Let's Kill Hitler! I've been looking forward to this chapter because Zuri is going to have a new experience, that will really begin to bring us into some of the things I have planned. As always, I own nothing, and please leave a review.

Birds were singing, and the sun was shining, when a Mini plowed through stalks of corn. There was a loud rustling and cracking as crushed corn ground beneath the tires.

In the car, Amy and Rory were seated. Amy held a map, calling out directions to Rory.

"Okay, left. Sharp turn!"

Rory whipped the wheel as they crossed a previous path.

"Okay, right! No no, I mean left." Neither of them noticed the blue glow from the backseat.

"No! Sorry, right! Right, I definitely mean right."

Rory turned right.

"Now loop-the-loop!" Amy directed.

"STOP!"

Rory slammed on the brakes at the unexpected voice. The couple turned to see Zuri in the back seat.

"Come on." Zuri sassed and the trio got out of the car. The TARDIS had appeared before them, and the Doctor stepped out holding a newspaper. The headline read, 'Leadworth's Crop Circle'.

"Seriously?"

"You never answer your phone," Rory stated.

Zuri felt his frustration, oozing out of him like a physical thing.

"Okay, you've had all summer. Have you found her? Have you found Melody?" Amy asked.

The Doctor merely handed the paper to Rory. "Permission?"

"Granted," Rory said.

The Time Lord hugged Amy. "You know who she grows up to be, so you know I will find her."

"But you haven't yet?" Amy pouted.

"Hang on," Rory interrupted. "What's this bit?"

The picture in the paper showed a line that Amy and Rory didn't put there.

"That wasn't us..."

The Doctor took the paper from Rory, walking around to figure out exactly where that line would be. He stopped, Amy, Rory, and Zuri behind him, at the sound of an engine. A red corvette was headed straight for them. The group screamed save Zuri and dove out of the way. Fear.

The car stopped, an inch away from the TARDIS. A young black woman emerged. Amy and Rory stood, Amy already shaking her head.

"You said he was funny, and she was great, you never said they were hot." The young woman said.

"Mels?" Rory gaped.

"What are you doing here?" Amy asked.

"Following you, what do you think?"

The Doctor used the car to stand. Zuri hid her sniggers, seeing as he hadn't noticed her yet.

"Um," Rory asked, "Where did you get the car?"

"It's mine." Police sirens wailed in the distance, getting closer. Mels shrugged. "Ish."

"Oh, Mels, not again." Amy mothered.

"You can't keep doing this," Rory added. "You'll end up in prison."

"Sorry, hello, Doctor not following this. Doctor very lost. You never said I was hot?! And who's this she?"

Zuri piped up then. "That's probably me, you Time Dunce."

"Zuri!" Joy.

Mels pointed at the TARDIS. "Is that the phone box! The bigger-on-the-inside phone box?" She caressed the box. "Time travel- that's just brilliant."

The Doctor leaned on the TARDIS, his non-existent eyebrows raised.

"Yeah," Mels said. "I've heard a lot about you. I'm their best mate."

"Then why don't I know you?" The Doctor asked. "I danced with everyone at the wedding. The women were all brilliant, the men were a bit shy. Zuri here was amazing though."

"I don't do weddings." The police sirens grew even closer. "And that's me out of time."

She pulled a gun and pointed it at the Doctor, before aiming it at Zuri.

"Mels!" Amy shouted.

"For god's sake," Rory added.

"What are you doing?"

"I need out of here, now," Mels answered, gun still aimed at Zuri.

The Doctor looked nervously between the gun and Zuri. "Anywhere in particular?"

"Well let's see." Mels pretended to ponder. "You've got a time machine, I've got a gun. What the hell- let's kill Hitler."

Zuri backed slowly towards the TARDIS. Something was wrong, she could almost taste the nervous energy in the air. "Alright, Doc, fire up the time rotor?"

"Of course, of course. You-" He turned to Mels, "Stop pointing a gun at Zuri or we will have problems beyond your wildest imagination."

"Nah. Just drive, time boy."

"No, Doctor. It's fine, she won't hurt me." Zuri indicated he should focus on the controls. He's angry.

"What makes you think that, Sweetheart?" Mels teased.

"I know who you are, and I know who you will become."

There was a long pause. "Amy said you knew things... I never thought." Mels kept the gun pointed squarely at Zuri. She's scared.

The Doctor started the time rotor but didn't set the destination. "Now. Guns don't work here. We're in a state of temporal grace. So put it down."

Mels grinned. "So it won't do anythin'?" She waved the gun around and then fired. Zuri ducked as the bullet whizzed over her head, straight through the time rotor casing. Pain. Such pain.

