The excitement Amy seeing the eyepatch lady had caused now over, everyone started to go back to what they were doing. Amy sat back down beside the Original Doctor. Alex resumed leaning against the wall, doing her best not to think about the Eyepatch Woman and what she may or may not be doing to her and Amy's physical bodies at this very moment. She was just starting to get sucked down the rabbit hole that kind of thinking led to when a sudden gasp got her attention.

Her eyes quickly connected with those of the Ganger Doctor. His face had turned pale, and his wide eyes indicated that he was shocked or horrified by something. "It's in my head. . ." he breathed. He flinched, his eyes closing in pain. But before anyone could ask him what was wrong, he turned and ran out of the room.

"Hey, hold on!" Jimmy called after him.

"Don't let him go," Cleaves ordered.

Alex moved to go after him, but Amy held her hand up. "No, leave it to me."

Definitely not a good idea. But before Alex could protest – and she damn well intended to protest – Amy rushed out the door. Alex was left biting her lip and eying the door in trepidation.

"Ally," the Doctor called. He waved his hand in a beckoning manner.

Eager for a distraction, Alex dashed over and sat in the chair beside him. "What's up, Doc?"

The Doctor tugged on her chair, pulling her closer towards him until their knees were touching. "More like what's up with you," he murmured, not wanting any of the humans to hear their conversation. He stared into her honey-colored orbs. "Are you okay? Well, of course you're not, but. . ."

Alex shifted uncomfortably, then abruptly stood. At first, the Doctor thought she was leaving, but she surprised him by kicking the chair out of the way and settling down in his lap. Alex smirked as the Doctor quickly and eagerly complied with her change of seat, pulling her up higher in his lap and wrapping his arms around her waist to keep her steady.

"Comfy?" he checked.

"Perfect," she beamed.

The Doctor ran his fingers through her hair and smirked at how she leaned back into his touch. "Feeling a bit calmer now?"

Alex hummed in response. "A bit, yeah."

He titled her head closer to his. "Even with all that Amy's been saying?"

Alex tensed and she knew it didn't go unnoticed. This was reaffirmed when th Doctor squeezed her shoulder, forcing her to relax. She sighed and tried to focus on his touch. "It's not really easy," she mumbled.

"I didn't think it was."

"It's just. . ." Alex swallowed heavily. "She's one of my best friends and she's saying such . . . such horrible things and I can't help but. . ."

"Take it personally?" the Doctor finished when she trailed off.

Alex nodded. "Yeah."

"She wouldn't be saying stuff like that if she knew what you were . . . what she is."

Alex snorted in disbelief. As much as she would love to believe that, based on Amy's actions today, she couldn't see that happening. "I doubt it. She'd just say that you shouldn't call me Ally cause I'm not the real Alex. In fact, I'm pretty sure she almost told your Ganger not to do that."

"Even if she did say that to him, he wouldn't dare listen to her."

Alex smiled softly. Her eyes turned from light green to amber. "I know," she whispered. "I don't care what she says, he's you and you're him."

The Doctor's eyes lit up at her words, all of which she made sound so absolute and matter-of-fact. He moved his hand from Alex's shoulder up to the back of her head. He gently pressed on it, pushing her face closer to his. Alex was a bit surprised (they hadn't kissed in two weeks, after all), but complied with the movement and shifted her body so she could be even closer to him faster.

Their lips moved closer and closer together until they were a horse-hair's distance away. Just as their lips were about to connect, the Doctor suddenly stiffened and whispered, "Why?"

Alex frowned. What did that mean? Was he questioning why he was kissing her after two weeks of not doing so? She pulled back to look at him quizzically. She was just about to ask him what he meant when Amy chose that moment to burst in, running like the hounds of Hell were after her.

"Keep him away from me!" she shrieked, the volume of her voice and her unexpected words nearly causing Alex to topple off the Doctor's lap. She turned to see Amy point at the exterior door and at the Ganger coming back in.

"Did you sense it?" he asked the Doctor.

