A/N: HELLO! I AM SORRY! I am about to break out into tears, thats how sorry i am. I've been so busy in these two months i haven't gotten time to type this beloved story of mine. Well anyways, i reaaaaally hope you like this chapter and i am so overwhelmed at how much you guys support this story! I LOVE YOU ALL! I hope you love this story too! Oh... and i have a little surprise for you at the end!

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Chapter 5: Interrogate, wait who?

"RIVER!"

"AMY!" Rory jumped and stretched his hands through the metal bars attempting to hug her. She smiled and came closer and hugged him through the bars.

"River! AMY! Where were you? I mean obviously you're alright so there's no need for that question but how did you get here?" The Doctor spilled with questions as he looked back and forth from River to Amy, completely amazed at how they had found them. His gaze finally settled on River as he chose to look away from Amy kissing Rory,
"So how did you wonderful women escape? I'm assuming my cleverness has rubbed off on you two?" He boasted and looked into Rivers eyes as she stood face to face in front of the cage he was in and simply smiled.

"What? No angry retort? No witty response?" He laughed, slightly taken aback at how unusually quiet River had stayed. She just rolled her eyes, took off a metal shoe, pulled out his SonicScrewdriver from her boot and let them out of the cage without a word.
Amy took off all her heavy armor (taking note that there was no blood of any kind spilling from the guards she had just shot), ruffled Rory's hair, and then continued to hug him; The Doctor stepped in front of River as he dusted off his jacket and pants then reached for his bow tie when River pushed his hands aside. She straightened it for him; neither of them took their gaze off on another. River let go and smiled one again,
"If I'm going to talk to my Doctor, I'm going to do it properly..." and with that she threw her arms around his neck and let her lips touch his.
Amy and Rory grinned at the two then back at eachother; Amy had opened her mouth to speak but was stopped by Rory.
"I want to see how long this'll last..." Rory whispered.
Though The Doctor, (as usual) became slightly restless after thirty seconds of the kissing and he pushed away.
"Well that's enough of that!" He said happily and turned to the Ponds, "okay so now we've got to think of a plan! Any ideas?" He smiled because he didn't really have a plan himself.

The three slowly nodded their head no, the Timelord frowned,

"I have no idea who these aliens are and I don't know what they do or what they've done. All I can clearly see is that they're somewhat similar to the reptilian humanoids because when the leader took his mask off he had similar features... but..."

"So they weren't the last ones?" Amy mumbled under her breath and felt slightly sad at the fact that she could've been able to help the Silurian's she had met find their kin.

"Have you all heard or seen ANY thing useful? At all?" The Doctor leaned against the metal door, "we're in London in a place I've never seen, with aliens I've never heard of! Come on guys I need your help!" he threw his hands in the air.

"There's got to be something..." Amy thought, "RIVER! Show him the notebook!"

"Oh ya!" She reached into her boot and opened it up for The Doctor.

He flipped through pages as he read them, "experiments..." he muttered as he read the list of chemicals and the words TRIAL and ERROR, "they were conducting experiments on something..."

"Or even worse... someone..." River added as she peered over to read the notebook.

"You know they're not going to tell us anything..." Rory sighed, "We're hostages. They're going to try to kill us."

"Then why don't we make them tell us?" Amy smirked wickedly, "We're getting out of here ALIVE whether they like it or not, but we need more information fast, and I think I have a plan..."

"Sir, all the gun powder is ready for our attack," a guard startled Gharr from his sleep.

