A/N - Don't forget to vote on the poll to decide the other SJA episode for this story including Death Of The Doctor.

I leant against console, watching Amy, still dressed in her nightie, float out in space, The Doctor holding onto her by her ankle.

My name is Amy Pond. When I was seven, I had an imaginary friend. Last night was the night before my wedding...

"Come on, Pond. " The Doctor called, pulling her back in.

...and my imaginary friend came back.

"NOW do you believe me?" He asked as Amy clutched onto him tightly, looking out of the door in awe.

"OK, your box is a spaceship. It's really, really a spaceship. We are in space! Whoo!" She called out the doors before frowning. "What are we breathing?"

"I've extended the air shell - we're fine." I called over.

The Doctor squatted down in the doorway, peering down, "Now, that's interesting." I pulled the scanner round to see what he was looking at, watching a ship flying through space with the UK flag stuck across it, skyscrapers and buildings on top. "29th Century. Solar flares roast the earth," He got up, walking over to the console. "And the entire human race packs its bags," He walked round, tapping his fingers on my bump as he pulled levers. "And moves out till the weather improves. Whole nations..."

"Doctor, Flo?" Amy called. I looked over wtih a frown, to find the doorway empty.

"...migrating to the stars."

"Doctor, Flo?"

"Isn't that amazing?"

"Doctor!" I said, whacking him on the arm, nodding to the empty doorway. We walked over to the doors, peering up to find Amy clutching onto the top of The TARDIS.

"Well, come on." The Doctor called, pulling her back in. "I've found us a spaceship." We moved back over to the console, pulling the scanner round, looking at the spaceship. "This is the United Kingdom of Britain and Northern Ireland - all of it, bolted together and floating in the sky. Starship UK. It's Britain, but metal. That's not just a ship - that's an idea. That's a whole country, living and laughing and...shopping." Amy chuckled, looking at him. "Searching the stars for a new home."

"Can we go out and see?" Amy asked.

"Course we can but first, there's a thing."

"A thing?"

"An important thing. In fact, thing one – " He picked up a magnifying glass, looking through it. "We are observers only. That's the one rule we've always stuck to in my travels." He put his arm round my shoulders.

"A rule that always works." I said sarcastically.

The Doctor rolled his eyes, "We never get involved in the affairs of other peoples or planets." He continued. "Ooh! That's interesting." The scanner flickered over to a young girl crying and I watched, amused as The Doctor ran out of The TARDIS.

"So we're like a wildlife documentary, yeah?" Amy asked, fixated on the screen. "Cos if they see a wounded little cub or something, they can't just save it - they've got to keep filming and let it die. That's got to be hard. I don't think I could do that. Don't you find that hard - being all, like, detached and cold?" I gulped, that felt all to familiar. One of the last, proper conversations with my last Doctor was how I had become a cold, detached girl. But this new Doctor, he was like a kid, full of life. Maybe this new man... he wanted to be a better man, to make me trust him again. Maybe we could help each other. I shook my head, watching as The Doctor appeared on screen next to the girl, who got up and ran away. "Doctor?" She frowned. I laughed as The Doctor looked straight at us, waving. Amy smiled, running towards the doors. I rolled my eyes, following after her. I shut the door behind us as we stepped out into some sort of contemporary market, an arched glass ceiling which you could see the stars through. "I'm in the future." She gaped, looking around in awe. "Like hundreds...of years in the future. I've been dead for centuries."

"Oh, lovely." The Doctor sighed, putting his arm around my shoulders again. "We've got a cheery one, dear." He grabbed Amy's arm and we walked off. "Never mind dead, look at this place. Isn't it wrong?"

"Yes." I nodded in agreement, I could feel it, maybe it was being so close to giving birth, my senses just seemed hightened. "Something is wrong."

"What's wrong?" Amy asked.

"Use your eyes, notice everything." The Doctor continued. "What's wrong with this picture?"

