WARNING: This is war(ish) so it's fair to expect some violence and such. However, I'm more concerned about the suicide mention within. Seriously, no April Fools. If suicide is a trigger in any way for you, PM me. I will GLADLY give you an edited version.

Demon's run, where good men go to war.
Faith will shake, and strength will break
Where good men go to war.

Traps are set, and foes are met,
A threat to those they love will let
Good men go to war.

Amy sat in the same chair she had collapsed in. She wasn't sure how much time had passed, whether it was five minutes or an hour. Hell, it may have been a day for all she cared. Her daughter was taken from her, and she was certain that she would never get her back at this point.

The same, small nurse from before walked in the room, gave her a small smile, and brought a tray of food over to her.

"You've been sustained with fluids this whole time." She said as she set the small portion down. "Your stomach will likely need to re-expand."

"Doesn't matter." Amy said, eyes falling to her lap as she shook her head.

The nurse regarded her, Amy could feel those sympathetic eyes on her. The nurse knelt in front of her, took Amy's hands, and waited for her to meet her gave. "He's coming." The nurse mouthed. When Amy merely starred, the nurse clarified. "The Doctor."

Not a word was actually spoke, and when Amy looked up, she realized the guards weren't paying them the slightest bit of attention. But the nurse, who ever she was to know such a thing, was positioned so her back was to those men with guns, and there was no way they'd know what she had said.

After some time, the nurse asked aloud, "You alright?"

"No." Amy said, shaking her head. "But I will be."

"Your daughter, she's strong. Different. You must have a great love for her father to risk what you likely would have to bear her." The nurse said, studying Amy intently.

"What's your name?" Amy asked her, wondering if maybe this was a past companion of the Doctor.

"Gridin." She replied. "Gridin Karn. I was told I would need a last name, I named it for my planet."

"Your planet?" Amy frowned.

She nodded. "It was destroyed in the Time War, much worse than Her planet was." Gridin said with a sneer. "But some people can't see the greater picture. Some people can't understand that we need to count our losses, no matter how personal. And sometimes the blame is not where you place it."

"You!" One of the guards snapped, and while Amy startled, Gridin sneered further. "I think you've been here long enough."

Gridin nodded once before standing, looking to Amy. "This is likely the last time I will see you."

"Thank you." Amy said, watching as this strange woman left the hospital-like room she was being kept in. When the door slide shut behind Gridin and the guards, Amy stood and looked out the window at that same asteroid belt she had gazed at with Melody in her arms.

"Hurry up, Doctor." Amy said softly to herself.

~DWDWDW~

"I'm genuinely surprised the Doctor had the ability to buy the ships he did." Rory remarked as Rose guided the cloaked space craft to the asteroid belt where the base known as Demon's run was.

"Dorium owed the Doctor a favor. Big one," Rose replied. "Even I don't know exactly what the Doctor had done for him."

"I thought there were no secrets in your marriage. No possibility for one." Rory commented almost absently.

"He's lived nine hundred years longer than I have. Can say even after a hundred years you do enough and see enough that there's no way to share it all. And our minds are linked but they aren't open to one another all the time. Not in the way that I can just poke in that big ol' brain of his. Complicated." Rose glanced at the man beside her. "Amy didn't tell you, because she didn't think she was. Not anymore. Think maybe she was gonna when she got back from that shoot she went missing from."

"Yeah," Rory nodded. "But I just …."

"Don't beat yourself up over it." Rose scolded.

"Hard not to. Not the best Dad, kicking things off. Didn't know I was going to be one, so we have … nothing. Not a thing. No nappies, bassinet, blankets, anything."

"We get your baby and Amy back, doubt you'll have to worry much about those things." Rose glanced over and offered him a smirk and a wink.

He smiled, barely, but Rory did relax more in his seat.

"Bad Wolf, Centurion. Come in, Bad Wolf, Centurion." The Doctor's voice crackled over the comm system.

Rose rolled her eyes, smiling to herself out of nerves and the ridiculous of her husband as she pressed the talk button and opened the microphone on their end.

"I get Bad Wolf, but why the Centurion?" She asked.

"Well, he impersonated a Roman soldier. Seemed better than calling him 'The Roman'." The Doctor replied, and even with the distance between them, Rose sensed his pout. "But never mind that, are you in position yet?"

