3RD POV:
Someone is using a proper old-fashioned manual typewriter. "New York. The city of a million stories. Half of them are true. The other half just haven't happened yet. Statues, the man said. Living statues that moved in the dark." Garner monologues.
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On the ground floor of a rich man's home. "So, will you take the case, Mister Garner?" Grayle asks.
"Sure. Why not?" Garner says.
"Because you don't believe me." Grayle tells him.
"For twenty-five dollars a day plus expenses, I'll believe any damn thing you like," Garner tells him.
"But you don't believe that statues can move. And you're right, Mister Garner. They can't. Of course they can't. When you're looking." Grayles tells him and across the street, in the rain, is a statue of a woman and child.
"Goodnight, Mister Grayle." Garner says and leaves. Grayle looks out of the window again, and the woman has vanished from the plinth across the road. "The address Grayle gave me was an apartment block near Battery Park. He said it was where the statues lived. I asked him why he didn't go look himself. He didn't answer. Grayle was the scariest guy I knew. If something scared him, I kinda wanted to shake its hand." He monologues.
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The building is smothered in statuary, including a Weeping Angel. A little girl looking out of a window covers her eyes, then peeks out and covers them again. The doors open for Garner and he goes inside. The Weeping Angel has removed her hands and is snarling. "Hello? Hello?" He calls out. The lift comes down for him. He steps inside and it goes up. The Angel is in the foyer. "What the?" Garner leaves the lift and goes along the red-carpeted corridor to 702, which has the nameplate S Garner. The door is unlocked and he goes inside. "Hello? Anyone home?" His hat and coat are hanging on the rack, and his PI's id is in the wallet. Older and more dog-eared, but the same one. Then he hears someone grunting. "Hello?" He looks at the old man in the bedroom. "Who are you?" He asks.
"They're coming for you. They're going to send you back." His older self tells him.
"Who's coming? Back where?" Garner asks him.
"In time. Back in time. I'm you. I'm you." Older him tells him. Garner leaves the apartment but is trapped between two Angels. There are more on the stairs below, so he runs to the roof. A giant snarling face is right behind him. Lady Liberty.
"You gotta be kiddin' me." He says.
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Frost's POV:
"Whoa, I'm an alien. I'm a legal alien. I'm an Englishman in New York." Sting Sings as we were Picnicking near the Duck Pond.
"New York growled at my window, but I was ready for it. My stocking seams were straight, my lipstick was combat ready, and I was packing cleavage that could fell an ox at twenty feet." The Doctor reads aloud.
"Doctor, you're doing it again." Amy tells him.
"I'm reading to Frost!" The Doctor whines.
"Aloud. Please could you not?" Amy asks him seeming to have missed the face he was reading to me ( cgi/set?id=220008393) not Angel as she was away visiting Reaper.
"There's something different about you, isn't there?" I ask her.
"What's the book?" Rory asks.
"Melody Smith. She's a private detective in old town New York." The Doctor answers.
"She's got ice in her heart and a kiss on her lips, and a vulnerable side she keeps well hidden." Amy quotes.
"Oh, you've read it?" I ask.
"He read it. Aloud. And then went yowzah!" Amy says.
"Only you could fancy someone in a book." Rory comments.
"I do not fancy her, I have Frost. I'm just reading it. I just like the cover. Reminds me of Frost." The Doctor says.
"Ooo, can we see the cover?" I ask.
"No, no, I'm busy. It's your hair! Is it your hair?" The Doctor asks changing the subject.
"Oh, shut up. It's the glasses. I'm wearing reading glasses now, on my nose, see? There you go." Amy tells him.
"I don't like them. They make your eyes look all liney. No, actually, sorry. They're fine. Carry on." The Doctor says.
"Okay, I'm going to go and get us some more coffee. Who wants more coffee? Me too. I'll go!" Rory says quickly.
"Rory, do I have noticeable lines on my eyes now?" Amy asks him.
"Yes." The Doctor answers.
"No." Rory answers.
"You didn't look." Amy warns him.
"I noticed them earlier. Didn't notice them. I specifically remember not noticing them." Rory tries saying.
