Hello again! :) Here is chapter 7 and the first time Ivy meets River! It was really hard to decide if I wanted her to meet River or Rose first. They are both just so freakin' awesome! In the end I decided on River because she plays a bit of a bigger role in Ivy's life than Rose will.
Anyway, please let me know what you think and leave a little review!
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Ivy eyed the alien woman cautiously, watching her clawed, blue hand scroll through the thin, clear computer screen. Even though she was a light blue with a mouth full of pointed teeth and odd, white eyes, she still acted like some bored teenager passing time until she got off her shift at her minimum wage job. She continued to flick through the screen, different creatures flying by. Some were familiar, like another dog and what looked like a parrot and a monkey, while others were completely foreign to Ivy until she stopped, a familiar dog popping up on the screen. "Button, Golden Retriever, canine lupus familiaris?" She asked in a bored, flat tone before looking up at the two of them.
"That's her." The Doctor said, nodding at the alien woman.
The woman picked up what looked like a phone, muttering something about Button and grabbing her before looking up at them. "This way please." She said, waving them both toward a door behind her. Ivy felt a flicker of excitement, quickly following her through the door to the outside. There was different areas of the vast landscape in the back, fenced off with several different animals inside. Ivy couldn't wait to see Button, but she couldn't say she didn't get a bit distracted by the odd, weird creatures she saw. She saw something that looked like a pile of goop with eyes, a stick looking creature, and a bear like creature with massive, long claws and a long tail. Finally though, after passing things that Ivy couldn't even wrap her mind around the woman stopped and Ivy caught sight of those familiar brown eyes and silky golden fur.
"Button!" She cried, watching as the dog's ears perked up and her tail began to wag furiously. She stood in a large, fenced in area by herself, a bright collar on her neck and Ivy saw her fur was cut and she was completely clean.
As soon as the woman opened the door, Ivy shot inside and leaned down to hug the dog. Button gave several barks of happiness, her whole body shaking back and forth with her excitement. "Hi, girl. Hi!" She grinned, rubbing Button and hugging her around the neck.
"Are you crying?" The Doctor scoffed, raising one of his bushy eyebrows and looking down at her.
"No!" Ivy lied, quickly rubbing away the couple of tears that had formed. What could she say? She had been told she would never go back to her regular life, was almost dissected and watched a boy die... so things weren't exactly going the way she planned. But here she was, sitting in a giant enclosure with her sweet, happy dog... something from her old life. Sue her for crying a little bit.
"Oh, don't cry. I can't do the tears." The Doctor sighed, folding his arms and leaning against the fence. Ivy's head snapped up and she glared at him.
"I'm happy to see my dog. Sorry!" She huffed, gently kissing on top of the golden retrievers head. "They're good to her here, right? I mean... do they even have the right food?"
"Course. They have other human dogs." The Doctor said, waving his hand and looking unalarmed. "Best planet on the galaxy for animals. Of all kinds. They feed her a good diet, exercise her, play with her. Only the best for Button."
Her dog's ears perked up at her name and she blinked up at the Doctor before walking toward him and sitting at his feet. The older alien grinned, leaning down and scratching behind Button's ears. "Good to see you again, old girl." He said and Button barked happily. "Yes, yes I know. It's been a while."
"What are you doing?" Ivy asked, dusting her pants off and giving him a look. He glanced up at her, still rubbing Button's ear.
"Talking to her."
"Talking to Button?" She deadpanned, raising an eyebrow and waiting for the joke. But he nodded, leaning down and rubbing the dog's belly. "Are you Time Lord's dog whisperers as well, now?" She mocked, but the Doctor rolled his eyes, giving her a 'don't be stupid' look.
"Of course not. I'm not one of those fakes running around on television. I actually speak dog." He said simply and Ivy couldn't stop the laugh that escaped.
"'Speak dog?'" She muttered, shaking her head. "You can't be serious."
"Of course I am." He shrugged, looking down at Button and grinning. "I speak everything."
Ivy was about to argue with that statement, but Button came back to her, circling her happily and she began to play with the golden retriever. They stayed for hours, until the facility closed to the public, playing with Button and even a couple of other odd creatures that looked like some sort of giant cat and a sort of skeletal creature that reminded Ivy eerily of Thestrals from the Harry Potter movies.
"Can't we bring her on the TARDIS?" Ivy begged as she kissed Button one last time, a deep sadness filling her chest. She almost wanted to cry again and if Button hadn't seemed so happy in this weird alien facility she probably would have actually started to cry again.
"Absolutely not." The Doctor said for the millionth time, gently grabbing her around the waist and pulling her away. "You bounce around and then I'm stuck picking up after her while you're gone."
"Oh, like she's so hard to take care of. She's a good dog!" Ivy grumbled, looking back at Button sadly. She sat at the edge of the fence, staring out after them with big, brown eyes and drooped ears. "I'll be back!" She called after her before they were back in the lobby, that blue woman flipping through a magazine at the front desk. Ivy sighed, chewing on her lip and glancing at the Doctor. "She's really okay here? You promise?"
He sighed, looking down at her seriously. "Yes. I made sure I took her to the best. I promise. Now, come on."
He herded her toward the TARDIS outside, stepping inside of the blue doors and into the familiar console room. "Thank you, Doctor." Ivy said, glancing over at him. He glanced at her, his green eyes softening a bit. "Seriously."
"You're welcome." He said, smiling at her a bit. "Now, where-"
Ivy gasped, stumbling back against the railing when her vision blurred and something pulled at her stomach. It felt exactly like the beginning of the jumping, but instead of the horrible pain, it just felt like a sort of tingling. The Doctor was before her immediately, looking down at her with deep concern. "I... I don't know what's happening. It doesn't hurt but it feels..."
"Tingling." He whispered and he looked away, something odd in his eyes that she couldn't place. "River..."
"Wha-"
But she was gone before she could finish asking about this river, being pulled and yanked back... or forward in time. She landed on an uneven, hard surface, upright this time, but still shaky. She stumbled back, nearly falling back on her ass before someone caught her and quickly held her up. "There you are!" A bright, female voice said just behind her. "Sorry, love, tried to make it gentle."
Ivy blinked, her eyes meeting bright green ones. The woman was older, maybe in her late thirties or early forties, with dark skin, a mass of wild curls around her head and a beautiful evening gown on that was out of place on the rocky shoreline of the beach they seemed to be at. She smiled at her happily, clearly another person who knew her from some time in her future. "What did you... how...?"
Ivy looked behind the women to see the 11th Doctor in his familiar bow tie and professor garb, storming over the rocks toward the two of them. Amy stood jump behind him, looking completely amused and Ivy felt her heart twist sadly as she looked at the redhead, wondering how on Earth she was supposed to face her. She didn't have much time to dwell on this though, because the Doctor jerked Ivy away from the woman, nearly causing her to fall, before he grabbed her face in his hands and studied her intently. "What are you-" Ivy grumbled, trying to pull away but he kept a firm grip on her, before he yanked his sonic out and began to scan her.