"Is it...the bicycles?" She pointed to a bicycle with a seat attached as it drove past. "Bit unusual on a spaceship, bicycles."

"Says the girl in the nightie."

"Oh, my God!" She gasped, looking down at her nightie. "I'm in my nightie."

"Now, come on, look around you. Actually look."

"London Market is a crime-free zone." The tannoy announced.

"Life on a giant starship, back to basics." I explained to Amy. "Bicycles, washing lines, wind-up street lamps. But look closer. Secrets and shadows, lives led in fear. Society bent out of shape, on the brink of collapse. A police state. Excuse him." She frowned, seeing as I was apologising for something The Doctor hadn't done yet. At the same time The Doctor ran over to a table where two people sat with drinks, picked up a glass of water and set in on the floor, looking at it carefully. With a apologetic smile to the people, I picked up the glass and put it back on the table, pulling The Doctor up. "Sorry." I apologised. "Checking all the water in this area."

The Doctor nodded, "There's an escaped fish." He tapped his nose and put his arm back round my shoulders and we continued walking. "Where was I?"

"Why did you just do that with the water?" Amy asked.

"Don't know. I think a lot. It's hard to keep track. Now, police state - do you see it yet?"

"Where?"

I rolled my eyes, so used to The Doctor's companions working these things out already, Martha and Donna would have already figured it out... maybe even Rose. I wasn't being mean, Amy was my best friend, I'd just become so used to having Martha, Donna, Mickey, Rani, Maria and Clyde as my best friends... I'd completelty forgotten what it was like dealing with Rory and Amy again.

"There." I pointed over at the girl we'd seen before, sitting alone on a bench crying, people walking past, ignoring her and we headed towards her.

...

The Doctor, Amy and I sat on a bench facing the girl.

"One little girl crying. So?" Amy frowned.

"Crying silently." The Doctor corrected. "I mean, children cry cos they want attention, cos they're hurt or afraid."

"When they cry silently, it's cos they just can't stop." I agreed. "Any parent knows that."

Amy frowned, looking between the two of us, "Are you a parent then, Doctor?"

The Doctor took my hand, squeezing it, looking at Amy, stunned at her question. I squeezed his hand back, trying not to think of the last time The Doctor and I saw our daughter, who in fact did cry silently, "Hundreds of parents walking past this spot and not one of them's asking her what's wrong," The Doctor continued. "Which means...they already know, and it's something they don't talk about. Secrets. They're not helping her, so it's something they're afraid of. Shadows - whatever they're afraid of - it's nowhere to be seen, which means it's everywhere. Police state."

We looked back over at the girl to find she'd disappeared, "Where'd she go?" Amy asked.

"Deck 207, Apple Sesame block, Dwelling 54A. You're looking for Mandy Tanner. Oh," He reached into his pocket and pulled out a ID wallet. "This fell out of her pocket when I accidentally bumped into her." He handed it to Amy. "Took me four goes. Ask her about those things - the smiling fellows in the booths. They're everywhere."

Amy frowned, "But they're just things."

"They're clean. Everything else here is battered and filthy - look at this place. But no-one's laid a finger on those booths. Not a footprint within two feet of them. Ask Mandy, "Why are people scared of the things in the booths?"."

"No. Hang on - what do I do?" She asked. "I don't know what I'm doing here and I'm not even dressed!" She whispered.

"It's this or Leadworth." I said.

"What do you think? Let's see. What will Amy Pond choose?" The Doctor asked and Amy stared back at him, not amused. "Ha-ha, gotcha!" He checked his watch. "Meet us back here in half an hour."

"What are you going to do?"

"What we always do. Stay out of trouble." He shrugged, standing up.

"Badly." I added, following after him as he leapt over the bench and walked away.

"So is this how it works, Doctor?" Amy called. "You never interfere in the affairs of other peoples or planets, unless there's children crying?"

The Doctor smiled, taking my hand, "Yes."

...

The Doctor and I jumped off the ladder into a maintenance corridor, looking round the silent hallway.

