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The Littlest Timelord: Cracks in Time Chapter 34

TITLE: The Littlest Timelord: Cracks in Time Chapter 34 PAIRING: No Pairing RATING: T CHAPTER: 34/? SUMMARY: A little girl escapes the Time War when the Timelord’s return in “End of Time Part 2″. The newly regenerated Doctor must now raise the little girl while trying to find out why cracks in time keep following them around.

[A/N - So I made a miscalculation and the first part of this chapter should have been added to the end of the previous one. Therefore, I added the beginning of Big Bang to the end of the this chapter.]

The Doctor grabbed the communicator and called River. “The TARDIS, where is it? Hurry up. What are you even doing there?”

Elise grabbed the Doctor’s hand to offer him comfort. He squeezed her hand back.

“Something's using her memories. Amy's memories. You said something had been there. If they've been to her house, they could have used her psychic residue. Structures can hold memories, that's why houses have ghosts. They could've taken a snapshot of Amy's memories. But why?” The Doctor kept glancing back at the Romans.

“Projections, or duplicates. They might think they're real. The perfect disguise. They actually believe their own cover story, right until they're activated.” The Doctor started pacing. “Why? Who'd do that? What for? It doesn't make sense. River? River? River, what's happening?”

Elise suddenly wished she’d gone with River instead of staying with the Doctor.

“You're flying it wrong. Where are you? What's the date reading? You need to get out of there now. Any other time zone. Just go. Well, then shut down the TARDIS. Shut down everything! But how? Why?”

A high pitched noise filled the air.

Elise watched as the Romans in the chamber with them doubled over for a second before raising back up.

“Listen to me, just land her anywhere. Emergency landing, now. There are cracks in time. I've seen them everywhere, and they're getting wider. The TARDIS exploding is what causes them, but we can stop the cracks ever happening if you just land her,” the Doctor told River.

The Pandorica started to open and a white light filled the chamber.

“Well, now. Ready to come out, are we?” the Doctor asked. He put the communicator back to his ear. “Okay, just walk out of the doors. If there's no one inside, the TARDIS engines shut down automatically. Just get out of there. Run!” The Doctor soniced the Pandorica as the Romans came closer to them.

Their hands were now guns.

Elise tugged on the Doctor’s jacket.

“Doctor! Doctor, I can't open the doors!” River yelled over the communicator.

The Doctor finally turned and saw the Romans. “Amy!” he yelled.

The Romans grabbed both Elise and the Doctor and walked them towards the Pandorica.

“Plastic Romans. Duplicates, driven by the Nestene Consciousness, eh? Deep cover, but what for? What are you doing? What's in there, eh? What's coming out?” the Doctor asked.

“The Pandorica is ready,” one of the Romans said.

“What, do you mean it's open?”

“You have been scanned, assessed, understood, Doctor,” a Dalek voice said.

“Scanned? Scanned by what, a box?” the Doctor asked.

“Your limits and capacities have been extrapolated.”

Cybermen and a couple of other alien species that Elise didn’t recognize appeared in the chamber.

“The Pandorica is ready!” The alien that spoke was short and brown.

Elise had never seen so many different species before, but she wasn’t scared. The only real thing that scared her were Daleks.

“Ready for what?” the Doctor asked.

“Ready for you,” the white Dalek said.

Two Romans dragged the Doctor to the Pandorica as Elise screamed. The Romans locked the Doctor into the seat.

“What do we do with this one?” the brown alien asked, pointing his gun at Elise.

“Scan reveals the child is Timelord”, the white Dalek said.

Elise struggled against the Romans.

“The child will be confined with the Doctor”.

Elise was picked up and carried to the Pandorica where they shackled her wrists and ankles together at the Doctor’s feet.

“You lot, working together. An alliance. How is that possible?” the Doctor asked.

“The cracks in the skin of the universe,” the White Dalek said.

“All reality is threatened,” the brown alien added.

“All universes will be deleted.”

“What? And you've come to me for help?” the Doctor asked.

“No. We will save the universe from you and your offspring!” the brown alien said.

“From me?”

“All projections correlate. All evidence concurs. The Doctor will destroy the universe,” the Cyberman said.

“No, no, no. You've got it wrong.”

“The Pandorica was constructed to ensure the safety of the Alliance.”

“A scenario was devised from the memories of your companion,” the White Dalek told him.

“A trap the Doctor could not resist,” the brown alien said.

“The cracks in time are the work of the Doctor. It is confirmed.”

“No. no, no, not me, the TARDIS. And I'm not in the TARDIS, am I?” the Doctor asked.

“Only the Doctor can pilot the TARDIS.”

“Please, listen to me!”

“You will be prevented.”

“Total event collapse! Every sun will supernova at every moment in history. The whole universe will never have existed. Please, listen to me!”

“Seal the Pandorica,” the Cyberman said.

“No! Please, listen to me! The TARDIS is exploding right now and I'm the only one who can stop it! Listen to me!”

The Pandorica doors closed. Inside the Pandorica, it was deadly silent.

The Doctor slammed his head into the headrest behind him in frustration.

If they were going to be stuck in here till the end of time, Elise would have to do something she’d been terrified of doing. “Daddy?”

The Doctor froze, hearing Elise’s voice. He’d never heard her voice before. Well he had, but that was a long time ago. But this version of her had never spoken on purpose before. “Yes, love?” he said.

“I’m scared”.

“I don’t know how, but I will get us out of here.”

“How?”

“Do you trust me?”

Elise nodded and said, “Yes”.

But only a few minutes later, the doors to the Pandorica opened and Rory stood there holding the Doctor’s sonic screwdriver.

The Doctor was released from the chair. “How did you do that?”

“You gave me this,” Rory told him.

The Doctor pulled out his own sonic screwdriver. “No, I didn't.”

“You did. Look at it.”

The Doctor quickly soniced Elise’s restraints before they stepped out of the Pandorica. He touched his screwdriver to Rory’s and they sparked. “Temporal energy. Same screwdriver at different points in its own time stream. Which means it was me who gave it to you. Me from the future. I've got a future. That's nice.” He pointed to the fossilized Daleks. “That's not.”

“Yeah. What are they?” Rory asked.

The Doctor looked at Elise and gestured for her to answer the question. She shook her head and he nudged her.

“They’re called Daleks,” she said.

Rory’s mouth dropped open. “Oh my god. She can talk.”

Elise rolled her eyes.

“Bigger picture here, Rory. History has collapsed. Whole races have been deleted from existence. These are just like after-images. Echoes. Fossils in time. The footprints of the never-were,” the Doctor explained.

“Er, what does that mean?”

“Total event collapse. The universe literally never happened.”

“So, how can we be here? What's keeping us safe?”

“Nothing. Eye of the storm, that's all. We're just the last light to go out. Amy. Where's Amy?”

Rory led them outside.

Amy was lying on the ground not moving.

“Auntie Amy!” Elise said, dropping to her knees next to her.

The Doctor knelt down and put his fingers on her throat.

“I killed her,” Rory said.

“Oh, Rory.”

“Doctor, what am I?”

“You're a Nestene duplicate. A lump of plastic with delusions of humanity.”

“But I'm Rory now. Whatever was happening, it's stopped. I'm Rory.”

“That's software talking.”

“Can you help her? Is there anything you can do?”

“Yeah, probably, if I had the time.”

“The time?”

“All of creation has just been wiped from the sky. Do you know how many lives now never happened? All the people who never lived? Your girlfriend isn't more important than the whole universe.”

Rory punched the Doctor, sending him to the ground. “She is to me!” Rory yelled.

“Dad!” Elise gasped, “Rory!”

