"This is unsettling." Rose grumbled, still clutching River's hand as they moved through what Rose now knew was an old theater. "Keep remembering pig men and Daleks, expecting to see them at every turn."

"Now, Mum, don't get too swept up in bad memories." River said as she stopped at the end of the corridor. "Likely being kept in a dressing room, aren't they?" She asked, and Rose glanced to see that they were at stage left.

There were still splinters of wood and broken boards strewn about from where the Daleks came through years ago. She could almost hear the Doctor's old voice still demanding the Daleks kill him, feel the terror that thrummed through her as she stood beside him.

"Why here?" She wondered aloud. "Aside from it being abandoned, why are we here?"

"I don't know." River said, pointing above their heads. "But we're being watched, and not by someone of this century. Tech is too new."

Rose looked up, noting the near-invisible camera. It was only the tiny light that gave it away, and unless someone had a slight idea of what they were looking for, they wouldn't see it.

"Then we should try and stay out of sight while we're in here," Rose said, shifting out the camera's sight line. "We were imprisoned for a reason, let's not find out why.

"We could split up." River said. As Rose went to protest, River held up her hands in an effort to hold back the lecture. "I know, I know it's better if we don't. But I was with the Doctor, and chances are he's here somewhere too. One of us should find him, the other should find my parents, and then we can figure out a plan from there."

"Better with five." Rose mumbled before sighing. "Fine, okay, yeah, you have a point. Got a cell, preferably the one we gave you, what, seventy odd years ago now?"

River smiled. "More like eighty."

Rose snorted, then a thought came to her. "Why did you stop going by Melody?" She asked softly. "What changed?"

River's smile softened. "I grew up." She shrugged. "And growing up when you're a time traveler means that sometimes you find yourself running into the people who raised you before they know who you are. Sometimes it means seeing your parents before they even know you're meant to be born. I remembered the translation of the prayer leaf, and when I figured I would need to use a separate name, I chose River Song."

Rose nodded, understanding to a degree, but not completely. "Well, be careful Melody," She said. "Use your old device to get to me."

"And how are you going to do that if who ever took us took our jackets?" She asked.

"'Magine I can find that as well as the Doctor. Besides, like I said, was my favorite. Oh," She said, wiggling the sonic pen between her fingers before giving it a toss to River who caught it effortlessly. "Might as well hold on to that, too, just in case."

"And what about you?" River asked.

"Don't worry about me." Rose said. "I get displaced or whatever, I've got the bond, I can get back to the Doctor eventually. 'Sides, you're my daughter, I need you more safe than me." She said with a smile before dashing off.

She felt the edges of her bond with her husband, prodding it and hoping he would give her some sign of what was happening.

"Her." Fluttered into her mind, soft like a whisper.

"Are you in the theater?" She asked as she turned to corner, coming face to face with an angel.

"Yes," He replied. "Careful, only one Angel is at full strength."

What were the chances she'd be facing the one that was? She couldn't look around for a mirror, and knew that even if luck was on her side, and she was facing a weak Angel, she still wouldn't be quick enough to escape it. She backed up, rounded back around the corner, and dared to blink.

It followed, hands outstretched.

Nope, she wasn't going to be able to out run it.

But staring at it, it was only stone, wasn't it? It was worn, cracked, having seen better days.

Never peeling her eyes from it, Rose thought to try something. Grabbing one of it's hands, her heart stuttered as nothing happened. She ran her hand up the length of its arm until she got to the elbow, and tried her very best to ignore that this was a living creature. It was her or it, they were deadly, and she couldn't risk being displaced in any place or time.

She snapped it's arm off.

And then she used it to bash the head.

She tried to keep her eyes open as a precaution, but instinct from flying bits of stone and dust made her shut them. Her hit missed her mark a moment, then felt the stone hand grab her arm.

Rose opened her eyes to see the Angel on it's knees, mouth open wide, crying in pain with half it's face gone. It had a weak hold on her arm with it's remaining one. She butted the fingers with the broken off arm, snapping them away before she lifted her leg and gave a firm kick to the Angel's head.

It broke off.

Nausea churned inside her as Rose tried to reason with herself that it was an it or her situation. She was covered in stone dust, not blood. It was living but not fully alive. Thats what she told herself as she dropped the arm to the ground and charged down the hall, feeling for the bond to grow in strength.

