are the people of this world guilty of any crime by the laws of the Atraxi?" the Doctor asked.
"No." the Atraxi said.
"Okay! One more, just one. Is this world protected?" he watched as the projection changed to his enemies, Daleks, Cybermen, the Racnoss, Ood, Sycorax, Reapers, Hath, "cause you're not the first to have come here. Oh, there have been SO many. And what you've got to ask is…what happened to them."
The projection changed again, this time showing all in different regenerations, Star watched closing, as she had seen hardly any of them. The Doctor stepped through the hologram as the 10th Doctor was showed, "Hello, im the Doctor," he let out a small laugh, "Basically. Run."
The ship shot up into the sky, leaving hurriedly. Amy laughed as the Doctor and Star grinned up at the sky when the Doctor jerked suddenly, he pulled out the TARDIS key, it glowed orange.
"Is that it?" Amy squinted up at the sky, but they didn't hear what else she said as they took of running through the hospital and…
~.~
…Back to Amy's house, to the TARDIS. Where the old girl stood even bluer than before and no longer, damaged and destroyed.
"Okay," the Doctor breathed as they walked towards the box, "What have you got for us this time?" he pulled out his key and unlocked the doors, the Time Lords stared in awe as they were bathed in an orange glow, "look at you. Oh, you sexy thing. Look at you!"
"You beautiful old girl!" Star smiled as they entered. The grilling was gone and replaced with a glass floor. Stairwells led down the hallways. Steps leading down to under the console. This time the box was brighter, more welcoming. "Lets she what you've got." And with that they dematerialised.
~.~
The TARDIS re-materialised in Amy's back garden, they quietly stepped outside and waited for Amy as she dashed over to them, just finished putting her dressing gown on.
"…Its you," she gaped at them, "you came back."
"Course we came back," the Doctor grinned, as he leaned against the doorway, "we always come back. Something wrong with that?"
"And you kept the clothes?"
"Well, I just saved the world. The whole planet, for about the millionth time, no charge, yeah. Shoot me. I kept the clothes."
"Including the bow tie."
"Yeah. Its cool." He adjusted it, "bow ties are cool. Star likes it, don't you?"
She thought for a minute, "it…suits you." She offered instead and shook her head as he beamed.
"Are you from another planet?" Amy asked suddenly.
"Yeah." The Doctor nodded, "both of us."
"Kay…"
"So what do you think?"
"What?"
"Other planets wanna check some out?"
"What does that mean?"
"It means…" Star sighed, "Do you want to be his companion?"
"HIS companion?" Amy confirmed.
"…Yeah?" Star began, not sure why Amy wanted to check it was his companion and not her, she could take a companion, as long as the Doctor had one first. That's how her bond with the TARDIS worked; because she was the second pilot she could only have a companion as long as the first pilot had one. "His."
"Where?"
"Wherever you like?" the Doctor smiled, smugly.
Amy eyed the TARDIS, "all that stuff that happened, the hospital, the spaceships, prisoner Zero…"
"Oh, don't worry, that's just the beginning, there's loads more."
"Yeah, but those things, those…amazing things, all that stuff."
Star frowned at Amy before realising something, "how long ago was that for you?"
"2 years ago!"
The Doctor winced at that as Star closed her eyes, exasperated. That's what happens when neither passed their tests, although Star did, second go, "Oooh. Oops. So that's…"
"14 years!" Amy glared at him.
"14 years since fish custard. Amy Pond. The girl who waited, you've waited long enough."
"…when I was a kid, you said there was a swimming pool. And a library and the swimming pool was in the library."
"Yeah," he nodded, "not sure where its got to now, its turn up! So! Coming?"
"No," she shook her head.
"You wanted to come 14 years ago." Star reminded her.
"I grew up."
"Don't. Don't EVER grow up."
"We'll soon fix that." The Doctor agreed. He clicked his fingers and the TARDIS doors opened up. Amy stared inside, she laughed as she looked at the Doctor who looked back at her rather smug, she followed Star inside, the Doctor stepped in after her. "Well? Anything you wanna say? Any passing remarks? I've heard them all."
Amy stared around, eyes wide, before offering, "…im in my nightie."
"Oh, don't worry," Star waved her off, "Te wardrobe has plenty of clothes you can wear. I'll so you later." She tilted her head in thought, "Maybe the swimming pool will turn up there, although, maybe not, otherwise all the clothes will get wet."
"So!" the Doctor clapped his hands together, bounding up to the console, "all of time and space, everything that ever happened or that ever will. Where do you want to start?"
"You are so sure that im coming," Amy smirked at him.
"Yeah. I am."
"Why?"
"Cause you're the Scottish girl, in the English village, and I know how that feels."
"Oh, do you?"
"Well, all these years living here, most of your life and you've still got that accent. Yeah, you're coming." He dinged a small bell on the console.
"Can you get me back for tomorrow morning?"
"Amy, it's a time machine," Star reminded her, "we can get you back for 5 minutes ago, except that would cause a paradox and you don't what one of those. Why? What's tomorrow?"
"Nothing. Nothing! Just, you know. Stuff."
"All right, then," the Doctor shrugged, "back in time for stuff…oh!" he grinned as a new sonic appeared, "a new one!" he pointed at Star, testing it, "Lovely." He leaned patted the console, "thanks dear."
"Why me?" Amy had to ask him.
"Why not?" he countered.
"No, seriously. You are asking me to run away with you in the middle of the night, it's a fair question. Why me?"
"Dunno! Fun! Do I have to have a reason?"
"People always have a reason."
"Do I look like people?"
"Nope." Star replied automatically.
"Oi!" he pointed a playful warning finger at her, the same time Amy answered with "Yes!"
"Been knocking around on our own for a while, our choice," the Doctor told her.
"We just wanted some bonding time," Star added, "but the Doctor started to go bonkers without able to impress any one. And…well, there hasn't been a human around since I've been around," she looked to the ground. She blamed herself for what happened with Donna, she didn't know why, she wouldn't even know the woman was still in the TARDIS if it wasn't for the Doctor shouted, but she still couldn't help the guilt that followed.
"You're lonely;" Amy nodded, understanding, although she sounded slightly disappointed in that reason, "that's it. Just that."
"Just that," the Doctor nodded, though his gaze was on Star, "promise."
"Okay." Amy accepted, not particularly happy.
Star made her way around the new TV screen, when something caught her eye, the same crack from Amy's wall appeared on it, turned the screen off and frowned at Amy.
"So you're okay then?" the Doctor eyed the ginger, "cause this place. Sometimes it can make people feel a bit…you know."
"I'm fine," she swallowed, "fine. It's just…there's a whole new world in here, just like you said. It's all true. I thought, well, I'd, I'd started to think that maybe you were just like a…madman with a box."
"Amy Pond, there's something you better understand about us, cause it's important, and one day, your life may depend on it. I am definitely a madman with a box. Although Star is madder, aren't you?" he grinned at her.
"Oh," she scoffed, very upset and insulted, "Jeez, thanks." She strode off down one of the new corridors.
"Where are you going?" he called after her, knowing that he said the wrong thing.
"To find my room. You never know maybe the swimming pools in there!"