"Theta..." I began quietly as The Doctor placed his hands on the wall, leaning in to listen. "You do realise she will ask a lot of questions. About me and you, about the baby. She's just stayed quiet for now. But she will want to know how her best friend became pregnant and how we even know each other. It's coming."

"Can't be." He mumbled, pulling away from the wall.

"Doctor, I'm not travelling with you anymore!" I snapped, making him look over at me. "I'm about to have a baby any day, and I've just realised I don't remember why I was where I was when we met! You need to take me home soon, ok? I missed Christmas and I promised Luke I would stop randomly running off with you, and I broke that promise straight away!"

"You're always thinking about consequences, you know that?" He asked calmly. "Why don't you ever just do things, not bother to think what will happen after?" He muttered, turning and scanning around with the sonic.

"Because if I did that, you'd be dead!" I rolled my eyes as he glanced down at a glass of water on the floor before laying down on the floor, staring at it.

A woman in a red cape and mask appeared in front of him, startling me slightly, where had she come from?! "The impossible truth in a glass of water." She whispered. "Not many people see it." The Doctor stood up and I stepped over to him, taking his hand. "But you do, don't you, Doctor, Flo?"

The Doctor blinked, "You know us?"

"Keep your voice down." She hissed. "They're everywhere. Tell me what you see in the glass."

"Who says I see anything?"

"Don't waste time. At the marketplace, you placed a glass of water on the floor, looked at it, Flo apologised on your behalf, already knowing what you were doing, then you both came straight here to the engine room. Why?"

I breathed in sharply, "No engine vibration on deck." I explained quietly. "Ship this size, engine this big, you'd feel it. The water would move."

"So... we thought I'd take a look." The Doctor continued, opening up a power box on the wall, showing wires unnatached. "It doesn't make sense. These power couplings, they're not connected. Look. Look - they're dummies, see?" He crossed over, tapping the walls. "And behind this wall, nothing. It's hollow. If I didn't know better, I'd say there was..."

"No engine at all." The woman whispered.

"But it's working." I muttered, frowning. "This ship is travelling though space. "We saw it."

"The impossible truth, Doctor, Flo. We're travelling among the stars in a spaceship that could never fly."

"How?" The Doctor asked.

"I don't know. There's a darkness at the heart of this nation. It threatens every one of us. Help us, Doctor, Flo. You're our only hope. Your friend is safe." She pulled out a PDA, handing it to me. "This will take you to her. Now go, quickly!" She began to walk away quickly.

"Who are you? How do we find you again?"

The woman looked back at us, "I am Liz 10. And I will find you."

...

The Doctor and I arrived outside a door that we'd tracked Amy to, Mandy standing outside. The door swung open by itself and inside sat Amy opposite a screen.

"Amy?" The Doctor asked. "What have you done?"

...

The Doctor on the chair, using the sonic on the lamp. "Yeah, your basic memory wipe job." He sighed as I shook my head at Amy. "Must have erased about 20 minutes."

"But why would I choose to forget?" Amy asked.

"Cos everyone does." Mandy said from the doorway. "Everyone chooses the "forget" button."

"Did you?" The Doctor asked her.

"I'm not eligible to vote yet. I'm 12. Any time after you're 16, you're allowed to the see the film and make your choice. And then, once every five years..."

"And once every five years, everyone chooses to forget what they've learned. Democracy in action." He turned and headed over to the monitors.

"How do you not know about this? Are you Scottish too?"

"Oh, way worse than Scottish." I laughed, moving over to him. "He can't even see the movie. Won't play for him." I leaned forward, pressing the button, only for the movie not to play for me either. "Or me it seems." I shrugged. "I'm not surprised."

"It played for me." Amy frowned.

"The difference being the computer doesn't accept us as human." The Doctor said.

"Why not?" Amy frowned at me, her eyes widening. "Oh my god are you an alien Flo?!" She gasped.

