The Doctor's head pounded as he stumbled to the TARDIS console. His hearts were hammering wildly as he scurried around pressing buttons. He heard the shouts of the Cybermen through the TARDIS doors, commanding for him to be deleted. He cursed the TARDIS for being so loud… and magnificent. He typed some coordinates into the console, and was thrown back as the TARDIS took off in flight. The Cybermen's noise faded away as he made his escape. The TARDIS landed with a shudder.
"Well then…." He muttered, pulling himself to his feet. "Where am I?" He flicked a switch, and words appeared on the screen. Well, he thought they were words. His head was still spinning from when he hit it, so for all he knew at the moment, the screen could be showing him pictures of Midnight… he shuddered, remembering the awful shuttle and the murderous entity on it. Now he hates repeats.
He gave his head a moment to clear up. After a couple minutes, he could read, but his head still throbbed a bit.
"Thursday, the 8th of June, 2014…" he read. "Hartford, Connecticut?" This is where the Cybermen were. He pressed some buttons, and a new number popped up. "9 miles…" The Doctor muttered. He was 9 miles away from the Cybermen. He pressed some buttons and set some coordinates. "Allons-y!" he shouted, pulling a lever. The TARDIS groaned. The Doctor slapped the console. The TARDIS wasn't going anywhere. "Fine! I'll get a cab." He snapped, pushing out the TARDIS doors. He walked right into a wall. That didn't help his head.
The Doctor set himself right and hurried around the corner of the building. Cars whizzed past him. With his fingers in his mouth, he let out a long, low whistle. A cab skidded to a stop.
"How can I help you?" the man asked in an American accent, rolling down his window. The Doctor pulled out of his pocket 30 pounds that Donna gave him.
"Do you take this?" He asked, holding it out. The cabby stared at the money.
"You're kidding right?" he said. Then he realized that he wasn't kidding. He shrugged. "No can do, sir. You need some American dollars." With that, the man rolled up his window, and drove away.
The Doctor groaned.
"Guys! Hurry up!" came a voice from nearby. "Get the car ready! We're gonna miss my birthday party!" The Doctor spun around, spotting the shouting.
An American teenager, holding a phone, stood twenty feet away. Slipping the pounds back into his pocket, the Doctor hurried over to her. She looked up to him, her long brown hair falling over her shoulders.
"Hello," the Doctor said quickly. "Any chance I could borrow some cab fare?" The girl, bewildered, took out her wallet.
"Sure…" she muttered, pulling out two bills. The Doctor took it.
"Happy birthday. I'll pay you back."
With that, he hurried off, leaving a bewildered birthday girl behind him. He hailed a cab. The cabby let him in without question and sped off into the streets.
"Hurry it up!" The Doctor cried. The cabby grunted in response, and sped onto the highway.

"River? Where's Amy?" Rory asked as she untied his bonds. The Doctor was already free, and was scanning the area with his Sonic Screwdriver, which River had recovered from a guard.
"I don't know. They took her in a separate direction from me." Rory was free, and he got to his feet.
"There are no Slurians about, but there is another signal nearby. And they're human!"
"Amy!" Rory cried. They hurried down the hall towards the prisoner.
"Amy!" Rory called. "Amy, where are you?" There was no reply. "Amy!"
"Help me!" came a shout. "Help me!" Rory stopped.
"That's not Amy." He said. River rolled her eyes.
"We've still got to help her," she said.
"Doctor!" The woman screamed. "Doctor!" River glanced at the Doctor.
"She knows you?" River asked. The Doctor didn't answer. He had a faraway look in his eye.
"Doctor?" Rory snapped his fingers in the Doctor's face. He didn't blink. He just stared off into the distance as if he was watching a Weeping Angel.
"Doctor!" River tried to get his attention. The woman screamed for help again when the Doctor finally spoke.
"How- how is she here?" He cried.
"Who?" River asked. "Doctor, who?"
The Doctor didn't answer. Without warning, he ran down the hall. River and Rory ran after him.
The woman's yelling got louder as they made turns.
"Oi!" The woman shouted. "Someone? Anyone!"
The Doctor skidded to a stop and used his Sonic Screwdriver to unlock the cell door. He opened it and stepped inside. The woman stared at him.
"Well?" she said. "Untie me please." The Doctor obeyed.
When she was free, she stood up.
"Well, what's your name, then?"
"Donna Noble." The Doctor said. Donna's eyebrows knitted together.
"I'm sorry?"
"It's been 200 years, and I never forgot your bossy voice." The Doctor said, pulling her into a hug.
"Oi! Get off me!" Donna cried, pushing the Doctor away. She glared at him. "Who the hell are you?"
"Doctor!" River shouted, skidding to a stop. "We've got company. Slurian guards!"

