SO sorry for not updating in ages! I've had writers' block for a while and have been so busy with schoolwork! Feel free to throw a bow tie at my face! And sorry this chapter's a bit short, but at least it's an update ;) (sorry for any spelling errors)


Both bolted out of the door, hands glued together, and down a long corridor. Behind them they heard the footsteps of the people getting closer and closer. Of course they probably couldn't outrun them. But they had to try.

Heart pounding, Amy took a quick glance behind her. The people were closing in. There wasn't much of a space between them any more, and they were soon going to catch up.

"Theta! They're coming!" Amy cried, then had the breath stolen from her lungs as she was knocked down on the floor, all her nerve endings on fire as she used her last breath to scream, then the world went black.

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"D-Doctor?" was the first word that escaped Amy's mouth. She was worried. Her entire body ached. She was in a strange, darkened room, all alone, no sign of the Doctor. The first thought that came into her mind was aliens. It had to be. Maybe the Doctor had been kidnapped, or Doctornapped, and they were going to use him as part of some evil plan. But she wouldn't let them. Nobody would ever get their hands on her Doctor. She was Amy Pond, and she'd save him.

If only things were that easy.

When she tried to stand up she realised that she was restrained. Restrained by cuffs on her arms and legs chaining her to the ground. Just as Amy was about to try and get up again, she felt a distinct tug at her mind, like the one she'd felt when they were sitting together. This time it was stronger.

*Amy...*

The voice in her mind sounded raspy and weak, but she automatically knew it was the Doctor. What had happened to him? Why did he sound like that? What had they done to him?

*Amy. I-I...*

Amy was no expert in talking telepathically, and she had no idea what to do, so she just guessed it was like talking to yourself in your head.

What is it, Theta? Are you OK? Where are you?

*Thank God, Pond. You're alive. You're probably wondering how I can talk to you. Simple thing, really. This entire place is surrounded in psychic energy. And somehow it's managed to strengthen the bond. Just as well, I need your help.*

That wasn't good at all. The Doctor hardly ever was the one who needed to be saved. It was usually him saving her, but this time it looked to be the other way round. But Amy knew that she'd do anything to save her Doctor.

Why? What's happened to you?

*My gorgeous Pond, they've got me. And what they're planning to do is extremely very not good.*

What are they planning to do, Theta?

*Basically, they're planning to use me as a battery. My regeneration energy is extremely powerful, it contains almost infinite amounts of energy, and these people want to sell it as power. Killing me in the process.*

Amy gasped. She couldn't let this happen. She couldn't let him die. Doctor, how can I save you?

*I can try and guide you somehow, but you'll need to get past lots of people. Think you can do that? Course you can, you're my Amy.*

Amy smiled to herself. Theta my love, I'm kind of chained to the floor.

*Oh, bit of a problem. I kind of have to go now, or they might catch me. Love you.*

Love you too!

Thanks for the help there, Amy thought as she tugged once again on her restraints. They dug into the soft flesh of her wrists, leaving stinging red marks. Amy winced in pain, then realised that this was never going to work. She'd have to find something around the room that might help her to get these off.

Just then, swirls of an orangey-gold light drifted out from her wrists, enveloping the metal chains and melting them. Whilst Amy looked on in shock, the chains turned into pools of melted metal on the floor. She looked behind her. The same had happened to her legs.

It brought back a faint memory right in the very back of her mind. When the Doctor had landed in her garden when she was a little girl, she remembered this weird type of light coming from his mouth. He'd breathed it out. It also came from his hands. He'd said he was 'still cooking'. What did that mean? Was it the same stuff? Amy began to get a little worried, maybe something was wrong with her. But what could be wrong with her?

As Amy stood up she began to feel a little sick, probably just the humid atmosphere. She had to find the Doctor. So she walked towards the big metal door in front of her, but realised it was locked. Sighing in exasperation, Amy realised that there was a lock on the door. Not very advanced for a spaceship, she thought. She'd thought that there might be some advanced DNA checker, or scanner or something. But no, there was a good old fashioned lock.

Which meant she might be able to pick it.

Pick a lock on a spaceship? Where the aliens were probably very advanced?

Well they weren't proving to be very advanced by putting a simple lock on a prison door.

Amy placed the tip of her forefinger on the lock, tracing the metal outline. Just like before, the same golden light swirled at her fingertip, and she heard a click as the door unlocked. What was this? Amy was really getting freaked out now. Coming from the girl who wasn't slightly afraid when a blue box crashed in her garden and a strange man fell out of it, it certainly meant something. The only other thing she was scared of was the crack in her wall.

"What is it?" Amy mumbled to herself as she examined her finger before cautiously peering around the side of the door, checking if the coast was clear. Luckily it was, so Amy opened the door, which creaked a little as she pulled it back. She cringed, not wanting anyone to hear.

In her head she felt that familiar tugging sensation, then realised that her legs were moving of their own accord. It must be leading her to the Doctor. Which was a good sign.

She let the tug lead, and she found herself walking swiftly down the long, empty corridor, and then stopping at a door to her left. Frowning slightly, Amy pulled down the handle of the door and stepped inside. This was turning out not to be a very advanced spaceship.

In front of her stood a very steep flight of stairs. The walls were very close together, leaving her not much room to move. As Amy stepped up onto the first step, her shoulder brushed the wall causing a coating of dust to dirty her clothes. She groaned, before flicking the dirt off. Particles of dust diffused into the air behind her as she continued to walk up the eerie steps. As the door behind her closed, all she could hear were her own footsteps and the low, metallic humming of what she presumed were the ship's engines. There was little light, she could only just make her way by the red hue of the blipping lights on the ceiling. But her mind was telling her to go this way, and she had to trust it. After all, she wanted to find the Doctor and save him. It was her top priority.

After walking for a bit more, Amy came to a corner and turned. Only a few metres in front of her up another small flight of steps was some sort of corridor. Probably a maintenance corridor. There were little slits for windows near the top of the wall in front of her. Amy ascended these steps and arrived at the corridor. It branched off to her left and right. Standing on tip toes she peered through the small crack of a window, then realised that she was near the top of a wall in quite a large room.

Below her was a large room in a circular shape, at the bottom machines were lining the walls, and in the centre stood a massive chair, wires bursting out of it. The wires seemed to lead to the machines. In one corner stood a massive tube, which glowed with the orangey-gold energy. Amy gasped when she recognised the figure on the chair. It was the Doctor.

Now she only had the trouble of finding her way down.

The Doctor didn't seem to notice her. He looked in a bad way; his clothes were ripped and blood-stained. She almost couldn't bear to see him like this. He had wires attached to him. It was like they didn't even care that he was alive and used him like an animal in an experiment. Carelessly and without mercy.

Stepping down to normal height, Amy closed her eyes in concentration. With her mind she reached out to her Doctor. When she felt him respond, she grinned to herself.

Theta... I'm up here. How do I get down?

She stepped back up and looked out of the window slit, waving a bit in hope to attract his attention. From below she saw him weakly lift his head and try to find her.

Right a bit... your right, Amy instructed him.

Obediently he turned, then spotted her, his eyes lighting up. Amy grinned and waved down at him. She saw him give a weak smile.

Now she had to go through the trouble of getting down to him.


Hmm... I wonder why Amy's got that regeneration energy? You'll find out soon... hopefully. Just going to mention after this adventure we'll get to see how River and Rory fit in a bit... so don't forget to review/favourite/follow, it encourages me to update quicker! (I try my best to)