The Doctor nodded. "Briefly." He gently nudged Alex up, ignoring her puzzled expression. "Not as strong as you."

The Ganger, apparently satisfied with this reply, turned to Amy. "Amy, I'm sorry."

Alex's frown grew deeper. What is he apologizing for?

But Amy wasn't mollified by his apology, whatever it was for. "No, you keep away!" she snapped. She backed up a few steps to further her point. "We can't trust you!"

"Oh, for God's sake," Alex muttered, rolling her eyes at her friend's continuous denials of the Ganger. Amy was beginning to sound like a broken record.

"It would appear I can connect to the Flesh," the Ganger revealed.

"You are Flesh," Amy pointed out. It was the first thing she'd said in a while that Alex couldn't disagree with.

"I'm beginning to understand what it's been through, what it needs."

"What you want. You are it."

Alex, knowing she needed to shut Amy up before she marched over there and did it by inflicting bodily harm, said, "So the Flesh is stronger and more powerful than we gave it credit for?"

The Ganger smiled and snapped his fingers at her. It was so nice having someone that could follow and keep up with him. "Exactly." He turned to Cleaves. "The Flesh can grow, correct?"

"Its cells can divide," Cleaves stated.

"Well, now it wants to do that at will. It wants revenge. It's in pain, angry. It wants revenge."

Amy, not seeing his words for the cautionary warning they were, shook her head wildly. "I was right. You're not the Doctor. You can't ever be. You're just a copy."

Alex narrowed her eyes at her so-called best friend. The words, even though directed towards the Ganger, felt like a slap to her face.

What the hell was the matter with Amy?! How could she treat someone so horribly? She sounded like Hillary Westcott criticizing and demeaning any and everyone who wasn't rich or self-conceited like her. Maybe even worse, like those people who disliked blacks because of the color of their skin or even Hitler with his persecution of the Jews. Okay, maybe not that far, Alex thought. But the point still stood that Amy was acting rather prejudiced towards the Ganger Doctor.

She was pulled out of her thoughts by Cleaves saying, "Doctor, it might be best if you stayed over there for now, hmm?"

"Oh, for God's sake!" Alex groaned. She turned and stormed to the opposite end of the room, away from the humans and Amy. Her eyes narrowed and her hands curled themselves into fists. God, I want something to kick!

The Doctor sprang out of his chair. "Hold on a minute, hold your horses," he pleaded. "I thought I'd explained this. I'm him, he's me."

"Doctor, we have no issue with you," Cleaves said as Buzzer stepped forward, all-too-eager to use force to make the Ganger behave. "But when it comes to your Ganger. . ."

Alex spun around. "Oh, don't be so stupid!" she snapped, glaring daggers at Cleaves. She smirked when Cleaves flinched at the dark green hurricanes swirling around in her narrowed eyes, but Alex knew even that wouldn't be enough to get the woman to back off.

Her theory was proven correct when Cleaves called, "Buzzer?" Her voice did, however, shake just a little as Alex continued to glower at her.

"Sure, boss." Buzzer, having enough smarts not to look at Alex, moved an empty oil drum into a standing position. He motioned the Ganger towards it. "Take a seat, mate."

The Ganger Doctor, though frowning, took the situation in stride. He straightened his bowtie and sat on the makeshift stool. "Nice barrel," he commented. "Very comfy. Why not?"

The Doctor eyed the humans coldly. "Is this really what you want?"

When no one protested anything different, Alex felt her rage reach its boiling point. Her jaw clenched, her eyes turned a dark green that was almost black in color, and she felt an altogether different type of adrenaline rush through her. It was the type of rush she got whenever someone was hitting on the Doctor but had no right to do so because he was her Doctor. She hadn't felt like this since the time she caught Amy trying to seduce him on the night before her wedding. But now, someone was hurting her Doctor, deliberately cutting him down like he was nothing, and that someone was supposed to be one of her friends.