"Oh, she's fine!" The curly haired woman said, waving her hand at the Doctor. "I'm always gentle about it when I make her jump, aren't I?"
She looked at Ivy expectantly, a smirk on her full, red lips, but Ivy had no idea what she was talking about and wasn't sure how to answer. She couldn't wait till she had met everyone and could stop with these awkward 'I'm really sorry, but I don't know you' introductions. "Um... I don't-"
"How did you do that? How do you know how to make my Ivy jump?" The Doctor demanded, rounding on the woman with a glint of anger in his eyes.
"Your Ivy?" Ivy snapped, raising an eyebrow at him. He looked down at her, his cheeks going a bit red as he began to stutter over an answer to that one.
"Oh, sweetie," The woman scoffed, shaking her head at him and setting a hand on Ivy's shoulder. "She was my Ivy before she was ever yours."
The Doctor sputtered, giving her an angry glare before Ivy snapped. "Okay!" She cried, taking a step back from all of them. "Sorry, but I have no idea what is going on! And what are you talking about... making me jump?"
The woman's smile slowly slid from her face, that familiar look of hurt from not being recognized that Ivy was coming to recognize, crossing her features. The Doctor, Clara, Amy... they had all given it to her the last few times she had jumped, but this woman... the look of hurt on her face was far worse. A close second to even the Doctor's look when she had first met him. "You haven't met me yet, have you?" She asked, a terrible sadness in her voice.
"I'm... I'm sorry." She muttered, shifting uncomfortably. She wasn't sure what else to say to that, how to make the women feel better. "I've only... jumped three times before this."
The woman nodded slowly, before her lips turned up into another bright, sly smile and the pain was completely gone. It was jarring and Ivy couldn't help but admire how quickly she could pull out her mask. "Well, then. River Song." She said, extending her hand and smirking at her. "Apparently, Professor River Song." She winked cheekily at the Doctor, who huffed, glaring at her childishly.
"Ivy... which you know, I guess." She muttered, shaking River's hand.
River smiled at her one last time before turning on her heel and pressing what looked like a large cell phone to her ear. "You lot in orbit yet?" She called, walking past Amy and toward what looked like a large cliff with smoke billowing out of the top. She continued talking to whoever she was calling, before pausing and turning back toward the three of them. "Doctor, can you sonic me?" She called, lifting the phone up in the air. "I need to boost the signal so we can use it as a beacon!"
The Doctor frowned, but pulled the sonic out and pointed it toward her. Amy grinned, clearly amused by the fact that the Doctor was following orders from this odd, feisty River Song. "Ohh, Doctor," Amy chuckled from behind the Doctor and Ivy. "You soniced her!"
"Who is she, exactly?" Ivy asked, looking over at the Doctor curiously.
The Doctor glanced over at her, his eyes suddenly filled with worry. "She's..." He started, his brow furrowing as he tried to work out exactly how to explain the woman to her. "She's our future."
Ivy wasn't sure what the hell that meant and before she could ask, River was back with a worn, TARDIS blue journal in her hands. "We have a minute. Shall we?" She asked, looking over at the Doctor with a smile. She slowly opened it, the pages looking so old and written on Ivy thought they were going to fall out as she began to flip through them. "I know where you are." She said, glancing at Ivy before looking back at the Doctor. "But where are we up to? Have we done the Bone Meadows?"
"What's the book?" Amy asked, walking forward to glance at it curiously.
"Stay away from it." The Doctor ordered, still looking up at the smoking cliff unhappily. Ivy wasn't sure exactly what it was about this River woman and the future she shared with them that made the Doctor so unhappy, but it made her slightly weary of the woman.
"What is it, though?" Amy asked, eying the Doctor.
"Her diary." He grumbled.
"Our diary." River corrected, still absentmindedly flipping through the pages.
"Her past, our... future." He muttered, glancing over at Ivy and frowning again. "Time Travel. We keep meeting in the wrong order."
"Like me?" Ivy asked, looking at River with a bit more interest. "You bounce around too? Is that how you got me here or-"
River smiled at her sadly, shaking her head. "Just regular time travel." She said, shrugging. "Just happen to meet you two in the wrong order."
Ivy felt a flicker of disappointment, but slowly nodded. She suddenly heard the sound of violent wind and she looked over to see four long wind tunnels landing about twenty feet away from them. The air circled round and round quickly before dissipating and revealing four figures in desert military gear. They quickly scanned the area, alert and on edge with guns pointed up and clearly waiting for any threat in the area. One of them, the oldest one, stepped forward, heading toward Dr. Song and eying her wearily. "You promised me an army, Doctor Song."
"No, I promised you the equivalent of an army." She said simply, before her green eyes flicked over to the Doctor, Ivy and Amy. "This is the Doctor."
The man looked over, a sort of aw in his eyes as the Doctor gave him a salute. "Father Octavian, sir. Bishop, second class." He quickly reached out, shaking the Doctor's hand. "20 clerics at my command. The troops are already in the drop ship and landing shortly. Doctor Song was helping us with a covert investigation." He paused, glancing at the Doctor cautiously. "Has Doctor Song explained what we're dealing with?"
"Doctor," River said, glancing over at the bow tied alien. "What do you know of the Weeping Angels?"
~DW~
They quickly headed inside of the old temple, where the military clerics had set up a sort of camp. The Doctor was obviously very alarmed about whatever this Weeping Angel was, because he tried several times to make Amy and Ivy wait in the TARDIS, before River pulled him away to talk with Father Octavian. Amy seemed just as confused by these Angel's as Ivy, but she didn't seem as curious about what they were as Ivy was, instead more interested in the dynamic between the Doctor and River.
"The Angel, as far as we know, is still trapped in the ship." The Father was saying as they followed after him toward a tented area. "Our mission is to get inside and neutralize it. We can't get through up top. We'd be too close to the drivers. According to this," Father Octavian said, pulling out a small, computer like device. "Behind the cliff face, there's a network of catacombs leading right up to the temple. We can blow through the base of the cliffs, get into the entrance chamber, and then work our way up."
"Oh, good." The Doctor said, smiling in delight.
"Good, sir?"
"Catacombs." He said, looking over at the Father. "Probably dark ones. Dark catacombs, great."
Father Octavian seemed to realize that the Doctor was being sarcastic, because he sighed, closing his eyes briefly before continuing. "Technically, I think it's called a maze of the dead."
"You can stop anytime you like." The Doctor mumbled, glancing up at the wall of the temple.
"Father Octavian?" One of the younger men called, walking toward them. "Excuse me, sir."
