Silence at Stormcage
Summary: Two years have passed since the Doctor's last encounter with the Silence and things are calm aboard the TARDIS. That is until three companions vanish from their homes without a trace; their current locations are unknown. The Doctor knows he must save his family but at what cost? What do the Silence have to do with anything? Now River and Donna are along for the ride but one thing is certain. The fall of the 11th is imminent.
Rating: K+
Pairings: Doctor/River,
Doctor/Donna (Friendship)
Amy/Rory
Disclaimer: I don't own Doctor Who, just a TARDIS cookie jar.
Please don't sue me, I'm not making any profit from this.
Chapter 1
Wilfred Mott is sitting atop his hill, perched in an old chair. It is a warm night and the stars are shining brighter than ever before. Wilf leans down to peer into his telescope and what he sees both chills and excites him, a rush of adrenaline floods through his veins and he jumps out of the chair.
'An alien!' he whispers, staring into the sockets where the monster's eyes should be. He finds it difficult to look away, entranced by his discovery. A rustling bush behind him forces Wilf to whip around. There is nothing there but an old shrub, swaying gently in the breeze. 'Must've been the wind,' he mumbles. Later he realises that there was never any breezes that night. He turns back to his telescope and there is nothing to look at except stars and the moon. All thoughts of ever seeing an alien are forgotten.
Wilf glances at his watch and acknowledges how late it's gotten. He deftly packs his telescope away and is about to head back down the hill to his home when he hears a noise, an odd noise that one can't even begin to describe.
'Aliens!' His voice is uncertain as there are now not one, not two, but three of the creatures. They begin circling him, their unnatural, unhuman voices growing louder and more energized. Wilf begins to back away but one of the aliens holds a hand out to stop him. 'Who are you?' Wilf asks them, his eyes as wide as dinner plates.
A bright flash of light illuminates the sky and suddenly Wilfred Mott is nowhere to be found. An eerie silence settles over the hilltop, the sky begins to cloud over and where Wilfred stood only seconds before there is nothing but a burnt patch of grass.
Wilfred Mott isn't the only friend of the Doctor's who will vanish without a trace tonight. No, there are two more people the Silence are after, two people very close to their enemy's heart. The plot to bring the Doctor to his downfall has begun.
Amy and Rory Pond are living reasonably quiet lives; aside from the occasional injuries they are perfectly safe and sound. They decided two years ago that it was time to settle down and took up residence in a neat two story house the Doctor gave them. It is situated in a small town in the English countryside, away from the hustle and bustle of city life, away from danger and most importantly away from trouble.
They've never stopped believing he'd come back and visit them, so occasionally Rory sets the oak dinner table for four and Amy cooks more food than is normal for two people in case River decides to break out of her prison cell to join them as well. In her case you'll never know when family will make a surprise visit.
Tonight is one of those perfect nights when the weather is just right and the stars are everywhere and so bright. Sometimes she sits at her window watching them, eyes peeled for a little blue box zooming around in the distance. She hasn't seen it for over fourteen months.
Amy leans over her pots and pans, stirring a pot here and adding a pinch of salt to a sauce there. She hears Rory loudly setting the table in the dining room. He comes out to the kitchen and perches himself on a stool, watching her cook.
The door bell rings, making the pair jump and Amy abruptly stops her stirring. They rarely get visitors nowadays. 'Do you think it's him?' she asks, her eyes alight with hope. She never really let's on how much she misses her raggedy man, but she does miss him very much indeed.
Rory jumps ahead of her and walks casually to the hallway. An ominous silhouette is outlined in the glass door frame. A bulbous head and a thin neck are all that can be seen of their visitor. 'I'm sure it's nothing, Ames, it's probably just one of the elderly people from town.' He reaches for the doorknob and twists the handle but the door opens of its own accord anyway. In the hallway of Amy and Rory's quiet country home is a Silent, the creature extends a hand, as if in welcome but Rory knows better than to touch it. 'Amy, stay back! Get upstairs, lock yourself in a room, any room and don't come out! They're here.'
'Who's here, Rory?' she asks, flying into the hallway at the sound of her husband's forcefully calm voice. She takes one look at the alien that ruined her life once before and flees. Her boots make clunking sounds as she runs up the stairs, running for her life. A part of her wants to stay with Rory and help him but she knows it's no use; he would have forced her upstairs anyway.
'AMY!' An agonised cry travels to meet her and she hesitates, looks over her shoulder for a moment and keeps running. Tears fill her eyes and her heart pounds so loudly she's surprised the monsters terrorising her can't hear it, then again maybe they can. Amy reaches the top of the stairs and pauses, straining her ears to hear anything from downstairs. 'RORY!' she yells, not caring that she just gave away her position.
'Rory!' There is no reply. Dread fills her body, making her heart sink and her limbs heavy. 'He can't be gone,' she thinks. Amy knows she must push onward no matter how dire the situation. If there was one thing the Doctor taught her it was bravery. She runs to the room furthest from the stairs and barricades herself inside. She pushes anything she can find against the doors to block the entrance.
She presses her ear to the door and listens for a moment and when she deems it safe she whips around. The first thing Amy sees is an open window, the curtains fluttering serenely in her direction. She knows now that it is too late and as if to prove her right a Silent steps out from the darkened corner of the room. He too extends a hand but there is no mock friendliness in the gesture as there had been for Rory, it's warped face is twisted into a look of glee and it utters something in its unearthly language. 'This is the end, Amy Pond, for you and the Doctor'.
She doesn't even have time to scream before she is whisked away by the alien. She only hopes that wherever she is going, Rory will be there waiting for her.
TA-DA! I'm back! Did you miss me? To let you know, this chapter serves as a prologue for the rest of the story.
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