"You walk among fire pits, Centurion," Amy tells him.
"Do I have to come over there?" Rory asks.
"You can if you like." Amy flirts.
"Well, we have company." Rory reminds her looking at both me and the Doctor.
"I'll get a babysitter." Amy jokes as they kiss.
"Oh, do you know, it is so humiliating when you do that." I joke and I wrap my arms around the Doctor's waist.
"Coffee?" Rory asks.
"Coffee." Amy agrees.
"Can I have a go?" The Doctor asks taking Amy's reading glasses. "Oh, actually, that is much better. That is exciting."
"Read to me," Amy asks him.
"I thought you didn't like my reading aloud." The Doctor tells her.
"Shut up, and read me a story. Just don't go yowzah." Amy tells him and the Doctor chuckles and tears out the last page of his book like always.
"Why did you do that?" Amy asks.
"He always rip out the last page of a book. Then it doesn't have to end. He hates endings." I tell her as he puts the page in the picnic basket.
"As I crossed the street, I saw the thin guy, but he didn't see me. I guess that's how it began." The Doctor reads. "I followed the skinny guy for two more blocks before he turned and I could ask exactly what he was doing here. He looked a little scared, so I gave him my best smile and my bluest eyes." Amy is playing Pooh sticks off the bridge.
"Beware the yowzah. Do not, at this point, yowz. Doctor? What did the skinny guy say?" Amy asks.
"He said, 'I just went to get coffees for the Doctor, Frost, and Amy. Hello, River, Reaper and Angel.'" The Doctor reads.
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Angel's POV:
"Hello, Dad." River smirks next to us.
"Where am I? How the hell did I get here?" Rory asks.
"I haven't the faintest idea, but you'll probably want to put your hands up," I tell him as a man behind him is pointing a gun straight at him. Rory puts his hands up. A big black man walks up behind us. ( cgi/set?id=220008987) ( cgi/set?id=220009479)
"Melody Smith, Robert Smith and Angel Smith?" He asks.
"You're Melody?" Rory asks as a limousine pulls up.
"Get in." He orders us.
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Frost's POV:
We race into the TARDIS. "What's River, Reaper and Angel doing in a book? What's Rory doing in a book?" Amy asks.
"He went to get coffee. Pay attention." The Doctor tells her.
"He went to get coffee and turned up in a book. How does that work?" Amy asks.
"I don't know. We're in New York!" The Doctor tells her as if that was the answer.
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Angel's POV:
"What is going on?" Rory asks as we ride off in the limo.
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Frost's POV:
We race into the TARDIS. "What's River, Reaper and Angel doing in a book? What's Rory doing in a book?" Amy asks.
"He went to get coffee. Pay attention." The Doctor tells her.
"He went to get coffee and turned up in a book. How does that work?" Amy asks.
"I don't know. We're in New York!" The Doctor tells her as if that was the answer.
"Where did you get this book?" Amy asks.
"It was in my jacket." The Doctor answers.
"How did it get there?" Amy asks.
"How does anything get there. I've given up asking. Date, date. Does she mention a date? When is this happening?" I ask her.
"Yes, hang on. Oh, April 3rd, 1938." Amy tells me.
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Angel's POV:
"You didn't come here in the Tardis, obviously." I tell him.
"Why?" Rory asks.
"Mum and Dad couldn't have," Reaper tells him.
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Frost's POV:
"Couldn't have? What does she mean? Couldn't have?" I ask.
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Angel's POV:
We pass Grand Central Station. "This city's full of time distortions. It'd be impossible to land the Tardis here. Like trying to land a plane in a blizzard. Even I couldn't do it." River tells him.
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Frost's POV:
"Even who couldn't do it?" I ask.
"Don't you two fall out, she's only in a book." Amy tells me.
"1938. Easy one." The Doctor says and the TARDIS starts freaking out with flashes and sparks coming from the console with the scanner reporting Temporal Distortions Detected, then No Signal.
"What was that?" Amy asks.
"1938. We just bounced off it." I tell her.
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Angel's POV:
"So how did you get here?" Rory asks.
