Feet hurt and had a bit of a stressful driving lesson but still, your reviews tend to cheer me up so I thought I'd put another chapter up. How are we all :) anyway, here's the next part of the day of the moon for you…

'Sonotalady': Oh dear, I hope you're keeping up :S I can see how this could be very difficult to understand. If you have questions or bits that need explaining I'm happy to reply :)

'Rachy Babes': I'm sure I can come up with a suitably good dress for Fawks to admire. The biggest clue I can give you is the end of her conversation with the doctor and a small short in 'Words have meaning' that's coming up after the next chapter of this.

I am lost
So I am cruel
But I'd be love and sweetness
If I had you

I am weak
But I am strong
I can use my tears to
Bring you home

I'm waiting
I'm waiting for you

Garbage - Milk

'Is there a reason you're doing this?' the doctor asked from his prison.

'I want you to know where you stand. In a cell, in the perfect cell. Nothing can penetrate these walls. Not a sound, not a radio wave. Not the tiniest particle of anything. In here you're literally cut off from the rest of the universe,' Canton paused and looked across at the doctor as the door slid shut, '… So I guess they can't hear us right.'

'Quiet Canton. Door sealed?'

'You bet.'

Winter heard gasps around her and unzipped the body bag she had been stuffed inside for the last four hours. She groaned at the light that shone in her eyes and hopped up, checking her bow and sword were still attached to her body. Someone grabbed her arms and hauled her up into a hug.

'You ok?' She pushed back and smiled at the Doctor.

'Did you miss me?' she asked. He grinned.

'Like my Fez.' She would normally have rolled her eyes but they were occupied with his face.

'You…have a beard.' He looked down.

'I do?'

'Yeah.'

'How do I look?'

'A bit like Shakespeare.'

'Ah well I'll sort that out later.' He pulled away from her and she relaxed, letting her arms fall at her sides she watched him walk away from her. Behind him she caught a glance of someone else. Dressed in the same pair of jeans and a new white t-shirt, Jack grinned at her from across the room. She pushed past Amy and Rory who were already half way through one of their everlasting snogs and raced forward, throwing her arms around him. No words could describe the pure joy that coursed through her veins as she found herself back in his arms again. Living without him had been nothing but boredom, fear and loneliness.

A hand on her back pushed the pair of them into the TARDIS which had been lying undetected and invisible behind the Doctor's chair in his prison cell. Canton and he had worked out every detail of their escape from Area 51. Winter grasped Jack's hand tightly, unwilling to let him go quite yet and he happily went along with her fancy, standing at the bars of the console while they went to fetch River. After three months all alone, within a matter of minutes, they were all back together again.

TTT

With the Doctor clean shaven and Winter back in a more comfortable outfit of black jeans, converses and a blue ruffled strap top, everyone was able to settle down again and think carefully. The Doctor grabbed and inoculation gun from the side as Winter sat on Jack's lap on the Captain's seat. He grabbed Canton's hand and shot something into it without asking or apologising. Canton protested with a yelp of Ow. 'So three months, what have you found out?' The Doctor asked.

'Well they are everywhere, every state in America..aaaaaa' Rory cradled his hand after the Doctor grabbed it and shot it with his inoculation gun.

'Not just America, the entire world.' The Doctor replied.

'There's a greater concentration here though.' River told him as he shot Amy's hand. Winter pawed at the pen marks on Jack's arms and sniggered when she caught sight of a few little drawings he had done on the inside of his elbow. Apparently she wasn't the only one who'd got bored.

'So, you've seen them but you don't remember them.' Canton asked. Winter jumped as a white hot pain shot through her hand and jumped off Jack as he yelped in pain. The Doctor smiled and held up his little gun happily. They glared at him and he backed down but the playful grin still coated his face. 'How long have they been here?'

'That's what we've spent the last three months trying to find out.' Amy told him.

'Yeah not easy when you can't remember anything you discover.' Rory pointed out.

'How long do we think?' Canton sighed.

'As long as long as there's been something in the corner of your eye, or creaking in your house, or breathing under your bed or voices through a wall.' The Doctor proclaimed, 'They've been running your lives for a very long time now so keep this straight in your head, we are not fighting an alien invasion, we're leading a revolution and today the battle begins.'

'How?' Canton asked, slightly awe struck.

'Like this.' He leaned back and shot River's hand with his gun before laughing joyfully. Winter smiled and leant her head back, closing her eyes to listen to the conversation and feel the humming noise in the back of her mind. The tune felt familiar, not an ordinary TARDIS song, an earth song. A poem or rhyme, she frowned and strained her ears to pick up ever note and try to piece together the identity of the song.

'I'm…crazy….' She whispered

'Are you listening to me Winter?' Her head shot forward and she frowned at the Doctor in surprise.

'Ah, yeah, yeah of course I am.' He glared at her and Jack waved a hand.

'I'll fill her in.' The Doctor nodded and turned back to Canton while Jack studied Winter. 'You alright?' She nodded.

'Yeah, just strange being back after so all this time. Come on, what did I miss?' Jack was silent for a moment but he gave in and held up her hand so she could see the tiny healing cut.

'This is a tiny recorder in your cartilage. Basically if you press it, it will record whatever happens afterwards until you press it again. When the a red light flashes under your skin then you've left yourself a message to be read. It means you can describe the creature to yourself and then listen back in on what it looks like.' Winter nodded slowly, her hand moving to her head. 'Are you sure you're alright.' She forced a smile against the growing headache and nodded.

