A/N: So I'm pretty sure my regular upload day will be Thursday. If I don't stick to that don't yell at me, but it should be easier to considering I am almost finished with this school year. Anyway, enough with my rambling. Hope you enjoy this chapter, and I will see you next week (hopefully, fingers crossed). Disclaimer: Yada, yada, yada. I know I don't own anything. Quit rubbing it in. Oh, and one more thing. I don't know if changing my pen name will confuse you or what, but it is hollymariec0mbs now. I got tired of mbug1030.

Chapter 8

I ran to the panel on the wall, hoping the Doctor had left some sort of clue. I didn't know what to push. Instant solution, press buttons and don't stop at pressing buttons. It always seemed to work for the Doctor. After about a minute of fruitless button pressing a map appeared on the tiny screen next to the panel. The current position we were in read 'Lower Levels'. I pressed an arrow key and the map expanded to show the whole hospital.

"Where do you figure we go from here?" Mel asked as she peered over my shoulder.

"We're going to need some weapons." I smiled and zoomed in on Weapon Repairs & Replacements on the level above us.

"WHY ARE WE HERE AGAIN?" Mel shouted as we passed through a wind tunnel.

"WE NEED TO GET TO THE WEAPONS ROOM! I THOUGHT I MENTIONED!" I shouted back.

"YEAH, BUT WE DIDN'T ACTUALLY THINK YOU WERE BEING SERIOUS!" Rory shouted and then stumbled again. I shook my head and sighed. Of course I was serious. How else were we going to save the Doctor? We had to save him. And no, he is not my friend, I could care less what happens to him, but if I know one thing, we needed the Doctor if we were going to get out of this alive. We reached the last corner before the hallway containing the weapons room. I mouthed 'wait' to Mel and Rory, and slunk forward. I reached the doorway, and peered in. the room was barren save the aisles of weapons. I leaned back out of the door and motioned Mel and Rory forward. Mel nodded and ran towards me, pulling Rory along with her.

"So, no aliens in there, right?" Mel asked in her usual loud voice.

"Shush. No there are no Daleks in there right now, but that doesn't mean there aren't any on their way." I whispered hoarsely so it sounded like hissing.

"Well, sorry." She said putting her hands up and rolling her eyes. Thankfully, she had lowered her voice to match my whisper.

"Hate to interrupt you two, but what now?" Rory asked, tentatively stepping between Mel and me.

"Rory, watch the door. Mel and I will get us some weapons." I said, turning back towards the room.

"You should talk to her, you know." Mel whispered to Rory before following after Amy. Rory sighed and slid down the wall to a sitting position. He wrung his hands together and stared at them. Why does she have to be so infuriating, he thought, she is arrogant, bossy, rude, and… I think I'm in love with her. Rory looked back at the door and sighed again. Yeah, we really do need to talk.

"So, Rory seems pretty upset, any idea why?" I said, turning back to Mel. We were roaming through the surprisingly large weapons room, and had yet to find any human friendly ones.

"How am I supposed to know?" Mel replied, "Do I look like the Rory Williams whisperer?"

No, but you sounded like it a few minutes ago." I didn't hear what Mel had whispered in Rory's ear, but it was odd enough she had been whispering in his ear at all.

"I was just telling him to grow a pair, alright. Lay off." Mel quipped. I knew the conversation was over.

"Oh hey. These are very nice." I spotted a row of assault rifles on the wall. What do they need assault rifles for? I mean unless they have an army with actual han-

"Amy, could you take your gun please!" Mel shouted, effectively interrupting my musings. I took the gun and checked that it had ammo. I knew Mel could handle herself with these, but I was kind of afraid that Rory would shoot himself in the foot.

"Guys, we've got aliens incoming!" Rory shouted from outside.

"Great. You just had to yell, didn't you?"

"Well, so-rry! Maybe if someone hadn't been of in la-la land!" She said slinging the gun forward so the back rested on her shoulder. God, Rory, I hope you had the common sense to hide, I thought as the sounds of 'EXTERMINATE' grew closer and closer.

"EXTERMINATE! EXTERMINATE!" There were about six of them, give or take a number. Mel and I immediately began firing. Our bullets had no effect unfortunately. They ricocheted of the Daleks and dropped to the ground. Then I remembered something the Doctor had rambled about earlier.

"Aim for the eyestalks!" I cried and adjusted my aim as well as I could. I'm a teenage girl, not an expert marksman.

"Right. No problem." Mel grunted, moving her aim as well. Then suddenly, the Daleks became quiet. They swiveled about and rolled out of the door in a single line.

"Where are they going in such a hurry?" I asked.

"Are you complaining?!" Mel panted and put her gun on the ground. She turned to me.

"You're a real piece of work, you know that?"

"Yeah? And what's that supposed to mean?"

"Rory? You want to know why he's acting oddly? He loves you! God, Amy, you are so thick! He loves you!" I leaned against my gun on the ground, thoroughly convinced Mel was lying.

"But…Rory's… Rory's gay." Just then, Rory popped his head through the door.

"I- I got th-them to-go to another-level." He was panting heavily and his cheeks were red.

"What's going on in here?" He had finally caught his breath and was standing straighter. I looked at him, then at Mel. She rolled her eyes and slung her gun over her shoulder. She walked towards the door, passing Rory, and looked back. She smirked like she knew everyone's secret.

"Rory, I think we need to talk." I began.