The Doctor jumped to his feet. “Welcome back, Rory Williams! Sorry. Had to be sure. Hell of a gun-arm you're packing there. Right, we need to get her downstairs. And take that look off your plastic face. You're getting married in the morning.”

Rory carried Amy down into the Pandorica chamber and the Doctor placed her in the chair.

“So you've got a plan, then?” Rory asked.

“Bit of a plan, yeah. Memories are more powerful than you think, and Amy Pond is not an ordinary girl. Grew up with a time crack in her wall. The universe pouring through her dreams every night. The Nestenes took a memory print of her and got a bit more than they bargained for, like you. Not just your face, but your heart and your soul.” The Doctor placed his hands on Amy’s face and closed his eyes. “I'm leaving her a message for when she wakes up, so she knows what's happening.” The Doctor soniced the Pandorica, sealing Amy inside.

“Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa. What are you doing?” Rory asked.

“I'm saving her. This box is the ultimate prison. You can't even escape by dying. It forces you to stay alive.”

“But she's already dead.”

“Well, she's mostly dead. The Pandorica can stasis-lock her that way. Now, all it needs is a scan of her living DNA and it'll restore her.”

“Where's it going to get that?”

The Doctor checked his watch. “In about two thousand years.” The Doctor pulled out a Vortex Manipulator from his pocket and strapped it to his wrist.

“She's going to be in that box for two thousand years?” Rory asked.

“Yeah, but we're taking a shortcut. River's vortex manipulator. Rubbish way to time travel, but the universe is tiny now. We'll be fine,” the Doctor told him.

“So hang on. The future's still there, then. Our world.”

“A version of it. Not quite the one you know. Earth alone in the sky. Let's go and have a look.”

The Doctor raised his wrist. “You put your hand there. Don't worry. Should be safe.”

“That's not what I'm worried about.”

“She'll be fine. Nothing can get into this box.”

“Well, you and Elise got in there.”

“Well, there's only two of us. I counted.”

“This box needs a guard. I killed the last one.”

“No. Rory, no. Don't even think about it.”

“She'll be all alone.”

“She won't feel it.”

“You bet she won't.”

“Two thousand years, Rory. You won't even sleep. You'd be conscious every second. It would drive you mad.”

“Will she be safer if I stay? Look me in the eye and tell me she wouldn't be safer.”

“Rory, you…”

“Answer me!”

“Yes. Obviously.”

“Then how could I leave her?”

The Doctor sighed. “Why do you have to be so human?”

“Because right now, I'm not.”

The Doctor typed in the date he wanted and the Vortex Manipulator started beeping. He grabbed Elise’s hand. “Listen to me. This is the last bit of advice you're going to get in a very long time. You're living plastic, but you're not immortal. I have no idea how long you'll last. And you're not indestructible. Stay away from heat and radio signals when they come along. You can't heal, or repair yourself. Any damage is permanent. So, for God's sake, however bored you get, stay out of…”

The Doctor and Elise vanished and Rory took his place guarding the Pandorica.

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The Littlest Timelord: Cracks in Time Chapter 35

TITLE: The Littlest Timelord: Cracks in Time Chapter 35 PAIRING: No Pairing RATING: T CHAPTER: 35/? SUMMARY: A little girl escapes the Time War when the Timelord’s return in “End of Time Part 2″. The newly regenerated Doctor must now raise the little girl while trying to find out why cracks in time keep following them around.

[A/N - Welcome to the last chapter! Title announcement and summary for the next book to come.]

The Doctor and Elise appeared in front of two Amy’s.

The older one and the one they had met as a little girl.

“Trouble. Oh,” he said, seeing the Dalek coming toward them. He spun around and saw the two Amy’s. “Ah, two of you. Complicated.”

“Exterminate! Weapons systems restoring.”

The Doctor grabbed the older Amy’s hand, while Elise grabbed the hand of the younger Amy.

“Come along, Ponds!” the Doctor said as they ran.

“Exterminate!”

They ran towards a display, where the Doctor grabbed a fez of one of the dummys.

“What are we doing?” older Amy asked.

“Well, we are running into a dead end, where I'll have a brilliant plan, that basically involves not being in one,” the Doctor told her.

“What's going on?” a man’s voice asked.

“Get out of here. Go! Just run!” the Doctor yelled.

“Drop the device!” the Dalek said.

The man held a flashlight in his hand.

“It's not a weapon. Scan it. It's not a weapon, and you don't have the power to waste,” the Doctor told it.

“Scans indicate intruder unarmed.”

“Do you think?” the man asked. The man dropped the flashlight and energy beams came out of his hand.

It was Rory!

“Vision impaired! Vision…” The Dalek powered down and they came out from their hiding place.

“Amy!” Rory exclaimed.

“Rory!” Amy ran towards him and they hugged.

“I'm sorry. I'm sorry, I couldn't help it. It just happened,” Rory told her.

“Oh, Shut up.” Amy kissed Rory.

“Yeah, shut up, because we've got to go. Come on,” the Doctor told them.

“I waited. Two thousand years I waited for you,” Rory said.

“No, still shut up,” Amy said kissing him again.

Younger Amy and Elise looked on in disgust.

“And break. And breathe. Well, somebody didn't get out much for two thousand years.”

Younger Amy tugged on the Doctor’s sleeve. “I'm thirsty. Can I get a drink?”

“Oh, it's all mouths today, isn't it?” the Doctor said shoving the fez onto her head.

Younger Amy took it off and shoved it back into the Doctor’s arms.

“The light. The light from the Pandorica, it must have hit the Dalek,” the Doctor said.

The Dalek started to power up again.

“Out! Out! Out!” the Doctor yelled.

They started running and eventually came to the reception area.

Rory closed the door to the exhibit while the Doctor soniced them.

“So, two thousand years. How did you do?” he asked.

“Kept out of trouble,” Rory told him.

The Doctor still had the fez in his hands, so he put on his hand as he ran over to a janitor’s closet. “Oh. How?”

“Unsuccessfully. The mop! That's how you looked all those years ago when you gave me the sonic.”

The Doctor tucked it under his arm. “Ah. Well, no time to lose, then.” He pressed the button on the Vortex Manipulator and disappeared. He returned and put the mop through the door handles to hopefully keep it shut. “Oops, sorry,” he said.

“How can he do that? Is he magic?” Younger Amy asked the older one.

He disappeared again and then reappeared a second later. “Right, let's go then,” he said, about to start running up the stairs, “Wait! Now I don't have the sonic. I just gave it Rory two thousand years ago.”

Elise pulled hers out. “What about mine?” she asked.

“Gotta keep the timeline. Sorry, love.” He disappeared again.

“She talked!” Amy squeaked out.

“Yeah, she does that now”, Rory told her.

The Doctor reappeared. “Right then.” He reached inside Amy’s jacket and pulled out his screwdriver. “Off we go! No, hang on. How did you know to come here?” he asked the younger Amy.

She pulled out a pamphlet and a post-it note.

“Ah, my handwriting. Okay.” He grabbed a pamphlet and a post-it note from the desk and disappeared. He returned with a drink and handed it to the younger Amy. “There you go. Drink up.” He started to run up the stairs again.

“What is that? How are you doing that?” older Amy asked.

“Vortex manipulator. Cheap and nasty time travel. Very bad for you. I'm trying to give it up.”

Elise rolled her eyes at the bad joke.

“Where are we going?”

“The roof.”

A second Doctor appeared at the top of the stairs and tumbled down them. His clothes were singed.

“Doctor, it's you. How can it be you?” Rory asked as the current Doctor soniced the dead one.

“Doctor, is that you?” Amy asked.

“Yeah, it's me. Me from the future.”

The future Doctor woke up and whispered something into the current Doctor’s ear, before falling back to the floor again.

