Author's Note: And welcome! First chapter, first fanfiction, let's hope this doesn't crash and burn... For all I know, it might. I'm not prophetess. Anyway, ta for reading. Reviews are encouraged. Enjoy. :)

Chapter 1

Angel Flashmob

"Pond, don't blink."

"Okay, saying that made me all the more anxious to blink," Amy Pond said to the Doctor. "Next time, think of something useful to say."

"Ah, now, you see, everything I say is helpful." He paused. "Mostly. If not now, sometime in the future. This piece of advice however, it is useful at this moment." The Doctor peered closer at the weeping angel in front of them. "Another piece of advice, don't look at their eyes. A very bad idea."

"Uh, Doctor," the voice of Rory Williams, Amy's husband came from behind them. "There's another one here."

"Okay. Good. Don't look away."

"Good? How is this good?" Amy practically screamed. "Being surrounded by two angels no where near the TARDIS isn't exactly what I would call 'good'. Rubbish description if I ever heard one."

"Come now, Pond. Use your head. It is better to have the angels out in the open where we can keep an eye on them than having them creep around behind us, about to send us to another time period. It's all about perspective."

"So now what?" Rory asked. They had planned to briefly drop in at present day London in order to relax for a day or two and catch up with some old acquaintances. Instead, when they got off the Underground at their destination, they were met by a lovely pair of weeping angels.

"What do we do? We run. Back up, towards my voice, keep your eyes on the angels. You can blink now. I can see them both. Good? Okay. We need to attract a crowd around them so that they won't be able to move for a while, letting us escape."

"What do you mean, attract a crowd? You have one! You are at an Underground station, after all."

"True, Pond, very true." He looked around and yelled out, "Hey, look! An angel flash mob!" The effect was instantaneous. Those travelers who were bored waiting for their trains or those who had simply come to people watch gathered around the two angels tossing coins and snapping pictures.

With the angels sufficiently trapped, surrounded by studious people, the Doctor, Amy and Rory made their escape. Once on the street, they headed toward a block of apartment buildings.

"Doctor, how long are the angels going to be held up?"

"Well, I would give us forty minutes at most. That's when the next train leaves and is when there are only a couple of people in the stations." Amy looked sick at learning the small amount of time they had.

"The TARDIS is half way across the city!"

"Yes." The Doctor's face was completely serious. "And now we have to find a way to get to it." He pulled out his sonic screw driver and pressed the button, waving it around. With a flick of his wrist, he expanded it and then studied it, all of this while walking. Suddenly, he ducked into the entry way to a building. Turning to look at his companions, the Doctor smiled. "Let's duck in here for a bit, yes?" Amy glanced at Rory and received a confused look matching her own. She shrugged and headed in after the Doctor. The lobby was brightly lit, with high ceilings making it appear larger and brighter than it actually was. The chandelier was dusty and cobwebs gathered in the corners. The tall windows were in need of a good wash. The red carpet was musty and worn, the gold gilt on the stair railing was flaking.

"Come along then!" The Doctor called, bounding up the stairs. Halfway up, he paused, then looked around.

"Doctor?" He shook his head.

"This is bad, Rory. Less time than I thought. The angels are on the move."

Post note: And erm... That's it! Sorry it's short. I didn't realize while writing it up... And now it looks even shorter. But the next chapter will be much longer. Ta ta until then! Also, reviews are much appreciated. :)