"Wh-? Oh alright," he muttered half awake. He shrugged the guard off and sat up; knowing today would be a rough and tough battle. His missile, his army, it would be hard, but in the end, he'd be victorious. His small missile would go off through the shallow dent his robot army had begun and blast out in London, taking revenge on the people up there. Long ago, they had come to Earth with their distant relatives; the Silurian's but got lost on their way while following them. They crashed and many of their aliens on board died, but before they could wake up from their crash, they were already 30 kilometers underground! The humans buried them and they had woken up 2 centuries later! (Well he thought the humans had buried them, when in reality, their crash was so impactful, they fell very deep underground and by the time they had woken up it was the late 20th century due to trauma. He doesn't know this...) Gharr swore he would avenge his brothers and sisters, after they woke, the only surviving aliens were Gharr and Grolkadeen. Only 10 out the 200 aliens survived the crash long ago: 2 moms, 1 dad, 4 children and a mad scientist all of which died a few years ago. Well the scientist was alive for the longest... there was also a human that came to their settlement... no matter how hard Gharr tried, he was never able to clearly remember that period of time and when he tried, his brain spun and he had a massive headache. This was actually why he hadn't refused to rest when Grolkadeen asked him to rest because he was trying to remember the last time he saw a human and a huge migraine grew in his brain; it was gone now. Still, Grolkadeen had TOLD him the scientist died, "while conducting an experiment" he said, because Gharr had no further memories of the scientist or the human. The thought of humans reminded him of the ratchet ones in the settlement now. "They're all the same..." he thought, but now it was time for his revenge. He got up and started towards the main room of order, it was time to wake his army. He had already awoke some of the army, those were the guards monitoring their settlement now except these robots had features that resembled the people of his own planets, they could speak and take orders but weren't exactly alive, they were still; robotic. Gharr strode into the control room to see Grolkadeen busy fixing kinks in the electric system.

"Are you sure you wish to do this?" Grolkadeen looked over his shoulder at the young commander.

"Of course I am!" Gharr ordered, "And I'm changing some plans. I can't afford to delay the attack any longer!" Gharr smacked a button on the controls causing loud mechanical bangs and rattling chains to smack eachother, he then slipped a small box in his pocket, "the attack will begin early! I need my revenge now!"

Grolkadeen shot up from his position from under the controls, "do you know what you've done!? You arrogant little... UGHH..."

"WHAT!? WHAT DID I DO!?" Gharr shouted back over the loud clanging.

"I WAS FIXING THE CONTROLS! THE SIGNAL TO COMMAND THEM! NOW ONCE THEY AWAKE, THEY AREN'T IN OUR CONTROL!"

Gharr looked down at the ground, he wanted to take his helmet off and just throw it to the ground and shatter it to pieces; but he knew he couldn't, ever take it off. He didn't even know WHY he couldn't; all Grolkadeen said is that if he did, it would be bad. He clenched his fists and sighed, "What can we do now?"

"Not much, you will have to turn off the switch manually in the next 10 minutes or they will be free, then once I fix the kink in about an hour, we can control them. Now go quickly, but you will need help..." Grolkadeen spun around to see 5 guards waiting for orders, "you four! Go with Gharr and complete his task! The fifth will stay and assist me! Now off you go!"

The four guards and Gharr marched down the hallway but when Gharr made a right turn, the robots went left.

"Wha? What are you going? Follow me-" one guard punched Gharr's helmet, fazing him slightly, but within a second of the blow he saw a bag go over his head and all went black.

"Now what? Do we just stand here and wait?" Rory whispered and rolled his eyes.

"Yes we wait! We keep waiting till he wakes up and gives us information!" Amy whisper/shouted as she finished taking off the last of her gear. Her 'plan' earlier was for River and her put their suits back on and go get two more suits for the Doctor and Rory (which they did) then go kidnap Gharr as guards (which they did as well)

"Shhh..." River placed a finger over her lips. They'd been standing here for just over 8 minutes waiting for him to wake up; Rory's punch must've been really hard to his head she thought, "Is he doing any better?"

Amy and Rory peered over their shoulders to see The Doctor sitting in a metal box in the very back of the room, the same lab they had found their husbands, for now that was the safest place they knew (and the only place they knew around here.) The Timelord had said he was thinking and needed to be alone, but they could all tell it was much worse. His breathing pattern had grown sharp and short, his eyes would close every now and then, and he would press on the sides of his head, signifying he had a terrible headache. The three were worried sick about him, he wasn't doing well but he was The Doctor, he'd never admit his pain. The two ladies stood there in thought as Rory went over to talk to the madman.

"So how ya doin?" Rory asked and cracked a smile at The Doctor (hoping to get one back, which he didn't) who was seated on a rusty yet silver metal box. Rory pulled up a metal chair from the corner of the room and sat next to him.

