"Saint John's calling." Cleaves called into the computer as the Ganger Doctor and Ganger Terry worked beside her and Amy watched anxiously. "Emergency Alpha. Saint John's calling the mainland. Are you receiving me, Captain? Come in."

There was no response, and Cleaves muttered: "We'll never get a signal through this storm."

"Try again." Ganger Terry urged as she fiddled with the controls, and the screen lost focus for a moment before coming back online.

"Saint John's calling the mainland." Cleaves called again. "Come in, this is urgent."

"We're just about reading you, Saint John's." A voice replied, and the crew's heads all lifted up in hope. "How are you doing? We've had all kinds of trouble here."

"Request immediate evacuation." Cleaves answered firmly. "We're under attack. The storm's affected our Gangers. They're running amok."

"Your Gangers?" The voice repeated in alarm, and Cleaves stated clearly: "Yes, our Gangers are attacking us."

The Ganger Doctor was listening intently, nodding along, while the two Terrys exchanged looks. The Doctor saw the looks, and he glanced at Terry as Cleaves went on: "We need you to take us off the island immediately and wipe them out."

The Ganger Doctor immediately froze, his eyes flicking to the Doctor, who's jaw tightened just slightly. He slowly lifted his head while the Ganger Doctor slowly straightened up as the voice replied: "Copy that, Saint John's. Shuttle's dispatched. Hang on."

Ganger Terry touched the Ganger Doctor's arm, and he glanced at her as she said telepathically: "All is not lost. Trust us."

She nodded at herself and Terry, and the Doctor nodded once slowly before he turned away as Cleaves called: "You'll need to airlift us off the roof of the evac tower. And Captain, any further transmission sent by me must come with the following codeword. I'm typing it, in case they're listening in."

She typed at the computer while Terry shot her a disgusted look, and the Captain replied firmly: "Got it. We'll swing in, get you out and decommission the Flesh."

The call ended, and the crew immediately moved to sit down and talk through their options. Cleaves glanced at the Ganger Doctor, and then the Doctor as he slowly walked out from behind the console with Terry. She at least had the decency to look ashamed as she turned her head away from who she believed to be the Ganger Doctor and Ganger Terry.

The two kept up appearances as they slowly moved to the far side of the room, Terry holding the Doctor's arm tightly as he stood with his hands curled in loose fists. Ganger Terry got up and joined them, taking the pair's hands in pretend comfort while the Ganger Doctor sat at the computer and typed quickly away.

Amy sat beside her beloved 'Doctor', watching him work, while the crew say behind her and discussed.

"We've got to get out of here." Buzzer said determinedly. "We are, we're going to get out."

"We're not leaving without them." Amy snapped as she turned to glare at Buzzer, who replied coolly: "I want them found too, but it's about casualties, innit? Can't be helped."

Amy frowned, turning away from Buzzer in disgust, and she glanced at the Ganger Doctor.

"What are you doing?" She asked, and the Ganger Doctor replied absently: "Making a phone call."

"Who to?" Amy asked in confusion, and the Ganger Doctor answered lightly: "No one yet. It's on delay."

"Right. Not getting it." Amy countered, before demanding incredulously: "Why exactly are you making a phone call?"

"Because, Amy," the Ganger Doctor answered as he turned to Amy with a smile, "I am and always will be the optimist."

The Doctor watched, keeping his face carefully pensive, as the Ganger Doctor spun on his chair as he continued cheerfully: "The hoper of far-flung hopes and the dreamer of improbable dreams."

He leaned in to Amy before spinning her chair as well and making her gasp before she smiled widely and fondly as the Ganger Doctor turned back to the computer, saying: "The wheels are in motion. Done."

He continued to work while Amy rolled her chair over beside him, facing the room as she leant back contently.

But she paused as her eyes fell on who she thought to be the Ganger Doctor and Ganger Terry, currently getting comforted by who she thought was the real Terry.

Amy folded her arms and she muttered: "You know really there can be only one."

"Hmm?" The Ganger Doctor asked as he glanced at her, and Amy said quickly: "Oh, nothing. Carry on. Be amazing."

She nudged 'her Doctor' with a smile, and the Ganger Doctor shrugged before he set about typing away again.

"Oh, Amy." Terry sighed mentally, and the Doctor shushed through their shared telepathic link: "Hush."

"Sorry." Terry said sheepishly, before they all glanced up as Amy suddenly stood, staring at the far wall as she walked towards it, as though drawn to it.

The Ganger Doctor pretended not to notice, waiting, and all four Time Lords tensed as Amy suddenly gasped, flinching away from the plain wall.

