A/N: Most of you loved the fact that Jack had 'seemingly' guessed River's identity. But remember the rules, my beloved readers. One: The Doctor lies. Two: River lies. And number three, the most important rule of all: the author lies. Mwahahaha.

Thanks for your comments revolving my Mum. We're doing okay now; we're just waiting on her test results. An anxious time, but we're trying to be positive.

Now, on with the show!

Opening her eyes, Amy immediately knew that something was wrong.

She could feel pressure on her hand, and knew that someone was holding it. And it definitely wasn't the Doctor beside her, she'd memorised the shape and feel of his hands, so it could only be one other person. Glancing up, she saw that her guess was correct - and that they were asleep.

And then she saw her protruding baby bump, bigger than what it was before she was dragged to the surgery.

Her first reaction was to scream, but that wouldn't give her any justice. So, as quietly as she could, she reached out for the plate of food on the table beside her bed with her free hand. Balancing it carefully, she sat up slowly, and then smashed the plate into Antonium's face, feeling some kind of gratification when he cried out in pain.

She took advantage of his surprise, and leapt up from the bed, backing away as she held up a sharp shard of china as a weapon. "What have you done to me?" She cried. "What have you done to my baby?"

Antonium blinked, and wiped the food off of his face, unhurt, much to Amy's chagrin. "Amy please, calm down!" He reached out to her, but she swiped at the air dangerously with her weapon, and he backed off, holding his hands up in surrender. "Amy please, this behaviour isn't good for your daughter!"

Amy froze. "Excuse me?"

"You're having a girl Amy, and-"

"I don't trust you!" Amy hissed, pointing her porcelain shard at him. "What have they done to me?"

"They tried to accelerate your pregnancy, but they were only able to grow the foetus to five months until the time energy in both your blood and the baby's blew the ship's power out. Thank the Universe for back-up generators." Antonium told her, leaving Amy stunned.

She couldn't speak, or even move, so Antonium took a hesitant step towards her. "You alright?"

Amy immediately snapped out of it at his question. "Alright?" She cried, threatening him with her weapon again. "I'm five months pregnant when I'm supposed to be two! I'm imprisoned on a space ship with my husband's enemies, and I'm in a lot of pain! Why am I here? What do you want from me?"

"Amy, I'll tell you as much as I can, as long as you calm down!" Antonium pleaded, and Amy glared furiously at him.

"Fine, but you stay a good distance away from me." She told him sharply, and Antonium quickly took a few more steps backwards. "Now spill it alien boy! Why the hell am I here?"

"Ever heard of the Pandorica?"

At the mention of the familiar word, Amy felt her face pale. "I've heard it mentioned here or there." She whispered through numb lips, knowing a small bit about the legend - the Doctor had told her that the unbreakable prison held a powerful being inside of it, but he had never told her the full story.

"It isn't real." Antonium continued, and Amy found the strength to roll her eyes.

"I know that!" She snapped. "The Doctor told me it was a fairytale!"

"A fairytale...that was invented by the Daleks."

"Why would they..." Amy trailed off, feeling her earlier horror returning, and her eyes filled with tears. "No...don't tell me-"

Antonium nodded hesitantly, knowing what she was thinking. "The Daleks planted the legend of the Pandorica throughout history, with the help of their allies. And all of this, was to trick the Doctor."

He paused then, gazing at Amy warily to gauge her reaction, but she waved impatiently for him to continue, needing to hear the truth.

"There was a reason for why the Doctor crash-landed in your garden when you were seven years old, Amy." Antonium told her bleakly. "There was a reason for the crack in your bedroom wall, and there was a reason for every single crack in time you've seen since then. How else was the Doctor going to maintain an interest in you? He never settled down with anyone, until the Daleks weaved a story, and entangled you both in it. Of course he was going to fall in love with you - the red-headed, Scottish girl shrouded in mystery. How could he resist?"

If Amy hadn't been propping herself up against the wall of her prison, she would have collapsed, knowing that her relationship with the Doctor hadn't been fate - it had been manipulated all along. Tears began to stream down her face at the betrayal, and Antonium was quick to surge forward with a handkerchief, but Amy held up her hand in warning, causing him to back off.

"Continue." She whispered hoarsely, knowing that there was more to be said.