Father Octavian glanced at the Doctor, seeing if he needed him any further, but the man just waved him off before he began to sonic some of the technology on the table they had stopped at. Amy walked around the two of them, watching the Doctor curiously. "You're letting people call you 'sir'. You never do that." The Doctor didn't say anything, instead pulling different parts from the case he had been scanning and studying the materials. Amy didn't seem to care though, because she hopped up on the wooden table and glanced at him. "So whatever a Weeping Angel is, it's really bad, yeah?"
"You practically had a heart attack when she told you they were here. Are they really that bad?" Ivy asked nervously, looking over at him as he continued to study the materials.
"Now, that's interesting." The Doctor mumbled absentmindedly, before rounding on Ivy. "Which part of 'wait in the TARDIS till I tell you it's safe' was so confusing for the two of you?"
"Oh, I swear-" Ivy started, growing angry at his stupid need to try to protect her when she had already, in only three jumps, experienced an insane amount of things. Amy quickly cut her off though, clearly more amused by his unneeded protectiveness than angered.
"Ooh, are you all Mr. Grumpy face today?" The redhead teased, frowning dramatically at the Doctor. He turned to glare at her, his face deadly serious.
"A Weeping Angel is the deadliest, most powerful, most malevolent life form evolution has ever produced and right now, one of them is trapped inside that wreckage and I'm supposed to climb in after it with a screwdriver and a torch, and assuming I survive the radiation long enough and assuming the whole ship doesn't just blow up in my face, I'm supposed to do something incredibly clever which I haven't actually thought of yet." He paused, sucking in a breath after that incredibly long and fearful statement before swinging around to look at Ivy. "That's my day. That's what I'm up to."
Ivy bit her lip, glancing at the temple nervously, worry and fear churning in her stomach. She had a million questions... like what exactly these Angel's were, how to stop them and what the Doctor exactly was planning. But before she could ask any of it, Amy piped up with something she seemed to find equally as important as any of those.
"Is River Song your ex-wife?" Amy asked, making the Doctor sigh and look up at the temple again. Ivy stared, shaking her head and wondering how on Earth the girl could be worried about the Doctor's love life after a speech like that. "'Cause she's someone from your future. And the only other person I've seen talk to you like that is Ivy. Kind of like, you know, 'Heel, boy!'" Amy teased, swinging her legs in a carefree manner and studying the two of them. "She's Mrs. Doctor from the future, isn't she? She's the woman before-"
"Yes." The Doctor said quickly, cutting her off hurriedly. Ivy, despite her worry and nervousness about the angel's couldn't help but be a bit curiously about the way the Doctor was blushing and quickly cutting Amy off. Woman before who? In the few times she had jumped, the Doctor didn't really seem... interested in anyone in that way. Maybe one of his previous companions? He did travel with a lot of pretty women...
"You're right." The Doctor grumbled, glancing around the camp with a frown. "I am definitely Mr. Grumpy Face today."
"Doctor!" Mrs. Maybe Future Doctor herself called from inside a long, metal room that was set up about twenty feet away from them. She waved at the three of them and Ivy saw she was wearing one of the military uniforms now. "Doctor!"
"Oops. Her indoors." Amy grinned, watching as the Doctor's head fell and he sighed, obviously very annoyed with being summoned by River.
"Father Octavian?" River called, waving the Father into the metal room. The man marched forward quickly and the Doctor finally pulled himself away from the table to follow after him.
"Why do they call him 'Father'?" Ivy asked, studying the military uniform. "Isn't he military?"
"He's their Bishop, they're his clerics. It's the 51st century, the church has moved on." The Doctor explained and Ivy took a moment to wrap her mind around the very fact that they were in the 51st century. She supposed she shouldn't be all that impressed, considering she had just gotten back from the end of the universe itself, but she couldn't help it. Plus... this was just cool... the end of the universe had just been depressing.
They entered the room, which looked like a small work area with a large screen TV in the back end. The screen seemed to be playing a couple seconds of video before the screen became static and then played over again. As Ivy drew closer she saw that the lone figure on the screen seemed to have long wings sprouting from its back and Ivy figured this was the Weeping Angel they were all going crazy over. It didn't even move in the few seconds that it was on the screen and if Ivy wasn't mistaken, the thing actually looked like it was made of stone.
"What do you think?" River asked, glancing back at the Doctor. "It's from the security cameras in the Byzantium vault. I ripped it when I was onboard. Sorry about the quality. Its four seconds. I've put it on loop."
"Yep." The Doctor said quickly, leaning very close to the screen to study the creature. "It's an Angel. Hands covering its face."
"You've encountered the Angel's before?" Father Octavian asked.
"Uh, Ivy and I have once, on Earth a long time ago."
"We have?" Ivy asked, raising an eyebrow at him.
"I have, you will." He shrugged, glancing back at the screen and folding his arms. "But those were scavengers, barely surviving."
"Isn't it just a statue?" Ivy asked, leaning close to the picture as well to see if she was missing what was so terrifying about this Weeping Angel.
"It's a statue when you see it." River corrected and Ivy glanced back at her, sure she was misunderstanding something.
"Where did it come from?" The Doctor asked.
"Oh, pulled from the ruins of Razbahan, end of last century. It's been in private hands ever since, dormant all that time." River explained, shrugging.
"There's a difference between dormant and patient." The Doctor muttered, frowning worriedly.
"What does that mean, it's a statue when you see it?" Amy asked, clearly just as confused by as she was.
"The Weeping Angels can only move if they're unseen." River said and Ivy glanced over at the screen again, shivering. Statues that moved when you weren't looking? That sounded like something straight out of a horror movie. "So legend has it."
"No, it's not legend." The Doctor said, turning and grabbing a strip of cloth on the ceiling before promptly ripping it off. Ivy sighed, shaking her head as he glanced at it sheepishly and continued. "It's a quantum lock. In the sight of any living creature, the Angels literally cease to exist, they're just stone." He balled up the material, throwing it across the room. "The ultimate defense mechanism."
"What, being a stone?" Amy muttered, sounding disbelieving.
"Being a stone..." The Doctor said, getting extremely close to the TV again and studying the Angel. "Until you turn your back." He turned, giving them a very depressing smile before looking over at Father Octavian. "So... here's what we need to do..."
He began to launch into a big, scientific plan that Ivy didn't at all understand. She followed the Doctor and the rest of them out of the long, metal room but instead of following and listening to a bunch of scientific garble, she stayed just outside the door, hanging back with Amy. "Do you ever understand anything he says?" Ivy asked, glancing up at the young redhead.
"Never. Sometimes I thinks he makes it up so he can keep talking." She grinned, causing Ivy to chuckle. Even though she hadn't known the man long, she could certainly see him doing something like that. Especially his 12th regeneration.