“Are you? I mean, is he, is he dead?” Amy asked.

“What? Dead? Yes, yes. Of course he's dead. Right, I've got twelve minutes. That's good,” the Doctor said.

“Twelve minutes to live? How is that good?”

“Oh, you can do loads in twelve minutes. Suck a mint, buy a sledge, have a fast bath. Come on, the roof.”

“We can't leave you here dead,” Rory told him.

“Oh, good. Are you in charge now? So tell me, what are we going to do about Amelia?”

Amy and Rory turned around to find her gone.

“Where did she go?” Amy asked.

“Amelia?” Rory called.

“There is no Amelia. From now on, there never was. History is still collapsing,” the Doctor told them.

“But how can I still be here if she's not?” Amy asked.

“You're an anomaly. We all are. We're all just hanging on at the eye of the storm. But the eye is closing, and if we don't do something fast, reality will never have happened. Today, just dying is a result. Now, come on!” The Doctor ran off, leaving them there with the dead Doctor.

Elise knelt down and ran her hand over his hair before leaning down and kissing his forehead.

“He won't die. Time can be rewritten. He'll find a way. I know he will,” Amy told them.

Rory covered the dead Doctor with his jacket.

“Move it! Come on!” the Doctor yelled.

They finally made it to the roof.

“What, it's morning already? How did that happen?” Amy asked.

“History is shrinking. Is anybody listening to me? The universe is collapsing. We don't have much time left,” the Doctor said. He started sonicing a satellite dish off its pole.

“What are you doing?” Rory asked.

“Looking for the TARDIS.”

“But the TARDIS exploded.”

The Doctor pulled the dish off its pole. “Okay then, I'm looking for an exploding TARDIS.”

“I don't understand. So, the TARDIS blew up and took the universe with it. But why would it do that? How?”

“Good question for another day. The question for now is, total event collapse means that every star in the universe never happened. Not one single one of them ever shone. So, if all the stars that ever were are gone, then what is that?” The Doctor pointing to a giant burning ball in the sky. “Like I said, I'm looking for an exploding TARDIS.”

“But that's the sun.”

“Is it? Well, here's the noise that sun is making right now.” The Doctor soniced the dish and they heard the TARDIS’ wheezing noise. “That's my TARDIS burning up. That's what's been keeping the Earth warm.”

“Doctor, there's something else. There's a voice,” Rory said.

“I can't hear anything,” Amy told him.

“Trust the plastic.”

“I'm sorry, my love. I'm sorry, my love. I'm sorry, my love,” the voice repeated.

“River!” Elise yelled.

“Doctor, that's River. How can she be up there?” Amy asked.

“It must be like a recording or something,” Rory said.

“No, it's not. Of course, the emergency protocols. The TARDIS has sealed off the control room and put her into a time loop to save her. She is right at the heart of the explosion,” the Doctor told them. The Doctor disappeared and reappeared with River.

Elise ran towards her.

“Little star! Amy! And the plastic Centurion?” River asked.

“It's okay, he's on our side,” the Doctor told her.

“Really?”

“Yeah.”

“I dated a Nestene duplicate once. Swappable head. It did keep things fresh. Right then, I have questions, but number one is this. What in the name of sanity have you got on your head?”

Elise laughed. She loved it when River and her father got into it.

“It's a fez. I wear a fez now. Fezes are cool,” the Doctor said.

Amy grabbed the fez off his head and threw it in the air, so River could blast it with her gun.

The Dalek from earlier appeared, rising to meet them on the roof. “Exterminate!”

“Run, run! Move, move. Go!” the Doctor yelled. He grabbed the satellite dish and used it as a makeshift shield so they could make it back into the museum. He soniced the door to the roof when they got inside while River covered him with her blaster.

“Doctor, come on,” she told him.

“Shush. It's moving away, finding another way in. It needs to restore its power before it can attack again. Now, that means we've got exactly four and a half minutes before it's at lethal capacity.”

“How do you know?” Rory asked.

“Because that's when it's due to kill me.”

“Kill you? What do you mean, kill you?” River asked him.

“Oh, shut up. Never mind. How can that Dalek even exist? It was erased from time and then it came back. How?”

They ran down the stairs, into a corridor, and made their back into the museum.

“You said the light from the Pandorica,” Rory said.

“It's not a light, it's a restoration field. But never mind, call it a light. That light brought Amy back, restored her, but how could it bring back a Dalek when the Daleks have never existed?”

“Okay, tell us,” Amy told him.

“When the TARDIS blew up, it caused a total event collapse. A time explosion. And that explosion blasted every atom in every moment of the universe. Except…”

“Except inside the Pandorica.”

“The perfect prison. And inside it, perfectly preserved, a few billion atoms of the universe as it was. In theory, you could extrapolate the whole universe from a single one of them, like, like cloning a body from a single cell. And we've got the bumper family pack.”

“No, no. Too fast. I'm not getting it,” Rory said.

“The box contains a memory of the universe, and the light transmits the memory, and that's how we're going to do it.”

“Do what?” Amy asked.

“Relight the fire. Reboot the universe. Come on!” He ran off and both River and Elise ran after them.

“Doctor, you're being completely ridiculous. The Pandorica partially restored one Dalek. If it can't even reboot a single life form properly, how's it reboot the whole of reality?” River asked him.

“What if we give it a moment of infinite power? What if we can transmit the light from the Pandorica to every particle of space and time simultaneously?”

“Well, that would be lovely, dear, but we can't, because it's completely impossible.”

“Ah no, you see, it's not.” The Doctor tapped River’s nose. “It's almost completely impossible. One spark is all we need.”

“For what?”

“Big Bang Two! Now listen…” A beam hit the Doctor and he dropped to the floor.

“Exterminate! Exterminate!”

“Get back. River, Elise, get back now!” Rory yelled.

“Exterminate!”

Rory shot the Dalek a couple of times and it powered down.

“Doctor? Doctor, it's me, River. Can you hear me? What is it? What do you need?”

He disappeared, having used the vortex manipulator.

“Where did he go?” River asked, “Damn it, he could be anywhere.”

“He went downstairs, twelve minutes ago,” Amy told her.

“Show me!”

“River, he died.”

“Systems restoring. You will be exterminated.”

“We've got to move. That thing's coming back to life,” Rory said.

“You go to the Doctor. I'll be right with you,” River told them.

Amy and Rory left.

“Go,” River told Elise.

“No,” she said.

River was the only to not be shocked by her speaking. “I’ll be fine, darling. Go find Auntie Amy and Uncle Rory”.

Elise finally left and ran back towards reception.

“How could he have moved? He was dead. Doctor? Doctor!” Rory yelled.

“But he was dead,” Amy said.

River appeared at the top of the stairs. “Who told you that?” she asked.

“He did.”

“Rule one. The Doctor lies.”

“Where's the Dalek?”

“It died.”

“The doors…” Elise said.

“What? What is it Elise?” River asked her.

“The doors are open”, she said pointing to the doors to the exhibit.

They ran in and found the Doctor in the Pandorica.

“Daddy!” Elise yelled, running towards him.

River stepped into the Pandorica.

“Doctor!” Amy yelled.

“Why did he tell us he was dead?” Rory asked.

“We were a diversion. As long as the Dalek was chasing us, he could work down here.”

“Doctor, can you hear me? What were you doing?” River asked him.

The light from outside was getting brighter.

“What's happening?” Rory asked.

“Reality's collapsing. It's speeding up. Look at this room,” River told him.

Everything in the room was disappearing.

“Where'd everything go?” Amy asked.

“History's being erased. Time's running out. Doctor, what were you doing? Tell us. Doctor!”

The Doctor finally came to. “Big Bang Two,” he mumbled.

