A/N: Hey! Welcome to the seventh story in my third(!) OC series, the Heart of Time Saga, A Fallen Angel. I would recommend any new readers checking this out first read the six preceding stories of the saga (A Treasured Discovery, Meeting of the Minds, Hearts to Hearts, Fading, Mated Souls, and Among the Forgotten) to really understand who my OC is, her unique abilities, and where she is in her relationship with the Doctor, what happened between them. Believe me, they NEED to be read, especially the last story. This will be a Doctor/OC series, the pairing name officially called Thella, featuring my OC The Angel, AKA the Time Lady Nella, a woman with quite a few gifts.
As a treat for readers, if we ever make it through 100 reviews, for each hundred I will post a 'sneak peek' of something happening later in Series 6. If we happen to make it to 500(!), then I'll give a one line teaser for something big that will be happening in the NEXT story for Series 7 :)
Quick physical description: Angel, on her 11th body, is an average-height woman (but just a bit shorter than the 10th Doctor) with long, black hair that she tends to wear half-up, half-down, and sharp grey eyes with speckles of gold in them, which are a part of the Vortex inside her peeking out. She also seems to have similar ears to Captain Jack, just to throw that in :) She tends to wear a blue (-cough- TARDIS blue -cough-) short sleeved, tunic-style dress, with a ruffle-trim near the round neckline which makes it seem flowy. Originally she also had a thick black belt but has foregone it due to her pregnancy, but she does still wear her black cowboy boots. She also wears a Whitepoint Star necklace the 10th Doctor gifted her with before he regenerated. She loves dressing up in period style clothing for those trips :) I picture her to look something like Rachel Weisz.
Every chapter (except 'mini-sode' chapters) will be at the very least 4,000 words. I have been making it to about 5,000 so far but there may be a few that fall to 4,000 depending on how much I liked that episode (just so you have fair warning). Every episode will be broken up into three chapters that has a special title to it, so the longer episode titles (like A Good Man Goes To War, etc) will be shortened to AGMGTW to fit the title. Some mini-sodes won't have a special title to it if they already have a title sort of thing :) The holiday specials however will be posted in 5 chapters since they are quite a bit longer. The mini-sode chapters will be only 1 chapter long :) This story will be at least 51 chapters long and will be updated EVERY DAY which should make for a YEAR of DW! Woo! :)
~8~ is a scene break
'italics' is telepathic communication between the Doctor and Angel
'...words...' or ...action... is Angel hearing/seeing the future
~oOo~ memory-flashes for the Doctor
Disclaimer 1: I do not own Doctor Who or things from the show, just my OC and some original aspects...or I would be rich enough to dedicate my time to writing 24/7 :)
Disclaimer 2: My OC is not associated with any DW stories that also have a Time Lady named The Angel.
Enjoy!
~8~
Space & Time
Angel smiled as she sat on the Doctor's hanging harness beneath the console's glass floor, swinging just a tiny bit as she watched Rory changing the thermo-couplings all by himself, well, with a few called and gentle instructions from her. But for the most part he was handling himself just fine. It really warmed her hearts to see her companion doing so well on his own. She'd noticed a change in the man since he'd joined them on their adventures, he was slowly becoming more confident, more sure of himself, more determined. It made her so happy to see him thriving and growing and she hoped that maybe she had had a little hand in it. He really did remind her SO MUCH of Mickey Smith. Now, looking back on it and at all the people she had offered to be her companion that had said no, she knew why. She was happy Rory was her second companion, he wasjust what she needed at the moment. Mickey Smith had been her first companion and he was exactly like the Doctor had been to Sarah Jane, an incredibly tough act to follow. But Rory was making his own way, had carved out his own spot in her hearts, and had become such an important part of her life.
And she always made sure that he knew that too. Everyone always underestimated how impacting little things could be. A compliment, a small bit of praise, a kind word, a hug, anything at all, just some small form of encouragement could do wonders! And the little smile that Rory always gave, the look of realization in his eyes when he realized he HAD done something amazing or correct was just brilliant. She liked seeing that reaction in him, when he'd blink and start to smile and nod to himself like he'd just realized he had done something he hadn't known he could. Every time she saw it she saw him grow and be happier. And that was so important to her, to see him happy, to remind him he was this amazing brilliant man.