They lapsed into a silence, watching the Doctor order around River and the Father for a while longer. Ivy glanced up at the young woman, biting her lip nervously. Should she even ask about Rory? What if it was after what had happened and bringing up the girls dead boyfriend would cause some kind of problem for the Doctor? Or what if it was before and Ivy could warn Amy-
"Sweetie, I need you!" River called, tearing Ivy away from her thoughts.
"Anybody need us?" Amy cried, spreading her hands and glaring at the two of them, clearly unhappy with being ignored during the plans. "Nobody?"
"I'd say that's a no." Ivy muttered, rolling her eyes. Amy huffed before taking a step back into the room.
"You coming?" She asked, sticking her head back outside to look over at Ivy.
She looked up at the pretty redhead, chewing on her lip nervously. She could go in and talk with Amy, she could ask about Rory, find out where they were in that time line. If she just gave her a little bit of a warning...
You can't talk about the future... one wrong word... very dangerous.
Ivy sighed, closing her eyes briefly. "Um... no." She mumbled, looking away. "I'm going to... make sure he doesn't kill River or something."
Amy nodded, eying her curiously before slipping back inside. Ivy tore herself away before she changed her mind and walked in with her, heading toward the table where River was showing the Doctor some book. "...only one. It's written by a madman, it's barely readable, but I've marked a few passages."
"Written by a madmen. He should be able to make it out just fine." Ivy muttered and the Doctor, who had been flipping through the pages incredibly quickly, slammed the book shut and lightly hit her on the head with it and gave her a playful glare.
"Not bad. Bit slow in the middle. Didn't you hate his girlfriend?" He cried, swinging around to look over at River, who stared at him like he was crazy. Ivy couldn't blame her. If 11 was anything, it was odd. "No, no hang on. Wait, wait, wait, wait." The Doctor said, before shoving the book to his face and taking a deep, long sniff.
"Oh, my God, really?" Ivy said, staring at him in disbelief. Amy was yelling something to River, but Ivy couldn't take her eyes off the craziness of the Doctor. "You're completely insane."
"Something's wrong." He grumbled, opening the book and glancing at it with his brow furrowed. "This book is wrong. What's wrong with this book? It's wrong."
"I think you're what's wrong here." She said, watching him flip the book upside down, wave it around and actually put it to his ear.
"You're always so mean when you're young." He grumbled, tapping her on the nose and pouting.
"Someone has to keep you in check." River interrupted, before pulling that blue journal out of her jacket and opening it again. "It's so strange when you go all baby-face. How early is this for you?"
"Very early." The Doctor muttered, still flipping through the book.
"So you don't know who I am yet?" River asked, a sly smile on her face and a mysterious look in her green eyes.
"How do you know who I am? I don't always look the same." The Doctor asked, still not bothering to look over at the woman. Ivy wasn't sure how he could be so uninterested in this River and her journal though. Ivy was slowly coming to accept that all these people she met knew things about her that she never told them... well, at least not yet, but there was something different about River and the way she talked to Ivy and even the Doctor. It was like she knew something... important. Something bigger than Ivy's foster homes or the Doctor's faces. And it made Ivy very nervous.
"I've got pictures of all your faces." She shrugged, glancing down at the open book. "You never show up in the right order, though. I need the spotters guide."
"Pictures?" The Doctor muttered, pausing in his flipping to stare down at the book with a spark of understanding. "Why aren't there pictures? This whole book is a warning about the Weeping Angels. So why no pictures? Why not show us what to look out for?"
"There was a bit about images." River said, putting her journal away to look in the book with the Doctor. "What was that about?"
The Doctor frantically began flipping through the book again before stopping and pointing at it. "Yes! Hang on! 'That which holds the image of an Angel becomes itself an angel.'"
Ivy felt cold, icy dread fill her stomach as the words slowly began to sink in. "What does that mean? 'An image of an angel becomes itself an angel?'" River asked, looking at the Doctor in confusion.
"Amy..." Ivy whispered, looking back at the room in horror.
"Doctor! Ivy!" Amy suddenly cried, her hands beating on the metal from inside. "It's inside the room."
"Amy!" The Doctor called, running toward the door and frantically trying to open it. Ivy was just behind him, her heart beating out of her chest. First Rory, now Amy. She couldn't let both of them die, she couldn't watch that. "Are you all right? What's happening?"
"Doctor!" Amy called, her voice shaking with fear. "Doctor, it's coming out of the television. The Angel is here."
"Get her out of there." Ivy urged him, watching him yank his sonic out and begin to scan the door.
"Don't take your eyes off it! Keeping looking." He ordered her, running his sonic over the key pad quickly. "It can't move if you're looking." He jerked back after a moment, running along the side. "It's deadlocked."
"There is no deadlock." River said, punching the buttons on the key pad frantically. Ivy stood back uselessly, unable to do anything. She was shaking, terrified of what exactly that creature would do to Amy.
"Doctor, get her out!" She cried, hating how useless she was.
"I'm trying!" He snapped, tearing open some part of the wall and looking inside.
"What are you doing?" River asked, continuing to try to open the door.
"Uh, cutting the power. It's using the screen," He muttered, yanking at some wires." I'm turning the screen off." But he yanked and pulled and nothing happened. "No good. It's deadlocked the whole system."
"There is no deadlock." River insisted, walking toward the Doctor.
"There is now." He shot back, clearly growing more frustrated.
"Help me!" Amy screamed and the Doctor quickly ran to the door again, pressing himself against it.
"Can you turn it off?" The Doctor asked. "The screen, can you turn it off?"
"I tried."
"Try again, but don't take your eyes off the Angel." He ordered, before taking off back toward where River was. "If something moves, it'll move faster. Don't even blink."
River had taken out what looked like a tiny gun, but instead of a bullet coming out when she pressed the trigger, a blue flame spurted out instead, blowing on the metal. "I'm not blinking. Have you ever tried not blinking?" Amy complained from the other side as River continued to try to burn through the metal. "It just keeps switching back on!"
"Yeah, that's the Angel." The Doctor sighed, messing with the wires again. "No, anything that takes the image of an Angel is an Angel." He shoved some of the wires back in, obviously giving up on that way of getting in. He glanced down at River, a bit surprised when he saw her trying to burn through the door. "What are you doing?"
"I'm trying to cut through. It's not even warm."
"There is no way in." The Doctor said, his voice laced with anger and frustration. "It's not physically possible."
"We have to help Amy! We can't just let it get her!" Ivy insisted and the Doctor stopped to look at her, grabbing her face gently and looking into her eyes.
"Nothing will happen to her. I promise." He said gently, his thumb brushing against her cheek before he pressed a quick, soft kiss to her forehead. The act of intimacy caught her off guard and she wasn't sure how she felt about it, but she didn't have much time to focus on it.
"Doctor, what is it going to do to me?" Amy asked, her voice trembling. The Doctor pulled away from Ivy and looking toward the door again.
