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The Doctor climbed down a rope ladder and joined Octavian who was already at the bottom. They both turned on their torches and looked around at the cave. Not long after, Amber and River joined them and the other soldiers.

"Do we have a gravity globe?" The Doctor asked. He was handed something that reminded Amber of a touch sensitive night light little kids were given by their parents.

"So where are we?" Amber asked. River turned to look at her and smiled sweetly.

"Were in an Aplan mortarium. Sometimes called a maze of the dead."

"Which is what exactly?"

"Well, if you happen to be a creature of living stone..." The Doctor kicked the gravity sphere like a football and it flew through the air, stopped and then lit up the cave showing a large number of stone statues, "the perfect hiding place." Amber sighed at the amount of statues that there seemed to be. They were going to have to look through them all – while also making sure the Angel didn't kill them.

"Travelling with you is never just easy is it?" She asked him. His only answering response was the child like grin he forever had on his face.

"It's a needle in a haystack." River said shockingly.

"A needle that looks like hay. A hay-like needle. Of death. A hay-alike needle of death in a haystack of, err, statues. No, yours was fine." Both Amber and River looked at the Doctor and rolled their eyes.

I don't know…you probably could have stuck with a needle that looked like hay…" Amber said, teasing the Doctor slightly. Octavian however decided to jump straight into action.

"Right. Check every single statue in this chamber. You know what you're looking for. Complete visual inspection. One question - how do we fight it?"

"We find it, and hope." The Doctor's voice was mellow. There was nothing to joke about when Weeping Angels were involved. If he had his way, Winter would be locked up in the TARDIS. He looked over to see Winter rubbing her eye. She probably wouldn't speak to him for ages but at least she would have been safe.

The Doctor shined his torch in every direction making sure the Angel wasn't anywhere while Amber followed. She stopped and looks at the many levels above them and all the statues lining the way. This really isn't going to be easy, she thought. Like the Doctor said; it's like looking for a needle in a haystack. She rubbed the corner of her eye with one finger again but this time a little grit was found.

It was still itching though so using her full hand she rubbed her eye. This time she felt something more than grit, sand and grit came through her fingers. She could feel it, powdered and dry. Scared, she stopped and looked at her hand but sees nothing.

River came up behind her. "You all right?" She asked her worriedly. Amber was still looking at her hand.

"Yeh, fine." She told River quietly. It's not real. Something probably fell on my hand from the ceiling. She forced herself to believe and turning to River, she recovered. "So this maze… why's it called the Maze of the Dead?"

"Oh, it's not as bad as it sounds. It's just a labyrinth with dead people buried in the walls." Looking at Amber's face she thought over the statement again. "OK, that was fairly bad. Right give me your arm. This won't hurt a bit." She shot Amber in the arm, ignoring the fait yelp of shock.

"Ow." She cried.

"There, you see. I lied. It's a viro-stabiliser. Stabilises your metabolism against radiation, drive burn, anything. You're going to need it when we get up to that ship."

"Right. I'm going to pretend that I know what you're talking about and ask you a question." River made a 'go ahead' motion with her hand. "You know him in the future right? So what's…" she paused and waited for a second. There where two very different questions she wanted to ask. She played it safe though and asked the one she could. "What's he like in the future?"

"The Doctor?" River asked, "Well to be entirely honest, there's only one person in the entire universe that knows the Doctor better than he knows himself." River told her, looking slyly at the girl next to her.

"That must be nice," she murmured. "Knowing what's going on in his head."

"I'm sure it is, but then again, it almost takes the whole mystery out of the Doctor." Amber found herself smiling at that and then looked at the Doctor.

"Yes we are," both she and River said together towards the Doctor.

"Sorry? What?" The Doctor asked looking down at the device in his hand, looking like he's not paying any attention to the girls.

"Talking about you," River told him.

"I wasn't listening, I'm busy." He told them but Amber only smirked. She had seen River use the device before and from what she could tell, the Doctor was holding it the wrong way round. Her suspicions were confirmed when River told him that as Doctor looked at the two of them, smirking together and turned it the other way up. Sure enough it the data made much more sense now.

"Yeh," he said quietly. That's it; there will be no living with either of them now. He thought to himself; the smugness would rise even higher. Still though, he carried on listening to the conversation. They already knew he was so there wasn't any harm done.

"You must know him really well then," Amber was saying. "Are you two like, together in the future then?" He didn't need River to know the answer to that one.