"'Bout ten minutes out, I think." Rose replied. "How about you, Captain?"

"Me and the Mouse are just about there. We'll drop down and break into the control room, lower the shields for the rest of you." Jack replied.

"The Mouse?" Mickey gripped.

"Coulda called you the Tin Dog." Rose teased.

"Not funny." Mickey snapped back, and even Rory snorted at that.

"Get there quickly, Captain. I was hoping to make a grand entrance." The Doctor gave his input.

"Hoping? Grand entrance is the plan." Vastra reminded. "A distraction to ensure the rest of us get to where we're needed."

"Yes, well, I was hoping for a bit more flare than simply walking in and saying 'here I am, look at me, I'm a target.'"

"Isn't that what you do anyway?" Rose grumbled.

"So remember," The Doctor said, ignoring her. "Once the Captain and the Mouse lower the shields, The Pasternoster ladies will come in, stand guard on them. The trio and the song …."

"Melody." Mels interjected.

"Gets confusing otherwise." River added.

The Doctor sighed. "Fine, the trio and Melody will then come down, guard the hanger, ensure when we get Amy and the baby we'll have people in place by our ships in the hanger to get them out safe. The Blood-thirsty Potato will be with me. Now, all your weapons are set to stun. If, and only if, there is an absolute need to do otherwise, do not use lethal force. These men and women are being paid to be our enemy."

"We're in the base's atmosphere," Jack said. "Ejecting in 5, 4, 3, 2 …."

The loud bang of the ejection from the ship came over the comm, and Jack and Mickey were cut off from communication.

"Roman, Bad Wolf, you know what to do." The Doctor said.

"Be safe." Rose replied.

"Try my best."

With that, the communications went silent.

"Tell me again, how's the Doctor going to land the TARDIS without making so much noise?" Rory asked.

"He's not." Rose replied. "We considered this last night, that She'd likely have some way to block the TARDIS from materializing on the base. Mean, she blocked her with the Pandorica, so 'magine she had some sort of rig set up here, too. Doctor landed the TARDIS on Jack's and Mickey's ship. Instead of having it auto pilot, Doctor's gonna land the ship with the others, TARDIS in the cargo hold, ready to shuttle us all to safety when the time comes."

"Right. Okay, makes sense." Rory nodded, huffing out a breath.

Rose glanced at him, seeing the jumble of emotions playing out on his face and in the way he fidgeted. Equal parts man waiting for the doctor to tell him the baby had arrived and young soldier heading into his first battle.

"If it's a boy, what do you think you'll call him?" Rose asked.

"Augustus Brian. Our Dads, mine and Amy's. If it's a girl … I think Tabetha, after Amy's mother."

"You guys discussed this?" Rose asked.

"No," Rory replied, and she had to chuckle at it. "No, but I always thought, if we did, that's how it would go." He sighed. "You and the Doctor ever …?"

"Infertile." Rose replied. "Jenny was made."

"Right, Amy told me. But … did you ever think of adopting others? Or, maybe, before the whole thing, did you discuss that sort of thing?"

"Never really even discussed 'us' properly until after we found out that I wasn't able to have 'em. Knew I'd give him a family if he wanted one, but wasn't something I considered, you know? Didn't even name Jenny. Neither of us had. Our friend Donna did."

"Well … that's odd." Rory noted, then leaned forward. "I think that's our signal." He said just as Rose watched a light flicker around the base.

"Here we go." She said, her high-processing brain working just as it did on take off in helping Rose pilot the ship like she knew what she was doing.

The landing was smooth, the ship docking right next to the others as they shimmered back into view now that they were out of the air space.

Everyone filed out of their ships, nearly all dressed in all black. Without a word, River went over to the computer systems, typed something in, and quickly scanned the text before switching to a map. "Here's what we'll need." She said, gesturing to it and stepping out of the way.

Rose felt something slide into her jacket pocket. "Be safe." The Doctor whispered into her ear before heading off to his station, Strax right behind him.

Rose watched him for a moment before she went up and studied the map. She then turned to Rory. "Let's go get your little one."

~DWDWDW~

Jack and Mickey landed on the base's air-strip, and once on solid ground, the former looked up to see the ship they just exited circle around instead of fly straight.

"What the hell?" He said out loud, causing Mickey to see where he was looking.

