"What's this 'side-trip' you're talking about, Doctor?" Amy asked.
"The largest museum in the world!" he said. The Tardis jolted a couple more times. "We've arrived!" He practically skipped out of the door.
I sighed. "How lame... All of time and space and he takes us to a museum..." Amy complained. We followed him out the door. He was already at the other end of the room.
We ran up to him. He was completely focused on all the things in the glass observing boxes. "Wrong..." he said. "Wrong!" He walked over to all the others and said, "Yes, but mostly wrong... I was there, I should know."
"Oh, he likes keeping score, now does he?" Amy said. "Why can't we go to a planet now and then come back to criticize history later?" He walked over to another glass case with a dusty, old, grubby box inside. It had some sort of writing inscribed on the top. "A old box... How exciting!" Amy said sarcastically. Dad seemed to be reading the letters. I took a look at them, to see if it was anything I knew. I could read the letters on it. Dad said it was a perk of being a Time Lord, being able to read and know every language.
"It's a home box!" he said happily.
"Home box?" Amy and I repeated.
"Like a black box on a plane, except it homes. If anything happens to the ship, it records all the flight data and goes home," he explained. "But the writing on it is old-time Gallifreyan. The lost language of the Time Lords..."
"'Hello, sweetie'?" I translated.
They both looked at me like I was crazy. "What?" Amy asked.
"That's what it says, 'Hello, sweetie'," I said.
"Exactly..." he said. He smiled like he had a brilliant plan. He grabbed my shoulders and said, "You, Addy! You're a cute child. Will you stall the guards? I have something I need to do that can't be seen."
"What should I say?" I asked.
"Tell them the truth. You've can't find your Dad and older sister in the biggest museum in the world!" he said.
"But that's not the truth..." I said.
"Well, close enough. Anyways, go!" he said. "Just stall enough for five minutes!" He pushed me in the direction of the guards.
"Two..." I said. I started walking towards them. I looked back at Dad and Amy. He winked at me and motioned me to keep going.
I plucked up all of my courage and acting skills. Time for the waterworks to begin... I started fake crying, with tears and everything! I ran clumsily over to the guards, wailing in fake sorrow.
"What's wrong, little girl?" one of the guards asked.
"I've lost my Dad and sister! I can't find them anywhere! They said they were leaving!" I cried. "I don't want to be left here all alone! I'll never see them ever again!"
A female guard squatted down in front of me. "What do they look like, your dad and sister? We'll find them, I promise."
I sniffed and held back my fake tears and nodded. "Daddy has blonde hair, green eyes and freckles. He's wearing an orange shirt and pants. Sissy has brown hair and she has on a green shirt and a purple skirt," I lied.
"Ok, let's start searching for them. What's your name, girl?" she asked.
"Lucy Cartwright," I lied. It was the first thing that came to my mind...
"Ok Lucy, you can stay right here. We'll search for you dad and sister, ok?" she said.
The guards mobilized and I wiped the fake tears away. I ran back to Dad and Amy. Dad was holding the grubby box. I looked at the glass case. It was opened... He was stealing a museum artifact?!
Amy grabbed my hand. "We only have a couple of second before the alarm goes off..." she said. "Any ideas, Doctor?"
"Just one..." he said. "Run!"
We all full-out sprinted back to the Tardis. The alarm went off right as he opened the doors and we all piled inside. He quickly got it out of the museum.
"Ok, why did you just steal that grubby old box?" I asked.
"Someone from a couple thousand years ago is trying to attract my attention!" he said. "Let's see if we can get the security camera footage working..." He plugged it in to the Tardis and the monitor pixelated, then became clear. We watched the footage. It was of a woman. She took off her darkly tinted sunglasses, winked, and then ran away.
"That's-" I stopped myself before revealing anything. Mummy! A past version of her... She doesn't know I exist yet.
It changed footage. Mum was standing in front of a vault. "The party's over, Dr. Song, yet still you're on board," a male's voice said.
Mum turned around and said, "Sorry, Alister. I needed to see what was in your vault. Do any of you know what's down there, any of you? I'll tell you something. This ship won't reach it's destination."
"Wait till she runs... Don't make it look like an execution," the man said.
Was this how Mum died...?
"Triple seven five slash three four nine by ten, zero twelve slash eight one. Oh, and I could do with an air corridor," Mum said.
"What was that?" I asked.
"Coordinates!" Dad said. He was already at work on the Tardis consul.
