Note: I've combined both The Hungry Earth & Cold Blood into one chapter. I can't say why, but once you read it, you might understand. I want to try something like. I hope it work.
10. An Odd Occurrence
"Behold," the Doctor opens the door. "Rio!"
"Nope," Tory quickly said after knowing that they're landing on a cemetery and certainly not Rio.
"Nuh-uh," Amy agreed as she and Rory step outside.
"Not really getting the sunshine carnival vibe," Rory noted.
"No," the Doctor admitted and walks forward. "Ooh, feel that, though, what's that?"
Tory bounces in place. "Yeah, like... like the ground feels strange..."
"That's weird."
"What's weird?" Rory asked.
"Doctor, Tory, stop trying to distract us. We're in the wrong place," Amy reminded him, but the Doctor and Tory already run around to the other side of the church. "Doctor, Tory it's freezing and I've dressed for Rio. We are not stopping here. You listening to me? It's a graveyard! You promised me a beach."
"Yeah, we know, just stay quiet!" Tory told her as the Doctor plucks a blue grass.
"Blue grass. Patches of it all round the graveyard," he addressed while Amy and Rory join them. "So, Earth, 2020-ish, ten years in your future, wrong continent for Rio, I'll admit, but it's not a massive overshoot."
"Oh my goodness," Tory mumbled and immediately taking a medic mask from her pocket and uses it.
It's not even happen yet!, the Doctor begrudgely reminded her.
Precaution! You and I know very well what will happen in 2020!
"Why are those people waving at us?" Amy asked, gesturing on two people from other side.
Tory takes a few steps ahead and look closely. "I think those two are you two in the future."
The Doctor takes out binoculars and looks through them. "It is! It's you two."
"Hey, let's go and talk to them! We can say hi to Future Us! How cool is that?"
"No, best not, really best not," the Doctor suggested. "These things get complicated very quickly, and... oh, look! Big mining thing. Oh, I love a big mining thing. See, way better than Rio! Rio doesn't have a big mining thing."
"We're not going to have a look, are we?"
"Let's go and have a look!" He heads down into the valley. "Come on, you three! Let's see what they're doing."
Rory shook his head. "If he can't get us to Rio, how's he ever going to get us back home?"
"I'll make sure he gets it," Tory assured. "Maybe. Probably." Then, she spots something from Amy's ring finger. "Hey, Amy! Isn't that your engagement ring?"
"Really?" Rory looks at Amy's ring finger. "Hang on. What are you doing with that?"
"I thought you liked me wearing it," Amy countered. After all they've been through, she genuinely wants to wear it now.
"Amy! You could lose it! Cost... a lot of money, that!"
Amy takes off the ring and gives it to him. "Spoilsport."
"Go on. I'll catch you three later," he told her.
"Actually, I wanna accompany Rory. Just in case something's strange is happening," Tory added. "You never know."
"Right," Rory simply said as he and Tory heads back to the TARDIS.
"You sure wanna puts Amy's ring back there?" Tory asked Rory as he puts her engagement ring back in its box and leaves it on the console.
"I'm sure," he said with certain as they both stepping outside, only to find a woman and a boy are waiting outside the TARDIS.
"Well, that was quick!" She said.
"Was it?"
"It's great that you came."
"Bit retro," the boy admitted. "What is it, portable crime lab?"
"Sort of," Tory shrugged.
"Ambrose Northover," the woman introduced and shakes Rory's hand. "I was the one who called. I run the meals on wheels for the whole valley. This is my son, Elliot."
"Where's your uniform?" Elliot asked, glancing at Tory. "Is she you daughter?"
"Don't be cheeky, Elliot. It's not nice to ask such a question," Ambrose scolded him before focus back witn Rory. "CID, is it? Anyway, it's over here."
"What's going on?" Rory asked Tory, confused.
"Clearly she's thinking you're a policeman," the girl replied, grinning. "Let's just pretend to be. Might be a clue to whatever's happening here."
The four of them are looking into an open grave.
"It's a family plot, see," Ambrose explained. "My aunt Gladys died 6 years ago. Her husband, Alun, died a few weeks back. He lived in the house two doors down. There's not many of us left up here now."
"Mum, he doesn't care about that! He wants to know about the dead bodies," Elliot interrupted her.
