"Cold," Arthur mumbled as he clutched his pyjamas, looking at the dark scenery of the sky and the noisy car echoing the street. Several people keep giving him a weird look, which he supposed is bound to happen, as a 11 years old boy just roaming in the street at night in Manhattan without his parents. Not to mention, his too modern outfit in the year of 1938 (he knows the year from the newspaper he found in the trash bin).
He stops in a small apartment not far from Central Park, trying to stay in the light so he can calm down. Dark places still scare him to the death.
"'Melody Malone'," he read the names of the residents. His visions tell him that he should be go to her. At least, the one before he comes here. "Here goes nothing," he mumbled before pressing the bell.
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"'New York growled at my window, but I was ready for it. My stocking seams were straight, my lipstick was combat-ready,'" the Doctor read the book he had just got as Delaney sews a new scarf, Amy reads a newspaper, and Rory and Claudia playing jigsaw puzzle. "'and I was packing cleavage that could fell an ox at 20 feet.'"
"Doctor, you're doing it again," Amy chastised him.
"I'm reading!"
"Out loud," Delaney huffed. "It's distracting."
The Doctor turns around and glares at Amy. "There's something different about you, isn't there?"
"What's the book?" Rory asked, still focused with the jigsaw.
"Melody Malone. She's a private detective in old-town New York."
"She's got ice in her heart," Amy recited.
"A kiss on her lips," Delaney added.
"And a vulnerable side she keeps well-hidden," Claudia finished with a kiss on the air. "You know, you should stop reading it out loud. This isn't a bedtime story."
"Not to mention, went 'Yowzah'," Amy commented.
"You know, only you could fancy someone in a book," Rory pointed out.
"Oh, several readers will say otherwise, Rory," Delaney shook her head. "Let me see the cover."
"No. No. I'm busy," the Doctor hides the book, then looks at Amy. "It's your hair." He sniffs her. "Is it your hair?"
"Oh, shut up. It's the glasses. I'm wearing reading glasses now. On my nose. See?" She shows him her reading glasses. "There you go."
"I don't like them. They make your eyes look all liney," he remarked, lifts up the glasses and stares at her before looking away. "No, actually. Sorry." He drops the glasses. "They're fine. Carry on."
"I'm thirsty," Claudia said, standing up. "Anyone some coffee?"
"That would be great, dear," Delaney smiles as she keeps sewing the scarf.
"I'll accompany you," Rory volunteered.
"Rory," Amy called. "Do I have noticeable lines on my eyes now?"
"Yes," the Doctor said while Rory says, "No."
"You didn't look."
"I noticed them earlier. Didn't notice them. I specifically remember not noticing them."
"You walk among fire pits, centurion."
"Do I have to come over there?" He asked, and walked over to his wife.
"You can, if you like," Amy teased.
"Well, we have three companies."
"I'll get a babysitter."
"Oh! Do you know, it is so humiliating when you do that," the Doctor winced as they both kissed while Claudia snorted.
"Coffee?" Rory asked her again.
"Coffee," Amy said with giggles.
"Can I have a go?" The Doctor asks after Rory and Claudia leave, takes her glasses and puts them on. "Oh!" He holds the book out then brings it close. "Actually, that is much better. That is exciting."
"Keep reading, then," Delaney suggested.
"I thought you didn't like my reading aloud."
"Shut up and read me a story. Just don't go 'Yowzah!'" Amy remarked as she and the Doctor laughed. She frowns when the Doctor rips out the last page. "Why did you do that?"
"Oh, I always rip out the last page of a book. Then it doesn't have to end. I hate endings!" He answers, puts the page in the basket and continues to read. "'As I crossed the street, I saw the thin guy and the young girl, but they didn't see me nor my client.'"
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Rory and Claudia hold five coffees—Claudia carries two, Rory carries three—as they enter the park at the corner of Central Park South and Fifth Avenue, by the Plaza Hotel. They cross through the park and arrive by the Bethesda Fountain.
On the base of the fountain, Claudia notices the cherubs, but quickly focuses walking past the fountain towards the underpass. There is the sound of childish giggling and scampering.
They both turn around. "Maybe we should…"
"Yeah," Claudia nods as they hurriedly enter the underpass. But the moment they are inside, they notice a sudden shift, as if they had been teleporting. "Let's just run," she suggested as they both got out of the underpass, realising the sky was turning dark as night. "What the…"
Rory turns around, finding himself staring at two people. A woman with grey fedora and a grey trench coat, holding a young boy with dark brown vest, a white shirt, and black pants. "What are you doing here?" He asked them.