"Like I said on the dance floor, you might want to find something to hold onto..." she said. That was the end of the footage.
"Addy! You should probably open the doors, now!" Dad said.
Amongst all the jolting and shaking the Tardis made, I found my way to the doors and opened them. He ran over to the doors, too and held out his hand. Mum came crashing in, making the two of them fall.
"Are you two ok?" I asked.
"Doctor?" Amy asked.
"River," he said to Mum. They both jumped up and Mum pointed to a giant spaceship flying away.
"Follow that ship!" she ordered.
The adults ran over to the consul and started flying the Tardis hurriedly. I sat down in the chair as it rocked back and forth.
"Oh no! They've gone into warp-drive! We're loosing them!" Mum said. "Use the blue buttons!"
"The blue ones don't do anything, they're just... blue," Dad said.
"They're the blue stabilizers, yes!" she said. She pressed the blue buttons that Dad never used and the Tardis became still and steady. She smiled and said, "See?"
Dad rolled his eyes. "Now it's boring. You've made it boring!" he said.
"No, I've parked us right alongside the ship's destination," she said as-a-matter-of-factly.
"Parked? We haven't landed yet," Dad argued.
"Well, of course we've landed," she said.
"But it didn't make that noise..." he said. "The 'Heuu Heuu Heuu Heuu' noise. It's a brilliant noise." He tried to imitate the Tardis landing noise...
Mum laughed and said, "Thats only because you leave the brakes on."
"Pond, come with me. Let's take a look," he said. He tuned to me. "You stay inside in case there's something about to eat us out there." It happened once before on a trip Amy, Dad and I took earlier. Not very pleasant memories...
I saluted him and said, "Aye aye, captain." I was used to being told to stay in the Tardis by now.
"Sweetie, that's why you do environment checks, so nothing like that will happen," she said to Dad.
"Ah, yes," he said. "Environment checks..." He stuck his head out the door of the Tardis. "It's nice out."
"Where somewhere in the Gandum Belt. There's an atmosphere of-"
"We're on the seventh planet of the Dundra System, Alphalfa Matraxsis. There's an eleven hour day, an oxygen rich atmosphere and..." He stuck his head out again. "A slight chance of rain later."
"He thinks he's so hot when he shows off..." Mum said.
"Wait, how can you fly the Tardis?" Amy asked.
"I leaned from the best," she said.
"Exactly-" Dad said.
"Too bad you were gone that day..." she interrupted. I started giggling. Mum looked over to me and gasped. "My God, Doctor! You kidnapped a little girl?!"
"Why does everyone think that I've kidnapped her?!" he asked. "She's-"
"I'm Amy's little cousin," I interrupted. Dad and Amy looked at me in confusion. "I'm just tagging along..."
"A word of advice to you, stay away from him. Nothing but trouble comes around him," she said.
"I know, Mu-" I stopped myself. "Ma'am..." I corrected.
"Well, I best be off, then!" she said. She grabbed her high heels and walked out of the Tardis.
Dad, followed by Amy went over to the consul. "Who was that? Explain!" she demanded.
"It's a long story, and frankly, I don't know most of it, but I'm sure Addy would love to fill you in!" he said.
"No!" I said quickly. "I can't, or rather... I'm not allowed too."
"Why did you say you were my little cousin anyway?" she asked me.
"Yes, I'd love to know that as well," Dad said.
They both stared at me. "She can't know, yet. Not until everything has happened. It's very complicated and hard to explain, I just can't tell you," I said.
"Are you sure?" Dad asked. "Because I can tell that you want to tell us."
"I can't tell you," I repeated. "It doesn't matter if I want too or not, I'm not allowed too."
"May I ask by whom?" Amy asked.
"I can't tell you that either..." I said. "Just don't tell her I'm his daughter or it will mess all of time itself up. She can't know until it happens."
"How do you know all of time will mess up if we tell her?" Dad asked.
I pondered for a minute... "I don't really know... It just sort of slipped out like I knew it somehow on the inside."
"Well, who was she, Doctor? A name would be helpful," Amy said.
"River Song," Dad said. Dad narrowed his eyes at me, then went to pressing buttons and levers. The Tardis made the funny noise again.
"We're leaving?" I asked.
"Wait, where are we going?" Amy asked.
"She went where she wants to go, now we go where we want to go," he said.
"But that's a planet out there! You promised us a planet!" Amy begged. They stared at each other for a while. "Five minutes, please?!"