It didn't matter if he wasn't the actual Doctor, because to Alex he was. So long as he looked like, talked like, and acted like the Doctor, then he was the Doctor, no ifs, ands or buts about it.

But Amy, Cleaves, and the rest of the humans couldn't see that.

"GOD!" she yelled, causing everyone except the Doctors to jump. Her narrowed eyes were completely dark now, not an ounce of sympathy to be found in them. "Do you lot not realize how stupid and racist you sound?! Wars were fought over these kinds of feelings, millions of people getting killed, and what do you do? You CONTINUE DOING IT! Haven't you learned from history what happens when you act like this?!"

Amy backed up against the wall at her friend's terrifying fury. She looked at the Doctor, silently pleading for him to step in and calm his girlfriend down. But it seemed that the Doctor had reached his wits end with the humans as well. He merely leaned back in his chair, watching Alex with an expression of satisfied proudness.

"You lot disgust me," Alex sneered. She stared at Amy, wanting her to see just how ridiculous and racist she was acting, though based on Amy's current expression, she was more scared than anything. "Un burro sabe más de lo que muchos!"

"Alex. . ." Amy began, but she had a feeling it wouldn't do any good. Alex only started speaking in Spanish when she was really upset or pissed off, such as after speaking with Carla.

"Cállate estúpido elefante grasa," Alex retorted. Muttering a few choice Spanish curse words under her breath, she stormed over to the Ganger Doctor and planted herself in his lap. When the Ganger wrapped his arms around her waist, Alex leaned back against his chest.

Amy, unwilling to set Alex off again, cautiously made her way over to the Doctor. "What exactly did she call me?" she asked. Apparently, the TARDIS hadn't been willing to translate whatever vulgar insult Alex had made.

The Doctor grimaced. Even without the TARDIS translation matrix, he knew exactly what Alex had said. "You really don't want to know," he murmured. "Trust me on that."

He knew Amy wouldn't react well to finding out that Alex had called her a stupid, fat elephant.

~The Pros and Cons of Silence~

"This is the shuttle," a man called over the comm a short while later. "We're right above you, but we can't get low enough. Gamma static could fry our nav-controls. Sit tight. We'll get to you. Just. . ." His voice abruptly faded. The Doctor, not even reacting to this, randomly scanned Cleaves with the sonic screwdriver.

Jimmy went to the comm as it crackled out. "Hello? Can you hear me?" But there was no reply.

Beside him, Amy was intently studying the security cameras, an action she had been doing for at least fifteen minutes now, by the Doctor's calculation. "I can't find Rory," she said as she reluctantly pulled away from the monitors. "I'm going out there."

"We could use the sonic to track him," the Doctor told her as she moved to the door. "Humans and Gangers give off slightly different signals. The sonic can tell the difference." He didn't mention that it could only do that after he'd discovered the Flesh signals on Amy and Alex.

"Oh, so the sonic knows Gangers are different. . ."

"Amelia!" Alex barked from the other side of the room.

Amy hastily shut her mouth.

The Doctor waited until Alex relaxed before motioning Amy closer to him. "He is the Doctor," he reminded her.

"Not to me," Amy protested, keeping her voice low so that Alex couldn't hear. "I can tell."

"Sure you're not prejudiced? Or racist, like Alex says?"

"Nice try, but I know you, okay? We've been through too much. You're my Doctor. End of."

"Hey!" Buzzer called. He pointed to a monitor whose static was starting to clear. "There's a camera up. We've got a visual."

Amy rushed over. On the other side of the room, Alex slowly pushed herself out of the Ganger's lap and followed, being careful to keep a nicely sized distance away from Amy. On screen, she could see Rory and Jennifer walking through the tunnels.

"That's Rory and Jennifer!" Amy cheered.

Cleaves peered at the monitor. "They're heading for the thermostatic room."

Amy beamed. "Let's go get them!" She and the others started towards the door. However, the Doctor remained seated. He tossed his sonic over to the Ganger, who caught it expertly.

Everyone other than Alex paused. "Hang on," Amy started.