"Vortex manipulator. Less bulky than a TARDIS. A motorbike through traffic. You?" Reaper asks him showing their wrists where they were. "Angel's been staying here a little longer." I glare at him, he knew why.
"I'm not sure." Rory answers.
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Frost's POV:
We land so the Doctor can put out the fires in the TARDIS. Nice view overlooking Manhattan. "The Weeping Angels?" Amy asks.
"It makes sense." I tell her.
"It makes what?" Amy asks.
"That's what happened to Rory. That's what the Angels do. It's their preferred form of attack. They zap you back in time, let you live to death." The Doctor tells her.
"Well, we've got a time machine. We can just go and get him." Amy says.
"Well, tried that, if you've noticed, and we are back where we started in 2012." I tell her.
"We didn't start in a graveyard. What are we doing here?" Amy asks.
"Don't know. Probably causally linked somehow. Doesn't matter. Extractor fans on!" I shout into the TARDIS.
"Well, we're going to get there somehow. We're in the rest of the book." Amy tells us.
"Doing what?" I ask her.
"Page 43, you're going to break something." Amy tells us.
"I'm what?" The Doctor asks.
"'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.'" Amy reads.
"Stop! No! No! Stop! You can't read ahead. You mustn't. And you can't do that." I tell her.
"But we've already been reading it." Amy argues.
"Just the stuff that's happening now, in parallel with us. That's as far as we go." The Doctor tells her.
"But it could help us find Rory." Amy argues.
"And if you read ahead and find that Rory 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." The Doctor tells her.
"Time can be rewritten." Amy argues.
"Not once you've read it. Once we know what's coming, it's written in stone." I tell her.
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Angel's POV:
River spots a china vase near us. "Ah. Early Qin dynasty, I'd say." River comments.
"Correct. Are you an archaeologist as well as a detective?" Grayle asks.
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Frost's POV:
"Okay, landing a plane in a timey wimey blizzard. I could push through, but if I'm out by a nanosecond, the engines will phase and I'll shatter the planet. I need landing lights." The Doctor tells us.
"Landing lights?" Amy asks.
"Yes, I need a signal to lock onto. What did she say? Early what dynasty?" I ask her putting in the coordinates.
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Angel's POV:
"Early Qin, just as you say. You're very well informed." Grayle says.
"And you're very afraid. That's an awful lot of locks for one door." Reaper comments looking at the door.
"Angel, I'm translating." Rory says as the Chinese characters resolve themselves into English for Rory.
"It's a gift of the TARDIS. It hangs around." I tell him.
"This one. Put him somewhere uncomfortable." Grayle orders.
"With the babies, sir?" The man from before asks his boss.
"Yes, why not? Give him to the babies." Grayle agrees as the men take Rory away.
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Frost's POV:
In a plate decorating workshop. "Ah, hello, yes." The Doctor greets as he flashes his psychic paper. "Special commission from the Emperor."
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Angel's POV:
As Grayle helps River off with her mackintosh, I spot the word Yowzah on one of the vases. I tug of Reaper's suit sleeve he turns to the vase as well gaining River's attention too. "Hello, sweetie. Let's see, crime boss with a collecting fetish. Whatever you don't let anyone else see has got to be your favourite. Or possibly your girlfriend." River says and she pulls the curtains to reveal a snarling Angel with manacles and chains on it.
"So, girlfriend, then." Reaper smirks as River starts tapping on her Vortex manipulator keypad.
"What are you doing?" Grayle asks.
"Oh, you know, texting a friend." River smiles.
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Frost's POV:
I see the word Yowzah comes up on the scanner. "Landing lights. We have a signal. Locking on." I tell them.
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Angel's POV:
"These things are all over, but people don't seem to notice. It never moves while you're looking." Grayle says.
"Oh, I know how they work." I comment.
"So I understand. Melody Smith, the detective who investigates Angels." Grayle says.
"Badly damaged." Reaper says walking closer.
"I wanted to know if it could feel pain." Grayle tells us.
"You realise it's screaming? The others can hear. Is that why you need all the locks?" I ask and Grayle turns out the lights briefly, and the Angel grabs River's wrist.
