A/N - Man, I really sort of want to write an 1800's AU. I can't, though, because it will take my attention away from this, ugh. Anyway, vote on the poll if you haven't, I'll probably be closing it very soon! Thank you for the reviews, favorites, and follows :)

Disclaimer - I don't own Doctor Who. I only own my OC, Emma Walker.

When you go
Would you have the guts to say
I don't love you
Like I loved you yesterday

It wasn't until Emma was trapped inside a closet with her captor that she finally managed to scream. Their hand pressed tighter against her mouth as they quickly shushed her. "Emma, quiet, it's me! It's the Doctor." Her screaming stopped, not because she believed him — he could be Canis for all she knew — but because she was rather confused. If it really was the Doctor, why would he pull her into a closet? She heard footsteps outside the door before Jeff called out,

"Emma? Em? Oh, of course you ran away." His footsteps began to fade away and that's when Emma realized — if it was Canis who'd captured her, then she was alone with him and royally screwed. She was seriously considering screaming again and that's when his hand disappeared and a light flickered on. The space would be too small for even one person, so they were pressed tightly together, panting against each other's faces. It took a quick glance down his body for Emma to realize it was actually him, as he wasn't wearing wearing his normal clothing, but instead a surprisingly well-tailored suit. She found herself torn between slapping him and hugging him.

"You scared me half to death!" She managed to move enough to slap him in the stomach. "I thought you were one of the evil twins! Why would you do that? Was walking up and saying, 'Hi, Jeff and Emma!' too hard for you? No, you had to cover my mouth and drag me into a cupboard!"

"Are you finished?" He hissed. "I did that because I wasn't sure if that was really Jeff or not, alright? Knew for a fact you were you because I've already dealt with your double." He got lost in his thoughts for a moment, starting to smirk.

"Did she say anything?" She asked and he shook himself out of his thoughts, giving her a confused look. "You know, about Rory...or Jeff."

"Oh! No, she didn't." He gave her a reassuring smile, even as he went on to say, "She just kissed Rory and me, then Amy knocked her out with a chair." He didn't notice the horror in her eyes, his gaze going to the bruise and cut on her cheek. "Who did this to you?" He reached up to grab her chin, only to slam his elbow against the door. "Ow!" He stumbled back the one inch that was left in the closet and then proceeded to get his foot caught on something on the floor, which sent him forward. He slammed his hands against the wall on either side of Emma's head to keep himself from crushing her. That only served to make the space even smaller and there was barely a quarter of an inch between the walls and his arms, but he was more focused on the sight in front of him. A heaving chest, barely concealed by a little, black dress. "Better question, what are you wearing?"

She wanted to wrap her arms around herself, but with his new position she found she couldn't. "Oh, I could ask you the same thing, dapper boy! Seems to me that our twins only have formal clothing lying around. And your doppelganger did this." She ignored his guilty look. "Hit me to knock me out, cut me because I don't know how to shut up." She squirmed, beginning to feel overheated and a tad claustrophobic. "Could we get out of here now?"

"Right. Yes. Of course." With a bit of maneuvering and perhaps a few minor bruises, he had turned and grabbed the doorknob. He gave it a jiggle before he chuckled quietly. "Emma, I'm going to tell you something, and I'm going to need you to promise not to slap me."

"Okay." She said warily. "I promise not to slap you."

"Lovely! Because the door's locked."

Her face went completely blank. "What?" Blankness turned to anger and she quickly shoved him. "Move, let me try!"

"I know how to open a- ow! Fine." He wiggled back as much as he could, though he still ended up pressed tightly against her back as she tried to open the door. "Ha! See? It's locked!" His laugh of triumph soon turned to a choking noise when her backside met his front. "Emma, what are you- oh." He sighed with relief when she slammed her shoulder into the door. "You're just knocking the door down." It took a moment for his eyes to widen. "You're knocking the door down! No, move, I'll do it." They twisted around again until he was in front of the door.

"Don't you have your sonic?"

"Right, Emma, why didn't think I of that?" He grunted as he rammed against the door. "Oh, because it's in my jacket which is on a Mammaliaforme!"

She furrowed her brow, ducking under his arm to look him in the face. "What the hell is a Mammaliaforme?"