"Yes. Sorry. Well, they always wanted to be buried in the same plot, together. But when we went to bury Uncle Alun, Gladys wasn't there. Gone. Body, coffin, everything."
"What?" Tory asked as Tory checks the grave intensely.
"The mad thing is, on the surface, the grave was untouched. No signs of it having been messed with."
"Mrs. Northover," Tory called, "are you suggest that the corpse of your aunt and uncle just disappeared?"
Ambrose nods. "Nobody has touched the grave since my aunt was buried. But when they dug it open, the body was gone. How is that possible?"
"Indeed," the Time Lady agreed, rubbing her head, smiles, cannot help herself to be excited. "This is certainly unusual."
"Maybe you shouldn't bring your daughter here," Ambrose whispered to Rory, concern, which Tory respond with rolling her eyes in exasperated.
If Mother is here, she will find Ambrose as an annoying woman.
Later, she and Rory are in the muddy grave. Tory keeps jumping up and down like she did before while Rory puts his hand on the side.
"Do you want sugar?" Elliot offered as he comes in.
"Sorry?" Rory repeated.
"In your tea. Mum's asking."
"No. Just white, thanks."
"Put some milk in mine," Tory told him.
Elliot nods. "There's only one explanation, as far as I can see."
"What's that, then?" Rory inquired.
"The graves eat people. Devour them whole, leaving no trace."
Tory scratchs her nose. "That's actually a good theory."
"Not sure about that," Rory disagreed.
"Then how can you explain the cleaness in this grave?" The Time Lady alluded.
"They didn't steal the body from above," Elliot elaborated. "They couldn't have got in from the sides. Only other thing is, they get in from underneath."
"Not very likely, though," Rory shook his head.
"'When you've eliminated the impossible, whatever remains, however improbable, must be the truth.'"
"Oh! You're read Sherlock Holmes?" Tory beamed.
Elliot rubbing his backhead, looks shy. "Got the audiobook."
"Did you listen to all stories? Which one is your favourite?"
While Tory and Elliot start to make a conversation regarding Sherlock Holmes' stories, Rory glances at the graveyard around, wonder if Elliot's theory might be true.
Suddenly, there's red lights that streak across the sky, surrounding the area around like a cage.
"Okay, that's not good," Tory noticed as she, Rory, Elliot, and Ambrose run back to the church, intend to find others and understand the situation.
She and Rory spots the Doctor, who aiming his sonic screwdriver above. Tory can guess he's the one who expose the red lights. And he's also accompany by two people.
"Doctor!" Rory called. "Something weird's going on here, the graves are eating people."
"Not now, Rory!" The Doctor shushed him. "Energy barricade. Invisible to the naked eye. We can't get out and no-one from the outside world can get in."
"What?! Okay, what about the TARDIS?"
"The what?!" An Indian woman asked.
"Won't work," Tory answered. "The energy patterns would damage the circuits immediately. We can wait for some time so the TARDIS can send us away."
"We've only got nine and a half minutes," the Doctor interjected.
"Nine and a half minutes to what?" Rory wondered.
"We're trapped. And something's burrowing towards the surface," the Indian woman replied. "I'm Nasreen."
"I'm the Historian. He's Rory," Tory introduced.
Rory looks around. "Where's Amy?"
"Get everyone inside the church!" The Doctor ordered while picks up the computer. "Rory, I'll get her back."
"What do you mean, get her back? Where's she gone?"
"She was taken. Into the Earth."
"How?! Why didn't you stop it?!"
He puts down the case. "I tried. I promise, I tried."
"Well, you should've tried harder!"
"I'll find Amy. I'll keep you all safe. I promise," the Doctor swore, picks it up as they all heading to the church. "Come on, please. I need you alongside me."
The church is in a severe state of disrepair and disuse with boxes, crates and junk everywhere. The Time Lords, Nasreen and a man name Tony are setting up the equipment.
"So we can't get out, we can't contact anyone. And something, the something that took my husband, is coming up through the Earth," Ambrose concluded.
"Yes. If we move quickly enough, we can be ready," the Doctor replied.
"No, stop. This has gone far enough. What is this?"
"What? Not believing us?" Tory dared her. "Then how you'll explain the strange occurances in here?"
"He's telling the truth, love," Tony remarked.
"Come on! It's not the first time we've had no mobile or phone signals," Ambrose denied. "Reception's always rubbish."