"We can't let him go," Cleaves scoffed in agreement. "Are you crazy?"

Dangerous question, Alex couldn't help but think, a small smirk crossing her lips.

The Ganger met her eyes and winked. He knew exactly what she was thinking. "Am I crazy, Doctor?" he asked, his eyes remaining on Alex.

"Well, you did once plumb your brain into the core of an entire planet just to halt its orbit and win a bet."

Amy shook her head. "He can't go rescue them. I'm going."

The Doctor stood and eyed Amy critically. Like Alex, he was getting tired of her continuous prejudice. "Do you know, I want him to go," he retorted. He knew Amy was willing to challenge Alex, but she'd be a bit more hesitant in arguing against her centuries-old alien friend. Sure enough, Amy seemed to wilt under his intense gaze and demeanor. "And I'm rather adamant."

"Well then, he'll need company," Buzzer remarked. He straightened to his full height. "Right, boss? It's fine, I'll handle it."

The Ganger snapped his fingers at him. "Thank you, Buzzer."

"I'm going too," Alex declared.

"What?" Amy cried.

Alex rolled her eyes. "Doubting my tracking skills, Amelia?"

"No, but he's—"

"Finish that sentence and I swear to God, I don't care how against violence the Doctor is, I will hurt you."

The Ganger took Alex's wrist, more to keep her from trying to follow through on her threat than a desire to touch her. "It'll be alright," he assured Amy. "We'll find him."

The Doctor nodded in agreement. "Can't explain it to you now, but I need you to trust him. Can you do that for me, Amy?"

"And what if you're wrong?" Amy challenged.

"I'm not." He turned to the Ganger and Alex. "You, be careful," he told Alex. While he felt the overwhelming need to keep Alex close to him, he knew that she didn't want to be around Amy right now and he didn't want to force her to be. Besides, he knew she'd be safe. Alex could look after herself and if she couldn't, there was someone else who would. He turned to the Ganger. "And you, look after her."

The Ganger crossed his hearts. "With my life," he promised.

~The Pros and Cons of Silence~

The Ganger, Alex, and Buzzer walked through the monastery courtyard, the Ganger holding the sonic screwdriver out to search for any of the Gangers. It was nighttime now and Alex couldn't help but think that the monastery looked rather creepy against the black sky, like the spooky mansion in horror films where the monster or serial killer hid out.

The sad thing was, this whole situation was like something out of one of those movies.

She shivered a little. Then an arm wrapped around her shoulders. Alex smiled, knowing without looking up that it was the Ganger trying to comfort her. "You getting anything?" she asked, nodding to the sonic. She would have used her sonic necklace to help him, but the Ganger had shaken his head when she moved her hand towards her collarbone. It seemed he didn't want the secret of her necklace getting out either, especially to a man Alex had used it on without his knowing.

"Yeah, I'm getting something." He eyed the sonic for a moment, studying the signal.

"Is it human?" Buzzer asked behind them.

"Yeah, it's human, but it's fading." The Ganger started to frown. "It's fading . . . this is bad. Fading is very bad. Argh!" He shook the sonic, then sighed sadly. "The signal's gone. She's dead."

Alex felt a sinking feeling in her stomach. A few moments later, they came upon the newly deceased. Lying on the ground was Jennifer, the Original one. Alex hastily bent down to check her pulse. She swallowed thickly. There was nothing beneath her fingertips except cold skin. "She's dead," she confirmed.

The Ganger knelt beside her and examined Jennifer's body. "She was hanging onto the edge of life and she just . . . just slipped away." He sighed. "Oh, Jennifer, I'm so sorry. She's been out here for hours."

Buzzer frowned. "But if the real Jen's been lying out here. . ."

The Ganger and Alex looked at each-other, their eyes wide with panic. "Rory's in trouble," they said together.

Suddenly, the Ganger fell to the ground, unconscious. Alex whirled around. She was both alarmed and not at all surprised to see Buzzer holding his torch out. Clearly, he'd used it to knock the Ganger out.

