As the Doctor followed a signal on the sonic, the ground shook beneath them.
"What was that?" Buzzer asked, looking about.
"A problem. Which means we need to get out of here sooner than expected." The Doctor replied.
"A problem that you knew would happen?" Rose asked, wishing once again she had the same connection with the ganger Doctor as she had with this one. She could reach out, find out what's going on.
"Sort of, maybe. Always a possibility with the amount of acid in the area, but I can't say for certain this place could blow or not." He replied, waving the sonic about.
She paused for a moment, looking back at the monastery. Explosions weren't her favorite way to go, and she could still feel the phantom burning sting of the acid. But if the Doctor went with her … well, there was no telling if the Time Lord Doctor was going to regenerate from that kind of disaster, let alone the ganger.
"We need to keep going." Rose said more to herself than them.
"Tracking as fast as I can, Sweetheart." The Doctor replied anyway.
Buzzer looked as though he wanted to say dozens of things, but not a single sound passed through his tightly shut lips.
"Oh, I'm getting something!" The Doctor said, darting ahead quickly and following the signature on the sonic.
"Is it human?" Buzzer asked, following close behind.
"Yeah, it's human." The Doctor replied. "But it's fading. This is bad, fading is very bad." He groaned, looking around, spotting something with his superior eyes and darting toward it.
Rose started falling back a bit, faking her stamina wearing thin, to see what Buzzer would do as he bolted pretty quick to keep up with the Doctor.
"She was hanging onto the edge of life and she just slipped away. Oh, Jennifer, I'm so sorry. She's been out here for hours." The Doctor said, kneeling beside Jennifer asnRose and Buzzer caught up. The Doctor's back was to them, and his movements suggested he was stroking Jen's hair, and Buzzer's movements suggested he was about to hit her husband.
"But if the real Jen's been lying out here?" Buzzer said as Rose rushed quietly toward him.
"Rory's in trouble." The Doctor acknowledged just as as Buzzer as about to strike down.
Rose grabbed his arm, using all her strength to hold the bigger man back. Her muscles quivered, ache from her acid bath returning with the strain, but she pushed through it.
The shock on Buzzer's face when he saw her holding him at bay was near terror.
"Don't think about it, mate." She said to him through clenched teeth.
"What the bloody hell?" He said before Rose pushed him hard, making him stumble a few feet away.
"Don't much appreciate anyone threatening my husband." She replied, stalking toward him, watching with a bit of satisfaction as Buzzer backed off.
"Boss's orders. Us and them, innit?"
"Doesn't have to be." She said calmly. "Can work with 'em, yeah? Remember Cleaves killed your ganger. Your ganger. He went to stop her, and you know what? Think you woulda done the same. She wouldn't have been able to tell the difference at the time. Coulda been you. Suppose in a way, it was."
She hoped that maybe that would make him see reason, and Buzzer looked from her to the Doctor. Then something else caught his eye.
"Us and them." He repeated, then took off running.
Rose turned away, seeing the gangers approaching the Doctor.
"That's how they'll treat us, try and get us when we're down." The Cleaves ganger said to the Doctor. "I wouldn't even trust her." She added, gesturing to Rose with disdain.
"My wife?" He asked, baffled.
"His wife." Cleaves corrected.
"Their wife." Rose interjected, coming up beside the Doctor. "They're both the Doctor, just like you're Cleaves."
"Enough," She said, sounding exasperated. "Won't kill you, you're one of the ones that think of us as alive. You can come with us back inside. Evac's not going to be coming for a bit I think."
"So then why are you out here?" The Doctor asked.
Cleaves smiled. "I could sense you're one of us, aren't you Doctor?" She said, tapping the side of her head.
He looked at Rose, "Go with it," He told her before turning to Cleaves. "Call me Smith. John Smith."
Cleaves grinned, as if she knew what it really meant for him to take on such an alias, and then gestured for them to follow.
Rose held the Doctor's hand, trying not to attack his mind with the dozens of questions she had for him. She wondered if he had some way to communicate with this double, or if he was relying only on knowing his own mind. A mind that she wasn't in. Would he make different decisions without her mental thrum against his conscious? She hoped not. She hoped that the ganger really believed she loved him equal to the Doctor with her as they were the same man.
They were lead back into the dining hall, and the twitch of a grin on the Doctor's face made Rose wonder if maybe they knew this would happen.
