The Doctor ran to help Canton up as Amy stared at Star as the girls eyes were bright crimson as she stared at the bullets that were about to hit the girl in the spacesuit. As soon as Amy fired Star had used her mind and flung the bullets to the wall.
"Amy!" The Doctor shouted, "Amy!" They ran back or the main room as River and Rory climbed out of the tunnel, they all rushed back to the TARDIS.
"What the hells going in?" Canton demanded, moving away from the Doctor.
"Look behind you," Star nodded over the mans shoulder.
"There's nothing behind me!"
"Look! Canton look!" the Doctor insisted.
He looked over his shoulder to see an alien with a long face and long fingers, no mouth walking towards him, electricity crackling around it...
~.~
3 months later...
Canton and another man in a suit walked past the 'Do not approach the prisoners' signs and towards a black platform. The Doctor sat on a chair in the middle. Star sat on a chair next to him. Their hair was longer and dirtier and the Doctor had grown a beard. Both had a straightjacket on and had been chained to their chairs. A yellow circle was painted on the floor around then. The Doctor had his head bowed looking at the floor as Star stared straight ahead off her, not looking at anything, just...staring and blinking every so often, but not often enough.
"All visitors to remain behind the yellow line," A voice called over the loudspeaker, "All visitors to remain behind the yellow line."
"We found Amy Pond," Canton spoke to them, "She had strange markings on her arm." He threw some photos at them, "Do you know what they are?"
"Why don't you ask her?" the Doctor looked up at him.
Canton didn't answered and the Doctor realised what happened.
~.~
"We found Dr Song," Canton informed them, again Star was staring blankly ahead.
"These bricks," The Doctor watched the builders build around them. "What are they made of? Where is she?"
"She ran, off the 50th floor."
"I'd say zero balanced dwarf star alloy. The densest material in the universe. Nothing gets through that. You're building us the perfect prison," he turned to Canton, "And it still won't be enough."
~.~
Canton walked back into the cell, behind him two soldiers dragged in two body bags. The prison is completely built now.
"Is there a reason you're doing this?" the Doctor asked.
"I want you to know where you stand." Canton commented.
"In a cell."
"In the perfect cell," The soldiers left them alone, "Nothing can penetrate these walls. Not a sound, not a radio wave," he inserted his finger into the holes on the wall and the door slid shut, "Not the tiniest particle of anything. In here, you are literally cut off form the rest of the universe. So I guess they can't hear us, right?" he turned back and smirked at them.
"Good work, Canton," The Doctor nodded, "Door sealed?"
"You bet."
He stood up and shook of his chains and removed the straight jacket as inside the body bags Amy and Rory sat up.
"You ok?" the Doctor called to them.
"Finally," Amy gasped for breath.
"These things. These really do with air holes." Rory added.
"Never had a complaint before." Canton smirked.
"Star?" the Doctor knelt in front of as she continued you staring, "Nova."
She blinked as through just noticing him. And blasted her chains and jacket off standing up, "Sorry." she grinned sheepishly, "Got carried away."
"Isn't it going to look odd that you're staying in here with us?" Amy questioned.
"Odd," Canton nodded, "But not alarming. They know there's no way out of this place."
The Doctor snapped his suspenders as he leaned against the invisible TARDIS, with a snap of his fingers the doors opened, "Shall we?"
"We shall." Star laughed entering the box.
"What about Dr Song?" Canton asked as he, Amy and Rory entered behind them, "She dove off a rooftop!"
"Yeah, she does that." Star waved him off as the Doctor came to help her pilot.
"Amy, Rory, open all the doors to the swimming pool." The Doctor ordered them as they ran off.
Moments later there was a splash as River dove into the pool.
~.~
The Doctor and Star moved around the console. The Doctor now in his jacket but still with the beard and Star's hair back in her braid, as soon as River was in she ran straight to freshen up. "So what do we know?"
"They're everywhere." Star stated, "Not just a landing party, an occupying force."
"And they've been here a very, very long time. But nobody knows that…"
"Cos no one can remember them."
River walked over drying her hair, now dressed in a green-grey sleeveless dress, boots and leggings.
"So what are they up to?" Canton wondered.
"No idea," the Doctor sighed, "But the good news is…we've got a secret weapon." They out the doors to a launch site and looked up at Apollo 11.
"Apollo 11's your secret weapon?" River frowned.
