One month earlier
"They've got Amy!" Rory shrieked. "Doctor, they have her- Doctor!"
"Rory. We have to get out of here. They're going to kill us." The Doctor said calmly. "We'll come back, I promise." He patted Rory's shoulder reassuringly.
Rory hesitated, then ran with the Doctor back to the TARDIS. He opened up the squeaky doors and got inside while the Doctor started up the engine.
"Doctor," Rory said, breathing heavily. "Doctor. What are they going to do to Amy?"
"I don't know," he said, flipping various controls on the TARDIS console. "But we're going to go back. We'll get her. She'll be fine."
"When?" Rory asked.
"Now. But we're going two weeks into the future. On a day they won't be prepared- or expecting us." The Doctor said, hitting a few more buttons on the console. The familiar noise of the TARDIS landing began, then ended after a few seconds. "Rory the Roman, follow me."
They ran out of the doors, and Rory followed right behind the Doctor. "Doctor," Rory started.
"Shh." The Doctor put his finger to his lips, and kept walking.
Amy opened her eyes, and the first thing she noticed was the restraints around her wrists. "Help!" she yelled.
"Hush." A cold voice said from beside Amy.
Amy jerked her head around to look at the voice. Standing next to the bed was a tall man with strange glasses and a lab coat. "Who the hell are you?" she demanded.
"I'm the doctor." He said.
"No, you're not." Amy mumbled. She felt dizzy and her vision blurred.
The man laughed. "Oh, Amelia Pond, not your doctor."
"Where… where the hell… where am I?" Amy's eyelids drooped. "What did you do to me?"
"I just gave you a few drugs to keep you unconscious, while I perform the operation." The "doctor" said, grabbing a few sharp tools from the counter.
"What are those?" Amy could barely stay awake. "What… what oper- operation…"
The last thing Amy heard before she fell asleep was the strange man chuckling.
The Doctor pointed his sonic screwdriver up and scanned the air. "Found her."
Rory shook his head, but didn't question the Doctor's ways. The two men ran, until they reached a large gray door. It was locked, but the Doctor quickly fixed that with his sonic.
"Where is everyone?" Rory asked.
"I'm not sure, but right now we need to focus on getting Amy out of here." The Doctor said, pushing the door open.
"Oh my god." Rory gasped when the doors opened.
There were dozens of hospital beds, and most were occupied by a man or a woman. Everyone was hooked up to some sort of IV, and a light green fluid was running through the tube.
"Doctor…" Rory whispered. "What is this?"
The Doctor was scanning the room with his eyes, and his mouth was hanging slightly open. "Find Amy." He shut his mouth, and approached the nearest bed.
Rory nodded, and looked around the room for Amy's hair. The Doctor scanned the fluid and machine with his screwdriver.
"Amy!" Rory exclaimed. He ran to her bed and put his hand on her forehead. "Doctor, I got her."
"Carefully take the IV out, and carry her. We need to leave immediately. This place is more dangerous than I thought." The Doctor said, still looking over the fluid.
Rory gently removed the IV from Amy's arm, then picked her up and carried her to the Doctor.
"Come on." He said.
They quickly got back to the TARDIS, and the Doctor set the TARDIS to travel back home.
"Is she okay?" Rory asked, setting her down on the steps.
"She'll be fine," he hesitated. "I think."
"Doctor, what do you mean?" Rory kissed the top of Amy's head. "She'll be okay, right? Just unconscious?"
The Doctor scanned Amy with his sonic. "Yes. She is definitely, positively okay."
"Amy?" Rory stroked her cheek with his thumb. "Come on, wake up."
Amy's eyelids fluttered and eventually opened as she woke up. "Stupid face," she smiled a little, and sat up. "You found me."
"Well, of course." Rory said.
Amy pulled him in and kissed him, softly but passionately.
"Kissing, again." The Doctor muttered. "Always the same."
"Doctor, am I okay?" Amy spoke up.
"Yes, Amelia, you are totally and absolutely alright. Never better." He said.
"Actually, I feel like a have a hangover or something. I have a headache and I want to throw up…" She gagged, then ran out of the console room.
"Totally and absolutely okay?" Rory asked.
"It's only her body trying to get those fluids out. They're not natural, they shouldn't be in her body." He said.
"Um… okay." Rory just agreed without thinking.
A few minutes later, Amy returned from the bathroom.
"You feeling okay?" The Doctor asked.
"A whole lot better." She grinned. "Thanks for saving me."
"Yeah, no, uh, who was that for?" The Doctor asked.
"Both of you, ya moron." She laughed and motioned for a group hug.