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CHAPTER 25

AMY POND

LOCATION: UNKNOWN

DATE: 9TH MAY

TIME: 15:00

AMY HELD HER HEAD AS SHE AWOKE AND SLOWLY SAT UP. Her head was spinning and she had little idea of what had happened. She remembered John grabbing her hand and telling her to run. She remembered being worried about Rory. The pain in her leg reminded her that she had been bundled onto the floor by whoever was after her. She shook her head to try and clear the dizziness that she felt.

It was only then that she took in where she was. The room was a police cell. She had been in one too many times to not know what one looked like, to her own embarrassment. She felt annoyed that she had been just placed on the floor rather than on the equally uncomfortable looking bed. There was a small window but Amy knew that she wouldn't be able to see out of it.

She slowly stood up, hoping that she might be able to see something that might give her a clue to where she was. She noticed the hatch on the door and wondered whether she would be able to get it loose as to see where she was.

Her thoughts turned back to her husband and friend. She wondered whether they were close by and whether they would be able to hear her.

"Rory!" She shouted, unknowing why she did it.

The silence that followed was unnerving. She put it down to the fact that they weren't in the cell next to her or they just couldn't hear her.

"Amy!" She heard John shout. "Are you alright?"

Amy let out a sigh of relief. "I am fine. Are you? Is Rory with you?"

"I'm fine. My head is spinning a bit. Rory isn't with me."

"I am here and I am fine."

She just about heard Rory but felt relieved to know that he was okay. At least nothing bad had happened to him. She had been worried since they had been separated.

Amy walked back until she hit the door to try and see out of the window. She had no idea what the time or date was. The most she knew was that it was still light but with it being May, that didn't give her much. It was still light at eight o'clock at night. For all she knew, it could be later the same day as they were captured.

The hatch on the door opened, scaring her. She turned to see a pair of brown eyes, not giving much away of who they are. They studied her for a moment before the hatched closed again. She bashed against the door, wanting some answers. The hatch went down again.

The hatch went up again and Amy though about bashing against the door again but stepped back as the lock clicked and the door opened. Two guards walked in and grabbed her, each holding onto her upper arm. She started to struggle but stopped when their grip tightened. She didn't even want to guess where she was going to be taken.

Amy was relieved when she saw that the same was happening to John and Rory. She was glad that they seemed like they had been unharmed. For her, it was just such a relief to see Rory. All three of them were bundled into a lift, with a guard in each corner.

"How much trouble do you think we are in?" Rory asked as the doors closed.

"11," John said, turning to look at him before looking at Amy. "I am still your friend. I have always been the person that I have always been. I haven't been anyone any different."

"We know that. John, what is happening?" Amy asked.

"You might find something out about me. I am not proud of it but I still did it. I only did it because it was what I thought I had to do. I thought it was right at the time."

"You're scaring me now. What is it? You can tell us."

Rory nodded in agreement.

John opened his mouth but closed it again as he struggled to find the right words. She didn't understand why he couldn't just tell her. By what he had already said to them, it seemed like he had done something that they would disapprove of. It didn't matter now. They were in danger. That is if whatever he had done had caused them to go on the run from the organisation they had been captured by.

"There is this organisation." John started. "I worked for it. Well, I was more chosen to work for them. I … We did things that we had to do. You would be surprised at what we stopped. It is hard to explain because I am not allowed to talk about it. When I … left, I had to promise that I wouldn't say anything to anyone. It is supposed to be a secret that you take to the grave."

"John, we have known you since forever. I am sure you could tell us."

She saw the relief on his face as the lift stopped and the doors opened. He was the first one to be grabbed to be taken on the rest of their journey to wherever they were going.

Amy didn't want to think about John's words and instead tried to take in the guards uniforms. She wondered whether their uniforms would give something away to the organisation. To her disappointment, they were just black, with no logo on it. She didn't know why she had to know the organisation. The Johns already knew what the organisation was.

One of the guards swiped a key into the keypad before opening the door. Amy wondered whether she could swipe one but wasn't given much of a chance as she was pushed into the room, the door shutting with a thud followed but the clunk of the lock.

The room was bigger than her cell, but she knew it was still a cell. Eyebrows was currently seated against one of the walls, his eyes closed in pain as Martha sat by his side. They were the only ones from the group that were there. Rory walked over to them.

"They have treated you," Martha said.

"Well, I don't exactly trust them." Eyebrows said.

"What happened?" Rory asked.

