Note: Thank you all for the lovely reviews and favs so far on the story! I also want to thank Daisiella13 for the title suggestion-'The Sirens Fairytale'.


Thyra slowly came to, groaning slightly as her vision cleared and she looked to the side to see a bright ginger haired, female police officer in a very short skirt speaking into her radio. "White female, early 20's, scar on her left eye and dressed like a pirate. Breaking and entering. Send me some back-up, I've got her restrained." She ended the conversation and saw Thyra awake. "Oi, you! Sit still!"

Thyra rubbed her pounding head, raising an eyebrow at the woman. She knew that the woman wasn't even a real police officer. Looking at her costume, it looked more like a fancy dress outfit and the radio was a fake! She had been around PC Andy and Gwen Cooper frequently to tell the difference between a real and a fake police officer. Not only that, but with the incident of the 456 and the fake NHS officers coming to kill them, Thyra quickly learnt to tell the difference between a real officer and a fake."You hit me with a cricket bat. Really? A cricket bat?" She winced slightly as she felt her scar stinging. At least the woman didn't whack her mother unconscious for she was still regenerating and that wouldn't have been a good combination for her.

"You were breaking and entering." The ginger woman retorted angrily, reminding Thyra very much of her Auntie Donna.

Thyra chuckled and she tried to stand only to find that she has been handcuffed to the radiator. "Mmm...handcuffs. Just what I need. Listen, my parents are outside waiting for me. If you could, I would be forever grateful if you could let me out of these things."

The woman scoffed. "Do you want to shut up now? I've got back-up on the way!"

"No you haven't. That's a fake radio and you're in a fancy dress costume, so you shut up." Thyra deducted and the woman looked at her with wide eyes, shocked. "And these are fake handcuffs. Honestly, who even has fake handcuffs these days? If you want real handcuffs, I know a very good place that does them. But that's way before your time I'm afraid."

The woman gave her a strange look. "You said you had your parents waiting for you outside."

"They're getting changed out from their Wedding robes. They got married a few...er...hours ago." She looked around the hallway with a frown before looking back at the woman. She was here for little Amelia. But something about the hallway was wrong. The time smelt differently around here than it did a few hours ago and it wasn't just because it was day time either. "They've sent me in to check upon Amelia. Where is Amelia by the way?"

The woman stiffened slightly. "Amelia Pond?"

Thyra nodded. That's the one. She really hoped nothing serious has happened to her with Prisoner Zero lurking in the shadows. "Yeah, little Scottish girl. About this tall." She let out her hand to show her how tall she was. She had rather liked Amelia in the few hours they've spent with her. "We promised to come back to her but the engines of our ship were phasing. And my mother was healing from her regeneration process. Has something happened to her?"

"Amelia Pond hasn't lived here in a long time."

"How long?"

"Six months." The woman replied, far too quickly for Thyra's liking.

Thyra tilted her head to the side thoughtfully. "Six months? She didn't have her house up for sale then! No, there's must be a mistake. She has to be still here." She sniffed the air as she watched the other woman walk away slightly, leaning against the bannister and Thyra gazed past the fake police officer to the same door from her last visit.


Romana and Braxiatel were still in the TARDIS, trying to make their way out from the thick smoke. Both having managed to clamber out of the TARDIS, Romana was holding a pile of spare clothes and boots in her arms and she began to cough. "Eurgh." She groaned, Braxiatel closing the door behind her, blowing the smoke away with his hands. "It was a good job we did send Thyra out ahead. I don't think she would have been able to manage another few minutes in there."

"Mmm. Though, where are you going to get changed? You can't go back in the TARDIS and we can't go back to Amelia's house yet until Thyra has checked around for Prisoner Zero." Braxiatel pointed out, shoving his hands in his trouser pockets. He was now back in his usual black suit and crimson tie, his favourite outfit.

"I'll get changed in the shed." Romana nodded her head towards the shed. She wasn't sure if these were the clothes that she felt most comfortable with in her outfit but right now, anything was better than her old incarnation's, raggedy wedding robes. "Which is funny because we crashed right into the shed a few minutes ago..."

"You can't get changed in a shed!" Braxiatel protested. "I'm sure if we ask Amelia nicely, she'll allow you to get changed in her house."

"Honestly, a shed isn't the worst place I've gotten dressed in. The worst place for me was a Dalek Prison camp." Romana retorted coldly and Braxiatel winced. Not only that, but in the year that never was, she had to get changed in front of the Master for his delight so he could make Braxiatel angry and that had been a nightmare for both of them. But a Dalek Prison camp even more so for it was worse than a concentration camp. "So a shed to me is nothing. So if you don't mind, my wedding robes are dragging me down and are making me slightly chilly."

"Of course." He nodded glumly, wishing he hadn't said something so foolish.

Romana raised a spare hand to his stubble, stroking his skin with her thumb and he leaned into her touch. "I'm sorry, husband. I'm in the early stage of my regeneration still. I'm just trying to find myself." She gave him a soft kiss on his lips. Liking the way her lips felt against his. "Am I forgiven?" She muttered into the kiss.

Braxiatel eagerly kissed her back. "I can never be fully angry with you Romana. Never." It was true. Even back on Gallifrey and when the two of them were in the High Council together and had their political arguments, Braxiatel could never fully stay angry at Romana for long and Romana could never stay angry at him for they both needed each other that so much that they wouldn't dare let conflict get in the way of their friendship.

Romana gave him a slight smile before stepping into the shed after she had unlocked it with her sonic screwdriver. "I'm glad."


Thyra was still sitting on the floor and she was about to fix her tricorn hat only to notice it had gone missing. She pouted at the woman. Her favourite hat! She loved that hat more than anything for it completed her pirate outfit. Not only that, but it was part of who she was and what Thyra desired to be. "Have you stolen my hat?"

The woman looked at her oddly. "What hat?"

Thyra indicated to where her tricorn hat should be on top of her head. "You know, my tricorn hat. Mother likes to call it my pirate hat." She gave the woman a toothy grin and a slight whistle but the woman only continued to stare at her oddly and she sighed dejectedly. "I take it that as a no then. How odd." She quickly shook her head. Where could her hat have gotten to then? She had it on even when she left the TARDIS so something must have took it. That could only be the only explanation for it. "Anyway, do you live here?"

"Yes. I live here."

"How many rooms?"

The woman blinked, startled by the question. "I'm sorry, what?"

"On this floor. How many rooms are there on this floor? I would like you to count them for me now." Thyra told her brightly. She had to make the woman see. Thyra saw it as soon as she entered Amelia's house the first time but Thyra had Time-Lord senses. Time-Lord's could always sense a perception filter and could almost always see one. But humans were slower for their minds were more primitive than Time-Lord's.

The woman eyed her anxiously, distrusting her. "Why?"

"It's going to change your life." Thyra told her, this time slightly more serious. She didn't want to scare the woman in front of her but it was the only way for her to see that there was an unwanted guest and she wasn't speaking about herself either.

"Five." The woman told her and she began to point in each direction of the rooms. "One, two, three, four, five."

"Six actually." Thyra corrected her.

The woman scoffed. "Six?"

"You just need to look. Look exactly where you've never, ever wanted to look. Look out of the corner of your eye. Look behind you." Thyra encouraged.

The woman slowly turned around and saw the same door that bothered Thyra and she gasped, frightened by what she was seeing. "That's...that is not possible. How's that possible?"

"It's only a perception filter around the door. I thought I sensed it the last time we were here. We should have noticed it more but I was too busy with mother's regeneration process and the TARDIS engines really."

The woman began to move slowly towards the door, entranced by it. "But that's a whole room. That's a whole room I've never even noticed."

"Don't blame yourself for it. Something alien crept into your house years ago and it's still hiding now. Would you be so kind to uncuff me now?!" She tugged harshly at her handcuffs, wanting to break free. The woman wasn't even a real police officer! How does she even have handcuffs?

"I don't have the key. I lost it." She replied, still moving slowly down the hall and to the room.

Thyra began to protest. "How can you have lost the key?! They're not even real handcuffs! Oh, never mind. I'll just have to call mother or father up. This is highly embarrassing." She tugged at the handcuffs roughly once more as the woman put her hand on the doorknob. "Don't do anything until my parents get here! Don't do-" But it was too late, for the woman had already turned the door knob. "Honestly! Humans! You never listen do you?" She watched the woman slowly enter the room and Thyra frantically searched her pockets for her sonic screwdriver, only to find that too had gone. Typical! "Oh great! First my hat, now my screwdriver! Father's going to kill me."

The woman entered the room, ignoring Thyra's shouts of protests and she saw how dusty the room was. She looked around, seeing old boxes on the floor, the curtains barely there and the walls have large spots of water damage and there was a plain table in the middle of the room. "Silver thing with red at the end. Where did it go?" Thyra continued to shout.

"There's nothing here. No need to send your parents up."

"Whatever is there, it stopped you seeing the whole room. What makes you think you could see it? Now please, do yourself a favour and get out."

The woman looked at the table, seeing a tricorn hat and what must be Thyra's sonic screwdriver laid there. The screwdriver put neatly on top of the hat and she frowned, finding it unusual at how it got there in the first place. Thyra was right. There was something here. But what? What could it possibly be? "Your hat and screwdriver thing are here."

"Get out of there!"

The woman ignored her and she picked up Thyra's pirate hat and sonic screwdriver, looking at how battered the hat was and yet noticed how clean the screwdriver was. She backed towards the window, taking the hat and screwdriver with her and she felt something behind her, something watching her and her breath caught in her throat, feeling scared. She looked one way, before looking the other, feeling something breathing onto her back and she began to breathe heavily.

"Can you see anything? What are you doing in there?" Thyra asked, still making a racket with trying to escape from the fake handcuffs.

"What is it?" She asked Thyra fearfully, wanting to turn around but at the same time, didn't. She had to see it. She had to see the creature that had been lurking in the shadows of her house for 12 years.

"Don't even try to see it. If it knows you've seen it, it will not hesitate to kill you. It's a prisoner for a reason. Don't even look at it. Do. Not. Look. At. It. " Thyra stressed, hoping that would be enough to scare the human not to look at the creature.