He deserved it. He truly did deserve to know how remarkable he was. Remarkable Rory. Just like Magnificent Mickey.
She glanced up to see the Doctor on his back on a small rolling board, working under a panel of the console, and frowned, her hand dropping to her stomach. Yes, she was glad Rory was her companion, she needed someone now that the Doctor was so distant. Not just a nurse, though it helped considering her was pregnant and Rory was very good with pregnancy apparently, he'd worked numerous hours in the nursery of the hospital, loving children as much as he did. But...she just needed one person that she could talk to, and Rory was it. Sarah Jane was another yes, but she had her own family to look out for, her own work protecting the Earth, and she was on Earth too like Rory was there with them. Rory was perfect, so kind and understanding and compassionate, and true to his word. He hadn't told Amy or the Doctor about her yet, which she was thankful for. She knew it was wrong to ask him to keep that secret from his wife, but he did it, for her, and she had never been more grateful.
She just...she didn't want too many people to know because...it would hurt that much more if she lost the baby. Because she felt like she would not only have lost something so important to her, but...she would have hurt her family too. That baby, as soon as it was born or even learned about really, would become a part of the family, a part of their hearts. It would hurt them to lose as well and that would kill her even more to know SHE had hurt her family too. Even if it wasn't her fault, even if she couldn't control it, even if it just...happened...SHE was the mother, it was her job to protect her baby and see it healthy and happy and...she would have failed if she lost it.
Her thoughts were cut off, thankfully, when she heard footsteps above her as Amy walked over to the Doctor, "Hey!"
He rolled out from under the console to smile up at her, "HEY!" before rolling back under.
Amy smiled and shook her head, crouching down to pull him out by his braces, "Listen can we talk?"
The Doctor's eyes widened, "RORY!" before frantically scrambling back under.
Amy rolled her eyes and yanked him out once more, "No, shut up. I just got a question that's all…"
"What's wrong?" Angel called from under the console, looking up.
"You ok up there?" Rory asked.
"Yeah, fine, no problem!" the Doctor nodded.
Amy frowned and stood, putting her hands on her hips as she looked down at her husband and his Pilot, "What are you doing?"
"Helping Angel," Rory shrugged.
He'd come down to ask Angel if she wanted an examination done before he and Amy were dropped off for a short 'break' from the travelling. From what he'd learned about Time Lord pregnancies...which wasn't all that much really...Angel was probably nearing the end of her first trimester or at the start of her second and he wanted to check on her and the baby, but then he'd seen her hunched over something under the console floor with a blowtorch and immediately run over. He was under the firm belief that pregnant women ought not to over exert themselves and, given how little he really knew of Time Lord pregnancies, really only knowing the length of them, he was even more concerned for Angel. He knew she was under a lot of stress and the extra work on the TARDIS, no matter how much she enjoyed it, needed to be toned down. So he'd taken it upon himself to do the work for her, to the best of his ability.
Which reminded him...
He turned to Angel, "It's humming...is that ok?" he'd much rather ask HER than than the Doctor, she'd give him an answer...the Doctor would probably ramble off on a tangent about different types of humming in different species to avoid answering the question because he didn't know the actual answer.
Angel smiled, fiddling with her Whitepoint Star necklace, and nodded, "Yeah, the TARDIS does that whenever we enter conceptual space. Really shouldn't," she looked up at the Doctor, "But someone crossed wires some time ago that I have yet to find!"
The Doctor rolled his eyes, "I told you, it always made that noise!"
"Conceptual space?" Rory frowned.
Angel opened her mouth to explain when the Doctor decided to do it, "Imagine a banana or anything curved!" then paused to think, "Actually don't, since it's not curved or like a banana…forget the banana."
Rory nodded, that was exactly why he asked Angel questions about time and space and TARDISes.
Amy glanced down as Angel pointed something out and Rory moved to do it, "Uh, is he helping you fly the TARDIS?"
