"There are no rats on my TARDIS!" The Doctor exclaimed at the end of what had been a very heated discussion. Amy rolled her eyes.
"So, where we off to now?" She asked.
"Not sure," The Doctor replied before giving an excited smile, "Maybe a theme park."
"Yeah or I was thinking…" Amy was interrupted by a bright light and a buzzing noise, before a strange woman with dark auburn hair materialised beside her. River, who had been correcting the mistakes the Doctor was making in flying the TARDIS, moved closer to him and rested her hand on her gun defensively.
"WHO THE HELL ARE YOU?" The Doctor yelled, "AND WHAT ARE YOU DOING ON MY TARDIS?"
The woman looked down at her worn brown boots. "Sorry," She replied, "Wrong place, my vortex manipulator is playing up." The Doctor, Amy and River all gave her questioning looks.
Rory walked up the stairs to the console, eating from a cereal box in his hand, not noticing the intruder in front of him.
"This cereal is really nice," he stated, "We should get some Amy." He looked up just as he bumped into the woman.
"Oh sorry," He apologised, "Erm…" He looked at the Doctor, "Who's this?" He pointed a thumb towards the stranger, cereal box in his other hand.
"Sorry!" The woman gasped before hitting her vortex manipulator and disappearing.
"Not a clue," The Doctor replied.
"Can people normally materialise on and off of here?" River quizzed.
The Doctor wore a confused expression as he looked at her, "Not strangers."
"Well, maybe- she wasn't a stranger," Amy suggested.
The Doctor looked at her, "I don't really know anyone with a vortex manipulator apart from River."
"Maybe it was another version of River," Rory said, while putting the empty box down on one of the chairs around the console.
The Doctor went white, "I hope for all are sakes it isn't."
River glared at him.
"We've already picked her up haven't we?" He asked sheepishly.
"Yes," Amy whispered, "She's behind you." The Doctor gulped. And turned. Smiled a small smile.
"Hello dear," He said.
"You hope for all are sakes it isn't?" She questioned with a fierce look.
"Yes… well…" He began, "Might cause a bad paradox if there was more than one of you." She raised an eyebrow before going to the other side of the console. He looked relieved.
"Really put my foot in it there, didn't I?" He whispered to Amy.
She nodded, "What did you mean anyway?"
"Could you imagine two Rivers?" He whispered almost breathless, "One's enough, but TWO!"
Amy giggled, then frowned, "That's my daughter you're talking about!" She said sternly, then she smiled again, "but I get what you mean."
…...
"Welcome to Spain's best ever waterpark!" The Doctor said, before opening the TARDIS door. River looked outside first.
"More like welcome to England in what appears to be the medieval period," She said looking at him, "Well, your driving's definitely get more accurate."
Amy gave a questioning look.
River smiled, "Got the right planet this time."
"Oh River," The Doctor began, "Stop being so cynical and enjoy!" He extended his arms out, motioning towards the outside.
"I don't know how much enjoying we are going to be doing," she said looking outside, "Angry crowd out there."
"Puh-lease!" The Doctor said, "Deal with angry crowds all the time!" He straightened his jacket before stepping outside, followed by River then Rory and Amy.
….
River sat down on the barricade the four of them had created against a heavy wooden door to prevent access from the angry crowd.
"Am I supposed to be impressed?" She asked the Doctor. He looked out of breath and slightly sulky.
Hammering came at the door. "Kill the witches!" came a yell.
"How did I know we were going to materialise straight in the middle of a town meeting?" The Doctor retorted.
"Deal with angry crowds all the time!" River mocked. Amy grinned.
"Don't encourage her!" The Doctor said to Amy.
The crowd pushed at the door, the barricade- a desk- moved slightly.
"Help me!" River said. The Doctor and Amy both sat on the desk. Rory was more interested with a decorated privacy screen. He thought he could hear noises from behind it. He approached it carefully. On the floor behind it was the woman who strangely materialised on the TARDIS with a deep, gunshot wound to the stomach.
"Oh my god!" He exclaimed. He knelt beside her and put pressure on her wound.
"I'm a nurse, you'll be okay," He said.
Her eyelids flickered, "Yes," she mumbled, "I will be." She gave him a small grin.