"Look, Ambrose, we saw the Doctor's friend get taken, okay? You saw the lightning in the sky. I have seen the impossible today, and the only person who's made any sense of it, for me, is the Doctor and his sister," Nasreen denoted.
"Them?!"
"Us," the Doctor agreed.
"Can you get my dad back?" Elliot asked.
"We will," Tory promised, takes her pinky finger, which Elliot takes it using his other pinky finger.
The Doctor smiles a little and return to Ambrose. "But I need you to trust me and do exactly as I say from this second onwards because we're running out of time."
Ambrose sighs. "So tell us what to do."
"Thank you. We have eight minutes to set up a line of defence. Bring me every phone, camera, every piece of recording or transmitting equipment you can find."
While Rory and Ambrose placing some cameras outside, Tory checks the monitor per the Doctor's instruction. The girl frowns as it showing that whatever that's coming is getting closer.
"Right, we need to be ready for whatever's coming up," the Doctor said as he enter the room. "I need a map of the village, marking where the cameras are going."
"I can't do the words. I'm dyslexic," Elliot said.
"I'll help you out. Drawing isn't really my skill," Tory admitted.
Elliot nods as he and Tory runs off.
After some time, Elliot and Tory run in with a map and gives it to the Doctor.
"Look at that! Perfect!" The Doctor mused. "Dyslexia never stopped Da Vinci or Einstein, it's not stopping you."
"I don't understand what you're going to do," Elliot admitted.
"Two phase plan. First, the sensors and cameras will tell us when something arrives. Second, if something does arrive, I use this to send a sonic pulse through that network of devices, a pulse which would temporarily incapacitate most things in the universe."
"Knock 'em out," Elliot finished. "Cool."
"I know, right?" Tory agreed, grinning.
"Lovely place to grow up, round here," the Doctor mentioned.
"Suppose," Elliot shrugged. "I want to live in a city one day. Soon as I'm old enough, I'll be off."
"I was the same, where I grew up," the Time Lord admitted, looking sad as he's grabbing Tory's hans.
"Did you get away?"
"Yeah."
"Do you ever miss it?"
"So much."
Elliot nods. "Is it monsters coming? Have you met monsters before?"
"Oh, so many times, Elliot," Tory shared.
"You scared of them?"
"Actually, most of them scared of us."
"Will you really get my dad back?"
"No question," the Doctor simply said and gets back to work on the computer.
"I left my headphones at home," Elliot realized.
"Wanna accompany you?" Tory offered. "Better have two people around. You never know what's out there."
"Sure," Elliot smiles, glad that she wants to accompany her.
They both leave the church, not noticing the countdown shows just over a minute.
"Find it?" Tory asked as they're searching on Elliot's bedroom.
"Got it!" Elliot said and grabs her hand. "Come on!"
They both running as fast as they can to the church. As they make it to the graveyard, both children stop and turn around. But they don't seeing anything else.
"I sense something's dangerous," Tory warned and Elliot nods, both continues on their journey and arrive in front of the church's door.
Elliot pounds on the church door. "Mum! Grandpa Tony! Let us in!" He cried.
"Elliot!" Ambrose's voice called from inside. "He's out there! Help me."
"Hurry!" Tory added, sensing the danger even closer.
"Let me in. Open the door!" He keep yelling and looks back to the graveyard. Tory takes her scabbard and raises her sword. "Mum! There's something out here!"
"Push, Elliot, push, Elliot!" Ambrose told him and he does so.
"Elliot, stay back," Tory warned as Tory slowly walks from the front door, looking the graveyard seriously. "I know you're out there. Come out, come out! Wherever you are! I'm holding a sword and let me tell you, I'm quite mad. You won't like to face a madgirl's wrath."
Before Tory can do something, like using her sword or using her power, the creature already ambush her to the ground. She can heard Elliot's scream from afar, trying to help her despite her warning. But none of that matter now as Tory feels the ground slowly taking her away alongside Elliot as well.
And after that, everything turns black.
The Doctor and Rory come running up, finding Tony's in pain as Ambrose helps him.
"What happened?" The Doctor asked.
"My dad's hurt," Ambrose informed.
"Get him into the church now!" He look around, not finding anyone outside.
