"Both of you, back," he said, putting his arm out.

"What?" Anna asked, but Amy was already trying to pull her back.

"Anna, come on."

"Doctor-"

"Anna, back, now," he said, and he looked back at her with pleading eyes. "Please."

She glanced at the flesh Doctor, who was now holding his head, and she felt something yearning for him.

"Doctor-"

"Please," he tried again, and flashes of how she'd felt for him went through her and she growled.

"Lucky," she said, pointing at him.

"Believe me, I know," he told her, and she let Amy pull her back.

She started to help them barricade… against the flesh. Despite the fact that she was also flesh. She hated this, with every fiber of her being, because they could've done this peacefully and yet, there they were, having to barricade themselves in because they didn't want to listen to reason.

Or, more specifically, Miranda was a jerk and she was really starting to hate this day-

The gangers suddenly got quiet, and she was breathing hard, watching the door.

"I think I liked it best when they were being noisy."

"Mm hm. Doctor, we need you, get over here."

Oh, was Amy allowed over there, now? She walked over with her- Or tried, anyway.

"Best not," Buzzer said, grabbing her arm, and she tugged her arm out of his grip-

In time for Amy to come back over.

Ugh, she just wanted to say hello! Was that too much to ask for?

"Are you sure there aren't any weapons they can get to, like big guns with bits on?"

"Yeah, big guns would be good right now."

"Why would we have guns?"

Jimmy's back started smoking.

"We're a factory. We mine."

They finally started to notice.

"Acid." They all stood back from the door, and Amy spoke. "Doctor, come on!"

They both appeared. "Hello!"

She looked at them, smiling at each of them in turn. She looked down to see that the Doctor on the left was wearing his normal shoes, while the Doctor on the right was wearing the shoes he'd borrowed from Jimmy. She smiled, searching him-

To see that he was looking at the ground, a look on his face, before he looked back and forth between them.

"We had to establish a few-"

The Doctor with the normal shoes on glanced over at himself to see what was happening-

And he immediately jumped into action.

"Anna, Anna? Anna, can you hear me?" he was to her in a moment's notice, putting a hand to her neck. He shook his head, looking at the Doctor with the Jimmy shoes on. "What happened?"

"That's ganger Anna," she filled in, quickly, when Jimmy shoes didn't say anything, glancing between everyone, a lost look on his face that he quickly snapped behind a mask. "She died protecting us. I'm assuming since you don't know, you're the ganger Doctor?"

She raised her eyebrows, glancing between the two.

"Yeah, yes, that's me, ganger-ganger Doctor," he said, and he put a hand to her forehead, closing his eyes. "I'm sorry," he whispered, before he kissed her forehead. "Okay, plan, have we got a plan? Plans are good."

"Plan, yes, a plan," the Doctor said. "Erm… we've… to get everybody off the island, humans and gangers."

"Sorry, would you like a memo from the last meeting? They are trying to kill us!"

"They're scared."

"Doctor, we're trapped in here," Amy said.

He glanced down at Anna's prone body before he looked at the alive one, and he focused on her.

"Nah," he said, a small smile lighting up his face. "I don't think so. The flesh bowl is fed by cabling from above."

"But where are the earthing conduits?" the other Doctor cut in.

"All this piping must go down into a tunnel or a shaft or something, yes? With us?"

He cupped her face in his hand as he passed her, winking.

A moment later, he'd found what he was looking for.

"Yowza. An escape route."

"Yowza?"

He stopped, smiling as he looked at Anna, and she smiled widely as well.

"You know, I'm starting to get a sense of just how impressive it is to hang out with me."

"Do we tend to say yowza?"

"That's enough," he said, looking at the Doctor. "Let it go, okay? We're under stress." He snapped his fingers. "Now, in here, all of you, and somebody grab Anna's body-"

"On it," the other Doctor said.

"Figured you might be."

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"Can you really get the power back?"

"Oh, there's always some power floating around."

"Sticking to the wire, like bits of lint."