"Thought it was on autopilot now?" He asked Jack.

"Can't worry about it, gotta get in and get things shut down." Jack said, gesturing to the base.

Mickey nodded, the two drew their guns, and headed toward the doors.

The military training both of them had allowed them the quick and efficiently down the corridors, stunning soldiers before they even knew someone was there in some cases. At the first computer they came across, Jack got to work while Mickey watched his back.

"Where do you think the Doctor got the guns?" He asked Jack thoughtfully as he kept his eyes open and scanned the area.

"Look like they may have been Time Agent weapons. Truth be told, the ships looked it as well. Know he made a deal with Dorium, a sorta scummy business man who has one helluva bar. He probably got the weapons and the ships as a payment for something. Lots of people in this Universe owe the Doctor, and even Rose, a few favors. Time like this is when you call them in."

"Suppose." Mickey agreed.

"Ha! In." Jack said, scanning the map that was one the scree. "Take the right, all the way to the end."

"What about the others?" Mickey asked. "How they gonna know where to go? The Lizard lady and her sidekick?"

"Vastra and Jenny," Jack said with emphasis, "Will be able to find us because I will create an access code for someone already on the ship."

"What good will that do us?" Mickey asked, frowning at Jack.

He flashed him his patent smile. "Spoilers, Mickey Mouse." He added a wink for good measure.

"Right, yeah, okay." Mickey grumbled, rolling his eyes.

Jack did the set up, wondering briefly what the password should be. What would she know to use? He put in the one thing he thought might work, what anyone on the base wouldn't know should they find the new person listed: her other name.

"Okay," Jack said, shutting down the computer and re-gripping his gun. "Let's get the security system shut down.

The two went as quick as they could down the hall Jack noted on the map, having to stun a few guards along the way. After taking down the last two, Mickey and Jack each went to a guard, took one of their hands, and placed it on the panel.

"You guys should be heading down to the assembly. Manton's going to brief us on …." The one that was speaking stopped, as he turned and saw Jack pointing his gun at him.

Jack fired, and the guy went down.

"What the?" The guy's partner said, making to draw his own weapon before Mickey slammed the butt of his gun against the guy's head, knocking him out cold.

"You know the stunner wouldn't have done any damage, even at this close range?" Jack reminded him as he grabbed the guy he took out and dragged him out of his chair.

"Yeah, well, works just as well." Mickey replied, following Jack's lead with his own victim.

"Yeah, but you probably did worse the blunt way." Jack grunted as he dragged the guy across the floor.

"Oi, who's side are you on?" Mickey grunted back as they made it to the doors. Mickey slammed the red button to open them, and the moment the doors slid open, they tossed them outside.

Shutting the door, they went to work.

"Security shut down," Mickey told Jack after a few minutes. "But doesn't look like the Doctor's gonna be able to land the TARDIS in here."

"I have a feeling Doc accounted for that." Jack said as he typed a little more. "There, shield around the base is lowered. The rest of the ships should be coming into the hanger in a moment."

They watched the live feed from the hanger, counting as the ships came in. Rose and Rory, Vastra with Jenny and Strax, the trio with Mels, and then ….

"Clever bastard." Jack chuckled, shaking his head.

"Meaning?" Mickey asked.

"Count the ships."

Jack watched as Mickey did, and then smiled wider as Mickey's face split into a grin as the Time Lord emerged from what was likely their ship.

"Bloody Time Lord landed the TARDIS on our ship." Mickey laughed.

"Getting it past the matter lines and without triggering any sort of TARDIS detection. It's why our ship didn't head back to Dorium on autopilot. Doctor swooped in and turned it around once the ejection was complete." Jack nodded. "Now we just need to wait for the signal, and we can cut the lights."

"Guy said there was some sort of assembly." Mickey said, gesturing to another live feed. There were soldiers from the clergy filing in, a half a dozen cyborgs, as well as a men and women dressed a bit different.

Jack watched as a woman came in at the rear, looking around the room with a stern expression.

"I know her." Jack said, hands clenching the arms of the chair he was in. "She was … she was in my life just before I lost two years of it. One of the last things I remember."

"What you on about?" Mickey asked.

"Her," Jack said, pointing her out on a screen. "I know Her. It has to be."

"You sure?" Mickey asked.

