"Don't worry, we've commandeered a vehicle." The Doctor spoke on the phone with Amy, watching as Jerome happily smashed the window of a fire truck, expertly hot wiring the vehicle as he and the Doctor hopped in. Giggling, Jerome turned the siren on as he drove like a mad man own the road to the hospital, the Doctor desperately clinging onto the door for support, his eyes wide at the reckless driving.

"Remind me to never let you drive!"He shouted over the sirens, watching as Jerome rolled his eyes, still laughing. The recklessness of the diving caused him alarm over the safety of his soulmate but the carefree laugh Jerome gave brought a smile to his face as his phone rang again.

"Are you in?" There was a pause before he continued more desperately, Jerome raising his eyebrow at the worry in his voice, only able to hear one side of the conversation. "You need to get out of there! Amy?! Amy, what's happening? Amy, talk to me!"

"Which window are they at?" Jerome questioned, a plan forming in his head as he saw the hospital in the distance.

"Which window are you?" The Doctor repeated the question, curious about why Jerome wanted to know.

"First floor on the left, fourth from the end. Why?" The Doctor told Jerome after hanging up the phone.

"You know...I just looove dramatic entrances...don't you?" Smirking at the Doctor, he sped up the truck as the hospital window approached, clicking the button to release he ladder as it fell forward.

"Oh!" The Doctor laughed at the insane plan, quickly texting Amy telling her to duck as he braced for impact.

They jerked forward in their seats as the ladder smashed through the hospital window, quickly exiting and climbing up the ladder as Jerome cried "that was so fun!"

"Right. Hello. Are we late? No. Three minutes to go. So still time." The Doctor smiled, glancing at the clock as he climbed through the window, Jerome falling in after him and landing on his back, giggling at the entrance.

"Time for what, time lord?" The creature and the Doctor exchanged smug glance before the Doctor spoke again.

"Take the disguise off. They'll find you in a heartbeat. Nobody dies."

"The Atraxi will kill me this time. If I am to die, let there be fire."

"I could set you on fire if you wanted?" Jerome suggested, stepping towards Prisoner Zero and shrugging.

"No! No fire!" The Doctor spun around to point at Jerome with a serious look.

"Jeez I was joking!...kinda."

Chuckling nervously, the Doctor spoke to the alien again, "Okay. You came to this world by opening a crack in space and time. Do it again. Just leave."

"I did not open the crack."

"Somebody did." The Doctor voice turned darker as he spoke, noted at the alien threatening Earth's safety.

"The cracks in the skin of the universe, don't you know where they came from? You don't, do you? The Doctor in the TARDIS doesn't know!" The voice turned into a child's voice as it mocked the Doctor, a strange feeling of anger overcame Jerome, he felt a strange need to protect him.

"The universe I cracked. The pandorica will open. Silence will fall."

The room fell into an uneasy silence before Jerome broke it, huffing "Silence would fall a lot quicker if you shut your mouth, dollface."

"And we're off! Look at that. Look at that!" The Doctor pointed to the clock displaying zeros, quick to get the attention off Jerome as Prisoner Zero snarled at his comment.

"Yeah, I know, just a clock, whatever. But do you know what's happening right now? In one little bedroom, my team are working. Jeff and the world. And do you know what they're doing? They're spreading the word all over the world, quantum fast. The word is out. And do you know what the word is?"

"It's zero, bitch." Jerome grinned.

"Now me, if I was up in the sky in a battleship, monitoring all Earth communications, I'd probably take that as a hint. And if I had a whole battle feet surrounding the planet, I'd be able to track a simple old computer virus to its source in, what, under a minute? The source, by the way, is right here. Oh and I think they just found it!" The Doctor laughed, holding up the phone as a light flooded through he window and into the room, indicating the Atraxi were outside.

"The Atraxi are limited. While I'm in this form, they'll still be unable to detect me. They've tracked a phone, not me."

"Yeah, but this is the good bit, I mean, this is my favourite bit. Do you know what this phone is full of? Pictures of you. Every form you've learned to take, right here. Oh and being uploaded about now. And the final score is no TARDIS, no screwdriver, two minutes to spare. Who da man? Oh I'm never saying that again. Fine." He shouted, throwing his arms out as Amy and Rory looked away embarrassed, Jerome cackling at him.

"Then I shall take a new form."Prisoner Zero stated, not at all threatened.

"Oh stop it! You know you cant. Takes months to form that kind of psychic link."

"And I've had years." Prisoner Zero stated smugly as Amy and Jerome collapsed unconscious, the Doctor barely managing to catch Jerome before he hit the floor.

"No! Jerome?! Amy?! You've got to hold on! Don't sleep! You've got to stay awake! Please..." The Doctor tailed off, desperately holding Jerome close to his chest, his hands on his face as he tried to wake him, his heats eating erratically with worry, Rory cradling Amy a few feet away.

"Doctor?" Rory shakily pointed to Prisoner Zero, now disguised as the Doctor.

"Well that's rubbish. Who's that supposed to be?"

"It's you!" Rory frowned at his confused face.

"Me? Is that what I look like?" The Doctor questioned, glancing down at himself before gently setting Jerome to the floor and standing up.

"Yeah. You don't know?"

"Busy day. Why me though? You're linked with them. Why are you copying me?"

"I'm not." Child Amy's voice spoke as she stepped out from behind the fake Doctor, young Jerome stepping out on the other side.

"Poor Amy and Jerome Pond. Still such children inside. Dreaming of the magic Doctor they know will return and save them. What a disappointment you've been." The fake Amy glared at the Doctor before the fake Jerome spoke up for the first time.