"You will rise." The Dalek commanded. Amy rose slowly, glancing at each one of the Daleks surrounding her. Their eyestalks seemed to zoom in on her, and followed her movements. She got to her feet, and then stared at the Dalek that seemed to be in control of the others. It stared back.
"You will follow." The Dalek stated, turning around. Amy glanced at each Dalek before hesitatingly following. The others followed her. Amy kept a quick pace as the Dalek lead her through the darkness, the light from its eyestalk lighting the way.
Her heart hammered so hard that she was sure that the Daleks could hear it. The Dalek behind her was so close that it felt as if its whisk-laser thing was pointed mere millimeters from her back. The Daleks lead her to the end of the tunnel, and then the lead Dalek turned to her.
"You will follow with no questions. Do not attempt to escape, or you will be exterminated." It told her.
Amy suddenly felt a little bit braver.
"No, I won't follow you." She said simply. The Dalek stared at her.
"You will follow."
"No I won't!" Amy snapped. "Not until I get some answers." She glanced at each one, before getting close to the leader. She stared into its eyestalk.
"I reckon you need me for something, so I don't think that you will kill me. Isn't that right?" G-d, she felt like the Doctor. She scanned the Daleks surrounding her. There were about 8 of them. She went on. "If I'm dead, then you won't have me. Without me, how are you gonna complete your plot. You need me for something." The Daleks remained silent. "So, you need me, and you can't kill me. So. Tell me where I am."
"You will follow." The Dalek commanded. Amy raised an eyebrow.
"Nope." She said, popping her lips as she sat, cross-legged on the ground. "Give me answers. Where am I?"
"You are under a factory in Russia, Earth. This is a metal factory. They construct metal products here." The Dalek answered after a moment. Amy nodded.
"Metal factory, Russia, Earth. Got it." Amy responded. "Where are you taking me?"
"To the boiler room." It said. Amy began to speak, but the Dalek cut her off. "No more questions. You will follow or be exterminated!"
"Exterminate!" The Daleks chanted.
"Exterminate!"
"Exterminate!"
"Ex-ter-min-ate!"
Amy felt all her courage leave her as she stood up.
"All right. I'm coming." She said as she reluctantly followed the Daleks through the door and up the stairs. As the Daleks began to levitate, Amy's pulse quickened. What happened in the boiler room? What was she getting into?
"Doctor, where are you?" Amy whispered.

She couldn't see. Everything was dark. She felt pain, as if her life was slipping away. Actually, she felt like it was. Her body felt like it was falling. Wind was whipping her hair around. She opened her eyes. She knew they were open, but she didn't see. Was she blind? Her body hit something. Pain erupted in her spine, and shot up and down her body. Her head hurt. It throbbed. She felt something warm ooze down her forehead. She tried to move her arm, but her shoulder was numb. Her breathing was shallow, and her heart worked overtime. As she felt herself slipping away, she heard a voice. Not one she recognized. It had an American accent. But that didn't make sense! Weren't she and the Doctor just in Russia? Weren't they dealing with Da- what were they called? She couldn't think. She felt herself drifting away. The voice said her name.
"Rose?" the voice said. It spoke again, but by that time, she couldn't hear anymore.

The cab ride would have felt like a long time, but it didn't. He was busy sonicing the whole time. As soon as the driver started the car, the Doctor took a pound out of his pocket, and scanned it.
"Come on," he whispered, as the Sonic did its scanning. "Come on!" he said it a bit louder this time.
"You alright?" the cabby asked, looking in the mirror. He saw the Sonic. "What's that?"
The Doctor ignored him. The cabby grunted.
"I thought British people were supposed to be pleasant." He muttered. "Excuse me."
The Sonic beeped, and the Doctor looked up excitedly. "Yes!" he exclaimed. "What?" he cried reading the Sonic. The cabby looked at him in the mirror.
"Weirdo…" he muttered. The Doctor stared at it.
"Well, she's on earth." He said.
"What the hell does that mean?" the cabby demanded. The Doctor glanced at him.
"I lost my friend… in the city…" he murmured. "I was tracking her."
"Well of course she's on earth." The driver said. "She didn't exactly fly away in a spaceship."
"No, she fell out of a spaceship." The Doctor corrected. The driver stared at him as the Doctor read his readings aloud.
"She's at the core of the planet! In 2346!" He looked up. "I'm not gonna be able to get to her without the TARDIS!" he cried. "I thought she wounded up near here, but it turned out she's a hundred miles below me in a different time! At least that is what it says when the Sonic tracked her DNA sample from the pounds."
The cabby stared at him as he drove the car.
"Are you on drugs?" he asked simply. The Doctor rolled his eyes.
"No, I'm perfectly sober." The driver stared at him as the Doctor muttered to himself. He murmured the word Cyberman, and the driver snapped.
"That's it!" he growled, speeding off the next exit. He turned a corner so sharply that the Doctor was nearly thrown out the window. The cabby stopped suddenly, and the Doctor was thrown forward. He rubbed his already throbbing head, which now throbbed even more. The driver didn't seem to care. He pressed a button, and the back doors unlocked.
"Get out!" the cabby commanded. The Doctor's eyes widened.
"Why?"
"I don't drive British nutters. Get out of my cab, and check yourself into a mental hospital!" The Doctor hurried out of the cab pocketing his money and Sonic Screwdriver. He stared at the cab as the driver pulled the door shut and drove off in a burst of smoke.
The Doctor coughed as the car drove around the corner and disappeared.
"The first cab ride I take in Connecticut and the cabby kicks me out. Blimey, Americans are rude." He sniffed, adjusting his tie. He felt his pockets and realized that all of the girl's bills were gone.
He saw the street sign, realizing where he was, and took off down the sidewalk.