She could hear shuffling behind her, and quickened the pace she had until she found a dressing room. She ducked inside, sighing with relief when she saw the three paned mirror at the vanity table, and the full length one covered in feather boas.

She wheeled that one to the doorway, gasping as she noted three Angels with teeth and claws had almost trapped her inside.

"Oh, thought you'd be able to get me, yeah?" She taunted. "Bet you found me 'cause I killed your friend. But I know you can't move if something sees ya." She risked the single mirror not being enough and moved to the vanity table. There was a hand mirror sitting next to a brush, and she put that one in her back pocket before moving the vanity table to better angle itself to the doorway. All three angels were reflected, as were the two others that started around the corner. "Bloody brilliant, this is." She said gripping the full length mirror and pushing it past the angels who remained still.

She used it to peek around the corridor corner, maneuvered herself so she was pushing it with her back against it while facing the other way.

She would hear a shuffle then nothing, and while it did concern her that at any moment she may come to a dead end form an Angel, she knew she was too close to the Doctor for it to really worry her.

When she came to a doorway where she could practically feel him on the other side. she sent out a nudge to her husband. He responded, but remained quiet otherwise.

She blinked, and an Angel was rounding around a corner she had just passed.

Holding tight to the mirror, Rose maneuvered it around as she turned to face the doorway, keeping it as a shield while she turned the knob and headed inside.

The woman in a playful sun dress startled, looking at her wide eyed as her fist balled at her side.

"No," She said. "No, you shouldn't be here. They should have gotten you by now!" She protested.

"Oi, you were the one that held them off with mirrors." Rose countered, spotting her jacket along side River's on a coat rack. She plucked it up, shrugged it on, and went to turn toward the woman.

Rose got punched in the face.

She punched back, harder, feeling cartilage shatter under her knuckles. The woman fell to the floor, clutching her nose, and Rose put her foot on Her back, pinning her down to the floor, yanking her pony tail taught to hold her firmer.

Rose then turned to the Doctor. "Hello, Love."

"Hello Sweetheart." He grinned, wiggling his hands. "Do you mind?"

Rose reached inside her jacket pocket with her free hand, searching her transdiminsional pockets for her sonic screwdriver. Once found, she used it to release the bonds on her husband.

"Ah, much better." He said as he stood, rubbing his wrists as he came up behind her. He kissed her cheek. "Thank you."

Rose shrugged. "'S what marriage is, yeah? You help me, I help you."

"Quite right," he said, looking to the bank of monitors. "Where's our daughter?" He asked as he searched them. "Lost track of her earlier."

"Your what?" The woman under Rose's foot snarled as she attempted to struggle.

"She's off to find Amy and Rory." Rose replied. "Mind gettin' your sonic ready?" She asked.

The Doctor nodded, plucked it out of his pocket, and gave it a twirl.

Rose yanked the woman up by her hair and tossed her in the chair bolted to the floor and equipped with restraints. A quick whir of the sonic, and She was held there, unable to move.

"Now," The Doctor said, as he turned completely toward the woman in the chair. "In all your time hunting me down, learning about me, trying to find out what makes me tick, you seem to not have found out about the family I made post-war. Good, great, fantastic, even, as it means that they're safe. Doesn't matter where you've been through all of space and time, you've never managed to dig up that little bit."

"You mean your Children of Time?" She asked in a taunt.

"No, I mean my family. My wife, my daughters. Hell, in the future I may even be a grandfather again, but in all your digging and searching for my weakness you managed to remain blissfully ignorant of those things. That I am not the last of the Time Lords, not anymore." He gripped the clamps holding her arms down. "You knew so much and so little about me, like I you. And since you just got to know me a little better, how about a name?"

"Power in a name, right? Isn't that why Time Lords hide behind pompous titles and ludicrous nicknames?"

"There's power if you want there to be." He countered. "Why won't you let me know who you are?"

A phone rang, and Rose could feel the annoyance radiating off the Doctor as she attempted to fish her cell out her pocket. Seeing Melody's name, she answered. "River?"

"Got Mum and Dad," She said to Rose over the phone. "Going to get them out of here, and …."

"Rory!" Amy cried out in the background, and Rose immediately turned her attention to the monitors. She searched them, finding one with River and Amy on stage staring down an Angel who had its hand raised and pointing toward them.