"And action." Ganger Terry noted, as the Ganger Doctor spun in his seat and called worriedly: "Amy? What happened?"

"This would be simpler if you just told me what was going on." The Doctor told Terry, and she and her Ganger deadpanned: "Spoilers."

Amy meanwhile hurried back to the Ganger Doctor, who kept his face carefully in the act despite their internal conversations – as all the Time Lords were to keep up the perfect pretense – as Amy told him in a frightened voice: "It's her again."

"It's who again?" The Ganger Doctor asked intently, focusing on Amy now, and Amy explained shakily: "There's a woman I keep seeing. A woman with an eyepatch, and she has this habit of sliding walls open and staring at me."

The Ganger Doctor frowned at that, as did the Doctor.

"This proves it." The Doctor thought, while Amy asked the Ganger Doctor: "Doctor?"

"It's nothing." The Ganger Doctor said absently as he stared into space, focusing on the mental conversation as the Doctor said: "This is what we needed. Oh, Amelia Pond."

"Our dear Amelia." The Ganger Doctor agreed.

"Because this means…" The Doctor glanced furtively at the two Terry's, who nodded fractionally, when Amy pointed out as she stared at 'her Doctor's' face: "Doesn't seem like nothing."

"It's a time memory." The Ganger Doctor murmured aloud. "Like a mirage."

He patted Amy absently as he told her: "It's nothing to worry about."

He turned away from her, leaving her confused, and Terry commented: "And, act two. Action."

"It's in my head." The Doctor murmured softly, and Terry purposely kept her eyes on him, knowing Amy would glance over in guilt.

The Doctor scrunched up his face in pretend pain, before he staggered out the room.

"Hey, hold on." Jimmy protested, while Cleaves ordered: "Don't let him go."

"Doctor…" Terry said in a pretend sad voice, and Amy called quickly as she got up and dashed after the Doctor: "No, leave it to me."

"Brilliant acting." The Ganger Doctor noted, and Terry returned: "Thanks. Learnt it from the best."

"Well, I meant me, the other me, but for that compliment I'll definitely extend it to you as well my angel." The Ganger Doctor joked, and Ganger Terry scolded: "Stop flirting with her, you'll distract Theta outside."

"Not the only one I'd distract, is it?" The Ganger Doctor said randomly, and Terry glanced at him in confusion.

But he just smiled, and shook his head slightly as he turned away, while Ganger Terry glanced at him and then at her original counterpart.

"What did he mean?" Terry questioned her doppelganger, narrowing their conversation to only the two of them, and Ganger Terry just smiled a little sadly.

"Spoilers." She answered softly, and Terry frowned.

"You're technically me." Terry pointed out, and Ganger Terry returned: "But I saw into his mind when we were born. I saw things from his memories, things from your future and his past. Just as he saw things from our… memories."

"Oh…" Terry realized as she glanced at the Ganger Doctor and then back at Ganger Terry. "You two are the combination of our knowledge. You know far more than me and the Doctor individually."

"Because we are you and the Doctor." Ganger Terry agreed sadly. "So I can't tell you everything. But… hint."

Terry frowned at that, but Ganger Terry told her seriously: "Beware your foreknowledge- not everything is what it seems."

Terry's frown deepened and she asked incredulously: "What's that supposed to mean?"

But they were interrupted as the Doctor cried out to them telepathically: "What?"

The Ganger Doctor blinked, before he turned serious as he and the two Terrys exchanged looks of understanding. The real Doctor had just found out about his death, Amy having inadvertently revealed it while thinking he was talking to the Ganger Doctor. Wow, this was getting confusing.

But then they all tensed as all four of them suddenly felt a sharp pain.

Terry almost physically reeled, but her Ganger-self held her upright as they all recovered from Ganger Jennifer's anguish, her pained realization and the pain of the flesh bodies themselves. The raw agony had been so great, it was like the loss of a strong life and had shot through space itself to reach the four Time Lords.

Terry shook her head, trying to clear it as the Ganger Doctor murmured: "Why?"

They all looked up as Amy came bursting back into the room, gasping as she pointed at the door: "Keep him away from me."

The crew tensed, but the Doctor had already followed Amy inside, slamming the door behind him as he faced his other Time Lord companions, asking intently: "Did you sense it?"

"Briefly." The Ganger Doctor murmured, glancing at Ganger Terry before turning back to the Doctor and adding for appearance's sake: "Not as strong as you."

"Angel?" He asked, and she nodded as she murmured weakly: "It was stronger than I would've thought."