"Who the hell are you?" she demanded. The man stared at her through the darkness. He didn't speak before another woman slid in front of the cell.
"Doctor!" she cried. "We have company! Slurian guards!"
"The Doctor? Where is he?!" Donna asked hopefully. The man who untied her opened his mouth but he was interrupted by another man appearing.
"Doctor! We need to get out of here!" he cried. "River's right! Slurian guards are coming."
Donna glanced around her.
"Where's the Doctor?!" she demanded. The man who untied her opened his mouth again.
"I'm the-" he groaned. "Oh, we don't have time for this!" he cried. "RUN!" He grabbed Donna's hand but she shook him off. The man groaned again, and hurried from the cell.
The woman reached for her and moved her forward.
"Come on." She told her, as they hurried after the men. Behind her, there was the sound of blasters firing, which made her heart hammer.
"Come on!" the man yelled, pulling out a device that looked suspiciously like the Doctor's strange gizmo, as they swung around the corner. There was a door there, which she pulled on.
"It's locked!" she cried. The strange man pushed her aside gently. There was a low buzz and a click.
"No it's not." The man said, pushing it open. The four hurried inside. The other man shut the door quickly, enveloping them in darkness. The buzz sounded again, and there was a click. There was a small noise which must have been the man moving away from the door. After a moment, Donna spoke.
"What, are we going to just sit here?" Donna asked. "In the dark?"
"Good point." The strange man said. After a moment, there was a snapping noise, and something began to glow green.
Soon, something in the strange man's face lit up green.
"A glow stick?" Donna asked.
"Yep," the strange man said. He pulled something out of his pocket. "I've got enough for everyone." Donna felt something being pressed into her hands.
"Crack it." she heard the woman whisper. As she did as she was told, she realized that something was bothering her. That woman sounded familiar… Donna realized that she hadn't gotten a proper look at her face yet.
There was a snapping sound next to her, and a glow stick began to glow. It illuminated the woman's face. Donna recognized her instantly.
"Oh my g-d!" she breathed. "River Song!"

The Doctor ran around the room, pressing buttons. The temperature had risen by about ten degrees since the last time he talked to Rose. After the clatter noise from her end, he had screamed her name into the communicator for five minutes before checking to see if the TARDIS had received her. To his dismay, she had not.
"I can't blow the place!" the Doctor realized. "Not if Rose is still inside! What do I do?"
"Doctor!" came an unearthly cry. "Doctor! Open doors!"
The Doctor groaned. "Why should I?" he yelled at the Daleks through the door.
"We have your companion! Open the doors or she will be exterminated!"
The Doctor's eyes widened. They have Rose? He pressed a button, and the Daleks appeared on a screen.
"Open the doors, Doctor, or she will be exterminated!" The Dalek's 'ears' lit up as it spoke, and it turned to point it's blaster at a young red headed girl that she had never seen before.
"Doctor?" she cried. She had a Scottish accent. "Where's the Doctor?" The Doctor stared at her.
"I'm the Doctor!" he said. Her eyebrows raised.
"You aren't the Doctor! For one thing, he has hair."
"Hey!" The Doctor snapped rubbing his head. "I've got hair!"
"Enough!" The Dalek cried. "Open the doors or she will be exterminated."
"Help me!" The red head cried as the Dalek turned to her. The Doctor glanced around the room, trying to figure out what to do. No materials. Just some button that will implode the place. Suddenly, he had an idea.
"Doctor! Help me!"
"I am the Doctor!" he yelled behind him as he pulled a lever. He took out his Sonic Screwdriver and scanned the controls. "If I wasn't the Doctor, could I do this?" He pressed the button, as glanced back at the screen. The girl started fading in and out.
"What is this?" the Dalek demanded.
"What's happening?" the girl cried. She suddenly faded away completely, and was gone, as if she had never been there at all. The Daleks glanced around, panicked, as they tried to locate her.
The Doctor pressed a button, and suddenly, the girl materialized next to her. She stumbled as she became solid again.
"Doctor!" the Dalek yelled. "What is this?"
"Me being the Doctor," the Doctor replied. "Now then, where is Rose Tyler?"
"Who?" the girl asked, sounding relieved that she was away from the Daleks. The Doctor ignored her.
"Where is Rose Tyler?" The Doctor demanded again. The Dalek glanced upwards towards them.
"Rose Tyler was discovered on the roof by some Daleks. She attempted to escape. Rose Tyler is deceased." It trilled. "She has been exterminated!"