"You all wait here," Ganger Cleaves said as they walked in. "Promised Jen I would meet up with her to do something."
Rose opened her mouth to ask what, but a squeeze of the Doctor's hand on hers stopped her.
With only Dicken and Jimmy in the room with them, Rose pulled the Doctor by that hand off to the side, out of ear shot of the other two, and asked, "Mind filling me in on this plan? Wasn't privy to the info when you'd gone and made two of you, but now I have you acting weird, and I don't have the connection with the other to know what's going on."
"Why didn't you just ask through the bond?" He questioned.
"Us having a staring contest while we communicate probably creep 'em out. At least this way they know to keep to themselves as a married couple has a row. Now, explain." She demanded.
"Well, first, let me apologize for making a copy of myself without … telling you. Must admit that while I'm thrilled you've accepted other me as me right from the get-go, I'm a tad jealous that when we all get out of here I'm going to have to share you with myself. Something tells me there isn't any way I can drop him off on some planet or throw him in a parallel world at this point."
"No, not happening. Do appreciate the apology though."
"Had I been smart, I'd have made another you. One for each." He said with a cheeky grin that Rose glared at. "Right, yes, not the …. The weird thing: I'm establishing myself as a ganger betrayed." He went on to explain. "I need to win their trust here, so when the next part of our plan comes into play, the scheduled phone call, it will be more … effective. I think. I hope. As for the other me, he's … dealing with things."
"You have a connection to him?" Rose asked, glancing around the Doctor to see if they were being watched. They weren't, not really.
"Sort of." The Doctor explained. "It's sort of like with the Meta Crisis, I only had a partial connection because he wasn't quite Time Lord. But what I am getting from other me is panic, and concern. Something's wrong, and I think what might be happening given that the monastery has gotten warmer and there is at least two tons of acid under the building and in the pipes, is that my musing of an explosion are, in fact, correct. And likely set by the very gangers in this room, or they may at least know about it. If they don't, well."
"What happened to them not being violent?" Rose asked through her teeth.
"They aren't, but they are acting exactly as their other selves are: trying to put an end to the complication of a double before one even arises."
"Doctor?" Rory's voice startled the couple, his confusion a stark reminder that he wasn't there when the Doctor duplicate was created. As the Doctor stepped aside to better see their companion, Rory's eyes fell on Rose. "Rose!" He said with relief darting over toward her and pulling her into a tight embrace. "Someone sane, thank god."
Rose couldn't help a chuckle. "So glad you're okay." She said to him.
"Physically maybe," He said as he stepped away, turning toward the doorway as Jennifer and Cleaves entered. Rory's whole demeanor changed, and in their placid, easy-going companion Rose could see a warrior. A fierce fighter who would take on anyone and anything that hurt what he loved. In Rory, she very nearly saw a fellow wolf.
"You created another ganger just to trick me." He spat at Jennifer who smiled proudly. Rory stalked toward her, nearing the table. In a sudden gesture that had both Rose and the Doctor going toward him but not dare interfere, Rory pounded the table hard enough that multiple items tumbled over, smashing against the wood or the floor. "When I found you, you were both flesh and you tricked me into trusting you. Jen's dead, isn't she?"
"Yes, she's gone, Rory." The Doctor said soothingly, and Rose could sense his trepidation at how things were playing out. Another thing not in his plan.
"There wasn't supposed to be multiple gangers of anyone." He confirmed for her alone. "I didn't even know it was possible."
"The shuttle will be here soon to take us away." Jennifer said proudly. "The humans will be melted, as they deserve, and then the factory will be destroyed. Once we get to the mainland, the real battle begins." She declared, and Rose balled her hands into fists. "The humans won't stand a chance. You're one of us, Doctor. Join the revolution." She asked, extending her hand toward him. She refused to look at Rose, and Rose suspected that Jennifer still clung to hope that Rory would abandon Amy and stay with her.
She could see it in the ganger's eyes, same as if she were the real Jennifer. She had a crush, she had it bad, and she wanted what she couldn't have. Maybe Rory would live through Jennifer's plan, should they be unfortunate enough to let it come to pass, if for no other reason than for her to make a ganger Rory.
"I've got to go and get them out." Rory broke the silence, ready to charge out the room when the Doctor slide in front of him and gave him a shove back.