But it was too late. The woman's curiosity got the better of her and she turned and saw the creature. It was something alien, almost eel-like and it was covered in goo and it had a mouth full of sharp teeth. She screamed loudly, terrified of what she was saying.


Romana was just finishing getting changed and was about to hand her wedding robes over to Braxiatel when they heard the woman scream. Romana and Braxiatel snapped their heads in the direction of the sound. "That's our cue." Romana huffed. She couldn't even get a decent moments of rest and she hasn't even had a proper chance to look at her new form yet. She quickly sent a telepathic message to Thyra, hoping her daughter was okay. "Thyra, get yourself and the woman out of there, now!"


"Get out!" Thyra roared, feeling her mother sending her the telepathic message and she saw the fake police officer run out of the room and down the hall to Thyra. "Give me those!" She took her screwdriver and used it on the door's lock, locking it before turning to the handcuffs and grimaced at the sight of her screwdriver, realizing it was badly damage and was not working on the handcuffs. Oh dear. Her father made it especially for her and he was going to be so cross with her for not taking care of it. "What has the bad guy done to you?" But hey, at least Prisoner Zero didn't damage her hat. Her hat was still in good condition which she was very happy about.

"Will that door hold it?" The woman asked fearfully, not taking her eyes away from the door.

Thyra used her telekinesis powers on the fake handcuffs instead, concentrating before retorting a sarcastic reply. "Oh yeah, of course it will! Because every single inter-dimensional alien are terrified of wood!" Her Auntie Donna was certainly rubbing off her and as she used her telekinesis power on the fake handcuffs, a bright light flashed around the edges of the door.

"What's that? What's it doing?" The woman demanded, seeing the light.

Thyra let out a victory grin as she freed herself from the handcuffs. "Ha!" She grabbed her hat and quickly puts it on before rubbing her sore wrists. "Eh, I don't know do I? Shape shifting? Getting dressed? Look, now would be a good time to run." Thyra looked up and down the woman's costume. "Why are you dressed up as a police officer anyway?"

"I'm a kissogram!" The woman snapped and she removes her hat and her ginger hair falls free before she prodded Thyra in the chest. "And you're the one to talk! You're dressed like a bloody pirate!" Thyra was about to retort when suddenly, at that very same moment, the door to the mystery room fell into the hallway to show a man in blue coveralls holding the lead to a large Rottweiler. He walked forwards into the hall. "But it's just..."

"Look closely." Thyra instructed and she raised her arm and pointed towards Prisoner Zero, seeing the man growling bark whilst the dog remained impassive. "Prisoner Zero's got it wrong!" Thyra taunted. She knew Prisoner Zero must have been in a rush to change form and she knew his speech would be muddled up because of it.

"What? I'm sorry, but what?!" The woman blinked, looking at Thyra with a confused look.

Thyra gave an exaggerated sigh. "It's all one creature. One creature disguised as two." As she explained, man and dog turned heads in unison. "He's done a rush job though. You got the voice a bit muddled up." Thyra told the prisoner and the man and dog were now looking straight at Thyra. "I can't help but wonder, where did you get the pattern from? You need a psychic link, a live feed. I wonder...how did you fix that?" The creature snarled.


"That daughter of ours!" Romana shook her head, folding her arms as she and Braxiatel waited patiently for Thyra and the other person to come back down stairs after they heard screaming. Romana sincerely hoped she wasn't getting herself into too much trouble. She wanted to be there with Thyra but Romana knew that she had Thyra wanted to show her that she could take care of herself and Romana knew this was a risk that she was willing to take. "What is taking her so long?"

"Would you like me to check?" Braxiatel enquired, feeling like the protective father he has always been.

"No, otherwise you'll end up getting caught too. Best you stay put. No doubt she'll come running out soon enough. We'll just have to wait."


Thyra stood up just as the multi-form advanced on them and it opened it's mouth, showing the same teeth as it was in it's previous form. Thyra made a face. "Eurgh. No thank you, I don't want to kiss you. But I should warn you, we are perfectly are safe. You want to know why? We have backup waiting for us downstairs."

"I didn't send for back-up!" The woman cried. "Like you said, I'm not even a real police officer!"

"Not your back-up, my backup. Seriously, my parents are not the ones to be messed with." Thyra retorted before turning back to the creature. "So it would be wise for you to kill us."

"Attention, Prisoner Zero. The human residence is surrounded. Attention Prisoner Zero. The human residence is surrounded."

"What's that?" The woman blinked, the robotic voice sounding slightly familiar to her.

Thyra winked. First she had her parents now she had the prison ship! Oh, this was just getting better and better. "That would be our proper backup. Okay. One more time. We have my parents and we have the prison guards on our side! Ha-ha! We're definitely safe."

"Prisoner Zero will vacate the human residence or the human residence will be incinerated."

Thyra's smile dropped. "Oh, well safe from, you know, incineration?" She suggested weakly, making the woman roll her eyes. The creature turned into one of the other rooms of the hall and as the voice repeated it's warning, Thyra grabbed the woman's hand. "Run!" She dragged her and together, they ran down the stairs. Thyra used her telekinesis powers to open the front door since her sonic screwdriver wasn't working which made the woman looked at her with wide eyes as they began to run out of the house. Thyra glanced at her. "A Kissogram? Really?"

"Yes!" The woman huffed.

"Why'd you pretend to be a policewoman? I know some very good police officers back in Cardiff."

"You broke into my house! It was this or a French Maid." The woman retorted, making Thyra chuckle in amusement and she quickly followed the woman. "What's going on? Tell me! Tell me!"

"There you are!" Romana scolded upon seeing her daughter and she and Braxiatel were leaning against the shed as they came up to them. "The TARDIS is rebuilding and not letting us in. Really, the TARDIS chooses the most awkward times to rebuild."

"We need to hurry. I found Prisoner Zero who was hiding in her spare room disguised as a man and a dog and now some other aliens are about to incinerate her house." Thyra panted before pointing her thumb at the ginger woman. "Also, she's a kissogram and she hit me with a baseball bat."

Braxiatel raised an eyebrow at the woman. The woman seemed very familiar somehow. Especially with her bright, ginger hair. He should introduce her to Donna sometime. "You hit our daughter with a baseball bat?"

"She broke into my house!" The woman protested.

Braxiatel looked at his daughter, amused. "How did you let yourself get hit by a baseball bat?"

Thyra was about to explain but the creature who was still in form of the man and dog, watches them from the window, barking at them. Romana grabbed Braxiatel's arm. "No time for that, we need to move! Come on!" Romana was glad she had managed to change out of her raggedy wedding robes for these clothes made it a lot more easier to run in. At the moment, she was wearing dark, navy skinny jeans, a blue and green checkered shirt with a barbour bednell waxed jacket with knee-high, doc martin boots. She found the outfit to be rather comfy and certainly slightly different to her previous outfit. She hadn't really had time to properly chose some due to the TARDIS trying to poison them so she grabbed whatever was in front of her and felt quite pleased with the outcome results.

They ran along a side-path, away from Prisoner Zero who seemed to stop following them and Romana took her time to study the kissogram before her, noticing how very much she looked like the little Amelia Pond and Romana had the sinking feeling that they didn't arrive on the same night where they had bacon sandwiches. "True or false. You're Amelia Pond aren't you?"

The woman stopped in her tracks, looking slightly hurt. "I am Amelia Pond. You got a problem with that?" She's waited for them. She's waited for the Time family for 12 years! As soon as Amy thought they've forgotten about her and weren't even real, they had the nerve to turn up and break into her house!

Thyra gaped at Amelia. It couldn't be the same person! It couldn't be! But at the same time, Thyra knew it was for she could see the resemblance now despite Amelia Pond now being an adult. "You're Amelia? Amelia Pond! But you were only about this tall a few moments ago-!" Thyra put her hand to her hip to indicate the last time she remembered how tall Amelia was. "And you hit me with a baseball bat!"

"Come on!" Amelia shouted in frustration, dragging Thyra by the arm. Romana and Braxiatel shared a look with each other before hurrying up to catch them. Amelia eventually let go of Thyra's arm but she was still angry and hurt with the Time family.

"How did you not know it was Amelia, Thyra?" Romana asked, shaking her head. Honestly, her daughter may be brilliant but Romana couldn't believe she did not notice this kissogram was Amelia Pond. The little girl had grown up far too quickly for Romana's liking despite Romana knowing it was her fault for that. "The clues were all there!"

"To be fair, she did hit me with a baseball bat and I did have Prisoner Zero to think about!" Thyra protested. "I didn't have time to see if she was Amelia Pond or not."

"I can hear you, you know!" Amelia huffed. "I'm Amelia, and you three-" She sent them a glowering look as they entered the village road. "Are late!"

"By how many years?" Braxiatel enquired. He decided to stay silent for now as he watched the woman argue amongst themselves, knowing he would only end up being dragged into the argument himself.

"12 years!"

Braxiatel glanced at Romana, remembering what she had promised to little Amelia the night before. "Well, you did promise her when she was older, didn't you?"

"She hit me with a baseball bat!" Thyra scowled, interrupting her parents.

"12 years and four psychiatrists." Amelia told them, still walking ahead of them.

"Four?" Romana asked, wondering why Amelia needed psychiatrists in the first place. She eyed Amelia, noticing that she was a lot taller than she was and Romana scowled at herself for not concentrating on the height of her regeneration more.

"They said the three of you weren't real."

Then realization dawned on Romana. No doubt Amelia must have talked to them about her friends and family and told them all about the TARDIS, but no doubt none of the humans believed her which was just as well. But to have Amelia be put under four psychiatrists at such a young age, no wonder why Amelia was a little bad tempered with them. "I'm sorry Amelia."

Suddenly, the same voice from before began to speak over the speakers of an nearby ice cream van. "Prisoner Zero will vacate the human residence or the human residence will be incinerated."

Amelia groaned. She just wanted explanations! Not going around and chasing bad aliens. She wanted answers from the Time family and Amy wanted them today. She has waited long enough. "No, no, no, come on...what? We're being staked out by an ice-cream van?"