"And then when the Daleks were sure that the Pandorica was built to perfection, they used their psychic link with the Vincent to manipulate him to paint an image of the Doctor's TARDIS exploding, knowing that the Doctor would eventually see it and go to visit him. And the Daleks were waiting, for the both of you."

"And then they kidnapped me." Amy finished for him, wiping away at the relentless flood of tears that were streaming down her cheeks. "So what are they going to do to me? Do I still have a part to play in this sick, evil scheme?"

"You're the lure Amy, you're the Doctor's bait. He wouldn't come here if he thought you were dead. And when he does, the Pandorica will be ready, and he will be imprisoned. For eternity." Antonium told her quietly, and Amy closed her eyes.

"What will they do to my daughter?" She whispered, although she wasn't certain that she could bear to know.

"Although the Daleks and their army were startled at first, as your pregnancy was an unforeseen consequence, they've found a use for your daughter. She will be used as a weapon against the Doctor."

Opening her eyes, Amy met Antonium's gaze evenly. "Take me to my husband Antonium. Now."

Antonium blinked, bewildered. "Amy, you know that I can't do that. All I can do is be your only ally amongst the army."

"I don't want your help!" Amy cried, her anger returning. "And I certainly-"

But she broke off when she suddenly felt her daughter kick for the first time. Her eyes widening, her hands immediately rested on her bump, where she felt her kick again. "Oh my God." She whispered, her eyes filling with tears again - happy tears.

"She's kicking?" Antonium asked, smiling at Amy in delight, as if their sad conversation had never happened. "Can I-"

"No" Amy snapped, cradling her bump protectively. "Don't come anywhere near me! In fact, I want you to leave, right now!"

Bowing his head, Antonium took out his transportation device, and hastily used it to get out of the prison, leaving Amy alone.

She knew that she shouldn't have unleashed her anger on him, knowing that he wasn't to blame, but he was the only one there that she could unleash her frustration on. Now she was angry that the Doctor couldn't experience their first child's first signs of movement together, and Antonium and the Dalek Army were to blame for that.

"It's okay sweetie." Amy murmured, rubbing her abdomen tenderly. "If there's one thing that I know about your father, it's that he's the most intelligent being in the Universe, so he will find a way to get us home to him. I promise you. He always comes back. Takes him a while sometimes, but he'll be here. For the both of us."

~I~

After another unsuccessful attempt at trying to reach Amy in his mind, the Doctor had ended up in the console room, slumped against the console as he stared down at his sonic screwdriver that was fisted tightly in his hand. He didn't realise that he wasn't alone until he felt River sit down on the floor beside him, mirroring his position.

"Any reason for why you're holding that?" She asked him quietly, gesturing to his sonic screwdriver.

"It's the only way Amy can contact me. Her sonic, if used, activates the signal on this one."

River frowned, concerned immediately. "Doctor, I suggest you ignore it if it goes off."

The Doctor shot her a bewildered glare. "What? Why would I do that?"

"It could be a trap."

"No. Amy's the only one who can activate the sonic signal. Anyone can use the Sonic, but she's the only one who can connect her Sonic to mine."

River nodded, and then they both sat in silence for a few moments.

"So, there must have been a reason for why you came to find me." The Doctor said eventually, breaking the awkward tension.

"There was. Look, I think you should get some rest." River told him gently, unsurprised when the Doctor shook his head.

"Can't sleep."

But River wouldn't give in. "Okay, fair enough. Just try to eat something then."

"Can't eat."

River's eyes narrowed. "Doctor-"

"-No River!" The Doctor snapped, and River rolled her eyes. "Time Lords don't need a substantial amount of food and sleep to keep going. I can last for a few more days."

"Your stubbornness never changes." River muttered, and then she sighed. "I'm just worried about you, that's all."

"You don't need to worry about me. I'm fine."

His dull eyes, unshaven face, shaggy hair, and unkempt clothing were a complete contradiction to his words. "You're anything but fine." River stated, reaching out and brushing his hair off of his forehead.

For once, the Doctor didn't explode with anger at her remark, or push her hand away. "What do you expect me to be, River?" He asked her softly, finally meeting her gaze. "Are you forgetting that my Universe has been taken away from me?"

River didn't answer. Instead, she gazed back at him, deliberating something, before reaching into her jacket pocket. "Here, I think you should see this."

The item she gave to him brought a brilliant smile to the Doctor's face, for the first time since Amy had been kidnapped.