Jack shook his head. "Never could be, but it's like seeing a ghost."

It was hazy at best, and he was mistaken before in thinking he knew someone from the time just before he lost his memories. A millennium or more back when he helped the Doctor and Rose at the Pandorica, when he first met Rory and Amy. Back then he hadn't seen the woman, but her voice was like that of a nightmare. A fog was over the visual of her, and as he was busy playing dead, he couldn't exactly get a good look at her. He never did get those lost years back, had no idea what he'd done in them, and he was starting to worry that maybe he had a hand in making the lives of his dearest friends a bit harder without knowing it.

There was a knock on the door in a very distinct three-two-four pattern, and Jack shook himself out of his thoughts.

"Alright. Show time." He said to Mickey as they started working the controls again.

"Let's do this." Mickey nodded, and the two worked together to cut the power just as the man on stage seemed to be at the peak of his speech.

~DWDWDW~

Amy moved her rocking chair to the observation window where she could see the area she assumed the soldiers trained in. They were holding some kind of meeting there, she had gathered, simply by the assembly that was filing in. Everyone seemed relaxed, at ease, like they weren't worried in the least.

There were some sketchy looking characters there, too. It reminded her vaguely of Tex in the way they were cobbled together. Half man, half machine, and looking miserable. Maybe they were, maybe they had been subjected to the same kind of life the Gunslinger had been.

Her thoughts were interrupted by the sound of the door opening, and another nurse entered the room. Unlike Gridin, who regarded her with sympathy and understanding, this one looked almost as if she were meeting a celebrity. She worried something in her fingers nervously, and looked at it more than she looked at Amy.

"I already ate," Amy snapped. "So unless you're here to tell me I can see my daughter, leave."

"I actually need to ensure your uterus is shrinking back." The nurse said. "Only take a moment, but … but I do need you to lay down." She gestured quickly over to the bed.

Amy sighed and rolled her eyes as she stood to comply. She winced as she climbed up and settled on the hospital bed.

"You did well." The nurse said with a smile, setting what ever was in her hands down on the foot of the bed to begin the exam. "No tearing."

"No meds, no warning," Amy snapped. "Come to consciousness to find myself in a room surrounded by people I don't know telling me to calm and relax while in the worst pain of my life. Did well? Didn't have a choice."

The nurse looked properly chastised. She felt about Amy's abdomen, nodded once, then gestured for Amy to sit up.

As Amy was climbing off the bed, the nurse said. "I asked about your baby's name. Pond was a peculiar word for me, I didn't understand. Melody, I knew, was like a song. But I didn't know what a Pond was. I grew up in the Gamma forests."

"Gamma forests?" Amy frowned. "I think I've been there. There was an alien attracted to the smell of …." She stopped, looking to the nurse who blushed.

"Yes, I remember that from my childhood. I also remember the, umm … I remember them. The Doctor and his wife. I remember how they showed up to our village, met with our elder, and not long after … well, the creature was gone. So were the strangers that came before them, but we celebrated the Doctor and his wife for helping."

"So how did you end up here?" Amy asked.

The nurse shrugged. "I wanted to meet them again. They're legendary. When I was able to leave the forests, when I went off to learn to be a healer, I made it a slight hobby to learn more about them. They're scattered through the universe and the history. She's sometimes referred to as Bad Wolf, and I heard the Mistress here call her that from time to time." The nurse shook her head as if to clear it. "Anyway. My people didn't have a word for Pond because there's no water in the forest but the river, so …."

As the nurse turned away, a shiver shot down Amy's spine at the words. Why was that something that stuck out?

The nurse handed her a cloth with something etched in it. "It's your daughter's name in the language of my people. It's on a prayer leaf, and it's said that if you keep it close your child will always come home to you."

"You're talking as if she's lost." Amy snapped.

"No," The nurse said. "No, if you're a friend of the Doctor's and the Wolf like everyone keeps saying, then he will not let you down."

Amy couldn't argue that, and so accepted the prayer leaf with a slight grin. The nurse helped her over to her chair, made sure she was somewhat comfortable, and turned to leave.

"What's your name?" Amy asked before the nurse left. "I know Gridin, so you're …?"

"Lorna. Though with any luck you won't be seeing me again." She said sincerely before leaving the room.

