A/N: Hey guys! Sorry for the week and a half wait, time went by really fast. This one takes place before TATM, when River is still in prison. Also, I knew what everyone would be expecting with this word, so I figured I might as well. Enjoy!

11: Statues- A wooden, stone, metal, plaster, or other kind of sculpture of a human or animal figure, usually life-size or larger

"Hello, sweetie," River stepped into the TARDIS. The Doctor had picked her up from Stormcage and she had entered the ship she considered home before he had a chance to step out.

"Hello, Doctor Song." He stepped out from where he had been standing behind the console and leaned up against the front of it. "And how are we doing on this fine day?"

"Quite well, actually. I've been waiting for you," she said as she gave him a kiss.

"And I've been waiting to pick you up. Do you remember when we went to the planet Ploratus?"

"And saved the inhabitants from giant leeches? How could I forget?" she laughed. That had been a memorable day, for sure. Giant leeches, two-headed people, and an endless amount of running.

"Leeches are definitely not cool," he exclaimed as he pulled a face.

"You learned that the hard way." River smirked.

The Doctor shuddered before he continued talking and pulling levers on the console. "Well we're going back there. Hundreds of years in its future, of course. They've made statues of us. Actual statues of us, River! It's been a while since anyone's made a statue of me; I'd forgotten what it felt like."

She laughed and rolled her eyes. "Off we go, then!"

They walked out of the TARDIS, stopping when they reached a deserted plaza. In the center of the square were two statues standing arm in arm, each a stone look-alike of the person standing in front of them.

"They made my nose too big," the Doctor said as he gauged the size of his nose with his hand. "I look like Rory!"

"Oh, sweetie, your nose is normally that size," she teased.

"No!" He frantically checked the size of his nose again as he tried to imagine the nose of his father-in-law. "My nose is not that big, River!"

"I wouldn't be so sure about that." Oh, how she loved to tease him.

"Well, I'll just ask someone-" The Doctor's sentence was cut off as he looked around him, realizing that everyone was gone. "-here…"

"Where is everyone?"

"I don't know," he said, intrigued and more than a bit worried. Suddenly, he perked up. "I'm sure it's just a Sunday; Sundays are boring, River, never travel on a Sunday."

"Funny, though, I was so sure you'd set the TARDIS for a Wednesday."

"So was I."

The pair turned back around and immediately jumped back, the Doctor instinctively and protectively reaching for his wife's hand.

"No no no no no! It didn't! River, we need to leave right now! Keep your eyes on them!"

"We can't leave, you know that! There's no one around, think about what could have happened. We need to stay and sort this out."

He gave a frightened groan. He knew she was right; she was always right. They needed to stay because those statues had definitely moved. They were still far enough away that they couldn't touch the couple, but that could all change in a matter of seconds.

"Well this is different," he said as he tried to figure out a plan. "We've been taken over by Weeping Angels. I've never had to defeat myself before. Obviously of all the statues on the planet, they had to choose the ones of us!"

"This is Ploratus, they don't usually have statues, it's not in their culture. These are the only ones here. Count that as a blessing."

The Doctor took out his sonic screwdriver and scanned the Angels, reading the results as River looked at the statues. He gave a nervous laugh.

"What? I know that laugh, and that is definitely not good."

"No, it is definitely not. According to the sonic the Angels have only been here for a little while, a month at most, and…" He gulped.

"And what?"

"And they've already sent everyone on the planet back in time."

At that, River turned her head to look at him in shock. Luckily, he hadn't taken his eyes off the scene in front of them. "No. They couldn't have. There are only two of them; there were millions of people here and the Angles were only here for a month! How could they have done that?"

"That's what I'm trying to figure out. They're strong, really, really strong."

"But why are they still here? If they've taken the time energy from everyone on the planet, there's no one left. Why don't they just leave? That's what the normally do."

"I don't know, but we have to take turns blinking. They must have been waiting for something."

"Or someone."

"But why? All they care about is time energy, Weeping Angels wouldn't go after one person in particular. It's not their way of doing things."

"Exactly. All they care about is time energy. Think about that for a minute," she said, watching as his expression went from one of confusion to one of frightened understanding. "If they can get enough energy, they won't need to feed for a very long while. Who's the one person in the universe that has the most time energy surrounding them?"

"They're after me." His voice was quiet. "But how would they have known that I would come here?"

"It's a statue of you, right smack next to a statue of your wife. They must have figured you'd show up at some point."

"Oh… It's my fault. Millions of people, millions of lives… It's all my fault."

"Don't say that. You can't focus on that right now. Think. How can we get rid of them?"