"They had dogs after us. I used myself as a diversion. I ended up with a dog with its jaws locked around my calf and I fell flat on my face."

"What about Clara?" John, Chinny, asked.

"I am hoping she managed to get away."

Amy saw Chinny let out a sigh of relief. She now knew more about her friend's feelings about Clara. She was glad that he had finally found someone that he felt like he could be with. She was more interested about what Clara had decided in terms of who she wanted. She really hoped that her John wouldn't become the rebound because Eyebrows had rejected her.

The door opened again and John (Sandshoes), Rose, Donna and Jack joined them. As soon as the guards left, Rose jumped into Sandshoes' arms, hugging him tightly. It made Amy want to do the same to Rory but she knew that she wanted more from Rory than just a hug. She wanted him to make her feel safe, even though he wasn't the toughest of guys. He just made her feel safe.

Once Sandshoes had let Rose go, he turned to Eyebrows. "Well that worked didn't it."

Eyebrows glared at him. "It was what I thought we should have done."

"Maybe this is a good time for everyone to tell us what they know," Donna suggested. "Just I think we all believe that the Johns know more than they are letting on."

"This isn't the time," Sandshoes said.

"When will it be the time?" Rose asked.

Everyone shot looks between them all, their gaze ending up on Eyebrows. He was staring at his leg, in some hope that their gaze would move from him. He sighed and leant back.

"She does have a point." He said. "I would happily tell them now."

"But we can't," Sandshoes argued.

"We can," Chinny said.

"We have already put them in danger that the secret is meant to keep them from. I think I know why as well. I think I have finally worked out why we have been hunted. Not the others though just yet." Eyebrows said.

"We have a theory." Jack offered.

"That is presuming that you did exactly the same as I did when I was given my job." Eyebrows said.

Amy actually got excited. She thought that they would finally be getting some answers. Everyone else look relieved as well. It was the same question that they had all been asking for the last couple of weeks. Why them? Even if they hadn't found out by themselves, she was sure that they would end up finding out by whoever wanted them.

They heard the shouts and it was revealed to be Clara once the door opened. Both Eyebrows and Chinny's faces dropped as she was pushed in. As soon as she saw Eyebrows, she ran over to him, straight to his side.

"Are you okay? I heard you scream." She asked.

Amy turned to her friend and offered him a small smile as he realised what had probably happened. They had obviously got closer and he hadn't rejected her. She did feel bad for him. He didn't really have a chance.

"I'm fine. Might walk with a bit of a limp. One of the dogs locked his jaws around my leg."

"Oh my stars, that must have hurt."

"I thought you would have got away."

Clara looked a little embarrassed. "I know. I stopped when I heard you scream and then to make it worse I froze. The last thing I remember is someone grabbing me from behind."

"Well, we are definitely all here now. You can start telling us what you all know." Rose said.

Sandshoes glared at his counterparts, daring them to say something. It was Eyebrows who sighed loudly before starting to explain.

"You know I said that this organisation has people everywhere and is so secret that no one knows about it. Well we, I suspect that we were, all part of another secret organisation, at the disposal of anyone who required our services. It wasn't like we chose the job. We were chosen for it. People with no family and no connections. Disposal people. People that no one would miss." He started.

"Wait but John, Chinny, he had us," Amy argued.

"I did but I didn't. Did I?" He said. "You asked me if I was trying to leave you and Rory behind. I was. I had to. I had been given a job that I didn't want you getting caught up in. I was trying to protect you from all this by leaving you behind. I have no proper family. You and Rory are the only family I have ever known or wanted."

Amy's heart swelled. She knew that they had meant a lot to each other but she never realised that they were his only family.

"I really don't think this is a good idea," Sandshoes argued.

"Rose, you asked about Kate." Eyebrows said, ignoring Sandshoes. "Kate was the person who organised us. She looked after us and told us where we needed to be and where and what our next job was. She always knew what was going on and what was best. She sent me the information that I acted upon. I would expect that she risked a lot getting that information to me."

"But you still haven't explained anything," Martha argued.

"Is this all to do with you and the Prime Minister?" Clara asked, looking at Eyebrows.

"That is what this is all about. The job that I turned down." Eyebrows turned to look at Chinny and Sandshoes. "And the jobs that these two turned down as well."

The door opened again and everyone was confused as to why it had opened again. Everyone was already there. A woman walked in, taking a few steps to be more in the middle of the room. The door closed behind her.

Everyone looked at each other, wondering who should ask the question.

"Who are you?" Eyebrows asked.

"I am Missy. Your hunter."