It occurred to Amy that there had been no guards inside with Lorna, and likely weren't any outside her door. She could, in theory, escape. But where would she go? She had no way off without the Doctor, and with the way she was feeling she wouldn't be doing any running anytime soon.

Instead, she watched where the guards were. The assembly wasn't all that big, maybe a hundred soldiers at most. Half a dozen cyborgs, about twenty men that dressed the same as Miss Smith. They were all in the back of the room, watching those before them.

So if She was there, who was with her daughter?

"Soldiers of the Church!" The man on stage with the cyborgs bellowed, distracting Amy from her thoughts. "We gather in this room, in the eyes of God, to gain strength and knowledge. Just yesterday, a divine creature made her way into this life, and we have been asked to protect it, keep it safe from the devil and his hell-hound."

Amy snickered, rolling her eyes, more amused by the idiot than anything.

"We know not when he comes to strike us, we know not when he will cease in what will likely be a relentless pursuit to take the wondrous, golden child of God, and darken her pure soul. Bu(t we will be there every step of the way. We will guide her, when we can, and she will make a soldier of God unlike any we have seen yet."

The soldiers cheered their approval, and Amy watched as Miss Smith smiled knowingly, almost proudly, at the thought of what they would do to Melody. Almost as if she knew Amy would be watching, she turned her head up toward her, though never looking right at her. She then refocused on the man on stage as he motioned for calm around the room.

"But despite our grand intentions, it's likely to not be enough that we do this alone. For here, on this base, named for the creature we stand against and what we will make him do, is where the child is in greatest danger. So we have with us soldiers, a gift of the Kahler. They are the perfect soldiers, programmed for the task ahead. They cannot be persuaded, the can never be bought, they can never be afraid, they can never be …."

The lights went out around the room below, and Amy looked about as if her vantage point would allow her to see the cause.

"Surprised." The Doctor's voice ran out around the room, and Amy's heart stopped.

There was the sound of weapons charging, but oddly not the hundreds she'd have expected.

"Oh please," The Doctor's voice echoed as a trail of lights lit up to the back of the room, shining over Miss Smith. "I scanned your weapons a long time ago. Or maybe it hasn't happened yet for you lot, I'm not sure." He popped up behind Miss Smith, and the cyborgs all pointed their weapons at the two of them. "Cyborgs, I didn't expect, admittedly, but I've never been one to have a plan go accordingly."

"How did you get in here?" She asked him over her shoulder, sneering at his proximity.

"Oh, easy peasy." He said, stepping away from her and draping his arms around two of her men. They looked at each other, and Amy thought she noted a bit of confusion from them both. "Admittedly it's getting out that will be the real trick, but I have a few more surprises up my sleeves." He then wandered out toward the stage, hopping up and standing beside the man leading the clergy. "Such as, as of right now, this base is infiltrated by some of the most brilliant people in the Universe. Some have been called my Children of Time, but truth be told, it's a bit awkward in some cases. But all of them, every single one of them, have face worse than the likes of you and survived. Daleks, Cybermen, Sycorax, the very enemies She has tried to align with and take me down, and all of them have stood beside me while I defeated them. The sound of another gun charged in the back of the room, and a little man that looked a lot like a potato stood with his weapon at the ready. "Some of them are even on my side now." The Doctor said almost cockily.

Miss Smith laughed. "One lonely Sontaron, and a handful of primitive humans? Oh, Doctor, I thought you'd have been better prepared than that."

"I am." He said, and he was joined on stage by Gridin, changed in red robes and a hood.

"Judoon!" She called out, and suddenly the room was filled with rhino like creatures standing on two feet, dressed in space suits and holding a gun.

"You see, taking a sentient being with free will from a level 5 planet with the express purpose of experimentation is a crime that holds a severe penalty with the Shadow Proclamation, and any body or person aiding in any way is considered equally as guilty." The Doctor explained. "Ask Gridin here, she knows all about it."

"You can't have soldiers of God arrested by such an unholy authority." The man on stage spat at him.

"I'm not the one doing the arresting, I was merely the one who sent in the tip." The Doctor countered, low, and dark, his voice still carrying thanks to what ever was one the stage that helped carry the soldiers voice before.

"Kill him!" The man ordered, and the cyborgs all fired at him without question.

The angle, had the Doctor actually been standing on the stage, would have allowed the two shots actually fired from a pair of cyborgs to take him down.