"Just keep looking at it. Don't stop looking!" He took off toward the table again, grabbing up the book and running to the door to plop down in front of the door and flipping through. "Amy," He said suddenly, looking up in alarm. "Not the eyes. Look at the Angel, but don't look at the eyes."
"Why?"
"What is it?" Ivy asked, walking toward him.
"'The eyes are not the windows of the soul, they are the doors. Beware what may enter there.'" The Doctor sighed, looking up at Ivy and River worriedly.
"What did you say?" Amy called.
"Don't look at the eyes."
"No," Amy protested shakily. "About images, what did you say about images?"
"Whatever holds the images of an Angel is an Angel." He said again, pulling his sonic out again and messing with the door and keypad. After a couple moments, suddenly the door clanked and swung open. Ivy let out a sigh of relief, her whole body shaking and she quickly following after the Doctor and River as they headed inside just as the screen flickered off.
"I froze it." Amy said, sounding dazed. "There was a sort of blip on the tape and I froze it on the blip. It wasn't the image of an Angel anymore." The Doctor rushed forward, scanning the unplugged TV cord with his sonic. "That was good, yeah? It was, wasn't it? That was pretty good. That was amazing."
The Doctor glanced back at her, tipping his sonic at her before going back to scanning. "River, hug Amy."
"Why?" Amy asked, eyeing him.
"'Cause Ivy's all young and mean and I'm busy." He mumbled, still studying the cord.
"I'm not mean." Ivy snapped, giving the Doctor a dirty look.
"I'm fine." Amy insisted, shrugging.
"You're brilliant." River said quickly, giving the Doctor a glare before she pulled Amy close.
"That was amazing, Amy." Ivy said, smiling at the redhead. She grinned back, her panic from before almost gone and instead replaced with a bit of happiness.
"Thanks. Yeah. I kind of creamed it, didn't I?" Amy said, sounding incredibly impressed with herself. Ivy chuckled a bit, growing happier that Amy was alright.
"So it was here? That was the Angel?" River asked, looking over at the Doctor as he shoved his sonic screwdriver back into his jacket.
"That was a projection of the Angel." He mumbled, looking worried. "It's no longer dormant."
There was a sudden blast from outside, echoing through the temple and making Ivy jump. The Doctor quickly ran around the three of them, heading back outside to see what the commotion was. He stuck his head out the door of the room and Ivy heard Father Octavian's voice ring out, "Doctor, we're through!"
The Doctor pulled back inside, looking over at them with a grave look on his face. "Okay. Now it starts." He shot out the door, heading down the steps and out toward the soldiers. Ivy began to head out, but paused when she didn't hear the other two following.
"Coming?" She asked, seeing Amy still standing with her back turned and River looking over at her worriedly.
"Yeah, coming." Amy said, glancing back. Ivy nodded, looking at her one last time to make sure she was alright before heading out of the door and following after the Doctor, River just behind her.
"Are you alright?" River asked, hurrying a bit to catch up with her. She glanced at the curly haired woman, seeing that she actually looked a bit worried for her.
"Um, yeah, fine." She muttered, shrugging. "Amy's the one who had to deal with the Angel, so..."
River smiled that sly smile of hers, a knowing look in her eyes that made Ivy uncomfortable. River was so different from any of the other people she had met with the Doctor and Ivy couldn't shake the nervous feeling she had about the woman. "Of course." River chuckled, patting her arm before walking past her. Ivy slowed a bit, studying her as she began to talk with Father Octavian about their plans.
They slowly made their way down the newly blown hole down to the catacombs down a very shaky ladder that made Ivy nervous. The Doctor put his hands on her hips when she got down far enough, helping her jump down from the thing and stopping her from stumbling too much. She muttered a 'thank you' and quickly pulled away, still uncomfortable from his odd show of affection earlier. He studied her for a moment, something in his eyes before he handed her a flashlight and looked away.
She looked around wearily, taking in the huge expanse of black. She was regretting coming down here already, feeling closed in just like she had when they were underground with the homo reptilia. "Where are we? What is this exactly?" Ivy asked nervously, looking over at the Doctor.
"It's an Aplan Mortarium... sometimes called a Maze of the Dead." River answered, her own flashlight sending a beam through the dark.
"What's that?"
"Well, if you happen to be a creature of living stone," He started, before pausing to run forward and kick what looked like a ball straight up in the air. It sparked to life, illuminating the entire cave area to reveal rows and rows of stone figures going up hundreds of feet above. Ivy felt fear fill her stomach, already figuring out where the Doctor was heading. "Perfect hiding place."
"Well, I guess this makes it a bit trickier." Father Octavian said nervously, looking around at the different worn, stone figures all around them.
"Ha." The Doctor laughed, shaking his head. "A bit, yeah."
"A stone Angel on the loose amongst stone statues." Father Octavian sighed, sounding worn and tired. "A lot harder than I prayed for."
"A needle in a haystack." River mumbled nervously
"A needle that looks like hay." Ivy grumbled, trying to keep herself calm. Not only was she stuck down here, but there was also some stone monster lurking in the shadows, hidden among more stone. God, she was living out some kind of horror movie.
"A hay-like needle of death." The Doctor nodded, glancing about the illuminated area. "A hay-like needle of death in a haystack of, uh, statues." He paused, glancing back at River. "Uh... yours was fine."
"Right. Check every single statue in this chamber." Father Octavian ordered his men, who nodded dutifully and began to disperse. "You know what you're looking for. Complete visual inspection. One question... how do we fight it?" He asked, glancing tensely over at the Doctor.
"We find it and hope." The Doctor said and Ivy felt her heart speed up a bit. He quickly grabbed her arm, keeping her close as they began to head toward a small tunnel off to the side. Statues were scattered along the rocky tunnel and the Doctor glanced at each of them nervously, scanning them before deciding they weren't a threat and then walked away. "You stay by me at all times." He said suddenly, his hand coming to rest on the small of her back. She glanced at him, raising an eyebrow.
"Yeah, I get it-"
"Ivy," He said, his voice deadly serious. "You don't go anywhere without me, understand? Just... please."
She glanced at him and it wasn't for the extreme look of worry and fear in his eyes, she would have gotten a bit offended by him thinking she couldn't handle herself. She had been through a shit ton in the last few weeks alone. But instead of arguing, she merely nodded. "Yeah, fine." She muttered and she saw him relax just a bit. "You know you don't have to treat me like a child. I have been through a bit these last few jumps."
"I know you have." He muttered, giving her a look before taking his sonic out and scanning one of the stone figures. "But I also know how you get underground like this and how... impulsive you are when you're young. I'm not taking any chances."
Ivy glared at him, folding her arms angrily. "You make me sound like some... stupid child or something."