Rose caught her friend, looking at her husband in disbelief.
He looked cold, like he was not just an on coming storm but a blizzard threatening to overwhelm.
"Doctor?" She asked him, earning her that harsh glare.
"Trust me," He begged, trying to reassure her with love and hope.
"Doctor we can't just let them die." Rory protested.
The Doctor looked at his watch. "Ring, ring." He said.
"Doctor!" Rory and Rose cursed him at once.
"Ring, ring!" The Doctor said, a touch more cruel and panicked at once as the building shook around them.
Rory went to leave again, and Rose let him, wanting to do so herself.
"Stay," The Doctor told Rory, a hand on Rory's chest to stop him. He then caught Rose's eye. "Please." He mouthed.
"Okay," Rory said more calmly, his tension easing.
A moment later, barely a second, the phone in the dining hall rang.
Relief crashed over Rose from the Doctor as he skipped toward the ringing sound. "Ah, that'll be the phone. Somebody get the phone. Jimmy, get the phone. No? Fine, I'll get the phone, stay put." He rambled, barely allowing a breath to pass as he pressed a few buttons on what Rose would guess was the receiver.
A hologram of a little boy in his pajamas popped up in the room.
"Ha! Hello, Adam, I'm the Doctor." He said as he took a couple steps back and looked at the image of the little boy.
"Who's that?" Rory asked her quietly.
"No id…." Rose started to say, then turned to Jimmy.
He stared at the little boy's image with heartbreak and love all at once. Transfixed, like he couldn't take his eyes off him, yet it seemed that the moment Jimmy would finally blink he'd run.
"'S Jimmy's son." She said.
"Anyway, who cares, it's your birthday!" The Doctor continued his conversation with the little boy.
"Yay!" The little man jumped.
"Yay!" The Doctor cheered with him, and Rose smiled sadly. "Now, have you been getting up very early and jumping on the bed?"
"Yes, really high." Adam replied.
"I expect chocolate for breakfast. If you don't feel sick by mid-morning, you're doing it wrong. Now, I think you want to speak to Dad?" The Doctor smiled.
"Yes, yes, yes, yes, Daddy!" Adam cheered, and everyone turned to Jimmy.
"You'll do, Jimmy. The Doctor said to him. "What does other Jimmy matter now? You're both the same dad, aren't you? Come on, Adam's waiting."
The monastery shook, and with it, Jimmy's revere seemed broken. As his son asked about the noise, he ran from the room.
"You've tricked him into an act of weakness, Doctor." Tiny little Jen rounded on the Doctor the moment Jimmy left.
"No," The Doctor corrected. "I've helped him into an act of humanity. Anyone else like the sound of that? Act of humanity?" He asked the room.
Rose beamed. "Could get behind that, yeah."
"Dicken," Cleaves said, her posture straight and authoritative as she called on the youngest member of the crew. "Drain the acid well in Crypt One." She ordered, and Dicken immediately went about the task.
Rory sighed posture sagging so much he stumbled back a couple steps. He looked to Rose, a grin lightly playing on his lips, and she understood what it all meant.
"Don't you dare!" Jennifer tried to harass Dicken but he was already following Cleaves' command without hesitation.
"I've had it with this." Cleaves said like a parent speaking to a child who's disappointed them. "What's the point in this ridiculous war? Look at you, Jen. You were a sweet kid. Look at you now. The stuff of nightmares. I don't want my world populated by monsters."
Jennifer simply smiled back, and Rose could see the petulant teenager in her. She could almost see herself and Jackie in Jen and Cleaves' places, arguing over Jimmy Stone, or the outfit she chose to go out dancing with Shareen in. It made Jennifer that much more terrifying when she said, "You can't stop the factory from melting down, boss. I'll take revenge on humanity with out without you."
"It doesn't have to be about revenge. It can be so much better than that." The Doctor tried to sooth, but Rose cringed.
Jennifer's face screwed up in diffience before she turned and ran from the room.
"Oh I'm so glad Jenny came to us full grown." Rose mumbled.
"Meaning?" The Doctor asked.
"Just be glad you didn't need to raise a teenager." Rose retorted.
"Oi, I was a Dad before Jenny, and you know it." The Doctor retorted. "Course I'm not sure if a Gallifreyan teenager is quite the same as a human …."