Amy nearly covered her eyes, therefor missing when those shots made the Doctor merely flicker out of existence before hitting two of the soldiers in the crowd below. An uproar in both anger and disbelief echoed through the room, and Amy smiled wide as she understood what was happening.

She was really, properly getting out of there. And with Miss Smith only now fleeing, likely trying to go after Melody, there was even a chance that the littlest Pond would get out as well.

~DWDWDW~

"I shouldn't be this nervous that we haven't encountered anyone, but I am." Tim admitted as he shifted the gun in his hands.

"All in good time," River replied, her voice steady but her eyes betraying a nervousness Tim was surprised to see.

"You alright, Song?" He asked.

She glanced at him, coldly at first, then eased up. "You know how important this day, this event, is. But it's not fixed, and while … I'm just nervous, is all." She said, sighing a bit.

Tim nodded, knowing to keep his mouth shut. He was under the impression that Jen a good idea what this was, having known River as long as she did.

There was something in the half-Time Lord's eyes that made him think she was old. They were worn, tired, like maybe she was on the cusp of regeneration. And the way she looked at him, full of regret and longing, hope and knowing, it was like seeing his own future through someone else's eyes. He remembered their kiss in the TARDIS, and the ones from what he assumed was an older Jenny breaking into his hotel room on the planet her parents had dropped them off on. He recalled those ones being practiced, familiar in a way he was a stranger to.

He shuddered, turning toward the wide, open entry point from the hanger to the base.

"So … lizard woman and the potato are a bit crazy." Mels said as if trying to break a different kind of tension. Tim and the girls looked to her, and she smiled shyly with a shrug. "What? All humans here. We can note the oddness of aliens, right?"

The three of them all made uncomfortable noises, Tim scratching at the back of his neck while Jenny and River looked at each other like they weren't sure they should share.

"What?" Mels said, mouth agape. "You telling me you lot aren't human?"

"I'm the Doctor and Rose's daughter. Makes me half Time Lord." Jenny said shyly.

"I traced my lineage on my Mom's side back to Jack, which makes him, like, my great grandpa or something. And since he's from the 51st century it sorta makes me alien. And I still don't know who my Dad was." Tim confessed, gesturing about like it wasn't a big deal.

"I'm what they call human plus." River said with a cheeky grin and a slight shrug. "Had some work done." She added, fluffing her hair.

"Wait, so, who on this little rescue mission aside from me and Rory are human?" Mels asked.

The trio looked at one another.

"Uncle Mickey's human." Jenny said.

"Right." Mels said. "Not a story to tell the girls back home then."

"Not unless you wanna get sectioned." Tim added with a smirk.

"Quiet." Jenny said. "Think I hear someone."

"Lock and load," River said, adjusting her gun and aiming it at the entry point. "I think it's go time."

~DWDWDW~

"You're sure this is where they're keeping my little one?" Rory asked as they stood outside the unguarded door.

"No," Rose said, shaking her head. "But this is where it was marked on the schematics. Just … not so sure I trust that there are no guards here by chance."

She studied the panel by the door, her mind working to decipher the code. There wasn't enough wear on the buttons for her to determine what it was.

She stuck her hands in her pockets, wondering if maybe the Doctor anticipated this, and searched for the thing he slipped in. Her fingers wrapped around something cylinder, and she pulled out what looked like a the Doctor's former sonic screwdriver in the same colors as the new one.

"Brilliant," She smiled, tongue between her teeth as she pointed the small sonic at the panel. With a hum, the doors slide open. It was a small room, the base nursery, with very little inside but the bassinet and a crying baby.

Rory rushed in, right to the bassinet, and froze.

Rose pocketed her sonic as she approached more slowly, barely daring to peer inside as Rory reached for the tiny human.

"Hello, Sweetie." He said to it, his voice choking a bit. The infant fussed. "Oh, don't be like that. I'm here. Daddy's here," He said as he lifted the beautiful infant toward him. He looked to Rose, smiling. "She's a girl. I have a little girl."

"She's gorgeous." Rose said, coming toward them. She reached out and touched the little one, leaning in to see if she had that sweet baby smell everyone always went on about, one she didn't want to admit noticing on Mickey's or Donna's kids. But there was something off with it. The tiny baby had a distinct smell, but it wasn't the one Rose was expecting.