Pulling her phone away from her ear, Rose moved to the computer banks, finding the keyboard, bringing up controls on the monitor beside the one showing the women. She turned on the audio, two ways, and hoped beyond hopes it wouldn't startle them into a blink.

"Amy," She said, and the Angel shifted just a bit closer to them. "River, what's happening."

"Rory," Amy said. "He's gone, it took Rory."

~DWDWDW~

Amy woke up to her husband hovering over her.

"Rory," She said, throwing her arms around him despite the pounding in her head. He brought her close to him, and she thought he breathed her in.

"Figure's we'd go on vacation with those two and wind up getting … teleported or something. And whacked on the head, can't forget that part." He said with a bit of humor in his voice.

Amy chuckled. "Yeah, will be feeling that in the morning. Ugh." She said as she shifted out of his arms to look around them. "Where are we?"

"I have no idea." He said as they got to their feet. "All I know is that I was bringing the coffee back, heard something behind me, felt something touch my neck that made me drop the tray and then …. How did you get here? And where's Rose and the Doctor?"

"We went looking for you." She said. "Mighta dashed ahead of them. Kinda eager to get to you."

"Well, we're together now." Rory said, taking another look around. "Together and trapped."

"How do you know we're trapped?" She asked as she moved to the door. "Did you try the knob?" She clutched it and gave it a turn, opening the door and finding her breath coming up short. "Holy …. Rory, don't blink."

"Why?" He asked as Amy stared at the Weeping Angel that was staring at her.

"Because I know those things. Their Weeping Angels, they … they're deadly, and powerful, and only really killed with an explosion, and are only stone when you look at them, and the Doctor is terrified of them." Amy tried to explain.

"Terrified?" Rory mocked.

"Properly uncomfortable with them." She snapped back, trying very hard not to blink.

"Right, so, we just have to keep looking at it. But what's blinking got to do with anything, how fast can something move in a blink?"

Amy was struggling against just that, and the last of her strength faded out. Rory yelped, in that second she'd let her eyes slip shut, the Angel now had claws and sharp teeth bared.

"Alright, so, not gonna blink." Rory said. "But how do we get out of here if we can't not look at it?"

"The Mirror!" River's voice called out, and Amy resisted the urge to look for her. "Mum, Dad, get the mirror off the door."

Amy didn't dare move, but sensed Rory doing what their daughter recommended. With a heave, he plucked it off the wall.

"Keep it pointed toward the Angel." River said, her voice getting closer. "Back into the room."

Amy obeyed, Rory stepping in front of her and brandishing the mirror like a shield.

She heard a shuffle, and after it stopped, River came into view. "Prop the mirror against the wall and come with me." She waved them along.

Amy stepped out of the way, still keeping her eyes on the Angel while Rory propped the mirror up, pointed toward the creature. Once it was settled she ran for the door. River closed it once they all exited, and pulled out something that looked a lot like a pen and pointed to the lock.

It whirred.

"Your pen is … sonic?" Rory asked, pointing to it.

"Yeah," River said with a smile. "A birthday present of sorts from the Doctor."

"Okay." Rory said with a nod before turning to Amy. "Our child gets sonic devices from the Doctor. That's a future we can look forward to."

Amy noticed the slight tense in River's shoulders, but it lasted such a short amount of time she wondered if she'd even seen it.

"So what are they, exactly?" Rory asked as River turned back toward them.

"Weeping Angels are creatures of time. Normally they send you back through time and feed of the temporal energy it creates. Essentially, it eats up your tomorrows."

"So you don't die, you just sorta get … moved. That's not terrible, especially for us. Friends and parents of time travelers." He countered with a grin.

River smiled and chuckled, eyes crinkling a little, showing lines that Amy hadn't noticed before. She grinned, warmed at the sight of her daughter all grown up, realizing more than she'd like how much Melody already looked like her future self.

"We should probably get going." She said to the both of them. "Rose went to get the Doctor, and I think we'll be able to get out of here once she does."

"What about the Angels?" Amy asked. "How are we going to avoid them. Gotta be more than just the one in there, yeah?"

"I encountered some, but they were moving away from here toward something. Maybe Rose did something to attract their attention." She tilted her head. "We can cut across the stage, it'll be faster that way."

