A/N: I just want to say thank you to everyone who has reviewed this story. Some of you have really made my day, you know who you are. I really do appreciate the comments you have all said and do take them on board. Now this chapter should be interesting. Its time to get inside the mind of the Doctor and hopefully answer some questions.
Nothing! There was no alien technology or anything like that in this room. That was rather strange, considering how he felt being in here. The Doctor simply put the Sonic Screwdriver back into his pocket and paced backwards and forwards. Just trying to piece together what head happened today. At least it would bide some time before he got out of here, Since surely he couldn't stay trapped in this room for the rest of his days, that would not only get boring but how could he live without seeing her face again. He just couldn't.
Firstly, there had been when they first arrived here and the two of them had gotten completly soaked, he closed his eyes as he rested up against the door picturing the wet Amy Pond in front of him. A small smile came to his lips. Yet one thing that seemed to really be bugging him was the fact that he had called her his fiancé. Now why should that bother him so much, after all it had just been nothing more than an excuse to be able to get into the bathroom without that woman getting to suspicious about anything. Yet no matter how hard he managed to push the thought from his head it seemed to him that subconsciously there was another reason behind him calling her that. Did he really want to in such a committed relationship with someone? That much just wasn't clear to him. Yet when he was with her, things just seemed to fall into place. She reminded him so much of himself in more ways than most. Sweet, beautiful, gorgeous, Amelia Pond. Amelia Pond who wasn't scared of anything, her fiery temper, that little spark that she had. Everything about her was so similar to himself, maybe that was what attracted him to her in the first place.
His eyes opened again, he was sure he felt someone next him, yet when he looked there was no one there. Nothing! Now this was starting to freak him out a bit. He needed to be out of this room, not only to convince himself that everything was alright and that there was nothing wrong with the locked door, or just anything with the house. Also he had to find Amy, he had to know that she was alright. If he heard her shouting his name and he couldn't get to her then it would pain him too much.
He banged his fists upon the wooden door, not all at expecting to happen what actually happened. The Doctor witnessed the door completly falling of its hinges and plummeting to the floor. "Ooops" he said with a slight grin on his face "Not really how you planned to get out was it Doctor" he said to himself, something he often found himself doing. Was that the first sign of madness he didn't know. Many people did say it was and that growing white hair on the palm of your hand was the second. Almost as soon as he thought that exact thought he turned his hand over so that his palm was facing upwards and looked down at his hand. "Okay, the third sign is looking for them. Doctor you are going mad!" he mumbled as he walked over the door and back out into the corridor. Now, at least he would remember what room it was he had been in before, the door was lying on the floor. If he needed to be back in that room then it would be easy to find, without having to open doors and check inside. Now the task was to find Amy. As far as he knew she could have called for him and he didn't hear from inside that blasted room. "AMY! AMY! Can you hear me? AMY!"
With every step Amy became more and more nervous. Not only did she not know where she was going or what she was supposed to be looking our for but she was on her own and that made her feel rather nervous. Ever since those Weeping Angels had been chasing her the young red head had developed a bit of a fear of the dark, which was surely understandable.
She heard a banging noise from somewhere above her, which made her jump and back up against a wall. She closed her eyes and took a deep breath. Simply trying to convince herself that there was nothing down here with her and that the bang had most likely been the Doctor, knocking something over. She wouldn't have put it past him. It took her a few minutes to build up enough courage to take another step forwards and carry on down the corridor.
Soon feeling a draft coming from somewhere. "What?" she said to herself. How could there possibly be a draft. It felt as though someone had left a door open. Being her normal and curious self she had to check this out, not like there was anyway she could get back the other way. She held her hands out in front of her, hoping to soon reach maybe a door or something to tell her that she was getting somewhere. The breeze seemed to be getting stronger, Amy couldn't hear anything so she could only assume that it wasn't anything bad. She debated in her mind whether to speak, or make some sort of noise. But then again she didn't want to frighten or startle anything that was there. Finally she felt her palms resting against something, it felt like wood yet she couldn't sure. She let her hands trail down, soon finding what appeared to be a handle. The young red head swallowed the lump in her throat before taking her chances and opening it. Taking one step through the door she felt something, or someone pushing her forwards. Before she had time to even realise what had happened the door she had just been pushed through slammed shut.