"Can you stop finishing each other's-"

"Sentences?"

"Why?" Anna asked, glancing between the two. "I think it's adorable. Not to mention, it's double the trouble. Kind of like what I said about two Anna's earlier…"

The Doctor's face did something she couldn't even describe.

"Stop that," he said. "Power, floating about like lint, need to concentrate-… Put a pin in it," he told her, and she saluted him.

"Will do," she told him, and she stood, moving to the door to lean up against it.

"No, hang on, you said that the Tardis was stuck in acid, so won't she be damaged?"

"Nah, she's a tough old thing. Tough, old, sexy."

"Tough, dependable, sexy."

"Come on," Amy said. "Okay, how can you both be real?"

"Well, because we are," he said. "I'm the Doctor."

"Yeah, and so am I. We both contain the knowledge of over eleven hundred years of memory and experience."

"We both wear the same bow tie, which is cool."

"Because bow ties are-"

"And always will be."

"But how did the Flesh read you? You still never explained that." She raised her eyebrows.

"It must've been after I examined it," he said. "Thus, a new, genuine Doctor was created."

"Ta-da."

"No getting away from it. One of you was here first."

"Well, okay. After the flesh scanned me, I had an accident with a puddle of acid. Now, new shoes. A situation which did not confront me learned self here."

She snorted, looking down at the ground, before she looked up at the actual flesh Doctor, her eyebrows raised. He threw her a look like, Hey, enough of that, before he looked back at the conduit. She shrugged, because she knew that he could see it.

"That satisfy you, Pond?"

"Don't call me Pond, please."

They both looked at her, though there was a look of sadness on the Doctor's face.

"What?"

"Interesting. You definitely feel more affection for him than me."

"No, no, I… Look, you're fine and everything, but he's the Doctor. No offense-"

"Is that what you would've said to the Anna who died protecting us?"

The words just slipped from her mouth without her say so.

"That she was any less of Anna than the me that's standing before you? Because she sacrificed herself saving us, and I think that's the most Anna thing there is, to be honest. Well, apart from actually saving people, that is," she said.

"Anna," Amy started, but she held up her hand, irrationally angry, suddenly.

The Doctor spoke. "You feel that way, you might as well call me Smith."

"Smith?"

"John Smith," he agreed, glancing back at Anna, but she simply turned from the room to stand outside, looking down at the grass surrounding the castle below.

#####

"You okay?"

She glanced back to see that the Doctor was coming out, his hands in his pockets.

"Fine," she said, looking down at the grass. She looked at him, smirking. "The real question is," she started, glancing back to see that they didn't have company, before she spoke in a lower voice. "Did you still switch shoes?"

He frowned, searching her, opening his mouth… Before he stopped, leaning against the monastery wall.

"Does it matter?" he asked, his hands linked as he crossed his ankles. "We're both still the Doctor, which I thought you'd made plainly clear, considering what you said back there."

She barely smiled, looking out across the courtyard.

"The non-flesh Doctor," she started. "He's not mine to keep."

"What's that mean?" he asked, after a moment.

"It means that he belongs to the real Anna-"

"We've already been over this," he told her, gently grabbing her cupped cheek in his hand. "You are as much the real Anna as she is-"

She pushed his hand off of her face.

"I'm not Anna," she told him, looking back at him. "And I don't mean that in that I'm not a real person, I mean that I'm not her. Not in the ways that count."

"Which means what?" he asked her.

She looked up at the stars, searching for a way to explain it.

"What drives Anna is her powers, the things that she can do. They color every action she makes, every part of who she is. She's always on guard, because she's always aware of that responsibility that she has. But the flesh Anna, she doesn't have those responsibilities. She's free, Doctor. Free to do and be whoever she wants to be, without that fear and that knowledge that she's responsible for all of it." She shook her head. "And I know that she's not as responsible for things as she makes herself out to be, but there's always a voice in the back of her mind, asking if she's doing the right thing with the abilities that she's been given. If she's doing right by the people that she's trying to help." She saw the way his eyes lit up, and she smiled. "And I think that's why you love her so much. Because you feel that way, too. Exactly the same way."

