Fighter.
I felt my back hit the cold flooring of the TARDIS and I groaned. I heard a soft chuckled and then felt arms wrap themselves around me.
"RORY!" screamed a familiar voice. I opened my eyes to fiery red hair and I sighed with relief. I sat up and groaned again from dizziness.
"Sorry, transmat does that. Scrambles your head a little." Jack murmured from across the room. He was tinkering with the mechanics and smirked as the room jolted.
"Hold tight, I'm bringing her into safety." He said smiling. I looked at Amy, her bright eyes looked me over for injury and I rubbed her arm reassuringly. "I'm fine, are you? What happened to you? I was worried sick." I whispered heatedly. She shook her head. "Kicked and screamed till fat head over there came in and got me." She said fat head and Jack scoffed, "That's rich; Next time, note to self, leave her."
"Oy," Amy yelled. "Less sexy man, more saving the Doctor, Now. What happened after I was taken?" Jack starred at the controls for a second and turned to her. "We don't know if he's alive, Doc screamed for me to get rat boy out before we choked." I glared at the comment but looked over Amy's sadden face.
"Dead? But he can't, he'll be fine." She said to reassure herself. Jack put his hand on her shoulder. "We'll go back and see what's going on, With anything we'll.. retrieve.." He looked away and sighed tinkering around.
Jack turned to me and pulled me to my feet. "Help me, hold this down." He pointed to a lever. I pulled.