"You will stay here, Amelia Pond, until the Doctor comes to fetch you." Madame Kovarian said as the soldiers pushed Amy into a room.
The room was stark white and blindingly bright consider the lack of obvious light sources. Amy forced herself to blink and adjust so she could take it all in. Across the room the room there was a window that looked out into a larger darker room. Besides that there was no physical proof that anything sinister was going on. Her hand wandered to her stomach. No physical proof at all. Looking back around the room she noticed there were toys scattered around the floor just like the little house in Florida. The same pictures were sitting on a low table near the bottom of the stairwell. Several of them featured to little girl all alone but one sported a young Rose and a baby. Amy wouldn't have noticed it before but now it was obvious, the girl was Rose's lost daughter.
"Hello?" a little girl's voice asked.
Amy turned to find the little girl holding tight to a stuffed bear. "Hello, I'm Amy. I'm a friend." She walked over to the girl slowly.
"I'm...I'm..."The girl started to cry. "I want to go home."
"Shhh...Don't worry. There are two very brave men out there. They're coming to save us. One of them has a time machine and as soon as it's safe he'll take you where ever or when ever you want. Ok?" The girl nodded through her tears.
"They...they took...they took my mum away."
"Shhh...it'll be ok, we'll find her." Hurry up, Doctor. "How about we play with those toys over there?"
The girl nodded wiping away her tears. She grabbed Amy's hand and pulled her to the small area. With out saying anything Amy could sense that it had been a long time since the girl had a play mate. Maybe not even since she'd been with her mother. They'd only been playing a few moments but Amy could tell that she'd managed to distract the girl from the problems they were facing. Now if she could only do the same for protecting her.
"So what's your name?" Amy inquired when she knew that the girl was completely happy.
Before the girl could answer one of the white walls slid open and Madame Kovarian entered. Rose's daughter grabbed on to Amy and she couldn't help one came next. There was danger in the air, tangible and heavy, Amy grabbed the girl and took her into her arms. She held her tight, maternal instincts kicking in. Glaring like a mother bear at the encroaching soldiers, she backed him into a corner. Right now Amy wanted to know why it was that they wanted the little girl. It was already obvious to her since they'd faked her pregnancy, kidnapped her, replaced her, that Amy was bait for the Doctor. They needed the Doctor and the little girl. Anytime now.
"Let her go, Amelia," Kovarian warned.
"No." Her stubbornness flared. She was not good at taking orders.
Sedate her." The order was sharp. There was no time for Amy to negotiate a peaceful surrender or an exchange. It suddenly became obvious to her. The girl was important, she on the other hand was expendable.
The last thing Amy would remember was kicking one of the soldiers down low and then a twinge of pain in her neck. Now she was waking up to the scared eyes of Rose's little girl. Despite her blurry eyes she could see the resemblance between the child and Rose but she noticed there was a bit of the Doctor in there, too. The girl must have gotten it from his clone. Also looking at her now Amy realized her age. The girl had to be almost four years old but she was able to communicate almost as well as the Doctor minus the rambling.
"I'm sorry," Amy gasped the sedative causing her words to slur.
"Amy, are they still coming to get you?" the little one asked.
"For us, they're coming for us." Amy said clearly.
"Amelia Pond get your coat we're going home!"Amy heard the doctor yell.
She and the little girl rushed to the window. Pressed against it she could just make out the shape of the Doctor below on a low platform. A small broke out across her face. In her excitement she almost missed the little girl's gasp. Amy turned in horror expecting the worst. Instead the girl was staring at where the Doctor had just been. The doors opened again and more soldiers entered. Once again grabbing the little girl Amy tried to make a break for it but was pushed back to the ground. Knowing anymore attempts would be foolish Amy covered the girl with her body and prayed to be able to wait them out and that somehow the Doctor would get there in time.
Unfortunately she wasn't strong enough. The girl screamed for her as the soldiers hauled her away and some stayed behind to hold her down. Feeling that the pressure on her back was no closer to lessening she took in the room as it was now. In the struggle the picture of Rose and her baby was on the floor glass broken but her beautiful smile remained. Somehow the image itself gave her hope. Rose was a fighter, she must have fought hard for the girl, that meant that the girl would be loved, even from a far, and she would know it. The soldier stepped ff her when she stopped fighting. She'd lost the little girl again.