"No, no, it's not Apollo 11, that would be silly. It's Neil Armstrong's foot."
"Yes, cos that's not silly at all." Star remarked, sarcastically.
The Doctor just smiled and dashed into the TARDIS.
He popped out a moment later, "Was that sarcasm?"
"No," she shook her head, equally sarcastic, "Of course not." he eyed her a moment before returning to the TARDIS.
The group chuckled as Star followed him in, leaving them a good view of Apollo 11.
"You mister," Star pointed at him, "Need to trim that beard."
"Well, why can't I keep it?" he pouted, "I've always wanted a beard."
"Go and trim it." she ordered.
He sulked off to go freshen up and trim the beard as Star waited for the others to join them after they admired the view.
~.~
"Ow!" Canton cried as the Doctor injected something into his hand.
"So," the Doctor began, now without his beard, "three months, what have we found out?"
"Well, they are everywhere." Rory answered, "Every state in America," the Doctor injected his hand, "Ow!"
"Not just America, the entire world." Star corrected, as she brought the scan on the scanner.
"There's a greater concentration here though," River pointed out.
"Ow!" Amy glared at the Doctor as he injected her hand.
"Are you okay?" he whispered to her.
"All better."
"Better?"
"Turns out I was wrong. I'm not pregnant."
"What's up?" Rory walked over.
"Nothing," Amy waved him off, "really, nothing, seriously."
The Doctor wondered over to the scanner.
"So you've seen them, but you don't remember them?" Canton tried to follow.
"You've seen them too, that night at the warehouse," River looked at him, "Remember? While you were pretending to hunt us down we saw hundreds of those things. We still don't know what they look like."
The Doctor injected Rivers hand, "Ow!" She glared at him.
"It's like they edit themselves out of your memory as soon as you look away," Rory said, "The exact second you're not looking at them you can't remember anything."
"Sometimes you feel a bit sick through, but not always." Amy added.
"So that's why you marked your skin?" Canton asked.
"Only way we'd know if we'd had an encounter."
"How long have they been here?"
"That's what we've spent three months trying to find out."
"Not easy." Rory sighed, "If you can't remember anything you discover."
"But how long do you think?" Canton questioned.
"As long as there's been something in the corner of your eye, or creaking in your house, or breathing under your bed, or voices through a wall." The Doctor explained, "They've been running your lives for a very long time now, so keep this straight in your head. We are not fighting an alien invasion, we're leading a revolution. And today the battle begins."
"How?"
"Like this." He leaned back and injected Star's hand.
"Ow!" Star gritted her teeth.
"Ha-ha!" he smirked triumphantly at her, as she scowled at him, "Nano recorder. Fuses with the cartilage in your hand." Star took the injected from him and proceeded to inject his hand, "Ow!"
"I win." She smirked.
He stuck his tongue out at her before continuing, "Then it tunes itself directly to the speech centres in your brain. It'll pick up your voice, no matter what. Telepathic connection. So the moment you see one of the creatures, you active it." he palm glowed red, "And describe aloud exactly what you're seeing." He pressed his palm. "And describe aloud exactly what you're seeing." Recorded back, "Because the moment you break contact, you're going to forget it happened. The light will flash if you've left yourself a message. You keep checking your hand. If you've had an encounter that's the first you'll know about it."
"Why didn't you tell me this before we started?" Canton accused.
"We did." Star told him, "Even information about these creatures erases itself over time." She pressed a few buttons on the console, "We couldn't refresh it, cos we couldn't talk to you."
Canton glanced over his shoulder and proceeded to straighten the Doctor bow tie as everyone watched him.
"What?" he blinked at them, "What are you staring at?"
"Look at your hand," River told him.
He looked down at his hand, seeing it flash red, "Why's it doing that?"
"What does it mean is the light's flashing?" the Doctor asked him, "What did I just tell you?"
"I haven't…"
"Play it." Star ordered.
Canton pressed the button and his voice played back to them, "My god, how did it get in here?"
"Keep eye contact with the creature and when I say, turn back, and when you do, straighten my bow tie." the Doctor added on recording.
He turned around again as the recording continued, "What? What are you staring at?"
"Look at your hand." River finished on the recording.
His eyes widened as he saw the creature standing there.
"It's a hologram," Star explained, "Extrapolated from a photo on Amy's phone. Take a good long look," the hologram faded away, "Describe the creature."
