Wanderer of Time: Darkness Within

by Tinker16

The powers within have been steadily growing, buying time until the moment of remembrance. The moment swiftly approaches. Wanda's fears are coming to a head as she realizes what has been living inside her has only one purpose in the universe. And it holds no qualms in destroying any who gets in its way, even those who Wanda loves. (Part Three of the Wanderer of Time trilogy)

37. Ch 37: The Two Thousand Year Wait

Well, good day there, readers. ;)

I hope things have been going well for everyone lately. Been fighting a cold myself. Or maybe it's the flu. Not sure, but it's not fun either way. I just hope that none of you are as sick as me. And if you are, then I hope this new chapter will help brighten your day just a little. :)

Enjoy!

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Chapter 37: The Two Thousand Year Wait

Wanda shivered so much that her teeth chattered together. She panted sharply through her teeth, making herself hyperventilate from her panic and fright. It was dark in the box. So very dark. She wished that there was at least some light. As if reading her mind, the white light within the Pandorica flickered on. The box gave a small hum as the electronics within ran. Though, it sounded all wrong to her. She only wanted to hear the TARDIS's hum. To feel the motherly blanket of warmth surround, to keep her comforted and let all other worries leave her. Now, however, all she felt was the cold bite of the metal seat she was locked in and the still, chilled air around her. With a layer of fear and anxiety right on top of the coldness she felt. All she could wonder was if she were going to be awake the entire time within the box. Always aware of her imprisonment. Alive, conscious, with her life being locked into place within the Pandorica. Never aging. Never changing. Would an eternity pass outside the box and it only feel to her as though seconds had passed? Or would seconds have passed outside and it be an eternity for her within? Which was worse?

Taking in a deep, trembling breath, she slowly calmed herself, knowing it was not good to lose her head. She needed to keep calm and think. Think. Think, think, think, think, think. She tried banging her head against the backside of the chair. But the shoulder clamps made it impossible for her to move her head very much. She looked around the small room she had been placed into. Nothing much to go on. Just a metal prison in a box. There was some space between the walls and the chair she sat on. But not by much. Maybe just enough for a person to squeeze into.

She stared back at the creased wall in front of her, knowing that by now the universe had ended and . . . and all that was right outside the Pandorica were . . . No. No, she could not think it. He . . . he could not be dead. He just could not be dead. He had to be alive. Maybe . . . Maybe he had thought of something at the last minute? Protected himself in some way? It was the Doctor, after all. Her brilliant, idiotic, amazing husband. Who she was going to kiss as soon as she made it out of here. Right?

She slumped in her seat, knowing the chances of her making out of here were slim. Things had changed. Time rewritten. It was the Doctor meant to be placed into the Pandorica. Not her. Definitely not her. But . . . from the way the Daleks, Cybermen, and Sontarans had spoken . . . Did she deserve this? To be locked away where no one can be hurt by her? To keep the universe safe from the dreadful harm she could and would cause? No. No, she could not think like that. She had to keep herself together. Yes, she was something beyond deadly and dangerous. Yes, there may be times where she might lose control and hurt someone. But she was not going to let that control her. Control her life. She would gain control of this. Keep in line the powers inside of her. She would make certain never to cause whatever great chaos others were afraid of. What others assumed to would make happen. She would always fight back against the madness, the darkness, within in her and keep to the light. She was not a monster.

And she had to tell him. She should have told him. It was stupid of her to keep her pregnancy a secret from him. From her love, her Theta. He had to know about their growing child. She might not tell him right away during the moment of the universe reboot. But, she swore, as soon as this adventure was over, whether she transport away to a future Doctor or past one, she was going to tell him. For he deserved to know of his child. He deserved to know what their love had created and what was going to come for them in their future. Their future together as a time travelling family.

The Pandorica made a loud click, making her jolt in her seat in shock. The crease in front of her began creaking open slowly. The white light increased in intensity as the box was revealing someone standing right outside the open, opening it. Wanda beamed, feeling overjoyed as she knew it was the Doctor. He had pulled through, just as he always did. How could she have ever doubted him? Ever doubted that the day could still be saved and that everything would be all right? But then her smile dropped when she saw it was Rory the Roman standing outside the box when the doors finally made a loud thunk, fulling open. The man stared at her in bewilderment as he lowered the hand pointing the green-tipped sonic screwdriver. The clamps and restraints around her opened as well, letting her breath more easily than from before.

"Hey, Rory. Good to see you again. How's the end of the universe been treating you?" Wanda joked lightly, holding a tense grin as she remained in her seat. Unsure on whether or not she wanted to get up to see the outcome within the chamber of the Pandorica. Whatever might have happened to those who had been standing there moments ago . . . she feared what had become of them all.

"Uhh . . .hi," Rory responded awkwardly. "Not good, so far. I've had better days." Wanda nodded in agreement.

"Yeah. Yeah, much better days, yeah," she replied, keeping her voice as casual as possible. She began snickering at their silly light conversation, acting as though the universe had not just exploded into nothing. Throwing back her head, she then began laughing hysterically.

"Okay . . . and now she's laughing," muttered Rory, shaking his head in disbelief. "Why are you laughing?"

"Because, don't you see?! I'm in the box! I'm Jill in the box, when it's supposed to be Jack in the box!" She pointed at herself, giggling uncontrollably. "It was me, the entire time. Little old me who everyone wanted to lock away. Why? Psshh, as if I know. Well, no, I do know. I just didn't really think I was that important to be locked away. Now, the Doctor, he's the important one. But nope! It was me! Ha! I bet no one saw that coming!" She continued to laugh like a maniac.

Rory shifted on his feet, uncomfortable by the Time Lady's unhinged behaviour. "Uh, Wanda, I don't think now's the best time—."

"Rory—Rory, slap me." Wand continued to giggle uncontrollably, shaking her head with a watery smile on her face.

Rory blinked, glancing around as if wonder if she were talking to someone else. "What?"

Wanda waved a hand, still laughing and struggling for breath. "Quick. Slap me."

"Uh . . . All right." Rory stepped forward and gave her a sharp smack on the face.

Her laughed died instantly as she gave a long sigh in relief. "Thanks. I needed that. Think I was losing it there for a minute."

Rory nodded in agreement as he stepped back from her. "Yeah. Just a bit."

Wanda stepped out of the Pandorica, gazing around the dark room. Just as she knew would happen, all those species within the chamber had turned to stone. Froze like fossilized figures. Many had crumbled into nothing, or melted into the floor itself. Two of the Daleks were almost perfectly preserved. Figures they would be all fine and dandy. For the most part, anyway.

"What are they?" Rory asked the Time Lady as they gazed around at the stone creatures.

"They were all living creatures. But I suppose they're just fossils now," Wanda replied as she walked around the stone Daleks, observing them. "With the universe being erased from time, whole races have been deleted from existence. They, like the universe, never happened."

"So how can we be here?" questioned Rory skeptically. "What's keeping us safe?" Wanda walked over to face him.

"You know how there's a hurricane, causing massive destruction throughout it, but in the eye everything's sunny and just peachy? Well, that's us. We're in the eye," Wanda explained to him. "Though, don't think that it will last forever. Soon, the rest of the hurricane will catch up. Making us all burn out, too." She frowned for a moment, then her eyes widened as she realized she had not immediately ask Rory the most important question. "Rory, where's the Doctor? Have you seen him? Where is he?" She looked wildly around the room, hoping that the Time Lord was being silly again, hiding away and ready to jump out from behind a fossilized figure, shouting 'surprise!' and all of that.

But she was missing it. The obvious stone figure crouching on the ground just feet from her. Rory's face dropped as he knew she might actually see it, but was refusing to believe it. He reached forward gently, placing a comforting hand on her shoulder. He had seen the figure the moment he had walked into the chamber. Something which had disturbed him and caused him to be greatly saddened. Something which he knew would be much worse for the Time Lady next to him.

"Wanda . . . I'm sorry," Rory said quietly in remorse. Wanda swallowed thickly, knowing why he was saying sorry. But she did not want to see it. Did not wish to look upon the scene right in front of her. However, she knew she must.

Eyes slowly travelling to the one stone figure kneeling on the floor, with arm pointed out as though grasping desperately for someone out of his reach and eyes shut tight, she gazed upon the fossilized creature with her hearts shattering. It was the Doctor. Frozen in place as if he had been yelling and reaching for Wanda who had been trapped within the Pandorica. Arms wrapped tightly around her middle, she scooted forward little by little. When she stood in front of her stone husband, she fell to her knees with a broken sob. Tears trailing down her face as she shakily reached for him, cupping his face as she wept.

"N-n-o-o. No. No, no, no," she pleaded in desperation, her voice quivering with every breath, every word. "T-Theta. No, Theta." She let out a loud sob as she wrapped her arms around the stone figure, sobbing against the hard shoulder of the Doctor's as she held him in despair. "I-I'm-m s-s-so so-orry. I'm sorry. Sorry. This—this is all my fault. I killed you." She felt Rory come over beside her, kneeling on the ground as he placed a firm hand on her shoulder.

"This isn't your fault, Wanda," he told the sobbing Time Lady. "If anyone's a killer . . . that'd be me."

