"Keep moving." One of the guards snarled, as he dragged Rory up some concrete steps. "There's not far to go now."
"What?" Rory yawned.
"I said, we'll reach the cells soon." The dinosaur rolled his eyes.
"So, what's your name?" The Doctor asked in a friendly voice.
"Pete." The dinosaur dragging River replied. "And these are Roger, Marlene, Graham and Frank."
"Nice to meet you!" The Doctor grinned. "Are you all from Salaxi?"
"Yep!" Pete replied proudly. "Voted the best planet in the Sparglezap galaxy fifty seven times running."
"The sky is a very lovely shade of red." The Doctor admitted. "Have you ever been to the Fantasmos gardens in Laxres?"
Amy kicked the Doctor's leg to try and get him to shut up.
"I grew up right round the corner from the gardens!" Pete replied.
"You're kidding!" The Doctor said, "What about the Srith tower?"
"Yeah, did you know the Government was planning to knock it down?"
"No, it's a work of art." The Doctor replied.
"I wonder if they did destroy it." Pete said, "I wish we got more holidays, the Master works us to death."
"Really?" The Doctor's eyes lit up, as if a plan was being formed. "So, you don't really like working here?"
"Oh, I'm sorry," Pete said, "It looks like we've reached the cells."
The dinosaur took out a key and stuck it in a tiny hole. "I've really enjoyed talking to you. Maybe we can have another chat when I take you to be fed to the Magic Furgle."
"Wait." The Doctor said quickly. "Could we maybe share a cell? You know, spend our last hours together."
"What do you guys think?" Pete asked his colleagues. "Shall we take them all to one of the larger cells?"
"Sure, they seem nice." Marlene replied. The others nodded.
"Thanks a lot!" The Doctor exclaimed, patting Pete on the back. "Come on you lot, where are your manners?"
"Thanks," Amy, River, Rory and Jack mumbled, and they all flooded into the cell, the Doctor grinning happily.
"Oh, guys," Pete said, popping his head around the door, "I'm afraid we're going to have to take one of you to be fed to the Magic Furgle now. I'm sorry. So, which of you is it going to be?"
"I'll go." Rory said, looking over at River and Amy.
"No, you can't!" Amy replied hysterically, "There must be something we can do, Doctor, think of something!"
"I think," The Doctor replied slowly, "That Jack should go. You OK with that?"
"What? No!" Amy shrieked, "You can't just let your friend die!"
"Don't worry about me." The captain grinned and, winking at the Doctor, he strode out of the cell and towards the guards.
"We have to save him!" Amy said, turning to the Doctor. "Use the sonic screwdriver to get us out of the cell!"
"I could resonate the concrete, but that would mean that we'd all get squashed." He replied, taking Amy's hand. "Believe me when I say that we're all going to escape somehow. Including Captain Harkness."
Amy laid down on the cold, hard, concrete bench, and stared dejectedly up at the cold, hard, concrete ceiling. How could she have been so stupid? This was all her fault. River had asked her to stay in the TARDIS, but she and Rory had ignored her. If they had just waited a little bit longer, Captain Jack might still have been alive, the Master might have been captured. Amy sighed, closed her eyes and tried to get some sleep in the noisy cell. At least she'd be spending her last hours with her family and the Doctor.
The Doctor was back to his normal hyper self. River suspected that he had a idea, but his mood could also be to do with the huge bar of chocolate that he had just found in one of his pockets.
"So," The Doctor began, "We need a plan for after we escape in about half an hour. Anyone have any thoughts?"
Rory sighed, sitting down next to his wife on the bench. "Doctor, there's no way we can get out of here. The walls, floor and ceiling are solid concrete, you said that yourself."
"Don't worry about that," River said dismissively. "I'm sure the Doctor's got it sorted. The difficult thing is, after we get out, where can we go? We're trapped on this spaceship. We'll just get arrested again on the way to where the Master is."
"Mmmm," The Doctor bit his lip, span around several times, then came to an abrupt stop. "Yes!"
"What is it?" Amy asked.
"Those guards. They obviously weren't happy with the Master coming in and taking over. I don't think it would take much persuasion to start a mutiny."
River's smile soon vanished, as she heard heavy footsteps coming to a stop outside the cell.
"It's the guards, they're taking someone else!" Amy gasped. "Doctor, now might be a good time to put that escape from the cell plan into action."
"This is not good." He said quietly, as if talking to himself, "I need more time."
The wall slid slowly upwards, to reveal, not a dinosaur like creature, but a humanoid one.