"Elliot's gone. And your sister as well," the woman told him, giving him a scabbard that the Doctor knows very well. "I heard her voice outside with my son. They've killed them, haven't they?"
The Doctor shook his head as he takes it. He refused to let that suggestion to be true. "I don't think so. They've taken four people, when they could've just killed them up here. There's still hope, Ambrose. There is always hope."
"Then why've they taken him?"
"I don't know. I'll find Elliot, I promise. But first I've gotta stop this attack. Please, get inside the church," he insisted.
Ambrose nods and helps her father get inside the church. "Come on, Dad."
"So, what now?" Rory asked and taken back how very serious and cold the Doctor's face look like. A face Rory never thought the Doctor ever express before, not even when facing the Dream Lord.
"We're getting them back," he said with determination, gripping the scabbard.
"I don't want to talk about it," Orion said, not even bother to look at the person who approach him. He set his eyes at front, looking at the sunset on a backyard near the Academy.
The girl sighs and sit beside him. "But I want to."
"It doesn't matter."
"Doesn't...? Orion you were hurt!"
"And they hurt you from behind!" The boy insisted, looking at her with hatred she never see before. "They talked horrible things about you and your parents, Zeta! All of those that absolutely full of nonsense! I hate it!"
The girl look at his hands that still get injury from the fight before. She doesn't know what happen before, until her classmate told her that Orion got into a fight with a teacher and a student. She doesn't fully understand why Orion, a nice boy who always kind to everyone, get so wrap up into a fight? "You know this isn't new, Orion."
The boy grunted. "I know! But I... I can't just stand there and do nothing while they laugh at you! Mocking you!"
"Just let that pass, okay?" She quietly hold his arm. "They would kick you out of the Academy if you did that again."
"I don't care. They deserved that."
"Well, I do. And I don't think you deserve to do that."
He ruffles his hair. "Okay, I'll try. But I won't guarantee, okay?!"
"Aye, aye, captain," she joked, knows Orion loves that pirate nickname.
Tory slowly open her eyes, finding herself standing. She sees the Doctor, an older man beside him, and a humanoid reptile man with a scientist attire.
"Hello," she greeted weakly and the Doctor holds her while putting her scabbard back behind her back. "What's happening?"
"Oh, long story. But in short, in turns out there's a silurian civiliazation above the graveyard," the Doctor told her.
"Whoa," was all she can say as she's slowly regaining her way to stands still.
"I'm sorry," the Doctor apologized. "The both of you. I took my eye off you."
"It's okay. I forgive you," Elliot said, shake his hands before doing so to Tory.
They start down the hallway.
"You go on, Doctor. I'll catch up," the silurian scientist said.
They continue on, moving into some sort of an area where Tory can see Amy, Nasreen, and an older Silurian are speaking and debating on a table.
"We lived on the surface of the planet, long before you did. Our sole purpose has been to return to our rightful place," the older silurian mentioned.
"And we've got a planet that can't already sustain the people who live there," Nasreen said. "And you want to add a whole other species, to drain resources..."
He brings up a projection of the Earth, which makes Amy stands. "So, erm, what about the areas that aren't habitable to us? Australian outback, Sahara desert, Nevada plains... They're all deserted."
Nasreen tugs Amy down by her arm. "Yes, fine, but what happens when their population grows and breeds and spreads? And anyway, what benefit does humanity get, and how would we ever sell this to people on the surface?"
"If I could get a word in, maybe I could tell you. You give us space, we can bring new sources of energy, new methods of water supply, new medicines, scientific advances," he proposed. "We were a great civilisation. You provide a place for us on the surface, we'll give you knowledge and technology beyond humanity's dreams. We work together, this planet could achieve greatness."
"Okay. Now I'm starting to see it."
"Oh, yeah," Amy agreed.
Tory and the Doctor clapping their hands of what they just sid. "Not bad for a first session. More similarities than differences," the Doctor mused as there's a whooshing sound.
"The transport has returned. Your friends are here," the older silurian announced.
Rory enters first.
"Hey, Rory!" Tory called and the man waves back as Ambrose enters next.
Elliot runs to her. "Mum!"
"Rory!" Amy called, but Tory realized how Rory's mouth moves like he's trying to find the words but unable to.
Oh no. "Something's wrong," Tory muttered, which got confirm as Tony enters carrying the shrouded body of somebody.