"They are. Horrible species, they take the form and memories of someone important, kill them, and then destroy their name. Can't blame them for changing their looks, they're not the prettiest-" He gave a rather high-pitched scream as the door disappeared and he grabbed onto Emma, dragging her down to the floor with him.

"You're on my hair, you idiot!" She shoved him away and as she pushed up onto her hands and knees, she saw herself staring at Amy and Rory. At least, she thought it was them until she saw that they were smirking and Rory held the knife in his hand. She swallowed hard as the light reflected off the blade. "Vulpes and Accipiter, I presume?"

"Who are you talking- oh. What are you two doing up here? I told you to stay downstairs!" He started to stand up, only for Emma to put a hand on his shoulder and lean over to whisper in his ear. "What?" His eyes widened. "Oh." He gave the doppelgangers a tight smile before he turned to whisper, "Should we run? I think we should run."

"Yes, run." They joined hands before they scrambled to their feet and headed for the corridor that lead to the front door, only to be cut off by Canis, who had a hold of a struggling Jeff. Remembering the two injuries she'd gotten from the doppelganger, Emma decided to put a little space between them and stepped behind the Doctor. "Maybe the other way, Doctor?" There was in arm around her shoulders and she was yanked back by Rory's double, her hand being torn from the Doctor's and a knife being held to her throat yet again. "Doctor!"

He spun around, anger flashing through his eyes. "Let her go!" His yell blended with Jeff's and for a second they glared at each other, but it was cut short as Emma was shoved roughly to the floor. "Hey! Don't you dare-" His almost-threat was cut off when a body slammed into his and he and Jeff landed in a heap beside Emma.

"Oi, get off me!" A muffled voice sounded through the room before the door that lead to the basement burst open and out walked Faeles, dragging Amy and Rory behind her. As she threw them down on the floor with the others and joined the rest of the Mammaliaformes, the Doctor glared at the two.

"Really?" He hissed. "Last I left you, she was tied up!"

Rory just looked at his hands. "She's stronger than she looks, okay?"

"Doctor, you got any brilliant ideas in that head of yours?" Emma crawled back, eyeing the doubles warily as they approached.

"Um, no...wait! We're dealing with Mammaliaformes, yes?" He didn't wait for any of them to answer. "And I've fought with them before and I remember winning. But how did I do it?" In his head he was pacing back and forth, as he figured standing up wouldn't be the best idea at the moment. "I made them weak, I remember that much, but how? How did I make them weak? How did I do it? How-"

"How?" Amy, Jeff, and Emma yelled in unison.

He looked surprised for a moment, but realization soon flashed through his eyes. "I made them weak! Mammaliaformes are weaker in their true form! And to get them back to their true form, you, um..." He blinked. "Draw the curtains! No, no, that can't be right...draw their portrait? No!" He snapped his fingers suddenly, a smile taking over his face. "You draw their blood! Even a little nick while shaving will turn them back!"

"Do you really think you'll even get close enough for that before we kill you?" Faeles spat. "Accipiter, kill the Doctor first."

As Rory's doppelganger stepped forward, the knife he held glinted in the light yet again and it caught Emma's eye. In two seconds, she come up with a sloppy plan that would most likely end horribly, but she went through with it anyway. "No!" She leaped after that, aiming to tackle him.

"Emma!" Jeff's hand was around her ankle in an instant, pulling her down before she could reach her destination. Luckily, she hit Accipter's legs and sent him toppling over, the knife flying through the air. She quickly scrambled up onto her knees, holding her hand out and praying that she didn't end up with a blade through her palm, and she could have cried out in relief when she grasped the handle of the knife.

"Canis, stop her!"

Next thing she knew, the Doctor's double had grasped her wrist tightly, so tightly that one little twist could probably break it. She turned her head and saw that the actual Doctor had his hand held out, keeping Amy, Rory, and Jeff back and watching her with bated breath. She gave a strangled gasp as Canis grabbed her jaw with his free hand and yanked her back to face him. "You know, little girl's shouldn't play with knives." He sneered, almost hesitantly. "It might end up inside their heart."

"Well," she smiled up at him, trying to hide her fear. "thank God I'm not a little girl, then." Before he could stop her, she'd lifted the hand he didn't have a hold of and grabbed the knife, slashing over the back of his hand. He screamed, shoving her back and stumbling back himself, grasping desperately at the wound. The Mammaliaformes no longer kept their attention on her and the others, instead gathering around Canis.

