Amy, Melody and The Doctor ran to the location they'd seen on the GPS. "This looks like an old hotel." Amy thought it seemed somewhat abandoned. "This place doesn't feel safe. Stay close to The Doctor, Melody. We'll split up and search."

The Doctor and Melody took one hall while Amy took another. There was no one anywhere; all the rooms were empty. Suddenly, Amy saw something out of the corner of her eye. She quickly turned around to see a statue of an angel on the other side of the hall. She felt something hit her gut from the inside out as the memories of fallen angels came flooding back. She was 13 again and the angels were back. It was just like before. They'd come back for her to turn her to stone, to kill her for good.

It flew up right to her face and stared at her, smiling mischieviously. She screamed for The Doctor but no one came. She backed up against a door and looked over to see that Rory's name was written on the side of the door. She quickly ran inside to see an old man lying on the bed. It was Rory but they'd changed him; the angels had slowly let him live to death. Amy ran to him and held his hand until he closed his eyes for the last time.

She couldn't speak, she only whimpered as she held Rory's lifeless hands.

"Could someone please tell me what is going on." Rory's voice made Amy jump up. He was alive and standing next to Melody and Dr. Smith in the room's doorway. The old man was gone.

"Rory!" Amy jumped up and held him tight. "You just died. This place is filled with angels. Everytime you try to leave you get sent back. This place belongs to the angels. They built it."

"This is an abandoned building, Amy." Rory looked into her eyes noticing she wasn't quite there. "Mels, stay with your mum. I have to talk to Dr. Smith alone." Rory closed the door behind them. "River's back, Doctor. She was trying to tell me this crazy story... Please tell me none of it's true."

Rory told him about the experiments River had talked about. Experiments on the human brain to see how it works, what really makes it tick. "Doctor, River said people have died. Please tell me that's not true. Is Amy safe?"

"I would never hurt Amy" Dr. Smith replied.

"Mum!" Melody's voice echoed through the halls.

"You'd better start running, Doctor. Because they're coming for you. And if I find out you've hurt Amy, I'll be coming for you next." Rory warned him as he ran back towards his daughter's voice.

"Dad, I'm sorry." Melody held back tears. "She just ran past me."

Rory saw his wife running up the stairs. "Why up?" He yelled as he tried to chase her.

"Better than down!" Amy ran all the way up to the roof with Rory not far behind. She stood by the ledge and Rory took her hand in his as they both stood dangerously close to the edge. "If you jump it'll poison the well and kill the angels." Amy said.

"Do you want me to jump? Please tell me I'm wrong because I'm really scared." Rory's eyes start to water as he holds his wife in his arms.

"Together or not at all" Amy began to cry.

"No, Amy what are you doing?!" Dr. Smith yelled as he saw Amy and Rory standing on the ledge.

"Tell me this isn't you, Doctor. Tell me you had nothing to do with this." Rory looked at River, who'd run up behind Dr. Smith. "Tell me this is just her getting lost again. It's not him, he didn't do this." Rory was trying to hold back tears.

"I never wanted to hurt either of you" The Doctor's eyes filled with tears.

"He knew his medications weren't tested properly but he used them anyway." River chimed in. "Why do you think I went mad? I fell for it too. I thought the medication would work."

Amy stood on the ledge holding Rory's hand. She was facing the ground below and crying. "Could you do it?"

"To save you, I could do anything." Rory whispered, wishing so much to bring her back. He looked down at the ground below and held her hand tightly, tears streaming down his face. There had to be something he could do to turn her around.

The Doctor had only wanted to keep her. When she got better she stopped having him come around. He gave her enough to keep her functioning but enough to keep her needing him. It was true that he'd been working with a medication that was considered not ready for public use. But it was never intended to make her suicidal. What was worse was that Rory was willing to risk falling in order to save her. He loved Rory too, they were both his children.

Melody was downstairs waiting, she was just a girl. She could hear them all yelling and screaming. She'd dealt with her mother's breakdowns before but it wasn't like this. Her mother had said to her once when she was too little to understand, "I wish I could tell you that you'll be loved. That you'll be safe and cared for and protected. But this isn't time for lies, what you are going to be, Melody, is very very brave." She was 11 years old now. Maybe she was becoming old enough to understand. She wasn't sure if the screams came from her parents or from the doctors. She was still too afraid to move, she stood at the stairwell leading to the roof as if frozen in place.

People started to notice, they'd called the police and news helicopters began to make their way to the scene. It was breaking news within minutes. "A well known fiction writer and fashion model, Amy Pond is threatening to jump to her death atop an abandoned building in New York City. As we speak, we can see her husband is standing at her side holding her hand. No doubt, pleading for her to make her way back to safety. Amelia Pond has suffered from hallucinations and mental illness since childhood including a brief stint in a mental institution after she was arrested for grand theft and reckless endangerment. More to come as the story develops.'