A/N; So I've got nothing to do, so I thought I'd try to get you guys another chapter. Sorry about that cliffhanger... not! XD These chapters keep getting longer, and I hope to reach 5k words by chapter 6 at least. Also, sorry about the long wait between these two, writing and editing took longer than I expected.

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Chapter 4; Silence in the Library

Chekov pulled me back from the door and I was careful to keep my eyes on the angel. He pulled out a communicator and looked at me with fear and confusion in his eyes.

"Don't take your eyes off it," I noticed my hands were trembling, "I think we're still on the Enterprise. Do you have a cargo bay or something like that?" Chekov nodded and I took his hand to stop mine from trembling. He quirked an eyebrow but didn't pull his hand away, and instead moved closer to me.

"Is zat ze angel ze Docter vas talking about? Ze one zat sends you back een time?" Chekov muttered, off my nod, he opened his communicator and spoke into it in a low voice, "Keptin Kirk, ve haff found ze angel, but I do not know vhere ve are. Ze er TARDIS moved vhile ve vere een it, and neizer of us can read ze monitor, Keptin."

"Mr. Chekov," Kirk's voice came through the Communicator, sounding both relieved and exasperated, "Are you sure it's the right statue? We have to be sure it's not the statue we're transporting for the Federation. But just in case, remember; no blinking under any circumstances, or just do one eye at a time, we don't need any time traveling incidents today."

"Maddy," this was the Doctor now, "What happened?" He sounded distraught and I felt a twinge of guilt for leaving him, but then I remembered that it wasn't my fault. "Just press the yellow button next to the stabilizer, that'll bring her back by one jump, sorta like an undo button. But make sure one of you keeps their eyes on the angel until you get the doors closed." I nodded, forgetting that the Doctor wasn't actually there.

"Ok, Chekov, I know what he's talking about, so I'll get the button, but you need to close the doors before I can do that. I'll keep my eyes on the angel until you do." I steeled myself for another thirty seconds of not blinking, trying to ignore the stinging that was beginning to become almost unbearable.

"Alright Maddy, I shouldn't touch it either, no?" He glanced back at me and I nodded my head. He grabbed both of the doors at the same time and closed them quickly. As soon as they were shut, I let out a breath I didn't know I was holding, and screwed up my eyes and blinked a couple times while the stinging faded. Chekov turned back to me and gave me a half-hearted, nervous smile. I allowed myself to relax for a few minutes, and as my adrenaline faded, I could feel the effects of the exertion beginning to take its toll. My head began to pound and I leaned on the TARDIS console to steady myself as I looked for the stabilizer. "Ees your head bozering you? You should see Docter McCoy vhen ve get back."

I found the "undo" button and thanked Chekov as he helped me settle into the Captain's Seat as the familiar wheezing of the TARDIS filled the room. _

The Doctor rushed into the TARDIS and immediately pushed the sonic screwdriver in my face, scanning me for injuries and checking my vitals. Kirk stepped in, glanced around, and promptly stepped out again, probably to examine the exterior. A few moments later, he stumbled back in with only his eyes betraying his amazement- they were the size of tennis balls. I heard some muttering from him and he left the TARDIS again, this time coming back with Spock and someone who I'm guessing was McCoy. I heard a "Fascinating" from Spock and a "Jim, what the hell is this thing?" from McCoy, and grinned. My favorite part about letting new people on the TARDIS was their reaction to the interdimensional plane that existed in the small blue box. The Doctor finished with his exam of me and put the sonic back in his coat pocket, touching the tender part of my head with his fingers.

"-your head?" The Doctor looked at me expectantly and I realized he'd been talking to me this whole time, which made sense because the Doctor never shuts up.

"Sorry, what?" I asked, and the Doctor cracked a smile.

"You hit your head? Lemme take a look at it. I'm McCoy by the way, call me Bones" McCoy had heard us and made his way over to where I sat on the chair. He pulled out a sonic screwdriver-looking thing that I assumed must be a Tricorder. "Oh yeah, minimal, blunt trauma to the left side of the head, moderate concussion, nothing overly dangerous, should be fixed up in a few days with rest, water, and painkillers. " I breathed a sigh of relief at not having a major injury, and both the Doctor and Chekov relaxed shoulders that I didn't know were tensed.