"Damn you!" He yelled at Emma as she was quickly dragged back by Jeff. "I'll kill you! I swear, I will-" He suddenly cried out, slamming down onto his hands and knees. The other aliens made no move to help him, looking down at him blankly. As he screamed and cried, black fur began sprouting from beneath his clothes, claws formed at the tip of his fingers, and his eyes turned red. His sounds of pain didn't end until Amy had her head buried in Rory's shoulder, Jeff was clinging tightly to Emma, and all that was left was a dog. It looked like a fairly normal mutt, with wild black fur, but its red eyes told a whole different story.

"I suggest you leave now." The Doctor finally rose to his feet, the Mammaliaformes turning to face him. "You've had your fun and you've failed. The most important one of you, the one who managed to be me and had all my memories, is now back to being a...puppy." He smirked when Canis growled at him. "Oh, shut up! I could step on your paw and you'd be in pain for three hours. You lot, you have the lowest pain tolerance in the universe when you're not imitating other species."

Emma gulped slightly as she watched the him. His tone of voice was dark and she knew he had his outbursts, but seeing him like that was almost frightening. She was broken out of her thoughts when she noticed that Canis was glaring at her. Could dogs even glare? "Canis, go." Faeles waved her hand to dismiss him and he hesitated slightly before he disappeared in an orb of light. "Alright, we'll leave, Doctor." She stepped towards him until they were nearly toe to toe. "But don't think this is the last you'll see of me."

"Oh, believe me, I don't." He clasped his hands behind his back. "But here's a little spoiler for you," he leaned forward. "you're going to fail next time, too."

Rather than transforming from force and being in severe pain, in the blink of an eye there was a hissing cat standing at the Doctor's feet. The cat turned around and meowed at Rory's and Amy's doubles, which soon turned to a hawk and a fox, respectively. The only thing that kept each of them from being mistaken as a normal animal was their red eyes. Three flashes of light and they were gone.

"Well, that was unsurprisingly easy!" The Doctor turned to face the others, his cheerful disposition back. "They may act all tough, but they're pathetic, honestly." He slapped his hands together. "Who's up for a nice cuppa?"

"Tea?" Jeff's voice trembled with anger and possibly fear as he stood, pulling Emma up with him. "We were just kidnapped by some weird...alien creature things, and you want to go and get tea? Act like nothing happened?" His harsh tone had the Doctor shrinking back slightly, but he glared at him as he did so.

"Yes, tea!" Amy cut in quickly. "I could go for some tea, couldn't you, Rory? Let's go!" She dragged Rory away before he could protest, pulling him right towards the door. The Doctor hesitantly trailed after.

"Why are you all acting like nothing happened?" Jeff turned to Emma. "And you! You went and tackled some evil alien without a second thought! Yeah, he's really weak apparently, but you didn't know that." He paused, brow furrowing. "Did you? Em, you need to start answering my questions."

Emma stared up at him for a moment, still trying to process just how quickly the Doctor had managed to get the aliens to leave so quickly and how dark he had been while doing it. Maybe he really was more like the Dream Lord than she thought... She shook her head to rid her mind of the thoughts, letting Jeff's words sink in. "Oh." There it was. The reason she'd come to Leadworth in the first place. She had to talk to Jeff, get it all out and see if she still honestly wanted to be with him or if she preferred being on the TARDIS. With Rory. And Amy and the Doctor, of course. Slipping her hand into his, she said, "Jeff, it's definitely time that I answered your questions."

"The Doctor's an alien?"

"Yes."

"And you've been travelling with him, Amy, and Rory?"

"Yep."

"Through time and space, in a blue box."

"Yes."

Jeff huffed. "Shit."

"Yeah." They were sitting on his bed, not even noticing the muffled sounds of the Doctor telling a joke to Amy and Rory as the three had tea in the kitchen. She told him almost everything that she'd refused to tell him about, excluding her choice and her feelings for Rory, and she didn't feel much better. There was still a weight on her chest and she couldn't figure out why.

"I kissed another girl."