"Doctor, what's he carrying?" Amy frowns as he steps forward.
"No. Don't do this. Tell me you didn't do this," the Doctor pleaded while Tony lays his burden on the floor. He squats down and Tory pulls the cloth away, revealing a female silurian's face. She's kindly puts it back in place.
The Doctor glares at Tony. "What did you do?"
"It was me. I did it," Ambrose confessed.
"Mum?" Elliot breathed, shocked.
"I just wanted you back."
Elliot walks away from her and stands beside Tory, looking so hurt at his mother. Tory can tell that from the way everyone looks at her, they aren't proud with her action.
"What a shame. Humans always have tendency to do something ridiculous," Tory shrugged and shook her head, looking at Ambrose tartly.
The Doctor walks up to the older Silurian. "I'm sorry. I didn't know. You have to believe me, they're better than this."
"This is our planet!" Ambrose declared.
"We had a chance here."
"Leave us alone."
"No, Ambrose," Tory disagreed, stepping to Ambrose with her eyes blazes with nothingness. "You have no right to talk to us after what you just did, you selfish woman. Your stupidity will bring Humans and Silurians into a raging war. So," she smiles innocently, "congratulation. You're just doom the entire Earth with your son."
Suddenly, many armed soldiers enter the room with a silurian female enters that's identical with the death one.
"My sister," she realized after sees the body, uncovers it and wails before gently replacing the shroud. "And you want us to trust these apes, Doctor?"
"One woman. She was scared for her family," the Doctor insisted. "She's not typical."
The Silurian faces Ambrose. "I think she is."
"One person let us down. But there's a whole race of dazzling, peaceful human beings up there. You were building something, here, come on... an alliance could work," the Doctor begged to the elder silurian.
"It's too late for that, Doctor."
The Time Lords looks at her questioningly as Tony runs a hand through his hair in frustration.
"Why?"
"Our drill is set to start burrowing again in," Ambrose checks a stopwatch. "15 minutes."
"What?" Nasreen gaped.
"What choice did I have? They had Elliot," Tony excused.
"Welp, just adding more and more pile of being selfish," Tory mocked, rubbing her head.
"Don't do this, don't call their bluff," the Doctor stated.
"Let us go back. And you promise to never come to the surface ever again. We'll walk away, leave you alone," Ambrose insisted.
"Execute her!"
"No!" The Doctor yelled and pulls Ambrose to safety as the soldiers fire. "Everybody, back to the lab! Run!"
The humans run for the exit.
"Execute all the apes!"
The Doctor pulls out the sonic screwdriver and uses it on the guns, causing them to explode. While Tory uses her power and causes some guns to crash into pieces.
"This is a deadly weapon, stay back," the Doctor warned as one of the soldiers approaches from the seats and lashes out at him with her tongue. He backs out of the way and runs out of the room as Tory uses her power again to sends a wave of gravity to buy some time. "Take everyone to the lab!" He ordered Rory while dodges a beam from a gun and shielding Tory. "I'll cover you! Go! Go!"
The and Tory takes a stand as the others run and silurians arrive. He uses the sonic on their guns and Tory's eyes glowing purple and creates gravity beams on her hand.
"Ah-ah! Stop right there!" He warned. "Or I'll use my very deadly weapon again and my sister uses her deadly power. One warning, that's all you get. If there can be no deal, you go back into hibernation. All of you. Now. This ends here."
"No. It only ends with our victory," the silurian woman insisted.
"Like I said... one warning."
He disables the last two guns and runs away, holding Tory's hand as they arrive on a lab. The Doctor seals the door using his sonic screwdriver. "Elliot, you and your dad keep your eyes on that screen. Let me know if we get company. Amy," he tosses her the stopwatch, keep reminding me how much time I haven't got."
"Okay," Amy noted. "12 minutes till drill impact."
Tony's sitting down as Nasreen standing next to him.
"Tony Mack, sweaty forehead, dilated pupils, what're you hiding?" The Doctor asked.
Tony opens his shirt to show an infection has spread across his chest.
"Tony! What happened?!" Nasreen asked, shocked, while the Doctor uses the screwdriver as a scanner on the infected area.
"Alaya's sting. She said there's no cure," Tony admitted. "I'm dying, aren't I?"