I laughed, "No, love, I'm human."

"Flo's just a bit of an anomalie in the universe now." The Doctor explained.

"You look human." Amy said to The Doctor, moving over next to us.

"No, you look Time Lord." I smiled. "They came first."

"So there are other Time Lords, yeah?"

"No." The Doctor shook his head. "There were, but there aren't... Just me now."

"Long story. There was a bad day." I said as The Doctor gripped my hand, the both of us thinking about what happened with The Master and the Time Lords, for which to us, had only happened just hours ago as well as the day The Doctor ended the war, which he'd shown me snippets of telepathically. "Bad stuff happened, and you know what? We'd both love to forget it all, every last bit of it, but we don't. Not ever. Cos this is what we do - every time, every day, every second. This."

The Doctor grabbed hold of me, pushing me out of the room, "Hold tight." He told me and Amy. "We're bringing down the government." He pounded the protest button and the door slammed shut in front of me and Mandy.

"YOU!" I shouted angrily, banging my hand on the door. "I'm going to kill him!" I sighed.

The lit sign outside switched from "Occupied" to "Empty". I sighed, turning and leant against the door as the woman who told me and The Doctor where to find Amy, Liz 10, came up behind Mandy, startling her.

Liz chuckled, "It's all right, love." She removed her mask to reveal a mized raced woman with black curly hair. "It's only me."

...

"So you know me and The Doctor?" I asked as the three of us made our way through a hallway and I watched the PDA, tracking down The Doctor and Amy. "Well, I take it you do."

"Yes." Liz nodded.

"And I take it you know of me and The Doctor."

She smirked at me, "You're very well known with the royal family, a personal ledgend with Torchwood and UNIT and defender of Ealing."

"I try my best." I laughed. "And The Doctor?"

"Well," She smirked even more. "He's very well known with the royal family as well."

I frowned, not knowing what she was going on about. I opened my mouth to ask what she meant when Liz opened a door and we appeared behind The Doctor and Amy who were covered in goo, two of the things from the booths, which Liz had told me were called Smilers, advanced on them. I reached to Liz's holster, grabbing the laser pistol I noticed she had earlier and shot at the Smilers, pulling Amy back. I gave it back to Liz as I blinked, slightly shocked at how quick my instincts were now. But it was Amy and The Doctor...

"Look who it is." The Doctor breathed, looking over at Liz over my shoulder. "You look a lot better without your mask."

I pulled back from The Doctor as he tried to pull me into a gooey hug, slapping him round the face. Amy winced in shock as The Doctor held a hand to his face, "What the hell did you throw me out for?!" I shouted at him. "Where did you go?!"

He grinned at me, moving his hand away, "We ended up on a tongue. We were falling through the floor, you're pregnant!"

"And you took Amy with you! What if it was Martha instead?"

"Who's Martha?" Amy frowned.

"Flo's best friend." The Doctor explained quickly, earning a stunned expression from Amy. "And no, of course not!"

"New man who doesn't think." I groaned, rubbing my face.

Liz laughed at our interactions, "You're the same as the records say then." She smiled, turning to Amy. "You must be Amy. Liz. Liz 10."

"Hi." Amy smiled.

Liz shook her hand, "Eurgh!" She winced, wiping her hand on her cloak. "Lovely hair, Amy. Shame about the sick." She turned and headed to the door.

"You know Mandy, yeah?" I smiled to Amy and The Doctor, putting my arm around the young girl. "She's very brave."

The Doctor smiled at me and Mandy, clearly thinking about what it would be like when our child was born, "How did you find us?" He asked.

"Stuck my gizmo on you." Liz called as I threw the PDA to him. "Been listening in. Nice moves on the hurl escape. So, what's the big fella doing here?"

"You're over 16, you've voted. Whatever this is, you've chosen to forget about it."

"No." Liz shook her head. "Never forgot, never voted. Not technically a British subject."

"Then who and what are you, and how do you know me and Flo?"

