Barty was walking briskly along the sidewalk where Pamp had just dropped him and his crew off. Everyone else was following behind him in complete silence.
The only sound was many feet slapping against the cold pavement and Total's dog-like panting.
Barty turned around to face Rose, looking her up and down before addressing her. "Do you mind if, um…. If I borrow your cell phone?"
Rose shrugged, pulling her phone from her jacket pocket, "Not at all."
"Thanks," Barty took one last glance at her then turned to the phone, quickly dialing a number.
"What are you doing?" asked Donna, glancing over Barty's shoulder.
"I'm phoning Martha. She's gotta be around here somewhere…" The phone started to silently ring as Barty lifted it to his ear.
"So your with Martha then?" asked Donna, watching Barty.
"Yeah. You know her or something?"
"We've met a couple of tim-"
"Oh, sorry," said Barty cutting her off, "Give me one moment." This time he spoke into the phone, "Martha! Where are you?"
Donna could hear Martha's voice as she yelled over the phone, "Where am I? Where the bloody hell are you!?"
"Um… Marth-"
"First your little flying friend Jess disappears and you follow suit! Where were you?!"
"It's…" Barty glanced to his little group, "...Complicated. Anyway, Martha? You need to meet me at the old house, the one we were in before the angels got to us."
"What are we gonna do there?" asked Martha, a tinge of anger still hovering within her voice.
"It's…. Complicated, again. Listen, I can explain it all when we get there. Just… make sure you make it."
"Fine," Martha answered, "I'll be there in around fifteen minutes…. Don't you be disappearing on me again…"
"I'll do my best." Barty hung up the phone, turning to his little gang, "Alright, team, let's go to the house!"
….38 years in the future….
Sandshoes and Spock took the lead down the street, heading for the house where all the trouble had first began.
"Sandshoes, where are we going?" Jess asked from behind, flapping her wings a bit to catch up with him.
"Back to the house. It's part of the plan. And…" Sandshoes pulled a wooden box from his inside coat pocket, opening it up. "Take one of these." Sandshoes handed Jess what looked like a one sided earbud that wrapped around your ear.
"What's this?" she asked, holding up the little plastic thing to the dim street lights.
"Communications device. Here, everyone take one." Sandshoes took an earpiece himself before handing the box to Spock who passed it back to everyone else.
Jess started fitting it around her ear, "You just had that on you?"
"Yep," said Sandshoes, also wrapping the plastic device onto his head, "Well, no. Barty and I each grabbed a box before leaving the TARDIS."
"And that box, there. That was in your…. Pocket."
"Yep."
"How does that work then?"
Sandshoes turned to Jess, smiling, "They're bigger on the inside."
Amanda came up to stand next to Jess, "Wait, if we have a device that we can use to communicate, then why did you separate the people with phones?"
Spock smiled looked to Sandshoes who smiled right back.
"It's all part of the big - and fantastic, may I add - plan." answered Spock, handing the empty box back to Sandshoes who returned it to his pocket.
"And, what?" asked Amy, "Does the old house have something to do with this plan?"
Sandshoes snorted, "Well… that is where all the angels are so, yeah. I'd say it's a very big part of the plan.
Amy rolled her eyes.
"But first, we need all the TARDISs," said Spock," I mean, we could pull it off with just one…"
"But it would be too complicated," finished Sandshoes.
"And take too long," added Spock.
"Alright," said Amy, "So…. all we need to do is get to the house and work from there?"
Spock and Sandshoes answered at the same time, "Exactly."
….inside the TARDIS….
The TARDIS's wheezing and groaning ceased as Pamp pulled a final lever on the control panel.
"Here we are then," she said smiling, "Starbucks!"
Senna rolled her eyes, getting up from the spot where she had fell to the ground, "This better be worth it," she said, cracking her neck as Pamp ran to the door.
"Starbucks is always worth it." Pamp walked out the door, Senna following close behind.
The minute they stepped over the threshold, they were bombarded by the most silent silence in the history of all silence.
Everyone in the coffee joint was staring their way. Even the worker running the cash register had frozen, her finger holding the '1' button apparently since they started filling up the whole of the little screen.
"Ahem…" Pamp said, adjusting her shirt as a man would adjust his suit. She nodded her head once as a small greeting to everyone then went to go stand in line.
Senna rolled her eyes, pulling the door closed behind her.
The cashier continued to let the ones flash across the tiny screen, still staring.
Senna joined Pamp in line, observing all the startled faces.
One man still pouring cream into his already overflowing coffee cup, his eyes locked on the two of them as the pearl white liquid ran down the side of the cup and onto the floor, making a small splashing sound.
"Well…." said Pamp, her voice ringing around the silent room, "This is awkward."