"You're going to tell me all about these creatures. And you're going to do it quickly." Grayle orders us and the lights go out again.
"The Angels are predators. They're deadly. What do you want with them?" Reaper asks him getting angry.
"I'm a collector. What collector could resist these? I'm only human." Grayle remarks.
"That's exactly what they're thinking." I tell him as all the lights go out.
"What's that? What's happening? Is it an earthquake?" Grayle asks frantic and the wheezing sound the TARDIS, and papers start blowing around. "What is it?"
"Oh, Mums gonna kill him. He could burn New York." We smirk.
"What does that mean?" Grayle asks.
It means, Mister Grayle, just you wait till my father and mother in law get home." River laughs as the TARDIS lands with a thud, knocking down Grayle and breaking the Chinese vase.
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Frost'S POV:
"Come on!" Amy shouts.
"Just a moment. Final checks." The Doctor says.
"Since when?" Amy asks as he checks his appearance in a brass plate that says - Type FD 12 Mk VII Rolls Royce Motors, Crewe, England. Idiot.
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Amy runs out and up the stairs. "Rory? Rory? Rory?" Amy shouts.
"Sorry I'm late, baby girl, Sonny boy, daugher in law. Traffic was hell. Shock. He'll be fine." The Doctor says looking at our children and River.
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"Not if I can get loose." River tells him.
"So where are we now, Doctor Song? How's prison?" I ask her.
"Oh, I was pardoned ages ago. And it's Professor Song to you." River tells us.
"Pardoned?" The Doctor asks.
"Mmm. Turns out the people she killed never existed in the first place. Apparently, there's no record of them. It's almost as if someone's gone around deleting themselves from every database in the universe." Reaper says sarcastically.
"You said we got too big." I joke.
"And now no one's ever heard of you. Didn't you used to be somebody?" River asks.
"Weren't you the woman who killed the Doctor?" I ask her.
"Doctor who?" River jokes.
"She's holding you very tight." The Doctor comments.
"At least she didn't send her back in time." Angel says.
"I doubt she's strong enough." I answer.
"Well, I need a hand back, so which is it going to be? Are you going to break my wrist or hers? Oh, no. Really? Why do you have to break mine?" River asks.
"Because Amy read it in a book, and now I have no choice." The Doctor whines as Amy stands in the doorway.
"You see?" I ask her.
"What book?" Angel asks.
"River's book. Which you haven't written yet, so we can't read." I tell her showing the book to her.
"I see. I don't like the cover much." RIver comments.
"But if River's going to write that book, she'd make it useful, yeah?" Amy asks.
"I'll certainly try. But we can't read ahead, it's too dangerous." River says.
"I know, but there must be something we can look at." Amy asks.
"What, a page of handy hints, previews, spoiler free?" Reaper asks.
"Chapter titles." Amy says and I open the book and scans the page of chapter titles - Chapter 9, Calling the Doctor, Chapter 10, The Roman in the Cellar, Chapter 11, Death at Winter Quay.
"He's in the cellar." I tell her.
"Gimme!" Amy shouts and the Doctor throws his sonic to Amy, kisses River on the cheek and starts to leave.
"Frost? Frost, what is it? What's wrong? Tell me. Frost? Frost, what is it, tell me." River asks and I see Angel and Reaper looking at me, as I read the title of Chapter 12 - Amelia's Last Farewell.
"Okay, I know that face. Calm down. Calm down! Talk to me. Mum!" Reaper says looking at me getting closer.
"No! Get your wrist out. You get your wrist out without breaking it!" I tell her.
"How?" RIver asks.
"I don't know. Just do it. Change the future!" I shout.
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"Rory?" Amy asks.
"No! They're Angels. Baby Angels." The Doctor tells her.
"Did they get Rory? Where is he? Did they take him?" Amy asks frantically.
"Yes, I think so, yes." The Doctor says and we run back up the stairs.
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"So, is this what's going to happen? We just keep chasing him and they keep pulling him further back?" Amy asks.
"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." River says.
"You got out." I say.
"So, where is he?" Amy asks.
