(Disclaimer- Don't blink. Really.)

Chapter Twelve- Boom!

And now back to Doctor Who: Into the Vortex.

As soon as he said that, Rose's eyes began to water. It must, she reflected, be something related to Confirmation Bias. As soon as it was suggested to her that it was bad, she immediately tried to do it. Reflexively.

"Why no blinking?" she asked carefully.

"No looking away either. And do NOT look at it in the eyes," he added. Rose stared determinedly at the angel's stomach.

"Why?" she asked again.

"It's a Weeping Angel. At the moment, it's quantum-locked. Just stone. But the moment we take our eyes off it, it'll start moving. And, trust me, you do not want it to touch you."

"What happens if it touches me? Will it kill me?"

"No," he responded. "It'll send you back in time."

Rose blinked in confusion. It just happened to be bad luck that the Doctor decided to blink at the same time. There was a whir of movement, and-

"It's moved!" Rose yelled.

"I told you not to blink!"

"It was an accident, okay? What's so bad about being sent back in time? You can come get me, right?"

"I won't know where you've been sent. You'd be lost in history forever!"

Rose gulped. As much as she loved time travelling, being stuck in the Middle Ages didn't exactly sound like a nice idea. "Right. How do we get rid of it, then?"

"Oh, various ways. Force it to look at another one of it-"

Rose kept one eyes on the Angel, and looked around. It was the only one around. She reported this to the Doctor, who nodded. "If there was another one, we wouldn't be here."

"It's stone right now, yeah?"

"Yes, yes it is."

"So, can't we pick it up and toss it at the Bridge? Then it's atoms will be 'scattered around the universe, possible in some very nasty places'," she quoted. The Doctor grinned.

"That, Rose Tyler, is a brilliant, wonderful idea!

Now, whatever you do, don't blink."

He moved to the angel, and ran his hands carefully along the wings. As if coming to a sudden decision, he shoved it roughly forwards. It creaked, and shifted about 5 centimeters. Looking up, he noticed that the Bridge was around a meter away. He grunted slightly, and pushed again. Rose was attempting to not blink, which actually was harder than it sounded. She squinted her eyes for 10 seconds, and then held them open with her fingers. They were watering now, and she absently wondered if you actually had to see the Angel, or just be looking at it.

"Doctor? I'd like to blink now," she called.

"Okay, I'll look at it while you do."

He obliged and Rose relieved her aching eyes, blinking a couple of times. She rubbed at them with her fists, and prepared to look again. The Doctor managed to shift the Angel about halfway. He motioned to Rose, and she came over, still looking determinedly at the stone monster.

"Use the wrecking ball," he told her. She removed the small object from her pocket, and placed it next to the base of the angel. The Doctor prodded the release catch with his foot, and it immediately expanded, shoving the statue closer to the bridge. Rose then returned it to its smaller size. They repeated this action a couple of times, until it was directly next to the Bridge. It was taking all of Rose's willpower just not to reach out and touch the beautiful sight in front of her, but she focused, and hit the release catch one last time.

It happened, almost in slow motion. The statue moved as it hit the glowing aura of light. Its face curved into a vicious snarl, and it grew claws. Rose shuddered slightly. And the angel hit the Bridge.

An almost animal-like scream emitted from thin air, and glowing particles of gold expanded into a huge cloud of glitter.

"Throw the grenades!" yelled the Doctor. She did, and with great aplomb.

She could feel the ground vibrating beneath her. It was building up to a dull roar, and she covered her ears. It was almost like it was in her head, instead of from the outside coming in. The Bridge sparked, once, twice, and began to flicker in and out of view.

The explosion, when it happened, shook the ground. White clouds of smoke and dust shot in every which way. Vaguely remembering something about what you should do in an emergency, she dropped to the ground, and curled up in a ball, minimizing the impact area.

/DW\

After what seemed like an eternity, the noise and light finally stopped. Rose uncurled out of her ball, eyes still closed.

"Am I dead?" she asked, to no one in particular. "Because there's white clouds everywhere. And there was an explosion. I might be dead."

"You aren't dead," the Doctor assured her, standing up. He had somehow managed to stay spotless all through the dust. Rose glanced down. She looked like some kind of white zombie ghost.

"Okay. I'm not dead. Next question. Is the Bridge gone?"

They looked around. There wasn't a garden any more. It looked like a maintenance basement.

"I think so," he told her.

"Good. Then, let's go back to the TARDIS."

"Indeed," he grinned.

The TARDIS's exterior was completely white, with only faint touches of blue bleeding through. The Doctor carefully wiped off the dust on the front window, and walked inside.

"There's one last thing we need to do," he told Rose. She had begun to brush off the fine white dust, and was now only half a ghost.

"What's that?"

He began to enter information into the TARDIS. "We ditched a thirteen year old girl in her bedroom, and didn't say goodbye."

It took a moment for the information to get through to her, and when it did, she looked more than slightly annoyed. "Oh, come on!"

He wagged a finger in her direction. "Are you being mean again?"

"Yes. Yes, I am. Can't we just go?"

"No."

He hit the button, and they were off. It only took a relative minute to reach the place where Kitty currently resided, and they stepped outside.

Neither one of them noticed the lever that had slipped...

(A/N:

Hello! There will be one more chapter, and then this story will be done. But do not fear, because I am working on another story, a teaser to which is in 'The Big Blue Box of Randomness, Chapter 3'. Go check it out.

And PLEASE review.

NEXT TIME- We find out just how well fangirls can party, tons of song parodies, and the 10Rose shippers strike!

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"I sort of accept your apology," she told them.

"Oh, that's good- wait, what do you mean, 'sort of'?"

Until next time!

~Kitty)