13. Big Bang Two
The year 1941 couldn't get any worse.
Tory sighs, looking at the food she manages to steal for children who await her. She knows that was risky and Nancy wouldn't like it at all. But she had no choice. The war just getting worse and so many children need food to survive. She can't just let that happen. This is a matter of life and death.
The young girl smooths down her skirt as she keeps walking, finding herself in warehouse are that's far from her hiding place with Nancy and others. It's already night and the sky just fill with lights and airplanes and bombs around.
Just as she's about to move again, she bumps into someone, causing her to fall down with an "ouch!" reaction. She can't see the person clearly, since they already walks away wighout second glance.
"So rude," she huffed and notices some papers that attach to her hidden bag. Curiously, she looks at a sticky paper.
Warehouse. As soon as you can. Don't tell anyone!
Tory frowns deeper when looking on a map that circling an old warehouse with note written in red ink, saying, "Curious, Historian?", which shocking the girl more. No one ever call her that and prefer to call her Tory for short, finding Historian too mouthful to speak.
She can't trust any strangers. That's the most important rule that Nancy told her when she stays. But... whoever that gave her these knows her well to uses her full name and not her nickname.
"Maybe simple checking won't harm a bit," she muttered, tucking those paper back inside her bag and moves to the warehouse.
The warehouse isn't guard my military or such, which is odd. She always find military around warehouse, as most guns are stored there. But she pays no mind to that.
Tory starts to sneak inside. She's very good at sneaking. Nancy taught her few tricks of doing that. And she's glad that Nancy's lesson paid now.
As the young girl enter the place, she can only gaped when looking at a large box in front of her. A box that she recalled as Pandorica.
"Who's there?!" A man voice demanded. The girl steps back as a man in Roman dress move forward, sword in his hand. It takes some time for her to notice that this man is none other than the Lone Centurion. An immortal Centurion who guarded Pandorica for centuries. "Oh! It's you! Tory!"
"You know me?" She frowns.
The man gasps. "Oh, right! The Doctor said you looked and acted different. It's been so long since he said that, I barely remembered."
"Are you the one who wrote this?" Tory inquired, giving him the sticky note and the map.
The man shook his head. "Not my doing, but I suppose the Doctor had something to do with it." He look at the Pandorica. "So you'll be here."
"Here? For what?"
"To touch it."
"Touch this box?" Tory gestures at the large box. "For what?"
"It's complicated. Trust me."
The girl gives him an unimpress look, but she suppose whoever this Doctor is, he surely has a good intention for sending such a trouble to told her about Pandorica's location. So she's touch it and it begins to glow green. But after that, nothing happen.
"Is that it?" Tory frowns. "I thought something will come out from inside."
"That won't happen until 55 years later," the Centurion told her sadly, turns around, only to found the girl gone missing.
1.799 years ago, Rory's resting against a log while Amy's dead body across his lap. "So the universe ended. You missed that. In 102 AD. I suppose this means you and I never get born at all. Twice, in my case. You would have laughed at that," he joked before crying. "Please laugh! The Doctor and Tory said the universe was huge and ridiculous, and sometimes there were miracles. I could do with a ridiculous miracle about now."
The Doctor appears wearing a red fez and carrying a mop. "Rory! Listen, she's not dead. Well, she is dead, but it's not the end of the world. Well, it is the end of the world. Actually, it's the end of the universe. Oh, no. Hang on!" He taps something on his hand and disappears.
"Doctor? Doctor!"
He reappears without the mop. "You need to get me out of the Pandorica," he said, reaches into pocket and pulls out his sonic screwdriver.
"You're not in the Pandorica," Rory pointed out.
"Yes, I am. Well, I'm not now, but I was back then. Well, back now from your point of view, which is back then from my point of view. Time travel, you can't keep it straight in your head. Oh, Historian would love to heard that, but never mind. Just point and press. Now go," he remarked, handing Rory his screwdriver and disappears before reappear. "Oh, when you're done, leave my screwdriver in her top pocket. Good luck!"
"What do you mean? Done what?" Rory demanded as he disappears again. But knowing he won't come back, Rory decides to walk into the underhenge, gasps to see some stones, but especially at Tory, who's lying around on the ground, not moving at all. He checks her pulse and nearly cried when finding no pulse detected.
But he quickly shook his head and uses the screwdriver top open the Pandorica, finding the Doctor's inside. "How did you do that?" The man asked as he gets free,
"You gave me this," Rory replied, holds up his screwdriver.
The Doctor pulls out his screwdriver. "No, I didn't."
"You did. Look at it."
He steps out and holds his sonic screwdriver to the one in Rory's and both spark. "Temporal energy. Same screwdriver, at different points in its own time stream. Which means it was me who gave it to you. Me from the future. I've got a future, that's nice," he looks behind Rory, at the petrified remains of his enemies. And mostly, at his sister. "Historian," he murmured, quietly stroking her hair and checks her pulse.
"I'm sorry, she's dead," Rory informed grimly.
The Doctor silently cursed himself in Gallifreyan. He should be able to protect her! If he's more careful...
"What happened?" Rory quietly asked, knowing that the Doctor's in pain.
