Mickey leaned against the hard wall, tapping his foot impatiently. The sole of his shoe made a rather loud continuous clink sound that echoed in their small cell. The Doctor glared at him. Mickey threw a look back at him, which made the Doctor roll his eyes and look the other way. There was silence again as Mickey unconsciously stopped tapping his foot against the dirty floor.
The Doctor's eyes stared ahead without really seeing anything as thoughts whizzed through his mind. What did Mickey mean, she left? Was he really so bad that Rose would just leave? It didn't sound like she went back to Mickey, because Mickey married Martha. That was a good choice on Rose's part, the Doctor thought. I have no clue what she was doing dating an idiot like Mickey.
"Can't you do something to the screwdriver to make it do deadlocks?" Mickey asked, taking the Doctor away from his thoughts. "Cos it can do everything except deadlocks, right?"
"Actually it can't do wood," the Doctor murmured.
"Wood?" Mickey repeated. "Seriously? Wood? Out of everything it could have been unable to do, it can't do wood?" He scoffed. "How dumb is that?"
"Well you should sonic up a screwdriver and see how yours turns out," the Doctor snapped angrily. "But you're just an idiot. You know nothing about anything."
Mickey suddenly stood up to his full height, his face twisted in anger and hate.
"As if you can do anything!" Mickey snapped.
The Doctor threw him a look that suggested that Mickey had gone mental. "Are you kidding me? I can do anything I want. I can travel in time. I can fly an alien ship. I am the smartest man in the world—no—the universe!"
"Smartest?" scoffed Mickey. "More like the cockiest."
The Doctor opened his mouth to respond, but was interrupted by a rather loud tapping noise. The Doctor (who had his back to the door moments previously) spun around to look at the door, which, after a few seconds slowly swung open. The dimly lit cell was flooded with light from the corridor, which made the prisoners' eyes squint as they adjusted. There was suddenly a long shadow that slid into the cell, originating from the enemy outside.
"Crap," Mickey murmured.
"You will come with us," trilled the Dalek. More Daleks glided into view behind it. The Doctor raised an eyebrow.
"Where would you be taking us?" he asked coolly. The Dalek just stared in his direction without answering.
"You will come with us."
"Why should we?" challenged the Doctor. "Why should we follow you? Give me one good reason."
"Follow or be exterminated!"
"Uh, Doctor?" Mickey said. "Sounds like a pretty good reason to me." The Doctor rolled his eyes at the man, and with some reluctance, he stepped forward, Mickey following in suit.
"You will follow," the Dalek ordered.

"Amy, stop," Martha hissed, raising a hand and slowing her speed as they neared the end of the hall. Amy glanced at her as she did what she was told. Her fiery hair bounced slightly as she slowed to a stop.
"What is it?" she murmured, scanning the hallway, which was empty. "Do you hear a Dalek?"
Martha didn't answer; she just put a finger to her lips and took a cautious step forward. She placed her hand on the corner at the end of the hall, and took a sudden peek at what lay ahead, and then pulled backward to join Amy. Martha's eyes were wide with concern, which led Amy to believe she had seen someone(s) she knew.
"What did you see?" Amy asked. "The Doctor?"
"And Mickey," Martha confirmed.
"They escaped?" Amy asked. The way she asked it didn't suggest she was surprised. Hello? They were talking about the Doctor here. She would have been bewildered if he didn't escape. So when Martha shook her head, Amy's mouth dropped open.
"What do you mean?" she asked in a hushed whisper.
"I mean, I don't think they escaped," Martha said. "Because a bunch of Daleks are leading them down the corridor."
Amy's face fell. The hope that they could be reunited so they could figure out a plan was evaporating quickly.
Martha peeked around the corner again, and Amy did too. Sure enough, a group of Daleks were leading the two men down the hall and out of sight.
Amy groaned slightly, but stopped as Martha suddenly put her hand up.
"What?" she asked quietly.