"Beautiful, isn't she?" River murmured, smiling down at the photograph in the Doctor's hands.

"Both of them are." The Doctor whispered, his eyes transfixed on the image of a little girl, and a woman standing in the distance behind her. The girl looked between the age of two and three, and she was toddling towards the person holding the camera, her small arms outstretched and a bright smile on her face.

The Doctor didn't even need to question who this child was, recognising the colour of Amy's hair and his own grey eyes looking back at him. She was perfect. And she was his.

"She doesn't smile at anyone like that, except for you and Amy." River said quietly, and the Doctor felt his eyes fill with tears, knowing that he was the one that would take this photo, and be the reason for why his daughter looked so happy.

"Where did you get this?"

"You gave it to me, with the message that I'll need this one day."

Still smiling, the Doctor's fingers lightly traced over his wife's image. "So, Amy and my daughter...they'll be-"

"-That's why I'm here Doctor. To preserve your future, and protect your past." River whispered, placing one of her hands over his.

His smile fading, the Doctor drew his gaze away from the photo to look at her. "River, I caught the end of your conversation with Jack, when I walked past the console room." He said suddenly, and River's eyes widened. "Why are you letting him believe that you're my daughter?"

Withdrawing her hand, River sighed, and looked away from him. "What makes you so sure that I'm not?" She asked him flatly, and the Doctor couldn't help but smile wryly.

"I'd know if you were my flesh and blood." The Doctor said firmly. "Besides, the TARDIS told me that you have no Time Lord DNA, making it impossible for you and I to be related."

"Blood is not the only factor that makes two beings family." River said hotly, her gaze finally meeting his, and the Doctor knew that he'd hurt her feelings. He didn't understand how he'd upset her, only the future would tell him that, so he took her hand and whispered, "Sorry."

"It's fine." She said quickly, squeezing his hand before releasing it. "So, will you let me cook you something now?"

The Doctor nodded, and then they both rose to their feet to begin their walk to the kitchen, the photograph still clutched tightly in the Doctor's hand.

When they walked in, they saw Jack standing by the oven, and he ushered them towards the dining table the moment he saw them. "Sit! Sit! Dinner's nearly ready!"

Amused, the Doctor met River's gaze, and she rolled her eyes. "I think we should be worried if Jack's cooking for us." She remarked, and the Doctor laughed as he tucked the photograph away in his tweed jacket.

"Oh hush you." Jack said with a chuckle, opening the oven to take out a casserole dish. "I'll have you know that I'm renowned for my cooking."

"For poisoning hundreds of alien species." River quipped as she took a seat beside the Doctor's, and Jack glared at her over his shoulder.

"Do you want dinner, or would you rather starve?"

"I never turn down free food."

Grumbling under his breath, Jack placed a plate of stew and dumplings in front of River, and a bowl of fish fingers and custard in front of the Doctor. While River grinned and thanked Jack, the Doctor stared down at his bowl, before pushing it away from him, shocking both Jack and River.

"Didn't I cook it right?" Jack asked him, and the Doctor shook his head slightly.

"No, it's not that. I'm just...it's something I normally eat...because it's Amy...and..."

He didn't even need to finish because Jack had already taken the bowl away and emptied it, quickly replacing it with a plate of stew.

The Doctor gave him a grateful smile, and then the three of them began their meal in silence, until River spoke up a few minutes later.

"So, what next?"

She didn't even need to say that she was referring to the next stage in their rescue plan to get Amy back, as Jack and the Doctor understood what she meant immediately.

"We're going to the Planet of the Philians." The Doctor told her. "I've met them before, on an island that I went to with Amy, and they told me that they were preparing for a War, and that I should too. I think this is what they were talking about."

"So you're going to force them to aid us?" River asked, and the Doctor nodded.

"And if that doesn't work?" Jack questioned, frowning slightly.

"They suffer the usual consequences." The Doctor said coolly, and River shook her head in agreement.

His cold, nonchalant attitude frightened Jack instantly. "You're going to kill them?"

"No. Just blow up their colony building."

"Oh yes, because that's so much better." Jack said dryly, and the Doctor slammed his cutlery down on the table.

"Coming from the man who shot my wife in cold blood because you mistook her for a Fryicilax." He hissed, his eyes narrowing dangerously.