"A Nestene of Roman soldier shot her," he replied seriously, causing Rory to winces, realizing that that's how Amy died as well. "As for what happen to others, history has collapsed. Whole races have been deleted from existence. These are just like after-images. Echoes, fossils in time. The footprints of the never-were."
"What does that mean?"
"Total event collapse. The universe literally never happened."
"So, how can we be here? What's keeping us safe?"
"Nothing. Eye of the storm, that's all. We're just the last light to go out," he replied before noticing. "Amy. Where's Amy?"
Rory silently takes him outside, where Amy's body laying on ground, blanket covering her. The Doctor squats down beside it and lifts back the blanket. "I killed her," he quietly stated.
"Oh, Rory," the Doctor murmured sadly.
"Doctor, what am I?"
"You're a Nestene duplicate. A lump of plastic with delusions of humanity," he replied and uses the sonic on Amy.
"But I'm Rory now. Whatever was happening, it's stopped. I'm Rory!"
"That's software talking."
He sighs. "Can you help her? Is there anything you can do?"
"Yeah, probably, if I had the time," he said and stands.
"The time?!"
He knows this is cruel, but he needs to confirm that Rory is Rory. "All of creation has just been wiped from the sky. Do you know how many lives now never happened? All the people who never lived? Your girlfriend isn't more important than the whole universe."
Rory turns the Doctor around and punches him in rage, knocking him to the ground. "She is to me!"
The Doctor stands up and chuckles. "Welcome back, Rory Williams!" He turns around. "Sorry, had to be sure. Hell of a gun-arm you're packing there. Right, we need to get her downstairs. And take that look off your plastic face. You're getting married in the morning!"
Both the Doctor and Rory place Amy and Tory in the Pandorica. He adjusting some settings so Tory can sit on another seat behind Amy. "So you've got a plan, then?" Rory asked.
"Bit of a plan, yeah," the Doctor remarked. "Memories are more powerful than you think, and Amy Pond is not an ordinary girl. Grew up with a time crack in her wall. The universe pouring through her dreams every night. The Nestenes took a memory print of her and got more than they bargained for. Like you. Not just your face, but your heart and your soul." He places his hands to either side of her face and closes his eyes before placing his forehead to Tory's. "I'm leaving them a message for when they wake up, so they know what's happening," he added and uses the sonic to close the Pandorica.
"Whoa, whoa, whoa. What are you doing?" Rory protested.
"Saving them. This is the ultimate prison. You can't even escape by dying. It forces you to stay alive."
"But they're already dead."
"Mostly dead," he corrected. "The Pandorica can stasis-lock them that way. All it needs is a scan of their living DNA and it'll restore them."
"Where's it going to get that?"
"In about 2.000 years," he replied, recalling that Tory still exist. Well, her past-life in 1941, way before he and Rose met her. "Historian still around Earth at 1941, so it will be easy to get her sample. I've already made sume adjustment so she will be awake alongside Amy in 1996, so she won't we waiting for 55 years inside Pandorica."
1.894 years later, Amy falls, gasping heavily as she's slowly standing and pushes a button, showing Tory in a sit, already wakes up.
"Are you all right? Who are you?" Young Amy asked as Amy helps Tory.
"I'm... fine," she replied, nearly slumps had Tory didn't catch her and put her on a sit. "We're supposed to... rest. Got to rest, the Doctor says."
"Well, you know me, Amy. I never listen to his rubbish words," Tory commented, looking around, understand what's happening right now. "Whoa. National Museum. Nice place."
Young Amy frowns. "What doctor?"
"Oh, a mad one. The madman in the box, who also my brother dear," the young girl winks. "1996, I presume?"
"Who are you? The both of you?"
"It's a long story," Amy responded, forcing herself to stands up and sees a panel depicting the history of the Pandorica that Tory quietly witness. "A very long story."
Tory press a red button that shows a video presentation and a narrator speaking. "According to legend, wherever the Pandorica was taken, throughout its long history, the Centurion would be there, guarding it. He appears as an iconic image in the artwork of many cultures, and there are several documented accounts of his appearances, and his warnings to the many who attempted to open the box before its time. His last recorded appearance was during the London blitz in 1941."
She tenses up, recalling that events in her mind. How many children became victims of London blitz... including Jamie.
"The warehouse where the Pandorica was stored was destroyed by incendiary bombs, but the box itself was found the next morning, a safe distance from the blaze. There are eyewitness accounts from the night of the fire of a figure in Roman dress, carrying the box from the flames. Since then, there have been no sightings of the Lone Centurion, and many have speculated that if he ever existed, he perished in the fires of that night, performing one last act of devotion to the box he had pledged to protect for nearly 2.000 years."
"Rory," Amy lamented as tears falling from her eyes. "Oh, Rory."
"Exterminate!" A loud sound shouted.
"Great! Just ruin a moment!" Tory grumbled, taking her sword as she, Amy, and her younger self turn to the room's entrance.
"What's that?" Young Amy asked.
"Get behind!" The Time Lady warned with a Dalek moves towards them.
"Exterminate!"
