Pain. There was a lot of pain.

It was one of the first thoughts that rushed through Ana's mind when it decided to work again, and coherent sentences started to appear again. Though for a few minutes beforehand she felt like she had died - died and gone to some kind of heaven that was entirely black. That was a scary feeling, especially when she couldn't really remember what caused her to be in the pitch-black heaven.

A sharp pinch to her spine caused Ana to remember that she was, in fact, feeling something. It wasn't exactly a good something, but it was a something to let her know that she wasn't, in fact, dead - just had been unconscious for the past how many hours. A groan escaped her lips and her brows furrowed, as panic started to form in the pit of her stomach. Why was she in so much pain? How the hell did she get into so much pain in the first place? Her spine was the most important part of her body, she couldn't afford to hurt it or even worse, break it. There aren't enough doctors in the militia that could work without any form of electricity or even without any anaesthetic.

There was a moment of silence where Ana couldn't hear anything, she couldn't see anything. Her breathing started to pass by her lips quicker, heavier, she was starting to hyperventilate. She didn't know if her eyes were working or not, the place she woke up was still pitch black. The only thing she did know for sure was the fact that she was lying down on the sand. It was conforming to her body and rough against her skin. Her fingers twitched and clenched, taking a handful of sand into her fist, it wasn't exactly helping her relax. That, however, was a good sign that her spine was not broken - just very VERY sore, possibly bruised and the panic seemed to spread from her gut, to everywhere else. ' I've got to calm down. ' she thought to herself, if she didn't calm down she was sure to pass out again.

What the hell happened?

Breathing in through her nose this time around, the brunette managed to calm down and peel her eyes open. A groan escaped her lips again, as a bright light suddenly assaulted her down closer to her feet. Her left hand lifted from her side and rubbed the sleep from her eyes, only to pause when grains of sand fell from her hand.

Flinching her head backward even more - Ana looked around. "What the fuck?" she questioned, her throat sore and scratchy. Maybe she had screamed a lot? There was still no memory of what caused Ana to wake up on the sand. It took her a couple of seconds to register that she was actually in a cave, the ceiling had a massive hole allowing sunlight to enter. The brunette turned her head slightly and saw the entrance to the cave, one more groan left her, as she fought with her aching limbs to roll over onto her left side.

Her body felt heavy and like it was made of stone rather than flesh and blood. Moving brought more pain to flash across Ana's head and her back. Stiff arms found their way underneath her and pushed herself upwards. Pain continued to rush through her body - a moan escaping her this time around. Brunette hair was sticking to her forehead and the back of her neck, she must have hit her head when whatever it was, caused her to land on her back. "Fuck." she gasped aloud as she pushed her weight upwards even more. It took a couple of seconds before Ana managed to sit up on her knees. "Oh, what the hell happened?" more questions seemed to be filling her head as she had to pause and let her brain find its balance.

Her right hand came up and pressed against the back of her neck. Wincing slightly as fingers encountered a sticky substance lining the base of her skull. Pulling her hand away, Ana noticed the dark red liquid that was staining her fingers. "Shit. That's not good," she mumbled. It was then that Ana reached out and grabbed onto the cave wall, it was rough - slick with something and felt like rock. Holding onto it tightly, fingers gripping onto the ledge that was jutting out from the rock face and pushed herself onto her feet.

There was a brief moment where Ana's vision disappeared, and she fell against the cave wall. Ana snapped her eyes closed and her breath started to get heavier again. ' Where the hell am I? ' The question crossed her mind again. A couple of seconds passed by and Ana opened her green eyes again, vision more clearer and her feet started to move along the sandy ground, making her way to the entrance of the cave. The closer she got, the more she was starting to hear other things. Waves crashing against a shoreline was the first thing she could hear again. ' Waves? We were in Philadelphia the last time I checked. '

The realisation of that fact left Ana stumped. How the hell could she have ended up in a completely different place? Was she dreaming?

No - she figured that one out as well, she wasn't dead, and she wasn't dreaming. The wound on the back of her head was proof enough that both of those ideas weren't true.

Finally, Ana reached the end of the cave, her eyes squinting against the blazing sunlight. Left hand reaching up to shield them from the light, which caused her attention to be caught by something on her far right, sitting just in front of the water.

A box.

A blue box.

A blue police box.

What the Fu-?

"Doctor, can you sonic me? I need to boost the signal, so we can use it as a beacon."

The voice broke through Ana's staring contest with the rather strange box, letting her eyes wander, the Australian spotted THREE other people on the beach with her. A blonde woman, who was standing a few feet away from the two others, who were in front of the blue box. The blonde woman wore a rather nice long black dress and holding a device in the air.

A working electronic device.

' How? '

Ana's body almost collapsed when her hands left the safety of the rock face. Converse covered feet pushed against the sand as her eyes continued to adjust to the brightness, her hand fell away from her face.

The three people hadn't noticed her yet and she really didn't know if she was relieved by that fact, or scared that she couldn't be noticed.

"Where are we up to? Have we done the Bone Meadows? Oh, what about Joan of Arc? Annie loved her."

' That was my name. ' Well - a nickname of hers, but there could possibly be hundreds of thousands of Annie's out there.

"What's the book?" The redhead spoke up as she came to stand by the blonde in the black dress. Ana's feet suddenly started to move forward again, getting closer to the only other humans in this weird place.