"Well, come on, come on, come on, where is he?" Angel asks.
"If it was that easy, I'd get you to do it." River jokes.
"How did you get your wrist out without breaking it?" I ask her.
"You asked, she did. Problem?" Reaper asks looking aggressive.
"You just changed the future." I tell her.
"It's called marriage, honey. Now, hush, I'm working." River says and I look to see her right arm is just hanging by her side. She broke it. That's why Reaper was angry.
"She's good, have you noticed? Really, really good." The Doctor says.
"Ah, wherever it is, it's within a few blocks. There's a car out front. Shall we steal it?" River asks.
"Show me!" I shout grabbing her hand and RIver gasps in pain. Knew it. It was broken.
"Okay, when all those numbers on both units go to zero, that's when we've got a lock, okay? It's how we find Rory." The Doctor says.
"Got it." Amy says.
"Why did you lie to us?" I ask her.
"When one's in love with an ageless god, one does one's best to hide the damage." River says looking at Reaper and he looks down ashamed of himself.
"It must hurt. Come here." Reaper tells her taking her hand in his.
"Yes. The wrist is pretty bad too." River smiles and Reaper transfers his regeneration energy to River's hand.
"No. No. No, stop that. Stop that. Stop it!" River shouts at him.
"There you go. How's that?" Reaper asks her and he kisses River's hand.
"Well, let's see, shall we?" River asks and slaps him hard across the face. "That was a stupid waste of regeneration energy. Nothing is gained by you being a sentimental idiot." She tells him.
"River.." Reaper tries saying.
"No, you embarrass me." River tells him.
"River!" Reaper shouts after her as she walks outside.
"Tell you what. Stick to the science part." Amy comments looking at Reaper and he looks at her then us and walks out after River.
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"Okay, why did you lie?" Amy asks River.
"Never let him see the damage. And never, ever let him see you age. He doesn't like endings." She tells her.
"Much like his father in that aspect." I comment.
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There is a beeping. "There you are." The Doctor cheers.
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"Got it. He's at a place called Winter Quay. The car, yes? Let's go." The Doctor says and we drive off.
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"Why would they send him here? Why not zap him back in time, like they normally do?" River asks.
"We'll know that when we know what this place is." I tell her.
"Winter Quay." Amy says.
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Angel's POV:
We arrived at the apartment building and I saw Fenton ( cgi/set?id=220009810) outside. I rush outside to greet him. "What are you doing here?" I ask him.
"I heard there was a disturbance in the building and went to check it out." Fenton tells me.
"Oh I see, well want to come with us?" I ask him.
"Who is this?" My parents ask, I turn to see them both right behind us.
"I'm Fenton Spencer, I'm a Detective here, you must be Frost and the Doctor." Fenton says holding out his hand to shake.
"That's right but how would you know that, what do you know?" Mum asks him.
"He knows everything, he's my boyfriend." I tell her and Dad looks at Fenton with a glare.
"Well, shall we go to wherever it is we're going so we can save Rory." Amy tries changing the situation.
"RIght." My parents say together and we go inside the building.
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We go up in the lift to the 8th floor, the doors open and we get out "Rory?" Amy asks walking down the hallway.
"He's close." River says.
"Rory!" Amy shouts and we see apartment 802. "Rory!"
"Amy." Rory calls out.
"Doctor, look at this. Why is it smiling?" River asks.
"Angel your friends name is Rory Williams right?" Fenton asks me.
"Yeah why?" I ask him and he points to a nearby nameplate that said R Williams.
"Amy. Rory!" Dad shouts.
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"Get out of here! Don't look at anything. Don't touch…" Dad says.
"Who's that?" Amy asks and an old man in the bed. He points at us all.
"Amy. Amy, please. Amy, please. Please." An old Rory says.
"Rory? He's you." Amy says.
"Amy." Old Rory says then dies.
"Will someone please tell me what is going on?" Rory asks.
"I'm sorry, Rory, but you just died." Mum tells him.
"This place is policed by Angels." Fenton comments.
"Every time you try to escape, you get zapped back in time." I add.