"It's because you've never been exposed to something like it before." The Ganger Doctor explained, while the Doctor turned to Amy and he said contritely: "Amy, I'm sorry."

"No, you keep away." She spat at him. "We can't trust you."

"And we're rolling." Ganger Terry noted, and the Doctor pretended to rub his hands anxiously while Terry pressed against him as the Doctor explained to the group: "It would appear we," he gestured at himself and Terry, "can connect to the Flesh."

"You are Flesh." Amy snapped, and Terry sighed internally: "Oh, Amy, how wrong you are."

"You're channeling River." Ganger Terry noted, and Terry agreed: "Yes, I am."

"I like it." Ganger Terry said smugly, and the Ganger Doctor complained: "Oi."

"Shush you." Ganger Terry replied fondly, while the Doctor ploughed on valiantly aloud: "I'm beginning to understand what it's been through, what it needs."

"What you want. You are it." Amy spat, glaring at him, and Terry wasn't fully acting when she scowled at her friend, disappointed by her quick prejudice though she understood given the scare she'd received.

But appearances had to continue, and Terry demanded in a tight voice: "Are you done?"

The Doctor went on over her, part acting and part real as he stated: "It's much more powerful than we thought. The Flesh can grow, correct?"

He pointed at Cleaves for an answer, and the woman answered flatly: "Its cells can divide."

The Doctor glanced around the room, before he walked up to Cleaves and told her in a low voice: "Well, now it wants to do that at will. It wants revenge."

"It's in pain," Terry explained, "it's angry."

"It wants revenge." The Doctor finished grimly.

"I was right." Amy muttered suddenly as she stared at the Doctor. "You're not the Doctor. You can't ever be. You're just a copy."

The Ganger Doctor glanced up at her and then looked at Terry.

"We really aren't different. She can't tell us apart at all." He mused, and she pointed out: "That was the point."

"Had to be sure." The Ganger Doctor countered, and Terry scoffed: "You were sure a while ago. Now pay attention, we need to save them from here on."

Cleaves meanwhile was staring at the Doctor, and she said slowly to what she thought was a Ganger: "Doctor, it might be best if you stayed over there for now, hmm?"

She glanced at the far corner of the room as she finished: "Take your 'angel' with you?"

She glanced at who she thought was Ganger Terry, while the Ganger Doctor chimed in as he said with pretend annoyance: "Hold on a minute, hold your horses. I thought I'd explained this. I'm him, he's me."

"And she's me, and I'm her." Ganger Terry agreed as she pointed at Terry.

But Cleaves replied coolly: "Doctor, Terry, we have no issue with you, but when it comes to your Ganger-"

The Doctor stared at Cleaves with pretend hurt while Terry turned her head into his arm, hiding her face to hide the fact that she just wasn't as good an actor as he was.

"Don't be so absurd." The Ganger Doctor said darkly, and Ganger Terry projected to him: "Very good, Theta."

"Thank you, my angel." He returned, while Terry complained: "Please focus. I'm a bad enough actress without the distraction."

"That's not true, angel-" The Doctor began, and Ganger Terry interjected: "What did she just say about distractions?"

"Buzzer." Cleaves said coldly, drawing them back to the present as Buzzer said firmly: "Sure, boss."

The Doctor straightened his jacket as Buzzer dragged out a barrel to the corner of the room. The Doctor then took Terry's hand loosely in his, leading her with him towards the barrel as Buzzer said sternly: "Take a seat, mate."

"Nice barrel," the Doctor commented as he settled on it, "very comfy."

He then opened up his arms to Terry and she stared at him, a small blush appearing on her face as she hesitated. He just wiggled his fingers, nodding at her as he shrugged: "Why not?"

"Because-" She began, when Ganger Terry interjected: "Go on. Just do it, they're on enough edge as it is."

"I thought we were trying to drive them to an edge." Terry remarked dryly though she got on the Doctor's lap without further complaint, trying to ignore the way her hearts suddenly seemed to pick up a little.

Amy was scowling distrustfully at them, making Terry want to roll her eyes, but she kept it in as the Doctor looked around at the humans eyeing him and Terry suspiciously, challenging them: "Is this really what you want?"

"Good way to bait them." Terry said sarcastically, and the Doctor answered: "Well, it's working isn't it?"

The Doctor glanced at his Ganger, who nodded minutely, before he turned sharply as Ganger Terry murmured suddenly in a quiet voice: "Four little ducks went out one day. Over the hills and far away."

The humans didn't hear her, for she was singing it too softly for them to hear, but the Time Lords picked up on it and the Doctor and Terry frowned a little.