Thyra grinned at her as her parents headed towards the ice-cream van. "Come on, this is the exciting bit! This is where it really gets interesting." She grabbed Amelia's hand and went after Romana and Braxiatel.

"It seems to be transmitting not just around Amelia's house but around the village too." Romana mused as Braxiatel picked up the player and listened. She knew these aliens couldn't enter planet Earth themselves for it was against the galactic law to do so. But Romana knew she had to give them back Prisoner Zero before he did any more damage than necessary.

"It appears so." Braxiatel nodded, listening to the transmission carefully. Really, he had no time to be handing prisoners back over to their prison guards. What he really wanted to do was spend time with Romana and Thyra and give Romana her proper regeneration recovery. He had noticed that ever since he has been found by Romana, her regenerations have never went smoothly.

"Prisoner Zero will vacate the human residence or the human residence will be incinerated. Repeat, Prisoner Zero will vacate the human residence or the human residence will be incinerated." The voice began to repeat the same sentence over and over again.

Romana stepped away from the van and Braxiatel gave the man back his player and looked at Romana as she took in her surroundings. Romana saw a jogger with a MP3 player receiving the message as well as a woman hearing it over her mobile.

"Romana, Braxiatel, what's happening?" Amelia asked, looking around in confusion. She didn't understand this whole Prisoner Zero nonsense. Though she couldn't help but feel as though the Time family had something to do with this. Her raggedy Time family.

Without another word, Romana leapt over a low white fence and into a pretty front garden. Braxiatel blinked in surprise at Romana's agility but no doubt it was because this Romana was now small so she was able to do these things and he and Amelia quickly run around the front whilst Thyra copied her mother, jumping over the fence before they all entered a house.

They all looked towards the t.v screen where they saw a large blue eye looking at them. An elderly woman used the remote to change the channel but they all showed the same thing just as the Time family entered the front door, followed closely by Amelia.

"I'm very sorry, excuse our manners. We're doing a special on television faults in this area." Romana explained to the elderly woman in confusion before Romana briefly glanced at Amelia and back. "Also, we're with the police. Do you mind if I have a look?" She asked and the woman merely nodded and handed the remote to her. Romana would have a look anyway even if she did say no. But Romana was a lady and as a lady, she had to ask permission first.

"I was just about to phone. It's on every channel." The woman informed them and she let Romana and Braxiatel mess around on the television and remote before she turned to Amelia and Thyra, smiling brightly. "Hello, Amy dear. Are you a policewoman now? And your friend, a pirate?"

"I've always been a pirate." Thyra told her brightly and the woman looked at her oddly.

Amelia shifted uncomfortably for she hasn't told this woman that she was a kissogram. "Well...sometimes."

"I thought you were a nurse."

"I can be a nurse."

"Or, actually, a nun." The woman pointed out, having a fair idea of what Amelia's job actually was.

Thyra turned to Amelia. "You should be a pirate next." Amelia scowled and whacked Thyra playfully on the arm as Thyra merely laughed.

"Amy, who are your friends?" The woman asked, pointing towards the Time family.

"Amy? Why have you changed it to Amy? What happened to Amelia?" Romana asked, looking over from where she worked with Braxiatel, both of them crouching around near the television and fiddling with some of the wires.

"Yeah, now I'm Amy." Amy told them. Ever since Romana complimented on her name ever since she was a little girl, saying it sounded like a name in a fairytale, Amy liked it up until the moment the Time family ran away from her. That was when Amy knew she needed a change. A change in her name and identity to show the Time family that she wasn't just some fairytale character. "Amelia Pond sounded a bit fairy tale."

"I know you three, don't I? I've seen you three somewhere before." The woman commented, looking between the Time family carefully, thinking over to where she knew them from.

"No, not me for sure. I have a brand new face so you can't possible recognize me." Romana replied arrogantly. Nobody human could possibly recognize her with this new incarnation. They will be able to know her Mate and daughter, but certainly not her for she hasn't even told any of her human friends apart from Wilfred Mott that she was dying. "But you may be able to recognize my husband and daughter. Though, I don't see how since we've never seen you before."

Braxiatel looked up at Amy from his work. He didn't understand why such a lovely, little girl wanted to grow up and be a kissogram. Surely that couldn't have been her dream job? "Also, why a kissogram? What do you even do? Just go somewhere and kiss people?"

Romana sent him a flirtatious smile. "More than welcome to kiss me, dear." She stole a quick from him and Braxiatel looked very pleased with himself.

Amy rolled her eyes. They were exactly as she remembered them to be. Minus the change in clothes, they were still her raggedy Time family. Though, Amy often wondered what they meant by 'Time' family for to her, they were just ordinary people with a wonderful, magical blue box. "I go to parties and I kiss people." She cleared her throat as she noticed the look that the woman and Romana were giving her and she felt like she was being judged underneath Romana's icy gaze. "With outfits. It's a laugh!"

"You were only a little girl five minutes ago." Romana paused before looking somewhat reminisced at Thyra. "I can remember when you were only a baby like it was yesterday. I used to carry you everywhere in a wrap and you used to cry all the time until your father or myself would open the TARDIS doors for you to show you the stars and sing you Gallifreyian lullabies. Only then would you stop crying."

"Oh, you're worse than my aunt." Amy scoffed, though she wished she had Thyra's childhood. Form what Romana had described just then, Thyra's childhood sounded just as magical as she had dreamt it to be.

"Reckon it's time to get the baby photos out afterwards?" Braxiatel mused and Romana smiled at him brightly as Thyra groaned with embarrassment before he picked up a radio and used his sonic pen on it. They began to hear the same message about Prisoner Zero in French and German before he quickly turned it off. "They're not just broadcasting it in this village, they're broadcasting it to the whole window." He opened the window and looked up.

"What's up there? What are you looking for?" Amy looked up to see what they were looking at and all they could see was the sky that was a clear blue with a few white clouds. Amy herself couldn't see anything strange about it.

Romana twirled her hair around her finger. It was a lot softer and thinner than her usual, black, wavy hair that she had in her previous incarnation. She had to admit, she did like her new caramel brown look for it suited her for this incarnation. She looked thoughtful, thinking how the enemy would think. She has learnt that strategy in her long, dry years as President all those centuries ago. "Let's think...yes, they're going to need at least a 40% fission blast with a planet this side." A young man entered the room carrying a laptop in his arms and he blinked upon seeing the Time family. Romana turned to Braxiatel. "But that means they will have to power up the fission blast so that gives us at least 20 minutes. What do you reckon, Braxiatel? We've got 20 minutes."

Braxiatel sighed. 20 minutes? That was barely enough time to do anything. But he knew they would be able to hand over Prisoner Zero soon. They had too for he was nothing but a dangerous criminal. Though Braxiatel couldn't help but wonder what crimes he had committed in the first place to make him land in jail. "Only 20 minutes. That means we have to get our plan into action then."

"20 minutes to what?" Amy snapped, irritated.

The man looked from Thyra, to the adult Time-Lord's and back before he raised a finger at each of them. "Hold on. Are you the Time family?" He asked, eyeing them.

The elderly woman smiled eagerly, clapping her hands together. "They are, aren't they? They're the Time family! The Raggedy Time family. All those cartoons you did when you were little. The Raggedy Time Family. It's them!"

Amy shifted underneath the Time-Lord's gaze, Thyra looking amused. "I know." Amy replied softly, unable to look at them. It was true. Ever since the Time family left her, she used to do cartoons of them and make up stories as though she felt like she was a part of that family. She had always wanted to belong to a family. Ever since her parents disappeared, she has always felt alone and seeing the Time family being mad and impossible, Amy wanted to be with them. She wanted Romana and Braxiatel to love her like they loved their own daughter, Thyra.

"Cartoons?" Braxiatel asked, bemused. He may be a man of many things, but never has been a cartoon of a little girl's imagination. He couldn't wait to see all these cartoons of himself, if they were still around that was.

"Gran, it's them! The Time Family! It's Thyra-" The man looked at Thyra who nodded before turning to Romana and Braxiatel. "Lord Irving Braxiatel and Lady Romana-I can't even say her name. Didn't you call her Fred once?"

"Jeff, shut up!" Amy scowled, blushing before looking at Romana. Even now, Amy always had trouble saying Romana's full name so she had always called her Romana or even Fred at times. "Romana, 20 minutes to what?" She asked, ignoring the eye on the t.v that was still broadcasting it's warning.

Romana stood as tall as she could despite her height, her hands clasped in front of her. "When it says; 'The Human Residence', it's not just talking about your house. They're talking about the whole planet." She pointed upwards towards the sky. "Up there, there is a prison ship and it will incinerate the planet if Prisoner Zero doesn't turn himself in. So! We have 20 minutes to save the world."

"We've done worse than this, Romana." Braxiatel told her as he linked his arm through Romana's and the Time family and Amy left the house, walking fast in the opposite direction. He glanced over to Amy. "By the way, where exactly are we?" As soon as they arrived, Braxiatel hadn't had a clue where they were. At first, they thought they were in Scotland due to Amy having a Scottish accent but it soon turned out that they weren't for the rest of the humans in this small village didn't.

"Leadworth."

"Leadworth? Never heard of it." His moustache twitched, taking the small village. It was a very, tiny village. But it did made a nice change from crash landing in London and he knew that this was what Romana needed. She needed peace and quiet and not the government chasing after her or with the sound of the busy streets below them. She needed the countryside and a change of scenery just this once. But he couldn't help but notice for such a small village, it had very little to see or do. "It's a bit primitive."

Amy felt insulted. This was her home. Sure, it could be dull at times but this was where she grew up and was her childhood. She wasn't exactly sure where the Time family even came from, but somehow she had a feeling it wasn't Earth. "This is it."

"Is there an airport?" Romana suddenly asked her.

"No."

"A nuclear power station?" Thyra piped up, skipping along side them.

"No."

Thyra pouted. This village sounded even duller and duller with each suggestion they made. "Not even a little one?"

"No."