"Is this really the time to be arguing about this?" Rory asked, his trademark calm back in place as he looked between the two with his hands gesturing an urge for peace.
"Daddy?" Adam's little voice filled the room, causing everyone to look at the ongoing hologram. Rose swallowed nervously as he asked, "Where's my Daddy?"
Before anyone could come up with an excuse, Jimmy, Amy, Cleaves and Dicken in acid suits, and the ganger Doctor walked into the room.
"Daddy it's me!" Adam said as Rose ran to the other Doctor, and Rory to Amy.
Rose threw her arms around the other Doctor's neck, holding him tight. "I'm so glad you're okay." She said to him.
"Was a bit worried for a bit there, not going to lie." He confessed in her hair. "Still, glad proper me was with you, didn't have to worry about you dying that way." He said softly, just for her to hear.
She leaned back and put a hand on his cheek, his mental signature growing stronger in her mind. She could nearly feel his love, and almost feel a way to return it. "You are proper you, yeah? Just smell and taste a bit different."
"How do you mean?" He asked, furrowing his brow.
She smiled. "You're missing that taste of … I dunno, time? Something I noticed on the TARDIS when she was human. It's distinct, a mix of slightly burnt chocolate and reminds me a bit of that metallic smell that comes from an empty kettle on a hot burner. 'Magine once we get you into the vortex it'll come over you."
"Interesting." He said, frowning a bit. "You make it sound unpleasant."
"Not in the least. May not be the best way to say it, but …." Rose shrugged, and he simply smirked.
"We need to move," The other Doctor said, coming up to him.
"Through the crypt, under the monastery?" The Doctor holding on to Rose asked.
"Yes, that. Rory told me about it. And with the way this place is starting to shake, we need to go now."
Rose nodded, turning out of the arms of one Doctor and started following another.
The whole lot of them ran through the monastery, following Rory and the Doctor, one of them down to the tunnels. Rose's heart was pounding, the urgency to leave creeping along her skin and through her veins. She could hear faint mumbles in her mind from the Doctor, murmuring to himself internally as they navigated the maze to an unknown destination.
He stopped short, all of them did, peeking over his shoulder she could see why.
The Flesh formally known as Jennifer was doing what it told the Doctor it wanted to do: it was changing and growing, turning into the monster Cleaves knew it would.
"Run," The Doctor told them, waving them down another corridor. "Run, run, run!" He said, and they did as quick as they could, passing through multiple open doors with heavy looking locks.
"Ooo, the roof's going to give." The Doctor in the lead said, sliding to a stop as he looked at the ceiling above.
"And that's a good thing?" Rose asked, panting a bit, the full on run when she was still healing taking its toll.
He smiled. "Reach out with your mind." He said.
Rose ignored the conversation behind her, the slamming of the door, the cries from someone. She tuned in to her mind until she heard the grumbled hum of a rather annoyed Time Ship growing stronger with every second.
"Here she comes," The Doctor said, but not the one beside her.
Glancing down, Rose noted the black shoes. She wasn't sure when during their run the two seemed to swap positions, but she supposed it didn't really matter.
A beat later, the TARDIS crashed through the roof just meters in front of them, humming with relief and welcome to her thief and her wolf.
"Oh she does like to make an entrance!" The Doctor beside her said, snapping his fingers to open the doors. "Everyone, move."
"Go, go, go, go." The other Doctor waved the others along, jumping back to keep the door closed as something, likely the Flesh, slammed against it. Only Rory, Jimmy, and Dicken moved, dashing inside to safety.
"Get on board. Go." The Cleaves in the acid suit said as she leaned against the door with the ganger Doctor.
"I'm not leaving," The other one said.
"Go." She insisted to herself. With great reluctance, the original Cleaves went inside the TARDIS.
"Hey," Amy said to the Doctor leaning against the door. "Now's our chance."
"I have to stay, hold this door closed. Give you time to dematerialize." He explained.
"What?" Rose said, stepping toward him before a cool hand grabbed hers and pulled her back.
"Don't be crazy." Amy said flatly. "Place is about to blow up. You stay behind, you kill Rose. That's how it works, yeah?"
"Yes," The Doctor clutching Rose's hand said. "That would be how it works."