"What is that?" The Doctor asked, and Terry added thoughtfully: "You sang that earlier too."

"It's a nursery rhyme." Ganger Terry answered as though it were obvious, and the Ganger Doctor added: "Calms the nerves to sing sometimes."

The Doctor pursed his lips thoughtfully, while Terry frowned, unconvinced. But her Ganger caught her eye and gave her the slightest shake of her head, so Terry let the topic drop for now as they all focused back on the humans who were murmuring amongst themselves uneasily.

As they all turned their attention away, Ganger Terry finished sadly, so softly not even the Time Lords heard her: "Mother duck said: 'quack, quack, quack, quack'. But only three little ducks came back."

The computer suddenly beeped, breaking the long, tense silence that had fallen in the room, and a voice called: "This is the shuttle. We're right above you, but we can't get low enough."

Cleaves sighed, shaking her head while she rubbed her temples, and the Ganger Doctor glanced at her. He furtively reached for his sonic as the pilot continued grimly: "Gamma static could fry our nav-controls. Sit tight. We'll get to you. Just-"

The signal faded, while the Ganger Doctor took the opportunity to scan Cleaves. He quickly checked the readings as Jimmy called: "Hello? Can you hear me?"

Amy meanwhile sighed in frustration from where she'd been fiddling at the computer, muttering anxiously: "I can't find Rory."

She turned to the Ganger Doctor and Ganger Terry as she said firmly: "I'm going out there."

"We could use the sonic to track him." The Ganger Doctor answered. "Humans and Gangers give off slightly different signals. The sonic needs to tell the difference."

"Oh," Amy said as she folded her arms across her chest, "so the sonic knows Gangers are different. The other Doctor and Terry are different."

"He is the Doctor." The Ganger Doctor stated firmly, and Terry had to take a moment to appreciate the amusing irony of the situation as Amy snapped firmly: "Not to me. I can tell."

She glared down at the Ganger Doctor, challenging: "Or are you trying to say that she," she gestured at Terry, "is your angel."

"She is my angel." The Ganger Doctor replied, and Amy shouted in exasperation: "Well, not to me! You always defended Terry, so why are you doing this now?"

She stared down at the Ganger Doctor, her gaze filled with anger and hurt. Hurt that 'her Doctor' was trying to convince her that 'the fakes' were real. Terry sighed a little, and the Doctor squeezed her, when Ganger Terry piped up as she looked at Amy: "Are you sure you're not prejudiced?"

"Nice try, but I know, okay?" Amy scoffed. "We've been through too much. You're my Doctor," she looked at the Ganger Doctor, "and you're our angel." She looked at Ganger Terry. "End of."

There was another moment's silence as Amy stared the two Gangers down, firm in her belief. Terry almost felt sorry for her, because she looked frankly ridiculous to her and the Doctor, who knew the truth that the redhead didn't.

The moment was broken as the computer beeped, and Terry glanced over to see a monitor light up with the view from a security camera. She tensed, and the Doctor felt it.

He glanced at her questioningly as Buzzer noticed the screen and called: "Hey, there's a camera up. We've got a visual."

Amy immediately spun to check the screen, noting the figures appearing in the corridor it showed, and she murmured: "That's Rory and Jennifer."

The crew all gathered around the screen, and the four Time Lords used the moment to quickly exchange looks as Cleaves said incredulously: "They're heading for the thermostatic room."

Amy turned quickly to look at who she believed were the Doctor and Terry, saying: "Let's go get them."

The Ganger Doctor had been sitting, tossing his sonic up and down in his hand, but at her words he paused. He then threw the screwdriver at the Doctor, who caught it and pocketed it as Amy gasped: "Hang on."

"We can't let them go!" Cleaves said in an outrage. "Are you crazy?"

"Am I 'crazy', Doctor?" The Ganger Doctor asked as he kept his eyes on Amy.

He glanced over at the Doctor, who paused, when Terry took over as she pointed out flatly: "Well, you did want to plumb your brain into the core of an entire planet-"

"- Just to halt its orbit and win a bet." Ganger Terry finished, and the Ganger Doctor chuckled aloud while he mused telepathically: "Well, yes, but it was a bet for your honour."

"No, it wasn't." Terry deadpanned, and the Doctor complained: "Why are you always arguing with me?"

"Because you can be and often are, contrary to what Amy wants to believe, wrong." Ganger Terry returned, and the Ganger Doctor whined: "But he really was looking at you inappropriately."

"You lot, we really should focus about now." Terry pointed out as Amy glared sternly at the Ganger Doctor, none of the humans having noticed the light-hearted banter the Time Lords had exchanged.