"What's the nearest city?" Romana enquired, finding Leadworth already to be a very boring place. There was very little to do here. Ever since she was a little girl, Romana herself was always used to growing up in the city and being around people. When she was on Gallifrey, she always grew up in the Capitol and stayed there until she ruled President before the War came.

"Gloucester, half an hour by car."

Braxiatel gritted through his teeth. Oh, just what they needed. They were running out of time and all the contacts that they had were far out of reach to help them. He ran a hand through his hair. "We don't even have half an hour! Do we even have a car?"

"No."

Romana let out a scream of frustration, wanting to pull her hair out in annoyance. "We have twenty minutes to save the world and all we have in this primitive little village is a post office. And it's shut!" Suddenly, she let out a scream of pain and she curled up on the ground, having another regeneration tremor.

"Romana!" Braxiatel quickly rushed to her side. Her regeneration process was still going and Romana hasn't even had a proper sit down or rest yet. He knew all this running about and solving Prisoner Zero mystery couldn't be any good to her health. He was concerned for her. All that radiation she had absorbed to save Wilf, Braxiatel hoped it had left her body for good. "Romana, look at me."

With the help of Braxiatel, she managed to sit up and lean against him, clutching at her chest as she breathed heavily, trying to steady herself. "It's just the regeneration process. It's still going." She groaned in pain when the sky darkened and they all looked up to see what was happening.

"What's happening? Why's it going dark?" Amy pushed her hair back, as she watched as the sun appeared grey and flickering before returning to close to normal. She didn't understand what Romana meant by Regeneration and only hoped that it was nothing too serious. "So what's wrong with the sun?"

"Oh, the sun's perfectly fine. It's just that you are looking at it through a forcefield. The prison guards have sealed off your upper atmosphere as they get ready to boil the planet." Thyra explained to her before she looked around at the green where the villagers were taking photos of the sun. She rolled her eyes, knowing it was typical of humans to take photos when the world was ending around them.

Braxiatel followed his daughter's gaze and his lips curled up in disgust. "Human species. The end is coming and they're taking pictures?! Honestly, why do we even bother saving you humans?"

Amy ignored the 'you humans' bit that Braxiatel mentioned and she rested her chin upon her knuckles, looking apprehensive. All this time the Time family was real. That she hadn't been making it up like the psychiatrists had told her she was. They were alive and they were in front of her and they haven't even aged a bit. How was that possible? How was it that in twelve years, they managed to stay exactly the same where as she grew up? It just didn't make sense to her. "This isn't real, is it? This is some kind of big wind-up."

"Do we really look like the sort of people to wind you up?" Romana groaned, still clutching at her chest. Unless she had one of those faces where nobody took her seriously. Romana sincerely hoped she didn't have one of those faces otherwise she'll demand for a new regeneration.

"You told me you had a time machine." Amy accused.

"We do have a Time Machine." Thyra frowned at her. She thought Amy was more observant than that but since she has changed her name from Amelia to Amy, Thyra wouldn't be surprised if she has lost all her faith in them. "She's called the TARDIS. She's just rebuilding herself at the moment."

"But you can't have!" Amy protested. "You can't have a Time Machine. It's just not possible." She so badly wanted to deny that the Time family didn't exist. But at the same time, something in the back of her mind told her that all this was true. That everything Romana, Braxiatel and even Thyra was telling them was the truth.

"Hold on a nanosecond." Thyra put her finger on Amy's lips as she looked around, alert and she began to listen to her surroundings carefully. "I missed something. What did I miss?" Thyra replayed everything she saw in her mind, from the chain fence, to people taking photos and a woman in the phone box before she saw a nurse who was facing away from the sun, taking a photo of Prisoner Zero. Thyra blinked, shaking her head before glancing at the clock and back at her parents. "He's here." She told her parents confidently. "Prisoner Zero is here."

Braxiatel helped Romana to her feet and he glanced at Amy. Now that they had Prisoner Zero within their reach, perhaps this time they can actually send him back to prison where he belonged. He didn't want Prisoner Zero anywhere near his daughter or Romana for even he didn't know what Prisoner Zero's record was. "We have at least 20 minutes to save your planet. You have two choices. Your first choice is you can run to your loved ones and say goodbye, or you can stay and help us."

"No." Amy snapped. She's had enough. She's had enough with Braxiatel regarding her coldly. She's had enough of the Time family suddenly taking charge as though waiting 12 years was nothing to them. This time, it was time for Amy to take charge and show them that she wasn't the little girl that they remembered her to be.

"Well then. It's been nice knowing you Amelia Pond. Now, if you'll excuse us, we're going to save the world." Romana told her and was about to turn in the direction of the nurse that Thyra spotted earlier when Amy stopped them once more.

"I said no!" Amy shouted and she grabbed Braxiatel by the tie harshly, dragging him away from them and up to a car that had just finished parking nearby.

"Amelia Pond! Are you out of your mind?! What the hell are you doing?!" Braxiatel yelped, trying to break lose of Amy's grip, Romana and Thyra trailing behind after them. Amy pushes him against a car as the driver stepped out. She slammed his tie into the door and locked the car with the remote.

"Amelia Pond, let go of my husband!" Romana shouted angrily, standing beside Braxiatel who looked somewhat terrified at Amy. She knew Amy was angry at them for leaving them behind but honestly, Romana did not have time to deal with this. If they didn't get a plan into action soon, the whole of planet Earth was going to burn!

"Who are you three?" Amy demanded.

"You know who we are."

"No, really, who are you three? I need to know!"

"We don't have time for this! Your planet will burn in 20 minutes if we don't do anything to stop it!" Braxiatel snapped, trying to break free from the door but found he couldn't. Bloody hell. Amy really did know how to trap a man. But Braxiatel wasn't even remotely interested in Amy. He was only interested in his Mate, Romana. No other woman desired him for all he ever truly loved was Romana.

"You three better talk quickly, then!" Amy snapped, glowering at each member of the Time family. She was very angry and hurt by them. Ever since she was a little girl, she had always made up stories about them going on adventures together in their magical Time machine. Always telling her friends and family how wonderful and impossible they were but being with them today, they showed a completely different side. They showed the side of arrogance and an air of pomposity, as though they were better than everyone else. Thyra was fine mostly but Amy could tell Romana and Braxiatel were pretty full of themselves when they wanted to be.

The poor driver of the car looked hopelessly at Amy. "Amy, I'm going to need my car back."

Amy didn't even glance at him and her lips twitched in annoyance as she kept her gaze on the Time family. "Yes, in a bit. Now go and have coffee."

The driver knew he was going to go into an argument he was not going to win and he nodded. "Right, yes." He hurriedly leaves.

Thyra turned to Amelia, reaching into her pocket and tosses the apple, the very same apple that Amelia carved a smiley face to when she was a little girl. For some reason when Thyra got changed earlier, the apple fell out of her robes and Thyra took it with her in case she got hungry. Well, she thought that was the case but now she knew she needed the apple to prove to Amy that they were real and that they were her friends. "Catch." She threw the apple to Amy and Amy caught it, stunned and she held it in her hand, looking at it with curiosity. "We're the Time family. I'm Thyra, that's my father, Lord Irving Braxiatel who you have got trapped there and that's my mother, Lady Romanadvoratrelundar. We're Time Travellers. Everything that we have told you 12 years ago is true. We're completely real." Thyra pointed towards the sky. "What's happening in the sky is real. If you don't let my father go now, everything you've ever known is over."

"I don't believe you." Amy retorted stubbornly. She didn't want to give into the Time family that easily.

Romana grabbed her wrists, making Amelia look into her eyes. "Amelia Pond, please. If you don't believe us, at least believe us for 20 minutes. Look at it." Romana nodded towards the apple Thyra had given to Amy. "Fresh as the day you gave it to my daughter. And you know it's the same one." Amy looked at the apple before looking back at her. "Believe us for 20 minutes."

Amy unlocked the car and Braxiatel sighed with relief and he straightened his tie. "Thank Gallifrey for that." He mumbled, straightening his suit. If Amy had left him there, it would have been highly damaging to his reputation.

"What do we do?"

"We stop the nurse!" Thyra yelled and before anyone could do anything, she ran onto the green and took the nurse's phone out of his hand and Thyra looked at the photo before looking at the stunned nurse. "The sun's going out, and you're photographing a man and a dog. Why?"

"Thyra, manners!" Romana scowled as she, Braxiatel and Amy caught up with her. Thyra rolled her eyes, the phone still in her hand. Her daughter could be incredibly rude at times and Romana knew she was going to have to give her daughter a lesson on how to be a proper lady when they got back to the TARDIS.

The nurse blinked as he saw Amy. "Amy?"

"Hi! Oh, this is Rory, he's a...friend." Amy blushed.

"Boyfriend." Rory corrected, feeling pleased with himself.

"Actually, Thyra's asked you a very good question. Why were you taking a photo of the man and dog?" Braxiatel asked. He had no time to do a social call and he really didn't care if this was Amy's boyfriend or not.

"Oh, my God, it's them!" Rory eyes widened, suddenly realizing who they were. It was the Time family! He recognized them straight away for Amy had often made him dress up as Lord Irving Braxiatel in posh suits and ties of his fathers when they were kids. He and Amy used to dress up as them often and he knew them when he saw them from the amount of drawings she has done of them. But this time, they didn't have the strange looking robes that Amy often described. They were just dressed in normal clothing, well, except for Thyra.

"Just answer their questions, please." Amy gave Rory a pointed look.

Rory gaped at the Time family, looking at one from the other in awe. "It's them, though. The Time Family. The Raggedy Time family."

Amy pinched the bridge of her nose. "Yeah, they came back."

"But they were a story! They were a game!"

Braxiatel grabbed Rory by the shirt, his patience wearing thin. "Answer my question! Why the man and dog?" He bit out angrily. He didn't care if Rory or Amy used to pretend to be them when they were children. What he really wanted to know was why this man was so intent on taking a picture of Prisoner Zero's multiform that stood feet away from them.

Rory blinked, startled by how tight Braxiatel was gripping him. "Sorry. Because he can't be there. Because he's-"

"In hospital, in a coma." The Time family and Rory commented in unison.

