As Andrew collected the coils all he could think about was his last few hours. He pondered the horror, excitement, and how he had already had his life saved by a strange woman who had initially called herself the Bad Wolf using a magic screwdriver device. Would it work? Did she still have it? How could Andrew search her pockets without giving himself away?

Andrew gathered about five long coils in his arms which were a lot heavier than he thought they'd be. He strained as he found he could barely hold them all together. As Andrew moved back toward the Doctor and Rose one of them slipped out of his grasp falling to the ground and making a clanking sound as it landed on the Doctor's foot.

The Doctor moaned through his gag in pain while the others in the room all looked at an embarrassed Andrew before shaking their heads and returning to whatever task they were up to. That definitely was not the plan. Still holding the remaining four, he reached for Rose's left pocket before she mumbled, shaking her head, and struggling to pull away. Did she somehow know what Andrew was thinking about doing? She didn't think he was trying to cop a feel at the time like this, did she? Nah, she probably meant the other pocket.

He reached for the other pocket, but in the process another coil fell through his grasp smacking Rose in the chest and falling to the ground. The blonde looked at him crossly as she now moaned in pain. All eyes were again on him.

Andrew waved his hand at the human looking aliens guiltily. "Sorry. They're kind of heavy!"

Again, everyone shook their head in annoyance and turned back to their projects. Whatever they were working on that is, Andrew hadn't a clue. Now with four coils back in his grasp he moved for Rose's pocket again until she mumbled and shook her head vigorously once again. Maybe she thought he hit her on purpose.

Quietly, Andrew asked, "I'm trying to get the screwdriver thing."

On the other side of the pole the Doctor's mumbles sounded like he was really annoyed with him. Rose chimed in with her muffled voice trying to direct her head at the taller man. If he wasn't concentrating he wouldn't have understood what they meant.

Finally, getting the picture, Andrew moved toward the Doctor to reach for his pockets as the end of one of the coils smacked a furious Rose again. "Sorry," he whispered. At least he didn't drop one this time. Some hero he was being.

Andrew reached into the Doctor's pocket feeling what he could only describe as a rubber chicken and began to move his hand back as the Doctor urged him on with another muffled cry. He reached in farther and touched what felt like a wallet. Not that either. Then he felt the almost pen-like skinniness of the tool. Slowly, he withdrew it with a delighted gasp.

Relief flooded the eyes of the Doctor and Rose as they saw the screwdriver hanging in Andrew's hand. "Andrew!" A loud audible voice startled him making him drop the tool and the coils with a loud clang. "What the hell is going on over there?"

All heads turned in Andrew's direction as he looked on like a deer caught in the headlights. The screwdriver laid on the ground and out of reach of the prisoners. All he could get out was, "Uh oh!"

"Grab him! We'll convert three creatures today!"

The Chamills disguised as human beings made their way over to Andrew threateningly as he reached down to hand the screwdriver into the Doctor's taped up hands. Just as he made the exchange rough hands grabbed him pulling him into an inescapable hold.

The Doctor made quick work of cutting the tape holding Rose and him together to the poll using his limited mobility as time was quickly running out. With Andrew subdued, the Chamills knew what was happening and knew they had to stop the prisoner. One of them grabbed one of the Doctor's arms but the pin-stripped man reached out with his other and aimed the modified sonic at the computers behind.

A shot of energy struck the computer creating chaos in the room as some of the Chamills rushed to contain the problem. Bubbles rushed to the top of the vats containing the two pure Chamille bodies as both the Doctor and Andrew used the opportunity of confusion to elbow their captors in the stomach.

As their captors doubled over the Doctor tore off his gag and yelled, "Rose, catch," before tossing the screwdriver into her taped hands. "Now that's how you do it! Teamwork!"

Rose quickly cut her bonds with the device and ripped off her gag with a yelp of pain as all three of the intruders found themselves fighting being subdued again.

One of the Chamills grabbed Rose unexpectedly from behind trying to secure her arms but received a well timed head butt back. The alien fell back to the floor leaving Rose free.

The Doctor and Andrew continued to fight off the Chamills as Rose took advantage of her rare opportunity to run to the controls. Before her was an assortment of buttons, levers, and many other things making Rose take a glance at all of the devices to figure out what she was working with. She had to be honest with herself. This was technology she couldn't figure out, but it was all down to her. Rose panicked. "I don't know what to press!"

Rose's cry distracted the Doctor as he was struck by his attacker. He fell down like a sack of bricks with his head impacting the console next to her feat. Rose jumped in shock looking at her companion in deep concern. "Doctor? Are…"

"Rose, the controls! They're…" The Doctor's attacker was coming close to reaching him with another blow as he pushed himself back up to face him. "We studied Karusian Dynamics a month ago. It's very similar, calm down, and…" The Doctor was dealt another blow half way before standing.

Rose took a breath fazing the fights around her out of mind and then all of a sudden her arms were like a fluid motion pressing buttons and setting levers.

If Andrew wasn't so occupied trying to stay alive he would have told her how impressed he was. Instead, he was busy fighting another Chamille and a bloody nose from one of its punches. Andrew saw the woman working and began to gain hope and some energy back. If he could just hold this son of a bitch off for just a couple more minutes…

And then all hope crashed away as Andrew saw the leader, the same guy who had yelled at him more times than he could count. With the Doctor and himself locked into fist fights and Rose concentrating hard on her task, the most boisterous one had snuck into the fold and with both hands snuck up and grabbed Rose's neck roughly from behind.

One of her hands hovered over a big slightly purple button as the leader scowled. "If you press that button, you will die!"

Rose choked with as much stamina as she could muster, "If I press this button you lot will too!"