Looking down into the cargo bay. The dark skinned soldier in charge was regaining control on the floor until the until the Doctor's voice came over loudly. Explosions began to wrack the ship but she couldn't help but smile. The Doctor was here in his usual fashion. When there was a knock at the door and Amy scrambled to grabbed something, anything, to fight off the on coming soldiers.
"Who's that? Who's there? Cause I am armed and really dangerous and cross." Amy said finding a medical tool of some kind.
"Yeah like I didn't already know that." Rory's voice muttered at the door.
"Rory? Rory is that you?"
"Yeah it's me." He was struggling with the lock. "Hang on a minute."
"Rory, there's something I have to tell you. They tricked us...I wasn't pregnant. They were just using me to get to him and it worked." Fresh tears burned at her eyes. "There was a little girl but they...they took her somewhere. We need to find her and get the Doctor before it's too late."
The doors opened. "Now Mrs. Williams, I think I found just the person you were looking for."
Rory stepped in carrying the little girl. The moment her eyes found Amy she was out of the centurions arms and down to her. "I am so sorry but now there are very good people here, here to save you."
"And you. They're here to save us both." the little girl said hugging Amy.
"Are you alright?" Rory asked. "I mean they..."
"I'm fine. They had me sedated, the contractions were fake, all they wanted was something to get the Doctor here for some reason. I was the bait."
Rory cupped his wife's face. "You are so much more than that." Then he kissed her.
"Ewwww...crying and kissing I think I'll come back later." The Doctor said with a twinge of guilt. Bait, for him.
"Oi, get down here now." The Centurion said.
The Doctor ran down the stairs to the two of them. "So, who is she?" he whispered.
Unable to respond properly Amy bent down and handed the Doctor the picture of Rose and her baby that had fallen. His response was an audible gasp and a rush of sadness to his eyes. Had this been what Rose refused to tell him? That her own daughter was on the asteroid and was being held by the Silence? Or was there more? He looked over at the little girl. How had anyone missed it? Her honey blond hair and brown eyes looked so much like her mother's it was startling.
"Hello," he said.
She stared back at him for a moment before rushing into his arms. By instinct he wrapped his arms around her and held her close. From the look in Amy's eyes this wasn't the way the girl would have responded earlier. Still he held her none the less reveling in the thought that the little girl might heal parts of Rose that he couldn't and that by returning her daughter he would be able to give back the life that the Silence had stolen from her.
"So little one, what is your nae?" he asked.
"Doctor! Take a look, they're leaving, Demon's Run is ours without a drop of blood split." Vastra said coming into the room. "My friend you have never risen higher."
Rory looked at the Doctor, River's words finally catching up to them. He held his wife a little bit closer. From what River'd said it was about to get extremely difficult. Together with the two girls Rory headed back to the TARDIS. Two minutes later Amy came running out with the little girl in her arms. Giving her a questioning look tinged with worry he asked her what was wrong. After settling her down, Amy managed to explain that the girl didn't like the noises the TARDIS was making so she'd brought them out here for now. As soon as all the others began to notice the little one's distress the attempted to give her aid. Even the Doctor tried to help. The girl just stared at him like he had to heads like she had before.
"Doctor, you need to see this." Vastra said over the speaker.
Entering the control room the Doctor was greeted by a sample of the girl's DNA. Dorium and Vastra tried to understand how it could be there believing the child was still Amy and Rory's. Seeing the mix of DNA on screen he felt ashamed. Rose's daughter was a Time Lady. Somehow despite the fact that her father was only half Time Lord the child had gotten all of it. Rose had to have already known that considering the two hearts. But it still begged the question, how? Unless...No, no, it wasn't possible.
The young mother held her little bundle in her arms. Deeper brown eyes looked up at her hazel eyes with the undeniable love of a child for its mother. A small smile flitted across her lips. Standing the young mother walked over to the window to show her little daughter the night sky. Every night she dreamed of a blue box coming back for her. Since her daughter's birth she hadn't made it to work. Despite her desire to return and show him their child she didn't know how he'd react to the little girl in her arms. Just then the baby started to cry.
"Shhhh, my little River...shhhh its alright." the mother whispered.
Leaning forward she began to sing. "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."The child was asleep before the song was done. A sad smile graced the mother's face as she laid her baby in her crib. For a moment the mother's eyes flashed a delicate golden color but as soon as she blinked her eyes returned to the normal hazel color. Kissing her baby's forehead she went back to the window to look at the stars and the planets swarming and circling above her head. She missed it, missed him.
Everything must come to dust. All things, everything dies.