And...here's chapter two! Been busy, but with summer vacation coming up soon, should have plenty of free time!

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Rory sat up, stretched, and yawned, the bright sun shining in his eyes. He looked at Amy's still, beautiful, sleeping face. He ran his fingers through her auburn hair, smiling as she mumbled something along the lines of ' stop it '. He couldn't believe that on this day, about seven years ago, they had been at the church, a newly wed couple, blushing in embarrassment at the Doctor's awful dancing.

" A...my...it's time to wake uhhh...up...we've got a date at the beach to attend. " Rory said in a musical tone, tapping her gently.

Amy's eyes opened, and she smiled up at Rory.

" Why, I almost forgot. " Rory said, surprise flashing across his face. " I got you a gift...these lovely red roses that match your hair, this wonderfully delicious box of truffles, and, Scent La Furr perfume. "

" Thank you Rory. And i've got a little something for you too. "

" Really? "

Amy grabbed Rory's collar, and they shared a sweet, loving kiss.

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" Shall we go now? " Rory asked after they had dressed in their swim wear.

" I think we should. "

Rory followed Amy out into the sunlight, which reflected off the sandy beach. People walked around with floating umbrellas, hovering just above their heads. Robot waiters rolled around, handing out drinks and giving massages. It was the year 2121, and the futuristic technology was all around them. Rory saw a sign that said " Free Drinks ", and turned to Amy.

" Would you care to share a drink, young lady? " He asked, bowing slightly.

" Why, that would be lovely. "

" Two martinis please. " Rory asked the waiter, a young women probably around the age of twenty.

" Coming right up. " She said in a sweet, cheerful voice.

When she handed over the drinks, Rory and Amy picked them up.

" Cheers! To many more happy years! " Rory said.

" Cheers! To the most charming and wonderful husband in all of space and time! " Amy said.

" Oh! Thanks Amy. " Rory said, their glasses clinking.

No sooner had the liquid touched their lips, they were face down on the table. The women then smiled evilly, and went about dragging them away.

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The Doctor walked innocently to the breakfast bar, rubbing his chin in concentration. He couldn't decide whether he wanted pancakes, muffins, or pretzels. Perhaps i'll get these. He thought, a plate of doughnuts catching his eye. He took a paper plate, and stacked five mini doughnuts on top. Two cinnamon, two powdered, and one chocolate, for his friend back in the room. He then poured a glass of orange juice, and set his breakfast on a table. He glanced outside.

It was a beautiful day, and the beach goers looked happy. The Doctor's attention was then suddenly drawn to a waitress carrying two body sized bags. Now that looks suspicious. The Doctor thought. As he headed towards the door to go out and investigate, he felt a hand on his shoulder. He was spun around, and faced the man behind the desk. Only, he didn't look like the man anymore. He looked...robotic. His eyes were glazed over, and his skin was shiny. His hair looked hard, and his mouth was lined in a crooked, contorted smile, an attempted friendly smile, which was rather creepy.

" Doctor. You will come with us. " It said, it's hand tightening on the Doctor's shoulder.

" I'm sorry, my good man, but I don't... " The Doctor began, but stopped short as he was shoved roughly forward onto his knees.

He could hear more footsteps, hopefully it was the authorities coming to help stop the man who appeared to have gone mad. But to the Doctor's dismay, it wasn't the police. It was more robotic looking people trudging down the stairs, tripping in through the front door, shattering the windows, it was quite horrifying. There were maids, vacationers, cooks, maintenance men, even the policemen, who were outside, suddenly turned robotic. It was like something out of a horror movie.

Then again, the Doctor thought, my life is a horror movie.

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Jedediah suddenly woke from his sleep, startled by a thump which shook the bed. He quickly bolted behind the nearest pillow, hiding. He peeked around the corner, and saw that a young lady, one of the motel maids, had dropped everything onto the bed, and was slowly trudging out of the room, moaning as she did.

This is strange. Jedediah thought.

He made his way out into the hall, and followed the woman down the stairs. What he saw made him gasp. The Doctor was unconscious on the floor, and the zombie-like people were crowding around him. That's when he noticed a person dragging two limp bodies just outside the window. Amy and Rory.

No. Jedediah thought, fear building within him. Oh...my...gosh...this can't be happening...

"Hey!" A voice said, startling him from his thoughts. He turned around to see a giant, rather plump man standing above him. "What are you doing?"

The man reached down, fat hand about to close in on the defenseless little cowboy. At the last moment, Jedediah turned and made a run for it.

"Hey! Come back here!" The man bellowed, chasing after him.

The ground shook with the man's steps, and Jedediah found himself fighting to stay upright. He suddenly heard moaning from his left, and saw three more of the strange humans running towards him. At this point, the ground shook like a 9.10 earthquake, knocking him to his knees. He struggled up again, and kept on running. For each step of the giants, Jedediah took 20, but couldn't gain any ground. He was beginning to tire, and knew he couldn't go much longer. Then, like a light at the end of a long tunnel, Jedediah spotted a small crack in the wall. He ran to it and squeezed himself through, huddling in the very back, praying he couldn't be reached.

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This chapter seems a little...apocolypsey. I don't really believe in the apocolypse, but this IS Doctor Who, so I suppose anything is possible.