“The Big Bang. That's the beginning of the universe, right?” Rory asked.

“What, and Big Bang Two is the bang that brings us back? Is that what you mean?” Amy added.

The Doctor nodded.

“Oh,” River said, realizing what he had done.

“What?” Amy asked.

“The TARDIS is still burning. It's exploding at every point in history. If you threw the Pandorica into the explosion, right into the heart of the fire.”

“Then what?”

“Then let there be light. The light from the Pandorica would explode everywhere at once, just like he said.”

“That would work? That would bring everything back?”

“A restoration field powered by an exploding TARDIS, happening at every moment in history. Oh, that's brilliant. It might even work.”

River pulled out the Doctor’s sonic screwdriver and soniced the vortex manipulator strapped to his wrist. “He's wired the vortex manipulator to the rest of the box.”

“Why?” Amy asked.

“So he can take it with him. He's going to fly the Pandorica into the heart of the explosion.”

Elise sat at her father’s feet as River worked.

“Amy,” he whispered.

River stepped out of the Pandorica.

“Please don’t”, Elise begged the Doctor.

He smiled softly and ran a hand over her hair.

“Please”.

“River will take you.”

“What? No. I wanna stay with you.” Elise wrapped her small hand around his larger one. “But…but it’s you and me. No matter what. You promised.” But then Elise remembered what River had said.

Rule #1: The Doctor lies.

“Be a good girl, okay?”

Tears filled Elise’s eyes as Amy entered the Pandorica. Elise nodded and walked away from the man who had quickly become her father. She approached River and Rory.

River stroked her hair. Whatever happened, she would find Elise and raise her as her own.

The room started to shake.

“Doctor! It's speeding up!” River yelled.

The Pandorica closed as the room shook even more.

“Back! Get back!” River yelled, shoving Amy to the floor.

Elise buried herself into River’s side as the Pandorica took off.

River’s communicator beeped. “It's from the Doctor,” she said.

“What does it say?” Amy asked.

“Geronimo.”

*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*

River and Elise appeared in the churchyard.

“Wait here”, River told her.

Elise nodded as River went inside the reception hall.

She came back out and said, “Now we wait”.

Soon, Elise heard the wheezing of the TARDIS engines and River nodded at her. Elise picked up her blue dress and ran inside the reception hall to see the TARDIS materialize.

“Okay, Doctor. Did I surprise you this time?” Amy asked.

The Doctor opened the door in a tux. “Er, yeah. Completely astonished. Never expected that. How lucky I happened to be wearing this old thing. Hello, everyone. I'm Amy's imaginary friend. But I came anyway.”

Elise ran forward and threw her arms around the Doctor’s waist.

He laughed and patted her head. “Did you ever doubt me?” he asked her.

“Never”, she told him.

“You absolutely, definitely may kiss the bride,” Amy said, striding towards him.

The Doctor stopped her. “Amelia, from now on I shall be leaving the kissing duties to the brand new Mister Pond.” He approached Rory and shook his hand.

“No, I'm not Mister Pond. That's not how it works,” Rory said.

“Yeah, it is.”

Rory hesitated before saying, “Yeah, it is.”

“Right then, everyone. I'll move my box. You're going to need the space. I only came for the dancing.” He entered the TARDIS and it disappeared.

Elise ran a hand over Amy’s wedding dress. “I want to look like you when I get married”, Elise told her.

Amy blushed. “You look pretty too.”

“River bought it”.

“Let’s get you some cake, eh?”

Soon the party was in full swing and the Doctor was dancing like an idiot.

Sometimes she didn’t understand what Amy and River saw in him. Elise enjoyed playing around with the other children, feeling almost normal for once.

Eventually the party wound down and people started to leave.

The Doctor was leaning up against a doorframe watching Amy and Rory slow dance. “Two thousand years. The boy who waited. Good on you, mate,” the Doctor commented.

Elise wanted a love like theirs one day. She wanted someone who would wait forever for her.

“Come on you”, the Doctor said, ruffling her hair.

They made their way to Amy’s house where the Doctor had parked the TARDIS.

“Did you dance? Well, you always dance at weddings, don't you?” River asked from behind them.

The Doctor and Elise turned.

“You tell me,” the Doctor said.

“Spoilers.”

The Doctor handed River her diary and vortex manipulator back. “The writing's all back, but I didn't peek.”

“Thank you.”

“Are you married, River?”

River strapped the vortex manipulator to her wrist. “Are you asking?”

“Yes.”

“No, hang on. Did you think I was asking you to marry me, or-or-or asking if you were married?”

“Yes.”

“No, but was that yes, or yes?”

“Yes.”

“River, who are you?”

“You're going to find out very soon now. And I'm sorry, but that's when everything changes.” River pressed the button on the manipulator and disappeared.

The Doctor and Elise entered the TARDIS.

“Does this River is my mum now?” Elise asked, “I mean you’re practically my dad now, so…”

“Do you want her to be your mum?” the Doctor countered.

Elise thought about it and then nodded.

“Oi! Where are you off to?” Amy asked, popping in, “We haven't even had a snog in the shrubbery yet.” She joined them on the platform.

“Amy!” Rory said.

“Shut up. It's my wedding.”

“Our wedding.”

“Sorry, you two. Shouldn't have slipped away. Bit busy, you know?”

Rory joined them on the platform. “You just saved the whole of space and time? Take the evening off. Maybe a bit of tomorrow.”

“Space and time isn't safe yet. The TARDIS exploded for a reason. Something drew the TARDIS to this particular date, and blew it up. Why? And why now?”

The phone on the console started ringing.

“The Silence, whatever it is, is still out there, and I have to…” the Doctor told him, “Excuse me a moment.” He picked up the phone. “Hello? Oh, hello. I'm sorry, this is a very bad line. No, no, no, but that's not possible. She was sealed into the seventh Obelisk. I was at the prayer meeting. Well, no, I get that it's important. An Egyptian goddess loose on the Orient Express, in space. Give us a mo.” The Doctor turned to Amy and Rory. “Sorry, something's come up. This will have to be goodbye.”

“Yeah, I think it's goodbye. Do you think it's goodbye?” Amy asked Rory.

“Definitely goodbye.”

Amy ran to the door of the TARDIS and opened it, shouting, “Goodbye!” She shut the door and ran up to the platform again.

“Don't worry about a thing, your Majesty. We're on our way,” the Doctor said and hung up the phone. He danced around the console hitting buttons. “Elise, darling, amazing, precious daughter of mine, care to do the honors?”

Elise grabbed the lever and pulled, yelling, “Geronimo!”

And they were off.

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The Littlest Timelord: Cracks in Time Chapter 33

TITLE: The Littlest Timelord: Cracks in Time Chapter 33 PAIRING: No Pairing RATING: T CHAPTER: 33/? SUMMARY: A little girl escapes the Time War when the Timelord’s return in “End of Time Part 2″. The newly regenerated Doctor must now raise the little girl while trying to find out why cracks in time keep following them around.

[A/N - We’re getting down to the wire, guys!]

“So what's this got to do with the TARDIS?” Amy asked.

River had left to go back to the Roman camp, leaving Elise, Amy, and the Doctor on their own.

“Nothing, as far as I know,” the Doctor said.

“But Vincent's painting. The TARDIS was exploding. Is that going to happen?”

“One problem at a time. There's forcefield technology inside this box. If I can enhance the signal, I could extend it all over Stonehenge. Could buy us half an hour.”

“What good is half an hour?”

“There are fruit flies live on Hoppledom Six that live for twenty minutes and they don't even mate for life. There was going to be a point to that. I'll get back to you.”

“So, are you proposing to someone?”