She searched him for a moment, before she looked back over the monastery.

"So yes," she told him. "I am Anna, in that I have her memories and know what she was feeling. But-"

"You're still Anna."

She let out a breath, the fog of it curling in front of her face.

"Because she could also choose to ignore that little voice in the back of her head, but she doesn't. Everybody has a choice, about who they are. She chooses to be the best and brightest of the universe, and you can too. It's that simple."

She glanced down at his shoes to see that he had swapped them, and she shook her head.

"You're still not mine to keep," she told him.

"But I could be. If you wanted me to be. And that's how I know that you're still Anna, in all the ways that count. Because, despite the fact that you don't have those responsibilities, you do still have that voice in the back of your mind, asking you if you are doing right by the people that you are helping."

She let out a breath, shaking her head. "I'm a version of Anna," she conceded. "But I'm not the Anna."

"You could be," he said. "If you wanted to be."

She shook her head, searching him. "How can you have known her for this long and not know that it's really not that simple?"

"Anna," he tried, but she shook her head and walked back inside. "Anna!"

"Just don't," she told him, before she'd opened the door. "Don't."

She walked back inside, and saw that Amy was sitting next to the flesh Doctor.

"Would you mind?" she asked, not caring- Oh, right, because she didn't know that she was flesh, frac this, honestly.

"Everything okay?" Amy asked.

"Fine, can I?" she asked.

"Oh… kay. Y… eah. Sure, I… guess."

She took Amy's vacated seat, and Amy glanced at her before she moved to a different part of the room, assumingly to glower at the 'flesh' Doctor.

"I've a question for you," she started.

"I've an answer," he replied.

He was much more laid back, less heavy, and she looked over at him, a renewed smile on her face.

"First of all, hello."

He chuckled. "Don't distract me, Anna, I know your ways and I've a phone call to make."

She rolled her eyes. "I know about the shoes," she whispered to him, making it barely a whisper so that the only people who could hear were the Doctor's in the room.

"And I know about the ganger situation between you and the other Anna," he replied, just as quietly. "See? Two can play at this game."

She rolled her eyes, glancing at the other Doctor. She felt her smile fall before she turned back around, placing her elbows on the whatever it was called, control panel.

"I've a question," she said.

"So you've said. Were you interested in asking it?" he asked her, and she looked over at him to see that he was smirking.

"Smartass," she said.

"Shut up, you love it."

"I love you."

The words slipped from her lips without her say so, and he raised his eyebrows, but he didn't look at her. She smirked.

"Don't so much love your smartassness, though," she said.

"Yes, you do."

"Yeah, okay, I do," she agreed, rolling her eyes.

"… But seriously, though, did you want to ask your question, or…?"

"Right!" she said. "Right, my question is this: Did Amy ask you about the woman?"

He barely paused at that before he nodded. "She did."

"Still say it was a time mirage?"

He stopped at that, turning to look at her. "You know, I'd ask how it's possible that you know, even after all these years, down to the smallest line, but I'm not surprised anymore."

She laughed. "Good," she said, bumping his shoulder. "How's the phone call coming?"

"Nearly done."

The door slammed open and she glanced back to see that the Doctor was exiting-

"I've got it," Amy said, exiting out after him.

They sat in a contemplative silence, her swiveling back and forth in the chair as she looked at the ceiling.

"Done," he said. He opened his mouth before the door slammed back open, and Amy ran inside.

"Amy?" the Doctor asked.

"Keep him away from me."

"Did you sense it?" the other Doctor asked, and he glanced between the two of them.

"Sense what?" he asked, glancing over at Anna.

"Amy, I'm sorry," he said.

"No, you keep away. We can't trust you."

He glanced over at Anna, but she felt anger flare up in her when she looked upon Amy.

"It would appear I can connect to the flesh."

"You are flesh."

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

"What you want. You are it."

"It's much more powerful than we thought. The flesh can grow, correct?"