At her request, he snapped back to his normal self, thinking aloud. "It's very hard to get rid of a Weeping Angel, but certainly not impossible. We could make them look at each other, freeze them into seemingly normal statues."

"But that won't get everyone back."

"River, nothing will bring everyone back, they're already gone and there's nothing we can do."

"Stop saying that! This isn't the Doctor, the Doctor isn't like this! If we do something different, it could very well bring them back. A paradox or something."

"I don't like paradoxes."

"We got married within a paradox!"

"Except for that paradox, dear, that's the exception!"

"I'm sure" she said sarcastically.

He looked at her at the same moment she looked at him, neither realizing what they were doing. The Doctor yelled out and they both turned quickly back to the statues, which had moved a considerable amount closer, their hands reaching out to grab their victims.

"Okay, um um um, back to the TARDIS!" he yelled.

"We can't just leave!"

"We won't, I promise! I'm figuring out a plan."

They slowly backed away, each being careful to blink only when the other was looking at the pair of Angels. When they reached the TARDIS the Doctor snapped his fingers and backed inside. "Come on!"

"If we both go in there the Angels will surround the TARDIS; when you move they'll be frozen and there will be no chance of bringing back those people."

"River, River- please, come on!"

"You go without me. I know your plan. You're going back in time one month and take care of this before it began. It'll create a paradox but not a bad one; nothing will change except for the Angels not being here. If they were never here, the planet's inhabitants were never sent back in time. Time won't be messed up because no one died, they were only sent back. The thing is, it'll only work if one of us stays. Go."

"River, I'm not leaving without you!"

"The worst they can do is send me back in time, and that'll be fixed once you create the paradox."

"And if they snap your neck and kill you like they did to Bob at the Byzantium?"

"I can take care of myself it's alright."

"I can't leave you, you're my wife!

"They're just Weeping Angels."

"Just Weeping Angels? There is no such thing as just Weeping Angels."

"You go or I will tell the TARDIS to leave with you in it."

"You can't do that!"

"I'm the child of the TARDIS, I can do a lot more than you think."

The Doctor groaned in frustration. He didn't want to leave her alone here, not with two Weeping Angels about. Anything could happen and it would be entirely his fault.

"Either we both stand here and not get anything done until we blink at the wrong time," she said, "or you go and we take care of this together."

"How is me taking care of it alone being together?!"

"Together while separate. It's called marriage. Get used to it."

He sighed. "Fine. But when I come back you'd better be here!"

"Always."

"Wish me luck."

"Good luck, sweetie."

"Don't get yourself killed." He smiled and closed the TARDIS doors. The whole conversation had been carried out without them looking at each other. He had been standing in the doors of his ship and she had been standing a few feet in front of him, staring at the Angels. When she heard the familiar 'vworp,' she walked forward a few feet towards the statues, closing one eye at a time. Before she knew it both Angels were coming towards her and she realized how lucky Ploratans are to have two heads, for they could stare at two things at once. River began to quickly back away when she tripped over a fallen tree branch, landing hard on the ground and squeezing her eyes shut. Right when she expected to be zapped by the Angels, she heard a crack and a kind voice.

"Would you like some help, Miss?"

River opened her eyes to see a young two-headed man standing over her, his hand outstretched. "He did it!"

"I'm sorry? Who did what?" She took the man's hand and he pulled her back to her feet. As she looked around she saw hundreds of people walking around and going about their daily business. They acted as if nothing strange had happened, save for her lying on the ground.

"Those statues-" She looked to where the Angels had been and laughed. There was nothing.

"We don't have statues on Ploratus," he said with both of his mouths. "We used to have two, but someone vandalized them about a month ago. We all woke up in the morning and they were in bits on the ground. Probably a bunch of teenagers, you know how kids can be. In fact, you kind of look like one of the statues."

"Do I?"

"Exactly like it." He looked her up and down, staring at her one head like it was the strangest thing he'd ever seen. "Must be a coincidence. Anyway, I have to get going, important work meeting about to start. Nice meeting you!"

She waved as he ran out of sight. The next thing she knew, the Doctor had wrapped his arms around her from behind and kissed the top of her head. "Hi, honey, I'm home."

"And what sort of time do you call this?" She smiled. She had known he could do it.

"Not back in time, thankfully. Everyone is back in the present where they're meant to be."

"Did you miss me?"

"I always miss you, my dear. How does tea sound?"

"Tea sounds wonderful."

He took her hand and led her back to the TARDIS. "I'm going to make sure no one makes a statue of me ever again. There is no way I am putting up with a Rory nose."

She laughed and resumed teasing him about his nose, making him believe it really was nearly as big as Rory's. Besides, what would an adventure be like without a little teasing?