"I told you to stay there." The Doctor snapped as Aderyn drew level with him.

"And I never stay where you tell me to. Rory will look after Amy. This is a personal thing between them. Besides, she'll be fine." Aderyn said casually.

"Of course she'll be fine. We'll be out of here before any damage can be done." The Doctor said confidently.

Aderyn smiled slyly "I wouldn't worry about timing. Time Lord DNA has its advantages."

The Doctor stopped and stared at Aderyn "Please tell me you didn't give her your wristband."

"Let's not start this, Doctor. You could have given her yours. But you didn't because you knew what my plan was. You couldn't have got your wristband on her without her noticing. And that would ruin the plan."

The Doctor smiled at her, then threw his wristband at her.
_

Rory watched Amy from the corner of his eye. She was shuffling her feet, folding and unfolding her arms. He sighed "I'm going to be logical. Cold and logical, okay? For both of our sakes, for both of us." he rolled up his sleeve and held out his arm "I'm going to take this off my wrist and put it on yours."

Amy shook her head fiercely "Why? Then it'll just start converting you. That's not better."

Rory shrugged "Maybe it is. But it'll buy us time, because it'll take longer with me. It subtracts love, that's what she said."

"What's that got to do with it? What does that even mean?" Amy said.

"It's arithmetic. It'll take longer with me because we both know, we've always known, that. Amy, the basic fact of our relationship is that I love you more than you love me, which today is good news because it might just save both of our lives." He met Amy's tear filled gaze.

"How can you say that?" She hissed through gritted teeth.

Irritation bubbled inside Rory. He could never be truly angry with Amy, but the fizzing irritation would be the closest thing. He yanked the band off his wrist "Two thousand years, waiting for you outside a box. Don't say it isn't true, you know it's true. Give me your arm, Amy! " He shouted.

It wasn't anger that caused her hand to raise. It wasn't anger that caused the tears to flow. It was pain. Pain that he didn't understand. Pain that he clearly seemed to think she didn't care.

With the sound of her hand connecting with his cheek still ringing in the quiet room, and the sting creeping across his face, he looked at her calmly.

"Don't you dare say that to me. Don't you ever dare." Amy spat.

"You kicked me out." Rory said.

"You want kids. You have always wanted kids. Ever since you were a kid. And I can't have them. Whatever they did to me at Demons Run, I can't ever give you children. I didn't kick you out. I gave you up," Amy roared "Don't you dare talk to me about waiting outside a box, because that is nothing, Rory, nothing, compared to giving you up."

Rory clenched his jaw. He didn't know what to say. He had already told Amy so many times how he felt about her. He had assumed she didn't feel the same. He grabbed her arm and tried to wrestle the band over her wrist. But his hand landed on something bulky and oddly shaped. They both looked down. Amy slowly pulled her sleeve up. There was already a band fastened neatly around her wrist.

"Who do you think?" Rory asked quietly "Aderyn or the Doctor?"
_

"Oswin, are we close yet?" Aderyn asked.

"You are. Less than twenty feet away. Which is the good news." Oswin said cheerfully.

"Okay. And the bad which I suddenly feel is coming?" Aderyn whispered.

"You've got to pass through Intensive Care."

"That doesn't sound good." Aderyn muttered. They reached a door. They knew this would be intensive care. And they were not looking forward to going through it.

"It's not good," Oswin said in hushed tones "Survivors of particular wars. Spiridon, Kembel, Eridius, Vulcan, Exxilon. Ringing any bells?"

The nervous knot in the Doctor's stomach tightened "Yes, all of them. These are all Daleks who have survived me."

The door raised slowly and they went through. Not a single Dalek moved. None of them made a sound. The Doctor and Aderyn walked slowly and carefully through them. But their progress was halted. A Dalek they had just walked passed spun it's eyestalk around to face them "Doctor." They froze. Another Dalek joined the first "Doctor!" and then another.

"That's weird. Those ones don't usually wake up for anything." Oswin said, her sudden panic evident.

"Special visitor." The Doctor said. He grabbed Aderyn's hand and pulled her after him, then pushed her ahead. They reached the door quickly but it wouldn't open.

"Door won't open. Please tell me there's something you can do?" Aderyn said.

"Hang on. There's a release code. Let me find it." Oswin said desperately.

The Doctor stood firmly in front of Aderyn, putting himself between her and the Daleks. They were slow but building up speed. He scanned the Daleks for a break in the line, any opening he could push Aderyn through to get her back to the teleport. But they moved close together, getting closer all the time.

"Oswin, please get this door open." The Doctor shouted.

"One second. I have an idea." Oswin shouted back.

"Quickly please." Aderyn said. She slammed her hand against the door as though that would help. But it stayed shut. The Daleks were really close now. There was mere inches between the Daleks and the Doctor. But suddenly they stopped, turned around and went back to their original places. The Doctor let out the breath he didn't realise he'd been holding.

"Oswin, what did you do?" He almost laughed.

"I hacked into the path web, did a mass delete." Oswin sighed with relief.

"You made them forget me. How?" The Doctor demanded.

"They have no memory of the Doctor, the Oncoming Storm or the Predator. So I think that's both of you off the hook. Tell me I'm cool chin boy."

"How?" The Doctor repeated.

"Never mind how," Aderyn laughed "Souffle Girl that was genius."

"I know," Oswin said. The door behind them began to open "The door is open. Come on in."