Martha narrowed her eyes in concentration, and said, "Do you hear that?"
Amy began to say, "Hear what?" but stopped when she heard it.
She heard a continuous sound of footsteps tapping on the floor, but the hallway was empty.
"Is that a Dalek?" Amy asked, even though she knew the answer.
"I don't think Daleks make the sound of footsteps…" Martha murmured. "Should we run?"
Before Amy had a chance to answer, a sliding door next to them slid open, making them jump. Fortunately, no Dalek appeared.
A silver stick appeared through the door, with its end glowing red. The light turned off, and the footsteps resumed, and out walked—
"No way," Martha exclaimed. "How can you be here?"

Rory, Clara, Donna, and the Doctor followed River with caution as they weaved through the passages of halls. River, with her eyes narrowed in concentration as she tried to remember where she was going. She had escaped from the Silurians when they were going to take her to 'The Chamber', but they had taken her separately from Amy.
She silently cursed at herself. She should have gone after Amy. She should have searched for her mother. River proved that she could fight the Silurians off, so why hadn't she gone searching? River guessed she hadn't been thinking. She shook her head and focused all her energy on the task at hand. But she couldn't help feeling that if they couldn't find Amy, it would be her fault.
After a few minutes, River stopped in the middle of a corridor.
"This is where I escaped," she said. "I guess someone did some cleanup," she added, noting that the unconscious Silurian bodies were no longer there.
"And that was where I hid when I saw you escape," Clara said, pointing at a cupboard door with a narrow window. "Gave me a bit of a heart attack, too, ya know?" she added to River. River smiled a bit.
"Alright, so where was the last place you saw Amy," Rory asked.
"Er—"
"Quickly now," the Doctor urged. "The Silurians could be along at any time."
River pointed down the hall. "Around that corner," she said. "They took Amy down this hall and were gone before the idiots I was with took me here. They must have been some way away, because no Silurians appeared when I escaped."
"Er, guys—" Clara started to say.
"Did you hear anything else?" the Doctor urged.
River thought for a moment, before nodding. "Yes," she said. "I head a door opening."
"So the chamber must be close!" Donna said (she had never been so quiet for so long).
"Do you guys hear—"
"Yes!" Rory and the Doctor proclaimed, possibly a bit too loudly.
"Oh, nuts," Clara said. River suddenly noticed her looking in the direction behind her. She spun around and noticed for the first time, a group of over a dozen Silurians with Calcon in the front, pointing big guns at them.
"Well that isn't very good," River remarked, making the other three notice them for the first time.
"What are you waiting for?" Calcon roared. "Kill them!"
"RUN!" the Doctor yelled, and the group took off in the opposite direction as the shots started firing.
"This way!" Donna shouted, turning a corner. The four others dived into that corridor, avoiding the shots that have been fired.
"Get them!" Calcon screamed as the five raced towards a sliding door at the end of the hallway. Clara lunged for the handle and pulled.
"It's locked!" she cried.
"Out of the way!" said the Doctor as he whipped his Sonic out. He quickly unlocked the door. It slid open and everyone pushed in. Once in the room, he shut the door and locked it again. He jumped back as another door closed over it, then another, then another, and suddenly, they could no longer hear the people outside.
"There," he said. "I think were safe."
"Think again," Clara murmured backing into the wall looking out at the center of the room. The Doctor turned, and his mouth fell open. There were dim lights that illuminated the room, and they all could clearly see a large, deep hole that went down further than any of them thought possible. And between the wall and the hole was about five feet of a metal catwalk that stretched around the perimeter of the room, which was about twenty feet long and twenty feet wide. There was no escape from the room, except for the door which they came through.
Donna choked on her breath. She was clearly trying to hold back an angered scream. "Where the hell is this?" she muttered.
"We shouldn't stay in here," the Doctor said. "Because something tells me that this is where they were taking you and Amy, River."