"Oh my dear sweet Amber, do you really think it could be something that simple? After all, this is the Doctor were talking about." River teased.

"Well…" The Doctor couldn't see her but the implication was there and he continued to listen as they carried on talking.

"You are good. I'm not saying your right but you are very, very good."Amber was about to walk back over to the Doctor when she heard gun shots coming from behind them. She turned around just in time to see the Doctor whizz past her and she and River followed her.

Apparently, one of the men had started shooting at a statue, claiming to have thought it had looked at the Bishop reprimanded him Amber felt annoyance towards the man build up. If she had a gun then she would probably become incredibly trigger happy in this place. After all, they were in a stone maze surrounded by statues that looked like that freaking killer Angel.

Amber calmed down a little when the Doctor stepped in and defended the man. She almost smiled when he implied that the Bishop was a moron. "We'll be moving into the maze in two minuets." He then became quieter and Amber couldn't hear what he had said to him but she didn't doubt it would be something that made him feel worse than he already was so when the Bishop moved away, she moved closer.

"Bob right?" She asked him.

"Yes Ma'am." He replied and Amber smiled kindly to him.

"Just call me Amber, everybody does, well everyone except the Doctor. He never listens when I correct him so I call him doc." Bob smiled a little and Amber felt happier at that.

"Hey, do you mind if I walk with you Bob?"

"No," he told her and she smiled gratefully.

"Cool, thanks." Amber walked with him for a little while more, talking to him, asking him about him life. She learned a lot about him, like why he had joined the Church; he was following in his father's footsteps and he told he how proud his mother had said she was when he joined. But that wasn't just it.

Without the money from this job, his mother and sister wouldn't be able to stay in their house. They'd be chucked out and they wouldn't be able to survive on the streets. He misses them so much, Amber realised. She also realised she hadn't so much as thought about her aunt in the time she had been with the Doctor and she vowed to make him take her home to visit them for a little Bob left to go and find Angelo and Christian and Amber caught up with the Doctor and River.

"Why is the maze so…long?" She asked River.

"The maze was created on six levels; it's to represent the levels of the soul." River explained.

"They were wonderful builders the Aplans."

"We should visit them one day," The Doctor told her and she grinned with excitement.

"They've all died out though haven't they?" She asked him. Amber loved just how excited he became when he wanted to try something new. The face he made was so cute that it could put a puppy to shame.

"So has Virginia Wolfe, but I'm on her bowling team. Lovely woman she is, sort of relaxed but that comes with having two heads."Amber stared at him shocked.

"They have two heads?" She asked. The Doctor nodded. Okay then, she thought. But even as she said that something didn't feel looked around at the statues trying to work it out. The Doctor carried on explaining to her something about them but she wasn't listening. Instead Amber carried on looking at the statues.

Then it froze in horror and fear."Doctor," she cried. The Doctor turned and looked at her worriedly. "You said the Aplans have two heads, they all have two heads. You kept saying it, over and over again but I didn't realise." Towards the end it had turned into a whisper.

"What is it?" River asked walking up to the worried girl. Amber looked up at her and then at the Doctor.

"If the Aplans have two heads then…why don't the statues?" The Doctor's eyes went wide and he looked around at the statues.

"Oh," Amber heard the same thing from River. Both horrified as they realised what she had only moments ago."How could we have not realised that?" River asked. "How did Amber…"

"There must be a low level perception filter, or maybe were just thick!"

"What's wrong, sir?" Octavian asked hearing the worried tone in the Doctor's voice. He was well aware that this was not a good thing; because when the Doctor was worried, nothing was okay.

"Nobody move." Amber found herself frozen on the spot before the Doctor had said anything. "Everyone stay exactly where they are. Bishop, I am truly sorry. I've made a mistake and we are all in danger."

"What danger?" Octavian asked."The Aplans," the Doctor quietly told everyone moving around in a circle trying to look at them all.

"The Aplans?" Octavian repeated somewhat confusedly.

"They have two heads." River told him. Still Octavian didn't understand what all the fuss about them and so asked why it had any relevance. "Then why don't the statues." Cold fear washed over them all as they realised what it was the Doctor was saying and Amber found herself snap out of her stupor as she saw the fear on each person's face.

"Everyone, over there. Just move, don't ask questions, and don't speak." The Doctor ordered. Everyone moved quickly where the Doctor had pointed. As it happened, it was a spot in view of all the statues while simultaneously without any itself.

