A/N: I have now seen Blink (when I started writing this, I hadn't the faintest idea for what would be on the third floor) and right before I watched it, I made the angels be the antagonists of the story. Now, I'm watching Series 6 so I do know how the angels work. Just a warning, because Nine never interacted with said angels, it might be a bit OOC. Sorry.
Chapter 4
Rose held her breath, waiting for the Doctor to explain. When he didn't, she turned away from the angel and faced him.
"Why not? Blinking is normal Doctor and it's not like blinking can kill you," she scoffed.
"Look again, Rose, that angel, it's a weeping angel. Blink and it touches you. If it touches you, it sends you back to the past. You'll be stuck there while it feeds on your potential energy. It moves faster than you blink so don't blink or look away or even move your gaze for a second," he hissed at her.
"What the hell's potential energy?" Rose asked. Hermione hadn't said anything.
"Energy of the things you could have done and seen and felt. Energy of your future," he replied.
"Hold on, why exactly can't it move if we're looking at it?" Hermione broke her silence. Rose could tell the Doctor was getting fed up with their questions.
"It's quantum locked. Now, keep looking and back away slowly." They all kept their eyes trained on the angel and backed up. Hermione hit the wall but the Doctor and Rose continued to back down the passage. Hermione turned and ran.
"No! Look at it, look!" the Doctor cried but she'd already left the corridor and Rose could only barely see it. It was out of the Doctor's view. They ran the rest of the way down and managed to exit before the angel got them.
"That was awful," Hermione was waiting for them. The Doctor glared at her and she muttered an apology. The three of them caught their breath.
"Now what?" Rose broke the awkward silence. The Doctor seemed at loss for words. Hermione looked overwhelmed and confused.
"No idea. We'd need another angel but we haven't got one, have we? I'll need a statue of something else to look at it. Can you conjure one?" the last question was directed at Hermione. She nodded.
"Let's go then. We can put the statue in place and leave. You promised me a trip to a new planet," Rose suggested. The Doctor took off towards the corridor and the girls followed. Once they'd entered, Rose decided that wasn't such a good idea.
"Can we leave? It's scary in here," she asked. The realising what she'd said, she cursed herself. Now she sounded like a little kid. The Doctor would never want her around now. Great, now she sounded like she was in love with him, all obsessed. She couldn't be. He was annoying and old and a know-it-all. And funny and amazing and wonderful and everything she could imagine the perfect man to be, she finished her own thoughts. Rose snapped her head out of the clouds and concentrated on what was going on around her. The Doctor was smiling as the statue and the angel had a stone staring contest.
"Well, we're done here. Rose, you wanted a new planet?" the Doctor grinned. Rose nodded eagerly. Hermione frowned.
"A new planet? What do you mean?" she asked.
"Nothing," Rose replied quickly. No one could spoil her travels with the Doctor. Not even Hermione, one of Rose's favourite fictional characters of all time.
"Hold on a minute, you said we needed to stop the angel. Are you simply going to forget the others?" Hermione inquired. Her face screamed out impatience.
"What others?" Rose and the Doctor said in unison.
"The other angels on the third floor," came the reply. The Doctor sighed and Rose groaned.
"I hope that other planet can wait."