"You're a bit hard to miss, love." She smirked. "Mysterious strangers, MO consistent both with higher alien intelligence, hair of an idiot..." The Doctor pointed at her, about to argue before running his hand through his soaked hair. "And the same beautiful face as Sarah Jane Smith. I've been brought up on the stories. My whole family was."

"Your family?"

I glanced over at the Smilers as one began to move, "They're repairing." I muttered.

"Doesn't take them long." Liz nodded. "Let's move."

...

"The Doctor and Flo." Liz said as we walked along the lower corridors. "Old drinking buddies of Henry XII. Tea and scones with Liz II. Vicky was a bit on the fence about you, weren't she? Knighted and exiled you both on the same day. And so much for the Virgin Queen, Doctor, you bad, bad boy!"

"Excuse me?!" I shouted, my jaw dropping, staring at The Doctor.

"Doctor?" I hissed as Amy watched us with a frown.

"It was after you left and we lost Donna... I was travelling on my own..." He mumbled. "It's not what it's seems..." "Liz 10?" The Doctor asked quickly, changing the subject as Liz smirked at us.

"This isn't over." I muttered.

"Liz 10, yeah. Elizabeth X." Liz nodded. "And down!" The Doctor and I ducked down immediately, the both of us pulling Amy down with us as she fired at a Smiler that had appeared behind us. "I'm the bloody Queen, mate. Basically, I rule." She smirked.

...

Liz lead us into the base of a vator shaft, "There's a high-speed Vator through there." She nodded and The Doctor and I looked into a caged area where two tentacles waved around violently. "Oh, yeah. There's these things. Any ideas?"

"Doctor, I saw one of these up top." Amy said. "There was a hole in the road, like it had burst through, like a root."

"Exactly like a root." I nodded. "It's all one creature - the same one we were inside - reaching out. It must be growing through the mechanisms of the entire ship."

"What? Like an infestation?" Liz asked.

"Someone's helping it." The Doctor muttered, taking my hand. "Feeding it."

"Feeding my subjects to it. Come on. We've got to keep moving." She stormed off in anger, Mandy following.

"Flo, Doctor?" Amy asked softly.

"Oh, Amy." I breathed, staring at the creature banged against the bars. "We should never have come here."

...

The Doctor walked carefully through the maze of glasses on the floor of Liz's room as Liz sat on her bed, Amy, Mandy and I sitting at the bottom of it.

"Why all the glasses?" The Doctor asked.

"To remind me every single day that my government is up to something, and it's my duty to find out what." Liz replied.

The Doctor picked up her mask, "A queen going undercover to investigate her own kingdom?"

"Secrets are being kept from me. I don't have a choice. Ten years I've been at this - my entire reign - and you've achieved more in one afternoon."

He began to pace back and forth, "How old were you when you came to the throne?"

"40. Why?"

"What, you're 50 now?" Amy asked, putting up her hair. "No way!"

"Yeah, they slowed my body clock. Keeps me looking like the stamps."

The Doctor sat down on the bed, "And you always wear this in public?"

"Undercover's not easy when you're me. The autographs, the bunting."

"Air-balanced porcelain." I muttered, glancing over at the mask. "Stays on by itself, cos it's perfectly sculpted to your face."

"Yeah." She frowned. "So what?"

"Oh, Liz." The Doctor mumbled. "So everything."

The door swung open and four hooded men stalked in.

"What are you doing?" Liz shouted, outraged. "How dare you come in here?"

"Ma'am, you have expressed interest in the interior workings of Starship UK." One of the hooded men announced. "You will come with us now."

"Why would I do that?" The man's head span round, showing the face of an angry Smiler. "How can they be Smilers?"

"Half Smiler, half human." The Doctor muttered.

Liz stood up, staring the Smiler in its face, "Whatever you creatures are, I am still your queen. On whose authority is this done?"

"The highest authority, Ma'am." The Smiler replied.

"I AM the highest authority."