"OK. I want you all to switch off your torches."

"Sir?"

"Just do it!" He ordered firmly and waited till they all complied. "OK. I'm going to turn off this one too, just for a moment." He told them.

"Are you sure about this?" River asked.

"Yes." He said looking momentarily at Winter. "But I hope I'm wrong." The Doctor switched off his torch for a split second and when he turned it on again, the statues – that had been facing all direction, where now in front and facing them.

"Oh God they've moved!" Someone said loudly. The Doctor ran off looking at all of the statues leaving the other to follow him.

"They're Angels. All of them!"

"But they can't be." River gasped keeping her eyes on each Angel.

"Clerics, keep watching them. Every statue in this maze, every single one, is a Weeping Angel. They're coming after us."Amber looked around at the Angels, if you could call them that; they were old and broken and it seemed like they were slow. If they're image is power then they must not be able to move that quickly. That's good then, it means we won't die. Bur even then, the Doctor had said that the Angel fed off the radiation the ship was giving off meaning that every second these Angels were getting stronger and if they were getting stronger, it also meant they were getting alerted the Doctor to her findings as quickly as she could.

"Doctor, the Angels are feeding off the radiation and getting stronger!" The Doctor span around and looked at Winter. A small part of him felt pride that she had figured that out quickly but it was being squashed by the overwhelming fear for her life!

"This is bad. This is very, very not good." He muttered before speaking louder once he realised what was happening. "The crash wasn't an accident - it was a rescue mission, for the Angels. We're in the middle of an army and it's waking up!"

"We need to get out of here. Fast!" Everybody silently nodded at River's statement but was interrupted by the voice coming from Octavian's radio.

"It's Bob, sir. Sorry, sir." Amber felt herself breathe a sigh of relief as she heard Bob's voice over the radio. She had been worried about him when he went off but he had convinced her he would be okay; he was with the others.

"Bob, are Angelo and Christian with you? All the statues are active. I repeat, all the statues are active!"

"I know, sir. Angelo and Christian are dead, sir. The statues killed them, sir." Amber froze once again when she heard that and as she heard the Doctor say that the Angels never killed like that she grabbed the walkie-talkie off Octavian and began speaking to Bob.

"I'm talking to-"

"Shut up you idiot! You have no idea how much danger he is in at the moment!" With that Octavian stopped talking but he still glared at Amber while she talked.

"Hey Bob its Amber, this is important! I need you to get back to us okay? There are Angels everywhere but they're slow so if you hurry, you can make it."

"Yes Ma'am, I'm homing in on you now." Amber smiled with relief when she heard that.

"Good, good thinking. I'm gonna pass you over to the Doctor but remember to keep walking, run if you can just – just get back here and when this is over I can get the Doctor to let you see your family for a little while okay?"She didn't wait for an answer, only passed it over to the Doctor who began asking questions.

"Well done, Bob. Scared keeps you fast, told you, didn't I? Your friends, Bob, what did the Angel do to them?""Snapped their necks, sir." Bob told them. Amber winced and seeing this, the Doctor took hold of one of her hands and rubbed circles on them. Amber smiled thankfully at him.

"That's odd. That's not how the Angels kill you, they displace you in time. Unless they needed the bodies for something." At this point Octavian pulled the walkie-talkie towards him and asked something that Amber didn't walked closer only to hear the end of the conversation.

"…how did you escape?"

"I didn't escape, sir. The Angel killed me, too." Everybody looked at each other in confusion but Amber paled as she realised what had happened.

"What do you mean the Angel killed you too?" He asked slowly looking worriedly at Winter who had turned as white as the season.

"Snapped my neck, sir. Wasn't as painless as I expected but it was pretty quick, so that was something." They could almost hear the nonchalance in his voice.

"If you're dead, how can I be talking to you?"

"You're not talking to me, sir. The Angel has no voice. It stripped my cerebral cortex from my body and re-animated a version of my consciousness to communicate with you. Sorry about the confusion." Amber felt like she was going to be sick. That thing was using her friends voice as if it was something bought in a shop! He was a person, a living human being and you killed him!

"So when you say you're on your way up to us..."

"It's the Angel that's coming, sir, yes." Again Amber felt like she wanted to throw up but she held on. She would make it through this and somehow she would help Bob's family; someway somehow they were going to be able to live comfortably even if she had to give them the money herself.

"So there's no way out." The Doctor murmured worriedly.