The Doctor moves to the control panel and checks his readings. "You're not dying, you're mutating. How can I stop it? Decontamination program! Might work, don't know. Eldane, can you run the program on Tony?"
"Doctor, shedload of those creatures coming our way!" Elliot's father reported. "We're surrounded in here!"
Tory assists Eldane, the older silurian who helps Tony to the decontamination chamber as the Time Lord speaking. "So, question is, how we do stop the drill, given we can't get there in time? Plus also, how do we get out, given that we're surrounded? Nasreen, how do you feel about an energy pulse, channelled up through the tunnels to the base of the drill?"
"To blow up my life's work?" Nasreen inquired.
"Yes. Sorry. No nice way of putting that."
"Right, well, you're going to have to do it before the drill hits the city, in..."
"11 minutes, 40 seconds," Amy informed.
"Yes! Squeaky bum time!" The Doctor denoted.
"Yes, but the explosion is going to cave in all the surrounding tunnels so we have to be on the surface by then," Nasreen added.
"But we can't get past Restac's troops," Rory argued.
"I can help with that," Eldane noted. "Toxic Fumigation. An emergency failsafe meant to protect my species from infection. A warning signal to occupy cryo-chambers. After that, citywide fumigation, by toxic gas. Then the city shuts down."
"You could end up killing your own people," Amy mentioned.
"Only those foolish enough to follow Restac."
"Are you absolutely sure about this?" Tory asked, concern.
Eldane smiles sadly. "My priority is my race's survival. The Earth isn't ready for us to return yet."
"No," the Doctor agreed, recalling the exact same case happen with his first encounter with Silurians long ago during his time at UNIT.
"10 minutes, Doctor," Amy reminded.
"But maybe it should be. So here's the deal. Everybody listening? Eldane, you activate shutdown... I'll amend the system, set your alarm for 1.000 years' time," he suggested as Eldane goes to the controls. "1.000 years, to sort the planet out. To be ready. Pass it on. As legend, or prophesy, or religion, but somehow, make it known. This planet is to be shared."
"Yeah. I get you," Elliot understood.
"9 minutes, 7 seconds," Amy informed.
The Time Lords join Eldane at controls. "Yes, fluid controls, my favourite!" The Doctor cheered.
"Yeah, don't need reminder what happen last time, brother dear," Tory lightly reminded him.
"Energy pulse timed, primed and set. Before we go, energy barricade, need to cancel it out, quickly," he added, uses the sonic on the controls and barricade comes down.
"Fumigation pre-launching," Eldane noted.
"There's not much time for us to get from here to the surface, Doctor!" Rory addressed.
"Ah-ha, super-squeaky bum time!" The Doctor said. "Get ready to run for your lives. Now..."
"But the decontamination program on your friend hasn't started yet," Eldane argued.
Everyone looks to Tony in the chamber. "Well, go. All of you! Go," Tony told them.
"No, we're not leaving you here!" Ambrose disagreed.
"Granddad!" Elliot cried and runs to him, hugs him.
"8 minutes, 10 seconds," Amy remarked.
"Now you look after your mum," Tony advised his grandson. "You mustn't blame her. She only did what she thought was right."
"I'm not going to see you again, am I?" Elliot asked, sad.
"I'll be here," Tony assured him, touches the boy's heart. "Always. I love you, boy." He hugs him tightly and look at his daughter. "You be sure he gets home safe!"
Elliot goes to Mo who pulls him close.
"This is my fault," Ambrose admitted.
"No, I can't go back up there. I'd be a freak show. The technology down here's my only hope," he reassured her and hugs her.
"I love you, Dad."
"Go. Go. Come on... Go on."
Eldane activates the fumigation. "Toxic fumigation initiated. Return to cryo-chambers. Toxic fumigation initiated. Return to cryo-chambers. Toxic fumigation initiated…"
"They're going! We're clear!" Amy informed.
"Okay. Everyone follow Nasreen. Look for a blue box. Get ready to run," the Doctor informed and uses his sonic on door and it slides open. He looks at Eldane. "I'm sorry."
"I thought for a moment, our race, and the humans..."
"Me too," Tory admitted, hoping that they can make it work this time. She had know the conflict between Silurians and Humans from TARDIS' library and UNIT's file. Nothing every went well betweem them.
"Doctor! Tory! We've got less than 6 minutes," Amy warned.