Suddenly, the Doctor appears between her and the Dalek. "...Trouble," he mumbled and sees the Dalek. "Oh!" Then, he sees both Amy. "Two of you? Complicated."
"Get them out!" Tory shouted as she uses her eyes to shielding them from Dalek's attack.
"Exterminate! Weapons systems restoring."
The Doctor takes Amy and her younger self by the hand. "Come along, Ponds," he said as they all run away.
"Exterminate!"
"Quickly!" Tory urged, then spotting her brother takes the fez from its head. "Give me!" She insisted and takes the fez for herself.
"What are we doing?" Amy asked.
"Running for our live, and also, find a way to stop that lousy Dalek."
A night guard appears with a torch, which make four of them hide behind the Pandorica. "What's going on?" He asked.
"Get out of here. Go! Just run!" The Doctor urged, which none of girls comply.
"Drop the device!" The Dalek warned.
"It's not a weapon. Scan it. It's not a weapon, and you don't have the power to waste!"
"Scans indicate intruder unarmed."
"Do you think?" The night guard dared as Tory hears a sound of gun being fired.
"Vision impaired! Vision..."
They move forward, only to find the Dalek unable to see around and the night guard that's none other than Rory Williams himself. "Amy?" He realized.
"Rory!" Amy runs to him and hug him.
"I'm sorry. I'm sorry, I couldn't help it. It just happened."
"Oh, Shut up," she hushed him and kisses him.
"Oh! Eugh! Gross!" Tory yelped while covering Young Amy's eyes. "Time and place, lovebirds!"
"I waited. 2,000 years, I waited for you," Rory began.
"No, still shut up," Amy repeated and kisses him longer.
"And break! And breathe!" The Doctor said before huffing. "Well, somebody didn't get out much for 2.000 years."
"I'm thirsty. Can I get a drink?" Young Amy asked, eyes still covers by Tory's hand.
"Oh, it's all mouths today, isn't it?!"
"You tell me," Tory commented, still looking disgust by Amy and Rory romantic kiss. Ugh, what is it with people and kiss? Like, it's just so... ew! "But how that Dalek still alive?"
"The light! The light from the Pandorica, it must have hit the Dalek," the Doctor realized. "Out, out, out!" He rushes Amy and Rory out while Tory takes off her hand from Young Amy's eyes and dragging her as well.
After makes sure they all out of the room, Tory and Rory close the door behind them and the Doctor sonics the lock.
"So, 2.000 years. How did you do?" The Doctor asked.
"Kept out of trouble," Rory shrugged.
"How?"
"Unsuccessfully."
The Doctor picks up a mop and takes the fez from Tory, ready to uses it when Rory pointing out. "The mop! That's how you looked all those years ago when you gave me the sonic."
"Ah! Well, no time to lose then," he noted, activates the manipulator, disappears, and reappears. "Oops, sorry," he mumbled, uses the mop to block the door.
"How can he do that? Is he magic?" Young Amy asked as he disappears again.
"Vortex Manipulator, girl," Tory corrected. "Just allows him to travel anywhere, but it makes you sick, so nothing's magic about that. Well, except my amazing sword!"
The Doctor reappears. "Right, let's go then," he said heads up the stairs before stops. "Wait! Now I don't have the sonic, I just gave it Rory 2.000 years ago," he realized, taps on manipulator. "Right then." He reaches into Amy's pocket and pulls out his sonic screwdriver just like he instructed. "Off we go! No, hang on." He stops and look at Young Amy. "How did you know to come here?" He asked as she reaches into her coat pocket, pulls out a pamphlet and a sticky note. "Ah, my handwriting. Okay!"
"Wait!" Rory stopped him. "You also send something so Tory'll come to the warehouse in 1941."
"Oh, of course!" He nods, rushes to a stand and grabs a pamphlet before rushing a desk to grab the note. He then activates the manipulator before reappears and gives Young Amy her drink. "There you go, drink up!"
"Where are we going?" Amy asked.
"The roof."
At the top of the landing, another Doctor appears, his jacket smoking. He falls down the stairs and rolls to a stop. Present Doctor rushes over and uses the sonic on him.
"Doctor, it's you," Rory noticed as Tory observes from afar. "How can it be you?"
"Doctor, is that you?" Amy wondered.
"Yeah, it's me. Me from the future," he alluded as Future Doctor suddenly wakes up, sits up, grabs him and whispers something in his ear before falling back to the floor unconscious.
"Pulse?" Tory inquired.
"None," he replied shortly and stands. "He's dead," he added, climbs over body and goes up the stairs. "Right, I've got 12 minutes, that's good."
"12 minutes to live? How is that good?" Amy asked.
"I mean, at least you know what you need to do," Tory blurted. "Meet your hero, inventing a new genre books, selling some old ideas out there! And many more!"
"We can't leave him here, dead," Rory argued.
"Oh, good! Are you in charge now? So, tell me, what are we going to do about Amelia?" The Doctor asked, annoyed.
"Where did she go?" Amy asked, finding her younger self disappears, leaving her drink on the floor.
"It's just like before," Rory recalled, looking at Tory.
