He regained his composure; he had to be strong for his daughter.
He stood up and started clicking, flicking and bopping random buttons - it may have looked impressive but mostly the TARDIS did all the work.
He knew what he was going to.
He knew it had to be this way.
He was going to find his daughter.
He was going to make her safe.
And then he would leave.
Forever this time.
Amy would hurt. But then she would heal.
After all, she had Rory.
And the baby.
And who did he have?
No one.
It had always been that way, after the Time War; how ironic that he permanently had a companion, yet was constantly alone.
Everyone said it was the Doctor who left, who left for five minutes and came back years later.
They said he left them.
But really they left him.
When he had Rose, he had slipped up.
Let himself think, just for a second, maybe he wouldn't be alone anymore.
And then she'd slipped away.
Even worse, he knew that where she was, she had another man. Him and not him, all at the same time.
And then he found Amy...
A stubborn little Scottish girl, following the instructions of a man, a crazy man, who'd crashed his big blue box in her back garden, and she obeyed him all because he promised to fix the crack in her wall.
He promised her five minutes, five minutes to save the universe and be back in time to whizz her round the world and back. He promised her five minutes. And came back in twelve years.
She'd known him all her life, he'd known her ten minutes, and yet almost immediately they were friends, best friends, impossible best friends who saved the world in twenty minutes and fought over the last jammy dodger and-
He fiercely wiped his hand over his eyes, blinking away the tears threatening to fall.
A slight thump brought him back to his senses.
He had landed.
He walked slowly to the door of his TARDIS, placed his hand on the handle.
If he had been in a more jovial mood he would have said 'Geronimo!' before stepping out, but now was not a time for fun.
It was a time to save those near and dear to him, Amy, Rory, River, his baby...
If he didn't do this, they would surely kill her.
For River hadn't told Rory the last part of A Good Man Goes to War.
'Demons run when a good man goes to war Night will fall and drown the sun When a good man goes to war
Friendship dies and true love lies Night will fall and the dark will rise When a good man goes to war
Demons run, but count the cost The battle's won, but the child is lost'
Yes, thats what she'd told him.
But there was another verse to that.
A few simple words that would change everything.
'The child, once lost Will then be found Returned in the hour Safe and sound
But Demons Run : where the battle began Will forevermore Mark the death Of a good Man.'
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