"Go! Go! We're right behind you!" He answered and look at Nasreen. "Let's go."
"I'm not coming either," Nasreen refused.
"What?"
She stands beside Tony, her hand on his arm. "We're going to hibernate with them, me and Tony."
"Doctor, Historian, you must go!" Eldane insisted.
"I can be decontaminated when we're woken. All the time in the world," Tony said to her.
The Doctod gaped. "But... Nasreen... you..."
Nasreen walks to him. "No. This is perfect. I don't want to go. I've got what I was digging for. I can't leave when I've only just found it."
Amy comes back. "Doctor! Tory!"
"Thank you, Doctor."
"The pleasure was all mine," he replied, hugs her then grabs Amy's and Tory's hand, heading for the door and meet up with Rory, running towards others.
"Immediate evacuation..."
"Other way, idiot!" Amy corrected Rory.
"Toxic fumigation is about to commence."
They soon join others and keep running as the announcement keeps repeating.
"Come on!" The Doctor yelled before they all arrive in the tunnel where the TARDIS is. "No questions, just get in! And yes, I know it's big!" He added and unlocks it and ushers the family inside. "Ambrose, sickbay up the stairs, left, then left again... get yourself fixed up. Come on! 5 minutes and counting..."
"Oh my goodness," Tory murmured, looking at the tunnel wall. Or to be more precise, the crack. "It's getting wider."
"The crack on my bedroom wall," Amy realized.
"And the Byzantium," the Doctor added and walks up to the wall, squats down, studies it. "All through the universe, rips in the continuum. Some sort of space-time cataclysm. An explosion, maybe. Big enough to put cracks in the universe. But what?"
"4 minutes 50... We have to go!" Amy noted, checking the stopwatch.
"The Angels laughed when we didn't know," Tory remembered. "Prisoner Zero knew, everybody knows, except me and my brother! Why!? It's getting frustrating!"
"Doctor, Tory, just leave it."
"But where there's an explosion," the Doctor speaked pulls a red hankie from an inside pocket, "there's shrapnel."
"Doctor, you can't put your hand in there!" Rory uttered as he moves closer.
"Why not?" He retorted, reaches in with the hand holding the hankie. He cries in pain as the light gets brighter as Tory keep an eye of the crack, while Rory and Amy watch nervously, not knowing what to do. "I've got something!"
"What is it?" Amy asked as he falls to the ground, clutching the item wrapped in the hankie. It sizzles with heat and energy.
"I don't know."
"Doctor!" Rory cried, spotting Restac, the female silurian, crawls into the tunnel. The Doctor jumps up off the ground as Tory prepares herself from being attack.
"She was there, when the gas started... She must've been poisoned," Amy concluded.
"You!" Restac yelled.
"Amy, Rory, get in the TARDIS, quickly!" Tory hissed, ready to uses her power, but getting sudden pain in her head as she's reaching her hand, ready to defense herself.
"You did this," she snarled and aims her gun.
"No!" Rory yelled and pushes Tory out of the way, getting shot instead.
"Rory!" Amy screamed as he groans in pain on the ground while Restac dies.
"Rory, can you hear me?" The Doctor asked, uses his sonic screwdriver on him.
"Rory?" Tory called him, worry.
"I don't understand," Rory weakly whispered.
"Shh, shh. Don't talk," Amy asserted and strokes his face. "Doctor, is he okay? We have to get him into the TARDIS!"
"We were on the hill. I can't die here."
"Don't say that."
"You're so beautiful... I'm sorry."
"No," Tory whispered as he died.
"Doctor, help him," Amy begged.
The Doctor and Tory look towards the crack and sees tendrils of light reaching out, touching Rory's feet. Both stand up. "Amy, move away from the light, if it touches you you'll be wiped from history," Tory warned her.
"Amy, move away now," the Doctor added.
"No! I am not leaving him! We have to help him!" Amy insisted.
The Doctor grips her gently by the shoulders. "The light's already around him, we can't help him."
"I am not leaving him!"
"Amy, we have to," Tory told her quietly.
"No!"
"Sorry!" The Doctor apologized as he forcing Amy to moves.
"Get off me!" Amy screamed.
Tory uses her power to lifts her up and drags her to the TARDIS with the Doctor.