He waved his finger around in defeat. "Fine... But only five minutes!" he compromised.
"A day, three hours, forty-eight minutes..." I said.
"What was that?" Amy asked.
"What?" I asked.
"You just said something... Oh nevermind! Let's go!" she said. She grabbed my hand and led me to the doors. I got horrible feeling we should not go there.
"Amy," I said.
"What? Are you scared something is going to eat you?" she teased. "He already did the environmental checks-"
"No," I said seriously. "I'm not going out there. It's dangerous."
"But the environmental checks..." she said. "Oh, don't be such a party pooper! Come on!"
"I'm staying inside!" I said firmly. "Something's off about this planet..."
"What makes you think that?" Dad asked. "It's only five minutes. It won't hurt just to look."
"A day, three hours, forty-eight minutes..." I repeated.
"What was that?" he asked.
"Nothing. I didn't say anything," I said.
"Yes, you did," Amy said.
"Whatever..." I said. "Five minutes, only!"
All three of us walked out onto some sort of beach. There was a crashed, giant spaceship sitting near a cliff side, on fire. We all stared at it, even Mum. I stayed close to the Tardis doors.
"What do you think caused it to crash? It certainly wasn't me," she said.
"No, the airlock would've sealed itself and the home box would've been taken..." he said. "There aren't any survivors."
Mum nodded. "Must've been sabotaged. I did warn them!" she said.
"About what?" Dad inquired.
"At least the building was empty..." she said, totally ignoring him. "It was unoccupied for centuries."
Dad walked back over to Amy, they started whispering to each other. "I'm glad you finally got my message," Mum said. "Things always guaranteed to show up in a museum, the home box of 43 Starliner and, sooner or later, him. It's how he keeps score! It's hilarious isn't it?" Amy and I laughed.
Dad walked over to her and fake laughed. "Yeah... Haha, very funny. I'm not a taxi service! I won't always be there to pick you up!" he pointed out.
"And you are so wrong!" she said. "There's one survivor. There's a thing in the ship that can't ever die." That got his attention. He stared at her, trying not to look intrigued, but he miserably failed. Mum turned to Amy, "Now he listens to me..." She walked away, holding a phone to her ear.
"Dad..." I said. "It's been five minutes. Can we go back inside?"
"Oh, but things are just getting interesting!" Mum said. "Do you have a minute?" She beckoned us all over and we obliged. She pulled out her blue diary which was exactly like the one I had hidden away in my room. "Where are we?" she asked, flipping through the pages. "The bone meadows, have we done the bone meadows yet?"
"What is that?" Amy asked.
"Stay away from it," Dad warned. "It's her diary."
"Our diary," she corrected.
"It's my future... We keep meeting in the wrong order," he said agitatedly.
I heard something like a tornado coming in behind me, so I turned around. In clouds of dust, army men appeared and walked over to us.
The one that looked in charge spoke first. "You promised me an army, Dr. Song," he said.
She smiled and said, "I promised you the equivalent of an army." She motioned to Dad. "This is the Doctor."
The man's eyes grew wide with awe as Dad saluted him. "Father Octavian, sir. Bishop second class, twenty clerics at my command. The troops are already in the dropship and awaiting my command. Dr. Song is helping us with a covert operation." We all stared at the crashed ship wreckage. "Has Dr. Song explained what we're dealing with...?"
I looked to Mum. She smirked at Dad and said, "Doctor, have you ever heard of the weeping angels?" I felt a horrible jolt of fear run through my veins and I didn't even know why.
Dad turned to me, squatted down and put his hands on my shoulder. He looked me in the eye and said, "Adeline. Go wait in the Tardis and don't come out until I get you. It might be a long time. This is too dangerous for a kid."
"Can I just come with you until you start the mission?" I asked.
He closed his eyes and said, "Until then... I guess you can. Stick to Amy like glue and never get out of my sight. That's an order, Adeline. Never stay out of my sight." I nodded. Amy took my hand. He stood up and turned to Father Octavian. "Let's get started, shall we?"
Father Octavian nodded and started walking towards their base. We all followed. He began explaining the situation. "It's still trapped inside the ship. Our job is to get in there and neutralize it. We can't get through up top, we'd be too close to the drives." We stopped at a small table. He pulled put a small screen. An image, much like a map, appeared. "According to this, under the cliff side is a series of catacombs leading to the temple. We can blow through the cliff and work our way up through them."