"A bit, yeah," Angel replied before focusing on Rory, "Now we just need to attach thermo-couplings 2, 7, and 11," she reached out and nudged his arm as he passed her to get them, "Just like I showed you."
Rory smiled and nodded, getting to work.
Amy looked at the Doctor as he rolled off the board to get up and check his work on the console, "How come he gets a go?"
"Because he's my companion!" Angel called up to her.
Which made Amy round on the Doctor, "You never let me have a go Doctor!"
"Because I also had a bad feeling about it," Angel added with a laugh. She'd learned the hard way through teaching Amy the basics of flying the TARDIS NOT to leave her unattended or let her fly without supervision. She was just fine when she was just helping them hit a button or pull a lever just out of reach...but actually flying the TARDIS...well, she wasn't going to risk the box in that sense, not when she risked enough just letting the Doctor pilot.
Amy let out a small mock-offended scoff.
"Quite right too," Rory laughed, moving to lean against a beam to look at Angel as he held one of the thermo-couplings, nudging her leg with his foot, "I let her drive my car once."
"Yeah," Amy scoffed, "To the end of the road!"
Angel smiled, sensing where this was going, "How'd that work out?"
"Well, let's just say..." Rory smiled, "There was an unexpected house. According to Amy."
Angel started laughing, which made Rory beam to hear, he didn't often her her laugh much and he knew that she deserved to laugh more, to be happy more.
Amy shook her head, though she was smiling at seeing her husband and Angel getting along so well, "He's jealous Angel, because I passed my test first time."
"You cheated," he countered, making his way to the base of the console again, "You wore a skirt."
"I didn't wear a skirt."
"Luck would have worked too," he mumbled, getting back to work.
The Doctor smiled at the three of them, moving to hunch over the controls, only to look over a moment later and come face-to-face with Amy's legs, straightening quickly to walk around to the other end of the console, his smile fading though when he heard Angel laughing at Rory's remarks. For some reason...it hurt...to hear another man making her laugh. But he shook his head, Rory was her companion, it made sense they'd be friends. It was good they were friends. Very good. Wasn't it?
"No, no, I did wear a skirt. But it was any old skirt."
"You ever see Amy drive Doctor?" Rory called up to the man.
"No!" he replied.
"Neither did her driving examiner."
"Actually," Amy paused in thought, "It was this one...it was this skirt."
"Eyes front soldier," Angel called to Rory, seeing him about to look up...
Only for the TARDIS to go dark moments later.
Angel winced and hunched over, sucking in a breath of air, feeling her insides twisting.
"What was that?" Amy looked around.
"Rory did you drop a thermo-coupling?!" the Doctor asked.
"Sorry..." Rory admitted.
"Oh how did you do that?!" he strode over and looked down through the floor at him, "I told you don't drop them! Angel specifically mentioned not dropping them too!"
At the mention of Angel, Rory looked over, his eyes widening at seeing her almost struggling to breathe, clutching her stomach. He ran to her side, kneeling down before her to put his hands over hers, trying to see what was wrong, but she had her eyes clenched in pain, tears in the corners of them.
"What is it?" Rory breathed, trying to help her, frantic.
"It hurts..." she ground out quietly as he frantically checked her over, trying to see what was wrong, all his training as a nurse flying out the window at the sight of her in such sudden pain.
"It was my fault," Amy continued above them, both her and the Doctor oblivious to Angel's plight in the darkness.
"Of course it wasn't your fault," the Doctor waved her off, heading to the console to try and get the power back on.
"No, it really was."
"How can it be your fault?"
"Because it was my skirt, and my husband, and your glass floor."
"Oh!" he grimaced, realizing what Rory had done, what had distracted him, "Rory!" he turned to look through the floor again, only to see Rory with Angel, something clearly very wrong, "Angel?" he called, pulling Amy's attention over as well, "What's wrong?" he turned and ran down the stairs with Amy.
"What happened?" Amy gasped, seeing Angel nearly curled up on the harness, shaking, sweating.