"It's cells can divide."

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

"I was right. You're not the Doctor. You can't ever be. You're just a copy."

She didn't know why she was suddenly angry enough to stand, but she was.

"Funny, that," she said.

The Doctor actually stood, putting a hand to her shoulder, squeezing it.

"Anna…" he warned, under his breath.

"Funny?" Amy asked. "Why's that funny?"

"Because-"

"Because she had to watch her ganger die, Amy," the Doctor interrupted, and he grabbed her shoulder, almost painfully tight. "Imagine how hard that must've been, for her to see something with her face perishing, making the ultimate sacrifice. And now, you're claiming that the man who shares my face can't be trusted. Imagine how hard that must be for her."

"Be that as it may," Cleaves said. "Doctor. It might be best if you stayed over there for now, hmm?"

"That's absurd," he said. "I've explained this already. I am him, he is me."

"Doctor, we have no issue with you. But, when it comes to your ganger-"

"Don't be so absurd."

"Buzzer."

"Sure, boss."

He pulled a barrel out, and the flesh Doctor pulled Anna closer, whether out of some instinct or because he was worried she would still talk, she didn't know.

"Take a seat, mate."

He sat down, without hesitation, glancing over at Anna.

"Nice barrel," he said. "Very comfy. Why not?"

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"We could use the sonic to track him," the Doctor informed Amy. "Humans and gangers give off slightly different signals. The sonic needs to tell the difference."

"Oh, so the sonic knows gangers are different. The other Doctor is different."

"Different-" Anna started, but the Doctor gripped her wrist and she fell obediently silent.

"He is the Doctor-"

"Not to me. I can tell."

He searched her for a moment. "Sure you're not prejudiced?"

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

She felt anger welling up in her at that.

#####

"Hey, there's a camera up. We've got visual."

"That's Rory and Jennifer."

"They're heading for the thermostatic room."

"Let's go get them."

A moment later, the Doctor took his sonic out of his pocket, throwing it to the other Doctor.

"Hang on."

"We can't let him go. Are you crazy?"

"Am I crazy, Doctor?"

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

The Doctor laughed at that before he got serious.

"He can't go rescue them," Amy protested. "I'm going."

"Do you know," he started, standing. "I want him to go." He stood, putting his hands in his pockets. "And, I'm rather adamant."

"Well, then, I'm rather adamant that I trudge along with him."

They all looked at Anna in surprise.

"Come again?"

She shrugged. "Amy's so concerned about him rushing out into the dark, it only makes sense that I accompany him."

"That's not- Anna," Amy started.

"No, no, it's fine," the flesh Doctor said, and he leveled her with a look. "She wants to trudge along with him, she's more than welcome."

"Well, you two will need someone who knows the base," Buzzer said. "Might as well tag along. Right boss? It's fine. I'll handle it."

"Thank you, Buzzer," he said, and he was subtly checking Anna out, searching her without trying to let anyone know that he was doing it. "It'll be all right. We'll find him."

And, all three of them exited the room.

#####

The sonic suddenly changed frequency.

"I'm getting something."

"Is it human?"

"Yeah, it's human, but it's fading, it's fading. This is bad. Fading is very bad. Argh. The signal's gone. She's dead."

They turned a corner and there she was, Jennifer. She let out a breath, shaking her head, watching as the Doctor kneeled down next to her.

"She was hanging onto the edge of life and she just, just slipped away. Oh, Jennifer, I'm so sorry." He felt at her face. "She's been out here for hours."

"But if the real Jen's been lying out here-"

'Twas all she heard before the lights turned off.

#####

"… masquerading as the human Anna."

"… How long have you known?"

She groaned as pain thumped through her head. "Ugh, ow," she said.

"Anna, hey," the Doctor said, and she opened her eyes before she looked at the Doctor. "You okay?"

"Fine. What… happened…"

She looked around to see all the gangers in the acid suits.