"Sorry, pal," Buzzer said, not sounding apologetic in the slightest. "It's boss's orders. Us and them, innit?" He turned to Alex. "Sorry, blondie, but can't have you interfering." Before Alex could try and fight back, she felt a sharp thump strike her forehead and she fell backwards, sinking into blackness.

~The Pros and Cons of Silence~

Alex's head was pounding. Had she been hit with something? It certainly felt like it.

Goddamnit, that's the second time today I've been knocked out! She listened for voices, noises, anything that could tell her where she was. Vaguely, she heard footsteps, quite a few of them by the sound of it.

She also felt . . . weightless. Oh God, am I dead?! The thought ran through her head for one horrifying second, but then she felt herself being shifted around. It was someone adjusting her in their arms. She was being carried.

Alex slowly opened her eyes, remembering how she had nearly been blinded in the Pirate's House when she came back to consciousness. The very first thing she saw was a blue bowtie. It was the Ganger Doctor.

The Ganger, sensing that Alex's breathing pattern had changed, looked down into Alex's honey-colored eyes. He grinned in relief. He had woken up before her, surrounded by the rest of the Gangers, and he'd been starting to worry she'd wake up before he could let her in on his plan for solving this whole mess. "Hey," he murmured. He glanced ahead at the other Gangers. Fortunately, they hadn't seemed to have heard him. "You okay?"

"Head hurts, but I'll live," Alex whispered back, not really sure why they were doing that, but going along with it regardless. She turned her head and saw the acid-suit clad Gangers ahead of them. "Um . . . are we hostages?"

"No, no. Well, maybe they consider you one, but that's only because I led them to believe it."

Alex stared at him blankly. "What?"

The Ganger checked again to make sure the other Gangers weren't paying attention before leaning down to whisper in her ear. "I woke up before you, and the Gangers were around us. They figured out that we'd been knocked out by one of the humans and told me I'd always be treated this way and they offered me to join them."

"What about me?"

The Ganger scowled. "They wanted to leave you there. But I promised the other Doctor I'd look after you and you are far too precious to me . . . to the both of us."

Alex smiled, though it was a sad one rather than a touched one. Not that the Ganger noticed. "The most precious thing in the universe?"

"Exactly, love. So, I told them, and I quote, 'She comes with us. She's too precious to the other one'."

"So I'm basically a bargaining chip."

"Yes, but it's not going to come to that. I have a plan, but I'm going to need your help to pull it off."

"Anything, Doc."

The Ganger beamed at the nickname, but quickly got down to business. "I'm pretending to be on their side for now. That way, I'll be better able to get them to tap into their humanity. But you'll have to put those acting skills of yours to good use and act like you have no idea what I'm doing."

Alex's sad smile brightened into an amused one. "Please challenge me, Doc," she said dryly.

"That's my girl." The Ganger glanced ahead. They were about to enter the dining hall. "You'd better start now."

Alex nodded and quickly titled her head back, closing her eyes and slowing her breathing to give the full effect of being unconscious. The Ganger Doctor laid her down on top of the dining hall table.

For a moment, nothing happened. Alex was just about to open her eyes and 'revive' when a familiar voice cried out her name.

"Alex!" Rory shouted. He managed to break free of Ganger Jennifer's grasp and ran across the room to his unconscious friend. He gingerly cradled Alex's head, making sure not to touch the slight bump on her forehead. "Alex!" He turned to the Ganger Doctor, sitting just a short distance away. "What happened to her?"

"Knocked unconscious by one of the humans," the Ganger shrugged, his voice dull and uninterested.

Rory frowned. That . . . didn't sound like the Doctor. The Doctor should have been running all around Alex scanning her with the sonic, not sitting by looking and sounding bored. Giving the man one last confused look, Rory turned back to Alex. "Alex? Come on, Alex, wake up."

Alex hastened to oblige. Being careful not to give off any signs that she was actually conscious, she groaned and slowly blinked her eyes open. "Rory?" she murmured. She moved a hand up to her forehead, even though the pain there was starting to fade.