"The...emergency materialization..." Angel whimpered, "The TARDIS is inside herself. Feels like I'm...being crushed from the inside..." she let out a groan.
The Doctor's eyes widened and he ran to a lever on a pole, switching it on, turning on the lights. He moved towards the stairs that led from the console to the main doors, Amy after him as Rory remained with Angel, trying to help her up, wanting to get her off the harness and upstairs to the jump seat where she'd be more stable. The Doctor gaped at the sight of another TARDIS inside the console room, just by the main doors.
"Doctor...what's happened?" Amy stared.
"Like Angel said, emergency materialization...means the TARDIS locked on to the safest space available...which was the TARDIS and materialized inside of itself."
"That's not supposed to happen is it?" Amy frowned as he moved closer to it, touching the door only to snap his hand back as the wood shocked him, "What are you doing?"
"Absolutely no idea," he breathed, before grabbing the doors and throwing them open, ignoring the sting as the mini-TARDIS tried to shock him again, dashing through them...and stepping out of the larger main doors.
"Uh, ok that is a bit weird."
The Doctor reached back and stuck his arm through the larger doors, waving it out of the smaller doors.
Rory looked over from where he was kneeling before Angel, now on the jump seat, "That is actually pretty cool."
"Oh," the Doctor frowned, stalking back up the stairs towards them, "I'm glad you're entertained Rory, now that were stuck here for all eternity. At least you won't be bored."
"Wait, what?" Amy ran after him, "We're stuck?"
The Doctor looked at Angel, not even needing the sonic to know that her connection to the TARDIS was what was affecting her so much, "The inside of the TARDIS is now joined to the outside of the TARDIS. Worse than a time loop, a space loop. Nothing can enter or leave this ship ever again," he swallowed hard, knowing that the longer they were there, the worse Angel would get.
Angel suddenly hunched over with a cry of pain, opening her eyes to reveal swirls of the Vortex within them, her skin starting to ripple with soft waves of the energy as well...just as the larger doors opened and a second Amy walked in, "Ok kids, this is where it gets complicated."
"Who the hell are you?" Amy turned to the other her.
Rory didn't even look over as he tried to rub Angel's back, trying to get her to breathe, his other hand resting on her knee. He could see whatever was wrong with the TARDIS was hurting her, worse yet, he could see that it might be hurting the baby as well. He felt awful. This was all his fault, if he hadn't insisted on working on the TARDIS instead of Angel then he never would have been holding the thermo-coupling that he dropped, this never would have happened. Angel wouldn't be hurting.
His thoughts were cut off when Angel reached out and grabbed his hand as it rested on her knee, squeezing it, whether knowing where his mind had gone and trying to stop him thinking that or just needing comfort he didn't know, but he squeezed her hand back, his heart racing, hoping the Doctor could work out what had happened and help her!
"I'm you from your future!" the second Amy smiled.
"Doctor..." Angel groaned.
"Tell me exactly what's happened," the Doctor turned to the second Amy, his hearts starting to pound at the pain in Angel's voice, "Quickly!" he snapped when the second Amy was silent. All he could hear in his mind was 'help Angel, help Angel, helpAngelhelpAngelhelpAngel...' over and over...
~oOo~
"Mr. Connolly..." he said warningly, not about to let anyone get in the way of him saving Angel. If the man didn't let Tommy talk...well...he could scarcely be held responsible for his actions.
"Shut your face, you...whoever you are, we can handle this ourselves," Eddie glared at him, him stiffening, about ready to punch the man when he turned back to his son, "Listen you, little twerp. You're hardly out of the bloomin' cradle, so I don't expect you to understand. But I've got a position to maintain. People round here respect me. It MATTERS what people THINK."
His fists clenched, his hearts racing so fast he was sure they would beat out of his chest. He could hear them pounding in his ears, his breathing coming in labored as he began to shake. His mind was racing but all he could hear was Help Angel. Save her. Save his Mate. Help AngelSave herSave his Mate. HelpAngelsavehersavehisMate. Over and over and over in his mind, growing stronger with every beat of his hearts...
