Hello! I'd like to thank hillevi for reviewing on all my chapters! I also agree, more people should read crossovers. Okay, so I'm pretty sure there are going to be 10 chapters with an epilogue as the tenth. However, I actually have ideas for a third story lol so that might happen

Chapter Seven:

~of plans and donuts~

Tom took a deep breath and sat down, opening a box of donuts he had in his arms and putting one in his mouth.

"I-Is this a new thing? Eating when you're stressed?" Asked Sybil. Tom swallowed the donut.

"Not particularly. I'm just a bit… confused." He looked pleadingly at the Doctor. "Please explain."

"Oh yes, let me just explain why your dead wife is back from the dead while your sister-in-law is being inwardly devoured by a stone angel. This family is a mess." Said the Doctor, shaking his head slightly.

"We know." Mary muttered quietly. Sybil walked over to Tom and sat next to him, putting her hands on his.

"I still had a pulse when everyone left the room so the Doctor came and took me to an outer space hospital. Long story short, I'm the same me I was five years ago, just five years later, if that makes any sense." Said Sybil. Tom nodded slowly, reaching out his hand and caressing her face.

"So you only saw me last about an hour ago?" said Tom. Sybil nodded, giggling.

"It's a bit confusing."

"So you're here to stay?" Asked Matthew. Sybil noded.

"Oh that's wonderful!" Exclaimed Edith, rushing over to hug her sister. Sybil gave her an awkward hug, as she was still sat on the stairs with Tom.

"It's quite irritating when part of your team is impaired." Said the Doctor, setting up the whiteboard he talked about earlier.

"Impaired?" Asked Clara, gazing at the happy reunion.

"Well Sybil technically just had a baby, died, then was brought back to life by human-like cats and Mary can't see. Thankfully we've got three others." He said, stepping back to admire his handiwork.

"And me." She snorted, nudging him. "That makes four un-impaired companions" The Doctor nodded in agreement.

"Okay team!" He called, "take a seat, take a seat, we're making a plan." Matthew brought Mary over to a bench Clara had taken out a few days before after complaining about the lack of seating, Tom and Sybil stayed where they were and Edith sat down on the other side of the bench Mary and Matthew were sitting on. Clara leant against the control panel where she had a clear view of the board the Doctor was fussing over. "Now. Plans aren't my thing whatsoever but it would be quite a shame if we accidentally kill a few of you so I thought we'd take some precautions."

"How soft-hearted of you." Whispered Clara.

"There's a lake," Said Matthew, after a few seconds of silence. "By grandmama's house that we could lure the angels to." The Doctor raised his eyebrows.

"Wonderful!" He wrote down "lake by angels" and looked around the room again. "Though your plan is good, I think it would be extra safe if we were to catch them in the swimming pool in the Tardis. We'd land on the house, and catch them!"

"How specific." Said Edith.

"Is this because we don't use the swimming pool as often as you like?" Asked Clara. "Because you just overcomplicated things by like 100%." The Doctor rolled his eyes,

"I mean, a bit, but it's clearly a great plan."

"I can be bait." Said Mary, who was managing to eat a donut Tom handed her with as much grace as anyone with their eyes open. Matthew started to object but the doctor talked over him.

"I'm not sure that will be entirely necessary. But if it is, maybe." She nodded and took Matthew's hand. "Tom, I have to ask, where did you get those donuts?"

"Actually, Edith and I went out on a drive and someone gave us a box for free. That's where we were when Matthew came looking for us." He said. The Doctor squinted. "Do you, um, not believe me?" He asked, a bit more awkwardly this time.

"Oh no, I do I was just wondering why I hadn't been offered one yet." Replied the Doctor. Edith rolled her eyes.

"Would you," He cleared his throat, "Like a donut?" The Doctor nodded solemnly and went to pluck one out of the box, going back over to his white board and scribbling a few words down, in an attempt to make it look like they had a solid plan that wouldn't kill anyone.

"Alrighty team, ready?" He asked stepping back and presenting three scribbles.

"Do you have to call us team?" Asked Mary.

"I don't have many options. It's either team or naming each of you individually." He said. Mary shrugged and mentally prepared herself for what was ahead. She was aware that she wasn't able to open her eyes yet somehow she felt as though she needed to play a part.

"Are you alright?" Asked Matthew, noticing her stillness. She hummed a yes. "I can tell you're not." He nudged her gently, "want to share?" She sighed.

"I just- feel as though I need to contribute. I know I'm not much help, and neither is Sybil but I just need to help." She said, struggling every so often while thinking of ways to describe how she felt.

"You don't always need to be the hero." He said gently, "There are some times when you need to put your own health and safety above helping people, hard as it is. Though I know from experience you're pretty good at putting yourself first." He laughed.

"Yes, but these are people I truly love. Like remember when you were sick, I stood by you all the time, even though we were both engaged to separate people. I loved you and therefore wanted to help you. This is the same situation."

"Well you weren't going to die if you opened your eyes last time." He smiled. She smiled back,

"I suppose. I'm still going to find a way to help though." Matthew laughed,

"Glad to know my speech had an impact."

"Stop dawdling!" exclaimed the Doctor, pushing buttons on the control panel. "We've got some angels to kill."