Rory looked surprised, yet somewhat relieved that they thought the on the same wavelength and he gave a slight nod. "Yeah."

"There's Prisoner Zero, for you Romana." He let go of Rory's shirt as Romana walked closer to Prisoner Zero. The Multiform snapped and snarled at her as she walked closer. Braxiatel followed her, his hands to his side and ready to draw his blaster if necessary.

Rory turned to Thyra and Amy questioningly. "What, there's a Prisoner Zero too?"

"Oh yeah." Thyra gave him a wicked grin when suddenly, there was electrical buzzing and they look up to see a spaceship fly over the green. The eye began to swivel back and forth.

Romana slipped her sonic screwdriver from her pocket as she looked towards Prisoner Zero. "Your prison ship is scanning this area for non-terrestrial technology. And you know what I'm going to do? I'm going to make sure they find you with my sonic screwdriver." She held it above her head and turned it on. Suddenly, there was chaos everywhere as streetlights shatter, car alarms blare and sirens wail and everyone began to shout out in panic. A fire truck drives away on it's own, the fireman chasing after it. "I think someone's going to notice, don't you?" She smirked, feeling pretty pleased with herself.

Prisoner Zero barked and Romana lowered her sonic screwdriver, aiming it at the phone box, which explodes. The screwdriver itself then sparks and fizzled, causing Romana to drop it to the ground. Her sonic screwdriver was ruined! She loved that sonic screwdriver. Somehow, Romana had a feeling that she would need a new update on her sonic screwdriver anyway because of her new incarnation. Oh, this was all terribly exciting! Not only that, but the TARDIS herself was redecorating so everything around her was going to be completely brand new. "My screwdriver! Oh dear! Thyra, can I borrow yours?"

Thyra looked sheepish. She knew it would be sooner or later for her to admit that her sonic screwdriver was broke. Thyra was ever so careful with her own sonic screwdriver that her father made for her as a gift for her Untempered Schism ceremony and it wasn't actually her fault that it got damaged and broken. "Actually, Prisoner Zero destroyed mine when I was Amy's house."

Romana was about to reprehend her daughter about her sonic screwdriver when the ship began to fly away from them.

Rory looked at it with wide eyes, looking slightly relieved at the fact the alien ship was leaving Earth. "Look it's going!"

Braxiatel got out his own sonic pen but it was too late for Prisoner Zero had turned into some sort of mist and escaped down the drain. Amy tapped Thyra and Braxiatel on the arm. "Thyra! Braxiatel! The drain. It just sort of melted and went down the drain."

"We do have eyes of our own Amy." Braxiatel told her coldly. "We can see for ourselves." They quickly went over to the drain to see where Prisoner Zero had gone to.

Amy swallowed. "So that thing. That hid in my house for 12 years?" She shivered at the thought. She had a damage criminal alien hiding in her home for 12 years? Amy was surprised it hadn't killed her in all the times she has shared a house with it. How did it even get in her house? Did it escape through the crack in her wall?

"It's a Multi-form Amy. They can live for at least a millennia. 12 years is nothing." Romana gently explained, peering at the drain.

"So how come you three show up again on the same day that lot do? The same minute?" Amy asked pointedly, wondering if there was some sort of connection to them. She wouldn't be surprised if there was.

"It's not our fault if that's what your implying." Thyra shifted her hat on her head, trying to make her hair neater. "We just arrived at the same time, that's all."

"No, that's not it." Romana shook her head gracefully. "They're looking for Prisoner Zero but they've followed us. They saw myself and my husband through the crack so they've got a fix. They only arrived twelve years late because we are late."

Rory looked baffled. He hadn't the faintest idea what the Time family were on about. It all sounded like a load of nonsense to him. "What are they on about?"

Braxiatel held out his palm for Rory. "Rory, give me your phone."

Rory looked at Amy in protest. "How can they be real? They were never real!"

"Phone! Now!" Braxiatel snapped angrily. He didn't care if Rory thought of them as the imaginary friends of Amy Pond, right now, all he cared about was trying to figure out the possible disguises that Prisoner Zero might next use.

Rory quickly handed Braxiatel his phone and Braxiatel and Romana began to look at the pictures of coma patients that Rory had on his phone. "They were just a game! We were kids. You made me dress up as Braxiatel!" Rory protested which caused Braxiatel to look mildly surprised at this.

Romana glanced over at them, slightly amused. She couldn't imagine what poor Rory must have been through to dress up like Braxiatel. Just the mere image of that made her want to laugh. "You think these are all coma patients don't you?"

"Yeah." Rory nodded.

"Wrong. They are all multi-form. Eight comas, eight disguises for Prisoner Zero." Romana explained.

Amy frowned. "He had a dog, though. There's a dog in a coma?"

Thyra shrugged. "The coma patient dreams he's walking a dog, Prisoner Zero gets a dog. It's all very simple really."

Braxiatel looked up from the phone, looking at Amy. "Your friend with his grandmother and the laptop. What was his name?"

"Jeff."

Braxiatel looked back at Romana. "We need Jeff's laptop." What they really needed was to go to London where all the proper equipment was there waiting for them but Braxiatel knew that was not the case for they just simply did not have the time to get there and save the world.

Romana smiled mischievously at him. "Now you're talking." She kissed him briefly on the lips, Braxiatel growling lustfully before she quickly pulled apart and looked seriously at the other three. "You three, I need you three to get to the hospital and get everybody out. Clear the whole floor. Phone me when you're done." Braxiatel threw the phone back to Rory who quickly caught it. Romana gave Thyra one last hug before she and Braxiatel ran back to Jeff's house.

Amy turned to Rory before dragging him and Thyra with her. "Your car, come on."

Rory looked at Thyra, baffled. "But how can you be here? The Raggedy Time family?" They quickly entered Rory's mini, Thyra in the backseat.

Thyra merely grinned at him. "We're real all right. Come on, best do as my dad says other wise he'll be angry." Without another word, Rory drove off towards the hospital, trying to wrap his head around what was happening.


Romana and Jeff quickly entered Jeff's bedroom where Jeff was lying on his bed, relaxing with his laptop. "Jeff, give us your laptop. Now!" Braxiatel demanded and he made to take it.

Jeff looked slightly startled but refused to let go off his laptop, not wanting them to find out what he really was using the laptop for. "No, no, no, no, wait, hang on!" He protested for it was too late, Braxiatel had already taken the laptop.

"Just give it here." Braxiatel snatched it and sat at the bottom of the bed before patting the space next to him. "Romana." He said and Romana eagerly did so. He placed the laptop on his knees and his eyes widened as he saw naked girls on Jeff's computer and Romana raised an eyebrow at Braxiatel who cleared his throat uncomfortably before he looked accusingly at Jeff. Honestly, only human men would do this. "You need to find yourself a girlfriend Jeff." He quickly deleted all the internet history and pictures, getting ready to hack onto the government software. He had more important things to worry about than Jeff's personal history.

The door opened and Jeff's gran entered. Jeff looked even more embarrassed than before. First Romana, now his Gran! "Gran."

"What are you doing?" She asked, eyeing Jeff, Lady Romana and Lord Braxiatel. Seeing them all crowded around the laptop.

"Hacking into the government software." Romana cheerily explained. She would have preferred to do this one a proper computer with proper software but right now, this laptop was all they had due to them being in such a boring village. "Right now there is going to be a big conference call-" As she explained, Braxiatel did not once look up from the computer screen for he was too busy typing. "All the experts around the world are panicking at once but do you know what they need? Us." She indicated between herself and Braxiatel just as Braxiatel managed to get up the conference call. "Here they are. All the experts together. NSA, Jodrell Bank, Tokyo Space Centre and even Patrick Moore."

Jeff's Gran beamed at this. "Ooh, I like Patrick Moore."

Braxiatel smirked. Oh, everyone did love Patrick Moore. Well, he didn't for every time they saw him, Patrick Moore always flirted with Romana and that made Braxiatel extremely jealous and annoyed. "We can get you his number. But you will have to watch him, he can be incredibly cheeky. Especially with the ladies."

"You can't just hack in on a call like that!" Jeff protested.

Romana scoffed. When someone told her she couldn't do something, Romana did it anyway just to prove them. Even when she was travelling with the Doctor all those years ago, Romana did things when others thought she could not and she always did them twenty times better than they would have done. She will prove these people wrong, no matter what. "Oh please. We have higher authority than any of these so called experts. They wouldn't even be here if it weren't for us." She held up her psychic paper to the webcam to show them who they were.

"Who are you? This is a secure call. What are you doing?" An expert asked, incredulous.

"Hello to you too. You should know who he is by now-" She pointed to Braxiatel, before she took the computer off him and began to type a series of codes. "That's my husband and Mate, Lord Irving Braxiatel. As for myself, I am Lady Romanadvoratrelundar, defender of the Earth and we are experts if I do say so myself. Now, look at the sun. You need all the help you can get." She cracked her neck.

Braxiatel looked at the webcam. He was always proud of Romana, know matter what and he knew that in the mere hours he has spent with Romana in this incarnation, he will be even more proud of her. "Gentlemen, this is where my Lady takes charge."


Rory, Amy and Thyra were speeding along to the hospital and ran inside.


Romana was typing in something quickly on the mobile that she had stolen from Rory.

"My Lady, what are you doing?" Another expert asked, watching Romana carefully.

"I'm writing a computer virus. It's a very clever, super-fast and perhaps a tiny bit alive, but don't let it on. I'm going to be sending you the virus to all of your human computers. Get everyone who works for you sending this everywhere. Email, text, all of your silly social media websites, radar dish and whatever else you humans use. Any questions?" Romana asked, finishing the touches on the virus. When Thyra was younger, she and Thyra would use to set up competitions with each other. Betting against one another at who can create the worst computer virus before rewriting it entirely and Braxiatel would time them, seeing who would win and often they both drew because they were both that good. Romana knew she would have to do that with Thyra again some point when she continued on with Thyra's schooling.

