I have a laptop now (Samsung Chomebook. $250. Whoop!) So I should be writing more. Thank you all for sticking with me! Enjoy this chapter. :)

Walking through the cells a question sat in the back of Amy's mind.
"Doctor, how did you stop that bullet?" The group paused.
"What's this called?" the Doctor said holding up the sonic screwdriver.
"The sonic screwdriver" Amy replied.
"That's right. And sonic means sound. Believe it or not sound can move objects" the Doctor said in a matter-of-factly voice. "And something that can move, can also stop the object. Imagine a pineapple falling into a pit of lava...on second thought, never mind. But this sonic device, in particular, only ever works on small objects or locks. Ha. Take that, Holmes. I can crack a safe faster than you ever could." The Doctor said, smiling. "Okay. We're about to meet the others." Carl said. "Its me" he continued to unlock the jail door. "Hey Carl," the Doctor squatted down putting one hand on Carl's shoulder. "don't mention any of what just happened to any of the others. In fact, hold on." The Doctor pulled out an old timey watch and dangled it in front of Carl. "Now listen very carefully, what just happened didn't happen. The story is we were stuck and you heroically saved us."
"I heroically saved you" Carl repeated in a flat, monotone voice. "Atta boy" the Doctor said putting his watch back into his coat. "Now. Lets meet these nice folk." He said with a promising smile. "That was cruel, Doctor " Rory said.
"You wouldn't want Carl, a boy living in a world that drives anyone insane, knowing of something like the sonic, would you? Don't tell anyone of the stuff we go through. For all they know, this is the worst thing that could ever happen. Let's let them think that. No stories about Daleks, Weeping Angels, Pandorica (unless you're telling the Greek myth)" the Doctor said looking at Rory and Amy in the eyes with his smile. "Besides, no telling if one of the members of this group has already went insane."
The Doctor, Amy, and Rory went into the room Carl had already walked into. There, they found a man sitting at a table with two crutches right next to him, leaning on the table he was sitting at, and one of his feet cut off. With a baby in her arms, there was a girl sitting across from the crippled man, talking with him. Another person at the table was a frail women. She was staring at the baby with an innocent smile. When the Doctor and the rest entered the room, the others sitting at the table turned their heads toward them. They looked at them in a wondrous look. They even marveled a little at the cloths they were wearing. "Carl, who are these people?" said the frail women.
"These are people I saved heroically. They were stuck and I saved them from the walkers." Carl replied. The Doctor smiled. The man with the amputated foot darted his eyes at Carl and the new people. He knew something was wrong and his faced expressed it. The frail women stood up and went over to the Doctor. "Hi. I'm Carol."
"Hi Carol. I'm the Doctor and this Amy and Rory," the Doctor leaned closer to Carol, "they love each other". With that, the Doctor gave a wink to Carol. He then proceeded to introduce himself to the others. The man with the amputated foot was named Hershel, and the pretty girl with the baby was named Beth. "Beth! That's a pretty name." the Doctor exclaimed. Herschel got up with his crutches and said, "Look. There are other's. They are out but expected to come back today. I'm going to let you stay, but I don't have the final word. Don't get your self too comfortable. Odds are, you aren't staying. I'm sorry." The Doctor then replied "It's totally understandable. But I think I will convince your leader that we mean no harm."
Amy got to be social with the others. He went over to Beth. "Can I hold her?" Amy said. Beth was a little hesitant. First off, this was not her baby, secondly, she just met this person and she wasn't sure if she was careful with kids and she wasn't sure if she was a mother. She didn't even look like a mother. Little did she know. But with a solemn reply Beth said "She's not mine." "I could have guessed that." Amy said. They both chuckled. Beth was relieved. She was afraid Amy would judge her if she continued to think that it was her baby.
"Don't worry. I'm a mother of my own." Amy said.
"Really? The baby must not be that old then. Where is your ba- oh. I'm so sorry." Beth said, suddenly feeling guilty and sad.
"No no. It's fine. My baby is fine. She, uh," Amy paused remembering what the Doctor said about telling them about the things they go through, "was taken from me before all of this happened." It wasn't a complete lie.
"I'm sorry to hear that." Beth said. "Here. I'll let you hold her." Amy was delighted. She already liked this girl, Beth. Amy held the baby in her arms. For a moment, she imagined her as River and the people taking her away. Her throat began to close and she then shook her head, throwing out the memory. "What's her name?" Amy said in her kind voice.
"Judith Grimes," Beth replied. "That's such a pretty name." Amy said, looking into Judith's eyes. "Is her mother here or is she out with the others?" "She..."
"Oh..." Meanwhile, Hershel went over to the Doctor and looked him in the eyes. The Doctor knew this was going to be serious.
"What did you do to Carl?" Hershel asked him.
"Nothing. We were stuck, backs to the walls and he happened to be right there and killed those...zombies." the Doctor couldn't say they were in the jail cell because then how would he explain getting out of the cell?
"You did something to him, Doctor. Him and his father have lost it. He had to shoot his mother. He absolutely doesn't care what or who he kills. He would have just shot you three right then and there. I don't want to go into this. But if Rick decides to let you and your friends stay, then I will be onto you. I see good in you. I hope what I find is a good thing. But if I find that you harmed Carl, I will tell his father. At that point, pray he shoots you instead of sending you out." Hershel said.
The Doctor had to hold back his years and swallow his comebacks and said, "Yes sir." "Good"
There was a clinging at the door the Doctor, Amy, and Rory used to enter the room. Rick and the others entered the room. To their great surprise they saw the new people. With that grim, serious look on his face, Rick got his pistol ready. Slowly, his gun made a chlick-chlick noise, and he aimed it right at the Doctor's face.