“I'm sorry?”

“I found this in your pocket.”

Elise and the Doctor looked at her. She was holding her engagement ring.

“No. No, no, that's er, a memory. A friend of mine. Someone I lost.” The Doctor tried taking it from her, but she pulled away from him. “Do you mind?”

“It's weird. I feel, I don't know, something,” Amy said.

The Doctor and Elise realized that on some level, she remembered Rory.

“People fall out of the world sometimes, but they always leave traces. Little things we can't quite account for. Faces in photographs, luggage, half eaten meals, rings. Nothing is ever forgotten, not completely. And if something can be remembered, it can come back.”

“So, was she nice, your friend?” Amy asked, handing the ring back to the Doctor.

“Remember that night you flew away with me?”

“Of course I do.”

“And you asked me why I was taking you and I told you there wasn't a reason. I was lying.”

“What, so you did have a reason?”

“Your house.”

“My house.”

“It was too big. Too many empty rooms. Does it ever bother you, Amy, that your life doesn't make any sense?”

An energy bolt was fired at them and they ran to hide behind the Pandorica.

“What was that?” Amy asked.

“Okay, I need a proper look. Got to draw its fire, give it a target,” the Doctor said.

“How?”

“You know how sometimes I have really brilliant ideas?”

“Yes.”

“Sorry.” The Doctor ran out into the open. “Look at me, I'm a target!”

Elise rolled her eyes. How the hell had he lived for this long?

He ducked behind one of the pillars.

“What is that?” Amy asked.

“Cyberarm. Arm of Cyberman,” the Doctor told her.

“And what's a Cyberman?”

“Oh, sort of part man, part robot. The organic part must have died out years ago. Now the robot part is looking for, well, fresh meat.”

“What, us?”

“It's just like being an organ donor, except you're alive and sort of screaming. I need to get round behind it. Could you draw its fire?”

“What, like you did?”

“You'll be fine if you're quick. It's only got one arm, literally.”

Amy reluctantly ran out into the open and the Doctor pounced on the arm. He managed to sonic it.

“Doctor?” Amy asked.

“Scrambled its circuits, but stay where you are, it could be bluffing.”

“Bluffing? It's an arm.”

“I said stay where you are!”

Amy looked down and saw a cable winding around her ankle. “Doctor?” she asked. The cable pulled her to floor.

“Amy!” the Doctor yelled.

The Cyberman arm shocked the Doctor, effectively knocking him out.

“Doctor!” Amy yelled as Elise ran over to the Doctor.

She put her head on his chest, hearing both his hearts beating. Elise heard Amy scream.

She was being attacked by a Cyberman head.

Elise ran over to her and pulled out her sonic screwdriver. She pointed it at the Cyberman head, but it wasn’t doing anything.

Amy managed to bash it against a pillar until it let her go. She threw it to the floor and it crawled away. “Doctor?” Amy asked. A dart hit Amy in the neck.

“You will be assimilated.”

“Yeah? You and whose body?” Amy quipped.

A headless, armless Cyberman entered the chamber. It placed its head back on as Amy and Elise backed up through the big door.

The door slammed shut.

“Doctor!” Amy yelled.

A roman sword pierced the door. It swung open to reveal the Cyberman stuck to the door.

“Who, who are you?” Amy asked the Roman.

He took off his helmet. “Hello, Amy.”

It was Rory!

Amy passed out and Rory caught her, gently laying her on a stone.

Elise hugged Rory’s legs.

“Hey Elise,” he said, patting her head.

“Sir, the man's coming round,” a soldier said.

“Amy? Where's Amy? Elise?” the Doctor said, running towards them.

“She's fine, Doctor. Just unconscious. Elise is fine too,” Rory told him.

The Doctor quickly soniced her. “Okay. Yes, she's sedated, that's all. Half an hour, she'll be fine. Okay, Romans. Good. I was just wishing for Romans. Good old River. How many?”

“Fifty men up top, volunteers. What about that thing?” Rory pointed to the Cyberman stuck to the door.

“Fifty? You're not exactly a legion.”

“Your friend was very persuasive, but it's a tough sell.”

“Yes, I know that, Rory. I'm not exactly one to miss the obvious. But we need everything we can get.” The Doctor picked up two guns. “Okay, Cyberweapons. This is basically a sentry box, so headless wonder here was a sentry. Probably got himself duffed up by the locals. Never underestimate a Celt.”

“Doctor?”

“Hush, Rory. Thinking. Why leave a Cyberman on guard, unless it's a Cyberthing in the box. But why would they lock up one of their own? Okay, no, not a Cyberthing, but what? What? No, I'm missing something obvious, Rory. Something big. Something right slap in front of me. I can feel it.”

Elise thought it was funny how the Doctor was standing right in front of Rory (and addressing him by name) and still not realizing that he was talking to Rory.

“Yeah, I think you probably are,” Rory told him.

“I'll get it in a minute.”

The Doctor walked into the next room and dropped the guns. He re-entered the chamber and poked Rory. “Hello again,” he said.

“Hello.” “How've you been?”

“Good. Yeah. Good. I mean, Roman.”

The awkwardness was so thick you could cut it with a knife.

“Rory, I'm not trying to be rude, but you died.”

“Yeah, I know. I was there.”

“You died and then you were erased from time. You didn't just die, you were never born at all. You never existed.”

“Erased? What does that mean?”

“How can you be here?”

“I don't know. It's kind of fuzzy.”

“Fuzzy?”

“Well, I died and turned into a Roman. It's very distracting.”

Rory walked over to Amy and stroked her hair. “Did she miss me?”

Before the Doctor could answer his question, the ground shook.

They ran back into the chamber to find the designs on the Pandorica were glowing green and moving.

“What is it? What's happening?” Rory asked.

“The final phase. It's opening.” The Doctor grabbed his communicator and called River. “Yes. Now hurry up and get the TARDIS here I need equipment!” He hung up and approached the Pandorica. “What are you? They're all here, all of them, all for you. What could you possibly be?”

The Doctor grabbed the communicator and soniced it, effectively making it a megaphone. “Sorry, sorry, dropped it. Hello, Stonehenge! Who takes the Pandorica, takes the universe,” he said as they ascended the stairs, “But bad news, everyone…” The Doctor jumped up on the Altar stone. “Because guess who? Ha! Listen, you lot, you're all whizzing about. It's really very distracting. Could you all just stay still a minute because I am talking!”

The spaceships stopped moving.

“The question of the hour is, who's got the Pandorica? Answer, I do. Next question. Who's coming to take it from me? Come on! Look at me. No plan, no back up, no weapons worth a damn. Oh, and something else. I don't have anything to lose! So, if you're sitting up there in your silly little spaceship, with all your silly little guns, and you've got any plans on taking the Pandorica tonight, just remember who's standing in your way. Remember every black day I ever stopped you, and then, and then, do the smart thing. Let somebody else try first.”

Elise clapped as the spaceships retreated. She hoped that one day she could give speeches like that. She wanted to be exactly like the Doctor when she grew up.

The Doctor jumped down from the Altar stone and high-fived Elise. “That'll keep them squabbling for half an hour,” the Doctor told them, “Romans.” The Doctor, Elise, and Rory went back down to the Pandorica chamber.

“They're still out there. What do we do now?” Rory asked.

“If I can stop whatever's in this box getting out, then they'll go home.”

“Right.”

“Rory, I'm sorry. You're going to have to be very brave now.”

Amy walked straight past Rory to get to the Doctor. “Oh, my head.”

“Ah,” the Doctor said, opening his mouth.

Amy did the same.

“Just your basic knock-out drops. Get some fresh air, you'll be fine,” he told her.

“Is it safe up there?”