"You've shot it!" The Doctor shouted as they all clung to the rails. "You shot my TARDIS! You shot the console!"

"It's your fault!" Mels argued.

"How is it my fault?"

"You said guns don't work in this place. You said we're in a state of temporal grace!"

"That was a clever lie, you idiot. Anyone could tell that was a clever lie!" The Doctor frantically worked the controls, trying to stabilize their frantic flight. He fed the console coordinates as Amy screamed. Fear.

The TARDIS crashed through a window, and the five of them tumbled out, coughing.

"Out, out, out!" The Doctor instructed. "Everybody out, don't breath the smoke, just get out!"

"Where are we?" Amy asked.

Zuri glanced around as the Doctor answered, "A room."

"What room?" That was Rory.

"I don't know! I haven't memorized every room in the universe. I had yesterday off. Mels don't go in there." He snatched the gun from Mels hand.

"Oi!"

"Bad smoke, don't breath the bad, bad, smoke. Bad, deadly smoke, because somebody shot my TARDIS!"

"Doctor, I think this guy is hurt." Rory knelt by a man with glasses knocked askew. "No hang on. No, he's... he's fine."

"Guys," Zuri began, while the Doctor tried to stash the gun in a fruit bowl. "This is the Reich Chancellery. And that..." She pointed to the man emerging from behind a desk. "That's Hitler."

"Thank you. Whoever you are." Hitler acknowledged. "I think you've just saved my life."

"Believe me- it was an accident." The Doctor was shocked. Well, Mels wanted Hitler...

"What did he mean we saved his life?" Amy asked. "We could not have saved Hitler."

"You see!" The Doctor ignored the question. "You see, time travel, it never goes to plan."

"This box, what is it?" Hitler was confused.

"It's a police telephone box from London, England. That's right Adolf, the British are coming."

Behind the Doctor, the man they had plowed into with the TARDIS stood. A duplicate of a real man, if Zuri remembered correctly. The emotions in the room were a bit dizzying. How could she feel them? Right, ask questions later.

"No! Stop him!" Hitler pulled a gun and fired at the man. Pain. Mels.

Rory punched Hitler in the chin, knocking him to the floor, then picked up his gun. He aimed the gun at Hitler, saying, "Sit still, shut up."

Amy was helping the duplicate to his feet. "You alright?"

"Yes, yes. I think he missed."

"He was going to kill me!" Hitler protested.

"Shut up, Hitler." Rory was having none of it.

The Doctor took charge. "Rory, take Hitler and put him in that cupboard over there now. Do it."

"Right." If Rory was stunned at the situation, he handled it well. "Putting Hitler in the cupboard. Cupboard, Hitler. Hitler, cupboard. Come on." He pulled the German to his feet and across the floor.

"But I am the Fuhrer!"

"Right. In you go."

Zuri turned to Mels and helped her keep pressure on her stomach. She ignored the others focusing on the duplicate, but there was little she could do. "It'll be alright, Melody. You'll be fine." She comforted, lowering the woman to the floor. "Doctor! Rory! Help here!"

The three turned to look and shock echoed on each face before Rory went into nurse mode. "I've got to stop the bleeding. Zuri keep up that pressure. Keep her conscious."

"Hey," The Doctor tried. " Look at me, just hold on."

"I used to dream about you," Mels admitted. "All those stories Amy told me."

"What stories? Tell me, what stories. Vampires in Venice, that's a belter."

"When I was little, I was gonna marry you."

"Good idea." The Doctor said a bit frantically. "Let's get married. You live, and I'll marry you, deal? Deal?"

"Shouldn't you ask my parents permission?"

"Soon as you're well, I'll get on the phone."

Zuri sighed from her place at Mels side, trying to hold back the blood. "You may as well do it now, Doc. They're both here." The pain and fear in the air were becoming overwhelming.

"Penny in the air..." Mels began to glow golden with regeneration energy. "Penny drops."

"What the hell is going on?" Rory tried to ask as the Doctor ushered everyone back.

Mels managed to get to her feet. "Last time I did this I ended up a toddler in the middle of New York."

"Okay, Doctor, explain what is happening. Please?" Amy sounded so scared.

"Mels. Short for?"

"Melody," Mels answered tightly.

"Yeah, I named my daughter after her." Amy didn't understand.

"You named your daughter... after your daughter."

"Took me years to find you two." Mels put in. "I'm so glad I did. And, you see? It all worked out in the end, didn't it? You got to raise me after all."

"You're Melody?" Amy choked out.

"But if she's Melody, that means she's also..." River Song.

More pain. Gah! Would it just stop?

"Oh shut up Dad! I'm focusing on a dress size!"

Mels gave in to the regeneration then, the golden light bursting forth from her head and hands. She screamed, and the light faded.