Canton shook his head, "I can't."
"No." the Doctor sighed, "Neither can I." He snapped his fingers at Star, "Describe it the best you can."
She blinked, "Um…in a suit? Eh…long fingers? I dunno."
He nodded, that was better than the rest of them. With her mind working different from the rest, she was able to describe them better, remember them slightly longer than them and see things others couldn't. He turned back to Canton, "You straightened my bow tie because I planted the idea in your head while you were looking at the creature."
"So they could do that to people." Amy followed, "You could be doing stuff and not really knowing why you're doing it."
"Like post hypnotic suggestions." Rory suggested.
"Ruling the world with post hypnotic suggestion..."
"Now then," the Doctor headed to the console, "A little girl in a space suit. They got the suit from NASA, but where did they get the girl?"
"Where do you normally find unwanted or uncared for children?" Star sighed, sadly, "Children homes." She brought the home up on the scanner.
~.~
Star crouched besides a module of Apollo 11. The Doctor was lying inside, a myriad of wires above him, which he was working on. She had tried to beat him to it but he had beaten her and she was sure that he would mess up.
Her thoughts where interrupted when something beeped inside the Doctors jacket.
"Star." he called, still working.
"I got it." she sighed as reached into his pocket, pulling out a small earpiece and put it in her ear, "So what's the stitch?" She called into it, knowing it was Amy on the other side.
"I think we've found the place she was taken from." Amy replied.
"What makes you think that?"
"Cos those things have been here. But the whole place is deserted. There's just one guy here and I think he's lost it."
"Repeated memory wipes eventually fry your head. Find out what you can, but hurry up. Don't hang around longer than necessary."
"Where are you?"
Star looked over at the door, seeing two scientist approaching, "Gotta go." She hung up on Amy and gently nudged the Doctor knee, getting his attention, "We've got company!"
The Doctor sat up, "Don't worry. I put everything back the way I found it." he spotted a wire in his hand, "Except this. There's always a bit left over, isn't there?"
Star rolled her eyes and tutted at him, "Give it here." She nudged him out and with a bit of rewiring up the wire back in it rightful place, "There we go. All working."
"Show off." The Doctor pouted.
~.~
The Doctor and Star sat next to each other in chairs, both handcuffed, both very calm.
An MP stood behind them as two men, in white shirts and black suits stood questioning them.
"One more time," the man who sat in front of them began, "How the hell did you get into the command module?"
"We told you!" the Doctor rolled his eyes, "We're on a top secret mission fro the President." He bit the chain of his cuffs.
"Well, maybe if you just get President Nixon to assure us of that, that would be swell."
"I sent him a message." Star shrugged.
The men scoffed as Nixon walked in with River in a blue skirt and Rory in a suit and glasses acting as his aids. The TARDIS just visible in the background outside the room.
"Hello," Nixon smiled, the Doctor waving his finger and Star nodding as the men whipped round in shock, "it's Mr Gardener, is that correct?" he shook the formally seated mans hand, "head of security?"
"Ah, yes, sir. Yes, Mr President."
"Mr Grant is it?" he turned to the other man.
"Yes, Mr Present." He blinked and shook his hand.
"The hopes and dreams of million of Americans stand here today, at Cape Kennedy, and you are the men who guard those dreams. On behalf of the American people, I thank you."
"Your welcome, Mr President." Gardner grinned.
"I understand you have a baby on the way, Mr Grant?"
"Yes, Mr President." Grant nodded.
"What are you hoping for, boy or girl?"
"Just a healthy American, sir."
"A healthy American will do just nicely," he pinched Grants shoulder in a friendly manor, "Now, fellas, listen. These people, code name the Doctor and Star are doing some work for me, personally. Could you cut them a little slack?"
"Er, Mr President," "They did break into Apollo 11." Gardner reminded him.
The Doctor mouthed 'Sorry' to Nixon while Star smirked, victoriously at haven broke into Apollo 11 and led the Doctor inside without getting caught, for a while anyway.
"Well," Nixon cleared his throat, "I'm sure they had a very good reason for that. But I need you to reeves them now, so he can get on with some very important work for the American people. Could you do that for me?"
"Well..." Grant began.
"Son, I am your Commander-in-chief."
"Then I guess tat would be fine, Mr President." Gardner smiled.