It took her a moment to process Jeff's unexpected admission, but when she did, Emma thought her heart would break in two. She thought she would tear up, or maybe her grip would tighten on the edges of the mattress. She hoped and prayed for one of them, but when all she felt was slight offense, she found the answer she'd been searching for since she'd come to Leadworth. As Jeff rambled on about how the kiss meant nothing, how his team went out to celebrate their win and he'd had too much to drink, how he'd pushed the girl away immediately, she said, "I don't love you." The weight on her chest disappeared in an instant.

"What?" His eyes widened. "No, please don't say that. I swear, it didn't mean anything to me, I don't want us to break up over it-"

"I don't love you, Jeff. I don't think I ever have." She stood up when he did, biting her bottom lip as he started to walk away. "Look, I wish I did, I thought I did, but...I don't." She stepped up behind him, lifting her hand as if to touch his shoulder, but decided against it. "I care about you a lot, but I'm just not in love with you."

"It's the Doctor, isn't it?" He turned around to face her.

Her eyebrows shot up at that and she took a step back. "What? No! What would make you think that?"

"Well, for starters, you ran off with him." He sounded bitter about it, but not angry, like she'd expected. "You listen to what he says, you called his name when you were in trouble. If you love him-"

"I don't." She nearly laughed. "It's not about loving anybody else, I promise!" She lied. "I just don't feel that way about you, Jeff." She watched as his eyes searched her face for a moment before he sighed and sat back down on the bed. "I don't want to do this." She lowered beside him. "But I think I have to. It's going to be far better for both of us if we find people we were meant to be with."

"I thought you were it, you know." He grabbed onto her hands. "I thought we'd get married and have, like, twenty kids and a dog. As long as its eyes aren't red." They shared a short laugh and he pressed his forehead to hers.

"Twenty kids, though? I draw the line at seven." She gave a soft sigh, closing her eyes to try and keep her tears at bay. "Jeff, I am really, very so-"

The door suddenly burst open and in walked the Doctor. "Emma, I've finished my tea and I'm bored, we're leav-" His words died on his lips as he noticed their position. "Oh. Or perhaps Amy, Rory, and I will take our leave and you two can-"

"No." Emma shook her head, pulling away from Jeff. "We should go." She looked back at him with remorse, squeezing his hands. "I should go. I really am sorry." She tugged out of his grasp and stood, pushing past the Doctor, who look between the two in confusion before he ran after her.

"Emma!" He followed her past Amy and Rory, through the corridor, and right out the front door. "Emma?"

"Let me just say bye to..." Rory trailed off when Amy chased after the two. "To no one, apparently." He mumbled to himself, stalking outside.

"Emma, slow down!" The Doctor grabbed her arm to turn her around as they reached the TARDIS. "What was that about, then? One minute you're all over each other, the next you're apologizing and running off. What happened?"

"I broke up with him, that's what happened."

"What?" Something unrecognizable flashed in his eyes and he quickly cleared his throat. "What did you do that for?"

"I don't love him."

"Then why are you crying?" He tilted his head to the side.

She furrowed her brow and lifted her hand to find that there were tears streaming down her cheeks. "He loved me." She whispered. "He loved me and he wanted to marry me!" Her voice raised as she held back a sob. "And he wanted to have kids and get a dog and - and somehow I still don't love him! God, I am no better than my father right now." As the words tumbled past her lips, her eyes widened. She had yet to tell the Doctor about her father leaving, and he was sure no one else had told him. Amy wouldn't, Rory hadn't been alone with him at all.

"What? What does that mean?" He had no time to catch her before she fled into the TARDIS. "Emma, wait!" He moved to follow, but Amy pulled him back and went in herself. "What does that mean?" He turned to face Rory.

"Not my story to tell, Doctor." Rory gave him a too-hard pat on the back before he headed into the blue box.

The Doctor stayed outside for a moment or two, wracking through his brain for a memory of Emma saying something about her father, but he found nothing. Sighing, he began to step into the TARDIS, pausing halfway in the doorway when he caught movement out of the corner of his eye. He leaned back, looking at his dark surroundings. "Hello?" When all he was met with was the sound of crickets, he shrugged and headed inside. He didn't notice the red eyes watching him from beneath a bush.

A/N - You didn't think I would have the aliens leave THAT easily, did you? Anywho, this wasn't my best, but I hope you liked it. I wonder if the Doctor will give up finding out about Emma's father, or be rather persistent... Next up is The Hungry Earth!