"Stay away from it." the man, who looked like he was eleven spoke, though his eyes weren't focused in front of him, instead they were looking everywhere else.

"What is it though?" Truthfully, Ana wanted to know as well - seemed like a diary to her. Ana's feet again took her closer to the rock furthest away from the cave entrance but closer to the three others and she crouched down behind so that she could continue to watch the scene in front of her.

"Her diary."

"Our diary."

"Her past, my future." The man in the bow tie answered. "Time travel, we keep meeting in the wrong order." Time Travel? ' I'm sorry but what? '

' Maybe I am dreaming. There's no way he said TIME TRAVEL.

Suddenly the sound of sand being blown in the wind reached Ana's ears. Four new people appeared out of the sand, which almost caused Ana to lie down and rethink her entire existence. The four men were wearing a military-style uniform.

"You promised me an army, Doctor Song." The man who was standing in front of the others spoke up.

"No, I promise you the equivalent of an army. This is the Doctor." Doctor Song, the blonde wearing the stunning black dress, spoke as a smile crossed her red lips. The military man stepped forward - while The Doctor, the man in the bow tie, did the same.

"Father Octavian." Father? Ana's eyebrows rose, since when did religious types start wearing army style uniforms? "Sir Bishop, second class. Twenty clerics at my command. The troops are already in the dropship and landing shortly." Ana's eyes were brought to the massive ship that was sticking out of the cave, how the hell she had missed that one was a mystery to her. It was from the same set of caves that Ana had just crawled out of. "Doctor Song was helping us with a covert investigation. Has she explained what we're dealing with?"

The blonde turned to look back at The Doctor and his red-headed companion. "Doctor what do you know of the Weeping Angels?"

That sounded rather ominous.

It felt like the situation was a lot worse than that name suggested when the silence dragged on for a rather long period of time. As if Doctor Song had asked The Doctor to do something he would rather not do. Ana shifted in her spot, her thighs were getting tired from crouching for almost fifteen minutes, but she was rather invested in the conversation. It caused her to have a momentary lapse in looking at her surroundings, she suddenly noticed that one of the clerics that had transported down with the Father had spotted her.

"Sir!" The voice sounded directly in Ana's ear. Flinching backwards, Ana fell onto her backside and was just about ready to yell at the man who had startled her, only to put her hands up as the clerics gun was pointed directly at her face. "Found a woman lurking behind the rocks." The man, who seemed to be only a few years older than Ana forced her to her feet and almost dragged her out into the open. Barrel of his gun new pressed between her shoulder blades.

The brunette almost tripped over her converse covered feet as she made her way to the Bishop. Face feeling like it was on fire, she started to open her mouth to explain what she was exactly doing behind the rock, when she caught the expression on the faces of the three others. Ana frowned as she looked at The Doctor, then the redhead and lastly Doctor Song.

"I can explain," she spoke up - The Doctor seemed to be focused on something at the base of her neck, then Ana remembered that she was bleeding. A hand reached up and tried to wipe away the excess blood that had fallen across her shoulder. "I have no idea where I am - or who any of you people are."

"Annie, it's all right." Doctor Song spoke up, as she moved over towards the Australian. Her hand coming up and pushing the gun away from her back - blue eyes focused on Father Octavian. "Bishop, this stunning young brunette is with us."

"I'm sorry but - who are you?" Ana was still rather puzzled by the events that were taking place - rather quickly. Doctor Song's arm came down and wound around Ana's waist, hand squeezing her side, causing the slightly shorter woman to squeak at the feeling of her fingers against her hip.

"I'll have The Doctor explain everything in a little while," Song mumbled into Ana's ear.

"Very well - Doctor Song, show the Doctor what we found." Father Octavian gestured to his tropes and they all turned away - walking towards a rather large hole in the sand, somehow Ana missed that had even appeared while everyone else was speaking. Ana frowned and looked up at Song, before turning her head to look at The Doctor and the redhead.

"Sorry - but I have no idea where the hell I am and no one's telling me a bloody thing." Her temper was starting to get shorter, her accent was getting stronger. Ana hated being kept in the dark, maybe it had to do with the five years of being left behind by her father that caused her to be short with ANYONE.

"Ana? It's me, Amy. You remember me, don't you?" The redhead spoke, stepping closer to herself and Song. Ana shook her head and her brows furrowed.

"No - Should I?" Amy looked back at The Doctor with a worried look on her face.

"Doctor, what's wrong with her?" Amy questioned, Ana's frown deepened, and her shoulders squared. There was nothing wrong with her.

"I thought this day might come." The Doctor spoke for the first time in about ten minutes. Ana watched the floppy-haired, bow tie wearing man for a couple of seconds - his green eyes, much like Ana's owns, met hers and he gave her the most glorious grin, a grin that had Ana's shoulders relaxing and her whole body feeling less tense than it had been all morning…? Afternoon? The Doctor stepped forward and held out his hand towards her. "Tanaka Matheson, I'm The Doctor and I am very sorry - but your life is about to get a little bit weirder than it was before." Ana looked at The Doctor, slightly stumped before reaching out and finally grabbing his hand herself.

It was warm and rather inviting - she suddenly knew she was in safe hands. Now all she needed was an explanation as to how these three strangers KNEW who she was.