"Yes, ma'am. You must go now, Ma'am."

"Where?"

"The Tower, Ma'am."

...

The five of us were escorted to a large stone room containing high-tech machines, grating through the room showing more tentacles.

"Doctor, where are we?" Amy asked.

"The lowest point of Starship UK." He span round, arms out. "The dungeon."

"Ma'am." A grey haired man in a robe by a piece of machinery said as we approached them.

"Hawthorne!" Liz snapped. "So this is where you hid yourself away. I think you've got some explaining to do."

I looked round, watching as children they walked round in a trance, like slaves, "There's children down here." I frowned. "What's all that about?"

"Protesters and citizens of limited value are fed to the beast." Hawthorne said. "For some reason, it won't eat the children. You're the first adults it's spared. You're very lucky."

"Yeah, look at us." The Doctor nodded. "Torture chamber of the Tower of London. Lucky, lucky, lucky. Except it's not a torture chamber, is it?" He moved over to the equipment, examining it. "Well, except it is. Except it isn't. Depends on your angle." The two of us moved over to Liz by an open "well" with a railing around it, peering down at something, what it was was unclear, alive inside.

"What's that?" Liz asked.

"Well, like I say, depends on the angle. It's either the exposed pain centre of big fella's brain, being tortured relentlessly..."

"Or?"

"Or it's the gas pedal, the accelerator - Starship UK's go-faster button."

"I don't understand."

"Don't you? Try, go on." I sighed. "The spaceship that could never fly, no vibration on deck."

"This creature - this poor, trapped, terrified creature." The Doctor continued. "It's not infesting you, it's not invading - it's what you have instead of an engine. And this place down here is where you hurt it, where you torture it, day after day, just to keep it moving." An intermittent electrical beam shot down in front of us, attacking the creature's exposed brain. "Tell you what." He moved over to another well, lifting off the grate. "Normally, it's above the range of human hearing." One of the tentacles broke free, waving around violently. "This is the sound none of you wanted to hear." He used the sonic on the tentacle, making the creature's screech fill the air.

"Doctor!" I cried, shaking my head. "Stop! It's the Ood Sphere all over again!" The Doctor stared back sympathetically, understanding, sonicing the tentacle again.

Liz lookedover at Hawthorne, "Who did this?" She asked.

"We act on instructions from the highest authority." Hawthorne replied.

"I am the highest authority. The creature will be released, now. I said now!" Nobody moved, making her frown. "Is anyone listening to me?"

The Doctor held up her mask, "Liz. Your mask."

"What about my mask?"

He threw it to her, "Look at it. It's old. At least 200 years old, I'd say."

"Yeah, it's an antique, so?"

"Yeah, an antique made by craftsmen over 200 years ago and perfectly sculpted to your face. They slowed your body clock, all right, but you're not 50. Nearer 300. And it's been a long old reign."

"Nah, it's ten years. I've been on this throne ten years."

"Ten years. And the same ten years over and over again," I sighed, taking her hand. "Always leading you..." I led her over to a voting area by the machinery. "Here." She looked down at the buttons that read 'forget' and 'abdicate'.

She looked back at Hawthorne, "What have you done?"

"Only what you have ordered." Hawthorne said simply. "We work for you, Ma'am. The Winders, the Smilers, all of us." He turned on the screen and a image of Liz appeared.

"If you are watching this..." The recording of Liz began. "If I am watching this, then I have found my way to the Tower Of London. The creature you are looking at is called a Star Whale." Images of diagrams of the Star Whale flickered over, before going back to Liz. "Once, there were millions of them. They lived in the depths of space and, according to legend, guided the early space travelers through the asteroid belts. This one, as far as we are aware, is the last of its kind. 'And what we have done to it breaks my heart. The Earth was burning. Our sun had turned on us, and every other nation had fled to the skies. Our children screamed as the skies grew hotter. And then it came, like a miracle. The last of the star whales. We trapped it, we built our ship around it, and we rode on its back to safety. If you wish our voyage to continue, then you must press the "forget" button." She looked down at the forget button. "Be again the heart of this nation, untainted. If not, press the other button." She looked over at the abdicate button. "Your reign will end, the Star Whale will be released, and our ship will disintegrate. I hope I keep the strength to make the right decision."