"So … can't you stay? Can't you and he swap places. You hold the door and he come with us? I mean. You are amazing, and, yeah, I misjudged you. But you're not him. I'm sorry, no matter how many similarities and such, Rose is attached to only one of you, and if one of you has to stay behind …."
"We swapped shoes, Amy." The Doctor by the door said as the Flesh tried to slam through it
"He's my Time Lord." Rose said, gesturing loosely to the man beside her.
"And I'm the Flesh." The other Doctor added with a sad smile.
"You can't be." Amy protested. "You're the real him."
"He's not, Amy." Rose assured. "When your backs were turned, your attention on Rory and Jennifer on the screens, they switched places."
"We didn't mean," The ganger Doctor said, interrupted by another slam against the door.
"We didn't mean for what happened here today to happen. We didn't know that there would be a need to get the humans and gangers to see they were the same. This accident was in the history books, the change for how the world treated Flesh starting from this point, but there were never any details as to why. No one would talk about it. But we needed to know that they really were, in their core, the same."
"I think we managed." The ganger Doctor said smugly.
"I never thought it possible," Amy said as she stepped toward the ganger Doctor.
"What?" He asked, frowning.
"You're twice the man I thought you were." She said, hugging him tight. He said something to her that Rose couldn't hear over the noise in the factor, but Amy pulled back confused.
"Amy, come on!" Rory called from the TARDIS, and Amy backed away before turning and running inside.
"Well, my death arrives, I suppose." The ganger Doctor said flippantly.
Rose moved and pulled him into a tight embrace, kissing every inch of skin she could get to. "You know I really love you, yeah?" She asked, her heart constricting as tears prickled her eyes. She found his signature from the touch telepathy they shared and pushed all the love and acceptance she had for him through it.
He held her tighter, breathed her in as he sent the love back. "It never would have worked." He joked. "Two of us would drive you mad. You'd beg to go live with Jack after a while."
She gave a watery laugh as she let go, giving him one last kiss.
"Your molecular memory can survive this, you know." The Doctor said as she rejoined him. "It may not be the end." He took out his screwdriver and tossed it to the ganger Doctor.
"Yeah, well, if I turn up to nick all your biscuits and your wife, you'll know you were right, won't you."
The Doctors' smiled one last time at each other, then the Time Lord took Rose's hand and ran for the TARDIS.
Once inside, the pair of them worked as a team to get them out of the factory before it exploded.
"Geronimo," The Doctor said before slipping the switch, the engines whirring, and the feeling of pending danger fading with each bob of the time rotor.
Out of danger, safe and away, something inside her snapped, and Rose broke down.
The sob surprised her, made her clutch her mouth to try and stifle it but she simply couldn't. She looked up at her husband, taking him in, assuring herself he was still there before her, but it didn't calm her. The feeling of loss was nearly overwhelming.
"You gonna be alright, Rose?" Cleaves asked in a sort of soothing tone. Rose felt the woman's hand on her back, making soothing circles as Rose struggled to get control of herself.
"She wasn't directly bonded to the other me, he'd have had a different mental signature than I do, but we were still the same man, so she would have had a connection to him each time they touched. Like a partial bond, similar to what we had before our marriage." The Doctor explained to her as much as he did the room. "And it's quite likely he died."
"So does that mean she…?" Amy started to ask.
"No, Pond. Rose's life is tied to mine, and only mine." He reassured.
Taking deep breaths, Rose eventually calmed down. Her heart ached, but not as much as it had initially. She looked over her shoulder at Cleaves to offer a thankful smile before grabbing the console and pulling herself to her feet. The Doctor came over, gently wrapped his arms around her and cradled her head against his chest.
"What about Jimmy and Dicken?" She asked, sniffing.
"The energy of from the TARDIS will stabilize them for good. And speaking of stablizing." He said, taking on hand off Rose and digging around in his pockets. "Ah, here, catch Cleaves." He said, tossing a small vial with something red in it to her.
She caught it, looking at it with confusion. "What is it?" She asked.
"It's small, red, tastes like burnt onions, but it will get rid of your blood clot, no surgery required."
She looked it over in disbelief, then uncapped it and swallowed the whole thing back. She grimaced, shook her head about, but then seemed relieved. "What do I owe you for this?" She asked.
The Doctor grinned. "Nothing big. Just something for the history books."