Rory let out a sigh of relief. "Hey," he smiled. "You okay?"

"That's the second time today, but I've had worse." Alex slowly pushed herself into a sitting position, a hand on Rory's shoulder for pretend balance. She swung her legs over the edge of the table and planted her feet on the bench. She smiled at Rory and gently pushed him back. "I'm good now, Rory," she assured him.

Rory nodded, seeing that she was. A bit too quickly, in his medical opinion, but so long as she was alright. Now he was free to concentrate on some unfinished business. . .

His features darkening, Rory paced to the end of the table. He placed his hands on either side of the wooden surface and glared at Ganger Jennifer. "You created another Ganger just to trick me," he spat, narrowing his eyes at her "You tricked me! When I found you, you were both the Flesh and you tricked me into trusting you! Jen's dead, isn't she?"

Alex pointed to herself and the Ganger Doctor. "We found her in the courtyard," she revealed.

"Shuttle," the man on the radio called. "We're dropping down on our approach. Stand by for evac."

Ganger Jennifer smirked, not even mildly concerned over this announcement. "The humans will be melted, as they deserve," she declared, "and then the factory will be destroyed. Once we get to the mainland, the real battle begins. The humans won't stand a chance. You're one of us, Doctor." She held her hand out. "Join the revolution."

"I've got to go and get them out," Rory decided. He moved to head out, but the Ganger Doctor stood and pushed him back. Rory stared at him, betrayed, while Alex continued to sit on the table, doing her best to look concerned and a little frightened. She shifted back a little and purposely widened her eyes. She quivered her bottom lip for dramatic effect, showing betrayal and more than a bit of hurt.

"Doctor, we can't just let them die!" Rory protested. Behind him, Alex furiously nodded in agreement, playing the part of the baffled human.

The Ganger didn't respond either way. Instead, he checked his wristwatch. "Ring, ring."

"Doctor!" Rory attempted to push past him, but the Ganger merely shoved him backwards.

"Ring, ring!"

Right then, the whole monastery started shaking. The Ganger Doctor, the Gangers, and Rory struggled to stay on their feet while Alex was jostled sideways on the table. Letting out a startled yelp, she rolled onto her stomach and gripped the edge of the table in an effort to hold on.

Rory, meanwhile, tried to take advantage of the small earthquake. He started to rush past the Gangers, but the Ganger Doctor quickly caught him. "Stay!" he ordered, pointing at Rory as the quake ended.

Rory reluctantly stilled but turned to help Alex. He pulled her upright and maneuvered her back into her original seating position. "You don't seem too worried," he murmured. The Alex he knew would be protesting like mad, not sitting by looking worried and hurt.

Alex decided to let him in on the plan. "He's a Ganger, but he's still the Doctor," she whispered. "He's got a plan. He told me."

Rory eyed her but didn't argue. Unlike Amy, he knew that a Ganger Doctor, being the Original Doctor in mind and spirit, wouldn't harm Alex. Not if he wanted the Original one to end him slowly and painfully.

Suddenly, the telephone began to ring.

The Ganger perked up at the sound. "Ah, that'll be the phone!" he beamed. "Somebody get the phone. Jimmy, get the phone. No? Fine, I'll get the phone. Stay put!" He ran past the bewildered Gangers and the slightly puzzled Rory and Alex to the phone. He picked it up and soniced it so that a hologram appeared before them. The hologram was of a little boy in pajamas. Underneath him were the words Morpeth Jetsan Pre-Booked Holo-Call 011-109-4455.

"Thank you for booking your holo-call with Morpeth Jetsan," the computer praised, "bringing the world together. . ."

"Ha!" the Ganger cried, cutting the computer off. "Hello, Adam, I'm the Doctor. Well, other Doctor. Or Smith. It's complicated and boring. Anyway, who cares? It's your birthday!"

"Yay!" Adam cheered.

Alex smiled before turning to look at Ganger Jimmy. The man was gaping at the hologram, absolutely stunned at seeing his son again.