"I voted for this?" Amy gulped, looking over at The Doctor who had moved over next to me. "Why would I do that?"

"Because you knew if we stayed here, I'd be faced with an impossible choice." The Doctor snapped angrily. "Humanity or the alien. You took it upon yourself to save me from that. And that was wrong. You don't ever decide what I need to know. Only Flo ever does that."

"I don't even remember doing it." Amy defended as I shook my head.

She was my best friend... but my life with The Doctor had changed me so much... I may hate him and he might have ruined my life, but he'd given me my family. He'd given me Rose, Martha, Mickey, Donna, Jack, Mum, Luke, Rani, Clyde, Maria, Jenny, Hero, Gwen, Ianto, Tosh and Owen... My whole family. He was the father of my children. I loved Amy but I was not going to turn my back on my family. Years ago, it was always Amy, Rory and Mels... but now? For the baby I was about to give birth to any moment, I'd push away anyone.

"You did it. That's what counts."

"I'm... I'm sorry."

"Oh, I don't care." The Doctor snapped, putting his arm around my waist, pulling me towards him. "When Flo and I are done here, you're going home." He pulled me off to some machinery.

"Why? Because I made a mistake?" Amy shouted after him. "One mistake? I don't even remember doing it. Doctor!"

"Yeah. I know. You're only human." The Doctor muttered, fiddling with some of the machinery.

"What are you doing?" Liz asked.

"The worst thing we'll ever do." I explained. "We're going to pass a massive electrical charge through the Star Whale's brain. Should knock out all its higher functions, leave it a vegetable. The ship will still fly, but the whale won't feel it."

"That'll be like killing it." Amy gasped.

"Look, three options." The Doctor shouted, looking over at her. "One: I let the Star Whale continue in unendurable agony for hundreds more years. Two: I kill everyone on this ship. Three: I murder a beautiful, innocent creature as painlessly as I can. And then I find a new name, cos I won't be the Doctor any more."

"There must be something we can do, some other way." Liz begged.

"Nobody talk to me. Nobody human has anything to say to me today!" He roared.

"What and Flo isn't human?!" Amy shouted after him.

"YEARS I HAVE KNOWN HER!" He practically screeched. "She's lasted through so many companions! She is the only one who gets to say anything to me! It's no longer The Doctor who pilots The TARDIS and saves the universe... it's Flo too!" I stared at him, slightly stunned. "It's her TARDIS as well now. It will always be me and her now. We lost Donna... no more now. No more. So nobody human has anything to say to me today. Only her."

...

The Doctor and I worked quietly on the machinery, Amy and Mandy sitting against the wall, watching helplessly. I looked over as three children entered the room, a small boy leading.

"Timmy!" Mandy cried, jumping up and moving over to him. "You made it, you're OK!" Timmy stared back at her, blankly, saying nothing. "It's me - Mandy." I glanced back at the machinery, shaking my head, and looked back over to see Mandy and Timmy petting one of the tentacles.

Amy jumped to her feet, "Doctor, Flo, stop." She begged, rushing over to us, "Whatever you're doing, stop it now!" She moved over to Liz, "Sorry, Your Majesty, going to need a hand." She led her over to the buttons.

"Amy, no! No!" The Doctor and I shouted, rushing over to her.

Amy slammed Liz's hand down on "abdicate" and the ship began to shake violently.

"Amy, what have you done?" I breathed nervously, The Doctor putting hiss arm round my waist.

"Nothing at all." Amy replied. "Am I right?"

Hawthorne peered over at the screen he stood by, "We've INCREASED speed."

"Yeah, well, you've stopped torturing the pilot. Gotta help." She smiled.