"History is still collapsing. My younger self and Amelia erased," Tory replied.
"How can we be here, if we're not?" Amy asked.
"You're an anomaly. We all are," the Doctor specified. "We're all hanging on at the eye of the storm, but the eye is closing, and if we don't do something, reality will never have happened. Today, just dying is a result. Now, come on!" He insisted as he and Tory head off. "Move it. Come on!"
The Doctor climbs out of the stairwell and onto the roof. Tory, Amy, and Rory follow him.
"What, it's morning already?" Amy frowns, noticing the sky's already shining and clear from dark night. "How did that happen?"
"History is erasing, and so does the Universe is collapsing," Tory replied as the Doctor uses his sonic on a satellite dish.
"What are you doing?" Rory asked.
"Looking for the TARDIS."
"But the TARDIS exploded."
"Okay, then. I'm looking for an exploding TARDIS," he corrected and removes the dish from its mounting.
"I don't understand," Amy remarked. "So, the TARDIS blew up and took the universe with it. Why would it do that? How?"
Tory shrugged. "Who knows? But now, we need to focus what we're searching for. Total event collapse's happening now, which means every star across the universe never happened, including the sun. So," Tory gestures at the bright thing above Earth, "that's clearly not your typical sun."
"And normal sun won't making a noise," the Doctor stated, holds up the dish and amplifies the sound of the TARDIS with the sonic. "That's our TARDIS burning up. That's what's been keeping the Earth warm."
"Doctor, there's something else," Rory noticed. "There's a voice."
The Doctor adjusts the settings of the screwdriver. Tory quietly hears a voice speaking. "I'm sorry, everyone."
"I can't hear anything," Amy remarked.
"Trust the plastic," Rory added while gesturing his ears.
"I'm sorry, everyone. I'm sorry, everyone. I'm sorry, everyone."
"Doctor, that's River," Amy realized. "How can she be up there?"
"It must be like a recording or something," Rory guessed
"The emergency protocols," Tory quickly shared. "The TARDIS has sealed off the control room and put her into a time loop to save her. She is right at the heart of the explosion, waiting for anyone to rescue River."
The Doctor wastes no time to uses Vortex Manipulator to get Rived. He disappears ans reappears on the roof with her.
"Amy! Tory!" River cried, eyeing Rory. "And the plastic Centurion?"
"It's okay! He's Rory. He's not like them," Tory asserted.
River raises her eyebrown. "Really? I dated a Nestene duplicate once... swappable head, it did keep things fresh. Right then, I have questions. But number one is this... What in the name of sanity have you got on your head?" She alludes to the fez on the Doctor's head.
"It's a fez. I wear a fez now. Fezes are cool," he shared.
Tory and River look at each other. Together, Tory snatches the fez, throws it away as River shoots it.
"Oh!" He pouted.
Suddenly, a Dalek appears, levitating up the side of the building. "Exterminate!" It shouted.
"Okay, that's our cue to move!" Tory yelled as she and the Doctor covers their retreat by holding up the satellite dish as a shield as the Dalek fires. The Time Lady waves her hands, creating a gravity prison to imprison the Dalek, buying them time to escape using the stairwell.
As they arrive at stairway, the Doctor uses his sonic screwdriver to seal the hatch while River has her gun aimed at it, just in case. "Doctor, Tory, come on."
"Shh. It's moving away, finding another way in," he hushed her as they climbs down ladder. "It needs to restore its power before it can attack again. Now, that means we've got exactly," he checks his watch. "4 and a half minutes before it's at lethal capacity."
"How do you know?" Rory asked.
"Because that's when it's due to kill me."
"Kill you? What do you mean, kill you?" River demanded.
"Long story," Tory said as they run into National Museum's hallway.
"How can that Dalek even exist?" The Doctor pondered. "It was erased from time and then it came back. How?"
"You said the light from the Pandorica," Rory recalled while they're in exhibit hall.
"It's not a light, it's a restoration field, but never mind. Call it a light. That light brought Amy and Tory back, but how could it bring back a Dalek when the Daleks have never existed?"
"Okay, tell us," Amy told him.
"When the TARDIS blew up, it caused a total event collapse. A time explosion. It blasted every atom in every moment of the universe. Except..."
"Except inside the Pandorica."
"The perfect prison," Tory added. "Inside it contains a perfectly preserved, a few billion atoms of the universe as it was. In theory, you could extrapolate the whole universe from a single one of them, like cloning a body from a single cell. The box contains a memory of the universe, and the light transmits the memory."
"And that's how we're going to do it," the Doctor finished.
"Do what?" Amy asked.
"Big bang," Tory answered as they continues on.
"Tory, normally I can tolerate your bizzare, mad idea, but this is something else!" River argued. "The Pandorica partially restored one Dalek. If it can't even reboot a single life form properly, how will it reboot the whole of reality?"
"What if we give it a moment of infinite power?" The Doctor offered. "Transmit the light from the Pandorica to every particle of space and time simultaneously?"
"Well, that would be lovely, dear, but we can't, because it's completely impossible."
"But it's not," Tory disagreed, looking at River curiously. "Because we have something to complete it. We only need..."