"What does this virus do?" Patrick Moore asked. "And might I say, you are more beautiful than ever Lady Romana."

Braxiatel growled at him. Oh, here was Patrick Moore again. Flirting with the ladies as he always was. He growled, warning Patrick to back off. "Patrick, she's my Wife and Mate!"

Patrick merely shrugged. "Can't blame a guy for trying."

"Gentlemen, please!" Romana raised a graceful eyebrow at them. Men could get so full of themselves sometimes. "Now is not the time for flirting. The virus is a reset command. It will get in the wifi and will reset every counter it can find. Clocks, calenders, anything with a chip will default at zero at exactly the same time. But this time, I'm afraid I'm going to have to leave all this in the hands of Jeff." Braxiatel slapped Jeff on the back in encouragement.

Jeff blinked, looking at the Time-Lord's in surprise. "In my what?"

Romana quickly closes the laptop partway before looking at Jeff sternly. She barely knew this young man but if he was a friend of Amy's, she trusted him despite the fact knowing little about him. "This is very important so you have to listen to me carefully. In ten minutes, everyone on that screen is going to be offering you any job you want. But first, you will have to prove your worth. You have to make them trust you and get them working." She gave him a sincere smile, showing her faith in Jeff. "This is where you can show the rest of mankind how brilliant you can be. Today is the day that you save the world."

Jeff frowned, the task seemed very daunting to him. "Why me?"

Braxiatel put the laptop down beside Jeff and he got off the bed, holding a hand out for Romana who eagerly took it. "Because we're in your bedroom. Come, my lady. We have work to do." They quickly left the room.

Jeff opened the laptop, seeing all the experts blinking up at him. "Ok, guys, let's do this." He began to start typing away.

Braxiatel re-entered the room, looking pointedly at him. "Also, I've deleted all of your internet history and those extremely rude pictures." Jeff blinked up at him and Braxiatel quickly left the room.

"Onwards again?" Romana asked, waiting for him in Jeff's front room and she held out her hand for him, smiling widely. In the mere few hours of being in this incarnation, Romana found out she liked to offer her hand to Braxiatel. Finding that she liked to hold his hand whether for reassurance or just to have him near her, it didn't matter for it made Romana feel better to know her Mate was by her side.

Braxiatel gave a slight smile back, eagerly taking her hand and he squeezed it. Liking how his large hand fitted perfectly in her small and delicate hand. "Onwards." He kissed her on the cheek and without another word, the two of them ran out of Jeff's house, took a quick look around before running off.


Rory was talking with other nurses whilst Amy and Thyra waited impatiently. Rory quickly rejoined them. "Something's happened up there, we can't get through." He explained. He understood little of what was going on around him but he knew that it was highly important for the Time family. He was still awestruck at the fact that they were real and the fact they were now helping to save the Earth.

Thyra sighed impatiently. No doubt Prisoner Zero was inside the hospital. It must be the only explanation for it. "It must be Prisoner Zero. He must be here. Do they say what happened?"

Rory shrugged. "I don't know. No-one knows."

"Shall we phone your parents?" Amy asked in frustration, wanting to do something but couldn't. How could they do something if they couldn't get inside?

"Nah. Besides, you're a police woman!" Thyra told her, gesturing towards Amy's outfit with a smirk.

Amy looked down at herself before looking into the mirror, grinning. "Ha-ha! Uniform!" She quickly puts her hair up, trying to look professional despite the fact she was actually a kissogram. "Let's hope your parents have a car on them. Otherwise they'll have a hell of a walk to the hospital."


Braxiatel was driving a fire engine, Romana in the seat next to him looking highly amused. She turned in her seat to look at him. "Never in a million years would I picture Irving Braxiatel driving a fire engine."

"Why not? Isn't it every boy's dream to drive one? My brother and I would always dream of driving a fire engine.." He told her truthfully and he couldn't help but turn on the siren as they drove, feeling somewhat childish and Romana smiled fondly, chuckling with amusement.


Thyra, Amy and Rory got out of the lift and they looked around to see that the corridors were a mes with gurneys and tables overturned, scrubs and utensils litter the floor. Thyra shook her head in disgust before she saw a woman holding the hands of her two daughters in front of them. Thyra eyed the woman, something not quite right about her.

"Officer." The woman spoke but her mouth wasn't moving, for instead it was the two girls next to her.

Thyra gestured for Amy and Rory to stay back, Thyra sending Amy a look that this was Prisoner Zero. Thyra turned back to Prisoner Zero for she knew it had gotten it's form wrong once again. "Who did you kill?" Thyra asked seriously, knowing now that Prisoner Zero was in jail for murder and she wondered who he killed before to make him so dangerous.

"We didn't kill anyone. There was a man. A man with a dog. I think Dr Ramsden's dead. And the nurses." Prisoner Zero crooned.

Amy quickly phoned Romana and Braxiatel. "Are you three in?" Romana asked, the sound of the fire engines blaring over the phone.

"Yep. But so's Prisoner Zero." Amy replied. For Thyra looking so young, she was very confident with how she dealt with Prisoner Zero and Amy wondered if she did this often.

"Amy, get yourselves out of there." Romana demanded, her tone not to be argued with. "Now."

Rory turned away from Amy to the woman and as the woman spoke, Rory noticed it was one of the girls speaking instead. His mouth dropped open in horror as Thyra gestured for them to stay back. "He was so angry. He kept shouting. And that dog, the size of that dog, I swear it was rabid." The three of them began to move away from Prisoner Zero, edging backwards towards the exit. "And he just went mad, attacking everyone. Where did he go, did you see? Has he gone? We hid in the ladies."

"Don't play games with us." Thyra warned, tensing slightly. She hoped that Prisoner Zero was nothing that her telekinesis powers couldn't handle. "We know who you are, Prisoner Zero."

Then it was the mother/zero that began to speak and she looked at Thyra, pouting slightly. "Oh, I got it wrong again didn't I? I'm always doing that. So many mouths." She and the two girls opened their mouths to reveal rows of very sharp teeth.

"Oh, my god!" Rory yelped out in fright.

"Thyra? Amy? What's happening?" Romana asked worriedly over the phone. But they couldn't reply for they began to run down the corridor and into one of the wards. They close the door and slide a broom through the handles. "Thyra, talk to me young lady!"

Amy quickly handed the phone to Thyra, the three of them backing away from the doors to the centre of the ward. "We're in the coma ward. But Prisoner Zero is getting in."

She heard her father ask something over the sirens before Romana spoke. "Your father asks which window are you?"

Thyra glanced around at the window, quickly seeing which one. "First floor on the left, fourth from the end." As soon as she said that, Prisoner Zero broke through the room and Rory flinched as the doors opened wide and Thyra put a reassuring hand on his shoulder, telling him everything was going to be okay and Rory seemed to relax slightly as Thyra took control.

Prisoner Zero looked towards Amy, smirking coldly. "Oh, dear. Little Amelia Pond. I've watched you grow up. 12 years, and you never even knew I was there. Little Amelia Pond, waiting for her magical Time family to return."

"But we've returned." Thyra pointed out and Prisoner Zero snapped his head towards her. "We've returned and we will send you back to prison." She let out a victory smile as Prisoner Zero opened it's mouth once more. Amy's mobile beeped, showing a text message from Romana saying; 'Duck!'. The three of them heard the wail of a siren in the distance and Thyra pushes Amy and Rory down just as the ladder from the fire engine breaks through the window. Romana climbed up the ladder, followed closely by Braxiatel and joined the rest of them on the ward.

"Three minutes, we're still good." Romana gave a slight smile upon seeing Thyra. Her and Braxiatel standing side by side. She was on a roll today, that was for sure! This incarnation of hers definitely made a refreshing change. "So we've still got time."

"Time for what, Time-Lady?" The woman/Prisoner Zero hissed.

"Give yourself up, Zero. Take off your disguise and your prison guards will find you in no time. That way, nobody else dies today." Romana warned. She wanted nobody else to die today. Prisoner Zero has already caused enough damage, especially with the crack in the wall. That was what Romana didn't understand though. How was it possible for Prisoner Zero to have such powerful technology to be able to create the crack itself?

"The Atraxi will kill me this time. If I am to die, let there be fire."

Romana laughed coldly. She will always put the fire out. She wasn't the Ice Queen for nothing. "Hasn't anyone ever told you what one of my famous nicknames is? I'm called the Ice Queen. I will freeze over your fire in no time."

Braxiatel looked at Prisoner Zero with his eyebrows furrowed. "You came to this world by opening a crack in space and time. Even you shouldn't have the power to do that."

"I did not open the crack."

Romana and Braxiatel looked surprised at each other. If Prisoner Zero didn't open the crack then who did? Who with the right technology could open such a crack? Braxiatel looked back at Prisoner Zero. "Then if you didn't open it, then who did?"

"The cracks in the skin of the universe-don't you know where they came from? You don't, do you?" Prisoner Zero began to speak in the daughter's voice mockingly. "The Time-Lord's in the TARDIS doesn't know." Then they began to do it in a sing-song voice. "Doesn't know, doesn't know." Braxiatel's hands clenched angrily, hating being taken mockery off but Romana gently squeezed his hand, helping him to calm him as Prisoner Zero stopped mocking him and returned to it's normal voice. "The universe is cracked. The Pandorica will open and the Pandora herself will return." Romana gasped with horror at the statement, knowing who Prisoner Zero was on about. "Silence will fall."

Suddenly there was a clicking sound and Braxiatel let out a victorious smirk as he nodded towards the clock. The humans have done it! And right on time as well otherwise the world would have been blown up into smithereens. "Mock us all you want, Prisoner Zero. But do you want to know what's happening right now? In one little bedroom, our team are working hard. Jeff and the world. And do you want to know what they are doing? They're spreading the word all over the world, quantum fast."

Romana tilted her head to the side, feeling triumphant. "And do you want to know what that word is? The word is Zero. If I was up in the sky in a battleship, monitoring all Earth communications, I would take that as a hint. If I was tracking Earth's communications, I would be able to track a simple computer virus to it's source in under a minute." She took the mobile from her pocket and showed it Prisoner Zero. "Which is this source." Suddenly, a bright light shone through the window.