"Eh alright I guess... I'm thinking about how were going to approach the leader when he wakes because-"

"No you're not," Rory said quickly. The Doctor looked at the ground and sighed, knowing there was no point testifying, he then winced and pressed his head with his hands as the headache came back. Rory and the others could tell something was terribly wrong with him and that's the reason he was sitting back here. There was a long silence before Rory asked,

"What did you mean earlier... about you feeling this way when you stole the TARDIS?"

"Oh... when I stole the type 40 TARDIS a long long time ago... sssssss," he pressed his head harder as it began to spin, "my TARDIS is an amazing machine, but she's also rather old... I stole her though remember? Well turns out there was a slight..." The Doctor strayed and started taking shorter breaths. He fell off the box and started coughing wildly, all heads turned to him and the two ladies ran over. The Doctor curled up into a ball as his knees reached his chest and his hands became bright red as they pressed on his head even harder.

"Doctor! DOCTOR!" Amy fell to his side and shifted him so she could see his face; it was just as red as his hands. He let small screams of pain out as his head felt like it was about to explode.

"No stand back!" Rory yanked her away. Within a few seconds he was fine, he slowly and shakily stood up as his head spun some more.

"What the hell just happened to you!?" Amy asked as she tore away from Rory and threw her arms around The Doctor.

"R... Rory..." he sighed trying to catch his breath as he looked at Rory while still in Amy's arms, "the...there was...a slight... p... the pa..." he gasped and felt his body lose energy, "the paradox... that's what happened... when I stepped into the TARDIS... there was a slight paradox..." Amy pushed away with a confused look. The Doctor adjusted to the imbalance, bent over and placed his hands on his knees, still attempting to take heavy breaths that always came out quipped and short, "there was a manageable paradox when I *gasp* first stepped into the *gasp* TARDIS... It was terribly painful and it's almost *gasp* what I'm feeling right now *gasp* It was terrible but I managed it and now the paradox is long gone..."

"What? What ya mean there's some paradox goin on right now?" Rory placed a hand on his hip and the other hand ran through his blond hair.

"Ye-"

"LET! ME! GO!" The Doctor was cut short of words by the scream coming from behind them. The three instantaneously shot their heads to Gharr who was tied up in chair with a small bag over his helmet. They strode over and River lifted the bag with the three behind her, ready to interrogate as they stood in a 'C' shaped formation around him. The Doctor, however, was the last one to reach Gharr's chair (due to his slower and limp walk) but was the first to ask questions,

"Who are you!? And do not resist on any questions because we WILL get them out of you one way or another understood? Alright so answer me, who, are, you?" he snapped, regaining some of his old energy and wittiness.

"Gharr, my name is Gharr," he replied coldly.

"And what species are you and where do you come from?" The Doctor was almost positive they were homo reptilian and most likely native to Earth like the Silurian's but he wanted to make sure.

"Ho-Mo reptilian, from Earth long before you were around," he annunciated his words sharply yet they confirmed the Gallifrayens thoughts.

"Why's your army running around?"

"That's classified..." Gharr said slowly.

"No point in trying at this..." the Doctor said in a slight sing song voice.

"There's no point in YOU trying to stop me, the attack plan is already set. Your world will burn for what it's done to our tribe..."

"Speaking of..." The Doctor pointed out, "if you're homo reptilian, where are the rest of your tribe?"

"Dead," Gharr snapped.

"Can you remember how they died?" The Doctor asked, trying to gain more information.

"No..." he sighed, 'can hardly remember anything before that human...' he whispered to himself which no one, but the sharp ears of The Doctors caught.

"Alright then..." The Timelord looked at the ceiling to try and recall the other questions he had planned for him.

"Why can't you take your helmet off?" Amy asked rather randomly.

"Ugh, again with the helmet..." even if you couldn't see it you could tell Gharr was rolling his eyes, "just stop with it!"

"But the other aliens can take em' off..." Amy stated.

"They' not even aliens, they're my robot army, designed to LOOK like the people of my old tribe," Gharr explained in an irritated manner.

"Even Grolkadeen?" River asked as she pooled into the interrogation.

"He and I are the last survivors," Gharr shrugged this answer off.

"So what exactly are you planning to do to the surface? Actually, how do you plan on even getting there?" The Doctor asked; he placed a hand on his stomach as his body still felt slightly weak.

"That's... classified..." he chuckled rudely.

"Tell. Us. Now." River snapped.