Cleaves smiled sadly at her. "I told you, you should've come with us. Because, it's like I was just telling the Doctor… Or John Smith, I suppose. This is how they'll always treat us." She raised her eyebrows. "Changed your mind?"

She glanced at the Doctor to see that he was looking at her imploringly, a somewhat pleading look on his face to agree with them.

"I told you Cleaves-"

"Anna, stop it, it's over," the Doctor said, quickly, in a rush, and she stood.

"It's not over," she said, looking between all of them. "Look at you, fighting, showing that you are the worst-"

She felt surprise run through her when the Doctor grabbed her arm, forcing it behind her back at an awkward angle, slotting an arm against her chest.

"She's coming with us," he told her.

"You heard what she said-"

He twisted her arm further behind her back and she arched up, barely crying out in pain.

"I'll get her in line."

She grit her teeth, knowing how serious it was if he was actually hurting her. She glanced back at him, her nostrils flaring, fuming, and he shot her a look that said that she had to shut up if she wanted to see the end of this day.

She grit her teeth, but kept her mouth shut as they started to walk.

#####

Defiance flared up in her as they made their way back to the mess hall.

"This is wrong, Cleaves, you know this is wrong," she said, quietly, and the Doctor increased his already too tight grip on her arm, gently yanking her shoulder up.

"I've already lost an Anna today, I don't need to lose two," he told her, quietly, in her ear.

"Anna died, fighting to protect you lot, and look-"

He grabbed her by her shirt, slamming her against the wall, throwing her a dangerous look.

"Seriously," he said. "Stop it."

She snarled at him. "Make me."

A pained look crossed his face at that.

"Don't," he whispered to her. "Please-"

"Doctor? What's the hold up?"

He barely glanced back, that pained look still on his face.

"This is wrong," she hissed at him.

"I'm sorry," he said, and the words were the most sincere she'd ever heard him say.

He turned her around, slamming her against the wall with more force than necessary, and she pressed her cheek into the monastery wall, staring down the hall, gritting her teeth. She felt him tying her hands behind her back, and she barely struggled before he dug his elbow into her back. She grit her teeth, sucking in a breath as she squeezed her eyes shut.

She felt something being pressed into her mouth before it was tied around her head, and he kept her head preemptively in place before he grabbed her.

"Move," he ordered her, and he pulled her along the hall.

When they got to the mess hall, he sat her down at the table before he sat down on the table, keeping her in place by putting his leg in front of her, resting it on the other side of her. She tried to struggle, but he was strong. Not that he wouldn't be. He was him, after all.

Shizen.

She let out a breath before she tried to work on getting her hands free.

Rory entered the room, being thrown into it by Jennifer, and he immediately rounded on her. "You created another Ganger just to trick me. You tricked me. When I found you, you were both flesh, and you tricked me into trusting you. Jen's dead, isn't she?"

"She's gone, Rory. Gone."

His eyes finally landed on her, and he raised his eyebrows, looking between the Doctor and Anna.

"Shuttle. We're dropping down our approach. Stand by for evac."

"The humans will be melted, as they deserve-" and, at this, she struggled a little bit harder. "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. Join the revolution."

Rory glanced at Anna before he started for the exit.

"I've got to go and get them out."

The Doctor got up, pushing him back, before he was to Anna in an instant, holding the back of her neck so as to keep her in place.

"Doctor, what're you doing? Tying Anna up, we can't just let them die!"

"Ring ring," he said.

Rory tried to go for the exit again, and the Doctor pushed him back again.

"Doctor!"

"Ring, ring!"

The monastery gave a great big shake, and Rory tried once more. The Doctor's grip on Anna tightened, painfully, and she squeezed her eyes shut, tensing.

"Stay!" he shouted.

"Okay," she heard Rory say, and she breathed through the gag, glancing up at the Doctor.

There was guilt just lining his face, and she tried to yank out of his hold-

At the exact same time that the phone rang, which meant that she managed to get out of his hold, falling a little forward in the process. The Doctor put a hand on her shoulder to steady her, before he spoke.