The Cybermen struggled to restrain the Doctor as he pushed to get to the Upgrading chamber. The door slid shut, blocking a terrified Rose from his view as he screamed her name again.
"ROSE!" he yelled. "PLEASE, NO!"
And that was when the screaming started. Her voice range in his ears, echoing off the walls. He could still hear the roar of the machine working, making his hearts pound so hard, he thought they'd burst out of his chest. "ROSE!" he screamed again.
Her screaming could still be heard for a few minutes. They slowly faded out as the machine powered down.
"ROSE!" the Doctor shouted again. "ROSE! ROSE. Rose…" he finally stopped screaming when the door slid open once more, ready for a new person to upgrade, and Rose was gone.
"Rose," he whispered. His chest felt like it was full of air, weighing him down, crushing him under its weight.
He had promised to protect her, and she was dead. He lost her for a second time.
"It is your turn to be upgraded," said the Cyberman. It looked down on him from the top of the three steps leading to the upgrading chamber. The Cyberman guards' grip loosened on him and they pushed him forward. He stumbled up the steps and collapsed on the floor at the feet of the Cyberman who had pushed Rose into the machine. Slowly, he looked up at its face.
"Get into the chamber," it ordered. The room was silent, all the eyes of the prisoners were on him waiting to see what he'd do.
Slowly, very slowly, the Doctor got to his feet to look the Cyberman in the eye. It stared back, its eyes cold, empty, unfeeling.
"You killed her," the Doctor said dangerously quiet.
"Incorrect," contradicted the Cyberman. "She has been upgraded. She is better now."
"No," the Doctor said. "You took her and you murdered her." There was silence from the entire room. "And I won't let you get away with this."
"Incorrect," repeated the Cyberman. "We have already gotten away with this."
The Doctor's rage was beginning to boil over, and it was showing on his face. "I will kill you," he warned.
The Cyberman looked at him without saying anything.
"I swear," the Doctor thundered. "I'll kill you!"
"You will be upgraded," the Cyberman said. It grabbed the Doctor by his shoulders and pushed him towards the open chamber, ignoring his death threats.
The Doctor stumbled into the chamber, and the door slid quickly shut. He got to his feet and pounded on the door with his fists, screaming, "I KILL YOU!"
He didn't know why he was still shouting that. He knew he couldn't. He was about to die. How could he kill him?
The machine started to whirr to life as the Doctor kept screaming pointlessly at the Cybermen outside.
The blades lowered out of the ceiling along with other terrible tools used for upgrading. The Doctor stopped screaming death threats and ducked, narrowly avoiding the first swipe. He ducked again, and the second swipe grazed the top of his hair. The third swipe was aimed right at his face, and there was no escape from it. He closed his eyes tightly, and braced for it to come.
It never did.
He let out a yelp as the floor beneath him disappeared. Wind rushed in his ears for a second before he crashed onto the floor of the room below. Above him he could still see the blades trying to find the victim it was supposed to upgrade.
"What the hell?" the Doctor breathed getting to his feet.
"Scream," said a voice.
The Doctor turned to find himself face to face with Jack Harkness.
"Jack?" he exclaimed.
"Scream," Jack repeated. "Or they'll know something is wrong."
For a moment, the Doctor was too shocked to do anything. And suddenly, he opened his mouth, and screamed at the top of his lungs.
Jack put his fingers in his ears, but then took one out to make a 'keep going' motion. After a moment, he made a 'stop' signal with his hand, and the Doctor ceased the screaming. Sure enough, the blades retracted. Jack pressed a button on a nearby console, and the ceiling closed back up.
He heard the sliding door open once more, and he turned to Jack.
"Rose," he said. "Is Rose down here?"
He almost fell to the ground as arms enveloped him in a tight hug from the back. "I'm right here," Rose whispered. "And blimey, you're quiet the screamer."
The Doctor couldn't help but smile.

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Quick question; is it confusing when I switch the order of the "Check ins" with each story line like I did last chapter?