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"So...run through plan Medusa again for me."

"Phil! Pay more attention," sighing and pushing himself off from a stack of boxes which had tables in them The Doctor walked up to where she was sitting. "We have the mirrors," he dramatically waved his arms in the direction of them. "We have the angels." He pulled a face and wriggled his fingers towards the door. "We have...erm...huh."

"We don't have anything else."

"No that's true." He gave a nod. "We just need a way to get to them without freaking out."

"You'd freak out over them too?"

The Doctor gave her a look before reaching out and patting her on the head. "Shhh, I don't freak out over them! I don't freak out over anything."

"Doctor you're patting is turning into slight whacking." Phil winced and then smiled when he stopped.

"Sorry Phil."

"Tis alright." Shrugging she looked up at him, she was currently perched on one of the shelves. "Can I just say, I don't think I'll ever be visiting this place again."

"Nor me."

"You wouldn't visit it anyway! Like heck would you visit here again."

"True this place is way to..." Looking around Doctor deliberated his words. "Orange." Phil laughed and nodded totally agreeing with him. "So!" Clapping his hands he took two steps back from her and raised an eyebrow. "Mirrors, angels, sonic screwdriver, my whit and brilliance and your cowardly bravery. Are we ready?"

"Cowardly bravery?"

"You're struggling to make sense of that Phil, not a time to be confused because we're off!" The Doctor waved a hand at her and then picked up the nearest mirror. Phil jumped into action soon after him.

"Fork lift!"

"You don't know how to drive!"

"Nor do you."

"...I do."

"That was so hesitant, Doctor. Do you know how to drive anything which isn't the TARDIS?"

"I'm not letting you wing driving a fork lift. Scratch that, don't even go near a fork lift! Hold on, double scratch that, I'm not allowing you near a fork lift, to improvise driving one to ram into them." He rambled and shook his head, looking at her he pouted. "Hesitant? Yes! I already told you I know how to drive other modes of transport. Why do you not believe me?" He whined and put the mirror he was carrying next to the door. It was very silent out there, not that the angels made any noise anyway. One of their strengths was to be silent. It bothered him, they could easily have broken through the door. They knew that the two of them were in here, so why hadn't they?

Phil popped up next to him and leant another mirror next to the wall. She looked up at him, "You alright Doctor?"

"Yes I'm thinking."

"Be careful, doing a lot of that can be dangerous."

"Me thinking in general is dangerous." He said slowly, he flicked his eyes down to look at her. Phil just smiled lightly and nodded slowly.

"Fear your brain and its mighty thoughts."

"Quit boosting my brains ego," he rolled his eyes and ran over to the remaining mirrors. Phil trotted after him.

"How do we do this?" She questioned while heaving a mirror up and struggling to carry it over to the wall. "I mean, once they see themselves they will freeze right? And like, what do we do with them then? We can't leave them, someone will move the mirrors and when they do they'll get zapped."

"You had to point out the most obvious problem of our plan."

"Sorry."

"In all honesty I don't know."

"You're winging it again."

"Yes! But aren't I doing it brilliantly?"

"As usual."

"Thanks Phil," smiling and pinching her cheek he nodded towards the door, suddenly in a serious manner. "We're just a bonus. Think of us as the complimentary chocolates which are given after a meal in a restaurant, that sounds weird." Running a hand through his hair he nodded quickly and clicked his fingers. "We're not the main targets. Yes they'll go for us if we blink or look away, but they're main target is the TARDIS, yet again."

"Ok."

"As such even knowing they're not really after us, do not let your guard down. I don't think you need me to tell you that if you do get zapped back in time it'll take me a while to find you."

"You'd come and find me?"

"Of course Phil! Silly question to ask."

"Aw," Phil smiled and rocked on her heels. "Continue."

"Right, we have precautions out of the way. Now onto the main plan," he paused and put a hand against one of the mirrors. "If we manage to link the two together once it's been looked into we'll be able to move them."

"...We can touch them?"

"Well see Phil, that's when your fork lift comes into it."

"It's not mine."

"Well you're the one who had the bad past experience with one. So that fork lift is now deemed yours for the moment alright?"

"Ok."

"Brilliant, so as you can clearly tell these lot like to travel in teams. Where there's one, they'll be another."

"Divide and conquer?"

"Yes."

"How?"

"Well I don't know really."

"Can't you use some fantastical screwdriver, alien awesome skills?"

"My skills are rather awesome, but they're not the most easiest folks to deal with."

"You sure I can't just drive into them with the fork lift?"

"That would kill them. I may not be up for their company but I don't exactly want them dead. Let alone you killing them, that doesn't bode well with me at all."

"Doctor?"

"Yes?"

"If they're targeting the TARDIS...then...what will happen if we manage to find her and leave?"

"I guess they'll just go back to being statues in this horrid orange building." Doctor looked up at the ceiling and then at her. "That's even more of a dangerous idea than our original one."

"Running around avoiding them, while trying to find the TARDIS. Yes you're right, it's bonkers. But then again, our original plan of trying to dispatch them was a rather failing idea."

"There'll be a lot of running Phil."

"You say that like I should be scared of running."

"It's not the running which will be scaring you." He said simply, Phil shuddered and nodded. He did have a very valid point. "Come on then, lets sort these mirrors out."

"I'm not smashing one for hand held uses."

"Nor am I, I already said seven years bad luck doesn't bode well with me." The two looked at each other then at the mirrors. "Lets find some smaller ones." Nodding they set off to find some smaller mirrors which were a lot lighter to carry.

Eventually they managed to find some which were designed to be hung in bathrooms. "These are much better."

"I suggest we walk as fast as possible."

"Alright."

The Doctor looked at the door and then at her. "Are you ready?"

"Not really."

"You're just annoyed because you don't get to drive the fork lift."

"I don't really want to drive it anyway."

Reaching out slowly The Doctor unlocked the door with the screwdriver, pushing the door open the two were greeted by darkness. There were no angels awaiting them outside the door. Phil frowned, she really thought there'd be one right in front of the door.

"There was four." The Doctor sighed, "I've faced a lot more than four."

"You're talking to yourself."

"Oops." He looked over his shoulder at her, reaching into his pocket he tugged out the TARDIS key. It was still glowing, now more than ever. "Lets go Phil."

"A-ok."