He sighed, looking up from the small computer he had taken out of his jacket to look at her. "You aren't a stupid child, just a girl who cares far too little for her own safety." He whispered, meeting her eyes and smiling sadly. "So I care more than enough for both of us."
She frowned, looking away from that knowing look. "Yes," River interrupted suddenly, flashing her light at them. "We are."
"Sorry, what?" The Doctor asked, looking back at the computer screen and pressing a couple of buttons.
"Talking about you two." River grinned and Ivy looked back at her and Amy, who was also smiling in amusement.
"Wasn't listening, too busy." The Doctor grumbled, clearly not caring about whatever River had been telling Amy. But Ivy couldn't say she wasn't interested. Maybe River had been telling Amy something about the future... about how she knew them.
"Ah." River muttered, sounding disbelieving. "The other way up."
The Doctor's brow furrowed and he pulled the small computer away from him, studying it before he flipped it over. He glanced at River sheepishly and the woman just smiled at him smugly.
"Yeah." He muttered, obviously displeased by the fact that River had corrected him.
"Good job." Ivy said, rolling her eyes and patting him on the back. He gave her a huff, grumbling something under his breath before going back to whatever was on the computer screen. After he scanned a couple more statues, they began to head further into the catacombs, carefully checking each of the statues as they went, but only found lone stone figures, worn away by time.
Gunfire sounded unexpectedly, making them all jump and then shoot off toward where it had come from. They found a young soldier, his gun gripped tightly in his hand as he looked at them all nervously. There was only one statue in the room and the Doctor quickly began to look it over, studying it with his flashlight intently.
"Sorry. Sorry, I thought..." He was saying to Father Octavian, looking a bit ashamed. "I thought it looked at me."
"You know what the Angel looks like. Is that the Angel?" Father Octavian asked, his voice stern.
"No, sir." The young man sighed, looking more and more ashamed.
"No, sir, it is not!" Father Octavian scolded. "According to the Doctor, we are facing an enemy of unknowable power and infinite evil. So it would be good, it would be very good, if we could all remain calm in the presence of décor."
"What's your name?" The Doctor asked, leaning against the wall after deciding that the stone figure wasn't a threat and looking at the soldier.
"Bob, sir." He mumbled, eying the Doctor timidly.
"Ah, that's a great name. I love Bob!"
"It's a sacred name. We all have sacred names." Father Octavian explained. "They're given to us in the service of the church."
The Doctor marched forward, coming to stand next to the two men. "Sacred Bob. More like scared Bob now, eh?"
"Yes, sir." He mumbled, looking down at his feet.
"Ah, good. Scared keeps you fast."
"Fear is a superpower." Ivy whispered, smiling a bit when Bob looked back at her, blushing. The Doctor grinned, pointing at her and nodding.
"Anyone in his room who isn't scares is a moron." He gave them both looks, patting them on the shoulders before turning away. "Carry on."
Sacred Bob still looked a bit embarrassed, but Father Octavian patted him on the shoulder again before looking out at the catacombs. "We'll be moving into the maze in two minutes. You stay with Christian and Angelo. Guard the approach."
Sacred Bob nodded, loosening up a bit before putting on a brave face. They began to head through more of the catacombs, searching through the different stone figures and trying to weed out this Weeping Angel. Ivy walked along with the rest of the group, but she could see the Doctor glancing back every once in a while to search for her, before looking back. She couldn't help but roll her eyes. How was he supposed to find this Angel if he kept trying to keep track of her?
"Isn't there a chance this lot's just gonna collapse?" Amy asked, looking up at the rocky ceiling nervously. "There's a whole ship up there."
"She has a point." Ivy muttered, but the Doctor look unfazed.
"Incredible builders, the Aplans." The Doctor assured them, continuing to look around. "Had dinner with their chief architect once. Two heads are better than one."
"Let me guess... you helped build all this?" Ivy muttered, rolling her eyes. The Doctor whipped his flashlight around and aimed it straight into her face, making her wince and look away.
"No. I mean he had two heads." He said simply before swinging his flashlight back out into the catacombs. "That book. The very end, what did it say?"
"Ah, hang on." River began to fumble around her pockets, finally finding the book and flipping to the back.
"Read it to me."
"'What if we had ideas that could think for themselves? What if one day our dreams no longer needed us? When these things occur and are held to be true, the time will be upon us. The time of Angels.'"
Ivy frowned, hating how eerie and creepy that sounded. "Well, that was cheery." She mumbled. The Doctor flashed her a quick, jittery smile before they continued on their way. They marched up different flights of stairs and before long, Ivy felt winded and quickly realized out of shape she had gotten. She wondered absentmindedly if there was a gym she could use in the TARDIS in her free time.
"Only two levels to go." The Doctor was telling Amy and Ivy breathed a sigh of relief. "Lovely species the Aplans. We should visit them sometime."
"I thought you said they had died out." Ivy muttered, trying to catch her breath as they got off the stairs and stopped in another small area of stone figures.
"So is Virginia Woolf. But we're on her bowling team." The Doctor shrugged, throwing a grin at her. "Very relaxed, sort of cheerful. Well, that's having two heads, of course. You're never short of a snog with an extra head."
Ivy wrinkled her nose, scanning the different stone figures in the room carefully. She paused for a moment, frowning and looking at the closest one to her. There was something... wrong about it, but Ivy couldn't figure it out. It was female from what was left of the figure, most of the clothes worn away along with its face. It looked normal, but something about it was just bugging her.
"... then they started having laws against self-marrying." The Doctor was saying, still talking about these creepy Aplans. "I mean, what was that about? But that's the church for you." He said, swinging his light around to look at Father Octavian. "Uh, no offence, Bishop."
Ivy rolled her eyes, smiling when he replied, "Quite a lot taken, if that's all right Doctor."
They continued up, still scanning each and every statue. That nagging feeling was still tugging at Ivy and she chewed her lip nervously, trying to figure out what was wrong.
"Lowest point of the wreckage." Father Octavian said, looking up at the ceiling. "The ship is only about 50 feet up from here. Up there."
"Church had a point, if you think about it. The divorces must have been messy." Amy pointed out, grinning at Ivy. But Ivy had stopped, freezing in front of the statue that she was closest to. "What's wrong?" Amy asked, glancing at her.
"This place... it was for just the Aplans' dead?" Ivy asked, looking back at the Doctor, hoping she was wrong.
"Yes. They were the only ones who buried their dead here." He said simply, looking at her quizzically.
"Doctor... they had two heads."
He froze and, with a sinking feeling in her stomach, Ivy knew she was right. "Oh." He whispered, his eyes widening before he swung his light around to look fearfully at the statues.
"Oh." River repeated and Ivy knew she got it.
"Exactly." The Doctor mumbled, looking at her.
"How could we not notice that?" River hissed, clearly growing angry with herself.