It took just a few seconds for her to realise that she was outside. How did that happen? The cold wet air bit into her body. What she would give to have the Doctor wrap his arms around her now and just hold her close to his warm body. She banged on the door, nothing happened. She tried the handle and still the door just wouldn't open. Now what was she supposed to do. This was starting out to be one adventure that she most defiantly wasn't enjoying. It had all been her fault as well.
Amy raced around to the Front Door, it was worth a try. This house was starting to have rather strange things going on around it and Amy wouldn't have been surprised if the front door just swung open when she touched it. Her suspicions were right. Nothing she did to that door would make it budge. Well this was it, how could she possibly get into the house now, unless there was a window open somewhere. She could always try. Her arms wrapped around herself as she tried to warm herself up, yet it didn't seem to be working. Around the house she walked, soon finding a window, it wasn't open, yet she was sure she could see someone moving in the room. She stepped right up to it and peered inside. A smile came to her lips. The Doctor, thank goodness he was alright! If anything had happened to him then she would have completly blamed herself. She knocked on the window, loudly, only hoping that he would hear her and actually look around not thinking that it would be something around the house.
Thankfully after a few moments his head turned and he seemed to have spotted her, before Amy could blink he was by the window.
"What are you doing out there? How did you even get out there?" he shouted through the glass.
"Trying to find a way back in that is what I am doing." Shouted back the red head "Some flaming corridor and someone or something pushed me out a door at the end of it."
"The TARDIS, use the TARDIS to get back in here. At least then you might be able to get me out of here. I don't like this place Amy, not one bit. I know what happened here it all makes perfect sense to me now, least I think it does"
"But I can't fly the TARDIS I don't know how. Besides I don't even know what the co-ordinates are. I will find another way in. You just... just... I don't know just do something. I am going to need a hug when I get inside. It's freezing out here"
The Doctor opened his mouth to reply, yet something behind Amy made him change his mind and shout something else to her. "Behind you, Amy. LOOK OUT BEHIIND YOU!" that was it he couldn't look anymore and closed his yes shut tightly, hearing nothing but the scream of Amy Pond. His eyes opened again and she was gone. But where? Where was she? He had to find her again. There was no way that he was losing her. What was that thing? What was it that had caught Amy, if caught was even what it had done. What if it had killed her? No, that just wasn't possible, it couldn't be possible. If there was one thing he most defiantly wouldn't let it be then it was possible. She was alive and un-hurt somewhere. The only thing left to do now was find her. Somehow!
As he turned away from the window a chair flew across the room missing him by a few mere centimetres. "Okay then" the Doctor said with a shake of his head as he walked forwards and headed out of the room. Even if he wouldn't admit it he was starting to think that Amy was right and that there was indeed ghosts or something similar hanging around in this house.
Now he really had to think, in a big house what was most likely to be the most haunted area of it? Maybe somewhere someone had been murdered? Or could it be somewhere else. The Murdered thing sounded like a good place to start. Perhaps if he went back to that room with the blood stained sheets then he would be able to communicate with someone and get some answers as to where Amy was. It driving him mad not knowing that she was alright!
Back up the stairs he ran as he headed down the corridor, there was no door on the floor. It had somehow been placed back on its hinges. Now this wasn't a good thing. Everything about this house was starting to freak the Doctor out. He needed Amy here now to comfort him, yet she wasn't around. Just when he though he had everything worked out and could take Amy to a place so much better than here, things were more confusing than when they first arrived and almost kissed by that large front door!
A/N: Okay, so I was originally going to have Amy staying inside the house and have the Doctor not actually seeing what had caught her. But I figured it would be more fun this was. I hope you like it! Took me a while to actually do this since my laptop crashed last night whilst I was writing it and I lost loads of my work. So had to re-write it from memory! Not fun!