"Then we get out through the wreckage. Go!" Everyone followed the orders and quickly made their way through the exit into the next section and the Doctor encouraged it.

"Go, go, go. All of you run!" He called out to them. Amber turned to look at him waiting for him to follow.

"Go, I'm coming." She nodded and ran after River who was still a good deal in front of wasn't watching where she was going through and as she was running she tripped over a small dent in the floor. As she fell she caught onto a ledge that was next to her managing to stop her face from hitting the cold stone floor barely before it breathed out a gasp at how close she was to the floor but then brought herself up.

Suddenly she felt something cold and dead flow over her and her head felt a little dizzy. She went to put her hand to her head to stop it but found – for some reason she couldn't hand wouldn't move!It was like she couldn't even feel it any more.

Amber frowned through the dizziness and looked down at her hand and what she saw scared her like never before: Her hand - a hand that she had known all her life was now made of hard stone!It didn't even feel like rock coloured flesh, it felt smooth and grainy and HARD! Panicking Amber once again tried to move it, this time using her other hand to pull but nothing was she saw the Doctor run past her.

"Don't wait for me! Go!" He shouted to her.

"I can't!" She screamed back. This made the Doctor stop and run back to her.

"Why not?"

"Look at it. Look at my hand. It's stone!" The Doctor took out his Screwdriver and his torch and examined it once before flashing the light in her eyes and examining it. Amber automatically flinched at the brightness, squinting to keep as much of it out as possible.

"You looked into the eyes of an Angel, didn't you?" He asked looking over her again with the torch.

"I tried not to, honestly but by the time you told me not to I already had." She whispered. The Doctor put down the torch and put his hands on either side of her face making her look him in the eyes.

"Listen. It's messing with your head. Your hand is not made of stone." He sounded so sure that Amber almost trusted him but when she looked at her hand again she saw the stone that covered it.

"But it is!" She said again trying to convince him.

"It's in your mind. I promise you. You can move that hand. You can let go."

"I can't!" She told him firmly. "I've tried before, it won't budge!"The torchlights began to flicker around them, an indicator to the Angels that were coming ever closer towards them.

"The Angel is gonna come and it's gonna turn this light off, and then there's nothing I can do to stop it. So do it, concentrate, move your hand!" He told her. He didn't want to scare her but Winter needed to move and she needed to move now. He would apologise later of he had to but for now…

"Look do you think I want to die here? Let me assure you that I don't but I have tried Doctor! I've tried but my hand won't move because it's stone!" He opened his mouth to talk but she clapped her other hand over it. "And I'm not going to let you die here either. Not when you have all these people to save and not when you have all that stuff to do with River so you need to go. Now!"The lights began to flicker on and off faster now and the Doctor began to get desperate

"Winter, please. You can move your hand. It's not stone!" He urged her.

"Those people up there will die without you. If you stay here with me, you'll have as good as killed them and I am not going to let you do that!"

"Your hand is not made of stone! You can move it!" He told her loudly.

"No I can't!" The lights flickered again but this time they could both see the Angels coming closer to them with each flicker. "I can't move it but you need to leave, now Doctor!" He looked at her and could see it in her wasn't going to budge, he knew it, she knew it and more importantly, he knew that if she believed that he could save the others then she would die so they could live.

She was fine with it but the problem was, he wasn't. If Winter died, then the Doctor may as well let the Angel snap his neck because there was no possible way for him to live without her. It had happened once, and he never wanted to go through it again. Nothing, nothing was going to happen to her if he had his say about it!

"I know. You never would. Which is why I'm sorry that I have to do this…" She looked at him, there were tears in her eyes as she thought about what she was going to do, but in the end she didn't care. The Doctor would get them out.

"I know. But you need to go now."

"Oh no, I'm not leaving you. Never! I'm sorry about this." And in a flash of a second, he bent down and bit Amber's hand – not hard enough to leave a mark but enough for her to feel the sting.

"You bit me!" She said loudly, cupping her hand in her other and examining it closely for bite marks in the light.

"Yes but you're alive." He told her whilst gently tugging on her hand.

"But you actually bit me!"

"You hit me with a cricket bat." He reminded her. This time, her pulled her harder and she began running with him.

"But you broke into my house. It was completely justified."

"You tied me to a radiator! A radiator – who does that?" She frowned at the back of his head but didn't try to hit him. Besides, he was still holding her hitting hand they reached the rest of the group, Amber practically collapsed against one of the sides. The Doctor however, did not. He got straight to work on trying to figure out a plan.