Wanda sniffled, pulling away from the Doctor to stare at Rory with red puffy eyes. "W-what?"

The man held a broken, down casted gaze. "I killed Amy. I-I couldn't stop myself. I tried. I swear, I tried with everything. But I couldn't stop."

"Amy will be fine, Rory. I promise," Wanda assured the man through her thick tears, wanting to comfort him and make certain that misery did not overtake him. Did not want misery to overcome him the same way it was coursing through her, making it impossible for her to even wish to be alive in that moment.

Looking away from him, Wanda continued to stare at the stone figure of the Doctor in front of her. Thumbing at the Time Lord's rough cheeks as her eyes turned dull. Misery taking her over completely as she felt so empty inside. Why did it have to be him? Why was it not her instead? She would give anything to take his place. Or even Amy's. To keep her precious family alive and happy. Even though she knew she could not think like that for she had to remain alive for her child. It was a selfish thought in wishing she could be with the Doctor in such a way when she needed to stay strong for her growing future. But the thoughts and feelings were still there in wanting to die in the wake of her sorrow. Follow after her Theta in the afterlife . . .

"I should be dead," Wanda stated again blankly. Her eyes widened in realization. "I should be dead."

"No, Wanda, don't say that," Rory began to argue. But he was surprised when the Time Lady turned sharply towards him, beaming in glee.

"No, don't you see, Rory? I should be dead! But I'm not!" she exclaimed in pure joy.

Rory was taken back, leaning away as he truly began to worry about her sanity. "Uhh . . Should I slap you again?"

Wanda rolled her eyes, shaking her head. "No, silly. That's it. I should be dead. When the Doctor dies, I die. But I'm not dead, don't you see?"

Rory frowned, shaking his head in bewilderment. "No. Not really. Why would you be dead if he is?"

"Spoilers for another time. Just know that it's true." She looked at the Time Lord, then back again at Rory as she realized something else. "I never asked. How did you manage to get me out?"

"You gave me this." Rory handed over the green-tipped sonic. The Doctor's screwdriver.

Wanda let out a gleeful sound, grabbing the tool and giving it a kiss. "Ha! Don't you know what this means, Rory?"

"No. What does it mean?" He watched as the Time Lady moved the sonic over the Doctor's chest, pressing the device over the fossilized tweed blazer. There was a great spark emitted from the sonic in the Time Lady's hand, making her pull it away from the frozen Doctor.

"It means that the Doctor still has a future. He's still alive!" Wanda practically leaped forward and gave the stone figure of the Doctor a large kiss. Overjoyed in knowing he was fine.

"How does that prove he's alive?"

"Because the only way future me could have gotten his sonic, the same one trapped within his jacket under that stone, is if I figured out how to bring him back." Wanda jumped up, beginning to pace. "I mean, he's dead. But he's not dead. He's just in a . . . in a stasis of sorts. Preserved like a bug in amber. Bad analogy I know, but it's the best I can think of right now." She stopped in her pacing, snapping her fingers wildly at Rory as she had a sudden thought. "So, I, future me, gave you this sonic after suddenly appearing to you in a flash. She used a Vortex manipulator." She glanced over her shoulder, seeing that River had left her bag with the manipulator in it on the ground just outside the Pandorica. Surprisingly, still fine and in one piece. "What did future me say to you?"

Rory stood up, pondering over what future Wanda had said to him. "She told me to unlock the Pandorica, and said to tell you something, um . . . Right. She said: 'Remember Han Solo.' No idea what that means."

Wanda beamed, clapping her hands together as she bounced up and down. "Ha! You see! I was right! Stasis!"

Rory shook his head, clearly at a loss. "I don't understand. What does that have anything to do with the Doctor?"

"Remember that movie. Oh, what was it called," she snapped her fingers, closing her eyes as she tried remembering before clapping her hands once she had the movie's name, "Star Wars! That's the one. It was the second—no wait, technically fifth. I forget the movies go out of order of release dates. Anyway, moving on. Han Solo is a character in the movie who gets frozen in carbonite. Sort of a metal alloy substance. The carbonite encased around the character, freezing him in time, placing him in a suspended animation. Keeping him untouchable and safe." Wanda dug through her overcoat pocket, pulling out a stethoscope. Placing it in her ears and holding the end piece to the Doctor's stone chest, she closed her eyes, listening with all her might. She smiled as she heard it. A very, very faint four beats. The Doctor's hearts doing just enough to have him alive and well during his sleep within his frozen state.

"He's alive," Wanda concluded after removing the stethoscope and placing it back into her pocket.

"Okay," Rory responded, still confused on why she was acting so happy, "and what do we do, then? We can't exactly wake him up, now can we?"

Wanda sat back on her heels, humming as she tried remembering what exactly could be done to reawaken something from the fossilized state. Glancing over her shoulder, the white light within the Pandorica caught her eye. "We put him in there." She pointed at the box, standing up to go around the back of the Doctor.

"What's the Pandorica going to do?"

"It holds restorative light. That white light there. It will bring him back to life. Not sure by how much, but . . . it's all we have to go on for now." She began trying to lift the stiff Doctor from the ground, grunting from the heavy weight of the stone encasing around the Time Lord. Rory went forward, helping her lift the awkward figure up. They scooted over to the Pandorica, lying the Doctor down on his side into the box in a small corner by the seat within. It was a tight fit. But it was perfect enough for the Time Lord to be nestled within. Safe and sound.

"All right. So we just let him sit here for a while, yeah?" Rory asked the Time Lady once they stepped back from the Pandorica. Observing the awkward space the Doctor took up on the floor of the box.

"That's the plan. Only I don't know how long he needs to be in there before the light can restore him properly," Wanda explained, shaking her head as she truly had no clue if this would indeed work. She could only pray and keep her fingers crossed that it did. "It could take a few minutes. A few hours. A few years. Maybe a couple thousand years."

She pinched her thumb nervously, really starting to think this might not work. But it just had to. She had seen the Doctor arriving to the scene of the Byzantium. He had come from rebooting the universe. And even Amy had told her once that the Doctor had done so. So . . . it just had to work. If it did not, then Wanda did not know what she would do. But she had to keep fighting for him, had to keep moving on to help save everyone, to save the universe. For her Doctor. For her unborn child. Rubbing at her stomach, she held a nervous gaze, hoping the baby within, and the Doctor, would be all right in the end after all of this.

"A thousand years?" Rory questioned in astonishment.

"Two thousand to be exact. Well, actually it'll be one thousand eight hundred ninety-four years, but close enough to two thousand," Wanda clarified. She went over to the manipulator River had left behind, grabbing it and placing it on her wrist. Getting ready for the trip ahead. She then turned around, marching to the stone steps. "Come on. Time to get Amy now."

Rory hurried after her, going up the steps at a fast pace to keep up with her. "You said Amy will be fine. How can she be fine? Is she not dead?"

"Oh, no, she's dead. Very much so. But it doesn't mean that she'll stay dead. She is Amy, after all. Just as stubborn in death as you are." Wanda and Rory both made it up to the cold night air above at Stonehenge level. Not that far away from the opening that led to the Pandorica chamber was Amelia Pond. She lay on the ground, covered with an old Roman tarp. Unmoving and lifeless. It tore at Wanda to see the companion in such a state. The only thought keeping her together was knowing that Amy would be fine in the end. Safe and sound as ever.

The two came around the red head, kneeling beside the girl as she laid almost peacefully on the ground. Wanda pulled back the tarp over her, leaning down to give a tender kiss on the companion's forehead. Rory petted Amy's head in a caress. Being even more gentle than Wanda with the love of his life.

"You never did explain what I am or how I'm alive," Rory said quietly as they sat kneeled around Amy. Wanda pulled her eyes away from the sad scene of the dead girl, staring at Rory instead.

"It was those who had tricked the Doctor into coming here," Wanda explained softly. "They used Amy's memories. Very powerful memories. Her thoughts, feelings, taking an imprint. Which ended up taking a little more than they intended when they created you from her mind. Giving you a heart and soul inside of that plastic body of yours."

"So . . . I'm plastic?"

"An Auton to be exact."

Rory shook his head, trying to get that idea wrapped around his head. "But I'm Rory Williams. I know I am."

"Of course you are," Wanda agreed, giving him a warm smile. "Amy's love, her memories, are much stronger than anyone can ever manage. They can bring back the forgotten and give those lost life once again."

They both moved Amy's body as carefully as possible down into the chamber beyond Stonehenge, taking her into the Pandorica and placing her in the seat within. They used the clamps to lock her into place so that she would not fall off the seat. Reaching to the girl's temples, Wanda closed her eyes as she concentrated. Sending Amy a message of everything that had happened so far for when the girl would finally awaken in the future. Then, Wanda placed the Doctor's sonic from the future into Amy's inner pocket of her coat. Stepping back from the Pandorica, there was a small smile on Wanda's face as she felt proud of herself for a moment. Gladden that she had gotten better at keeping calm, figuring out plans, and even using her mental abilities better than she used to. Holding one last fleeting glance at the sleeping Amy and the frozen Doctor, Wanda lifted her arm, pointing her own sonic screwdriver at the Pandorica and making the box slam shut, locking away others within for the second time that night.