"So this place belongs to the Angels? They built it?" Amy asks.
"Displacing someone back in time creates time energy, and that is what the Angels feed on. But normally, it's a one off, a hit and run. If they could keep hold of their victims, feed off their time energy over and over again. This place is a farm. A battery farm. How many Angels in New York?" Mum informs us.
"It's like they've taken over every statue in the city." Reaper tells her.
"The Angels take Manhattan because they can, because they've never had a food source like this one. The city that never sleeps." Dad says and a slow heavy footsteps outside the window.
"What was that?" Rory asks.
"I don't know. But I think they're coming for you." I tell him.
"What does that mean? What is going to happen to me? What is physically going to happen?" Rory asks.
"The Angels will come for you. They'll zap you back in time to this very spot, thirty, forty years ago. And you'll live out the rest of your life in this room, until you die in that bed." Mum tells him.
"And will Amy be there?" Rory asks.
"No." Dad answers.
"How do you know?" Amy asks.
"Because he was so pleased to see you again." I answer. "It's the way RIver and Reaper look, or Mum and Dad and me and Fenton." I tell her.
"Okay. Well, they haven't taken me yet. What if I just run? What if I just get the hell out of here? Then that never happens." Rory asks.
"It's already happened. Rory, you've just witnessed your own future." Dad tells him.
"Doctor, he's right." River says.
"No, he isn't." Dad argues.
"If Rory got out, it would create a paradox." Reaper adds on as more slow heavy footsteps are heard.
"What is that?" Amy asks.
"This is the Angels' food source. The paradox poisons the well. It could kill them all. This whole place would literally unhappen." River says.
"It would be almost impossible." Mum tells her.
"Loving the almost." River smirks.
"But to create a paradox like that takes almost unimaginable power. What have we got, eh? Tell me. Come on, what?" Mum asks.
"I won't let them take him. That's what we've got." Amy says determined.
"Whatever that thing is, it's getting closer." Rory comments.
"Rory, even if you got out, you'd have to keep running for the rest of your life. They would be chasing you for ever." I tell him.
"Well, then. Better get started." Amy says and she opens the apartment door. There is an Angel outside. "Husband, run!" She shouts and they run past the Angels. The lights flicker.
"River, I'm not sure this can work." Reaper tells her.
"Husband, shut up." River says and the Angel blocks the doorway. The light flickers again and they are in the room.
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Dad sonics the light bulb to keep it on. We're surrounded by Angels. "We can't keep doing this." I comment.
"Any ideas?" Fenton asks.
"Yeah, the usual. Run!" Dad says as we all run out of the room and make it to the stairwell to see Angels on them.
"Okay! Fire escape." Mum orders.
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We arrive at the top of the building by the fire escape. "What the hell are you doing!" Dad shouts.
"Changing the future. It's called marriage." Amy answers and the couple gaze at each other and they jump off the edge.
"Amy! Amy!" Dad shouts.
"Rory! Rory!" Mum shouts as balls of energy gather and flicker around the roof.
"Doctor! What's happening?" River asks.
"The paradox. It's working! The paradox is working!" Mum shouts as everything just turns white.
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We arrived at a graveyard, thankfully everything was ok and Fenton was still here, Rory and Amy sit up. "Where are we?" Rory asks.
"Back where we started. You collapsed the timeline. The paradox worked. We all pinged back where we belong." Mum tells him.
"What, in a graveyard?" Rory asks.
"This happened the last time. Why always here?" Amy asks.
"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. I could have lost you both. Don't ever do that again." Mum tells them.
"What did we do? We fixed it. We solved the problem." Rory says.
"I was talking to myself." Mum smirks as the TARDIS has a bit of fire extinguisher damage. River appears from behind it with a bucket of water and a rag, with Reaper laughing behind her.
"It could do with a repaint." Reaper laugh at River.
"I've been busy." Dad comments.
"Does the bulb on top need changing?" RIver asks.
"I just changed it." Dad lies.
"So. Rory and Amy, then." Reaper laughs.
"Yes. I know, I know." Dad grumbles.
"I'm just saying. They're going to get terribly bored hanging round here all day." Mum smiles.
