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"They're similar, but those," he pointed slowly to the angels. "Are tad more scary."
"A tad? A tad? They're terrifying! I'm going to be having nightmares for a week!"
"Calm thoughts Phil." Doctor repeated himself, he heard Phil in take a breath and then exhale slowly.
"Sorry."
"It's alright, everybody freaks out when confronted by their fears."
"So you mean," she paused. The two of them hadn't moved at all and were just staring at the angels. "If they feed off of energy...they get that energy from where ever they can?"
"Yes, essentially, well done Phil! I didn't even need tell you the answer this time!"
"I'm catching on."
"You caught on ages ago. You just like me explaining all."
"Tangent Doctor."
"Ah yes, thanks Phil." Putting a hand on her shoulder he took a step back and so did she. One of the angels had moved, Phil shook her head slightly. "Sorry I couldn't help it." She said quietly, he gave a nod although she couldn't see it.
"They went after the TARDIS once before."
"You think they're going to do that again?"
"Most likely. What I think has happened is these two lonely angels are stuck here, yet again. What perfect place to live than a busying garden centre?"
"I could think of better places."
"Same here, but we shouldn't judge where people choose to live." Doctor pointed out simply. "They've killed people here," Phil tensed slightly, he still had his hand on her shoulder. Giving it a light squeeze he sighed. "We couldn't have done anything Phil."
"I know it's just..."
"I know, trust me I know." Frowning he reached down and held onto her hand. "Get ready to run."
"What? What...what about quantum locking..?"
"Phil there's only so long I can go without blinking for. My eyes feel like their burning and are permanently going to be open." He paused, "Running is idiotic but it's all we can do for now."
"What if there's more in here?"
"We've searched in here remember? There weren't."
"Doctor?"
"Yes?"
"We never searched the third level."
"Oh."
"Oh indeed."
"Ah...well...now that's just a whole different kettle of fish."
"Who says that saying anymore?"
"Not now Phil," Doctor gave her hand a squeeze, tightening her grip on his hand Phil ran as quickly as she could when he sprinted off as quickly as he could. The two ran past the isles which they'd spent what seemed like hours walking down and looking over.
Eventually The Doctor slowed down and looked around. They were in the dark, Phil stood beside him shaking like a leaf. He looked at her, he could vaguely see her in the darkness. He reached up with his torch and turned it on.
Standing near the isles which had the lights were two angels.
"I never heard them break the doors."
"Neither did I."
"Doctor?"
"Don't state the obvious Phil," he said slowly while edging backwards. "Is there any near us?" Phil reached up with her torch and flicked it around the isles near them. They were near the back of the building which lead to the storage part.
"No."
"Are you sure?"
"Definitely."
"We're near a door right? Go through Phil, but slowly." Doctor pushed Phil in the direction of the door while eyeing up the angels. "What do you want?" He mused although he knew full well that he wasn't going to get an answer back. They weren't like Angel Bob, these two hadn't stolen someone else's voice. Feeling Phil hold onto his hand tightly he walked back and through the doorway, sliding it shut he looked around. There were storage boxes everywhere.
"We can't leave them here."
"How do we get them out?"
"I don't know," he shook his head and looked at her. "Phil I really dislike to scare you but, they have the ability to effect anything which stares them in the eyes. Anything could be an angel."
"...Anything?"
"Yes."
"Well that explains why I'm scared of garden gnomes."
He couldn't help but laugh slightly, "Now you admit you're scared."
"Shh," Phil waved a hand at him and went to walk forward. She didn't get to far though because The Doctor gave her jacket a tug.
"No wandering, I mean it more now than ever."
"Ok." Phil nodded and then jumped, there was the crashing sound they were both waiting for as soon as they'd turned their backs to the two angels outside the door. "They're in."
"Four. There's four of them."
"Is that a good or bad thing?" Doctor just gave her a look. "You're right, either way this is bad right?"
"Yes, numbers truly mean nothing Phil."
"So...they're after the TARDIS again?"
"Yes," he gave a nod. "I believe so, I mean they must have been here a while feeding off of people who come close to them. They must have sensed the TARDIS and well...nabbed her."
"Nabbed her? Doctor how can angels steal the TARDIS?"
"Not everyone pays attention. For all the people passing by knew it was some sort of weird art statement."
"Art statement? What; 'The Angels and the Police Box'? As a statement that means the angels defying authority and the police. It doesn't take into consideration doctors, or any other emergency service."
"Thanks Phil for picking that apart, I see college had its uses."
"Yup!" She smiled, Doctor looked at her a little sadly. "What's with that look?"
"Phil if they can't get into the TARDIS they will go for you." He said obviously and bluntly. She needed to know this piece of information.
