Chapter 2

"Where to now Doctor?" Amy Pond asked.
Her and her husband Rory emerged from the library/swimming pool with smiles on their faces.
"Anywhere you'd like, she'll take us there!" Sang The Doctor, patting the TARDIS playfully. "Anywhere, any when! We could have breakfast with the Ood, steal tea at the Boston Tea Party, and watch the first humans land on Mars over dinner! Actually wait, scratch that last bit, don't want to cross my own timeline, last time that happened, well, it didn't end well. All those things..." He rambled on.
"Doctor," Amy interrupted his trailing thoughts, "Anywhere is amazing." She smiled.
"But do your best to make it as least terrifying as possible, eh?" Rory asked.
Amy laughed and kissed him. The Doctor smiled and straightened his bow tie. They walked over towards him.
All of a sudden The Doctor was on the floor. The Pond's rushed over to his side.
"Doctor! Doctor!" Amy shouted. "Rory! Call someone!"
"Well who do I call, the hospital? On Earth?" Rory replied rolling his eyes.
"I don't know!" Amy yelled. "Just do something!"
"Oh Jeez, what would I even say? Think of it, Jesus. 'Umm hi my alien friend just collapsed of some weird disease, medicine might never exist for it, but please do your best and try not to freak out; he's 900 years old and has two hearts,' yes that would work just fine." He complained, out of breath from his speech and the excitement.
"I could do without the sarcasm, thanks." She said annoyed.
The Doctor lay motionless on the floor. He jumped up again after five minutes.
"What was that?" Amy asked relieved, stumbling back.
"What did you say?" The Doctor asked, straining his neck. "Could you turn that down? Please! Turn it down!" He started yelling.
"Nothings playing!" Amy yelled.
"Well maybe it's a Time Lord thing," Rory suggested. "Could it be like a space sickness.. Or something?"
"I don't know." Amy said, frustrated. "It's never been brought up before! Surely he would have mentioned even a possibility of something like that."
"Turn it OFF!" He yelled clawing at his head. "Oh God, is this what the drums were like?" He scrambled along on the floor. "I've really got to stop referencing... My past... Selves." He said scooting around, kicking things over.
Rory searched for and found his sonic screwdriver. "This?" He questioned. "Will it help?"
"Maybe it'll help, but I don't know how to work it." She said.
The Doctor still moaned in pain on the floor near them.
"Well, lets give it a go." He offered.
Amy sighed as he passed it to her. She shrugged and pressed a button. And a few more. And about 10 combinations later, the screams stopped.
They hauled him off to bed and watched the stars go by until he awoke.
He came blundering in a few hours later. His hair was disheveled and he looked shaken.
"Doctor, what was that earlier?" Amy asked carefully.
He said nothing, just walked over and hugged her, then Rory.
"I can still hear it," He said quietly, his voice trembling. "It's just hushed now."
"What did- what do you hear Doctor?" Rory asked.
"It is a song. Such a sad sad song. Well... More like a cry." The Doctor clarified. "I heard something similar to it ages ago, but this is different. And look," he held out the physic paper. It was a huge scribble.
Like someone had crossed out every thought they wrote down. "This has never happened before."
Amy and Rory peered at the paper. Indeed it looked like a frustrated scribble. Sort of like the little tornado's they drew on their papers out of boredom at school from what seemed so long ago.
"Before, it was a cry of captivity from the Ood." The Doctor continued. "This is also a cry, but it's a hopeless song. No words, barely even notes. It makes me want to die." He said meeting his teary eyes to theirs.
Amy and Rory nodded and joined hands.
"Lets go find them, then." Amy said. "Lets give them a reason to sing a happy tune." She smiled.
"Amelia Pond." The Doctor said shaking his head. He jumped around the base control center of the TARDIS.
"Now who ever that is sending us this message, unintentional by the way, is from a long ways away." The Doctor reported, sounding more like himself.
"So they're powerful." Rory concluded.
"Yes, Rory, and not at all natural. Their cry has gone through space and time itself." He said. "That's hard to do. And to reach me... Even harder! Ooh this is exciting!"
He turned back to the screens riddled with Galifrayan text, typing away, deep in concentration.
"Interesting," he said running his hand through his hair. "It's coming from Earth. If were lucky, we can trace the signal back and ride the wave to the source."
"Huh." Rory commented.
"Can you get any more specific?" Amy pestered. "You know, about the location, I mean."
"America." He said. "Ummm... Kansas.."
"What kind of Alien could achieve this?" Amy wondered aloud.
"What would a powerful Alien be doing in Kansas?" Rory asked, curious.
"Who said it was Alien?" Said The Doctor, smiling. He laughed and turned back to the controls.
Amy raised her eyebrow and looked towards her husband. He gave a smirk and grabbed her hand as they ran to open the TARDIS doors to watch the time vortex fly by