He needed to DO something!
~oOo~
"The exterior shell of the TARDIS has drifted forwards in time," the second Amy hurried to explain, "If you step into the box now, you step inside the control room a tiny bit into the past."
"I don't understand," Amy held up a hand to slow down her explanation.
"Neither do I."
"But you just said it!"
"No, I'm just repeating it. I'm just remembering what I heard myself saying when I was standing where you are now and repeating it. I'm just repeating this too, and this, and this…"
"I still don't understand."
"You still don't."
"Oi!" Rory cut in as Angel started wheezing, her other hand clutching at the center of her chest, the gold rippling more, "Get on with it!"
"Ok, right," the Doctor nodded, shaking his head quickly to try and focus on what was happening and what he could to do stop it instead of how much pain Angel was clearly in and how much it was terrifying him to see her so hurt...if he could stop it, she'd be fine again. He turned to the second Amy, "When does this Amy step inside the box? We need to maintain the timeline."
"Ah, as soon as she slapped Rory," the second Amy answered.
Amy nodded, very ok with that, "Ok."
"No," Rory frowned up at her, "Why do I get slapped?"
He really didn't mind it, actually, getting slapped, if it would save Angel, help her, but if Amy was slapping him just as a joke or just for the sake of slapping him...that he had an issue with. Because that was just a waste of time that could be spent helping Angel!
"Chain of events..." Angel ground out.
"Shh," Rory turned to her, pushing a lock of hair behind her ears, somewhere in the back of his mind wondering why HE was the only one trying to comfort her, "Don't speak..."
He didn't even notice the Doctor frowning at him, having seen that little action before he shook his head, wincing as he closed his eyes at the sight, "We have to stick to the established chain of events. One mistake and the whole timeline could collapse. We'd end up with two Amy Pond's forever! And then what would you do?"
"Go absolutely barking mad," Rory muttered to Angel, trying to make her laugh.
Amy let out a mock-offended noise and slapped him upside the head, succeeding in getting Angel to let out a small laugh despite the tears in her eyes.
"Ok," the Doctor grabbed Amy's arm, leading her down to the smaller box, that would have to do, he wasn't going to risk waiting for Amy to really slap Rory, a slap on the back of the head was good enough for him and had better be good enough for the timelines or he'd be very cross, "You into the police box, now!"
"What, and then I become her?" Amy nodded at her second self.
"Yes, go, go, go!"
Amy moved to enter, but glanced at herself, "Do I really look like that?"
"Yeah, yeah you do," the second Amy smiled.
"Mmm, I'd give you a driving license."
"Oh I bet you would."
"Amy go!" Rory shouted, seeing Angel starting to shake again, scrunching her eyes shut, "Now Amy!"
"Right," Amy nodded, moving to enter again when she had to ask, "What's the first line?"
"Ok, kids this is where it gets complicated," the second Amy reminded her.
"Gotcha," Amy nodded, entering the small doors.
"Hang on," Rory whispered to Angel, squeezing her hand, "It's almost over."
"So, is that it?" the second Amy ran over to them, moving to Angel's side, crouching down to put her hand on Angel's back, rubbing it, wanting to help, "Are you ok?" she asked Angel.
"No," she whimpered.
"No," the Doctor agreed, "We're still trapped."
Amy looked over, frowning when she saw the Doctor at the console, rushing around it instead of fretting over Angel, snapping his hand away from various controls as they sparked, the box humming angrily as though noticing the same thing...but...she could see something else. He WAS worried, just as worried as they were...no...MORE worried. She could see it in his face, in his expression, in how jerky he was moving, how frantically...he was more worried than the two of them combined and...he wasn't looking at Angel. Every time his gaze neared her, he would jerk it away, as though looking at her was too painful...as though it would only serve to make him more panicked and, knowing that it wouldn't help, he was trying to avoid that.
"No," Angel shook her head, pulling Amy's attention back, "I mean...no!" she hunched over, curling in on herself, as the large doors opened again and third Amy and second Rory entered.
