Well, here we are. Chapter Seven. My favorite number...

I really don't have anything to say, besides all your reviews are soo great!, so I'll just shut up and give you the story.

The Ponds

Rory fell and landed hard. Everything was dark, he couldn't see anything because he was still blind from the light.

"Rory?" A familiar scottish voice asked. Rory knew exactly who it was.

"Amy?" Rory asked. "Amy! Where are you? I can't see anything!" Rory said and cautiously put up a hand to see if he could feel a wall or something.

"Just let your eyes adjust." Someone else said. River, it sounded like. But she also sounded a bit worried.

"Where are we?" Rory asked as he eyes started to adjust. It looked like they were in a stone corridor. Maybe part of some sort of castle?

"I don't know." Amy said. Rory was starting to be able to see clearer and better with each passing moment. Amy and River were kneeling by the Doctor, who was laying still on the stone floor. Rory kneeled by Amy.

"What happened?" Rory asked as he looked the Doctor over. He looked somewhat okay, but there was a dark substance on his forehead and dripping down his cheek. Rory guessed it was blood.

"I think he hit his head when he got her." Amy said.

"Does anybody have a torch?" Rory asked. River and Amy both shook their heads. "Wait, I think I have one." He said and searched his pockets. He pulled out a little pen light and shined it in one of the Doctor's eyes.

The Doctor

The last thing the Doctor remembered was a blinding light then totally darkness. His head hurt and his body was sore, but not as bad as it had been when he first woke up on the Pond's couch with River laying on him.

The Doctor felt his mind slowing, just like when he was about to fall asleep. He dared to peek an eye open, hoping that it was all just a bad dream and he wake up, River at his side.

But he wasn't in the Ponds room. He couldn't even tell where he was; everything was dark. He couldn't see anything. Was he dead?

If he was, then death was boring.

As soon as the Doctor made his mind up that he didn't like death, someone rudely opened his right eye and shone a torch at him. The light hurt and the Doctor reflectively tried to blink.

Someone said something in a language that the Doctor couldn't understand, but his voice seemed familiar...

Somebody else said something and the Doctor knew that voice and who it belonged to immediately. River. He opened his eyes slowly and discovered that they fought to stay down. He managed to get them up and stay open.

Looking around, the Doctor discovered it was dark. The only source of light was a small pen light. Rory had it and he was pointing at Amy, making sure she didn't have any injures.

"Amy?" The Doctor whispered, discovering his voice wasn't nearly as strong as it was earlier. She turned to the Doctor with a surprised look on her face.

The Doctor was equal surprised to see her, safe and unharmed. She came over to him and said something. The Doctor simply nodded and swallowed.

She then turned to Rory and said something. Rory then shined his light in the Doctor's eyes and he winced. The light hurt; his eyes were used to the dark by now.

Rory said something to Amy and River before offering the Doctor his hand. The Doctor took and with Rory's help, he made it unsteadily to his feet.

And that's that! Do any of you hate me? Or am I just too good?

Oh- and Christy - Flare- Answer to your question- I just thougt that the Doctor thinks in Gallifreyan, and since River can only write and read Old High Gallifreyan, not modern Gallifreyan, which I imagnine is the Gallifreyan the Doctor is most familiar with, so I don't think that it would really help. He might be able to transfer images, but since he bumped his head, he probably won't. Really good question though! It made me think!