Thyra laughed delightedly. Her parents have done it once again! They have saved the world and are taking Zero back where he belongs, for good and Thyra couldn't be more than pleased about that. "They've found him! Oh, well done mother!" The ship shone it's light into the hospital, searching for Zero.

"The Atraxi are limited. While I'm in this form, they'll still be unable to detect me. They've tracked a phone, not me." Prisoner Zero/Woman replied confidently.

Romana pouted, unfazed. "Really, you've under estimated us Time-Lord's. This is the excellent thing though." She held up the phone once more. "Do you want to know what this phone is full of? Pictures of you. Every form you have ever learned to take, right here on planet Earth. It's being uploaded right now onto the Atraxi database." She puffed out her chest arrogantly. "I do have to say, I am good."

"More than good, Romana. You are brilliant." Braxiatel corrected her and Romana beamed at the compliment.

"Then I shall take a new form." Prisoner Zero/woman told them.

"Oh please, don't flatter yourself. It will take you months to form that kind of psychic link." Romana scoffed. It was actually pathetic at how desperate Prisoner Zero was behaving. As powerful as it may be, it would not be able to complete a new form in time.

"And I've had years." The Prisoner Zero began to glow and Amy fell to the floor and Thyra and Rory rush over to her in concern.

"No! Amy?" Thyra asked worryingly as the ship outside began to search frantically for Prisoner Zero. Thyra puts her hand to Amy's face gently. Oh no! She really hoped Amy was okay despite Zero taking possession of her. "Hold on Amy! Don't fall asleep, you have to stay awake."

Prisoner Zero took it's new form of Romana and Rory raised an eyebrow at Braxiatel. "Did you wish really hard?"

"No I didn't!" Braxiatel scowled, folding his arms across his chest. Not with Prisoner Zero. Though one of Braxiatel's fantasies was to see what it would be like to be with two Romana's at once.

Romana scoffed at Zero's form. Who was that meant to be? The woman herself looked incredibly small and dainty. "Who's that supposed to be?" She gestured towards Prisoner Zero.

"That's you my dear." Braxiatel chuckled, amused at Romana insulting her own image. It was rather amusing to see Romana insult her own self.

Romana looked astounded. Looking from Braxiatel to Prisoner Zero and back. "Me? I really do look tiny, don't I?"

Rory sent her a quizzical look. How could Romana not know what she looked like? Or how tall she was? "You don't know your own height?"

"She's regenerated. She's had a busy day and no time to look at herself yet." Thyra explained to him but this only seemed to confuse Rory even more.

"Why me, though?" Romana asked Zero. "You're linked through Amy. Why are you copying me?"

"I'm not. Poor Amy Pond. Still such a child inside. Dreaming of the magical Time family she knows will return to save her. What a disappointment you've been." Prisoner Zero mocked and little Amelia/Zero form stepped out from behind Romana's/Zero form.

Romana shook her head, knowing this time she had the advantage. Amy wasn't dreaming about her because of all those years of waiting. No, she was dreaming of Romana because she could hear her and that was what gave Romana hope. That Amy Pond would still listen to her. "No, she's dreaming about me because she can hear my voice." She ran back to Amy's side.

Thyra's eyes widened with realization. "Back in the house, Amy went into Prisoner Zero's room! She must have seen what Prisoner Zero true form was!" She sent a telepathic message to her mother so the others wouldn't be able to hear her.

"Good plan Thyra." Romana replied before looking down at Amy's unconscious form. "Amy, I want you to listen to me very carefully. Thyra tells me you've been inside the room in your house that you couldn't see. She tried to stop you, but you went inside. Amy, you may be scared but I want you to dream about what you saw in that room."

Suddenly there was a bright light where Prisoner Zero was standing and it began to transform back to it's normal self. "No...no...No!"

Braxiatel shoved his hands in his trousers pockets, standing tall. Prisoner Zero was an ugly creature and he eyed it, watching it dangle from the ceiling. "Oh, not so clever are you now Prisoner Zero mmm? A perfect impersonation of yourself."

Prisoner Zero was caught in the light and writhes. "Prisoner Zero is located. Prisoner is restrained."

"Silence, Time-Lord's. Silence will fall." Zero hissed warningly, Romana looked confused as they watched Zero disappear. There was a whoosh of air as the ship began to leave. Braxiatel ran over to the window, grabbing his own mobile and dialling in a number.

Rory was extremely grateful at the fact that Prisoner Zero had been captured and was not going to be causing any more damage to the hospital. He looked back towards the broken window. "The sun-it's back to normal, right? That's good...that's good yeah?"

Thyra gave him a small nod. She rather liked Rory. Despite the fact he was quite a timid person, he was intelligent enough that he photographed all of Prisoner Zero's form, sensing something wrong with them. Not only that, but she could sense kindness in him and patience. "It's good Rory."

Rory sighed with relief just as Amy began to regain consciousness again. "Amy? Are you OK? Are you with us?" He asked, concerned for his girlfriend.

Amy sat up blearily with the help of Thyra and Rory, looking around in confusion. One minute she was awake, watching the clocks go down to zero then she was asleep on the ward floor. She really hoped she hadn't fainted. "What happened?"

Rory jerked his head towards the adult Time-Lord's who were still standing next to the window, Braxiatel on the phone with Romana standing behind Braxiatel, her arms wrapped around his stomach and she rested her head against his back comfortingly. "They did it. The Time family did it."

"No we didn't." Braxiatel replied, his moustache twitching in annoyance.

"What do you mean, dad?" Thyra asked in confusion.

But Braxiatel didn't reply for he managed to get on the line to the Atraxi. "You are being very rude! We Time-Lord's didn't even give you permission to leave! Article 57 of the Shadow Proclamation. This is a fully established, level 5 planet and you were going to burn it?" There was a pause and Braxiatel scoffed. "Did you honestly think there was nobody watching? I want you back here. Now!" He turned his mobile off and put it back in his pocket before turning around and raising Romana's knuckles to his mouth. "Now it's time to show them just how good you are, Romana." He kissed his Mates knuckles. He loved to kiss her. Now that they were married and Mated, Braxiatel wanted to try and get as much opportunity as he could to show his love for Romana. All those years on the High Council, having to hide his feelings, well, no more. Now they were free to show their emotion and love for one another which feeling threatened and Braxiatel found that exhilarating.

"Let's do it." Romana nodded confidently and she quickly left the ward with Braxiatel and Thyra, Amy and Rory quickly following behind.

"Did he just bring them back? Did they just save the world from aliens and then bring all the aliens back again?" Rory asked, stunned. What was even the point of defeating the aliens if they were just going to end up calling them back?

Romana rolled her eyes, striding down the corridor arrogantly. Rory may seem nice but he could be a little dim at times with the questions. "Humans. Always asking the most stupid questions."

"Where are you going?" Amy asked them, wondering where they were heading too and polietly ignored Romana's rudeness.

"The roof." Romana replied offhandedly before she stopped and came across a large mirror hung on the wall. She stopped in her tracks to look at herself more closely. Inspecting her incarnation for she hasn't had chance to yet. She pinched at her cheeks, rubbing them together and

Rory looked at Braxiatel as though he was mad. "You just summoned aliens back to Earth. Actual aliens." Romana began to run a hand down her legs, turning slightly to see her side, examining herself. "Deadly aliens, aliens of death and now you're wife is looking at herself in the mirror?" Braxiatel was watching his wife appreciatively, eyeing her lustfully.

"Oh do hush up now, won't you?" Romana flickered her hair behind her before turning to Braxiatel and putting her hands on her hips seductively. "I think I like this form very much. It will take me some time getting used to with the height."

"I love you for you Romana." Braxiatel told her sincerely. "I will always love you for you. No matter what you may look like for you are my Wife and Mate." Romana looked touched by these words.

"Mate?" Amy asked, confused. Mate? Just what did that mean? She has heard that term a few times but Amy always thought Mate was something that animals had. Similar to a wife but she guessed Mate ran more deeper than just being a wife. "Wife and Mate?"

"It's a Time-Lord thing." Thyra told her cheerily and Amy and Rory shared a baffled look with each other before shrugging as Thyra skipped on ahead to the hospital roof. They reached the rooftop of the hospital and Romana strides purposefully to where the Atraxi ship was waiting for them. Amy and Rory stood back a bit from the Time family.

"So this was a good idea,was it? They were leaving." Amy reminded them, really hoping the Time family knew what they were doing.

"Leaving is good. Never coming back is better." Romana retorted before looking up at the Atraxi ship. "Come on, then! Lady Romanadvoratrelundar will see you now."

The 'eye' disconnects from the ship and scanned the Time family. "You three are not of this world."

"No, we are not. But we've put our fair share of work into it." Romana replied, standing as tall as she could with her shoulders straight. Her ice queen put in mode.

"Is this world important?"

"Important? Of course it's important! This planet has 6 billion people living here. Isn't that important? Actually, here's a better question. Is this world a threat to the Atraxi?" There was a pause as the eye continued rolling up and down. "Oh do hurry up. We don't have all day you know. You're monitoring the whole planet. So, is this world a threat?"

The Atraxi projects a hologram of the Earth with scenes from history. Thyra sent a confident smile towards Amy and Rory who still looked at the Time family nervously. "No." The Atraxi replied.

"Are the people of this world guilty of any crime by the laws of the Atraxi?" Braxiatel asked smoothly.

"No."

Romana smirked. "We have one more question for you. Just one more. Now, is this world protected? Because you're not the first aliens to come here." As Romana spoke, the projection showed Cybermen and Daleks, 456, Sontarans, Reapers and the Sycorax and all the other aliens that have come to Earth and that the Time family have put a stop to. "Oh, there have been hundreds and thousands! And what you've got to ask yourselves is this. What happened to them?" The projection went from the first incarnation to the sixth incarnation of Romana, some clips showing Braxiatel and Thyra before it went to the Sixth incarnation of Romana and Romana walked through the projection arrogantly. "Hello, I'm Lady Romanadvoratrelundar. Basically...run!" With that, the Atraxi ship fled quickly. Amy and Thyra laughed with delight when Braxiatel felt something burn in his pocket.