"Seriously?!" Rory nearly shouted, nearly at his wit's end about this, the golden hue was stronger now, not just rippling in a soft manner but moving in waves around Angel.
"What are you doing?!" the Doctor demanded, spinning to the new duo that had entered.
"You told us to get into the police box," the second Rory tried to explain as quickly as he could, "Well, from your point of view, you're about to tell us to get into the police box. From our point of view, you just told us to get into the police box. Which is why we got into the police box. Which is why we're here…"
"Do I have to remember all of that?" Rory stared at him, "No, do I have to SAY all that?" what a waste of time!
"It sort of just happens. And yeah, gotta stick to the timelines..."
"Hi!" the second Amy waved to herself.
"Hi!" the third waved back, seeing a small smile on the second her's face that she knew meant she was just trying to lighten the situation.
"Oi!" both Rorys shouted, worried for Angel who was actually crying now.
"Stop that!" the Doctor agreed, seeing that as well, grabbing the second Amy, "You two," and pulling Rory up and away from Angel, "Into the police box, now, run!"
"So what now?" the third Amy called as the others disappeared, the Doctor kneeling by Angel, his hearts racing.
"Angel," he whispered, taking her head in his hands, his hearts breaking to see the absolute agony on her face, "Just hold on," he told her softly, turning to look at the Ponds as they took a step towards them, "You two stay where you are!" he shouted at them, jumping up and turning to the console.
"What are you doing?" the second Rory demanded, seeing him turning away from Angel as she trembled, the gold swirling around her.
"I'm setting up a controlled temporal implosion. It's the only way to reset the TARDIS. But unless I find exactly the right lever to control the implosion…we're all going to die."
"You don't know which lever?" the third Amy gave him a look.
"No…" he smiled, "But I'm about to find out," he winced, realizing what this would mean, "Sorry Angel."
Angel actually let out a muffled scream as the gold began to swarm around her, the girl starting to glow now as the large doors opened and a second Doctor ran in.
"The wibbly lever!" he shouted.
"The wibbly lever!" the Doctor pulled it, "Thank you!" and darted into the other TARDIS.
The second Rory didn't bother waiting a second longer, running over to Angel's side as the box inside the console room started to fade, breathing a sigh of relief as the gold started to dim around Angel as well, actually pulsing with the wheezing noises as it lessened...
"Ok!" the second Doctor cheered, "We're back in normal flight! The TARDIS is no longer inside itself, the localized time field is no longer about to implode and rip a hole in all causality. But, just in case…" he looked at Amy, "Pond put some trousers on," before making his way to the console, "You alright?" he asked Angel, about to reach out to put a hand on her shoulder, when Rory helped her stand and seemed to almost tug her away from him.
"F-fine," Angel's voice trembled as she shook in Rory's arms, leaning heavily on her companion, which...for some reason he couldn't fathom...made his jaw clench at the sight when all Rory was doing was being a good companion and offering her support.
"I'm gonna take her to the med-bay," Rory told him, "Check her out."
"Good," the Doctor nodded, "Right, yes," he turned to the console, needing something to distract him from the...disappointment...he felt in the fact that Rory was going to make sure Angel was ok. Something about that didn't sit right with him, something about that felt...wrong...like it shouldn't be RORY doing that, "I'll finish up here and..." he trailed off, looking at his hand as it rested on a lever, lifting it up to eye it closely, it was shaking...he curled his hand into a fist, trying to still it, "Come check in later," he finished.
Rory nodded, leading Angel off to the stairs to the halls, frowning as he felt her shaking in his arms still.
He would later find that she was ultimately alright, shaken, yes, very tired, of course, but she was fine and so was the baby which they were both SO thankful for...in fact...he'd even been able to manage an ultrasound of the little bundle. Too soon to tell the sex though but proof enough that there was something there, a little life inside her.
Angel had smiled when he offered her the photo to keep, but she'd just curled his own fingers around it, saying she knew her baby was there, and this way...Uncle Rory would too.