"Doctor." Rory says.
"Ha!" Dad laughs.
"Look, next time, could we could just go to the pub?" Rory asks him.
"I want go to the pub right now. Are there video games there? I love video games." Reaper says giddy.
"Right. Family outing, then." I smile taking Fenton's hand and we go into the TARDIS, Fenton stops looking at the marvel of the TARDIS.
"Doctor!" Amy shouts we run out of the TARDIS.
"Where the hell did that come from?" River asks.
"It's a survivor. Very weak, but keep your eyes on it." Dad tells us.
"Where's Rory?" Amy asks, Dad looks over to a gravestone, it was Rory's.
"I'm sorry. Amelia, I'm so, so sorry." Mum tells her.
"No. No, we can just go and get him in the TARDIS. One more paradox." Amy argues.
"Would rip New York apart." I tell her.
"No, that's not true. I don't believe you." Amy argues.
"Mother, it's true." River tries reasoning.
"Amy, what are you doing?" Dad asks.
"That gravestone, Rory's, there's room for one more name, isn't there?" Amy asks.
"What are you talking about? Back away from the Angel. Come back to the TARDIS. We'll figure something out." Reaper tells her.
"The Angel, would it send me back to the same time? To him?" Amy asks.
"I don't know. Nobody knows." I tell her.
"But it's my best shot, yeah?" Amy asks.
"No!" Dad shouts.
"Doctor, shut up. Yes. Yes, it is." RIver tells them.
"Amy." Mum says.
"Well, then. I just have to blink, right?" Amy says.
"No!" Dad shouts.
"It'll be fine. I know it will. I'll be with him, like I should be. Me and Rory together. Melody?" Amy says.
"Stop it. Just, just stop it!" Reaper tells her as River takes Amy's hand and kisses it.
"You look after him. You be a good girl, and you look after him." Amy tells her.
"You are creating fixed time. We will never be able to see you again." Mum tells her.
"I'll be fine. I'll be with him." Amy tells us.
"Amy, please, just come back into the TARDIS. Come along, Pond, please." Dad almost cries.
"Raggedy man, The Frozen Queen, goodbye!" Amy says and she turns her back on the Angel, and vanishes. Rory's gravestone gains more words - And His Loving Wife Amelia Williams aged 87.
"No!" We cry.
=ANGEL'S JOURNAL=
River flies the TARDIS while Mum and Dad comfort each other. "River, they were your parents. I'm sorry, I didn't think." Dad says.
"It doesn't matter." River says.
"Of course it matters." I tell her.
"What matters is this. Doctor, don't travel alone." River says.
"Travel with us, then." Frost says hoping Reaper will agree meaning so with River.
"Whenever and wherever you want. But not all the time. One psychopath per TARDIS, don't you think? Okay. This book I've got to write. Melody Smith. I presume I send it to Amy to get it published?" River asks.
"Yes. Yes." Mum tells her.
"I'll tell her to write an afterword. For you. Maybe you'll listen to her." River says and she leaves with Reaper holding her hand.
"The last page!" Dad shouts.
=ANGEL'S JOURNAL=
Dad makes it back to central park to a picnic hamper is still there, with the last page in it. He puts on some reading glasses. "Afterword, by Amelia Williams. Hello, old friend. And here we are, you and me, on the last page. By the time you read these words, Rory and I will be long gone. So know that we lived well, and were very happy. And above all else, know that we will love you always. Sometimes I do worry about you, though. I think once we're gone, you won't be coming back here for a while, and you might be alone, which you should never be. Don't be alone, Doctor, Frost. And do one more thing for me. There's a little girl waiting in a garden. She's going to wait a long while, so she's going to need a lot of hope. Go to her. Tell her a story. Tell her that if she's patient, the days are coming that she'll never forget. Tell her she'll go to sea and fight pirates. She'll fall in love with a man who'll wait two thousand years to keep her safe. Tell her she'll give hope to the greatest painter who ever lived and save a whale in outer space. Tell her this is the story of Amelia Pond. And this how it ends." The last page read.
TO BE CONTINUED…
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