River led them digging around in her top before pulling out something that looked like a cell phone. She did a couple taps on the screen as she brought them to a stage covered in dust and debris that Amy found she had to cautiously step around.

"Got Mum and Dad." River said quite suddenly. Amy turned to smile at Rory trailing behind, pride for Melody swelling so much she wanted to share it with her husband.

As he grinned, he vanished, replaced in her line of sight with an Angel.

"Rory!" Amy cried out, forcing her eyes to stay open and look at the Angel in front of them.

"Amy, River, what's happening?" Rose's voice came from somewhere above, causing Amy to blink a touch. The Angel crept closer.

"Rory," Amy said. "He's gone, it took Rory."

"Where is he?" The Doctor's voice viciously asked, and before Amy could respond, someone else did.

"I don't know." Miss Smith's voice replied. "But the temporal markers have spiked."

Silence.

"What does that mean, Doctor?" Amy asked, losing her battle in not blinking. "Temporal markers, what does that mean!?" She cried out, accidentally blinking. Nothing happened, and she realized her and Melody were fighting the same urge and somehow didn't cave at the same time.

"It means … he's been sent back. Through time."

"When?" She demanded.

"I don't know." His voice came through shakily.

Amy took a deep breath. "Alright, okay. So … so if this Angel touches me…."

"Amy, no." He said.

"If it touches me will I go back to the same time and place as him?" She asked, voice strong as her heart picked up speed and tears threatened to spill.

"Yes," The Doctor said. "Yes, the same Angel will send you back to the same place and time, but Amy …."

"No!" She said, shaking her head. "No, listen. Together or not at all, right? That's what marriage is. So … so I go back, and we wait for you together. And you come find us, Raggedy Man. You come and find us, and don't you dare be late, you got that?"

There was a pause. "And if you create fixed time? If you make it so we can't get you?"

"Together." She said firmly. "Or not at all. All the things we've seen and done with you, and one thing I learned was he and I belong together. The Universe depended on it at one point, and I will be damned if it doesn't stay that way. Melody," She reached behind her, waiting to feel her daughter's hand. "It'll be okay, right?" She asked softly, hoping that the Doctor and Rose wouldn't hear. "You've lived through this, you know."

She felt Melody kiss her hand. "Spoilers." She said in a shuddering breath that took Amy's out of her lungs.

She nodded once, sucking all the air in her lungs she could while knowing in a moment the air would be different, and it wouldn't be one she shared with her daughter.

"Raggedy Man, Wolf Girl." She smiled, "Goodbye."

Amy closed her eyes, and the world spun.

~DWDWDW~

The moment Amy vanished from the stage, River lifted her arm, compact blaster in hand, and fired three shots at the Angel. "I'll be right there." She said coldly, turning and continuing the way she was heading.

The Doctor turned and looked at the woman in the chair, his body taut, fists clenched, eyes revealing the storm.

She laughed. "Oh and look at you." She said, all too pleased with herself. "Here's the real you, isn't it? The one who …."

"If you say 'killed your sister', I'm going to…." He raged, teeth gritted as he got in her face.

And Rose didn't stop him, couldn't stop him, not remembering what she did now.

"I meet you? Properly meet you when you change?" She asked, trying to be subtle in her curiosity.

The light in the Doctor's eyes told her he knew what she was fishing for. "You're still with me now." He said.

"Then how can you be missing me, hmm?" She challenged.

He smiled wide. "Rose Tyler, you know I wouldn't risk you seeing your future like that." He tucked her hair behind her ear, and the fact that the gesture felt like habit allowed relief to settle into her. "We just lost a pair of companions, and it was more difficult and sudden than usual. You and River went to break it to Jenny, and I just couldn't bare to see her hearts break."

She had remembered before, when he first found the clothes he wore now, but the rest came without resistance. His casual mention of Jenny that he later had to correct and hide as to not let the future slip. But most of all, she remembered how heartbroken he was.

Swallowing back the lump in her throat, Rose kept her own heartache tucked away where he couldn't sense it.

"Going to what?" The woman taunted. "Oh please, show me, Doctor. How does one of the 'good ones' react to such a situation, hmm? I warned you that your loved ones would be picked off, one by one. It's just a shame that Angel was destroyed before it could get to the others."