"Glad to hear it."
The MP unlocked the handcuffs and the Doctor and Star jumped up.
"Thank you!" the Doctor shook Grants hand, "Bye-bye." he shook Gardner's hand and headed to the TARDIS.
"See ya!" Star called walked after him.
"Carry on, gentlemen," Nixon nodded as followed the Time Lords, followed by River.
Rory accidentally broke a piece of the model lunar module on the desk; he slipped the piece on the desk. He cleared his throat; "America salutes you." he saluted and joined the other, closing the doors behind him.
~.~
"You have to tape everything that happens in this office," the Doctor instructed Nixon as he sat at his desk back in the oval office, "Every word or we won't know if your under the influence."
"You have to give me more that this!" Nixon got up from his chair, "What were you doing in Apollo 11?"
"A thing. A clever thing."
"You have to trust us." Star stressed, "Trust us and nobody else."
"Doctor!" River poked out of the TARDIS doors, "Star! It's Canton! Quick, he needs us!"
"Gotta go!" Star and the Doctor ran into the TARDIS as they dematerialised.
~.~
The Doctor, Star, Rory and River ran up the stairs of Greystark children's home hearing Amy shouting for help.
"Amy!" They heard Canton pounding in a door, "Amy, can you hear me? I'm going to try and blow the lock. I need you to stand back."
"Put the gun down!" Star ordered as they ran over, "Get out of the way!" she threw her hands out and blasted the door off it hinges.
"I can't see!" Amy screamed.
They ran in the room but there was no sign of Amy.
"Where is she?" Rory looked around.
The Doctor scanned the spacesuit that was on the floor. River opened the visor, "It's empty."
"It's dark," Amy called, "It's so dark, I don't know where I am. Please, can anybody hear me?"
Star looked down to see Amy's nano recorder blinking in the floor she picked it up and gave it to Rory.
"They took this out of her?" he held it in his hands and looked at her, "How did they do that, Star?" Amy whimpered and sobbed over the recording. "Why can we still hear her?"
"Is it a recording?" River wondered.
"Wherever she is right now," Star explained, "this is what she's saying."
"Amy?" Rory called into the recording, "Can you hear me? We're coming for you. Wherever you are, we're coming. I swear."
"She can't hear you." the Doctor remarked, "I'm so sorry. It's one way."
"Shut up and let him talk to her," Star elbowed him in the ribs.
"She can always hear me, Doctor." Rory agreed, glaring at him, "Always, wherever she is. She always knows that I am coming for her, do you understand me? Always."
"Doctor, are you out there?" Amy called, "Can you hear me? Doctor? Oh, god. Please, please, Doctor, just get me out of this."
"He's coming," Rory promised her, "Him and Star. I'll bring them. I swear."
"Hello, is someone in there?" someone called from the hallway and Canton raised his gun only to see who they assumed to be the owner of the home walking towards them, looking confused. Canton lowered his gun seeing him. "I think someone has been shot. I think we should help...I think..." he blinked... "I can't rem...I can't remember."
They ran out of the room and down into the mans office where a creature was on the floor, in pain as Canton shot it. It backed away as the Doctor and Star knelt next to it and the Doctor reached for it. "Ok. Who and what are you?"
"Silence, Doctor." it rasped, holding its wound, "We are the Silence."
The Time Lords through back to all the mentions they heard of the silence.
"And silence will fall."
~.~
The Doctor, Star and River examined the spacesuit. A small back and white TV playing the news, "The target for the Apollo 11 astronauts, the moon, at lift off, will be at a distance of 218,096 miles away. We're just past 2 minutes on the countdown. T minus 1 minted 54 seconds and counting..."
"It's an Exo-skeleton," River commented, "Basically, life support. There's about 20 different kinds of alien tech in here."
"Who was she?" the Doctor pondered, "What put her in here?"
"Put this on, you don't even need to eat. The suit processes sunlight directly. It's got built in weaponry and a communication system that can hack into anything."
"Including the telephone network?" Star looked at her.
"Easily."
"Why phone the President?"
"It defaults to the highest authority it can find. The little girl gets frightened; the most powerful man on Earth gets a phone called. The night terrors with a hotline to the White House." she looked up to see Star shaking her head and the Doctor licking her blue envelope, "You won't learn anything from that envelope, you know."