"Well... oh wait..." Gharr's' tone suddenly changed from argumental to worrisome, "how long have you had me captured?"

"Why does it matter?" Rory scoffed.

"Tell me!" he shouted.

"Not unless you tell us how you plan on attacking!" The Doctor shouted back.

"Ugh humans! I hate you all!" Gharr shouted again, "Just tell me what I need to know!"

"Why can't you take off your helmet!?" Amy shouted, no one had stopped her from repeating this question even though they had no idea why she was continuously asking it.

"I CAN'T TELL YOU!" Gharr screamed under all the stress (because even HE didn't know why he couldn't take it off.) Soon everyone was spilling their own sets of questions at the same time, making almost everything inaudible, adding onto the tension that was rising in the room. Everything sounded like gibberish, just a jumble of words that the four would ask and Gharr would hardly respond to. They were too busy shouting questions to realize Gharr had untied the rope around his hand, he stood up from the chair, sending them all silent in shock,

"How... long... has it BEEN!?" You could hear him say this through his clenched, razor sharp, teeth.

"Just over 17 minutes why?" Rory looked at his watch.

"Oh no..." he voice faded, then rose again, "Do... DO YOU SEE WHAT YOU IDIOTIC HUMANS HAVE DONE!? MY ARMY..." his voice trailed off again and the four fell silent. Finally, fed up and very irritated at how he had been avoiding her question, Amy did something to resolve her question herself. She grabbed the sides of his helmet and yanked it off; what happened after was something no one saw coming. The suit fell apart, each metal piece fell off and... And... A, small girl fell out of the heavy armor, pale, covered in marks and long healed scars. She fell out, limp and frail, The Doctor caught her in his arms just in time. The three Ponds hovered over The Doctor to see the small girls face, her blonde hair cut rigidly, flowing off the side of his arm. She wore a dark colored shirt with military green khaki's, and bare feet, all covered in dirt and small tears in the fabric. Her eyes were closed and... And... She wasn't breathing! The Doctor quickly leaned closer to her face to hear nothing coming from her nose or mouth.

"R-Rory!" he stuttered, trying to cope with the situation, "Rory she's not breathing!"

"Uhhh...alright, place her on the ground!" the nurse quickly got on his knees. The Doctor gently placed the frail girl on the floor as Rory quickly performed CPR. As he did so, Amy's mind was trying to process what she had just done. She looked over at Gharr, or what used to be Gharr, but what was now shattered remains of metal, God... what did I do? One second Gharr's yelling at us, the next second I tear the helmet off and this GIRL appeared! Where did he go? What, did, I, do...the redhead thought.

When she looked back over, The Doctor and River were on their knees next to the blonde girl after Rory had finished CPR, so she decided to sit down too. They stared as they waited for an internal response from the small child; for 5 minutes there was none. They sat in silence and none of them would utter a word or take an eye off of the small girl; who was obviously no older than 7.

"HUH!" She shot up and gasped for air. Her eyes shot open to reveal bright blue, beautiful pools and long eyelashes; this girl was a Barbie doll.

"Hello? Are... are you alright?" The Doctor peered over to see her face.

"What? HUH! I can talk! I can speak again! Wow!" The girl looked overjoyed then looked at her arms, "My hands! My very own hands! And feet!" she wiggled her toes. Overly excited she tried to jump up and stand, but failed and was about to fall when the Timelord scooped her up. He held her knees into his abdomen and her mid chest against his upper chest so their faces could meet. She looked at his neck and giggled at his bowtie, then looked up, letting her sparkling blue eyes lock into his sparkling green ones,

"Hello... child," The Timelord said softly and couldn't resist smiling at the child, "I'm The Doctor. And who might you be?"

"M-my name is Jenny," she stuttered slightly, "but I know one thing, you are NOT The Doctor!" she giggled.

A/N: SURPRISE! Ahahaha yay! FINALLY got Jenny into this story! MMHMMM... i can HEAR the suspence you're feeling XD lol. Would love some feedback on how you feel about all this! And i'd love some guessing theroies on how Jenny came, i like to see what you all are thinking while reading! Please tell me if i make any errors along the way I WON'T BE MAD it's okay! Thanks a million for reading this, i really appreciate all my followers and reviews, you guys mean the WORLD 3 3 3

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