"Amy will wake up once the box gets a scan of her DNA and it will then restore her completely. Good as new," Wanda explained quietly to the Centurion next to her. "She'll wake up as if time had never passed at all. Which, being in the box, it won't necessarily. Time doesn't touch those within the Pandorica." She then walked over, to River's departed bag, pulling out the Vortex manipulator and strapped it on her wrist.

"And what about the Doctor?" Rory asked the blonde. Wanda let out a long breath, tugging hard at the back of her long strands of hair.

"Truthfully, I don't know for certain," she answered warily. "As I said before, he could be restored fully at any point. Or it could take just as long as it will for Amy to be brought back." She held up her wrist, beginning to type in the coordinates of where she needed to go next on the manipulator. "We're just gonna have to guess and choose on when to check up on him." Pausing in pressing the beeping buttons on the manipulator, she stared at Rory, looking sad. "I'm sorry, Rory. It's going to be a long wait for you now. I would offer you to come with me instead. Take the quicker path. But I know you don't want to leave Amy alone and unprotected."

Rory nodded firmly, holding his sheathed sword tight at his side. "I'll never leave her. Not for one second." He glanced awkwardly at the box, realizing that there was more than just his fiancée in there. "And—and the Doctor, too. I'll keep him safe for you, Wanda."

Wanda smiled, her eyes welling up as she felt so touched by the companion's devotion. "I know you will. Thank you for that." She sniffled, looking back down at her wrist. Dang her overemotional body. She was going to start crying again at this rate. "But don't think I won't leave you alone all the time. Or leave Amy or the Doctor alone. I'll check up on you every so often. Say . . . every hundred years?" She glanced at the Pandorica, feeling torn in leaving the box behind. She knew it was in good hands with Rory. But . . . she did not wish to leave her Theta behind. Trapped in the box for so long without her there to comfort him. To whisper him lullabies, hug him when he needed it, and chase away any nightmares he might have.

Swallowing heavily, she hurriedly walked over to Rory, giving him the biggest hug she could muster in showing just how truly grateful she was in him keeping the Doctor and Amy safe. Rory was a true companion through and through. The Centurion returned the hug, patting the blonde girl on the back for reassurance for them both. Stepping away from Rory, she watched as he slowly put on his helmet, standing at attention, ready to guard the Pandorica with his life.

"Be careful, Rory," Wanda told him. "Remember, you're plastic now. You won't die of old age, but you can still be harmed through the rough years ahead. Avoid heat and radio signals as best you can." Rory nodded with determination written all across his face.

"Don't worry. I died once. I don't plan on dying again," he replied firmly.

Wanda nodded as well, giving him one last smile before hitting the activation button on the Vortex manipulator, making her vanish in a flash.

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As Wanda had promised, every hundred years she would appear, right next to Rory and the Pandorica. At the ready to help him with whatever the Roman needed, and to check up on the Doctor within the Pandorica. Countless times, Wanda helped Rory keep the box safe, pulling it away from danger just in the nic of time. She kept the plastic man from harm as well. Repairing him whenever he needed it, fixing him up for the better each time. And with each time, right before she would leave again, she would open the Pandorica for a brief moment. Checking over the Doctor within to make certain he was still pulling through all right. It was a very slow process, but Rory and Wanda saw the stone encasing around the Time Lord was peeling off little by little. Still keeping the Time Lord deeply asleep. Still keeping him alive in his suspended state.

These checkups would end with Wanda giving the Doctor a kiss on the cheek, and Rory kissing Amy on the head. Each of them sending their love to the ones within the Pandorica. Then, Wanda would close the massive box up once more and was off again for the next hundred years. Never did she stay for very long. But with each visit, Rory was grateful to have a friend there for him. As each time the Time Lady and the Roman grew to depend on each other in them protecting their lovers. A bond that they would always share and cherish now forever as the closest of friends. Each having their small victory together in knowing each moment meant a closer time of their reunion with Amy and the Doctor.

Until, finally, the day the Pandorica opened for the last time.

Wanda arrived with a flash of light in the middle of the National Museum of modern day London. Looking around the room she was in with interest, she saw that she was in the centre of a strange animal exhibit. Dinosaurs were shown in the Ice Age while penguins were in the safari. Weird. Shaking her head, the blonde hurried off to find out where Rory or the Pandorica would be. Spotting the sign for the exhibit for the Pandorica, she went the quick route and made it to the box just in time as a young Amelia Pond, wearing red wellies and navy peacoat, touched the large stone box. Wanda beamed as the Pandorica clunked loudly, turning green on the sides for a moment before opening up fully to shine out a brilliant white light. Amy Pond within gasped, snapping her eyes open as she panted, staring with wide eyes at little Amelia in front of her. The clamps opened up, allowing Amy to stumble out of the box and fall to the floor on the other side of the red velvet rope of the exhibit.

"Are you all right?" asked little Amelia as she stared at her older self in awe.

"Oh, she'll be fine. She's Amelia Pond after all," Wanda spoke up, bouncing over to the two in excitement. Amy blinked at the sight of the blonde Time Lady beaming away at her.

"You're a sight for sore eyes," Amy replied, holding a crooked grin.

"Your name's Amelia Pond, too?" questioned little Amelia suddenly, appearing very confused and lost as to what was happening. Amy and Wanda glanced at the girl, at each other, then back to the child.

"Yeah, complicated," Amy finally responded, standing up on wobbling feet. Wanda went over, helping the girl stay balanced as she adjusted to being alive again. The ginger began staring wildly around, searching for a certain someone. "Where's Rory?"

"You mean the old man?" Wanda replied cheekily, smirking at the funny nickname she had started calling Rory many centuries ago. Teasing him every time with the name as he was truly ancient by this point. "He should be somewhere around here. Helped him become a night guard for the place. Not as complicated as helping him through the Blitz. Now that, that was not fun." Wanda helped the girl wander over to a nearby panel that played a video describing the Pandorica and the Centurion who kept it safe for over two thousand years.

"Rory. Oh, Rory," Amy breathed shakily, crying as she saw the video.

"Amy!"

The trio staring at the video turned around when they heard a man call over to them. Amy gasped, stunned when seeing Rory standing there shining a torch at them, wearing a security guard uniform.

"Hey, look, it's the old man!" Wanda waved merrily at the man, giving a cheeky smile.

"Shut up," Rory mumbled humourously, rolling his eyes in fake exasperation. Rory and Amy's faces lit up with the brightest smile as they rushed at each other, meeting halfway in front of the Pandorica and giving each other the largest hug ever. They both began crying and kissing in their shared joy. Wanda giggled happily, glad that they were together again and were so joyful. Then, the kissing became a little . . . 'passionate' between the two companions. Blushing, Wanda hurriedly covered little Amelia's eyes with her hand as the child seemed confused by what was going on.

"Keep it child-friendly you two!" Wanda scolded them. Amy and Rory pulled away, awkwardly stepping back from each other, though still holding hands.

"Where's the Doctor?" Amy asked curiously, eyes searching around for the certain Time Lord.

Wanda's eyes widened in alarm as she realized how idiotic she had been as to not check up on her husband. That should have been the first thing she did. She was such a terrible wife! Her mind went into a panic as she ran back over to the Pandorica. Squeezing into the small space beside the large chair, she kneeled down next to the Time Lord who was still laying on his side on the floor. All of the stone was off of him now, completely de-fossilized. He had curled up somewhat during his deep slumber. With the one arm still pointed outward, though now bent up towards his head. His face was relaxed and calm as he breathed in and out ever so quietly. If she did not know any better, she would have thought the Doctor was resting peacefully.

She turned him over onto his back as gentle as possible. Not wishing to hurt him or disturb him. Leaning down, she pressed her ear to his chest, listening intently for his hearts. They were beating. But they were still far too slow and quiet.

"He should have woken up," Wanda mumbled as she moved her head from his chest. Stroking his face as she felt her hearts racing in fear. All the worst possible outcomes went through her mind and she felt like hyperventilating again. Gulping, she knew she had to remain calm. Stay calm for him.

"I thought you said the Padorica would revive him?" Rory asked from behind Wanda. He, Amy, and little Amelia stood just behind the Time Lady. Observing the way her shoulders trembled as she checked over her Time Lord. Even though her voice was calm and collected, Rory could tell that the blonde was on a stage of giving into despair.

"It did. Just not as much as it should have," Wanda concluded, swallowing heaviliy as she felt ready to sob in her misery. What was the point of moving forward if she did not have her Theta with her? Shaking her head, she tried ridding herself of these thoughts as she hummed, thinking quick on what could have happened to the Doctor. "Maybe . . . maybe he had placed himself into a coma just before he had been fossilized? Yes . . . Yes, that has to be it." Wanda began hurriedly digging through the Doctor's inner pocket on his jacket while Rory and Amy stared at her in puzzlement.

"He's in a coma?" Rory questioned.

"He can place himself in a coma?" echoed Amy, even more puzzled than Rory as her brows furrowed. "Why would he do that?"