A/N: How many of you LOVED Rory here? I know I did, how he actually took notice of Angel and snapped at Amy to get on with it, tried to make Angel laugh, and worried about the baby. Gotta love Uncle Rory ^-^ And the Doctor freaked out just a little didn't he? We saw a bit of the 'Mating instinct' pop up in how desperate he was to work out what happened and fix it. And he was shaking by the end of it :) Awww :)
But for all the possible feels out there...I feel I should warn...the next chapter will devastate you in more ways than one }:D But despite that, I also hope you all enjoy this story as much as you did ATF :) And OMG! They added an OC component to the 'characters' choices! I'm SO excited now and fixing all my other stories to include that! ^-^
And on that note of the next chapter, it's time for the pyramid! Woo! Just to refresh, my 'pyramid' is the 3 episodes I'm super-excited about because I think something happens in them that is important to Angel's story or even her relationship with the Doctor. The 2, is my most looked forward to 2-parter episode either because something happens in it or it's just my favorite episodes lol. And the 1 is the episode that I liked least and probably struggled with so if it's really bad, that's why. So here it is:
3...The Doctor's Wife, The Girl Who Waited, The Wedding(?) of River Song
2...The Impossible Astronaut/Day of the Moon
1...The Curse of the Black Spot (I have no idea why, I just couldn't get into that episode)
And, just to finish, I just want to say, the HOTS challenge for how you picture the Doctor remembering Angel is still open to any who want to try their hand at it :) The guidelines for it are on my tumblr under 'challenges' :)
Some notes on reviews (from the end of ATF)...
I hope it gives you chills :) I think Angel would try to not let either happen, but we'll have to wait and see what she'll be able to do. The vision was rather disjointed and not exactly in order so she might not know what's coming when just that it's coming :) They'll always be Mated so, without the Dampening Bracelet, she'd die with him, I think it'll depend on whether the baby is still there as to whether she'd go with him if he doesn't remember her by then. We'll have to wait and see }:) It'll also depend if the baby even makes it as to what sort of family it would be, but I always try my best not to make it too domestic, the Doctor, in my mind, will always be an adventurer and want to show any children he might have with any of my OCs the stars and the wonders of the Universe :) There will always have to be domestic moments (children need to be fed lol) and some of them can be quite cute, like...the Doctor singing a lullaby to his child as the OC watches or the child having a nightmare and wanting to cuddle with its parents...but overall it won't be him settling down at all, not ever, in any of my stories :) I think he was about to kiss her without realizing just how close he was getting to kissing her :) Darn Clyde! Lol :) I think Angel would accept it if he fell in love with her again though I think she'd be frozen in the vent from the complete shock of him, 11, actually kissing her. But I do think the Doctor is slowly falling in love with her again ^-^ ...but next chapter we do get River Song...uh oh lol :) But I'm glad you decided to read ATF for whatever reason made you read it, I'm glad you enjoyed it and I hope you enjoy this story too :)
She saw a lot yeah, but we'll have to wait and see if she realizes the order it'll happen in and if she'll have enough time to change it when she works that out }:) Yup, the title is...big. There's SO many ways to spin 'fall' because...she could fall literally, die and regenerate. Or she could fall...from grace and just lose it. Or she could fall...into depression because of River (or the baby!). Or...maybe...she falls for someone else...lol, no not that last one, I couldn't do that to Thella, but there's a lot of interpretations for fall, we'll have to wait and see what it'll be :)
Auslly...is that the pairing name for Austin and Ally from the Disney channel? I think they're cute together :)
A Fallen Angel is posted today lol :) The very next day :) Angela Harkness is really 'Angie Harkness' and it's more a joking name Jack gave Angel when he would talk about his 'sister' to the Torchwood Team. They're the only ones who really call her that, to everyone else she's Angela Jones, the name she and 9 went with when she started travelling with him :) Lol, it's sort of why, for Series 3 (mostly) she keeps commenting how Smith and Jones are the perfect team. John Smith and Angela Jones :) In Human Nature, 'Angela' (the human Angel) refers to Jack as Jack Jones so it sort of goes both ways the 'sibling' names for each other :)
I'm always excited for all things DW :) Sadly I'll be at work at 4 :( -sigh-