"All right! Ladies and Jake, we need to be prepared for this!" The Doctor declared as he passed before his companions like a general briefing his troops. Rory gave a sigh, but didn't say anything. "We have found John in a very nice place. Honestly, I'm actually excited for this. My last visit wasn't very nice, but there shouldn't be any carniverous shadows so maybe I could find that book -"

"Doctor!" Amy and Rose called out together. He jumped, ran his hand through his hair, and proceeded.

"We are going to the Library. It's an entire world that's a library actually. It's rather cool. Anyways, that is where the Angels are keeping him," he explained. On the consul screen, a diagram of the world appeared. "Now, this is what it looks like. Lovely place, nice architecture. It should be rather straightforward. If there are Weeping Angels, then everyone else should be gone, which means we do a scan for humans and we should be able to find him! But, this is super dangerous. You see, the angels look like statues, but they aren't, as we should all know. They freeze the moment you look at them, but when you blink, they grab you and take you away!" he cried dramatically.

"Or kill you," Amy added. The Doctor sighed and gave a noncommittal head shake.

"Well, they really shouldn't. John will have so much potential life they're feeding on that they should be quite healthy and not need to kill anyone..." he trailed off.

"Doesn't sound terrible then," Jake sighed. "So do we know where exactly John is then? We could just land the TARDIS there, jump out, grab him, and take off again!" The Doctor fidgeted awkwardly.

"That's kind of the reason we're having this discussion. I can't tell where he is. Supposedly he's everywhere. Something is throwing off the readings," he explained sadly. "But, that is what a plan is for! I don't really like plans, but we could probably use one in this situation. So, I think we should split up."

"That's never a good idea," Rose mumbled with a half-smile. The Doctor never had a plan going into a situation. This was so un-Doctor-like.

"It'll be fine!" The Doctor disagreed. "Rose, you'll come with me. It's been awhile since we've been on an adventure together. Jake, you're the one with the big gun. You'll go with Amy and Rory! We'll stay relatively close, but it'll let us cover more ground that way." His chest puffed out proudly, pleased with his plan.

"I don't like it," Amy declared. "These things snatch you, so why not travel in a circled group where there will always be a set of eyes open to keep them from attacking us." Rory seconded her idea and the Doctor deflated a bit. Rose had to admit, Amy's plan did seem more logical. Besides, guns didn't seem to be very affective against the Angels. "All right! It's settled. No splitting up!"

"Fine fine. But I had a plan!" The Doctor reminded them to save his ego.

"We know," Rose cooed as she patted his shoulder sympathetically as the group dispersed. "I was quite surprised." He smiled thankfully. "How long until we're there?" He glanced up at the consul.

"About ten minutes." They stood in silence for a bit with the weight of upcoming events resting heavily on their hearts. "I will get you out of here safely," he promised her. Rose bit her lip as emotion began to choke her.

"I know."

"No, I mean it this time," he said more firmly, taking her hands. "I've lost you too many times. I won't let it happen again. You're still very special to me, Rose." She threw her arms around him and sobbed for what seemed like the millionth time. He hugged her back tightly, hoping beyond hope that he'd be able to fulfill that promise.

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Amy clung to Rory in their room, memorizing the feel of him. They would be there soon, and she was scared. There was a good chance at least one of them wouldn't survive this adventure, and she would make sure to remember him this time.

"I love you," she whispered.

"And I love you too. You're going to be all right. I'll make sure of it!" he promised her. "I'll be your eyes when you can't see." She pressed her lips hard against his.

"Rory, before we die, I just want you to know that I'm sorry for ever doubting how much I loved you and running off with my imaginary friend... and then attempting to seduce him... and for making you have to die first before realizing just how much you mean to me," she rambled. He kissed her again, silencing her.

"There was never anything to forgive. Why else would I wait 2000 years for you?" They clung to each other one last time as the sound of the TARDIS landing filled the room.

A/N: I know this was short, but I didn't want to get into the action. That'll take time to write. So terrible with these bits. But now you all know where John is! And no one guessed... Any guesses why the Angels picked here?