"Clerics, we're down to four men. Expect incoming." Amber heard Octavian tell everyone in his group.

"Yeah, it's the Angels. They're coming. And they're draining the power for themselves." The Doctor told him.

"Which means we won't be able to see them."

"Which means we can't stay here." The lights began flickering again and everyone looked towards the entrance, dreading a glance of and Angel."There are more incoming!""Any suggestions?" River asked the Doctor out loud. Everyone including Amber looked at her as she joined the now three way conversation.

"The statues are advancing on all sides and we don't have the climbing equipment to reach the Byzantium." Amber bit her lip and looked at the Doctor. He usually had an escape plan by now.

And it seemed River thought so too because she voiced Amber's thoughts to him. "There's no way up, no way back, no way out. No pressure, but this is usually when you have a really good idea."

"There's always a way out." His voice echoed through the walls. Oh please don't let that be his only answer, Amber prayed silently.

"Doctor?" The radio sparked to life. "Can I speak to the Doctor, please?"

"Hello, Angels." The Doctor answered sounding almost cheery. "What's your problem?"

"Your power will not last much longer, and the Angels will be with you shortly. Sorry, sir." He doesn't sound very sorry at all. Amber thought.

"Why are you telling me this?"

"There's something the Angels are very keen Miss Amber know before the end." Amber's head shot towards the radio at the sound of her name and then she looked up to the Doctor.

"What's that?" The Doctor asked slowly, cautiously into the radio.

"My family won't survive."

"What?" The Doctor asked. He was interrupted when he heard a huge sob from behind him and he turned around to see Winter cover her mouth with her hand and begin to shake her head.

"I'm dead and without the money I supply, my family will be tossed to the wolves." Amber let out another sob as she heard the next words. "You said I could see my family again, that I'd be happy. You told me to trust the Doctor and I'd survive but you were wrong. I died in vain."

One of the Clerics looked at the scene in front of him. It made no sense and he wanted to find out what was happening.

"What are they doing?" He asked the person next to him which happened to be River.

"They're doing something incredibly dangerous. They're making Amber upset."

"I'm sorry, sir. The Angels were very keen for her to know that."

"Well then, the Angels have made their second mistake because you've just upset a person very dear to me. I'm sorry you're dead, Bob, but I swear to whatever is left of you, they will be sorrier." There was a fire in his eyes now. Anyone could see it and each cleric stared at each other in worry.

Whatever happened in the future, they knew that if anyone ever upset the woman sitting on the floor, there would be no mercy."But you're trapped, sir, and about to die."

"Yeah, I'm trapped. Speaking of traps, this trap has got a great big mistake in it. A great big, whopping mistake!" He was confident, and if there was one thing Amber had learned about the Doctor, it was if he was confident then whoever was in his way had better watch out.

"What mistake, sir?" The Angel asked over the radio.

"Do you trust me?" He asked the bishop.

"We have faith sir." Octavian answered truthfully. The Doctor smiled and walked over to River asking her the same question.

"Forever." She answered the Doctor turned to Amber. He wiped her eyes and stood her up, holding her hands in his.

"Do you trust me?" He asked smiled gently at him and looking into those blue-green eyes she had come to love she whispered her answer.

"With my life."

"Right, give me your gun." He said pointing to Octavian. He did so slightly confused. "I'm about to do something incredibly stupid and dangerous. When I do..." he jumped in place, "jump."

"Jump where?" Octavian asked.

"Just jump, high as you can. Come on, leap of faith, Bishop." He grabbed Amber's hand and held onto it tightly. "On my signal."

"What signal?"

"You won't miss it." The Doctor aimed the gun at the Gravity Globe and Amber's eyes widened as she realised what his plan was going to be. Quickly she shut her eyes and held her other hand onto the Doctor's jacket.

"Sorry, can I ask again? You mentioned a mistake?" The Angel asked.

"Oh, big mistake. Huge. There's one thing you never put in a trap, if you're smart, if you value your continued existence, if you have any plans about seeing tomorrow, there is one thing you never, ever put in a trap."

"And what would that be, sir?" The cavern was silent for a minute, everybody waiting for the signal, wondering what was going to happen and as Amber risked opening her eyes, she saw the Doctor smiling a sly smile.

"Me!"

Ooh I love this episode, and the next one. BTW, after this, things are gonna change a lot so if you get confused, just PM me. Oh and dont forget to review ok?