"So I just won't let them get me." She said defiantly, The Doctor smiled and gave a nod. He was somewhat proud of her resistance and apparent calmness towards the fact that four Weeping Angels could possibly gang up on her.
"So what's in here huh? Lawn mowers, some sort of table." The Doctor was reading labels on the storage boxes. Phil went to go look at some only to get a tug on her jacket sleeve. "No wandering remember?"
"Now more than ever, yes I now have it memorized." Phil rolled her eyes, he grinned and clapped his hands together. Looking around the room quickly he looked at her, "We need to find something in here which is so inspirational and handy that it'll help us escape alive. As well as delaying the angels."
"Right." Phil gave a nod and flashed her torch around. She pulled a face and looked up at him. "I don't see anything inspirational."
"Nor do I."
"We're stuck aren't we?"
"Nonsense!" He exclaimed and went strolling off to another set of boxes. Phil trailed after him silently. "Alright maybe we're a little stuck, just a little though." He held his fore finger and thumb together with the most tiniest gap between them. "But I've been in worse situations, I shall tell you some sometime if we get out of here alive. Come on Phil don't look so defeated where did all that confidence suddenly go to?"
"I'm panging."
"You're what?"
"The pang, it's like hammering on a wall only inside my head...my stomach hurts too." Phil rubbed her stomach and frowned. Flashing the torch up to her, she winced and squinted her eyes. The first thought which popped into The Doctors head was that Phil had in fact looked one of the angels in the eye. This would mean that she would slowly but surely get effected by it. Sighing he had to remind himself that she said she didn't.
"Can you describe it as anything else?" He questioned while quickly walking around and looking at the labels on the boxes. He was trying to find anything that would aid them right now. Phil stood next to him thinking.
"Someone's trying to get in."
"You mean the TARDIS."
"Y-yeah I guess I do."
"Well you just clarified that they have found her." He walked down an isle of boxes, Phil walked quickly after him. "We just need to find her too! And when we do we have to make sure they've not got their grubby little stone mits on her. Or even in her...they've not got in have they?"
"No." Phil paused, "They're just banging on the door." She raised an eyebrow, "Knock knock."
"Whose there?"
Phil pushed some boxes which weren't very heavy out of the way. "Imminent death."
"That joke isn't very funny, but it is very true." Doctor gave her a look and then crossed his arms. Phil stood with a sulky expression on her face. "Stop looking like that Phil! We'll get out."
"I know we will it's just. In all fairness you're not the one with the hammering in your head."
"Is it really, and I mean, really painful?"
"Well it's nagging but it does hurt."
"Right! Chop chop Phil! Let us find something to help us out!"
"Ok!"
"I don't much like being cornered in a room, doesn't usually work out very well for the people on the other side."
"Rat in a trap, and the rat fights back huh?"
"More or less."
"So much for you describing yourself as a coward."
"I am not always cowardly! I am very good at being heroic and brave."
"I know," Phil smiled and wiped some dust off some boxes. "Seriously I don't know how long some of these have been here for but they need a clean."
"People don't usually clean cardboard."
"True," she nodded and gave a shrug. "Found anything?"
"No, you?" Doctor peeked out from a stack of boxes. He had relented to letting Phil wander slightly. Shaking her head she suddenly nodded happily, "You have?"
"Possibly," she pulled a box off of a shelf, with help from him. Doctor took a step back and eyed the box up. Phil ripped into it and pulled something out, blinking and looking at his reflecting he took to straightening out his jacket and pushing his hair out of his face.
"Quit preening!"
"What?" He shook his head and looked at Phil, she was peering around the mirror. "Come on then, explain the mirror."
"Medusa."
"Medusa?"
"Well...her look turned people to stone, like freeze frame frozen."
"Yeah I know what she did thanks, I don't need a history lesson." Doctor put his hands in his pocket and then jumped to take the mirror from Phil when her grip was loosening on it. "We don't want you smashing it Phil! Seven years bad luck doesn't bode well with me."
"Nor me." Propping the mirror against the shelving units. She eyed herself up, this earned her a smirk and a finger being pointed in her direction. "Sorry." Pausing to turn away from the mirror she looked at him. "Quantum locking, you said that...that when you look at them they're stone. But what if they look at themselves?"
"That's actually very smart Phil well done."
"Thank you Doctor, I believe some of your smarts are rubbing off on me."
"How brilliant is that? Although a little creepy, just don't get to many smarts from me. Having a person run around as intelligent as myself will be disturbing to see." Giving a shudder he smiled at Phil. "You know the first time I met them they got beat by the same sort of tactic you just schemed up."
"Will it work?"
"Yes, I'm rather sure it will."
"Excellent! Now we just need to find three more mirrors and come up with some sort of idea to get them to look into them."