"We can ask the same," Arthur replied.
"We just went to get coffee for the Doctor, Amy, and Delaney."
"Hello River, hello Arthur," Claudia greeted.
"Hello, Dad. Hello, Clau," River replied.
"Where are we? How the hell did we get here?" Rory looked around.
"I haven't the faintest idea. But you'll probably want to put your hands up."
Rory and Claudia turn around and see a man aiming two guns at them. Rory drops the coffee and raises his hands, while Claudia grips her sonic pen, ready to use it if he fires his guns at them.
Another man appears behind River and Arthur. "Melody Malone?"
Rory over his shoulder. "You're Melody?!"
A car brakes to a halt between them. "Get in," the man ordered.
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Amy, Delaney, and the Doctor cross Broadway in hurry.
"What's River and Arthur doing in a book?" Amy asked. "What's Rory and Claudia doing in a book?"
"They went to get coffee," Delaney answered. "Something must happen between that."
The three of them walk along the bank of the East River by the Brooklyn Bridge towards the Tardis. "I don't know! We're in New York!" The Doctor shouted, panicking that Claudia, Rory, Arthur, and River are in the past. This can't be happening. Not after everything they went through together.
Delaney sets the controls as she looks at the book. "Where did you get that book?"
"It was in my jacket," the Doctor responded, checking the console.
"How did it get there?" Amy frowns.
"How does anything get there? I've given up asking. Date. Date. Does she mention a date? When is this happening?"
"April 3, 1938."
Amy and the Doctor glances at Delaney, who looks more scared than ever. "Tell me I'm wrong," she begged.
The ginger flips the book, gasping when the date is exactly as she said. "How?"
The brunette woman slouches as she cries. "Oh my words," she muttered in despair. "This is the day."
"Delaney, you scared me," the Doctor grips her shoulder, forcing her to look at him. "What happened on April 3, 1938? What did Arthur say to you?"
"Nothing."
"Don't you lie to me, Delaney Victoria Redwood! This is concerning your daughter, my son, and Amy's husband! He must tell you!"
"That's just what he told me," she repeated angrily. "He told me to do nothing. Nothing, Doctor. Nothing, except letting it happen."
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"You two didn't come here in the Tardis, obviously," River answered Rory's question as the car moved.
"Why?" He frowns.
"New York's full of time distortions for the past 3 years. It'd be impossible to land the Tardis here," Arthur added. "Even when I arrived here, my body went stiff. As if this time and place makes me stuck."
"So how did you get here?" Claudia asked, glancing at their captors.
"Vortex manipulator," River shared, showing her wrist. "Less bulky than a Tardis. A motorbike through traffic. You two?"
"I'm not sure," Rory shook his head.
"It must be the Weeping Angels," Claudia guessed, recalling the story her mother shared in Messaline, of the Weeping Angels. "Mum encountered it once. Got stuck in 1969 for 5 months."
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"Of course," Delaney muttered after Amy read it aloud. Both are standing on a cemetary, where the Empire State Building can be seen. "They take you back in time, far from your future, and let you live to death."
The Doctor uses a fire extinguisher on the Tardis as Amy reads the content. "Well, we've got a time machine. We can just go and get them," Amy concluded.
"Well, tried that, if you've noticed, and we are back where we started, in 2012!" The Doctor remarked.
"We didn't start in a graveyard. What are we doing here?"
"Don't know. Probably causally linked, somehow. Doesn't matter."
Somehow that doesn't assure Delaney at all. "Extractor fans on!" The woman yelled, commanding the Tardis.
"Well, we're going to get there, somehow. We're in the rest of the book," Amy informed.
"In what?"
"Page 43. You're going to break something."
"He's what?" Delaney frowns.
"'Why do you have to break mine?' I asked the Doctor. He frowned and said, 'Because Amy read it in a book and, now, I have no choice.'"
The brunette takes the book by force. "Are you out of your mind?!" She snapped. "You can't do that! Ever!"
"But we've already been reading it," Amy reminded her, scared by Delaney's sudden outburst.
"Just the stuff that's happening now, in parallel with us," the Doctor clarified. "That's as far as we go."
"It could help us find Rory. Find Claudia and Arthur."