"All, that'll be the phone, somebody get the phone, Jimmy get the phone, no, fine, I'll get the phone." He squeezed Anna's shoulder. "Stay put."

A moment after he'd walked away, Rory tried to walk up to her.

"You heard him," she heard Jennifer say, and she felt Jennifer's not so gentle hand on her shoulder. "Stay put."

As the phone call went on, Jennifer's not so gentle hand on her shoulder got even less gentle, and she leaned her head forward, trying to breathe.

Jennifer let out a yell when Jimmy ran from the room, throwing Anna down to the ground. She fell without much fanfare, but Rory caught her.

"You're okay, you're okay, I've got you," he said, and he took the gag out of her mouth before he started working on the ropes on her wrist.

"Anyone else like the sound of that? Act of humanity."

Rory held onto her, his touch infinitely more gentle than Jennifer's.

"Dicken, drain the acid well in Crypt One."

"Don't you dare."

"I've had it with this," Cleaves said. "What's the point in this ridiculous war? 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."

She spoke, after a moment. "You can't stop the factory from melting down, boss. I'll take revenge on humanity, with or without you."

"It doesn't have to be about revenge," the Doctor reminded her. "It can be so much better than that."

She ran from the room, and the Doctor nearly immediately jumped the table to kneel down in front of Anna.

"You all right?" he asked her, and she rolled her eyes.

"Fine," she said, rubbing at her wrists.

"What the hell was that about, Doctor?" Rory asked. "Tying her up-"

"He was trying to make sure that the gangers didn't do worse."

"If you knew what the plan was, then why didn't you just go along with it?" he asked.

"Because it's not who I am anymore," she answered him. "And, because I was hoping that Cleaves might see reason."

"Anna-"

"Daddy? Where's my daddy?"

He found out where his dad was when the group came back in, the Doctor carrying Anna in his arms. He set her down on the ground in front of the flesh Anna, cupping her face in his hands. "You-"

They all startled when Anna sucked in a breath, coughing.

"Jeez," she said. "That was a lot, wasn't it?"

The Doctor kissed her on the lips before he jumped back over the table to stand behind Jimmy.

"No, but… kissing, kissing is…" she frowned, looking at the flesh Doctor. "Hold on, didn't you just-"

She was surprised it hurt as much as it did when the flesh Doctor kissed the non-flesh Anna. It was quickly quelled when he reached out and kissed her as well.

"Oh. Hey. You're still around. Cool. Great job on not getting killed." She patted her arm.

#####

"Here she comes."

The Tardis crashed through the flooring and onto the base. Anna pressed herself more firmly against the door, along with Cleaves and the Doctor.

"Oh, she does like to make an entrance."

He opened the door, and people filed through.

"Everyone move."

"Go, go, go, go."

"Get on board. Go."

"I'm not leaving."

"Go."

"Hey, hey, now's our chance."

"I have to stay, hold this door closed. Give you time to dematerialize. Drag Anna on board, will you?"

"Touch me and I will cut you," she warned Amy.

"Oh, don't be crazy," Amy said, in relation to the Doctor's comment. "Okay, what happens to you?"

"Well, this place is just about to explode. But, I can stop her."

"Both of you can survive this, okay? There has to be a way."

"Or, perhaps you think I should stay instead? Mister Smith."

"No, of course not," Amy said, and Anna took this moment to look back at the Doctor.

"Any second now, Anna's about to come out here, telling you to get your butt on the Tardis, and you will, because-"

"Do us a favor, shut up, and get on that Tardis before I have to knock you out- and for god's sake, Amy, we swapped shoes!"

"What?"

"I'm the original Doctor, Amy. We had to know if we were truly the same. It was important, vital we learn about the flesh, and we could only do that through your eyes."

In the next moment, Amy ran back to the ganger Doctor, hugging him.

"I never thought it possible."

"What?"

"You're twice the man I thought you were."

He mumbled something too low for Anna to hear, but she knew the gist of what it is.

"Are you getting on this Tardis or what?" The other Anna asked.

"What did I tell you?"