"That's me, that's not you." Jack reminded him sharply, before glancing over at River, expecting her to say something, but she was staying dutifully quiet.

"Jack, are you forgetting who I used to be? That's still me." The Doctor demanded, and now it was Jack's cutlery that clattered to the table.

"No!" Jack snapped. "Rose-" No one missed the way the Doctor flinched at the mention of her name "-and Amy changed you for the better, and what you're doing is a disgrace to them!"

His cutting words stung the Doctor, but he refused to let it show, and his grey eyes hardened. "How am I supposed to get Amy back by doing nothing? What do you suggest I do? Have a cup of tea with the Philians and politely ask them to join us? You know just as well as I do that. won't. work!"

As the two men began to rise out of their seats, River stood up and placed her hands firmly on their shoulders. "Calm down, the both of you! Arguing like this isn't helping anyone. Now apologise to each other."

Mortified, the Doctor's face paled, stunned that he'd just lashed out at his best friend - again. "Sorry Jack...I'm just-"

"-I know." Jack said quickly, as ashamed as him. "I'm sorry too."

Satisfied, River released them, and the three of them sat down again. "Let's eat quickly, and then travel to the Philian Planet, okay?"

When both men nodded their agreement without complaint, River smiled in relief.

~I~

Amy could have been in her chamber for hours, or days, or even weeks since Antonium left. She had no track of time anymore. All she could do was sleep, eat, and stare at the world outside the glass walls of her cage.

So when a bustle of aliens came in, all babbling excitedly about something, it piqued her interest immediately. Rising from her bed, she walked over to the wall, her hand rubbing her baby bump to soothe her kicking daughter.

She saw Antonium amidst the crowd, and quickly waved him over, knowing he'd tell her what was happening.

When Antonium saw her gesturing to him, he hurried over, but remained outside of the prison.

"What's going on? Why is everyone in here?"

"Everyone's waiting for the Doctor." He told her gravely, and Amy's pale face lit up with hope.

"He's coming?"

Antonium gave her a sad look, and Amy's smile faded instantly. "No Amy." He whispered. "The Doctor can't trace our location, but we are able to track him. He's on his way to the Planet of Philians, and the Philian leader has set up a camera feed so the army can determine if the next stage in their plan is ready to be completed."

"So everyone's come in here to watch it?" Amy guessed, glaring out at the surrounding aliens. "Like they're watching a film at the cinema? How can they do this? This is my life!"

Antonium bowed his head guiltily, but before he could say something, Amy continued. "Antonium, please. You have to get me out of here, and take me to the Doctor. This isn't right!"

Antonium began to shake his head, but Amy wouldn't give up. "Or just...get in contact with him or something. Warn him. Please."

"Amy, they'll kill me, and they'll kill your daughter if I even thought about defying them." Antonium said bleakly, and Amy's face crumpled. "And speaking of which...I don't know how to tell you this...but...the Daleks have managed to conserve enough energy to accelerate your pregnancy. Another couple of months, I think."

Before Amy could collapse, Antonium quickly activated his device to dart into the chamber and catch her in his arms. "Amy, I'm sorry." He murmured, carrying her over to her bed.

Once Amy was laying down, she rolled over to her side, and began to sob into her pillow. Antonium could only hover uncomfortably above her, knowing she'd only hit him if he tried to touch her.

But at the sounds of loud cheering, Amy bolted upright, and before Antonium could stop her, she'd flown at the glass, banging at it with her fists. "You should be ashamed of yourselves!" She cried, catching the attention of some of the alien spectators. "The Doctor has done nothing but save you, time and time again! You'll pay for this! I promise you that you'll pay!"

Before she could scream herself hoarse, Antonium placed his hand over her mouth, and she glared furiously at him. "Calm down, this isn't healthy for your daughter." He reminded her quietly, and her glare faded.

Once Antonium had removed his hand, Amy sighed, and turned her gaze away to the blank screen that was descending from the ceiling. "You're right. But...I can't just..." Breaking off, she shook her head, and scrubbed the tears off of her face. "I bet you agree with them. What they're doing to the Doctor, I mean."

"I wouldn't say that." Antonium whispered, and Amy blinked, surprised.

She couldn't even question him before he announced, "And now it begins," as the screen flickered to life.

Finished this chapter at about 3am last night, so apologies for any grammar/spelling mistakes that you may find :)

Hayley xo