First Dr. Who fic, please don't kill me :3

Hello, as you may know, The Angels take Manhattan was a great episode and a sad farewell to our beloved Ponds...BUT, can this event be prevented? could it be that something or someone saves Rory and Amy? Let's fin out as this fic begins NOW!

Dr. Who isn't own by me...but if it was I would give Moffat and award and then FIRED HIM FOR MAKING US ALL SAD! GODDAMIT MOFFAT!


Rory and Amy had done it, they successfully manage to create a paradox that save them from the attack of the weeping angels, awoken in a graveyard in New York, and were heading for a pub to celebrate, The Doctor and River had just enter the TARDIS, but Rory spoted something strange, a grave, with the message 'In loving memory of Rory Arthur Williams'

Rory was confused and actually thought it was funny there was someone here with his name "Amy, come see this" he call her wife. "What?" "This gravestone, it has the same name as me" he said...he sense that something was wrong, the only thing he could hear afterwards was a "What?" by her wife before feeling a touch, he knew what was it, but it was too late, he was teleported away from her.

"DOCTOR?" Amy said out loud, he and River got out of the TARDIS quickly and saw what happen, a lone surviver, had taken Rory, the gravestone had added his dying age, 82 yeards old.

(I'm skipping the rest of the lines until Amy is about to get touch)

Amy was standing by her desition, she was going with him again, he would be sad not seeing his Doctor again...but she would at least be with his love.

"Raggety man...goodbye" she cry as she turn around...but something that wasn't suppose to happen occur, The Doctor...in blind sorrow,push her aside, making him the target of the weeping angerl, sending HIM to the past and not Amy, but without his TARDIS, he would remain there.

"DOCTOR!" Both girls scream, the gravestone had a new message saying'And his best friend, John "The Doctor" Smith, age 87'. River pull her mom inside the TARDIS and flew it in order to get away from the moster, River mantain a calm exterior, even though inside she was burning with sadness, Amy on the other hand didn't mind hiding her emotions, she had lost her two guys on the same day.

Fate has his curses and bleesings, this seemed like a curse, but in reality, it would be the blessing they needed to save the pond's lives.


Prologue is done, what do you think of the spin I put? please R.R if I should continue doing this.

Aloasa. Out.