Amy was saying angrily: "They can't go rescue them. I'm going."

"Do you know," the Ganger Doctor said flatly, "I want them to go."

He stood up so that he was eye-to-eye with Amy, staring her down as he stated sternly: "And I'm rather adamant."

Terry and the Doctor stood up at that, watching as Amy's eyes tightened, feeling betrayed by 'her Doctor'. But none of the humans dared to contradict the Ganger Doctor anymore, sensing he'd reached the end of his patience.

Amy could only stare with hurt eyes as Ganger Terry said calmly: "Doctor, Terry, if you wouldn't mind."

"He'll need company." Buzzer interjected, glancing at Cleaves. "Right, boss? It's fine. I'll handle it."

The Doctor snapped his fingers as he said calmly: "Thank you, Buzzer."

Terry glanced back at the man, noting the way he and Cleaves exchanged looks, and she began: "Perhaps Terry," she nodded to her Ganger, "should rather-"

"I insist." Buzzer interrupted her, and Terry could say no more.

The trio turned and left the room, heading out as Ganger Terry called softly, this time sending the message solely to Terry: "We can't save them all, all the time."

"I know, but he might have a better chance to live if he didn't come with us." Terry sighed, and Ganger Terry answered gently: "Just try your best. But remember, everything happens for a reason…"

The whole monastery shook, and Terry glanced up worriedly.

"Theta…" She began telepathically, and he answered softly: "I know. The acid's starting to heat up… but how?"

"The other Doctor's going to get on it." Terry replied firmly. "We just need to focus on finding Rory."

He glanced at her curiously, noting the omission, before he glanced down at his sonic as it beeped.

"I'm getting something." He murmured, and Buzzer asked: "Is it human?"

"Yeah, it's human," the Doctor muttered as they hurried out but he was worried, "but it's fading. It's fading. This is bad. Fading is very bad…"

He broke off, as his sonic pointed him to the side, and he stopped running. Buzzer frowned while the Doctor growled: "Argh."

"Oh, God." Terry whispered as she ran with the Doctor to the fallen body hidden in the darkness.

She bent over poor Jennifer while the Doctor knelt beside Jennifer's head, muttering as he checked her: "The signal's gone. She's… dead."

"Oh, Jennifer, I'm so sorry." Terry murmured softly as she caressed the woman's hair while the Doctor sighed: "She was hanging onto the edge of life and she just, just slipped away. Oh, Jennifer, I'm so sorry."

The Doctor touched Jennifer's face, and he murmured as he noted how cold the skin was: "She's been out here for hours."

"But," Buzzer said slowly as he moved around towards the Time Lords, "if the real Jen's been lying out here…?"

Terry tensed, and she glanced back as the Doctor realized: "Rory's in trouble."

"Buzzer, wait-" Terry began, but Buzzer hit her over the head. The Doctor whipped around, but it was too late as Buzzer hit him too, knocking him out as Cleaves had ordered him to.

The Doctor fell beside Terry, his hand falling over hers as they lay together beside Jennifer's body.

In a different part of the monastery, Ganger Terry slowed down in her strides as their group moved towards 'safer' ground.

"Three little ducks went out one day," she murmured softly, "over the hills and far away."

The Ganger Doctor glanced back briefly, before turning away. None of the humans noticed, as none of them could hear while Ganger Terry sang sadly: "Mother duck said: 'quack, quack, quack, quack.' But only two little ducks came back."

Terry groaned as she regained consciousness for the second time that day, glancing over blearily as she heard another groan beside her. The Doctor was just coming to as well, and she called hazily: "Theta?"

"Angel?" He snapped to consciousness, his eyes snapping open, before he blinked as he found himself faced with the three Gangers Cleaves, Dicken, and Jimmy.

His eyes widened momentarily, before he winced and he asked: "Got anything for a sore head?"

"What?" Terry asked groggily, and he rolled over to check her as she slowly managed to wake up and focus on him.

"This is how they'll always treat us." Ganger Cleaves said grimly. "They even did it to your beloved woman."

"Correction, we're not together." Terry replied as she sat up with a wince as she felt her head pounding, and the Doctor did the same though for perhaps not the same reason as her.

Ganger Cleaves raised a brow and she just asked: "No? Well, at the very least, you can't deny what they are now. Do you see? After all, you're one of us, Doctor. Terry."

The Doctor winced a little, as he picked up his sonic, and he told the Gangers: "Call us Smith."

"I'm Jane." Terry announced, and the Doctor smiled a little as he added: "And I'm John Smith."