"It was quick thinking on his part in a way to stay alive no matter what happened," Wanda explained to the two companions. She pulled out the Doctor's sonic screwdriver, taking the duplicate that Amy handed her when instructed to do so. "Time Lords can force their bodies into a coma in case of an emergency. As a way to preserve or heal themselves. Escaping danger."

"All right . . . So how do we get him out of his coma?" Amy questioned, beginning to worry like Wanda that the Doctor would never wake up. Wanda gulped, holding up the two duplicate sonics in her hands, aiming them at the Doctor's chest.

"Adrenaline rush," Wanda concluded in uncertainty.

"Are you sure that's going to work?" Rory quizzed skeptically.

". . . I don't know. But it's all I got," Wanda said just before she pushed the sonics to the Doctor's chest and let the two tools touch each other. They gave off the temporal energy shock, zapping into the Time Lord's chest. The four of them jumped when the Doctor let out a sharp crying gasp with eyes going wide and leaping off the ground in a flurry. Wanda fell back as he literally jumped over her and pushed past the others, running at full speed into the exhibit room. The Time Lady scrabbled up onto her feet, standing just inside the Pandorica and behind Rory, Amy, and little Amelia as they all watched the Doctor clapping his hands together and pacing wildly around.

"Wooo! I needed that! Good old shock to get the juices pumping!" he exclaimed loudly, sounding manic. He began spinning around and around. "Neurons! Electrons! Protons! Feel them all buzzing! I could race to the moon and back! Might do that someday. Love to try it. Feel like dancing, too. Love a good dance. Haven't danced in ages! I could do the waltz, the tango, the skippie-do! Hahaha!" He halted swiftly, staring wildly around. "No, no, what happened? Where am I? Museum? Why am I in a museum? Why is it dark? Wanda? Where's Wanda? Wanda?! Wanderer, where are you?!" He began running off towards a random hallway, becoming frantic. Wanda pushed past the companions, hurrying after him.

"Doctor! I'm here!" she shouted in joy. The Doctor stopped short and turned around, grinning from ear to ear at the sight of his Wanderer. Matching the grin on Wanda's face in seeing her Theta alive and well again.

The two of them practically flung themselves at one another. Both laughing in pure elation as the Doctor spun Wanda around and around in his happiness. Setting her back down on her feet, he then began kissing her all over her face before smashing his lips against hers. They threw their arms around each other, moaning as the Time Lord bond, their bond, flared to life like a searing flame. They held on to each other as if fearing the other would disappear in a blink. And Wanda knew that she never, ever, ever wanted to let go of him.

"God, keep it child-friendly you two," Wanda heard Amy speak up sarcastically from behind. Blushing in embarrassment as she pulled away from the Time Lord, the blonde tried to apologize for letting her emotions get the better of her when the Doctor suddenly grabbed her chin and thrust their lips against each other once more.

"Sweetie, stop it. We need to focus," Wanda said into their kiss, chortling quietly under her breath in humour at the Time Lord's zealous behaviour.

"Not on your life," muttered the Doctor, speaking in almost a growl of possessiveness. Wanda pulled away and tried turning around, but he merely pulled her back against his chest once she managed to face the others, kissing her neck with quick pecks as he rubbed at her stomach.

"You're being really clingy today, Spaceman," Wanda mumbled softly into the Doctor's ear.

He tightened his hold around her, pausing his kiss right next to her ear. "I thought I'd never see you again."

Wanda's eyes began to waver. "Yeah . . . Me, too."

The Doctor eyes softened as he felt her hand trembling on top of his that lay against her stomach. He gave her a gentle squeeze in their hold, knowing how terrified she had truly been of losing him. All jumped out of their stupor when a cry from a Dalek sounded off.

"Exterminate!"

The Doctor whipped around, seeing a fossilized looking Dalek whirling towards them from down the hall. Grabbing Wanda's hand, he yanked her back towards the companions and little Amelia, making them all run. Though, not before Wanda ran back the other way, going towards an exhibit in the corner.

"Wait! I forgot to get something," she told the group when they tried protesting her running off. She grinned merrily when she saw the red fez on a mannequin's head. Yanking it off, she went back to the Doctor with fez in hand and ran with him and the rest once more. When they managed to get into the reception room of the museum, the Time Lord slammed the door right behind them and locked it with his sonic that Wanda handed to him.

"So . . . guessing by the two Ponds," the Doctor pointed at older and little Amelia, "I'm assuming it's been about two thousand years. Is that really how long I've been out?" Instead of wasting time on talking, Wanda pressed her fingers to his temples, allowing the Doctor to see everything that she and Rory had done up to this point. What had happened to the universe, Amy, the Pandorica, and everything else. He blinked rapidly, trying to process all of this. "Oh. Oh, the light of the Pandorica. Very clever. Amy died? Well, at least she's all right now. Ah, the TARDIS and River, we'll have to correct that. And Rory, you really waited two thousand years?" The Time Lord frowned as he looked over all the memories Wanda sent him. Turning to her, he thumbed her cheek with pride, smiling warmly. "Did you really give me a kiss every hundred years?"

"Yes," she breathed, leaning into his touch as she smiled as well. He gave her another searing kiss, letting all of his love flow into her before pulling away and grabbing a mop to jam the door more tightly sealed. Wanda flipped the fez in her hands, popping it onto the Doctor's head once he turned around. "Here. Got a present for you."

Pulling it off his head in surprise, he flipped it around in his hands as well before beaming and placing it back on him. Smiling as he said, "Fez. Love a fez."

"Definitely love a fez," Wanda agreed before stepping back from him. Glancing at the other three standing in the middle of the reception area, she raised her wrist and began typing at the buttons on the Vortex manipulator. "Hold on a second. Gotta take care of something."

The Doctor frowned in immediate concern. "Wanda, no, wait a min—." But the Time Lady disappeared before he could say another word.

Wanda blinked as she suddenly arrived with a bright flash in the dark, chilly night of 102 A.D. Looking down on the ground, she saw Rory, in his Roman outfit, sitting on the grass next to a lying stone with a dead Amy in his arms. The Centurian was visibly shaken by what he had done to his love, sitting there with eyes of pure sorrow.

"Rory! Nice seeing you two thousand years from the past! Though, technically speaking, two thousand years now. Currently. Being in the past and all that," Wanda spoke up merrily, gaining the Roman's attention. "Hey, listen, don't worry about Amy. She's all fine. Well, all considering, maybe not completely fine, but good enough all the same." She beamed, finding it amusing at the man's flabbergasted expression upon the abrupt appearance of her. Then, she realized she had forgotten something. "Oh! Wait a moment! Be right back in a jiffy." Poking on the buttons on the manipulator, she appeared against two thousand years later where the Doctor, current Rory, Amy, and little Amelia were still standing in the National Museum. Wanda swiftly walked up to the Doctor, grabbing his screwdriver out of his hands. "I'll be needing that. Or, more of, past me needs it. Or past Rory. He needs it for me to need it, I suppose."

"Wanda, wait, don't—!" the Doctor tried stopping Wanda again. But once more, she teleported away and arrived back in front of two thousand years younger Rory as he blinked at the sight of her quick flashing appearance again.

"You'll be needing this," she said as she tossed the Doctor's sonic screwdriver into the man's hands. He fumbled with it after catching it, starting at the device in bewilderment. "Go get me out of Pandorica. Just point and think with the sonic and it will work. Make sure to slap me, too. That idiot needs a good slapping. She's bonkers."

"But—but you're not in the Pandorica," Rory tried arguing, tried making sense of what Wanda was rapidly rambling about.

"She, me, of the past is currently. And I'll be trapped in there forever unless you go get me out," Wanda explained as quickly as she could. "Just give her the Doctor's sonic once she gets out of the box. She'll know what to do with it afterward. Oh! And tell her, me, not to worry. Tell her, 'Remember Han Solo.' Make certain to tell her that. Remind her of Han Solo. You'll get the reference once things become clearer." Tapping rapidly at the manipulator, she jumped back into the future with the others, beaming away at them. "Well, that takes care of that. You know, I could actually get used to being able to control where I teleport to for once. It's quite fun." The Doctor marched crossly forward, yanking the device off her wrist in a huff.

"Give me that," he grounded at her. He shook the device at her sternly. "This is too dangerous to mess around with. It could have severe side effects that we don't know about."

"What are you talking about? What side effects?" Wanda asked in confusion, frowning heavily. Why was he being so . . . protective? Wait . . . did that mean he already . . .

"Spoilers," was all the Doctor replied as he placed the manipulator on his wrist. Wanda rolled her eyes, shaking her head.

"Well, someone needs to go let little Amelia know where to find us," she pointed out, pointing at the dumbfounded child next to Amy, having been completely blown away by Wanda teleporting around with bright flashes.

Going up to Amelia, the Doctor had her give him the two notes that he had made for her in getting here. Tossing the notes over his shoulder, he ran over and grabbed what he needed, writing his messages for the past. In a blink, he was gone. Then, he was back again just as fast with a drink in hand for little Amelia. Handing the drink to the child, he bounced up the stairs merrily as he just loved bouncing back and forth between time like that. Wanda was right, it was quite fun.

"What is that? How are you both doing that?" Amy asked the two Time Lords as they began going up the steps together.