"What is it?" Rory asked worriedly.

"Know how we were worried this wasn't right?" Rose asked, and he nodded. "'Cause it's not. She's Flesh."

"Flesh?" Rory asked, looking between Rose and his daughter. "How do you … what do you mean?"

"She smells like the other Doctor did." Rose gestured, moving swiftly from the room.

Rory was following, she could hear, and doing a good job at catching up.

"What do you mean she smells like the other Doctor did? His ganger?"

"Yes," Rose replied as she came to the end of the hall and found another computer. She typed quick, scanning this time for guards on post instead of simply life forms. There were a half dozen down the corridor to the right, tucked into a smaller one on the left. She went for it without hesitation.

"How do you know?" Rory demanded, and Rose stopped to face her friend.

With a huff, she calmly said, "The Doctor noticed on Amy, when she was Flesh, she was too balanced hormonally. I can't smell that, but I have been around him long enough to know the difference between Time Lord's and humans. When I was with his ganger, he didn't smell quite Time Lord. And while I'm not sure I could pinpoint human specifically, I do know that the baby in your arms smells like he did."

"How didn't you notice it on Amy?" Rory asked.

Rose smirked. "Wasn't in the habit of smelling her skin." She sobered. "There's another room heavily guarded just down the hall. All the others seem to be in one room, likely training, much like the Doctor had hoped. I'm willing to bet that's where she actually is."

Rory looked back down at the baby in his arms, devastation in his eyes before he nodded without looking to Rose.

She charged, moving down the hall without hesitation, loosening her muscles as she went.

When she turned down the hall, half a dozen men went from lax to fully attentive in seconds.

She smiled. "Been a long time since I was this outnumbered."

"We will shoot!" One of the men warned.

"Course you will." Rose said, withdrawing her gun and stunning the two soldiers in the back. As the other men were distracted, seeing what happened to their comrades, she darted to the one on the left hit him in the temple, then shoved him toward the one on the right, slamming them both into the all.

A shot hit her arm as she went for the next two, grabbing the barrel of one soldier's gun while elbowing the other one in the nose a few times. The gun in her grip moved about, firing into the wall and once into man she had been attempting to physically knock out. She heard Rory fire his stunner twice, and assumed he got the two she threw into the wall. She didn't have time to check before the gun she had been keeping pointed away from herself fired into her right leg.

Screaming out in pain, she used the rage and frustration she had at being hit to kick the guy between his legs with all the strength in her left leg, feeling his pelvic bone shatter before she fell back from lack of balance. The guy passed out next to her, and she panted and winced before turning to Rory.

He came over to her, holding the baby in one arm while offering his other to help Rose up.

"Remind me to never make you angry." He said, and she couldn't help but laugh as she gripped his arm and pulled herself up. She looked down at her leg, hissing in again at the sight of it.

It was bad. Blood oozed out her leg in heavier a flow than she'd like. She was standing with all her weight on her good leg, knowing she'd fall over if she tried to do otherwise. In her current state, there was no way she could actually make it back to the hanger, and would likely slow the lot of them down if she tried.

"Use one of their hands to open the doors, be quicker." She gestured to the guards nearest the doors. "I'll be along in about two to five minutes, maybe less." She said, still panting.

Rory frowned. "Five minutes?"

Rose changed the setting on her gun, looking to Rory and hoping he understood. His eyes went wide before meeting hers.

"Faster this way." She said. "Just … let's keep this between you and me, yeah?"

"What about the Doctor, won't he know?' Rory asked, and Rose shook her head.

"Bond's closed off right now so we don't distract each other. He won't feel it, won't even know I did it. Just … get your proper girl, yeah?"

Rory looked at the gun again, then turned away and headed to the doors.

Rose watched, heart pounding as she pointed the gun toward it, the barrel of the gun cool against the skin of her chest above her shirt's neckline. It would hurt less than it would in the head, and while having trouble breathing wasn't going to make running easy it was better than trying to escape with a headache. She watched as Rory picked up one of the unconscious man's arms and pressed his hand against the panel. The doors slid open, and Rory dashed inside.

As soon as the doors slid shut, Rose pulled the trigger.

A/N: Umm... sorry. Ending's a bit brutal, and the poem at the top is horrid.

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