~DWDWDW~
As the Doctor went about returning Jimmy, Dicken, and Cleaves to where they needed to be, Rose went down to the medbay. Inside, the TARDIS had already laid out the dermal regenerator, some pain relief, and a change of clothes for Rose.
"Thanks, Old Girl," She said, giving the wall a stroke before heading over to the table.
She swallowed the liquid pain relief first, allowing it to work its magic on her still damaged nerves before using the dermal regenerator on her face and hands. It didn't take long, the burned skin already faded to a lesser degree. She then stripped from her borrowed clothes, pulling on leggings and a more snug maroon shirt than she'd normally wear. It gave her pause, looking at the floor where a pair of very sturdy boots rested in wait.
"Why am I dressing like this?" She asked the TARDIS as she picked up the TARDIS blue leather jacket and put it on to keep the chill caused by the burn at bay.
The time ship hummed a sad lament, giving Rose an image of Amy.
Her heart dropped into her stomach. "No."
She scrambled, pulling on the boots and dashing from the room and into the console room just as a scream of agony came from the ginger. She was leaning heavily on Rory as he and the Doctor rushed her back inside from where ever their stop had been, no one else following behind.
"What's going on?" Rose asked as the Doctor shut the doors.
"Doctor, what's happening to her?" Rory demanded, sounding as if this wasn't the first time he asked.
"Contractions." He finally replied, running to the console and putting them into the vortex.
"Contractions?" Rory repeated incredulously as Amy clutched her stomach and cringed.
"She's going into labor, or at least the labor is getting more intense." The Doctor replied. "Likely has been in labor for a while, but it's now so strong she can't help feeling it."
"What do you mean?" Amy gasped, confused. "I can't be. I wasn't … it was negative, and I'm not big and round, and Rory, I don't like this." She whimpered, clutching to her husband with tears in her eyes.
Rose dashed over, rubbing her back, looking apologetically to Rory.
He seemed to understand, then rounded on the Time Lord now that someone else was helping steady Amy. "You're going to have to start explaining some of this."
"Amy thought she was pregnant before you thought she was missing. And she is Rory, she's is missing, but we will find her."
"What are you talking about?" Rory growled.
As calmly as he could, the Doctor said, "There's a reason we were there at the monastery. I had to learn about the Flesh in its early days, it's why I scanned it. I had to know what sort of receptors it had, what sort of connection it had to its controller. Wasn't intending to take you along for the ride, but it happened."
"Doctor …?" Rory said nervously before Amy cried out again.
"It hurts." She whimpered.
"But you're okay." Rory soothed, turning to her for a moment before facing the Doctor again. "Are you saying what I think you are?" He asked plainly. The Doctor nodded once. "Oh God," Rory gasped out, clutching his head as Amy reached out and clutched Rose's hand as tight as she could. "But that means … if she's been missing … and she's … so we …?"
The Doctor nodded again. "Already trying to track her down." He said. "And given what we learned, I'll be as humane as I can. But I need to do this."
Rory nodded now, his chest heaving.
He turned to Amy, that fierce, warrior look back in his eyes as he clutched the ganger of his wife and made her look at him.
"Now you listen to me," He said as Rose stepped away to stand by the Doctor. "We're coming for you. I will lead a bloody army and do what ever it takes to get to you and our baby. I'm sorry I'm not there to help you through it, and I know it's scary and it hurts. But you're strong, the strongest woman I know, and I love you for it. So breathe, Amy, breathe and remember that it doesn't matter where you are or what I have to do to get there, we're coming for you. I am coming for you."
Amy blinked. "But I'm right here." She said in utter confusion.
"No you're not." The Doctor said, plucking up a new screwdriver from the console and pointing it at Amy. "And you haven't been here for a long time."
The whir sounded, and Amy gasped before dissolving.
Rory looked down at his now empty arms, panting as his face twisted in anger. "We're getting her back." He stated.
"Yes we are," The Doctor said with equal determination. "But we need to get a few friends to help us first."
A/N: Maybe it was the mass amount of sugar I've had today, but I really wanted to post early.
Thank you to the favoriters, followers, readers, and reviewers.
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Thank you all for leaving word, as always.
I really hope that I don't disappoint with a A Good Man Goes to War. It will be different, obviously, because we aren't dealing with the same enemy.
Next post (probably 3-4 days) is the prequel. I wanted to show what was happening with those Rory and the Doctor had called to arms.
Until then.