"Low-level perception filter or maybe we're just thick." The Doctor grumbled, clearly just as angry with himself as River was. Ivy backed away from the statue she was closest to, chewing on her lip nervously.
"So... are they all...?" Ivy asked as the Doctor came to her side, his fingers wrapping around her wrist tightly, but he kept his eyes on the statues. She squirmed, uncomfortable with the contact, but she didn't have much time to dwell on it with what they had just discovered.
"What's wrong, sir?" Father Octavian asked nervously.
"Nobody move, nobody move." The Doctor ordered, swinging around to look at the rest of the group. They froze, becoming more alert and on edge. "Everyone stay exactly where they are. Bishop, I am truly sorry. I've made a mistake and we are all in terrible danger."
"What danger?"
"The Aplans." The Doctor sighed, his lips pursing as he looked at the closest statue.
"What about the Aplans?" Father Octavian asked tightly.
"They've got two heads." River said, but Father Octavian wasn't getting it.
"Yes, I get that. So?"
"The statues don't." Ivy said and she could see the realization slowly dawning on the Bishop. He looked out at the statues with a renewed fear, his hands tightening on his gun.
"Everyone, over there." The Doctor ordered, pointing toward a corner. "Just move, don't ask questions, and don't speak." The whole group herded toward the corner he had pointed them in, crowding around each other before looking toward the Doctor and waiting for whatever it was he was planning. He kept his free hand around her wrist, the other swinging his flashlight around cautiously. "Okay. I want you all to switch off your torches."
"Sir?" Father Octavian said, clearly nervous about this. Ivy couldn't blame him. If they were right, if all these statues were actually Angels, then that would be a horrible idea.
"Just do it." The Doctor ordered and the others began to flick them off slowly, including Ivy, until only the Doctor's was left. "Okay. I'm gonna turn off this one too, just for a moment." He said, staring at the statues with alert, cautious eyes.
"Are you sure about this?" Ivy asked, her voice shaking despite herself. He looked back at her, flashing an easy smile and squeezing her wrist.
"No." He said simply, before looking back out at the statues. Ivy felt her heart pick up, wanting to protest, but before she could even get a word out the Doctor had already flicked the light off and back on. It was dark for only a millisecond, not even long enough for Ivy to twitch, but the statues had all turned toward them, staring at the group with their blank faces. Ivy jerked back as the Doctor took off, dropping her wrist to head further in and study the different statues.
The group followed after him, those in back turning to keep an eye on the Angels behind them. Ivy looked ahead toward the statue that the Doctor was staring at now, one kneeling on the ground with an arm outstretched toward them.
"They're Angels. All of them!" The Doctor warned, his beam shaking on the kneeling Angel.
"They can't be." River protested.
"Clerics, keep watching them." The Doctor ordered before heading further in. Amy, River and Ivy followed after him, stopping jerkily here and there to watch a stray Angel they found. "Every statue in this maze, every single one is a Weeping Angel. And they're coming after us."
"There was only one Angel on the ship." River said, scanning the group of statues with alert eyes. "Just the one, I swear."
"Could they have been here already?" Amy asked, looking over toward the Doctor. "The Aplans, what happened? How did they die out?"
"Nobody knows." The Doctor said tensely.
"We know." Ivy mumbled, gripping her flashlight tightly.
"They don't look like Angels." Father Octavian said and Ivy knew he was holding onto the last bit of hope that they were wrong.
"And they're not fast. You said they were fast." Amy pointed out. "They should have had us by now."
"Look at them." The Doctor mumbled, cautiously stepping closer to one of them. "They're dying. Losing their form. They must have been down here for centuries without food."
"Losing their image?" Ivy asked, not liking how close he was getting.
"And their image is their power." He mumbled, before popping up. "Power... power!" He clapped his hands together, the sound echoing through the caves before he turned on his heel and he began to pace.
"Doctor?"
"Don't you see? All that radiation spilling out, the drive burn. It wasn't an accident. It was a rescue mission for the Angels. We're in the middle of an army and it's waking up."
Ivy hated the sound of that. She chewed her lip nervously, eyeing the different forms facing them. She should have waited in the TARDIS. Why didn't she listen to the Doctor? Well, she knew the answer to that one. He had to just be so insufferable and cocky and it made her want to go against everything he said.
"We need to get out of here fast." River said, her voice tight and urgent.
"Bob, Angelo, Christian, come in, please." Father Octavian called into his wakie talkie. He paused, waiting for any reply but was met by nothing but eerie silence. "Any of you, come in!"
"It's Bob, sir." A meek voice finally answered. "Sorry, sir."
"Bob, are Angelo and Christian with you?" Father Octavian asked urgently. "All the statues are active. I repeat, all the statues are active!"
"I know, sir." Bob said immediately. "Angelo and Christian are dead, sir. The statues killed them, sir."
Ivy felt a chill run up her spine. There was something wrong with Bob's voice, something that made her uneasy. This young man had shot off several bullets at a statue because he thought it had moved, but was calm and cool when talking about his dead comrades? The Doctor tore the walkie away from Father Octavian, quickly bringing it to his face. "Bob, Sacred Bob, it's me. The Doctor."
"I'm talking to-" Father Octavian started, but the Doctor waved him off.
"Where are you now?"
"I'm talking to my-"
"Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah. Shut up." The Doctor ordered, holding up a finger to Father Octavian.
"I'm on my way up to you, sir." Bob said coolly. "I'm homing in on your signal."
"Ah, well done, Bob." The Doctor said, grinning. "Scared keeps you fast. Told you, didn't I? You're friends, Bob, what did the Angel do to them?"
"Snapped their necks, sir."
"See, that's odd. That's not how the Angels kill you." The Doctor muttered, pacing around again. "They displace you in time. Unless they needed the bodies for something."
"Bob, did you check their data packs for vital signs?" Father Octavian asked, stealing the walkie back from the Doctor. "We may be able to initiate a rescue plan."
The Doctor groaned, ripping the walkie back away from the Bishop. "Oh, don't be an idiot!" The Doctor snapped, glaring at Father Octavian. "The Angels don't leave you alive! Bob," He said into the walkie. "Keep running, but tell me, how did you escape?"
"I didn't escape, sir. The Angel killed me, too."
The Doctor grew tense, glancing at Father Octavian in shock. Ivy bit her lip, looking over at River and hoping she had misunderstood. But from the grave, sad look on the woman's face, she knew she hadn't.
"What do you mean, the Angel killed you, too?" The Doctor asked, sounding nervous.
"Snapped my neck, sir." Bob said easily. "Wasn't as painless as I expected. But it was pretty quick, so that was something."
"If you're dead, how can I be talking to you?"
"You're not talking to me, sir. The Angel has no voice." Bob replied and Ivy felt her heart sink, realizing what was going on. "It stripped my cerebral cortex from my body and re-animated a version of my consciousness to communicate with you. Sorry about the confusion."