Braxiatel frowned and he reaches in and pulls out the TARDIS key to see it glowing. The Time family smiled delightedly and turned to run back in the direction of the TARDIS.

"Is that it? Is that them gone for good? Who were they?" Amy asked and she looked down from the sky to see the Time family gone and her smile disappeared.


The Time family ran out of the front door of the hospital and across the lawn and found themselves running all the way to the TARDIS with ease. They managed to return to the TARDIS and saw it has refurbished its exterior and they stepped gingerly in front of it.

Thyra turned to her parents excitedly, her eyes lighting up with excitement. "Can I open the doors first? Pleaaaseee?" She gave her parents a puppy eyed look. She had been looking forward to this all day! Ever since she was a baby, the TARDIS had the same interior design for as long as she could remember and to finally see the TARDIS redecorate, it was like a new chapter in her life ready to start.

Romana laughed at her daughter's happiness. She would do anything to see her daughter happy and she had to admit, even she was a tiny bit excited to see what the new TARDIS looked like. She hoped it wasn't coral again this time. "Of course you can my love. It's your honour."

Thyra grinned and she opened the door and the Time family peered in, looking amazed at the new TARDIS interior design. "Oh wow! She's even more beautiful than before!" Thyra gasped in awe.

Romana and Braxiatel held hands as they entered the TARDIS with Thyra, bright smiles on their faces. "Welcome home my love." Braxiatel commented with a bright smile, feeling content. "Welcome home."

Amy and Rory run up just as the TARDIS dematerializes. Amy closed her eyes, a sinking feeling in her heart as she remembered that sound from when she was a little girl and gave a faint smile, knowing that one day they will come back for her. One day.


It was the night before Amelia's wedding and Amy was sleeping when she heard the familiar sound of the TARDIS. Amy snapped her eyes wide open and she quickly jumped out of bed and ran to the window to see the TARDIS standing once again in the back garden. Her heart was beating wildly with excitement and she quickly went down stairs, grabbing a robe and some slippers and slipped outside to see the Time family standing outside the TARDIS. It couldn't be them! But Amy knew it was for they have come back for her like they always do but she had to make sure that it was really them and not her mind playing tricks on her.

Romana looked up to see Amelia merging from the path and she smiled brightly upon seeing the young woman. "Hello again. I'm very sorry about us running off earlier without saying goodbye, it was very rude of us to do so. But you see, our TARDIS redecorated and my daughter here has never seen the TARDIS redecorate before so it is all terribly exciting." Thyra sent Amelia a grin. "So we took a little trip to the moon and back to run her in. She's all ready to go." She patted the TARDIS fondly and the TARDIS hummed underneath her touch.

Amy looked at each member of the Time family with wide eyes. It was them all right. Her magical Time family. But she has waited two years for them. Two years and she has had plenty of life changing experiences, one of them which was happening tomorrow. "It's you three again. You've all come back."

"Of course we've come back. We always come back in the end." Braxiatel gave her a curt nod, leaning against the TARDIS with his arms folded across his chest lazily.

Amy looked at them suspiciously as a question rolled in her mind. A question that she has been dying to know ever since she has first encountered the family since she was a little girl. "Are you three from another planet?"

Thyra snorted in amusement and Romana rolled her eyes. "I'm going to let you answer that one Amelia Pond. What do you think?"

Amy bit her lip, feeling slightly foolish. "Ok...you three are from another planet."

"So what do you think?" Thyra piped up.

Amy blinked, looking in her direction. "Of what?"

"Other planets. Would you like to come with us?" Thyra asked hopefully. She had realized it had gotten slightly lonely with her just travelling with her parents. As much as she loved her parents, she needed someone else on board. Someone to else to talk to and have fun with and she had talked about this with her parents, both agreeing it would be nicer to have a new face on board to make them feel less lonely.

"What does that mean?"

Romana sent Amy a wry smile. "It means, well...would you like to come travelling with us?"

"Where?"

"Wherever and whenever you like." Romana replied. A new companion. Whilst travelling alone was fine and giving Thyra her education, they needed someone else on board. They needed someone to show the universe to and someone to stop them if things were going too far. "This is a Time machine after all."

Amy nodded. "All that stuff, the hospital, the spaceships, Prisoner Zero..."

"That's just the beginning." Braxiatel told her, chuckling. "Once you step inside the TARDS, it will never end."

"Yeah, but those things, amazing things, all that stuff..." Amy looked at them rather angrily and pointed an accusing finger at them. "That was two years ago!"

The Time family looked at each other sheepishly. "Oops!"

"Yes. Oops." Amy glared at them.

"So that's 14 years?" Braxiatel asked, scratching his head as he counted how many years since Amy has now known them for. Amy nodded once more.

Romana gently tugged Amelia by the hand. "Amy Pond, the girl who waited, you've waited long enough."

"When I was a kid, you said there was a swimming pool and a library and the swimming pool in the library." Amy pointed out, remembering all those years ago and she couldn't help but feel slightly giddy inside. She wanted to go. Really, she did but then there was tomorrow. Could she really run away from tomorrow and leave him behind?

"Yes but not anymore. I removed the swimming pool from the library so it does not damage my private book and art collection in the library. I am very fond of those artefacts." Braxiatel told her and for good measures to. Luckily, none of his belongings had gotten damaged as the TARDIS rebuilt herself, something he was extremely thankful for. "So, are you coming with us?"

Amy's smile faltered. "No!"

"You wanted to come with us 14 years ago." Thyra pouted, feeling slightly disappointed but she could see it in Amy's eyes that she really did wanted to come with us even if she was being stubborn.

"I grew up."

"So did Thyra, but she's still with us." Romana nodded towards her daughter and Thyra stuck her tongue cheekily at her mother before Romana turned back to Amy. She raised her spare hand and snapped her fingers and snapped her fingers and the door to the TARDIS opened, bathing Amy in a warm orange glow. Feeling overwhelmed at the sight of their ship, Amy slowly entered the TARDIS.

The Time family stepped in behind Amy, looking smugly at each other before Romana turned back to Amy. "Anything you want to say? Any passing remarks? We've heard them all." Thyra skipped past them and to the console it self, leaning against it and smiling brightly at them.

Amy looked around, gob-smacked. She saw the TARDIS was more metal, less organic-looking. The centre column was on a glass-see through floor and there were stairs leading to the other levels and doors. She turned around to Romana and Braxiatel, eyes wide. "I'm in my nightie."

Romana laughed good heartedly. "Oh, not to worry about that. We have plenty of clothes in the wardrobe, Thyra will show you around later. So, Amy Pond, everything that ever happened or ever will...where do you want to start?" She walked up to the controls next to Thyra and Braxiatel stood beside her, resting an arm around her waist and Romana put an arm around his waist, leaning in against each other.

Amy raised an eyebrow at them. They were so full of themselves sometime! And so arrogant! But Amy somehow knew it was in their nature for them to be arrogant. "You three sound so sure that I'm coming."

"You will come. Won't you?" Thyra asked hopefully, looking extremely worried and Amy felt slightly guilty for making Thyra worried. "I really want you to come."

"Why?" Amy couldn't help but ask.

"Because you've been dreaming this all of your life and you're just a little Scottish girl in a remote English village." Romana told her in a persuasive tone. "Plus, Thyra has been dying for a new companion to come on board. So yes, you're definitely coming with us."

"Can you get me back for tomorrow morning?"

Braxiatel patted the controls only for it to spark at him and he scowled, removing his hand. "This is a Time Machine. How many more times do we have to say?" He studied her carefully, wondering what was so important about tomorrow morning for Amelia. "Why, what's so important about tomorrow?"

Amy shrugged, not wanting to discuss it for she herself was terrified of tomorrow morning. "Nothing. Nothing. Just...you know, stuff."

Romana eyed her, knowing that she was lying about something important and she pursed her lips, deciding not to pry on Amy's life. If Amy had a reason for not wanting to discuss tomorrow morning, then that was fine by Romana. "We'll be back in time for...stuff." Suddenly, two new screwdrivers extended from the console surface.

Thyra eagerly took them, both of them looking identical except for the colour tops. Romana's colour was a watermelon pink where was a deep green colour. Both sonics were almost as sleek as Braxiatel's sonic pen, only they had a slight edge to it and more steam-punk style. "New Sonics!" Thyra beamed throwing hers in the air before catching it with ease. "Thank you!" She thanked the TARDIS appreciatively and the TARDIS hummed delightedly.

"Why me though?" Amy pressed once more, this time wanting the real answer. She wanted to know why she deserved this trip of a lifetime with this wonderful Time family.

"Haven't we just answered this?" Braxiatel raised an eyebrow at her.

Amy sighed. "No, seriously. You three are asking me to run away with you in the middle of the night. It's a fair question. Why me?"

"We've been travelling a bit on our own for a while." Romana gently explained. "We've noticed we need someone for the TARDIS is so large but it needs people."

Amy folded her arms, feeling that there was something more to it and she glanced at the Time family anxiously. "You three are lonely. That's it? Just that?"

"Just that reason." Romana nodded. "We may have each other, but as a family, we do sometimes get cranky with each other. Hey, don't we?" She sent a smile at Thyra.

"I'm not that bad!" Thyra pouted, making Braxiatel chuckle. "Dad!" She whined, seeing her father take her mother's side. "I thought you were meant to be on my side!"

Amy smiled fondly at the Time family. "Ok." She nodded confidently.

"Are you fine with the TARDIS?" Romana asked, concerned. "I know the TARDIS can sometimes make people a bit dumbfounded."

"I'm fine. It's just..." She gestured around the control room. "There's a whole world in here, just like you said. It's all true. I thought...well, I started to think that maybe you were just some mad family with a box. Ha-ha! Yeah!" Amy laughed, unable to hide her excitement any longer. "Goodbye, Leadworth. Hello everything!"

Romana hits the dematiralization switch and the four of them held onto the console tightly, all of them sending each other wide smiles.