"Get off me!" The ginger insisted as both Time Lords push her inside the TARDIS. "No!" Amy rushes back to the door to get out. "No! No!" She cried and the Doctor, heartbroken, uses his sonic screwdriver on the door to prevent Amy from going outside. She shouts and pounds on the door. "Let me out, please let me out... I need to get Rory."
The Doctor walks determinedly to the console with Tory. Amy turns around, tears streaming down her cheeks. She sees the monitor. "That light, if his body's absorbed I'll forget him. He'll never have existed. You can't let that happen," Amy begged.
"Then remember him," Tory simply replied and pulls on a lever on the console.
"What are you doing?" Amy demanded, runs to the console. "Doctor! Tory! No!"
The TARDIS begins to dematerialize.
"Keep him inside your head," Tory explained, grabbing Amy's hand to calm her down. "Don't forget him. If you forget him, you'll lose him forever!"
"On the Byzantium, I still remembered the Clerics because I am a time traveller now," Amy recalled.
The Doctor grips her head in his hands. "They weren't part of your world. This is different... this is your own history changing."
"Don't tell me it's going to be okay. You have to make it okay."
"It's going to be hard, but you can do it, Amy," he assured her, takes her to the jump seat and kneels in front of her. "Tell me about Rory. Fantastic Rory, funny Rory, gorgeous Rory. Amy, listen to me. Do exactly as I say. Amy, please. Keep concentrating. You can do this."
"I can't," Amy muttered.
"Yes, you can," Tory encouraged her. "You can do it. You can remember him. Remember the man that you love, that you're engages with, that soon will be your husband!"
"Come on. We can still save his memory," the Doctor entreated. "Come on, Amy. Please... Come on, Amy, come on. Amy, please. Don't let anything distract you. Remember Rory. Keep remembering, Rory is only alive in your memory. You must keep hold of him. Don't let anything distract you. Rory still lives in your mind."
"Just please remember your fianceé. Remember Rory. Remember the man you cares so much," Tory implored as the TARDIS jars upon materializing, knocking them to the floor. The box containing the engagement ring falls in front of the DOCTOR and he stares at it.
"What were you saying?" Amy asked them in a bright tone, completely forget.
The Time Lords can only stare at her. They failed to made Amy remembering Rory.
Before they can say something else, Elliot and his father walk down the stairs.
"I have seen some things today, but this is beyond mad," the man admitted.
"Doctor! Tory! 5 seconds till it all goes up!" Amy told them.
The TARDIS has materialized in the graveyard overlooking the drill site. They watch as it explodes.
Later, Elliot, Tory, Amy and Elliot's father walk through the graveyard as the Doctor and Ambrose stand at the entry to the church.
"All Nasreen's work just erased," Amy denoted.
"Good job she's not here to see it. She's going to give Tony hell when they wake up."
Tory glances at her brother and Ambrose. She can tell that they're in a serious discussion, which Ambrose should receive. She looks up at Martha's phone on her hand, waiting for some answers. She had been communicate with her former companions, which is Martha, Mickey, Sarah Jane, and Jack, regarding the crack and people's memory about past aliens' events.
Suddenly, she received four message at once. She opens them one by one, reading the replied, before slowly closed it.
Just like she and the Doctor suspected, the crack already existed around and eaten people's memory about all aliens invasion.
"You're very quiet," Amy nudged Tory as the Doctor approaches them while Elliot and his father approach Ambrose. "Oh! Hey! Look! There I am again! Hello, me!" She waves to her future self without Rory.
"Are you okay?" The Doctor asked the ginger, who for a split second, looks sad.
"I thought I saw someone else there for a second," she admitted, but shook her head. "I need a holiday. Didn't we talk about Rio?"
"You go in. Just fix this lock, keeps jamming," he said and unlocks the door for her.
"You two and your locksmithery," Amy wondered, enters and closes door.
"I've received their answer," Tory reported. "Just like we theorized about the crack. It's spread out and eating people's memories regarding all aliens invasions beforehand."
"Are they...?"
"They're okay. I warned them to be caution with the crack."
The Doctor nods and unwraps the item he took from within the crack. It is a piece of something with words written on it, very familiar words. He's slowly holds it up to the TARDIS sign... and it matches.
"Oh my goodness," Tory mumbled, so shocked.
The crack on the wall... is none other than the old girl herself.