Hey, guys. I'm so sorry. My computer crashed and dumped the document, and I had to rewrite it from memory. Anyway, I finally got it, so here it is. Remember, everyone's background is very different. You'll find that soon enough... Oh, and I'm disregarding what Moffat said about it being a bad idea to shoot weeping angels

"Right. So, here we are" the Master said, hopping out of his trusty ship. Lorna followed him cautiously.

"And where exactly is 'here'? A crazy planet, a missing city..."

"New York. America. October 22, 2010."

"But that's the same day that I got back on the TARDIS"

"Yes it is. Time travel, remember?" Lorna rolled her eyes at him. He thought he was so brilliant... well, he was. But she'd never admit that to him.

"I know about that. I'm just wondering why"

"Because I wanted to see what Pond Products was before Kovarian took over"

"Isn't that where they took me and-" she cut herself off, but it was pretty clear where that sentence was going to go.

"Yes. It is." He turned away from her. She felt guilty, and tried to comfort him.

"Master, I- " She was cut off by a piercing scream.

Master Who

They ran towards where the scream had come from. Lorna smiled to herself. She had missed the running. They ended up in front of a very familiar building. The name 'POND PRODUCTS 'stood out prominently on the side of it, bold lit up letters shining. They looked around for a bit before hearing another scream, this one masculine. They ran inside and found two people standing underneath a giant statue. The woman, a tall, scantily clad red-head had her head buried into the other's chest.

"You know, that's not the way to beat them" the Master shouted, staring diligently at the statue. The two turned to look at him.

"No. Eyes on the statue!" They all looked at it again. He and Lorna approached the couple.

"I'm the Master, this is Lorna. Who're you?" The red head looked at him

"I'm Amy. This is Rory. What is that thing? It tried to kill us!"

"It's called a weeping angel. Don't blink. The second you look away, you're dead"

"Okay then..."

"Master, I think you should see this"

"Shut up, Lorna. Can't you see we're staring at this statue?"

"Master! I really think-" her voice disappeared. The Master frowned.

"Keep your eyes on that statue" he told the pair, as he looked around. He was looking straight into the face of another statue.

"Oh god. This is bad. Very, extremely not good."

"What is it?" Rory called back.

"Well, you see... Well, Lorna's dead." He could feel the two freeze behind him.

"How?"

"There are two of them" Amy screamed

"There are three of them!" The Master shifted his gaze to see one holding her by the collar of her shirt. She was staring at it furiously, and Rory stared at the other. The Master stared at his, and tried to back up. He ran into Rory, who broke contact with the Angel. He looked back up, and it was centimeters away from him. They stood there silently, knowing that soon, one would blink, and one would go. They stayed still for what felt like hours, but was probably only a minute or two. Surprisingly, the Master was the one to blink. When he felt it, he closed his eyes, braced for the worst. He heard a huge explosion. When had he been sent to? He opened his eyes cautiously to see a boatload of smoke and the smoky shape of a woman

"Hello sweetie"

Amy and Rory brushed the smoke off themselves.

"Thanks River" Amy said. The Master looked confused

"How do they know you?" River opened her mouth to answer, but was cut off by a crash.

"I've estimated there's about ten of them in here. I've killed four so far. That must be another one"

"How did you find them here?" he asked, still stunned at the fact that she was here. Yeah, they were both time travelers, but she had... He choked back a sob. She couldn't find out about her future.

"It's our business. We called her"

"Pond Products is your business?"

"Yes. Amelia Pond at your service" He looked at her for a minute. Something about her was just... so familiar

"What was your maiden name?" he asked, hoping for some clarity. She traded a glance with Rory and laughed

"That is my maiden name. He changed his name; that's how it works" The Master looked at River. That sounds like something she'd say. Still, he couldn't quite figure out where he knew Amy from.

"Enough small talk!" River cut in. "There's about six more to go before we're safe" She shot seemingly randomly behind her back, and another stone statue exploded. "Make that five" Definitely the same old River. Not that she was old. She was very young now, and- he hated to say it- always would be.

They set off down the hallways, following the nearby crashing sounds.

"If they broke my glass swans, I will kill them!" Amy shouted. Boy, she was feisty.

"Come on, Amy. They're serial killing aliens. What would they want with your swans?" Rory asked her, laughing a bit. They reached the right room. Another crash was heard inside.

"Yeah, this is the place" Amy said.

"I'll look around" Rory said bravely "River, can you come with me?"

"Yeah, sure" Rory sent a look to his wife, and then the pair went to check one side of the room. Amy and the Master went the other way

"So that's your husband?"

"Yeah, he is. How do you know River?"

"She is- will be- my wife..." Amy smiled quickly, but then covered it. She opened her mouth to reply when a shout cut them off

"DAD! No!"

So, what did you guys think? It didn't turn out too badly, did it? I feel like it just sort of repeated stuff. Not much new you can do with the weeping angels. Anyone else glad I got rid of Lorna for good? I got tired of her. I'll update when I should have next, which will be next Wednesday, July 11. Don't forget to review!