Before Tory can continue, the Doctor shoves her away, getting himself shot by the Dalek and falls to the floor. The Dalek moving down the hall. "Exterminate! Exterminate!"
"Doctor?" Tory called, kneeling besides him alongside River, while Rory takes Amy out of the way.
"Get back. River, Tory, get back now!" Rory warned.
"Exterminate!"
"Doctor. Doctor, it's me, River. Can you hear me?" River asked, worry.
"What do you need?" Tory asked in urgent, trying to find a way to safe him that doesn't involve him regenerate like he did during Daleks' invasion.
Struggling, he activates the manipulator and disappears, leaving Tory and River in confusion. "Where did he go?" River asked. "Damn it, he could be anywhere."
"He went downstairs. 12 minutes ago," Amy replied.
"Show me!"
"Problem is... he died," Tory added, knowing well that Amy can't bare to tell River that.
"Systems restoring! You will be exterminated!" The Dalek claimed.
"We've got to move. That thing's coming back to life," Rory suggested.
"You go to the Doctor. I'll be right with you," River stated as Amy and Rory leave
"River?" Tory called and the woman looks at her. "Give that noisy Dalek some hell."
"You know I will," River teased.
"Good luck," she added before leaving, finding Amy and Rory on a stair, so confused. The girl notices the Doctor's not around here, despite Rory's jacket still around.
"How could he have moved? He was dead!" Rory argued.
"No, he's not," Tory disagreed as she runs down the stairs. "He purposely lie."
"How can you be sure?" Amy asked.
"I just know."
No longer after, River joins them. "Who told you about that?"
"He did."
"Rule one. The Doctor lies," she glances at Tory. "And so does you."
"Where's the Dalek?" Amy asked, looking around.
"It died," River replied, holding Tory's hand as they steps down the stair and heading throught the exhibit hall with Amy and Rory from behind.
"There he is," Tory noticed the Doctor's inside Pandorica. They all rush to his side. River goes to check on him.
"Why did he tell us he was dead?" Rory wondered.
"Distraction," Tory replied. "So he could work down here."
"Doctor, can you hear me?" River asked. "What were you doing?"
"What's happening?" Rory asked, finding the explosion TARDIS getting bigger and the displays are empty.
"Reality's collapsing. It's speeding up."
"Where did everything go?" Amy wondered.
"Well, history is being erased, so nothing ever exist," Tory addressed, looking at her brother who looks so tired. "Brother dear, what were you doing?"
"Big... Bang... Two," he whispered.
"The Big Bang. That's the beginning of the universe, right?" Rory recalled.
"What, and Big Bang Two is the bang that brings it back?" Amy concluded. "Is that what you mean?"
"With the manipulator as well," Tory shared and the Doctor gives a small nod to her.
"Oh! I see!" River understood.
"What?" Amy frowns.
"The TARDIS is still burning. It's exploding at every point in history. If you threw the Pandorica into the explosion, right into the heart of the fire..."
"Then let there be light," Tory noted. "The light from the Pandorica would explode everywhere at once, just like he said."
"That would work?" Amy looks at them. "That would bring everything back?"
River nods. "A restoration field, powered by an exploding TARDIS, happening at every moment in history. Oh, that's brilliant. It might even work!" She denoted, pulls out his sonic screwdriver and runs it along the wires. "He's wired the vortex manipulator to the rest of the box." River glances at Tory. "That's what you mean back then."
Tory nods. "Exactly. We need a time travel's device to help the process." She sighs, looking solemn suddenly. "But we need someone to makes sure it works. We need someone inside Pandorica." She looks beneath her. "We need the Doctor, as he's going to fly the Pandorica into the heart of the explosion."
Amy and Rory looks defeated, unable to say anything else.
"Put that here," River instructed Tory as she does what River said. "You're sure you want to come inside?"
Tory quietly looking at Amy and Rory behind, making sure they don't heard her conversation while helping River. "I can't leave him alone, he needs someone," she looks at River. "You know that."
"I do. But that doesn't mean I like it."
"I know," Tory sighs, gently holding the Doctor's hand, to ease him. She knows he acts tired, but deep down, worry that he will killed her again, which is just stupid to think about. "But please bear with me, okay?"
River slowly nods, finishing the adjustment, despite Tory can see how heartbroken she looks.
"Can you tell Amy we want to talk her?" The Doctor kindly asked River.
The woman stands up and move forward to Amy and Rory. "Amy... they want to talk to you."
"So, what happens here? Big Bang Two? What happens to us?" She asked as Tory slowly steps inside Pandorica and standing beside the Doctor.
"We all wake up where we ought to be. None of this ever happens and we don't remember it," River answered.
"River... tell me they come back, too."
"The Doctor and the Historian will be the heart of the explosion."
"So?"
"So all the cracks in time will close, but they'll be on the wrong side... Trapped in the never-space, the void between the worlds. All memory of them will be purged from the universe. They will never have been born. Now, please. They want to talk to you before they go."
"Not to you?"
"They don't really know me yet. Now they never will."
Tory can sees tears coming from River's eyes, but she can't say anything else as Amy walks slowly to the Pandorica. "Hi."