"And if you read ahead and find that Rory dies? Find that Claudia dies? This isn't any old future, Amy, it's ours. Once we know what's coming, it's fixed. I'm going to break something because you told me that I'm going to do it. No choice now."
"Time can be rewritten," Amy insisted.
"Not always," Delaney reminded Amy as she took Amy and the Doctor back inside the blue box. "And Future Arthur had warned me to never alter whatever happened in 1938. We're at big risk, Amy. We can't ever make it bigger."
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Rory, Arthur, River, and Claudia are dragged into the house by the two men. They stop at the foot of the stairs. River and Claudia sees a large Chinese vase on a stand bearing writing.
"Early Qin Dynasty?" Claudia guessed.
"Correct," someone confirmed. They all look up and see a man with grey hairs standing on the first floor landing as he steps down the stairs. "Early Qin, just as you say. You're a very well-informed, strange girl." He glances at River. "Are you an archaeologist as well as a detective?"
"And you're very afraid. That's an awful lot of locks for one door," River remarked.
Arthur takes a glance on the front door, where he can see four locks on the front door.
Rory's looks at all the Chinese porcelain. "River, I'm translating."
"It's a gift of the Tardis. It hangs around."
"These two," Grayle talked to two of his men. "Put them somewhere uncomfortable."
"You take the boy, I'll break your nose," Claudia seethed as one of them read to grab Arthur.
"If any of these two resist, shoot the boy," he ordered.
"You don't need to drag them," River insisted as one of the men grabs Rory, shielding Arthur away from Grayle. "They can help."
"Then that's more reason to take him away. Resist more, and I'll make sure this man and boy will suffer more."
"Don't!" Rory yelled as one of the men managed to grab Arthur by force, no matter how much he yelled and kicked around. "He's just a child! Let him go!"
"With the babies, sir?" One of them asked Grayle, gripping Arthur's wrist way harder.
"Yes. Why not? Give them to the babies."
"Give them back!" Claudia shouted as they pulledRory and Arthur from the room.
"Be quiet," he snapped at her, glaring at River. "Do as I told, or else."
River simply gives him a snarky smile, her eyes flickering with unfathomable rage that she must resist, or she'll end up killing him rather quickly.
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The door opens and in the light Arthur can briefly see an ornate chandelier hanging from the ceiling. Plaster is peeling from the walls showing brick underneath. The two men throw Rory and Arthur down the stairs.
"The lights are out. You'll last longer with these," one of them throws Rory a box of matches.
"What do you care?" Rory asked.
"It's funnier," he scoffed before they shut the door behind him, leaving Rory and Arthur in the dark. Arthur's breath starts to get heavier as the brunette quickly tries to grip a torch from his backpack.
There's a childish giggling and scraping sound.
"Hello?" Rory asked, holding Arthur closer as the boy used the torch.
"I'm scared," the boy whispered, trying to take a slow, deep breath that seems impossible to do.
The torch slowly flickers. "Switch off," Rory suggested as he lit a match. They around as they hear more giggling and scampering. "Hello, is someone there?" He asked again.
They walk forward very slowly and see 3 cherub statues lying on the floor. Arthur shudders as the match goes out and in the dark, there is more scampering. Rory slowly backed down with Arthur while lit another match and now there are 4 cherub statues poised to attack them.
"Arthur, switch on the torch," he suggested as Arthur complied. "Go to the stairs and stay there. Keep using the light. Shout if you need."
"Rory?"
"I'll be fine, I promised!" He insisted. "Go. Quickly!"
Arthur nods and runs into the stairs, using the light to guide him while keeping himself aware of his surroundings.
The light suddenly went down. Rory quickly lights another and the cherubs have now moved towards them in an attempt to block him from the stairs as one ready to get Arthur. Rory keeps his back against the wall at the base of the stairs as his match goes out. "Come on! Come on!"
"Rory?!" Arthur called, panicking.
"Don't come down!" He yelled, lit the match before slowly turning his head to the left. There is a cupid there and the light suddenly gone.
"Rory? Rory?!" He shouted at the dark room, very afraid now that he's alone. He quickly went to the door and bangs it. "Someone, please help me! Help me!" He cries.
The light on his torch suddenly went down. Arthur claps the torch and the moment it switches back on, several cherubs are already climbing stairs, ready to take him away.
"Get back!" He yelled at the small statues, trying not to blink, trying not to think of his kidnappers since he's in a dark place. "Just stay back!"