"Purchased on Earth," he remarked, "perfectly ordinary stationary. TARDIS blue. Summoned by a stranger who won't even show his face. That's a first for me. How about you?"
"Our lives are back to front. Your futures my past, your firsts are my last."
"Not really what I asked."
"Ask something else then." she huffed.
"What are the Silence doing?" Star shook her head, "Raising a child?"
"Keeping her safe. Even giving her independence."
"The only way to save Amy is to work out what the Silence are doing." Star walked over to Rory and sat down next to him.
"I know." Rory murmured.
"Every single thing we learn about them brings us a step closer."
"Yeah. I get it. I know."
"It is possible she not just any little girl." She added, leaning her head on his shoulder.
"Well, I'd say she's human," River called as she continues examine the suit, "Going by the life support software."
"But?" the Doctor looked over, knowing there was more.
"She climbed out of this suit. Like she forced her way out. She must be incredibly strong."
"Incredibly strong and running away," Star whistled, "I like her."
"We should be trying to find her."
"Yes, I know, but how?"
"I have a feeling she'll find us." Star called over to them.
"Yeah, me too."
"This is Houston, do you read? Over." the TV continued.
"Why does it look like a NASA space suit?" Rory wondered.
The Doctor walked to the TV, "Because that what the Silence do. Think about it. They don't make anything themselves. They don't have to. They get other life forms to do it for them."
"So they're like parasites then." River followed.
"Super parasites," Star nodded, "Standing in the shadows of human history since the very beginning. We know they can influence human behaviour any way they want. If they've been doing that on a global scale for thousands of years…"
"Then what?" Rory cut her off.
"Then why did the human race suddenly decide to go to the moon?" the Doctor finished.
The TV counted down, "10, 9, ignition sequence start, 6, 5, 4…"
"Because the Silence needed a space suit."
"…1, 0, all engines on. Lift off. We have a lift off. 32 minutes past the hour, lift off on Apollo 11."
The Doctor opened the video Canton send on Amy's mobile from where he was dealing with the injured Silence.
"You should kill us all on sight." The Silence rasped on the video.
"This suit, it seems to be repairing itself." River commented as she scanned the spacesuit again and the glove twitched. "How is it doing that? A unit like this, would it ever be able to move without an occupant?"
"Why?" the Doctor frowned.
"Well, the little girl said the space man was coming to eat her. Maybe that's exactly what happened."
Star left Rory with some privacy as Amy began on the recorder, "I love you. I know you think it's him; I know you think it ought to be him. But it's not, it's you. And when I see you again, I'm going tell you properly, just to see your stupid face. My life was so boring before you just dropped out of the sky." Rory dropped his head, "So just get your stupid face where I can see it. OK? OK?" Star rolled her eyes as the Doctor went to talk to Rory. She sighed and followed.
"She'll be safe for now." The Doctor reassured him, "No point in a dead hostage."
"Can you save her?" Rory asked.
"We can track that signal back. Take us right to her."
"Then why haven't you?"
"Then what?" Star countered, "This isn't an alien invasion, Rory. They live here. This is their empire."
"This is kicking the Romans out of Rome." The Doctor added.
"Rome fell." Rory muttered.
"I know. I was there."
"So was I."
"Personal question."
"Seriously? You?"
"Do you ever remember it? 2,000 years, waiting for Amy? The Last Centurion?"
"No."
"Liar." Star remarked. "You don't forget something like that."
"But I don't remember it all the time." He continued, "It's like there's…a door in my head. I can keep it shut."
"Please come and get me." Amy sobbed on the recorder, "Come and get me."
~.~
"No!" they heard Amy scream as they materialised where the TARDIS had tracked Amy, "No!"
They four of them ran out of the TARIDS and the Silence turned to them.
"Oh!" the Doctor blinked, looking around to see the ship above Craig's flat, or at least something similar, "Interesting. Very Aickman Road, seen one of these before. Abandoned, wonder how that happened. Oh, well! I suppose I'm about to find out. Rory, River, keep one Silent in eyeshot at all times. Oh, hello, sorry. You're in the middle of something. Just had to say though, have you seen what's on the telly? Hello, Amy, you all right? Want to watch some television?" he placed the TV he was carrying on the console, "Ah, now, stay where you are. Because look at me, I'm confident. You want to watch that, me, when I'm confident. Oh, and this is my friend, River. Nice hair, clever, has own gun, and unlike me, she really doesn't mind shooting people. I shouldn't like that. Kind of do."