"Amy Pond. The girl who waited. All night in your garden. Was it worth it?" He slowly asked her.
"Shut up. Of course it was."
"You asked us why we were taking you with us and I said, 'we don't know.' Well, truth to be told, we were lying," Tory confessed.
Amy shook her head. "It's not important."
"Yeah, it's the most important thing left in the universe. It's why we're doing this," the Doctor disagreed. "Amy, your house was too big. That big, empty house. And just you."
"And Aunt Sharon."
"Where were your mum and dad? Where was... everybody who lived in that big house?"
"I lost my Mum and Dad."
"How, exactly?" Tory pressed. "What happened to them? Do you remember?"
Amy starts to look lost. "I... I don't..."
"Don't worry. It's perfectly understandable."
"I don't even remember."
"There was a crack in time in the wall of your bedroom and it's been eating away at your life for a long time now," the Doctor revealed. "Amy Pond, all alone. The girl who didn't make sense. How could both of us resist?"
"How could I just forget?"
"Nothing is ever forgotten, not really. But you have to try."
The ground shakes.
"Doctor! Tory! It's speeding up!" River informed. Amy quickly places the sonic screwdriver in his pocket.
"There's going to be a very big bang. Big Bang Two. Try and remember your family and they'll be there," he told her.
"How can I remember them if they never existed?"
"Because you're Amy Pond," Tory denoted, holding her arms. "That crack in your wall, all that time, the universe filling inside your head. You brought Rory back, which means you can bring them back as well. You just remember and they'll be there."
Amy starts backs away. "You two won't."
"Well, you'll have your family back. You won't need us, your imaginary friends."
The Doctor laughs weakly. "Amy Pond... crying over us, eh? Guess what?"
"What?"
"Gotcha."
The Pandorica closes. Tory quickly takes her seat as she feels the Pandorica launches into the sky. The Doctor sends a message via his communicator before dropping it to the floor as the pain increases.
"Oh, this is wild!" Tory admitted, holding her seat. "Way much fun that those lame rolled coaster!"
"This is nothing like those things," the Doctod grumbled.
The Time Lords wakes up on the floor and sits up. "Oh! Okay. We escaped, then. Brilliant! Love it when we do that," the Doctor admitted, checking his body. "Legs, yes. Bow tie, cool." He touches his head. "I can buy a fez."
"We can buy that on Kerblam. I heard there's a new discount," Tory commented, helping him to gets up as they both hear their past's voice and Amy.
"The beach. The beach is the best. Automatic sand," Past Doctor suggested.
"Automatic sand? What does that mean?" Past Amy frowns.
"Well, It's automated. Obviously," Past Tory remarked.
Both walk around and sees themself and Amy dressed for the beach. "Oh," they realized in unison.
"Cleans up the lolly sticks," Past Doctor stated.
"No, hang on! That's last week when we went to Space Florida," the Doctor remembered.
"Are we rewinding?" Tory wondered. "Like we're getting into our past?"
The Doctor looks at monitor and sees the crack closing. "Hello, universe, goodbye, Time Lords. Amy?"
Suprisingly, Past Amy turns around.
"She can heard us?" Tory gaped.
They suddenly outside the flat where they shared with Craig. Both siblings see Past Amy crosses the street in front of them.
"Ah, three weeks ago, when she put the card in the window," the Doctor realized. "Amy!"
"Amy!" Tory called as Amy looks up. "Doctor! She can hear us!"
They turn around to see the crack in the road.
"Oh my goodness," Tory mumbled. "Byzantium."
Both of them spot Past Amy, Past Doctor, and Past Tory.
"Good luck everyone. Behave. Do not let that girl open her eyes. Protect my sister. And keep watching the forest. Stop those Angels advancing. Amy, Historian, later!" Past Doctor said as he, Past River, and soms clerics leaving.
Tory stays in hiding as the Doctor approaches Past Amy and Past her. Now everything makes sense.
"Hey, sister dear," he greeted Past her.
"Brother dear," Past her replied. "Is everything okay?"
"Yeah. Just... makes sure things okay."
"Okay, then."
He smiles to her and then looking worry at Past Amy. "Amy. You need to start trusting me, it's never been more important."
"But you don't always tell me the truth," Past Amy protested. "Both of you."
"If me and my sister always told you the truth, we wouldn't need you to trust us."
"Doctor, the crack in my wall, how can it be here?"
"I don't know yet, but I'm working it out. Now, listen. Remember what we told you when you were 7?"
"What did you tell me?"
The Doctor rests his forehead against hers. "No, no... That's not the point. You have to remember," he insisted, kisses her on the head and leaves, returning to her hiding.
"Remember what? Doctor? Doctor?" Past Amy called.
"Well, that was weird," Past her commented.
Soon, they found themself at Amy's house. "Amelia's house," the Doctor realized and checks his watch. "When she was 7. The night she waited."
"And being a sleeping beauty," Tory commented as they find Amy curled up asleep on her suitcase.
"The girl who waited," he smiles fondly. "Come here, you."