“Not remotely, but it's fresh.”

“Fine.” Amy turned around and bumped into Rory. “Oh, you're the guy, yeah? The one who did the swordy thing.”

“Yeah,” he said.

“Well, thanks for the swording. Nice swording.”

Amy headed up the stairs.

“No problem. My men are up there. They'll look after you,” Rory told her.

“Good. Love a Roman.”

Rory turned back to the Doctor. “She doesn't remember me. How can she not remember me?”

“Because you never existed. There are cracks. Cracks in time. There's going to be a huge explosion in the future, on one particular day. And every other moment in history is cracking around it.”

“So how does that work? What kind of explosion? What exploded?”

“Doesn't matter. The cracks are everywhere now. Get too close to them and you can fall right out of the universe.”

“So I fell through a crack and now I was never born?”

“Basically.”

“Well, how did I end up here?”

“I don't know, you shouldn't have.” The Doctor stopped working on the Pandorica and approached Rory. “What happened? From your point of view, what physically happened?”

“I was in the cave, with you, Elise, and Amy. I was dying, and then I was just here, a Roman soldier. A proper Roman. Head full of Roman stuff. A whole other life, just here like I'd woken up from a dream. I started to think it was a dream, you, Amy, Elise, and Leadworth. And then today, in the camp, the men were talking about the visitors. The girl with the red hair. I thought you'd come back for me. But she can't even remember me.”

“Oh, shut up.”

“What?”

The Doctor tossed the ring box to Rory. “Go get her.”

“But I don't understand. Why am I here?”

“Because you are. The universe is big. It's vast and complicated and ridiculous, and sometimes, very rarely, impossible things just happen and we call them miracles, and that's the theory. Nine hundred years, never seen one yet, but this would do me. Now get upstairs. She's Amy and she's surrounded by Romans. I'm not sure history can take it.” The Doctor clapped Rory on the back and he left.

Elise looked up at the Doctor with a smile.

“Oh shut up”, he told her.

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The Littlest Timelord: Cracks in Time Chapter 20

TITLE: The Littlest Timelord: Cracks in Time Chapter 20 PAIRING: No Pairing RATING: T CHAPTER: 20/? SUMMARY: A little girl escapes the Time War when the Timelord’s return in “End of Time Part 2″. The newly regenerated Doctor must now raise the little girl while trying to find out why cracks in time keep following them around.

[A/N - Wow. Chapter 20. Can you believe we’ve made it this far? We’re onto “Amy’s Choice” now, so we’re half-way through the season!]

The Doctor stumbled out of the TARDIS from where it was parked in a small garden. “Rory!” the Doctor yelled as he came out of the house.

“Doctor”.

“I've crushed your flowers…”

“Oh, Amy will kill you”.

“Where is she?”

“She'll need a bit longer”.

“Whenever you're ready, Amy!”

Amy waddled out of the house.

“Oh, way-hey! You've swallowed a planet!” the Doctor exclaimed.

“I'm pregnant”, Amy told him.

“You're huge”.

“Yeah, I'm pregnant”.

“Look at you. When worlds collide”.

“Doctor, I'm pregnant”.

“Oh, look at you both. Five years later and you haven't changed a bit…” The Doctor hugged his former companions. “…apart from age and size”.

“Oh, it's good to see you, Doctor”.

“Are you pregnant?”

Amy laughed. “Where’s Elise?” Amy asked him.

The Doctor waved his hand dismissively. “Oh, dropped her off with River for a while”.

“Oh? Co-parenting, I see”, Amy said.

*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*

Elise opened her eyes and found herself in a bedroom, but it wasn’t her one on the TARDIS. She sat up as her father came into the room.

“Good morning, my little one!” he said, “C’mon. Mummy has breakfast waiting”.

He picked her up and carried her downstairs.

River was standing in the kitchen.

The Doctor handed her off to River and Elise buried her face in the woman’s blonde curls.

“How did you sleep, my little star?” she asked.

Where were Amy and Rory?

“She seems a little off today”, the Doctor told River as he ate some cereal straight from the box.

River glared at him as she rubbed Elise’s back. “You’ll feel better once you eat something, love”, River said and put her in her chair.

But all Elise wanted was her Auntie Amy. Her blue eyes filled with tears.

“Oh, don’t cry”, the Doctor told her, “We’ll go to the park later and then we can go for ice cream!”

“Not until she’s eaten breakfast”, River said. River set a plate of scrambled eggs in front of her, but Elise pushed it away from her.

She didn’t want to eat. She wanted to go back to the TARDIS.

River sighed. “Elise Smith, eat your food or we’re not going to the park”.

Elise picked up her fork and ate her breakfast reluctantly. Once she was done, River took her upstairs to get dressed.

They came back downstairs and River opened the front door.

Elise’s eyes went wide. She was on Gallifrey. They were on Gallifrey! The sky was the same burnt orange she remembered it being and the trees shone with silver leaves. Elise ran into the front yard, burying her hands in the red grass. It all felt so real.

“Elise!” her father called.

She walked over to him and he pulled a tarp off something.

A brand new tricycle sat there.

“Made it myself”, he told her, “Still has training wheels of course. I thought you could ride it to the park”.

*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*

“Someone, something, is overriding my controls!” the Doctor yelled.

A short man in a red bow tie and tweed jacket appeared on the stairs behind the Doctor. “Well, that took a while. Honestly, I'd heard such good things. Last of the Time Lords, the Oncoming Storm. Him in the bow tie”, he said.

“How did you get into my TARDIS? What are you?”

“What shall we call me? Well, if you're the Time Lord, let's call me the Dream Lord”.

“Nice look”.

“This? No, I'm not convinced. Bow ties?”

The Doctor tossed his screwdriver at the Dream Lord and it went right through him. “Interesting”.

“I'd love to be impressed, but Dream Lord. It's in the name, isn't it? Spooky. Not quite there”. He popped up behind them. “And yet, very much here”.

“I'll do the talking, thank you. Amy, want to take a guess at what that is?” the Doctor asked.

“Er, Dream Lord. He creates dreams”.

“Dreams, delusions, cheap tricks”.

The Dream Lord pointed to Rory. “And what about the gooseberry, here. Does he get a guess?”

“Er, listen, mate. If anyone's the gooseberry round here, it's the Doctor”, Rory said.

“Well now, there's a delusion I'm not responsible for”.

“No, he is. Isn't he, Amy”.

“Oh, Amy, have to sort your men out. Choose, even”.

“I have chosen. Of course I've chosen”, Amy told him. There was a pause before Amy hit Rory. “It's you, stupid”.

“Oh, good. Thanks”.

The Dream Lord popped up behind them again. “You can't fool me. I've seen your dreams. Some of them twice. Amy. Blimey, I'd blush if I had a blood supply or a real face”.

“Where did you pick up this cheap cabaret act?” the Doctor asked.

“Me? Oh, you're on shaky ground”.

“Am I?”

“If you had any more tawdry quirks you could open up a Tawdry Quirk Shop. The madcap vehicle, the cockamamie hair, the clothes designed by a first-year fashion student. I'm surprised you haven't got a little purple space dog just to ram home what an intergalactic wag you are. Where was I?”

“You were…” Rory said.

The Dream Lord appeared on the upper part of the TARDIS. “I know where I was. So, here's your challenge. Two worlds. Here, in the time machine, and there, in the village that time forgot”.

“One question. What have you done with Elise?”

“And why would you care about that brat? She’s been a burden on you ever since you ‘acquired’ her”.

“She’s not a brat. She’s my daughter”.

The Dream Lord rolled his eyes. “Fine. I’ve sent her into her own dream. But it’s not all sunshine and roses there either”.