'Yeah, just months of little sleep and rubbish food. I'm too used to the high life since joining Torchwood. I've gone all soft.' He opened his mouth to make a retort but was interrupted by the Doctor making the revelation that the creatures were able to plant idea's in people's heads by the power of suggestion. Winter was almost grateful for the time lords constant babble, she leant her head against Jack's arm and tried to keep up. It felt like trying to stay awake when you were watching a film late at night, or sitting in class after a long party. She had to keep forcing her eyes open and stop her mind from lingering on the mystery song. It wasn't important. What was important was the little girl in the space suit. Winter was first to volunteer herself to find the child home. Jack close behind but the Doctor shook his head.

'I may need you to help me mess about at NASA.' Jack and Winter looked uncomfortably over at each other at the thought of separating again but both nodded. It was only for a few hours. Still, it certainly wasn't a pleasant feeling that accosted her when she stepped out of the TARDIS with Canton and Amy.

TTT

'You go that way, I'll go this way.' Winter murmured as she and Amy came to a T-junction in the corridors of the children's home. The red head nodded and set off down the right hand side. Winter could just about hear Canton talking to the strange, jumpy man who had met the three of them at the door. The whole place was giving her the creeps, if this is what most children's homes were like then she was glad Andy had got her out of her one. Even the streets were more tempting than the dark, creaky corridors, the rain trickling through the damaged ceiling. The Writing on the walls that warned her to 'GET OUT NOW'. She took a steadying breath and held tight to her sword. The bow hadn't fit under her coat so she had been forced to leave it in the car, it would have been difficult to pull of being an FBI agent with something so odd on her back. They didn't want to draw attention to themselves and besides…

She stopped dead, what was that noise? Screaming…Amy! She turned to flee back to the other corridor, her feet carried her quickly towards the T-junction but before she got to it she was forced to stop. A creature stepped out of a doorway and turned to look at her. She grabbed her pen and marked it off on her arm but fumbled and dropped the pen before she could replace the cap. Her reaction was to look down and pick it up but when she looked back up… it was gone. She looked down at the pen in her hand and frowned, she must have seen one of the creatures but… she couldn't remember it. With wary eyes she glanced around and paused again. There was something behind her.

Slowly Winter turned to face the creature now only a meter in front of her. It towered over her as its skin pulsed and stretched over its skull and she couldn't stop the quiet whimper that escaped her mouth. In a voice like a high whisper, the creature spoke to her. 'We are the Silence and we have no use for you.' She gasped and turned to run, only to be caught by a flow of electricity filling her body. Her first thought was, 'oh no not again.' Her second, 'please, not like this.' As suddenly as it started…it stopped. She cried out and rolled over, looking blearily back at the creature. A hooded figure stood behind it, its hand on the creatures shoulder forcing it to the floor. The creature screamed, a muffled computerised noise and then disappeared in a black whirling mist. Winter couldn't force words out of her mouth, it opened but all that escaped was a strange choking noise. The figure leaned down and laughed coldly.

'But I do.' Then she blinked…and he was gone.

TTT

Jack watched Rory as he cradled the tiny red flashing device that had been implanted in Amy's hand. She was gone and they had no idea where. All they had was the empty space suit of the child. He turned to Canton and asked him.

'Is Nemo downstairs then?' Canton frowned and looked around.

'No, she went with Amy.' Jack's face dropped even further and he darted out of the room, quickly followed by Canton and the Doctor.

'Nemo!' Jack yelled as they raced along the corridor. 'Nemo.' They came to the T-junction and the doctor scanned the area with the screwdriver. He followed the signal down the other corridor and led the other men towards her. They found her laid out on the floor a pile of dust at her side and her hand clutched around the open marker pen. 'Nemo.' Jack placed his hands around her face and moved her head back and forward. 'Come on Kitten wake up.' She groaned and pulled herself off the floor.

'Let me guess we went out to celebrate Owen's birthday.' Jack frowned.

'Why d'you say that?'

'Because that the only reason for me to have this bad a headache with no recollection of getting it.' He laughed despite his worry and let Canton help him get her off the floor. The Doctor bent forwards and looked into her eyes.

'Do you feel sick?'

'Nope, just painful.'

'Do you have any idea what happened.' She screwed up her face trying to remember but nothing came. He sighed when she shook her head.

'Sorry but we always knew this was going to be a prob…'

'What?' Jack asked. Winter glanced down at her hand and everyone followed her gaze. It was flashing red. The Doctor reached forward and touched a finger to it. They heard heavy breathing, then a gasp and shuffle.

'I dropped the pen.' Winter murmured. The recording continued with another intake of breath and a quiet whimper, Jack's arm tightened around her waist. 'We are the Silence and we have no use for you.' A gasp and then the sound of electricity crackling through the air, Winter flinched as she listened to her own scream on the recording and then…

'What happened?' Canton asked as the recording went quiet. The Doctor shushed him as they listened to a cold laugh that could not possibly belong to the silence.

'But I do.' The recording went on to repeat Jack's yells and stopped when he must have picked her up.

'What was that?' She asked, trying desperately to keep herself composed. The Doctor didn't look at her, just stared at the pile of dust that had sat next to her.

'I don't know.' He replied.

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