Tory opens Amy's bedroom as the Doctor's carrying her into her bed before sits down in the chair next to the bed. Tory simply sitting on a bed near Amy.
"It's funny. I thought if you could hear us, I could hang on somehow. Silly me. Silly old Doctor. When you wake up, you'll have a mum and dad... And you won't even remember us," the Doctor lamented.
"I'm sure you'll remember us. The Raggedy Doctor and the Quirky Historian. Madman and madgirl with a box. The Time Siblings," Tory murmured. "We'll be a story in your head. But that's okay. Really."
"We're all stories in the end. Just make it a good one, eh?" The Doctor chuckles. "Cos it was, you know. It was the best. A daft old man who stole a magic box and ran away with his bizzare-slash-mad sister. Did I ever tell you that I stole it? Well, I borrowed it. I was always going to take it back."
"Pretty sure the old girl would disagree."
"Oh, I'm sure she is. But, oh, that box, Amy. You'll dream about that box. It'll never leave you. Big and little at the same time. Brand new and ancient. And the bluest blue ever. And the times we had, eh? Woulda had... Never had. In your dreams, they'll still be there. The Time Lords and Amy Pond. And the days that never came."
Tory glances at the crack. "The cracks are closing. But they can't close properly until both of us on the other side." She sighs. "Oh well, it could get worse, you know. But hey, I'm glad to meet you and Rory," she smiles sadly, patting her ginger hair. "I'm glad with all adventures we had together."
"Live well. Love Rory," the Doctor whispered and kisses her head, caresses her hair. "Bye bye, Pond."
He and Tory stands up, walking toward the crack. Both nod at each other and step forward.
Something has been bugging Amy since this morning. She doesn't know why, to be honest. She tries to shrug that off, but that feeling just still intact inside her mind. She'd lost her thought as everyone clasp as the best man for her wedding has just finished his speech. "Ladies and gentlemen, the father of the bride, Augustus Pond!" He announced as her father, Agustus, stands up.
"Sorry, everyone. I'll be another 2 minutes. I'm just reviewing certain aspects," he said while sits back and everyone giggles.
"Your father, Amelia, will be the absolute death of me. Unless, of course, I strike pre-emptively," her mother, Tabetha, speaked.
Amy laughs but stops as she sees a woman walk by the windows. She soon stands, staring outside.
"Amy? You Okay?" Rory, her husband, asked.
"Yeah, I'm fine. I'm," she sits, "fine."
"Right. Er... You're crying."
Amy realizes it as well. "So I am. Why am I doing that?"
"Because you're happy, probably. Happy Mrs. Rory. Happy, happy, happy."
"No. I'm sad. I'm really, really sad."
"Great," Rory grumbled.
"Why am I sad?" She wondered and looks down at the table in front of Rory. A blue journal. "What's that?"
"Oh, er, someone left it for you. A woman," Rory said and hands her the journal.
"But what is it?"
"It's a book."
Amy flips through the journal, frowns. "It's blank."
"It's a present."
"But why?"
"Well, you know the old saying. The old... wedding... thing. Huh?"
Amy slowly begins to remember. Something that's been bugging her mind.
"Amy?" Rory called, but Amy doesn't pay his attention, and neither when her father begins his speech. She looks around the room and sees one guest wearing a red bowtie, another with blue braces, a baby girl wearing a red overall dress, two boys playing with a fake sword from afar.
As her tear falls from her eye and lands on the blue journal, Amy finally realizes what's bugging her. "Shut up, Dad!" She stopped him, stands up.
"Amy?" Rory called, worry.
"Amelia?" Agustus frowns.
"Sorry, but shut up, please! There're two missing people... two very important people. A siblings who are so, so important."
"Amy, what's wrong?" Rory asked.
"Sorry. Sorry, everyone. But when I was a kid, I had two imaginary friend."
"Oh no, not this again," Tabetha muttered.
"The raggedy Doctor and the quirky Historian. My raggedy Doctor and quirky Historian. But they weren't imaginary. They were real."
"The psychiatrists we sent her to!"
"I remember you two! I remember! I brought the others back, I can bring you two home, too. Raggedy man, quirky girl, I remember you two, and you two are late for our wedding!"
In the silence, Rory hears the glasses start to tinkle against each other as the ground starts to shake. The chandelier begins to sway.
"I found you two. I found you in words, like you two knew I would. That's why you two told me the story... the brand new, ancient blue box. Oh, clever. Very clever," Amy mused as the wind begins to blow.
"Amy, what is it?" Rory asked.
"Something old... Something new... Something borrowed... Something blue."
The TARDIS begins to slowly materialize in the middle of the floor.
"It's the Doctor and Tory!" Rory finally remembered as the TARDIS solidifies and Amy climbs over the table to get to it. "How did we forget them? I was plastic. Tory was the stripper at my stag," he glances at Tabetha who looks shocked, mainly at the notion of a child being a stripper during his stag party. "Long story," he quickly added.
Amy quickly knocks on TARDIS' door. "Okay, you two. Did I surprise you this time?"