"How," the Doctor repeated gently, "did you hit your head? What happened?" He put his glasses on and pulled over the monitor, reading the Gallifreyan in the way only he could. I explained everything that I remembered, and Chekov filled in the bits during which I was unconscious.

"I carried her down a hall and found a door wis her name on eet, so I put her een ze bed and found ze Library. Wery imressiff collection, by ze vay." Chekov smiled and looked over at me, and the Doctor nodded along as I continued the story.

I finished up with when everyone burst through the doors after we had landed. The Doctor ran a hand through his hopelessly messy hair and changed the monitor display so we could all read it.

"I don't know why she took off so suddenly, must be some sort of indigestion from universe jumping, but it's a good thing you guys stayed calm and kept your eyes on the Angel, or we'd have much bigger problems than -" The Doctor was cut off as Bones interrupted him.

"I'm sorry but did you say universe jumping?" He looked incredulous and kept glancing at the both of us like we'd suddenly grown extra heads. Chekov took a step back, and Kirk and Spock, who had finally wandered over here to join our party, glanced at each other and also retreated.

"Hey, we're not crazy thingies, alright? I'm from San Francisco, and he's from a race called the Time Lords, they do stuff like this all the time. We were following a rogue angel from this house we were investigating in London and somehow we ended up here. So if you would all stop looking at the Doctor and me like we're gonna explode, we have a statue to deal with!" I snapped, and I caught the Doctor smirking before his eyes turned sad. Kirk smirked at me.

"I like you, kid." His grin widened and I couldn't help smiling back. Everyone else looked a little bit more at ease as well, and Chekov sat down on the chair next to me and studied me. The Doctor started pushing levers and flicking switches and the TARDIS tipped abruptly to one side and everyone who wasn't holding on to something was thrown to the floor.

"Let's go see how the Angel got here in the first place, the TARDIS detected a massive power source coming from somewhere around here, Allons-y!" He threw a lever and the TARDIS stabilized. I announced that I was going to the Library to rest my head, and Chekov offered to come with, so I held his arm to make up for the balance I still hadn't recovered as we made our way to the library. _

The library was huge, no surprise. I'd been in it several times, but only as an accident. We stepped inside and I heard Chekov suck in a breath. I felt a smile creep on to my face as I took in the sight before me. Huge Mahogany bookcases towered ten feet tall to be met with large bay doors that somehow led outside to a garden. Sunlight filtered through windows and illuminated silver spiral staircases that interrupted the shelves, leading up to the balconies and what looked like a second story. Plush armchairs sat huddled around a fireplace that cast a flickering light over the nearest bookcases. Thousands of books filled the shelves, some from the future, others from the far away past. In a near corner, a small cafe glowed invitingly with mismatched chairs that somehow all went together. There were no cabinets or foods on display, but I knew the TARDIS could cook up anything you could want exactly how you wanted it. The whole room felt old and somehow new, the combination of leather-bound tomes sitting side by side with what looked like small tablets adding to the feeling of mixed timelines that wasn't entirely out of place in the TARDIS.

I pulled Chekov over to the cafe as he marveled at the library. We sat down at a table, and almost immediately two steaming cups of hot chocolate appeared in front of us. I pulled one over to me and took a sip. Perfect. I ran my eyes over the room again.

"Vhat are you talking about? Zere is nosing zere." Chekov sounded alarmed and I turned back to him.

"I didn't say anyth- wait, why am I standing up?" I knit my eyebrows together and Chekov looked at me funny.

"You saw somesing and stood up, don't you remember?" Concern covered all his features. "You said 'Vhat ze hell ees zat, and how deed eet get een ze TARDIS?' I sink." He looked at me and my face paled "Maddy? vhat's wrong? Vhat are ve dealing vis?" I sat down heavily and placed my head in my hands.

"Why does this always happen to me?," I muttered into my hands. I looked back up to my friend. "I have an idea, but if I'm right, we have much bigger problems than a statue," I whispered. _

A/N; HAHAHAHAHA OK OK, I know the Silence don't come in until Series 6, but I couldn't resist. My cousin gave me the idea and the title was just perfect- Doctor Who related AND a pun, so I had no choice really! Anyway, I hope you enjoyed, please leave a review with any questions, criticism, thoughts, anything, I love reading them and hearing from people.

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