"Or what, thanks, but if you wouldn't mind dragging your flesh self on, that'd be a treat."

"I can't."

"Come again?" both Doctors asked.

"It's meant to be her," the other Anna said, and she raised her eyebrows. "She's meant to get decommissioned."

"Sorry, what?"

"I'm sorry," Anna said. "That I couldn't save you-"

"Oh." She raised her eyebrows. "Okay. Foreman Miranda Cleaves-"

"You think I'm going anywhere, you all are insane. This is my factory."

"I was just going to mention something about the king of grand gestures, but yeah, sure." She looked at the flesh Doctor and the non-flesh Doctor. "Well, boys. It's been a blast," she told them, and her heart was pounding fast in her chest. "And thanks."

"No, no, Anna, hey, come on," the flesh Doctor said. "Let's think of something, think of-"

She reached out, kissing him.

A moment or two later, he disappeared from underneath her lips, and she let out a breath.

She turned back to look at Anna, pushing her body against the door.

"I really am sorry," she said.

"Don't be. Seriously, don't be. I got to exist today. I got to live. Right now, today, you made it possible for me to be alive." She looked over at the non-flesh Doctor. "And honestly, that's the best thing there is." She winked at him, and he smiled.

The door nearly flew open and she pushed back.

"Now, off you two pop. Go save some worlds and universes. We'll be all right here."

"You know, your molecular structure can survive this," he told her.

"Yeah, well, you'll know if I come round to nip your biscuits," she said, in his accent, and held her hand out for the screwdriver. He threw it at her, and she caught it. "Off you pop!" she said, and she turned. "Oh, and… tell Amy that she'll be all right. She always is. And, you will be, too. Both of you," she stressed.

"Come on," the Doctor said, quietly, and he grabbed Anna before he took her away, back to the Tardis.

They watched her dematerialize and, adrenaline rushing, she looked back at foreman Miranda Cleaves.

"Welp," she said. "Just you and me, I guess-" the door slammed. "And Jennifer, but hey, it'll be fine, right? We might survive this. Doctor's done loads of times."

"Only one way to find out."

"Together?"

"Together."

She reached out, opening the door, pointing the sonic at Jennifer.

#####

Back in the Tardis, Amy watched the Doctor lose it.

"No, no, let me back out, let me out of here right now!"

"Doctor, what's-"

There appeared to be an invisible forcefield in front of the door, and he was pounding on it as hard as he could.

"What's happening?"

"What's going on?"

"Doctor-"

"Let me out!" he shouted, hitting the forcefield, again and again.

"Do us a favor, budge over-"

She watched, confused, as the Doctor… well, pinned himself against the door.

"Save her. Save her now."

"Doctor, what-"

Anna walked in after him, closing the door and moving to the console.

"Anna-" he started, before the other Doctor spun him around, pinning him against the door, his arm pushed behind his back. "Anna, don't do this, please, just save her, save her, she's flesh but she's you, please, just save her! Please!"

A moment later, Anna flipped the switch.

She'd never heard the Doctor make a noise like that, and she hoped to goodness she never had to again. It was just the sound of pure grief, lining the walls, coating it, and the other Doctor let him fall to his knees, crumpling in his grief.

Christ, she thought, looking at Anna, to see that she was wearing much the same face… and watching as she disappeared, the flesh Doctor disappearing with her.

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The Doctor let out a long note of pure grief, hitting the wall over and over again, before he was breathing hard.

"I'm- I'm sorry," he said, shaking his head. "I know you can't save everyone, I'm sorry, I just-"

His breath caught and she shook her head. "It's all right, it's okay, she was your wife, I understand. Just let it out, it's okay."

He started to sob, clutching onto her desperately. It was sometime before he pulled away, sniffling. "What now?" he asked, looking glum.

"Now, I teleport you to the future, where Donna is."

He smiled as if to say, 'Of course? What else?' "And what about you and other me? What'll you two do?"

"Whatever we need to, in order to get Amy back." She huffed out a breath. "It's time."