"It's the Master." Rory guessed, but then, "No, the Master doesn't wear a coat."
"How did you escape?" Amy asked, flinging herself at Captain Jack, who was looking rather smug, the Master's remote control in his hand.
"Immortality can be pretty useful sometimes!" He grinned, "After the first few deaths, the Dinosaur got kind of scared. Luckily those guards didn't bother locking one of the doors, I guess they didn't expect anyone to survive long enough to open it. I actually found the remote on the Master's bedroom table, right next to a photo of your tenth regeneration."
Amy and Rory exchanged shocked looks, and River started giggling.
"Your tenth regeneration was rather handsome!" She laughed and Jack nodded in agreement. She noticed the Doctor blush, and whispered, "Not as handsome as your eleventh of course. And your twelfth regeneration, whoa! Oops. Forget what I just said."
"Now we're all back together, " The Doctor grinned, looking around at his companions, all of whom were laughing hysterically, "Shall we think about saving the universe?"
"OK. But can we please see the Master's room before we go?" Amy asked. The Doctor rolled his eyes, and everyone else laughed harder.
"Come on." He ordered, and they flooded out of the cell and into the hallway.
"Pete!" The Doctor yelled, waving at the nearest guard, who was eating a sandwich. "Hey, Pete, Marlene!"
"Oh, hi guys." Pete said, "I didn't know the Master released you!"
"Yeah, anyway," The Doctor quickly changed the subject. "Did you know that the Master has been lying to you all along?"
"What?" Pete asked, "No way!"
"He tricked you all into working for him by importing a large dinosaur from prehistoric Earth. The so called 'Magic Furgle' isn't a furgle, it's a T-Rex. And now, he's going to use your species to destroy a load of planets. Including your home planet, Salaxi." The Doctor let this sink in.
"We can't let him get away with this!" Pete said angrily. "I'll tell the others, then we can communicate with the other ships, and tell them to go back home."
"Thank you!" The Doctor beamed, shaking Pete's hand.
"I've got a wife and children back home," He replied simply. "And I'm not going to let the Master destroy them. Listen up everyone!"
Amy checked the last of the prison cells.
"That's all of them!" She reported, and followed Rory over to the waiting transmat.
"The furgles have all been evacuated in the escape pods. Except from Pete, who's going to pilot this ship back to Salaxi." Jack said, appearing from behind a concrete door. "And the other ships have all been told that the mission is off. They're heading back to their own galaxies."
The Doctor and River followed him. "We couldn't find the Master." River said.
"I think the furgles got to him before we could." Jack replied. "I heard one of them tell another about how they fed him to the T-rex. I'm sorry, Doctor."
"Don't be." The Doctor replied, holding up a piece of paper. "He left this note for me. It explains his ingenious escape, and how he fled in a secret pod. Which I could trace, if we get back to the TARDIS quickly."
They all stepped onto the transmat, and found themselves back on Oxford Street, which had been cordoned off by the police.
"Hey, how did you get in?" A confused looking police officer asked, "Press have to stay behind the tape at all times."
"We're not press." The Doctor winked, and made his way over to the TARDIS.
"Nice to see you again, old girl" He whispered, then opened the door, and Jack and the Ponds followed him inside.
Once inside, the Doctor looked expectantly around the console room.
"Where to next?" He asked, excitedly pressing buttons. "I promised you Christmas breakfast and I know a lovely café in New York. Or we could pop to Salaxi, see how Pete's doing."
"I need to get back to Cardiff." Jack replied. "My team is going to kill me."
"Fine." The Doctor set the co-ordinates, and turned back to the Ponds.
"Sorry Doctor, but I just want to go to bed." Amy said.
"You did get us up really early this morning, and it's been at least 32 hours since then." Rory agreed, and his daughter nodded.
"Fine." The Doctor sulked, "You can go."
"Thanks!" Amy said, hugging him, and she, Rory and River made their way to their bedrooms.
"I could help out at Torchwood for a bit." The Doctor asked hopefully.
"No, thanks." Jack replied, opening the doors to reveal the Millennium centre at Cardiff bay. "See you around Doctor!"
The Doctor waved, and shut the doors. It was only then that a huge smile returned to his face.
"They're going to be so surprised!" He chuckled; pulling a lever on the console and watching a picture of the North Pole appear on the screen.
That's the end! Yay! Thanks to everyone I've mentioned so far, as well as: anguauberwald, comealongsong, GoForTehGig, Paws the Kitsune Kit and winterjoy! I hope you enjoyed it!