Listen, please do. I know that you may have some homicidal feelings towards me right now, but hear me out:

For me, this fic is dead. You heard me; dead. It can't go on. It's not just writer's block either – you see, I have this habit of starting things that I don't really know where they're going to finish.

So I'm going to make a new one. It'll have 11th Doc and Amy, and it will be a better re-write of this one, so you'll still find out what happens.

I'd like to thank all of you people who've been following it, and I don't want you to feel like the whole thing is over – it's just that, if I didn't redo it like this, it wouldn't go anywhere, and I don't want all of the people who've read it and loved it to be disappointed.

So here's what I'd like you to do:

I'm going to post this here, at the end of "Hostage Of The Slitheen".

I'm also going to post this letter as a fic, where I will later add the first chapter of the revived, rewritten story.

To all the people that have reviewed this story and liked it, could you please put the new fic on story alert, favourite, and all of that, so you know when it's really gonna happen.

Thanks to everyone who's followed it, I've had fun writing what has already been written but the spark had left it. But don't worry – the new one is going to be better, and I'm determined to finish it.