"Thank you sweetie." River smiled.
"And I don't take well to those who harm the people I care about." Star glared around at the Silence, slipping her dagger down her arm and into her hand.
"I know you team players and everything," the Doctor continued, "but River will definitely kill at least the first 3 of you."
River moved to stand back to back with the Doctor, "The first 7, easily."
"7," he blinked, "really?"
"Oh, 8, for you, sweetie." She winked.
"Stop it."
"Make me!"
"Yeah, well, maybe I will."
"Or maybe I will!" Star threatened. "If you don't mind the flirting is my job!"
"Oh, sweetie…" River smirked.
"Is this really important flirting?" Amy called from where she was strapped down, "I feel like I should be higher on the list right now."
"Yes, right," the Doctor nodded, "As I was saying, my naughty friend here is going to kill the first 3 of you to attack, plus him behind. So maybe you want to draw lots, or have a quiz."
"What's he got?" Amy asked Rory who was trying to get her free.
"Something," he replied, "I hope."
The Doctor walked around the console, "or maybe you could just listen a minute, because all I really want to do is accept your total surrender, and then I'll let you go in peace. You've been interfering in human history for thousands of years. People have suffered and died. But what's the point in two hearts, if you can't be a bit forgiving now and then." He stared at the leader, "Ooh! The Silence. You guys take that seriously, don't you? OK, you got me, I'm lying. I'm not really going to let you go that easily. Nice thought, but it's not Christmas. First," he turned the TV on, "you tell me about the girl. Who is she? Why is she important? What's she for? Guys, sorry. But you're way out of time. Now, come on, a bit of history for you. Aren't you proud, because you helped? Do you know how many people are watching this live on the telly? Half a billion, and that's nothing, because the human race will spread out among the stars, you just watch them fly. Billions and billions of them, for billions and billions of years. And every single one of them, at some point in their lives, will look back at this man, taking that very first step, and they will never, ever forget it." he stopped and watched the moon landing.
"Oh," Star took out the phone, "But they'll forget this bit," she called into the phone, "Ready?"
"Ready." Canton answered.
"It's one small step for man…" Neil Armstrong began.
And the broadcast shifted to the Silence that Canton videoed earlier, on a loop, "You should kill us all on sight."
"You just gave the order for your own execution." Star smirked.
"One giant leap for mankind." Armstrong finished.
"And one whacking great kick up the backside for the Silence!" the Doctor added. "You just raided an army against yourself."
"And now, for a thousand generations, you're going to be ordering them to destroy you every day." Star chuckled, darkly.
"How fast can you run? Because today's the day the human race throws you off their planet." The Doctor backed away as the Silence leader approached him, "They won't even know they're doing it. I think, quite possibly the word you're looking for right now is, 'Oops!' Run!"
"He means us!"
The Silence began to draw on their energy and River began firing at them as the Doctor pulled his sonic out to keep them back.
"I can't get her out!" Rory cried as he struggled with Amy's strapped.
"Go, just go!" she told him.
"We are not leaving without you!"
"Will you just get your stupid face out of here?!"
Rory stopped and looked at her, stunned.
"TARDIS. In. Quickly!" Star shouted, rushing over and cutting through her binds and they ran inside, River, the Doctor and Star covering them.
"Don't let them build to full power!" the Doctor told them.
"I know." River remarked, "there's a reason why im shooting, sweetie! What are you doing?"
"Helping."
"You've got a screwdriver. Go build a cabinet!"
"That's really rude!"
"Shut up and drive!"
"Shut up and stop flirting!" Star huffed as she stabbed a Silence where a heart should be, whether they had one or not.
The Doctor ran into the TARDIS before running back out again and dragging Star inside as she continued to kill the Silence. River spun around, killing all of the Silence. She finished in a crouch and slowly stood to see Star leaning at the doorway watching in awe.
River twirled her gun into its holster, "My old man didn't see that, did he? He gets ever so cross."
"Nice work," Star commented.
"So, what kind of doctor are you?" Rory peeked out behind Star.
"Archaeology." without looking back she fired at the remaining Silence. "Love a tomb." She entered the TARDIS leaving Star smirking after her and Rory flabbergast.
River pushed the Doctor away from the console as Star shut the doors and headed after her, helping her.