“If you’ve harmed her…”

“Nothing dangerous. Just not as sweet as it can be. Soon as you choose, you can have her back. Here are the rules for you three. One is real, the other's fake. And just to make it more interesting, you're going to face in both worlds a deadly danger, but only one of the dangers is real. Tweet, tweet. Time to sleep”.

The birdsong started up again.

“Oh. Or are you waking up?”

*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*

The Doctor and River walked hand-in-hand down to the shops with Elise riding her tricycle in front of them.

She noticed the looks they were getting. People whispered behind their hands as they passed.

“Ignore them, sweetie” River told her.

They finally came to the park and Elise left her bike with them to go play on the playground. But all the children she encountered ignored her. It was like she wasn’t even there. Every time she tried to insert herself into a game, the other children stopped playing and walked away from her. Elise finally sat down on a swing by herself as she watched her father and River argue.

“It’s okay, sweetie”, River told him.

“No! It’s not, River! Look at her!”

“Shh, keep your voice down”.

“The other children won’t even play with her. What are we supposed to do when she starts the Academy? The teachers are going to be extra tough on her because she’s my daughter”.

“We’ll figure that out when it comes time”.

Tears filled Elise’s eyes as she stormed over to them. She wrapped her arms around River’s legs as she cried.

River picked her up. “Shh…it’s okay, sweetie”.

The Doctor sadly picked up the tricycle and they walked home while River tried to comfort Elise.

Elise didn’t understand what was going on, but she didn’t want this anymore. She wanted to be with Amy and Rory and her father in the TARDIS.

Exploring the galaxy and running around saving people.

*~*~*~*~*~*~~*~*~*~*~*

When they got home, Elise went straight to her room and climbed in bed. Her father followed her and laid down behind her. Elise rolled over and buried her face in his chest, taking comfort from his scent.

Whatever this was, he still smelled the same to her and wore his tweed jacket and bow tie with pride. “I’m sorry”, he said as he stroked her hair.

She could hear the tears in his voice. Elise closed her eyes as he started to hum “Rainbow Connection”.

The song he used to help her fall asleep after the Byzantium.

A few minutes later, the door opened and River walked in carrying a breakfast tray with three bowls of ice cream.

“I thought you two could use some cheering up”, she said. She set it down on the bed as Elise and the Doctor sat up. River went into the bathroom and grabbed a warm wet towel and cleaned Elise’s face. “There we go”, she said, smiling.

Elise gave her a small smile before grabbing her bowl of ice cream.

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The Littlest Timelord: Cracks in Time Chapter 26

TITLE: The Littlest Timelord: Cracks in Time Chapter 26 PAIRING: No Pairing RATING: T CHAPTER: 26/? SUMMARY: A little girl escapes the Time War when the Timelord’s return in “End of Time Part 2″. The newly regenerated Doctor must now raise the little girl while trying to find out why cracks in time keep following them around.

Amy, Elise, and the Doctor walked through the Musée d'Orsay. The trip was a treat for both Amy and Elise.

Elise, because she had recently discovered she liked drawing and painting, and Amy, because there were still times where tears would fall down her face and she had no idea why.

They entered a gallery filled with sculptures and Elise walked over to one. Elise reached out to touch the sculpture, but the Doctor grabbed her hand.

“Don’t touch”, he told her.

They moved into the next gallery.

Elise once again reached out to touch something.

The Doctor grabbed her hand again and knelt down in front of her. “I told you not to touch”.

Elise glared at him.

“You touch something again and we’re going back to the TARDIS. Do you understand?”

Elise tried pulling her wrist out of the Doctor’s grasp.

“Elise? Do you understand me?” he asked her, not letting go.

Amy just giggled at the standoff between the two Timelords.

“This isn’t funny, Amelia”, the Doctor said, not taking his eyes off Elise.

“Doctor, she’s a child. They always do the opposite of what you tell them”.

“There are rules. She needs to learn them”.

Amy knelt down in front of the small girl and said, “Next time, we’ll go to a children’s museum okay? Then you can play and touch as much as you’d like”.

Elise’s eyes went wide and she nodded excitedly.

“See?” Amy said turning to the Doctor.

“Elise, if you don’t touch anything else, we’ll go okay?”

She nodded and he let go of her.

“You know, you probably should have brought her bear or something or at least let her bring her sketchbook”, Amy said, “River would have known what to do”.

The Doctor rolled his eyes at the mention of the bushy haired woman.

They finally entered the Vincent Van Gogh gallery since Van Gogh was one of Amy’s favorite painters.

“Thanks for bringing me”, Amy told the Doctor.

“You're welcome”.

“You're being so nice to me. Why are you being so nice to me?”

“I'm always nice to you”.

“Not like this. These places you're taking me. Arcadia, the Trojan Gardens, now this. I think it's suspicious”.

“What? It's not. There's nothing to be suspicious about”.

“Okay, I was joking. Why aren't you?”

The three of them stopped to watch a tour guide.

“Each of these pictures now is worth tens of millions of pounds, yet in his lifetime he was a commercial disaster. Sold only one painting, and that to the sister of a friend. We have here possibly the greatest artist of all time, but when he died you could sold his entire body of work and got about enough money to buy a sofa and a couple of chairs. If you follow me now…”

“Who is it?” a child’s voice asked.

“It's the doctor”, another answered.

The three of them turned around to find two small boys standing in front of a painting.

“He was the doctor who took care of Van Gogh when he started to go mad”.

“I knew that”.

“Look!” Amy said, grabbing the Doctor’s hand. She pulled him over a painting of a church. “There it is. The actual one”.

“Yes. You can almost feel his hand painting it right in front of you, carving the colors into shapes…” The Doctor’s eyes zeroed in on something in the painting. “Wait a minute”.

“What?” Amy asked.

The Doctor pointed to something in the window. “Well, just look at that”.

“What?”

The Doctor ruffled the back of his hair, nervously. This was supposed to be a calm trip, but it was quickly turning into something else. “Something very not good indeed”, he said.

“What thing very not good?” Amy asked.

“Look there, in the window of the church”.

In the window was an odd looking monster.

“Is it a face?”

“Yes. And not a nice face at all. I know evil when I see it and I see it in that window”.

The Doctor walked over to the tour guide and pulled out his psychic paper. “Excuse me. If I can just interrupt for one second. Sorry, everyone. Routine inspection, Ministry of Art and Artiness. So, er…”

“Doctor Black”, the tour guide said.

“Yes, that's right. Do you know when that picture of the church was painted?”

“Ah, well, ah, well, what an interesting question. Most people imagine…”

“I'm going to have to hurry you. When was it?”

“Exactly?”

“As exactly as you can. Without a long speech, if poss. I'm in a hurry”.

“Well, in that case, probably somewhere between the first and third of June”.

“What year?”

“1890. Less than a year before…before he killed himself”.

“Thank you, sir. Very helpful indeed. Nice bow-tie. Bow-ties are cool”.

“Yours is very…”

“Oh, thank you. Keep telling them stuff”.

The Doctor turned around and grabbed Amy’s hand. “We need to go”.

“What about the other pictures?” she asked.

“Art can wait. This is life and death. We need to talk to Vincent Van Gogh”.

The Doctor lightly shoved Amy towards the exit.

Elise hesitated, looking back at all the paintings.

“We’ll come back”, the Doctor told her, softly, “Promise”. He made two crossing motions over his hearts.

Finally, Elise took his hand and let him lead her back to the TARDIS.

*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*

They stepped out into an alleyway.

“Right, so, here's the plan. We find Vincent and he leads us straight to the church and our nasty friend”, the Doctor said.

“Easy peasy”, Amy told him as they made their way out of the alley.

