Meanwhile, Rogers and Adams stood looking over the entrance to the mine, their phasers readied.
In the corner of his eye, Adams noticed something. Turning his head, he saw it - a statue of an angel with its arms covering its eyes.
"Hey, over there," Adams said to Rogers, pointing to the statue with his head turned.
"Yeah, a statue, so what?"
"It was not there a minute ago."
Rogers looked over to where Adams had indicated the angel statue. His face turned white.
"And where is it now!"
Adams turned to see the same angel, its arms outstretched, mouth open, and teeth barred - just metres away from him.
They both instinctively raised their phasers and backed away.
Adams pressed his comm badge. "Captain, Commander - we have an angel statue outside. It appears to be moving."
"We have the same statue down here. Do you think they are living?" Captain Janeway responded. In the tunnels below, she began to scan the statue with a tricorder.
"Not sure, Captain, but they appear to be hostile."
The Captain lurched back, as Commander Tuvok drew his phaser.
Janeway looked at her tricorder readings in a mix of scientific curiosity and awe. "It's definitely not stone. It's some sort of organic matter, but it seems frozen in time at the molecular level."
She looked back up at the statue, which still stood in its former position, lights still pointed towards it. However, they slowly began to die down, almost in unison. Even the light from the tricorder's screen seemed to dim.
"What's happening?" Janeway said, looking around at the dimming equipment.
But Tuvok responded with alarm at something else. "Captain! The Angel!"
Quickly Janeway looked up to see the angel statue, its hand raised, apparently lunging towards them. It's sharp teeth and stone eyes were looking directly at them.
"Everybody move!" Janeway shouted, as their lights dimmed. "Keep track of that angel!"
As they ran, they saw the angel pursuing them between flashes of their lights. It seemed preposterous, but whatever those angels were, they seemed not only alive, but sentient - they were hunting them.
As they ran, Janeway grabber her comm badge. "Voyager, emergency beamout. NOW! Voyager, can you hear me?" No response. The density of the rock was blocking her transmission.
Tuvok and Harry, meanwhile, attempted to fire phaser beams to stun at the statue - to no avail. The beams oddly had no effect on the stone.
"Stun has no effect, Captain. Permission to switch to kill?" Harry said, voice wavering.
"No. We don't know what the statues are intending. Just stay away." Janeway ordered.
They finally reached the exit to the narrow tunnel, angel obviously not far behind. But something… and someone was waiting for them.
A blue box stood directly ahead with an opened door. A black-haired man leaned outside, gazing at the group with curiosity. It seemed he needed only a few moments to understand the situation.
"Quickly, in here!" the man said urgently as he opened the door farther. "Come on, come on!"
The group entered the blue box, apparently reserving any questions for when they were inside. Harry Kim seemed the most stunned after he had a few moments to recover.
"It's...bigger on the inside." he observed, picking up his tricorder to scan.
"Hey! That's my line." the man said, turning towards Ensign Kim as he quickly locked the door to what was until a few moments ago seemed to be just a police box.
"Be polite, now, will you!" the red-haired woman said to the man, in a tone of concern for the new group.
"And who exactly are you?" Captain Janeway said, growing increasingly critical as the danger of the angel statue seemed to have temporarily disappeared.
"I'm the Doctor, " the Doctor said. He turned to the red-haired woman. "And this is my ever-brilliant Donna, my companion."
"Excuse me, sir. I do believe you've taken my name, now," the EMH said, moving forward with a look of disdain on his face.
"Oh, believe me, I had it first. And you're just a hologram," the Doctor said, moving to the EMH. He looked carefully at the EMH's mobile emitter, taking out his sonic screwdriver and scanning the device. "A wonderfully, brilliant, hologram!"
"Excuse me! Just a holo….Oh, do you think so!" the EMH said, a livid tone sinking into one of forgetful pride. "I have the entire medical database of the United Federation of Planets in my program, not to mention hours of opera and a charming bedside manner."
"Oh, no, any halfway-decent civilization with holographic technology can program its own holographic Doctor. Not so sure about the opera. But, this" - he pointed to the emitter admiringly - "this is wonderful!"
"Why you insufferable…." the EMH began, his livid tone no longer forgiving, before he was interrupted by the louder voice of his Captain.
"Excuse, me, if you don't mind," she began, obviously frustrated. "But exactly where are we and why are we here?"
"Well, you were being chased by a weeping angel and I saved you. Bit lucky I was there, really." After the Doctor finished, Donna shot him a disapproving look at the Doctor's candor.
"And how did you know we were there?" Tuvok asked, already investigating the Doctor.
"I got your signal" - he tapped the TARDIS console's screen - "no rock can stop the TARDIS's receiver!"
"TARDIS?" Janeway asked, eyeing the console carefully and with a certain disdain - it looked like a pile of junk, not the orderly console that Starfleet ships were equipped with.
"Time and Relative Dimension in Space. This machine can travel to any point in time and space!" the Doctor said, admiring his TARDIS.
Janeway and Tuvok exchanged surprised glances.
"Well, Doctor, there's probably something we should -"
There was a crashing sound as the TARDIS tilted over, interrupting Janeway's question.
"Ah ha ha! We have an angry weeping angel. Everyone hold on." the Doctor once again prepared the TARDIS for takeoff. He muttered briefly to himself about the irony of an 'angry weeping angel.'
"Doctor, near the cave entrance. There are two of my crewmembers…" Janeway said, concerned.
"On it!" the Doctor said, as the TARDIS dematerialized, leaving the Voyager officers to admire the mechanics. In less than a second, the TARDIS stopped. Janeway raced to the door with the rest of the crew.