"It's still here?" Liz frowned. "I don't understand."

"The Star Whale didn't come like a miracle all those years ago. It volunteered. You didn't have to trap it or torture it - that was all just you. It came because it couldn't stand to watch your children cry. What if you were really old, and really kind and alone? Your whole race dead, no future. What couldn't you do then? If you were that old, and that kind, and the very last of your kind..." She turned to look at The Doctor. "You couldn't just stand there and watch children cry."

I suddenly burst into tears, Amy watching in shock as The Doctor pulled me into a hug.

"We abandoned her," I sobbed quietly into his shoulder, queitly enough so only he could hear. "We left Jenny crying silently. We abandoned her. What if we leave our son-"

"We won't." The Doctor whispered "I promise. We will never leave him."

...

The Doctor and I stood out on the observation deck, staring out at the stars.

"What about Mickey?" I asked, trailing circles on my bump.

"Mickey the idiot?" The Doctor smirked. "No."

I laughed, "Ok then." I breathed in sharply. "What about Koschei?" He looked at me in shock. "After the Master."

"I thought I said no Gallifreyan names."

I smiled as he put his arm around my waist, "What about Koschei for a middle name then?"

Amy appeared next to us, "From Her Majesty." She said, holding out Liz's mask. "She says there will be no more secrets on Starship UK."

"Amy, you could have killed everyone on this ship." The Doctor sighed.

"You could have killed a Star Whale."

He turned to face her, "And you saved it. I know, I know."

"Amazing, though, don't you think? The Star Whale. All that pain and misery... and loneliness." She looked at me and The Doctor. "And it just made it kind."

"But you couldn't have known how it would react."

"YOU couldn't. But I've seen it before. Very old and very kind, and the very, very last. Sound a bit familiar?" I smiled, pulling the three of us into a hug. "Hey."

"What?"

"Gotcha."

"Ha!" He laughed. "Gotcha."

...

"Shouldn't we say goodbye?" Amy asked as we walked back through the market to The TARDIS. "Won't they wonder where we went?"

"For the rest of their lives." I replied. "Oh, the songs they'll write, believe me, ask the Ood! Never mind them. Big day tomorrow."

"Sorry, what?" She asked stunned, making me frown. What was she avoiding?!

"It's always a big day tomorrow." The Doctor said. "We've got a time machine. Flo and I skip the little ones." He unlocked The TARDIS.

"You know what I said about getting back for tomorrow morning..." She began hesitantly. "Have you ever run away from something because you were scared, or not ready, or just... Just because you could?"

"Once...a long time ago."

"What happened?"

"Hello!"

The phone inside The TARDIS began to ring.

"Right." Amy nodded. "Flo, there's something I haven't told you. No. Hang on, is that a phone ringing?" I rolled my eyes and we stepped inside The TARDIS. "People phone you?"

"Of course they do." I laughed as we walked up to the console and The Doctor began to pull at the controls. "Get the phone."

Amy nodded and picked up the phone, "Hello? Sorry, who? No, seriously. Who?" She held her phone against her shoulder, looking over at me. "Says he's Prime Minister. First the Queen, now the Prime Minister. Get about, don't you?"

I rolled my eyes, "Which Prime Minister?" I asked, pulling a lever for The Doctor.

She put the phone against her ear again, "Er, which Prime Minister?" She looked back at me. "The British one."

"Which British one?"

She turned back to the phone, "Which British one?" Her eyes widened and she passed me the phone. "Winston Churchill for you."

"Oh!" I cheered, taking the phone from her and holding it to my ear. "Hello, dear. What's up?"

"Tricky situation, Flo." Winston replied on the phone. "Potentially very dangerous. I think I'm going to need you."

"Don't worry about a thing, Prime Minister." I looked over at The Doctor who grinned at me. "We're on our way."

In bed above, we're deep asleep, while greater love lies further deep. This dream must end, this world must know, we all depend on the beast below.