"Vortex manipulator. Cheap and nasty time travel. Very bad for you," the Doctor explained hurriedly as he turned around to face the others. Still holding that excited, boyish grin of his. "I'm trying to give it up."

"Where are we going?" Amy quizzed, finding the Time Lord just as odd as ever.

"The roof," answered the Doctor, turning around to rush up the stairs again. But they all froze when someone suddenly appeared right in front of them. The flash around the person was glitchy and on the fritz. It was the Doctor himself, coughing and appearing very weak as he looked severely injured with the clothes on him blackened. There was even a small bit of smoke forming around him. The future Doctor wavered on his feet, breathing in shakily as he stared at the rest. Then, with knees buckling, he began to tumble down the stairs like a useless rag doll. Wanda hurried forward, catching the injured Doctor in her arms to keep him from falling all the way down the stairs. Lying him as gently as she could on his back, she and the rest hovered over him as the future Doctor lay still on a step. Unmoving. The current Doctor began scanning his future self over with second sonic screwdriver Wanda handed him, checking his future self over.

"Doctor, it's you," Rory spoke up, stating this in pure disbelief at the sight before them. "How can it be you?"

"Doctor, is that you?" Amy questioned, hoping that the sight before them was false and the Doctor of the future would be okay.

"Yeah, it's me. Me from the future," mumbled the Doctor as he stared his future self over. Noticing how Wanda held the future Time Lord's head in her lap and stroked his forehead in easing gestures. The Time Lord within the Time Lady's lap suddenly bolted upwards, grabbing the current Doctor and whispering rapid words into his ear before falling back and collapsing once more. Slumping into Wanda's hold as though he had passed on completely now. The current Doctor and Wanda both glanced at each other, holding knowing gazes before he jumped up from kneeling on the floor.

"Are you . . . I mean, is he . . .," Amy began to speak in uncertainty upon the sight of the seemingly dead Time Lord. "Is he dead?"

"Dead? Yes, yes. Of course he's dead," responded the Doctor, waving a hand over his shoulder in dismissal. He began hurriedly bouncing up the stairs again. "Right, I've got twelve minutes, that's good."

"Twelve minutes to live? How is that good?" questioned Amy, torn between being mournful in knowing what was going to happen to the Doctor and bewildered in how dismissive the Time Lord was being.

"Oh, you can do loads in twelve minutes. Suck a mint, buy a sledge, have a fast bath. Come on, to the roof!" The Doctor tried going off again, but once more stopped when the others simply refused to move.

"We can't leave you here dead," argued Rory.

"Oh, good. Are you in charge now?" retorted the Doctor sarcastically as he walked back towards them on the stairs. He glanced over Rory and Amy's shoulder. "So tell me, what are we going to do about Amelia?" Both Ponds, confused by this statement, turned around to see where little Amelia had gone. But all that remained of the child was the cup that Doctor had given her, lying on the ground where it had been dropped.

"Where'd she go?" Amy asked the Doctor as she and Rory hurried over to see if they could spot the child somewhere nearby.

"Amelia?" Rory even called out for the little girl.

"There is no Amelia," explained the Doctor as he walked slowly back down the stairs. "From now on, there never was. History is still collapsing."

"But how can I still be here if she's not?" Amy questioned as she and Rory walked up the stairs to meet the Doctor halfway.

"You're an anomaly. We all are," replied the Doctor, holding a serious gaze with the Ponds. "We're all just hanging on at the eye of the storm. But the eye is closing, and if we don't do something fast, reality will never have happened. Today, just dying is a result. Now, come on!" He turned to go up the stairs again but faltered in step when he realized a certain Time Lady had been very quiet. Turning back around, he saw Wanda was still holding the future Doctor's head in her lap, stroking the man's forehead as she let tears fall down her face. Walking up to her, he crouched down and held her shoulders softly. "Wanda, I'm sorry. There's nothing more we can do for him."

"I know," she mumbled as she shifted from her seat. Leaning down, she gave the future Doctor a soft kiss on the forehead before standing up, holding the current Doctor's hand tightly as they jogged up the stairs in a rush. Soon, they made it to the roof. On top of the museum, on a concrete upper level, they walked past the hissing vents of steam, going over to the edge of the building to stare at the sky above.

"What, it's morning already? How did that happen?" Amy questioned curiously as they saw the weak looking Sun overhead.

"History is shrinking. Isn't anyone listening to me?" the Doctor replied, frustrated that no one seemed to be paying attention to his words.

"No one ever listens to you, Spaceman," Wanda countered cheekily, sticking her tongue lightly at him when he threw her a pout. "But we do need to hurry. The universe is about to collapse, after all. We need to get to the TARDIS."

"And where is the TARDIS?" Rory asked Wanda. The two Time Lords glanced at each other before each slowly pointed up to the sky towards the ball of fire burning away. The replacement Sun for this version of the Earth and history. Rory frowned, unsure of why the Doctor and Wanda were pointing at the sky. "But that's the Sun."

"No, it isn't," responded the Doctor after he and Wanda lowered their pointed hand. "Total event collapse means that every star in the universe never happened. Not one single one of them ever shone."

"It's the TARDIS," Wanda said, her tone low and solemn. "It's our TARDIS burning, keeping this planet alive." She took in a shaky breath. "Poor Sexy. She saw it coming. She knew what was going to happen. But she was powerless to stop it."

"I don't understand. So, the TARDIS blew up and took the universe with it. But why would it do that? How?" Amy questioned them, trying to wrap her head around the whole situation. "And how do you know that's the TARDIS?" She pointed at the massive burning ball in the sky. The same one that they could distantly hear rumbling in its constant burning/exploding state.

"Wanda showed me," the Doctor replied easily, tapping a finger at his temple. "Memory transfer. Let me see a spoiler."

"More like you dived in and took a little bit too much of a sneak peek," Wanda muttered quietly to the Time Lord. "You sneaky cheat."

"Hush you," the Doctor responded cheekily, holding a sly grin for a second before growing serious again. "As for why and how the TARDIS went to pieces, that's a question for another day. Let's focus on getting River out of there for now, shall we."

"Wait, River?" Amy spoke up, furrowing her brows.

"River's in the TARDIS?" Rory asked, gazing up towards the burning fireball in the sky. "Does that mean she's dead now that the ships burning up?"

"No. Emergency protocols. The TARDIS seals off the control room, and places whoever's inside into a time-loop," explained Wanda, relieved in knowing River would be safe and sound.

"She is right at the heart of the explosion," added in the Doctor as he began fiddling with the manipulator on his wrist. "Should be simple enough to get to her."

"Be careful, sweetie," said Wanda, fearful that something might go wrong in him trying to get into the heart of the exploding TARDIS. He smiled, holding up a quick thumbs up before disappearing in a flash. Then reappeared once more with River right by his side. The woman let go of him the moment they were on the roof, smiling brightly at Wanda and Amy.

"Wanda! Amy!" River then blinked when seeing Rory standing next to Amy. "And the plastic Centurion?"

"It's actually Rory . . . who's sort of been made into an Auton," Wanda said, glancing over at the Roman as she frowned in thought. "Sort of complicated. Wibbly-wobbly, timey-wimey stuff. You know how it goes for us." River nodded, knowing that was the statement of the century for their lives.

"I dated a Nestene duplicate once. Swappable head. Did keep things fresh," River remarked offhandedly, walking away from the Doctor as she gave a cheeky smile at Rory. The Roman and Amy glanced at each other, seeming humoured by River's joke. River stood next to Wanda, facing the Doctor as he stood in front of the group. "Right, then. I have questions. But number one is this: what in the name of sanity have you got on your head?"

"It's a fez," defended the Doctor, holding himself proudly in wearing his new found hat. "I wear a fez now. Fezzes are cool."

"You bet they are," Wanda added in, skipping right over to him and giving him a happy kiss. "You look as silly as ever."

"And silly's good," replied the Doctor as he gave Wanda another kiss. His boyish grin as bright as ever.

"Silly is very good," Wanda agreed, giggling as she entwined their hands together and kissed him on the cheek in giddiness.

Across from the two Time Lords, River and Amy glanced at each other. Both rolled their eyes at the silly behaviour of the Time Lords. Reaching over fast, Amy grabbed the fez off the Doctor's head and tossed it into the air to let River shot the fez into pieces. Both the Doctor and Wanda exclaimed in protest, each having a pout of disappointment in losing their lovable, cool fez. But then all froze in fear when seeing the Dalek from earlier slowly appearing over the edge of the roof by hovering up in the air, shouting out its call to exterminate them. The group hurriedly ran from the advancing Dalek. The beams of its deadly weapon just missed them as they jumped down the small door of the roof, going back into the museum. The Doctor sealed the door behind them with his sonic before sliding down the ladder that led to the roof and regrouped with the others.

"Four and a half minutes until it's next attack, Doctor," Wanda told the Time Lord once he caught up with them. He grabbed her hand, walking swiftly along with her.

"Right," he muttered under his breath. "Four and a half minutes when it's due to kill me." River sped up in her pace when she heard this.