"Oh yes," River's voice came from the doorway, as cold and even as the Doctor's. "A real shame." River came around, stood in front of the woman in the chair, and pointed the blaster at the woman. River's arm was steady, and there was a slight pout to her lips as she glared down the woman. "You're the reason. I always wondered, and no one ever told me the real, full story, because I was here when it happened. But now I do. Now I know that it's you who made me live out the rest of my life without my proper parents."

"Melody, shut up." The Doctor snapped and the woman in the chair paled.

"No," She said, shaking her head. "No, it can't be. You're not Melody, my Melody."

"No, I am not your Melody." River said with a dark, sickly sweet smile. "I'm their Melody. I'm a child of the TARDIS, born in a century that was not my own, raised by time travelers because a psycho bitch tried to make me a weapon against the man I love as a father. The only thing you ever gave me was damage."

Rose waited for the woman to say something, but she didn't. She merely stared at River with pain and regret.

"What's you name?" River asked her.

"Why should I say?" The woman countered.

"Because putting 'Her' on a tombstone doesn't make it final enough, what's your name?" River said as she charged the blaster.

She didn't answer, merely staring at River and breathing heavily.

"Fine," River said, looking away. "Mum, Dad, I'm going to need a moment, please." She asked kindly, and Rose nodded numbly.

The Doctor took longer to consent, taking Rose's hand and pulling her out the room.

In the hall, broken stone and rock dust littered the floor, the Angels that followed Rose completely destroyed. As she looked about the mess, she heard a laser shot from back inside the room. Rose risked a peek at the Doctor, but the storm was still raging. If she didn't know any better, Rose wondered if maybe he'd have fired the shot himself.

"You remembered something," He said as he shifted his gaze and met her eye. "Something that relates to events here and now."

Rose nodded. "Yeah."

"Well forget it, we're getting them back." He said, heading down the corridor.

"But Doctor."

"No!" He whirled around and yelled, body shaking with the effort. "No, I refuse to accept what you're remembering, what Melody said in there. I refuse to believe that she has managed to take anything from me!" He shook, calming only a fraction. "We are going to the TARDIS, and we are going to get them back!" He looked past her to the doorway. "You know, don't you? When they were taken back to."

Rose looked at Melody over their shoulder.

She nodded. "They were brought back to 1938. But, Doctor …."

"No."

"Dad."

"I said 'no'!" He stormed off, and Rose followed as quick as she could.

They tore through Manhattan on foot, finding they weren't brought all that far away from Central Park. They headed straight for the TARDIS, parked near The Mall and looking part of the park.

Rose said nothing as they headed inside, figuring that perhaps it was best to let the Doctor do his thing, set the coordinates and flip the switch before speaking up.

"You left our daughter behind." She said simply. "Their daughter, too. Think that will go over well?"

"Melody has a Vortex Manipulator, she'll be fine." He said, the words curt but without edge. "I can't … I can't accept that this is the end for them, for us, for her. Time can be rewritten."

"But, Doctor …."

"Please," He said, coming over and gripping Rose's shoulders. There was grief in his eyes that broke her heart, and she cupped both his cheeks in return. "Please, we can't lose them like this. They're our family, Rose. We spend holidays and weekends with them, we lived the slow path with them next door, we can't lose them. Forget, please, please forget what you remember because this has to be the one time we can rewrite events."

She stroked his cheeks with her thumbs, wiping away the tears that leaked out, and kissed him gently.

The TARDIS landed, and the Doctor stepped back and dried his eyes. Straightening his waist coat and his bow tie, he headed for the doors.

Rose followed.

He opened them with confidence, and she stepped outside with him.

They were in a back garden, white picket fence around the parameter. There was a sandbox and a football, and a swing set where a little boy was being pushed by his mother.

Her hair was red, with large curls that framed her face. She wore a simple dress in pale blue, and smiled at them with painted red lips.

"Raggedy Man," Amy said, smile growing. "You're late."

A/N: Tomorrow we get the last 2 parts.

Thank you to all the readers, favoriters, followers, and reviewers.

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Thank you all for leaving word.

Tomorrow will likely come the end. Ever the Same will be out in about a week tops, and then ... well, couple months and a new story will come up. Might do one shots here and there.

Until tomorrow.