"Aren't you afraid, boy?" A voice mocked him. Arthur notices it as his own. They use his voice. "Poor little Arthur Jonas. Nobody ever helps you. No matter how much you shout, you are always alone."
"Shut up!"
"Go on. Deny all you want. Nobody will rescue you. You stuck with us, as long as we need. Just like the Silence always watching you everywhere."
He feels trapped, suffocated. No matter how much he tries to remove it, he's still stuck, forced to move like a puppet, always being watched, no matter how much he calls for help, no matter how much he cries.
Arthur bangs the door again. Nothing. The torch went down again and the cherubs were already close to his feet. If he can't get out now, they'll take him away.
"Tick tock goes the clock, the cradle now be rocked. Tick tock, goes the clock, even for the Doctor," they sang.
Just as the torch switches off, the door suddenly opens, causing Arthur to fall down as he looks up, finding Amy and Claudia looking at him.
"Arthur, where's Rory?" Amy asks as she helps him sitting down, realising how shaken he looks.
"They took him!" He pointed at the cherubs. "Rory…Rory tried to protect me from it. I don't know where they send him. I'm, I'm sorry."
"It's okay. We can find him," Claudia asserted, caressing his tears away from his red eyes. "Let's gather first."
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Amy sits on the bottom steps with Claudia as the Doctor's taking Arthur's hand, pacing around while also distracting Arthur from remembering what he had experienced.
"So is this what's going to happen?" Amy looks around. "We just keep chasing him back in time and they keep pulling him further back."
River comes out of the study with her trench coat back on. She reads from her handheld tablet. But Arthur frowns how River keeps her right arm hanging at her side. "He isn't back in time. I'm reading a displacement, but there are no temporal markers. He's been moved in space, not in time, and it's not that far from here, by the look of it."
"You got out," thr Doctor said, relieved.
"So where is he?" Claudia asked.
Rory finds himself on a street. He looks around, puts his hands in his pockets and heads for the nearest building that says WINTER QUAY.
"Winter Quay," Arthur mumbled, starts to feel a disturbance in his stomach for some reason. As if, that vision he had, it hurt him way more than he usually had. "He's in Winter Quay!"
"Excellent, Sunny!" He beamed. "Come along Ponds, Redwoods." He gestures to them to go outside. "How did you get your wrist out without breaking it?" He asked River.
"You asked. I did. Problem?" River dared as they walked into the car.
"You just changed the future!"
As the Doctor takes the driver seat and Amy takes the passenger seat beside the Doctor, Arthur gently holds River's right arm, rubbing it so the pain will be gone quickly.
River smiles fondly as the regeneration energy from Arthur's heals her broken wrist. "Thank you," she whispered to his ear as they watched the view.
Unknown to them, the Doctor had watched the view behind with broken expression
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The car turns around the corner and brakes to a halt. Amy, Claudia, and Delaney climb out of the car while the Doctor, Arthur, and River are still inside. "Why would they send him here?" River asked, holding a handheld. "Why not zap him back in time, like they normally do?"
"We'll know that when we know what this place is," the Doctor responded as he got out of the car before River and Arthur followed.
"Winter Quay," Amy muttered as 6 of them entered the building and used the lift.
"Rory," Amy called as she walked out of the lift with Claudia and Delaney.
"He's close," River noted.
"Rory!" Claudia shouted as she, Amy, and Delaney walked into the hallway.
River, still using the tracker, stops short outside the apartment. "Doctor. Sunny. Look at this," she glances in front of them, where an Angel is smiling at them. "Why is it smiling?"
Arthur gasps as he sees the nameplate by the apartment door. It reads "R. Williams". "It's Rory's room," he muttered.
"Amy! Rory! Delaney! Claudia!" The Doctor yelled, and rushed into the apartment where Claudia hugs Rory. "Get out of here. Don't look at anything. Don't touch anything."
Behind them, Arthur and River enter, with River locking the apartment door.
They look into the bedroom. An old man is lying on the bed and reaches out with a gasp when he sees them.
"Who's that?" Amy asked.
"Amy!" He begged with a hoarse voice. "Amy, please."
The Doctor looks away as Amy slowly walks to the elderly man, while Claudia closes her mouth in shock, Delaney closes her eyes, and River holds Arthur's head away from the view.
"Amy," he called as Amytook his hand. "Please. Please."