"You can let me fly it!" the Doctor huffed.
"Or we could go where we're supposed to." River argued.
Amy walked to Rory who stood by the door. Amy assuring him that even those she said 'he dropped out of the sky' she meant him, not the Doctor and she pulled him into a kiss.
~.~
Back in the Oval office, which they had managed to get to with Star and River piloting, the Doctor pouting form the jump seat, Nixon shook the Doctors hand. "So we're safe again."
"Safe?" the Doctor scoffed, "no, of course you're not safe. There's a billion other things out there, waiting to burn your whole world. But if you want to pretend you're safe, just so you can sleep at night, ok, you're safe. But you're not really." He turned to Canton, "Canton. Till the next one, eh?" they shook hands.
"Looking forward to it." Canton grinned.
Star turned to Nixon, "Canton just wants to get married. Helluva reason to kick him out of the FBI."
"Im sure something can be arranged." Nixon agreed.
"Im counting on it."
"Er…Doctor, Star, Canton here tells me you're…from the future. Hardly seems possible, but I was wondering…"
"Should warn you," the Doctor cut him off, "We don't answer a lot of questions."
"But im a President at the beginning of his time. Dare I ask? Will I be remembered?"
"Oh, Dickie. Tricky Dickie. They're never going to forget you." they headed to the TARDIS, "Say hi to David Frost for me."
"David Frost?"
The TARDIS dematerialised.
~.~
In Stormcage, the Doctor and Star dropped River off back in her cell.
"You could come with us." Star offered.
"I escape often enough, thank you." River commented, "And I have a promise to live up to you'll understand, soon enough."
"Ok," the Doctor shrugged, "up to you." they headed back to the TARDIS, "see you next time."
"Call us." Star called.
"What, that's it?" River laughed, "What the matter with you both?"
"Are we forgetting something?"
"Oh, shut up." She pulled the both into a hug.
Star squirmed on contact, "Let me go!" she fidgeted her way out of the hug and River eventually let go.
"What wrong?" she looked between them, something wasn't right about that hug, "You're acting like we've never done that before."
"We haven't." the Doctor admitted.
"We haven't?" that would explain why Star squirmed away.
"That was nice." Star lied, trying to comfort the woman, feeling bad, "unexpected, but nice. First time for everything." They entered the TARDIS, Star just making out River whispering.
"And a last."
"Rory, im going to need thermo couplings," the Doctor called to him, "the green ones and the blue ones."
"Ok," Rory nodded, "hold on." He headed off.
"So."
"So?" Amy frowned.
"You're ok?"
"Fine. Heads a bit weird. There's lots of stuff I can't quite remember."
"After effect of the Silence," Star waved her of, "natural enough. That not what he means. You said you were pregnant."
"Yes."
"Why?" the Doctor asked.
"Because I was. I thought I was. Turns out I wasn't."
"No. why did you tell us"
"you're my friend. My best friend."
"Im not." Star said.
"But you were there."
"Touché. Have you told Rory?"
"No." she admitted to them.
"Amy, why tell us and not Rory?" the Doctor wondered.
"Why do you think? I travelled with you in this TARDIS for so long. All that time. If I was pregnant for some of it, wouldn't it have ha an effect? I don't want to tell Rory, this baby might have three heads or like a time head of something?"
"A time head?" Star raised her eyebrows.
"I don't know, but what if it had one."
"A time head?" the Doctor repeated.
"Shut up, all right!" they laughed, "Oi! Stupid face."
Rory re-entered the console room, "Er, yeah. Hello." He tried to cover up the fact that he was eavesdropping.
"Taking that away from you, if you're going to listen in all the time."
"Ok, that's a fair point. But you should've told me that you thought you were pregnant. Im a nurse, im good with pregnancy."
"Not, as it turned out, that good. So can you stop being stupid?" she hugged him.
"Er, no." he grinned, "Never. Im never, ever going to stop being stupid!"
"So, this little girl," the Doctor ran up to the console, "it's all about her. Who was she? Or we could just go off and have some adventures. Anyone in the mood for adventures. I am. You only live once."
"Technically, we live 13 times." Star corrected.
"Smarty pants." He muttered.
"Excuse me?"
His grinned faltered slightly as he looked at the screen. Star, seeing this looked as well to see the TARDIS performing a full body scan on Amy, the results of her pregnancy switching between positive and negative.