"Kill you? What do you mean, kill you?" she demanded in question, starting to fear for the worst for both Time Lords now. Nothing good would come if the Doctor died. It would only lead to disaster for both Wanda and the universe.

"Oh, shut up. Never mind," dismissed the Doctor, not wanting to start an argument with the woman as he knew would happen. Just like during the first time he met River when he had been on the verge of dying, he knew the woman would fight to the teeth in keeping him alive and making him keep his 'promise' that he had apparently made her sometime in his future. Whatever promise that was. Shaking his head to clear his thoughts, he went on speaking. "How can that Dalek even exist? It was erased from time and then it came back. How?"

"The same as you were brought back," Wanda answered. "You were erased, too. But, remember, I placed you in the Pandorica. 'Cause the light—."

"More like a restoration-field than a light," commented the Doctor. Wanda rolled her eyes lightly.

"Whatever you want to call it," she continued on. "It has the leftover atoms from the universe before it exploded. Like an arch. Keeping billions of atoms safe and ready to bring life once again."

"A perfectly preserved universe as it was," added the Doctor in awe as he grinned in excitement as his mind raced, knowing what they could do to bring back the universe. "In theory, we could extrapolate the whole universe from a single one of them." He stopped facing the group as they stood in the middle of a large exhibit. "Like—like cloning a body from a single cell. And we've got the bumper family pack. Memory of the universe and the lights transmits the memory. That's how we're gonna do it."

"Do what?" Amy questioned as she and the others finally began to see hope in their dire situation.

"Relight the fire. Reboot the universe," finished the Doctor. He turned around quickly, keeping a tight hold on Wanda's hand as he walked swiftly as possible down the hall. "Come on!"

"Doctor, you're being completely ridiculous," River retorted, marching forward to halt the Time Lord in his tracks. "The Pandorica partially restored one Dalek. If it can't even reboot a single life-form properly, how it is going to reboot the whole of reality?"

"It restored me just fine," argued the Doctor. Seeing River's confused expression, he let go of Wanda's hand, letting her stay back a ways as he walked towards River, waving a hand as he explained. "I was caught in the backlash. Was sort of erased, frozen in stone, and all. Placed myself into a coma on a quick whim, which thankfully worked. And Wanda here placed me into the Pandorica to have me properly restored."

"It just took about two thousand years," Wanda noted, shrugging slightly.

"Right, then, we're going to wait around for another two thousand years or more for the rest of the universe to catch up?" River responded sarcastically.

"What if we give it a moment of infinite power?" the Doctor said, making River think of what he was suggesting. "What if we can transmit the light from the Pandorica into every particle of space and time simultaneously? One spark is all we need for—."

In the corner of his eye, he spotted it coming down the hall. The Dalek. Acting fast, he rushed over to Wanda who was in the creature's direct path. Grabbing the blonde, he spun them both around, making his back face the Dalek as he held Wanda in safety. The Time Lady's eyes widened dramatically as she felt the Doctor seize in her arms, letting out a cry in agony as the Dalek shot him directly in his back. He slumped against her as she shook, holding him tight in her grasp.

"No! No, no, no, no!" Wanda cried as the Dalek continued firing at their direction. She fell to her knees with the Doctor still in her arms, ducking so the beams would miss them. Rory leaped over the crouched Wanda, aiming his plastic handed weapon right at the Dalek. He shot at it two times, making the Dalek lose power. It stopped in the hall, frozen in place until it could regain power once more. Once that was taken care of, Rory, Amy, and River went over to the two Time Lords to check up on the Doctor.

"No, no, Doctor, please, I'm so sorry," Wanda cried as she cupped her husband's face. His eyes were tightly closed and he shook from the pain of his body slowly dying. His clothes scorched from the blast. And all Wanda could think was of the time he had saved her from a Dalek blast just like this. It was déjà vu for her as it seemed time were repeating itself. It was her fault all over again. The Doctor opened his eyes, reaching up a shaking hand to gently brush the tears away from the Time Lady's face. He smiled in reassurance before shakily pressing a hand to the manipulator on his wrist. In a flash, he was gone from Wanda's arms.

"Where'd he go?" River asked immediately, worried over what would happen to both the Doctor and Wanda. If he died . . . How could she possibly save Wanda if the Doctor was dead?

"He went downstairs. Twelve minutes ago," Amy told the woman.

"Show me!" River ordered, in a hurry to figure out how she could keep both Time Lords alive.

"River . . .," Amy glanced at Wanda who still sat stiffly on the ground, unmoving in the slightest. Amy gulped, knowing how broken the Time Lady must feel. "He—."

"Don't," Wanda suddenly spoke up as she stood up, sounding tense with her voice filled with anger. She turned to face them, her eyes blazing with rage. "Don't say it, Amelia. He is not dead."

"Wanda . . . I'm sorry, but you were there, too," Rory said softly, holding great sympathy for the blonde. "You saw him die."

"Oh, you're all a bunch of idiots. You saw what he wanted you to see," Wanda retorted crossly, turning to stomp down the hall towards where the Doctor would be now. "As if he'd ever let himself die during a situation like this." She paused in her steps when the Dalek was heard coming back on, powering up. Her eyes flared with a bit of white flashing through her irises as she stared the Dalek down. With teeth bared in pure hatred and rage, she pointed a shaking finger at the Dalek. "River . . . show no mercy." With that said, she hurried off down the hall, quick on her feet to find the Doctor.

As Wanda stomped off, she heard Amy and Rory hurriedly following along just a step behind her. Then, she also heard the distant cry of mercy from the Dalek, followed by a faint firing of a gun. Wanda's eyes flashed again as she felt satisfaction in knowing the Dalek was dead. She felt guilty in feeling this way. Especially in knowing she had basically ordered River to be a killer for her. But . . . no one hurts her Theta. Not ever.

River caught up with them eventually, telling them the Dalek was dead. Wanda only gave a brief nod towards the woman before speeding up. Not paying attention to the others' confusion upon seeing the Doctor's body had apparently moved from the spot they had left him in twelve minutes ago. She only continued to briskly walk onwards, in a hurry to get to her husband. Arriving back to the exhibit of the Pandorica, she saw him slumped over in the box's seat. He slowly lifted his head to weakly stare at them coming towards him. Wanda sped up in her pace, ready to be in the box with him when he sent it off. She saw that he already connected the Vortex manipulator to the box. Now all that was needed was . . .

Before she could react, the Doctor lifted his hand holding the sonic screwdriver and made the Pandorica swiftly close, tightly shut, sealing himself within. Wanda's eyes went wide in alarm, running at the Pandorica and began to bang her fists on it angrily.

"No! Doctor, let me in! I need to go with you!" she shouted, knowing the Time Lord just might hear her. But then again, he might not. Concentrating, she made a plea to his mind. Please, Theta, please let me in. I can't stand the thought of you doing this alone. Please. Still, there was nothing. No reply. The Pandorica truly did keep it so he was completely locked away from the universe. Both physically and mentally. This only made Wanda more frustrated as she banged her hands again on the stone box.

"Wanda, what has he done?" River asked after she and the others came up beside her, staring at the Pandorica in confusion as to why the Doctor would be within.

"He's fused the Vortex manipulator to the Pandorica," Wanda answered brokenly, stepping back from the box. "He's going to fly it into the heart of the exploding TARDIS. Big Band Two. The universe restarts, we all wake up like normal, and . . . and . . ."

"And the Doctor will have never been born," River finished for the crying Time Lady. She reached forward, hugging Wanda close as she knew how broken the girl must be. River glared at the Pandorica, wishing she could give the Doctor a piece of her mind in deciding to leave Wanda behind like this. Could he not think of anything else to save the universe?

"I don't understand, why would he lock us out?" Amy questioned, shaking her head as she stared at the Pandorica. "Why didn't he at least say goodbye?"

"Because he knows me," Wanda explained softly. "He knew I would have never stayed behind. I would have gone with him to be erased together. He's trying to make certain I stay alive." Wanda let out a shaking laugh, hiccupping from her tears. "Idiot. Doesn't he know that I can't live without him?" She meant it. She would not simply die from not having the Doctor there in her life from the connect she held in his timeline. But she would die in knowing that she could not be with him. It would tear her hearts apart so greatly it would be as good as being dead. River hugged Wanda harder, holding onto the Time Lady as tight as she could in hopes that things would be different. That all those years ago Second Wanda was wrong and she would indeed live without the Doctor. Would the Time Lady be erased as well? Would she never exist and River never have her dear sister?

Wanda suddenly pulled away from River, going over to Amy urgently. She held the girl's arms, staring at the companion as if everything depended on her now. "Amy, please, you have to remember. You have to," the Time Lady said in a rush.

"W-what?" Amy responded numbly, still reeling in what was happening.

"I never got a chance to finish," Wanda said, shaking her head as she looked down briefly before gazing back in urgency at the ginger girl. "Remember when I mentioned your life not making sense? The reason you can't remember why you've lost your parents is because of that crack in your wall. But you can fix that. Just as you can fix what's about to happen to the Doctor." She hugged the girl hard, whispering into her ear. "Just believe in the impossible and remember the Doctor."