Amy kneels beside him. The elderly man wheezes and pants as she looks at him. "Rory," she said, looking at her husband. "He's you."
Rory turns away, unable to comprehend what he's witnessing, closing his eyes as he hears his older self gasps and calling Amy one last time. "Someone, please, tell me what is going on," he pleaded, scared beyond anything he could ever imagine.
"I'm sorry, Rory," Delaney looks up, tears swelling up, "but you just died."
Rory gulps before turning around to watch Amy with his older self who had just passed away.
"This place is policed by Angels," the Doctor explained, realising that this is what Future Arthur meant by doing nothing. "Every time you try to escape, you get zapped back in time."
"So this place belongs to the Angels? They built it?" Amy guessed.
"Displacing someone back in time creates time energy," Delaney denoted. "That is what the Angels feed on. But, normally, it's just one time. If they could keep hold of their victims, feed off their time energy over and over again…"
"They can get more food sources," Claudia finished, shivering.
"This place is a farm, a battery farm. How many Angels in New York?" The Doctor asked.
"It's like they've taken over every statue in the city," Arthur answered grimly, realising that the Angels had somehow messing with his power, unable him to see more visions.
"Yeah, the Angels take Manhattan because they can. Because they've never had a food source like this one, the city that never sleeps."
They hear crashing footsteps outside.
"What was that?" Rory asked.
"I don't know, but I think they're coming for you," the Doctor concluded.
"What does that mean? What is going to happen to me? What is physically going to happen?"
"The Angels will come for you," he shared, sitting down. "They'll zap you back in time, to this very spot, 30-40 years ago, and you will live out the rest of your life in that room, until you die in that bed."
The crashing continues outside.
"And will Amy be there?" Rory asked again.
"No."
"How do you know?" Amy pondered.
"Because he was so pleased to see you again," Delaney replied solemnly, giving Amy a look of sorrow that the ginger immediately understand, knowing how this is what Delaney always see everytime she looks at her late boyfriend-slash-husband.
"Okay. Well, they haven't taken me yet," Rory pointed out, chuckling nervously. "What if I just run? What if I just get the hell out of here? Then that never happens."
"It's already happened, Rory. You've just witnessed your own future," the Doctor reminded him harshly. "And Future Arthur had warned Delaney about this. There's nothing we can do."
"But that's the advantage!" Claudia suddenly pointed out, figuring out a way to solve this. "If Rory got out, it would create a paradox!"
The crashing outside gets louder.
"What is that?" Amy frowns.
"This is the Angels' food source. The paradox poisons the well. It could kill them all," River agreed. "This whole place would literally unhappen."
"It would be almost impossible," the Doctor remarked.
"Loving the 'almost'."
He stands up. "But to create a paradox like that takes almost unimaginable power. What have we got? Eh? Tell me. Come on, what?"
Amy and Arthur go to stand by Rory and take his hand in their own hand. "I won't let them take him. That's what we got," Amy claimed.
The crashing becomes even louder. Rory joins the Doctor by the window. "Whatever that thing is, it's getting closer," Rory realised.
"Rory, even if you got out, you'd have to keep running for the rest of your life. They would be chasing you forever," the Doctor warned.
"Well, then, better get started," Arthur stated as he opens the door to reveal an Angel. "Run!"
Rory rubs the Doctor's arm in farewell before joining Amy and Arthur at the door and making a run for it. The Doctor and Claudia take out their sonic and head to the door, only to be stopped by two Angels. "River, I'm not sure this can work."
"Hush, now," Delaney nudges him as the four of them run out of the apartment, nearly running into two Angels blocking the hall. The lights go out again and the Angels are even closer.
The Doctor and Claudia quickly use the sonic screwdriver to keep the light on as they are surrounded by Angels. "I can't keep doing this," he told them.
"Any ideas?" Claudia asked.
"Yeah, the usual. Run."
They run.
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Rory and Arthur burst through the door and onto the roof. They look around for a way down before turning back. Amy follows and closes the door behind her. Her eyes follow them as she also looks at the statue.
"I always wanted to visit the Statue of Liberty. I guess she got impatient," Rory joked as he ran over to the edge, while Amy and Arthur were still looking.
"What? What is it? What?" Amy asked.
"Just keep your eyes on that!" He insisted.
"Is there a way down?" Arthur inquired.
"Uh...no. But there's a way out."
