Susan opened her mouth to protest, but was once again interrupted. Amy was done staying silent.

"Now, hold on a minute," Amy strode away from the entrance, although Rory was trying to pull her back. He wasn't sure how involved he wanted to get in this weird Time Lord stuff, most of which he wasn't sure he understood completely. But Amy could not be held back. She walked past Susan to stand next to the Doctor as he faced the TARDIS.

"Sorry.. um Susan, did you say your name was?" Amy grabbed the Doctor's lapel. "But the Doctor and I need to have a little chat. Now." Amy jerked the Doctor upright and pulled him up the stairs, leaving Susan and Rory standing in the control room.

The Doctor squirmed, writhing and whining like a child, but Amy dragged him a good way down the hallway before she roughly let him go, shoving him slightly. He bounced against the wall, banging his arm slightly. He rubbed it as he turned to face Amy.

She didn't disguise her annoyance well. "What do you think you are doing?" she said, crossing her arms.

"Look, I don't know who that girl thinks she is but..." Amy cut the Doctor off with a wave of her hand.

"I don't care about that. What the matter is wrong with you? I would have expected you to be jumping up and down, hugging everyone and screaming. Finding out you're not the last." Amy said.

"I am the last of the Time Lords. I know that I am the last, so therefore that girl down there must be lying," the Doctor recited the words almost mechanically, the logic working its way through his mind.

"But Doctor," Amy grabbed his arm, trying to pull him out of his mind. "What if you aren't the last one? What if it really is your granddaughter down there?"

The Doctor turned to Amy. "She can't be. I can't let her," he whispered.

"Soo..." Rory said, vainly attempting to fill the awkward silence. "You're the Doctor's granddaughter."

Susan was startled by the noise. She had honestly forgotten that Rory was there as she stared at the hallway the Doctor had disappeared down.

"Oh, yes!" She said, turning to face Rory with bright eyes. "and you must be... Sorry, I didn't catch your name?"

"Rory," he said, sticking out his hand. Susan shook it warmly.

"Lovely to meet you, Rory. I figure you and the missus must be the new Ian and Barbra, right?"

Rory wasn't surprised to find he was confused. "Sorry, what?"

"Ian and Barbra. Oh right! You weren't there. Couple that Grandfather and I used to travel with. Quite lovely actually," Susan gushed absentmindedly.

"Yeah, well," Rory tried not to show that he was slightly peeved. "Amy and I are one of a kind."

"I'm sure you are," Susan said warmly, turning to tap him on the shoulder. "Tell me, was it before or after you met the Doctor that you two got married?"

Rory opened and closed him mouth a few times, then settled on simply executing displeased look.

"After, I see. Interesting." Susan smiled. "And would you two have gotten married if it wasn't for the Doctor?"

Rory wasn't sure that he liked the way this conversation was going.

"I don't understand what are you are saying," Amy said, nearly exploding with exasperation. "Why can't she be her granddaughter?"

The Doctor simply shook his head. "I can't let her be my granddaughter. I can't do that to her."

"Okay, listen to me alien boy," Amy drew close to the Doctor's face, speaking to him in ways that she had never imagined. But however close she got, he wouldn't meet her eyes, looking down or past her.

` "I don't care what you think or how many enigmatic things you say. You are an idiot." She pointed down the hallway, towards the control room. "You have a chance down there to have a family. A family you thought you had lost forever. This girl comes to you, offering everything you've ever wanted. Forgiveness. Redemption. A chance to travel with one person until the end of your days. Why won't you give yourself a chance to believe in that?!" Amy felt a tear drip down her cheek. She hadn't realized she was crying.

"If you turn her away, you will always be looking back. I will never have a real chance with Melody. I will never get that life I dreamed of." The Doctor finally met Amy's eyes, noting the tears. "You have that very chance and you are throwing it away." Amy placed a hand on the Doctor's face. "If you can't do it for yourself, do it for me. Because right now, I can see what's best for you."

"What's best for me?" the Doctor spit out the words, his venom surprising Amy. "Forgiveness? Redemption?" He took Amy's hand off of his face. "Do you think in any way that is going to come from her? No, Amelia Pond. I'll get no solace from this girl."

It was at that moment when the cloister bell of the TARDIS began to ring once again. The Doctor looked at Amy for a moment, then dashed down the hall to the console room.

"What in Odin's pretty blue underpants is going on in here?" He said, flailing down the stairs.

The girl was working frantically on the TARDIS, pumping and flipping levers like nobody's business.

"I have no idea, Doctor! She just started to freak out. I hadn't even touched her, again." The girl noticed her mistake a moment to late.

"Again?!" the Doctor screeched, in a way Rory would not call altogether manly. Practically flying over to the monitor, the Doctor took only one glance before he began frantically fiddling with the TARDIS.

"What did you think you were doing, girl?" the Doctor nearly shoved her out of the way as he ran about.

"Well, excuse me!" she said crossly. "I was only trying to fix the mistake you had made by not activating the Terra Gravity clamp."

"The Terra Gravity clamp?" the Doctor screamed, again in an octave that Rory firmly believed any man should ever attempt to reach.

"Well, I'm sure if you remembered how to put the Terra Gravity clamp on you most definitely remembered that you must first decrease the magnitifity of the TARDIS and make sure the magnetrons were stabilized and the flashy orange lights were only flashing at a rate of less than 70 flashy things per minutes, didn't you?"

The girl's confident expression disappeared. "Oh dear," she said.

"Doctor? What's going on?" Amy came down the stairs, face entirely clear.

"What's going on. WHAT'S GOING ON?" The Doctor threw his arms in the air. "Apparently, we are trying to reverse the polarity of the planet!"