Dad looked practically giddy. "Oh good!" he said.
Father Octavian looked confused. "Good, sir?" he asked.
"Catacombs!" Dad said. "Dark. Probably dark catacombs. Great."
"Technically, I think it's called a maze of the dead," Father Octavian said.
"Call it whatever you like..." Dad said. Father Octavian was summoned away by his men. Dad pulled out his sonic screwdriver and analyzed some stuff.
Amy said, "You're letting people call you 'sir'!" she said. "You never do that." She sat on the table as Dad played with some of the equipment. I stayed right next to him, following 'orders'. "So... Whatever a weeping angel is, it's really bad, yeah?"
"That's interesting..." he said. "You're both still here. Go back and wait in the Tardis until its safe."
"But you said we could tag along until you go looking for it!" I said.
She leaned closer near his face and made a funny face. "Are you Mr. Grumpy Face today?" she asked childishly. I giggled quietly.
"You two don't understand..." he said. "A weeping angel is the most powerful, most benevolent, most deadly life-form that evolution has ever created and I'm supposed to climb in there with a screwdriver and a torch. Assuming that the radiation doesn't kill me or the ship doesn't blow up in my face, I have to devise a way to kill it in a clever way that I haven't actually thought of yet. That's my day. Any questions?"
Amy and I pondered for a moment. "Is River your wife in the future?" she asked. "The way she talks to you... I've never seen anyone do that. She's all like... Heal boy." She lifted her eyebrows up and down quickly. I giggled. "She's Mrs. Doctor in the future!"
Dad rolled his eyes. "Yes. You're right," he said. "I am definitely Mr. Grumpy Face today."
Amy opened her mouth wide in excitement and pointed at me. "If she's your wife, and you're his daughter... Does that mean-"
"Shut up!" I whispered quietly.
Dad tuned to me and stared at me angrily. "Never, not in a million years. Nope!" he said.
Amy smiled fiendishly. "What did you say your last name was, Addy?" she asked tauntingly.
"I'm not answering that question," I said.
She rolled her eyes. "Come on! Don't tell me that's not your mum over there!"
"That's not my mum over there," I said. Technically, I was telling the truth. My mum was dead. This version of Mum didn't even know I existed yet.
"You're lying!" Amy accused.
"No I am not!" I argued.
"Doctor! Doctor!" Mum called from behind us. "Father Octavian!" She beckoned them inside the room she was currently in. We followed Dad into the room. Amy grabbed my hand again.
Inside, there was a giant screen with a statue of an angel hiding her face. A wave of chills swept over me. This was a weeping angel...
"What do you think, Doctor?" Mum asked. She had changed clothes and tied her curls into a pony tail. She now wore the army uniform. "It's the footage from the camera in the vault. Sorry about the quality... It's only four seconds, but I put it on loop."
Dad studied the footage. "Yep, it's an angel. The hands are covering it's face," he concluded.
"Have you encountered angels before?" Father Octavian asked.
He nodded. "Once before on earth. But those were barely surviving..." he said.
"But it's just a statue..." Amy said.
"When you see it," Mum said.
Dad started pacing the small room. "Where did it come from?" he asked.
"It's been dormant as far as we could trace it back," she said. "It's been in private hands ever since the last century."
"There's a difference between dormant and patient..." he said cryptically.
Amy asked, "But what does it mean 'when you see it'?"
Mum turned to Amy. "A weeping angel is just a statue when you're looking at it. It moves when you're not looking at it or blink. It's the ultimate defense."
"Exactly..." Dad said. He stormed out of the room, followed by Father Octavian and Mum. Amy and I stayed inside. I was supposed to 'stick to her like glue', after all. They all started shouting orders at each other. Amy and I stood at the doorway, waiting for someone to give us directions.
"Anybody need me? Or her?" she asked. "Nobody? Ok..." I turned back, to look at the angel again. She turned back to me. "Looks like it's just us two, then... Oi, what's wrong-"
The angel's face had moved. It turned towards us. "It moved..." I said. I turned to her. "It actually moved!"
"It's probably just another recording..." Amy said. "Let's check..." She took my hand and we went to the doorway again. "River? Did you have more than one recording of the angel?"
"No, just the one!" Mum called back.
We stared at each other in shock. The really had angel moved... I turned back to look at the screen. I screamed and jumped back. The angel was completely facing us now. "Amy!" I said. "It moved again!"
(I don't own any of Doctor Who. This was made for entertainment purposes only.)