The room began to shake as the Pandorica lit up. River pulled them all back, making certain they were far enough away from the lifting Pandorica as it flew up and out of the museum, crashing through the glass ceiling and heading straight for the burning ball of fire in the sky. Wanda held a wavering smile as she kept her eyes trained on the flying Pandorica, refusing to avert her eyes from it. She glanced down when River held up the communicator for her to see the Doctor's last message. 'Geronimo.' Another tear leaked down Wanda's face as she smiled in misery.

"Love you, too, Theta," she whispered under her breath. She closed her eyes as there was a sudden thunderous explosion off in the distance, everything lit up in a blinding glow, and—

XxXxXxXx

The people all around the wedding reception laughed merrily in the joyful day they were experiencing. The children ran around, playing a game of chase while their mothers tried catching up with them to stop them. Amy tapped her fingers rapidly on the white tablecloth of the grand dining area she sat at, sitting right next to her husband Rory. Her husband. Such a strange thing to get used to in realizing one was married. She was happy, of course. Happy to finally be married to the man she loved more than anything. Happy to be close to her loving parents beside her on her other side. Parents that she still felt oddly surprised in seeing. Which was strange. Why should she feel surprised? She always had parents. Why was that shocking to her? Though, never mind that for now. Right at the moment, she felt anxious in seeing a certain someone within the wedding reception. Amy knew that this person would know. The girl would understand and help Amy figure out why she felt so . . . sad. So at a loss. Why her mind seemed to be in a jumble. Sure, others said it was just wedding jitters, but Amy knew Aleena would know otherwise. The girl always did know how to solve the unusual, the bizarre. Her young friend was always good at that.

"Rory, where's Aleena?" Amy suddenly asked her new husband. Rory paused in the middle of drinking, glancing nervously at Amy as he knew she would not like the answer.

"Oh, ah, I called her earlier, actually," he explained to his wife. His Mrs. Williams. He still felt overjoyed in that thought.

"And? Where is she?" Amy questioned tensely, showing signs of great annoyance of not seeing her young friend here.

"She said sorry, but something's come up for her. She couldn't make it to the wedding," Rory told Amy. "She mentioned something about having an appointment with a doctor."

"A doctor's appointment?" Amy scoffed shaking her head. "Typical Aleena. Always running off at the last minute."

Outside of the wedding reception, on an old bench that seemed out of place in sitting next to the new looking building, there was a sudden appearance of a blonde girl in a flash of white light. Wanda gasped as she whipped her head around to where she had appeared. She blinked in confusion, hearing the laughter of many guests within the building she had arrived next to. Large windows allowed her to peek inside, seeing a wedding reception going on. Amy and Rory's wedding.

Wanda then fell forward, gripping the back of the bench tightly as her other hand pushed at her chest. She panted in rasping breathes as one of her hearts stopped abruptly. Shaking, she gazed into the reception once more, knowing this might be the last time she ever see either Pond again. She was dying, for there was no Doctor. No Doctor . . . meant no her. No Wanderer. Her hand travelled down to her stomach as more tears leaked down her face, knowing there would be no little one, either. Their child would never be born. Hurried footsteps alerted Wanda to someone coming towards her. Looking up, she smiled when seeing River dressed in a lovely black gown. The woman held an anxious expression as she practically rushed over to Wanda, helping the blonde sit up more properly on the bench.

"You're going to be okay, sweetie," River assured the Time Lady, sitting down next to her and holding her close. "I gave Amy my diary. I know she'll remember him."

"Of course she will," Wanda whispered, shaking as she gripped at her chest with another hand, feeling the other heart beginning to stop. She struggled in breath with her head pounding from the furious barrier within. Just like the last time she had been on the verge of death when the Doctor had died from the Reapers, and the time again in the hospital on the Moon. "The Doctor . . . he'll be back in action . . . before you know it. I just don't think that I'll—."

"Don't say it," River scolded her, tightening her hold. "You're going to be fine. You're not dying on me, you hear?"

"Yes, ma'am," Wanda giggled humourlessly. Then, she held a questioning gaze towards the woman. "How is it . . . that we're here, though? If the Doctor's gone . . . shouldn't we both be as well? I mean . . . neither of us can exist without him."

"Nothing is ever truly lost or forgotten," River countered quietly, holding a smile in comfort. "We're the traces he left behind."

"Right. Just like Amy's ring." Wanda shook more, feeling her body giving out. Her other hand pressed more into her stomach. "I should have told him. He deserved to know. I was so stupid. I should have told him."

River frowned, staring at Wanda with brows furrowed. "Told him what?"

Wanda gave a weak smile as she leaned her head against River's shoulder. "That I'm . . . I'm . . ." She could not say it. So, instead, she grabbed one of River's hands, pressing it into her stomach.

River stared at her for a moment, trying to understand what the girl was trying to tell her. Then, the woman's eyes widened as she realized what Wanda was saying. "Oh, sweetie, no."

Wanda gave her a wavering smile. "Oh, sweetie, yes." Her body slumped more onto River's side, becoming a dead weight as the Time Lady struggled to breathe and keep focusing on making certain her one heart continued to beat.

River's eyes grew in remorse as she remembered this. Remembered the time when Wanda was pregnant. The Time Lady was so close to the time of sorrow now. River felt a small tear down her face, wishing to tell the Time Lady now in warning, but she shook herself out of it as she held Wanda tighter to her side, desperate to keep the girl alive. "Just hang in there, sweetie. You have to be here to tell the Doctor the wonderful news. Okay?"

Wanda nodded weakly as her vision began to fade. The last few beats of her hearts slowing down into nothingness. Then, just as she felt herself almost fading away as her heart finally stopped, she heard the magnificent sound of the TARDIS appearing. Wanda gasped loudly, sitting up quickly as her hearts started up once more. Beating away with elation as she beamed, knowing her Doctor was alive again. River beamed as well, nodding for Wanda to go into the wedding to go meet him.

"Go tell him the good news," River said warmly, patting Wanda on the arm in merriment. Wanda gave her sister a quick kiss on the cheek before bouncing up and practically skipping with joy through the side door of the building and into the wedding reception. She beamed, bouncing with giddiness as she saw the Doctor standing next to Amy in her wedding dress and Rory in his suit. The Time Lord himself was wearing his new tuxedo with a long white scarf and top hat. The rest of the wedding guests continued to babble away, perplexed by the sudden sight of the arriving TARDIS and Time Lord in the middle of the reception room.

"Doctor!" Wanda exclaimed as she practically leaped over a nearby table, shocking the guests sitting there. The Doctor spun on his heels, holding the brightest boyish grin as he ran to meet Wanda in the middle, picking her up and spinning her around as they both laughed in their joy. Amy and Rory came up to the blonde next after the Doctor put her back down. The bride immediately hugged Wanda, laughing merrily. Rory even hugged the blonde girl as well, just as happy to see her okay.

"I can't believe I'd forgotten you, too, Wanda," Amy said, shaking her head in disbelief as the thought of ever forgetting her Doctor or her Wanderer was simply bizarre.

"I can't believe I'd forgotten either one of them," Rory remarked. "They're kind of hard to forget." Wanda smiled brightly at the two Ponds, so happy to finally see them together officially and that everything had turned out all right in the end. Not that she ever doubted that things would not turn out all right. Nope, no doubts at all.

"Well, if you excuse us, we need to go park the TARDIS somewhere more properly. I also need a change of clothes," Wanda told the two as she grabbed the Doctor's hand and began dragging him back to the ship. He waved over his shoulder at everyone before the Time Lords bounced into the TARDIS and up to the console, sending the old girl off to go park somewhere just outside of the reception hall. But before the old girl landed back on Earth, Wanda flipped a lever, keeping Sexy in a drift. The Doctor stared at his wife curiously, wondering why she did not let the TARDIS materialize fully back to where they needed to be. But then he saw it. The tears fall down Wanda's face as she stared at him.

"Wanderer, what's wrong?" he asked immediately, scooting closer to her as he held her shoulders, glancing around to check and make certain she was all right. Suddenly, she punched him sharply in the arm, making him wince.

"You arse!" she shouted at him.

"What was that for?" he whined in response, rubbing sourly at his arm as he pouted.

"You scared me half to death, that's what for! Don't just leave me behind like that!" she exclaimed angrily, waving her hands around in her frustration. "Do you know how terrified I was in thinking I'd never see you again?! That you never existed?!" She huffed, then grabbed him by his white bow tie, surprising him by pulling him in for a searing kiss. She pushed him against the console, holding him there while they snogged. Each wrapping their arms around the other as they held their small battle in their lip movement. After knocking his top hat off, she ran her hands vigorously through his hair, letting out a small sigh in satisfaction in being able to hold him again. Pulling away with a loud smack, they both pressed their foreheads together as they let out breathless pants.

"Sorry I scared you," the Doctor whispered in apology.

"Sorry I snapped at you. I'm just . . . a little emotional at the moment," Wanda replied, kissing him all along his chin, down his neck. She sighed, letting her breath brush against his skin, making him shiver as he felt her begin unbuttoning his dress shirt.

"We should go back to the wedding," he mumbled, pulling her closer to him as he rubbed soothing circles on her back.

