After what seemed like days, Nathaniel finally marched up the stairs to see the strange scene in front of him. River was sitting casually, one hand supporting her chin while the other firmly held a gun to Rose's head. Rose was sitting next to her, still with a blank expression. Wyatt and the guards behind him were also sitting, checking their watches and shrugging at each other. "WHAT IS HAPPENING?!" Nathaniel demanded, an ice pack pressed to his black eye and a small gauze in his mouth.

"What happened to you?" Wyatt said, standing up immediately and urging the guards to do so too.

"Never mind that, what happened here? What is she doing?" He gestured towards River, the exasperation obvious in his voice. What kind of people is he working with here?

"She threatened to shoot Rose, and wants information and a cure in exchange for the both of them back in custody."

"Who cares if blondie dies? Less people to look after," Nathaniel mumbled, scratching his arm.

Wyatt's eyes flickered over to River and Rose before his voice dropped to a whisper, "Sir... I don't think our superiors would be too happy if she died."

"Oh, you're absolutely right. We need her for that half-human freak. Hm... This is a tough situation. What kind of information are we talking about?"

"Who you work for, what you want, and..." River contemplated for a second, "Where we are."

"If I refuse?" He narrowed his eyebrows at her. As much as he wasn't supposed to, he was honestly starting to like River Song.

"She dies, of course."

"I'll answer two questions with no antidote," Nathaniel retorted, folding his arms across his chest.

"Three questions with antidote."

"One question with antidote."

River bit her lip, this was a tough situation. There was no way on Earth she'd ever shoot Rose, of course, but Nathaniel and Wyatt didn't know that. For all they knew she was a mad lady. "Two questions with antidote, take it or leave it."

Nathaniel groaned a little, looking back at Wyatt for support, who just shrugged. "Deal. Pick your questions."

"Who you work for, I want specific names, not just the Silence, and what you want," She said immediately. Sure, where they were was important and all, but once they escaped it would be simple to find that out.

"Paul Van Statten and information about the Doctor," He replied simply, pulling a vial out of his jacket and tossing it to River carelessly. "There."

Wyatt began to move towards Rose and River when River raised her hand, "Wait until she drinks it and gets better."

Rose drank the suspicious looking purple liquid desperately, swallowing three times hard. After a mere thirty seconds, she slumped unconscious into River's arms with a quiet sigh. "When she wakes up, she'll be better, you have my word," Nathaniel assured her, nodding for River to put down the gun.

"We stay here until she wakes up and is cured. Your word means nothing to me," River stated in reply, staring Nathaniel straight in the eyes.

He raised his hands defensively and sat down on the steps again.

This would take a while.

"What's taking everyone so long?" John said, wiping his forehead with exasperation. Why was he just now sweating so profusely?

"Rassilon knows," The Doctor replied from his cell.

"Maybe they escaped."

"They didn't."

"How do you know that?" The half Time-Lord asked from his bed, his voice muffled a little from the pillow.

"The people who imprisoned us are smart. They wouldn't be able to escape that easy. But maybe they did something that will improve our situation here." The full Time-Lord said, though his voice was filled with very little hope.

"I'm uh... Sorry, for what Nathaniel said to you earlier."

The Doctor didn't reply, instead his hand reached to his arm where he felt a little bruise from where Nathaniel had pushed him away. His thoughts shifted to River, and damn his Time-Lord mind, he pictured realistic scenarios of a body bag going down the hallway... Just a little blonde curl peering out, Nathaniel chuckling as he passed. River's deteriorated body, covered in scars from old adventures and fresh, bleeding wounds from this one. He ran to the corner of his cell and vomited for a few seconds before walking back to the bed and laying down, burying himself in the blankets.

"You okay?" John said, then instantly regretted it. Of course the Doctor was not okay.

When Rose finally came to, she backed away into River's arms at the sight of Nathaniel and Wyatt peering at her. "Feeling better?" River asked with concern heavy in her voice.

Rose swallowed and nodded quickly, "Yeah, I'm fine. Thanks."

The two women stood up and River slowly placed her gun on the ground. "You can take us back now."

Wyatt nodded and led them back to their cells where they quietly entered. The second John saw Rose he yelled, "Rose! Are you okay? Did they hurt you?"

"I'm alright, John, don't worry," Rose said in between coughs, giving him her best fake smile.

John didn't look convinced.

"River, are you alright?" The Doctor demanded when River entered her cell after Rose.

"I'm fine. Got some information."

"What's the information? Anything good?" John asked her.

"Ever heard of a Paul Van Statten?"

A/N: Sorry for the shortish chapter! I'm putting up 'Toying With A Time-Lord' tonight too since I'll be super busy tomorrow. Please tell me what you think in the review section rightttt there. VVV