"So when you say you're on your way up to us..."
"It's the Angel that's coming, sir, yes."
The Doctor turned, pacing again and looking agitated. "No way out." He groaned, rubbing his face tiredly. That wasn't a good sign.
"Then we get out through the wreckage. Go!" Father Octavian ordered, waving them toward the ship. "Go, go, go!"
"Doctor!" Amy said, walking toward the alien nervously.
"Yeah, yeah, yeah. I'm coming. Just go. Go, go, go!"
Amy nodded, following her orders and quickly running ahead with some of the other clerics. Ivy hesitated as well, but the Doctor urged her forward. "You too, go. Doctor Song, you keep her safe."
River nodded dutifully, reaching out to grab Ivy's arm and pulling her forward. They ran through the catacombs quickly, trailing just behind the clerics as they jogged ahead. Father Octavian caught up with them rather quickly, but the Doctor wasn't with him. She was about to ask where the idiot went, but they came into a large area and Ivy heard the groan of metal. She looked up to find the wreckage of the ship looming just above them.
"Well." Father Octavian muttered, looking up at it. "There it is- the Byzantium."
"It's got to be like, 30 feet up. How do we get up there?" Ivy sighed, staring at the wreckage uneasily. Not to mention, was it even safe?
"Check all these exits. I want them all secure."
A couple of clerics took off, heading into the different tunnels to search and secure them. Ivy waited a couple of seconds, glancing around at them to, hopefully, see the Doctor return. "Where is he?" She muttered, looking over at River. But the woman was distracted by the ship and the fact that their flashlights began to flicker in and out. She looked around for Amy to ask the same as one of the clerics returned, but didn't find the redhead either. "Where is Amy and the Doctor?"
Just as the words left her mouth, the Doctor strutted in, Amy just behind him. "God, what the hell were you doing?" Ivy snapped. The Doctor turned and to her surprise, he grinned at her cheekily.
"Worried about me?" He teased, even though it was far from the time or place. Ivy felt her cheeks heat up and she glared at him, about to protest, but he walked past her and looked up at the ship above them. "Yeah, it's the Angels. They're coming. And they're draining the power for themselves."
"Which means we won't be able to see them." Father Octavian sighed, shaking his head.
"Which means we can't stay here." The Doctor muttered, his eyes calculating as he scanned the entire area.
"Two more incoming!"
"Any suggestions?" River asked, her voice growing tense.
"The statues are advancing on all sides." Father Octavian said, looking back up at the ship. "And we don't have the climbing equipment to reach the Byzantium."
"There's no way up, no way back, no way out." River muttered, before giving the Doctor a look. "No pressure, but this is usually when you have a really good idea."
The Doctor, who had been silent during this whole exchange, looked around, his eyes calculating everything around them. "There's always a way out." He said softly. "There's always a way out."
The lights flicked off just then, engulfing them in pitch black. Ivy gasped, her heart jumping in her chest, before the lights flicked back on. The few statues around them had gotten just a bit closer and Ivy was glad that they weren't on top of their game still.
"There's always a way out." The Doctor repeated, scanning the area around them again.
"Doctor? Can I speak to the Doctor, please?"
The Doctor took out the walkie from his jacket, pressing the button and bringing it to his face. "Hello, Angels. What's your problem?"
"And the Angels will be with you shortly. Sorry, sir." Angel Bob said, sounding anything but.
"Why are you telling me this?"
"There's something the Angel's are very keen you should know before the end."
"Which is?" The Doctor asked cautiously.
"I died in fear." Angel Bob said and the Doctor froze, his pale fingers tightening on the walkie.
"I'm sorry?"
"You and Ivy told me my fear would keep me alive, but I died afraid, in pain and alone." Angel Bob said, his monotone voice hitting Ivy right in the stomach. She felt an overwhelming amount of guilt and anger at that. The Doctor glanced back at her, meeting her eyes for a brief moment before looking away. "You made me trust you and when it mattered, you let me down."
"What are they doing?" Amy questioned.
"They're trying to make him angry." River whispered, a hard edge to her voice.
"I'm sorry, sir. The Angels were very keen for you to know that."
"Well, then, the Angels have made their second mistake, because I'm not gonna let that pass." The Doctor growled, gripping the walkie tightly and staring out at the weaker angels surrounding them icily. "I'm sorry you're dead, Bob, but I swear to whatever is left of you, they will be sorrier."
"But you're trapped, sir, and about to die."
"Yeah," The Doctor muttered, looking around frantically again and pacing around. "I'm trapped and you know what? Speaking of traps, this trap has got a great, big mistake in it. A great, big, whopping mistake!"
"What mistake, sir?"
But the Doctor didn't answer. Instead, he turned toward Amy, looking at her seriously. "Trust me?"
"Yeah." Amy answered with no hesitation and a confident smile.
"Trust me?" He asked, his eyes flicking to River.
"Always."
"You lot, trust me?" The Doctor asked, looking over at the clerics.
"We have faith, sir." Father Octavian said, nodding. The Doctor paused, finally turning to look at Ivy. He looked almost nervous as he walked forward, stepping close to her.
"You trust me?" He asked, his voice low and barely above a whisper.
Ivy stared at him, this crazy, rude, obnoxious... good man. Did she trust him? She had been through so much with him in such a short amount of time and he hadn't let her down yet. She had seen him save people, fight robots and cry as a lonely child. But she didn't know him. "I..." She muttered, biting her lip nervously. "Y-yeah."
He heard the hesitation, how unsure she was and she could see that it hurt him deeply. He pulled away from her, clearly wounded by this but shook it off and turned toward Father Octavian. "Then give me your gun." Father Octavian didn't even question this order, just pulled the cold metal out and handed it over to the Doctor. He brought it to his face, looking it over and scaring the shit out of Ivy. Him with a gun? That was slightly terrifying. "I'm about to do something incredibly stupid and dangerous. When I do, jump!" The Doctor said, jumping up and down to demonstrate.
"Jump where?" Father Octavian asked, eyeing him as moved up and down.
"Oh, just jump, high as you can. Come on, leap of faith, Bishop." He smiled, before looking back up at the ship. "On my signal."
"What signal?" Ivy asked nervously.
"You won't miss it." He said, swinging the gun up and pointing it toward the crashed ship.
"Sorry, can I ask?" Angel Bob piped up. "You mentioned a mistake we've made?"
"Oh, big, big mistake. Really huge." The Doctor snapped, still aiming up. "Didn't anyone ever mention? There's one thing you never put in a trap? If you're smart, if you value your continued existence, if you have any plans about seeing tomorrow, there is one thing you never, ever put in a trap."
"And what would that be, sir?"
"Me."
With that, the Doctor let off a shot, the bang echoing through the area. Ivy jumped and the whole world flipped.
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