"Yay!" the Ganger echoed. "Now, have you been getting up very early and jumping on the bed?"

"Yes, really high!"

"I expect chocolate for breakfast. If you don't feel sick by midmorning, you're not doing it right. Now, I think you want to speak to Dad." He turned and gave Ganger Jimmy a pointed look.

"Yes, yes, yes, yes, yes!" Adam clapped.

"You'll do, Jimmy," the Ganger said quietly as he approached the man. "What does the other Jimmy matter now? You're both the same man, aren't you? Come on, Adam's waiting."

"Daddy?" Adam called just as another quake struck. Whilst everyone tried to keep from falling over, the five-year-old continued to cry out. "Daddy, what's that rumbly noise? What's going on, Daddy? Daddy?"

In response, Ganger Jimmy turned and ran out of the room.

The quake ended just as abruptly as it started. Once she regained her balance, Ganger Jennifer glared at the Ganger. "You've tricked him into an act of weakness!" she hissed.

"No, I've helped him into an act of humanity."

Alex looked around at the other Gangers. "Does anyone else like the sound of that?" she asked, abandoning her confused and frightened act. "An act of humanity. You want to prove you're real to the humans? This is the way to do it."

Ganger Cleaves blinked at the words. "Dicken, drain the acid well in Crypt One," she ordered. The man promptly ran away to do as instructed. Behind Cleaves, Alex smiled. Finally, her words were having an effect on the woman.

"Don't you dare!" Ganger Jennifer barked.

"I've had it with this!" Ganger Cleaves cried. "What's the point in this ridiculous war?" She stared at her employee sadly. "Look at you, Jen. You were a sweet kid. Look at you now. The stuff of nightmares. I don't want my world populated by monsters."

"You can't stop the factory from melting down, boss," Ganger Jennifer warned. "I'll take revenge on humanity with or without you."

"It doesn't have to be about revenge," the Ganger cut in. He moved over to Alex and wrapped an arm around her waist. He smiled as Alex leaned back into him. He placed a light kiss on her forehead before adding, "It can be so much better than that."

But Ganger Jennifer just hissed at him. Then, still obviously angry, she turned tail and ran out of the room.

~The Pros and Cons of Silence

A/N: We got the blowup in this chapter! I hope it didn't disappoint. I kinda wanted Alex to be like the Doctor at his worst, but uniquely herself as well. Hopefully it came across as such.

And tomorrow's the final chapter! I'm gonna go ahead and tease, I'm really looking forward to seeing how you guys react to the closing scene. }:}

Notes on reviews. . .

NicoleR85 - Thank you! I just LOVED writing them competing for Alex's attention. No competing in this chapter, sadly. They had more important things to focus on. Oh God, I can't stand Amy in this episode. I really wanted someone to call her out on her behavior, so I had Alex do that. Amy's behavior is especially upsetting here since she is unknowingly insulting Alex as well. :( Hope you enjoyed the chapter! :)

ShadowTeir - Thank you! I hope Alex's blowup lived up to your expectations! It was a bit difficult to write but I think I like the end result. I can't wait to reveal her reaction to the Doctors revelation. Some parts of it may surprise you. :) OOH, I never even thought about that idea! Alex will not stay behind with the Ganger Doctor. I think it would be a bit hard to do with Amy and Rory there, but I would definitely like to attempt such a thing in a future story. It's a great idea! :) We'll get some Oncoming Storm rage in 'A Good Man Goes to War', don't worry. The Doctor will still seek River out, but we'll have to see if River still shows any regret or not. Hope you enjoyed the chapter! :)

whitedwarf - Glad you loved the chapter! Lol, oh, they definitely regressed into teenage boys for a while there. Thankfully, they seemed to put that behind them in this chapter. :) We'll have to see if Alex has any physical scars. I will say that, in this universe, physical scars are easy to heal but emotional and mental ones? Not so much. :/ Hope you enjoyed the chapter! :)

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