"Poor little Jerome. You promised to help him, but instead you left him with me. 12 years in his head showing him such delightful horrors, twisting his vulnerable child like brain all the while he just kept hoping, believing his raggedy man would return, but you never did. And now? He's twisted far beyond what even you Doctor can help. I wonder, how does it feel knowing your precious bondmate is broken?" With each word that the creature spoke, the more frustrated the Doctor got, the oncoming storm appearing in his eyes as he clenched his teeth together. The words pushed him over the edge, the taunting of what this monster had done to his soulmate, caused him to dismiss the fact it somehow knew Jerome was his bond.

"Didn't anyone ever teach you? You never, never, threaten a time lords bond." Rushing back over to Jerome, he knelt and rested his forehead against his, gently entering his mind and forcing the creature out, using the newfound bond to have the strength to fight back against its hold.

Screaming, Prisoner Zero was forced out of Jerome and Amy's heads, transforming back to its actual appearance, its mind on fire as it felt the time lords rage. Glaring at it, the Doctor gingerly passed a light kiss to Jerome's forehead before he sat up, still cradling the unconscious boy. Watching on with cold satisfaction as a light encased the squirming Prisoner Zero, the Atraxi speaking.

"PRISONER ZERO IS LOCATED.PRISONER ZERO IS RESTRAINED."

"Silence, Doctor. Silence will fall." Prisoner Zero hissed before vanishing.

Running to the window, the Doctor watched as the Atraxi ship disappeared before taking out the phone and typing.

"The sun, it's back to normal, right? That's, that's good, yeah? That means it's over." Rory questioned, however he went ignored as the Doctor helped a waking Jerome from the ground, checking he was okay before continuing to type.

"Ugh what happened? My head feels like the circus has been through it, especially the elephants." Jerome groaned as Amy woke at the same time.

"He did it, the doctor did it."

"No, I didn't." The Doctor once again corrected Rory.

"What are you doing?" Rory asked as he continued to type into the phone.

"Tracing the signal back. Sorry, in advance."

"About what?" Rory asked as the Doctor cringed.

"The bill. Oi! I didn't say you could go! Article 57 of the Shadow Proclamation. This is a fully established level five planet, and you were gonna burn it?! What? Did you think no one was watching? You lot, back here, now! Okay. Now one done it." Finishing the call, he threw the phone to Rory, grabbing Jerome's hand and marching out of the room as Jerome raised his eyebrows at the contact but didn't do anything other than grin.

"Did he just bring them back? Did he just save the world from aliens and then bring all the aliens back again?!"

"Where are you going?" Amy hurried to catch up to the Doctor and Jerome.

"The roof."

"Dressed like that? Please," Jerome scoffed, eyeing his clothes, "What did I say about making a dramatic entrance?"

Yanking the Doctor into a wardrobe room, he pushed him ahead to find some good clothes, the Doctor quickly catching on and searching though the racks of clothing.

"What's in here?" Amy questioned confused as she and Rory entered the room.

"I'm saving the world. Jerome's right, I need a decent shirt. To hell with the raggedy. Time to put on a show!"

Jerome clapped his hands together happily, giving Rory a death glare when he heard him scoff and mutter "Jerome right?"

"You Just summoned aliens back to Earth. Actual aliens, deadly aliens. Aliens of death. And now you're taking your clothes off. Amy, he's taking his clothes off."

"Turn you back if it embarrasses you." The Doctor spoke, his back to them as he took his trousers off, Jerome watching with a growing smirk.

"Are you stealing clothes now? Those clothes belong to people, you know? Are you not gonna turn you back?" Rory spoke before speaking to Amy who hadn't turned around.

"Nope." Amy smirked, the resemblance shining through as Jerome smirked next to her, neither of them turning around as they watched.

"So this was a good idea, was it? They were leaving?" Amy spoke up as they exited onto the roof, the Doctor holding multiple ties, the eye space ship directly above them.

"Leaving is good. Never coming back is better. Come onnnn, then! The Doctor will see you now." As he spoke, the large eye come down from the spaceship to study him.

"That's kinky, right?" Jerome leaned in to whisper to Rory, genuinely surprised when Rory acknowledged him and nodded back.

"YOU ARE NOT OF THIS WORLD." The eye spoke as it finished scanning the Doctor.

"No, but I've put a lot of work into it. I dunno. What do you think?" The Doctor turned to ask Jerome, showing him the ties.

"The bow tie. Definitely. You don't wanna be ordinary, do ya?"

"IS THIS WORLD IMPORTANT?"

"Important? What's that mean 'important'? Six billion people live here, is that important? Here's a better question. Is this world a threat to the Atraxi? Well come on, you're monitoring he whole planet. Is this world a threat?"

A giant projection appeared showing the Earth, flashing through scenes of human life before the Atraxi responded "NO."

"Are the people of this world guilty of any crime by the laws of the Atraxi?"

"NO."

"Okay. One more. Just one. Is this world protected? Because you're not the first lot to come here, oh there have been so many! And what you've got to ask is; what happened to them?"

The projection changed from showing multiple aliens attacking Earth to all the faces of the Doctor as he put on the bow tie and a tweed jacket. Stepping through he projection after the last face, his last incarnation, he spoke "Hello, I'm the Doctor. Basically, run."

"Damn that was hot." Jerome groaned just as the eye flew away terrified. In his fascination, Jerome failed to notice the Doctor run off, a sinking feeling appearing in his heart when he realised the Doctor had vanished, again. The sinking feeling grew into dread and anger when they raced back to the house only to see the TARDIS disappearing. The Doctor had left them, had left him, again.