"In a bit. Right now, all I want is to be with my husband. A husband I thought I'd lost not once, but twice today." She buried her head into the nape of his neck after she finished opening his shirt, allowing herself to take in the wonder of being able to be within his arms once more. Something she thought she might not ever experience again.

Entwining their fingers together in a firm hold, the Doctor stepped back from Wanda and the console, beginning to lead the Time Lady towards the TARDIS corridor. "Come on. Let's go swimming. The Ponds can wait."

They both smiled brightly, walking fast down the way, in a hurry to be able to comfort each other for the night.

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Goodness, that was a lot to take in. I hope it was an enjoyable read for everyone. At least a little bit. If you have any thoughts or things to say that would make this story even more enjoyable, then leave a shout out in a review. I always love hearing from everyone. :)

Reviewers:

Books-and-Cleverness-394: Oh, man. Didn't mean to make you spill your tea. haha. Hope you liked the new chapter! :)

sophiewhettingsteel: Thank you! I'm so glad you enjoyed it! :)

All The Stories Are True 24601: Well, no Alpha, but a good combination of all other things. ;) Aww, thank you! I was really worried that people would not like the big change that happened in that adventure. But I'm so happy to see that you enjoyed it. :) Until next time!

X-Lisa-Anne-X: Yay! Glad you liked it! Hope you enjoyed the newest chapter just as much. :)

FictionalBoysAreBetter: Well, at least that moment will have never technically happened, therefore their enemies won't know his somewhat secret name. Sorry, no Alpha this time around. Maybe next time. ;) Oh, trust me, your reviews always do. I'm always so overjoyed and giddy when I see reviews from you and others. They just fill me with so much happiness and bring inspiration for me to keep writing when seeing how much joy the story brings to readers. I've lost many four-legged companions over the years. In many different ways. The worst being when I had to put one down at a young age because of damage to their brain. It will always be hard. But knowing that they are at peace and in no more pain always helps me feel at ease with their passing. I hope that helps you as well. And having another companion there to cuddle with I know helps even more. Nah, you're the best. :) You have yourself a wonderful day and just focus on taking care of yourself.

alwaystherereading: Oh, yes. Definitely. Well, it was never explained in this adventure. And when it was later on the Eleventh Doctor's last adventure when he finally found out the origin of the Silence, it was a very brief statement in explaining what had happened. Basically, from what I understand, is the Silence had somehow rigged the TARDIS to blow up in that particular date. But because the TARDIS was being pulled in two different directions, it got trapped inside of the Time Vortex instead being in one specific location. Therefore, when it blew up, it caused the chain reaction that ripped apart time and making every star go through a supernova. If the TARDIS had just been in one spot, it would have simply blown up and no side effects. But because it was in the Time Vortex, it sent out an explosion through all of time and space. Hope that explanation helps. :) I could be wrong, though. Well, nothing too good happened to the Doctor and the others. But at least everything turned out all right in the end. I hope you enjoyed it all, and to see you again in the future! Take care!

Momochan77: Woot! I'm so happy that you did! Hopefully this chapter was just as fun to read. :) Until next time!

Authora97: So glad you liked it! And those two together as well. They are rather cute together. lol ;) Hope to see you again in the future!

Justus80: Oh, yes. There are most certainly many out there wanting to put a stop to her. Though, you could see this as the reason why Eleven in the future is slowly erasing traces of himself and of her from history so that way something like this never happens again. So happy that you liked the chapter. I really hope this one was just as good. :) Until next time!

Guest(a): Hmm. That's a good question. She isn't necessarily as strong as all of those entities. She can't pull people from any planets she wants. She can't really read minds. It's more of she feels their feelings and thoughts from what their timelines are when they flow through her mind. As for her powers to destroy, think of it more as the Reality Bomb. Other than that, from what I've seen from the other entities, she isn't as 'strong' as they are. But she does have some things over them. If that makes any sense. Hope this helps. :)

Victoria: I think a lot of people forget about the Pandorica. lol ;) Nah, no effect. Vortex manipulator helps in that. That's a good question. From the research I've done on Time Lady pregnancies, it seems about the same as human females, but with better development of the baby for Time Ladies. It seems like their pregnancies do go better in some areas, but in others . . . Well, things like that will be explained for later. So spoilers for now. ;) Nah, the adventure worked out about the same. I hope you liked that way it played out. I know how not many people enjoy it when Wanda does more than the Doctor. I hope this one time it's okay. Keeping my fingers crossed that you and everyone liked it. :) She's my favorite companion, too. So I feel you there. But, sadly, yes, just one adventure left technically. When that adventure does show up, I really hope that you'll still like it. Even if it is a sort of sad moment of knowing it'll be the last time for us with Donna. Though, not really the last time for our dear Wanda. As for Clara, we'll actually be seeing her a lot more towards the end of this story. And even more with the special part four I'm working on. So don't worry, we'll be having many moments with her. It's Day of the Doctor, and, truthfully, I'm currently working on that adventure now. I'm really nervous in how everyone will like it when it comes out. So many characters to balance in that adventure, it's a writers nightmare. haha. Good luck with your homework, and I hope to see you again for the next time!

singingKatelyn: lol I hope that means you liked it. Nope, didn't like it, either. But at least it all turned out fine. So, now it's just onto the next adventure. Hope you'll like it! Until next time!

heroherondaletotherescue: Glad it was a cool surprise! And that you liked the chapter. Crazy in what happened, but I'm glad it all worked out in the end. Don't worry, next time the truth comes out. I promise. ;) See you in the future!

Nanski33: Hope that means it was still a good read. And this one, too. :)

Guest(b): Woo! So glad you liked it!

Jerry Skeleton: Yay! I'm just so happy that you liked it! And you'd be right there. ;) Hope you liked how it turned out. Don't worry, I'm just as excited. :D Well . . . kind of, yeah. haha. Guess we'll find out soon when the Doctor finally does find out though. Maybe even in the next chapter. ;) There's more to Alpha than meets the eye. Much more. But that'll have to just be spoilers for now. Glad you like her though. I don't believe in people being pure evil. Just as no one is pure good. Just more of leaning towards one way than the other. Unfortunately, from what I have planned, there will be no Thirteen in part four. I just didn't have things planned out for her when this story's timeline was made. Most likely if I had planned it out when she had been around, then definitely because I'm very excited for the Thirteenth Doctor. But at least we'll be seeing Twelve in part four. :) Can't wait to see what you thought of the new chapter!

Kylie Winchester: I hope you enjoyed it, and the new chapter. :)

deadflowerseverymorning: I'm so happy that you liked it. Bad Wolf only comes into play when absolutely necessary. When she knows there are no other options for Wanda, or needs to warn Wanda from doing something bad. Umm, good question. But I think it's more of what Alpha thinks of the baby than Bad Wolf. I feel like Bad Wolf doesn't really care much, whereas Alpha . . . Well, that's just spoilers for now. Nah, thank you for being amazing and leaving such a lovely review. Really hope to see you again soon. Take care!

bored411: Yep, very crazy. Hope you enjoyed the new chapter! :)

Whovianeverlark17: lol Aww, I'm so happy that you enjoyed the chapter so much. Really hope that this one was just as fun to read. :)

N7SpaceHamster: I'm doing great! I hope you're doing fantastic as well. :) No worries on the reviews. I'm just happy to hear from you whenever you have the chance. :) Also just glad that you're still enjoying the story so much. Oh yes, definitely a lot has happened. Good thoughts on the reflection on life. You could say that each person in Wanda's life is a reflection of her past. Even if she doesn't realize it yet. Glad you didn't mind the Doctor's reaction for that day. I think it would be understandable if anyone felt that way. Sexy and Wanda's moment together was rather cute. Also am relieved that you didn't mind the sort of summary at the end. I try to do those when there really isn't much change. Plus, I learned after making the part one in what people like when it comes to how much of the adventure goes on. Oh yes, exactly like her naive behavior with the Doctor from her past. lol ;) Besides, it's actually pretty normal for first-time mothers to not notice them being pregnant for the first month or so. If you've never experienced something like that, then you tend to just brush it off as just being sick or stress. Of course, Wanda would save them all! She loved them too much not too. haha. And punching Rickston was just a nice present for her. ;) Though, Wanda would never have let him die, either. She's too nice to do something like that. Glad you enjoyed the changes to Pandorica. I hope you liked the changes in this chapter just as much. Can't wait to see what you think of it! Until next time! :)

Ruby Slippers: Nah, thank you! I'm just so happy you enjoyed it. :D

thinkpink808: Oh yes! Can't do this story without doing that adventure. ;) I'm actually currently working on it now, so I can't wait until we get to that adventure. I really hope that everyone will love it. :) Take care!

Starcrest129: Woot! I'm just so happy that you enjoyed it. :) Oh yes, the Doctor will find out soon. Maybe even in the next chapter. ;) Who knows really. lol That would be hilarious. I think it depends on which Doctor, really. I see Eleven fainting. lol ;) Until next time!

DarkPhantom101: I hope it was a good twist, though. :) Also hope that you enjoyed the new chapter and to see you again soon. Take care!

Thanks again to everyone for such lovely reviews! *confetti drops everywhere*

~Tinker~