"What are you doing?" Amy asked. "Rory, what are you doing?" She turns. "Arthur, keep looking. Rory."
"What's going on?" Arthur asked, still looking.
"Stop it!" Amy begged. "You'll die."
"Yeah, twice. In the same building on the same night. Who else could do that?" Rory pointed out.
"Just come down, please."
"This is the right thing to do. This will work. If I die now, it's a paradox, right? The paradox will kill the Angels. Tell me I'm wrong. Go on, please, because I am really scared."
Amy says nothing,simply cries.
"Great. The one time you can't manage it," he muttered.
"Oh, God."
"Amy. I'm going to need a little help here."
"Just stop it!"
"No, just think it through. This will work. This will kill the Angels."
"It will kill you, too."
Tears start to come out of Arthur's eyes. But he kept looking at the statue. He can't break contact.
"Will it?! River said that this place would be erased from time, never exist," Rory reminded her. "If this place never existed, what did I fall off?"
"You think you'll just come back to life?" Amy argued.
"When don't I?!"
"Rory!"
"And, anyway, what else is there? Dying of old age downstairs, never seeing you again? Amy, please. If you love me, then trust me and push."
"I can't," Amy said after a moment.
"You have to!"
"Could you? If it was me, could you do it?"
"To save you… I could do anything."
After a while, no words were spoken between them. "Guys?" Arthur asked, scared.
"It's okay, Arthur," she assured him before speaking to Rory. "Prove it."
"No, I can't take you, too."
"You said we'd come back to life. 'Money where your mouth is' time."
"Amy!"
"Shut. Up. Together. Or not at all."
Arthur hears climbing footsteps onto the roof. "What the hell are you doing?!" The Doctor demanded.
"Changing the future. It's called marriage," Amy simply stated.
"Amy!" The Doctor yelled.
"Rory!" Delaney shouted.
Arthur's eyes widen as their surroundings start to shake. "What's happening?" The boy asked, finally brave enough to look at River.
"The paradox, it's working. The paradox is working!" The Doctor realises as Claudia and Delaney take Arthur's hand before the light gets brighter.
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"Amy! Rory!"
"Whoa!" Rory gasped as Arthur hugs him and Amy out of nowhere. "Where are we?"
"Back where we started!" The Doctor walks behind them. "You collapsed the timeline. The paradox worked. We all pinged back where we belong."
"What, in a graveyard?"
"This happened last time," Amy noticed. "Why always here?"
"Does it matter? We got lucky! We could've blown New York off the planet. I can't ever take the TARDIS back there. The timelines are too scrambled," he sighs in relief, "Oh, I could've lost you both," he quickly hugs them. "Oh. Don't ever do that again."
"What did we do? We fixed it. We solved the problem."
"I think he was talking to himself," Arthur clarified as the Doctor kissed three of them on the head and walked away. They laugh.
Claudia holds a bucket as Delaney wipes the Tardis. "You know, it could do with a repaint," the bluenette denoted.
"I've been busy," the Doctor huffed.
"Does the bulb on top need changing?" River asked, looking at it.
"Just changed it."
"So, Rory and Amy, then."
"Yes, I know. I know."
"I'm just saying, with Sunny, they're going to get terribly bored, hanging round here all day."
Amy and Rory walk over, holding each of Arthur's hands. "Next time, can we just go to the pub?" Rory suggested.
"I want to go to the pub right now. Are there videogames there? I love videogames. I can teach Sunny some tricks of Space Invaders."
"Right, family outing, then," Delaney smiles.
"Yay!" Arthur cheered, before frowns as everyone entered the Tardis, minus he, Rory, and Amy. The boy looks at the gravestone that Rory's looking at.
"Amy! Come see this," Rory called her.
"What?" Amy slowly approaches them.
"There's a gravestone here for someone with the same name as me."
"What?"
"Yeah, it's weird," Arthur said, "it's almost as if—"
The brunette stops talking the moment he realises that he's not in the graveyard and the sky is dark. Arthur and Rory can only look at each other as a dreadful realisation hits them like a rock bottom.
They were sent back to the past.
And then, not far from the, Amy suddenly appears. "Oh my God!" She cried, running towards the confused Rory. "You're here! You're really, really here!"
"Amy?" Rory glances at Arthur, relieved but still lost. "What… How…?"
"I'll explain, I promised," she said, taking Rory and Arthur's hand in hers. "But, we need to find a place to rest first."