The door opens and the Doctor is wearing a top hat with white tie and tails. A white scarf is loosely draped over his shoulders while Tory wears a simple black mermaid dress and black kitten heals. "Er, yeah. Completely astonished. Never expected that. How lucky I happened to be wearing this old thing," the Doctor admitted as he and Tory step out onto the floor.
"Hello, everyone! We're Amy's imaginary friends!" Tory introduced with big grin. "You can call me Tory, by the way," she added and shakes Amy's parents' hand. "But please, stop thinking of us as fantasy. It's getting annoying and frustrating." She looks at Rory. "And look who we've got here! Mr. Pond! Congratulation!"
"Thanks, but I'm not Mr. Pond," Rory corrected. "That's not how it works."
"Yeah, it is," the Doctor noted while shaking Rory's father, Brian.
"Yeah, it is."
"Right then, everyone. We'll move our box. You're going to need the space," he said and enters the TARDIS with Tory. "We only came for the dancing."
"And me with teaching kids how to use proper sword," she added.
Later at night, The Doctod creates his own dance, which he named Giraffe Drunk as Crazy Little Thing Called Love playing.
Amy just laughs at the stupid moves the Doctor does. "You're terrible. That is embarrassing!" She pointed out.
That doesn't keep him from teaching the dance to all the children at the reception. "That's it. That's good. Keep it loose!" He encouraged all children.
Amy and Rory look on and laugh, but their laugh soon morped into horror. "Oh no," Rory muttered, looking afar.
"What is it?" Amy asked before following Rory's gaze. "Oh no."
From afar, both couple can see Tory with some young boys around her age. She's swinging her sword as all boys just watch in amusement. But what truly concern them... are the fact that the boys are holding some real sword right now.
"Now, this is what I called a dangerous, yet excited movement!" Tory declared.
"Okay, we should stop her now," Rory suggested, which Amy doesn't mind as they rush outside the room, intend to stop Tory from going to harming children.
After some long scolding and some few moments of causing some trouble, Amy and Rory finally on peace as they're slowly dancing to You Give Me Something.
"You nearly got us into trouble," the Doctor huffed, glaring Tory who just shrugging.
"Hey! They ask me to showed them some real movement while holding actual sword! They knew the risk!" Tory insisted.
The Doctor just shook his head, looking at Amy and Rory while leans against a doorway. "2.000 years," he mused.
"The boy who waited... with the girl who waited," Tory murmured happily. "Perfect couple."
They head back to the TARDIS that they parked outside Amy's house. As the Doctor puts his key to the lock, someone speaks. "Did you dance? Well, you always dance at weddings, don't you? Except Tory, of course."
Tory turns around. "I know, he's terrible," she said and River giggles by her respond. Tory hands River her journal back. "The writing's all back, but we didn't peek at all."
"Thank you," she said as the Doctor gives back the Vortex Manipulator.
"Are you married, River?" He asked.
River glances at him as shs puts the manipulator on. "Are you asking?"
"Yes."
"Yes."
"No, hang on," he quickly interjected. "Did you think I was asking you to marry me, o-o-or asking if you were married?"
"Yes."
"No, but was that 'yes', or 'yes'?"
"Yes," River emphasized.
Tory giggles at their banter. "River... who are you? Truly?" She asked, wanting to know.
Her face slowly looks solemn, quietly holding Tory's right shoulder with gentle. "You two are going to find out very soon now. And I'm sorry... but that's when everything changes," she replied before activates manipulator.
"I'm looking forward for that," Tory admitted as they enter the TARDIS and dance up to the console.
As the Doctor starts to handle the controls, the door opens and Amy walks in. "Oi! Where are you two off to? We haven't even had a snog in the shrubbery yet."
Rory follows her in and shuts the door. "Amy!" He huffed.
"Shut up... it's our wedding day. We should celebrate something bigger!"
"Sorry, you two... shouldn't have slipped away," the Doctor simply responded. "Bit busy, you know?"
"You two just saved the whole of space and time," Rory remarked. "Take the evening off. Maybe a bit of tomorrow."
"Oh that would be great," Tory admitted. "But sadly, space and time isn't always safe. Especially our case. We still don't know who exploded the TARDIS. And why as well. Prisoner Zero's warning still remains unknown. We know about Pandorica, but not about the Silence," she mentioned, leaning againts the console, before the phone begins to ring. "Hello!" She picks up. "Oh! Is that so? Oh my goodness, she was sealed into the Seventh Obelisk?! Not my problem, you know. And for goodness sake, stop yelling!"
The Doctor quickly snatches the phone. "Sorry. We were as at the prayer meeting. Well, no, we get that it's important. An Egyptian goddess loose on the Orient Express… in space! Give us a mo," he looks to the couple. "Sorry, something's come up. This will have to be goodbye."
"Yeah, I think it's goodbye," Amy looks at her husband. "Do you think it's goodbye?"
"Definitely goodbye," Rory agreed.
Amy heads for the door, opens the TARDIS' door and waves. "Goodbye! Goodbye," she shouted and closes the door.
The Time Lords smile. "Don't worry about a thing, Your Majesty. We're on our way," he ended up the call as Amy and Rory hold onto the console and Tory sets the TARDIS in motion, for their next adventures that await them.