“Well, no. I suspect nothing will be easy with Mister Van Gogh. Now, he'll probably be in the local cafe. Sort of orangey light, chairs and tables outside”.

Amy opened her guide book and flipped to a painting of an outdoor café. “Like this?”

“That's the one”.

They looked up and saw the café in front of them.

“Or indeed like that”, Amy said.

“Yeah, exactly like that”. The Doctor walked up to the café, Elise and Amy following behind. “Good evening. Does the name Vincent Van Gogh ring a bell?”

“Don't mention that man to me”, a man said storming back inside.

“Excuse me. Do you know Vincent Van Gogh?” the Doctor asked the waitresses.

“Unfortunately”.

“Unfortunately?” Amy asked.

“He's drunk, he's mad and he never pays his bills”.

“Good painter, though, eh?” the Doctor asked them.

The waitresses laughed.

The Doctor sat down in a chair, placing Elise in the one beside him.

“Come on! Come on! One painting for one drink. That's not a bad deal”, they heard.

Vincent Van Gogh and the man from before stepped outside.

Both the Doctor and Amy smiled with excitement at seeing him.

Elise would have too if she had known more about him.

“It wouldn't be a bad deal if the painting were any good. I can't hang that up on my walls. It'd scare the customers half to death. It's bad enough having you in here in person, let alone looming over the customers day and night in a stupid hat. You pay money or you get out”.

“I'll pay, if you like”, the Doctor said.

“What?”

“Well, if you like, I'll pay for the drink. Or I'll pay for the painting and you can use the money to pay for the drink”.

“Exactly who are you?” Vincent asked.

“Oh, I'm new in town”.

“Well, in that case, you don't know three things. One, I pay for my own drinks, thank you”.

Everyone around him laughed.

“Two, no one ever buys any of my paintings or they would be laughed out of town. So if you want to stay in town, I suggest you keep your cash to yourself. And three, your friend's cute, but you should keep your big nose out of other people's business”. Vincent turned back to the manager of the bar. “Come on, just one more drink. I'll pay tomorrow”.

“No”.

“Or, on the other hand, slightly more compassionately, yes?”

“Or, on the other hand, to protect my business from madmen, no”.

“Or?”

Amy groaned loudly, tired of listening to them argue. “Oh look, just shut up, the pair of you. I would like a bottle of wine, please, which I will then share with whomever I choose”.

“That could be good”, Vincent said.

“That's good by me”, the manager agreed.

“Good”, Amy said and entered the café.

The Doctor, Elise, and Vincent went into the café and sat down at a table.

Amy was given her bottle of wine and she poured some for Vincent and herself as they talked.

“That accent of yours. You from Holland like me?” Vincent asked Amy.

“Yes”, the Doctor said at the same time Amy said, “No”.

“She means yes”, the Doctor told Vincent, “So, start again. Hello, I'm the Doctor”. He held out his hand for Vincent to shake.

“I knew it!”

The Doctor dropped his hand. “Sorry?”

“My brother's always sending doctors, but you won't be able to help”.

The Doctor laughed. “Oh, no, not that kind of doctor”. He noticed one of Vincent’s paintings sitting on the floor next to his chair. “That's incredible, don't you think, Amy?”

“Absolutely. One of my favorites”.

“One of my favorite whats?” Vincent asked, “You've never seen my work before”.

“Ah yes. One of my favorite paintings that I've ever seen, generally”, Amy corrected herself.

“Then you can't have seen many paintings, then. I know it's terrible. It's the best I can do. Your hair's orange”.

Amy leaned forward. “Yes. So's yours”.

“Yes. It was more orange, but now is, of course, less”.

Elise and the Doctor both rolled their eyes in unison.

“So. Er, Vincent, painted any churches recently? Any churchy plans? Are churches, chapels, religiousy stuff like that, something you'd like to get into? You know, fairly soon?” the Doctor asked.

“Well, there is one church I'm thinking of painting when the weather is right”.

“That is very good news”.

A woman ran into the café screaming, “She's been murdered! Help me!”

“That, on the other hand, isn't quite such good news. Come on, Amy, Vincent, Elise!”

They all got up from their chairs and ran out into the street.

“Please, let me look. I'm a doctor”, the Doctor said, kneeling next to the body.

Amy picked Elise up and covered her face with her scarf. She didn’t need to see something like this.

“Oh no, no, no”.

A woman came running up to them. “Away, all of you vultures. This is my daughter. Giselle. What monster could have done this? Get away from her!”

“Okay, okay”, the Doctor said standing up and backing away from the distraught mother.

“Get that madman out of here!” she yelled.

The crowd started throwing stones at them.

“You bring this on us. Your madness! You!”

They all ran out into an alleyway.

“Are you all right?” the Doctor asked Vincent.

Amy checked Elise over for any injuries, but the small Timelord was unharmed.

“Yes, I'm used to it”, Vincent told him.

“Has anything like this murder happened here before?”

“Only a week ago. It's a terrible time”.

“As I thought. As I thought. Come on, we'd better get you home”.

“Where are you staying tonight?”

The Doctor clapped Vincent on the shoulder with a smile. “Oh, you're very kind”.

Amy giggled nervously and then followed after the Doctor, Elise still in her arms.

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The Littlest Timelord: Cracks in Time Chapter 18

TITLE: The Littlest Timelord: Cracks in Time Chapter 18 PAIRING: No Pairing RATING: T CHAPTER: 18/? SUMMARY: A little girl escapes the Time War when the Timelord’s return in “End of Time Part 2″. The newly regenerated Doctor must now raise the little girl while trying to find out why cracks in time keep following them around.

[A/N - First chapter of “Vampires in Venice”!]

Elise woke up and ventured out of her room. Where was her father and Amy? Just as she was about to go looking for them, they came through the doors with a man following them.

It was Amy’s boyfriend.

What was his name again? Roger? Reggie?

The Doctor walked up to the small Timelord. “Elise! What are you doing? You’re supposed to stay in your room until I come and get you”, he scolded her.

Her bottom lip quivered as her eyes went wide.

The Doctor sighed and picked her up.

“Told you”, Amy sang.

“Shut-up”, the Doctor muttered.

“Um, who is she?” Rory asked Amy.

“The Doctor’s sort-of daughter. Elise, you remember Rory?”

The Doctor handed Elise to Amy as he went down below the platform to work on the TARDIS.

“Umm, hello?” Rory said to Elise.

Elise just smiled and waved.

“She doesn’t really speak. She’s trying to, aren’t you?” Amy said.

Elise nodded.

“But she’s what? 4 or 5? She should be speaking by now”, Rory said.

Elise, ashamed, hid her face in Amy’s red hair.

Amy rubbed her back to comfort her as she glared at her fiancé.

“What?” he asked. He hadn’t meant to upset the little girl.

“Oh, the life out there, it dazzles. I mean, it blinds you to the things that are important. I've seen it devour relationships and plans”.

The rotor sparked and let out smoke.

“It's meant to do that”, the Doctor told them, “Because for one person to have seen all that, to taste the glory and then go back, it will tear you apart. So, I'm sending you somewhere, together”.

“Whoa. What, like a date?” Amy asked.

The Doctor put his goggles away and made his way to the platform. “Anywhere you want. Any time you want. One condition. It has to be amazing. The Moulin Rouge in 1890. The first Olympic Games. Think of it as a wedding present, because it's either this or tokens. It's a lot to take in, isn't it? Tiny box, huge room inside. What's that about? Let me explain”.

“It's another dimension”, Rory said.

“It's basically another dimens…What?”

“After what happened with Prisoner Zero, I've been reading up on all the latest scientific theories. FTL travel, parallel universes”.

“I like the bit when someone says it's bigger on the inside. I always look forward to that”.

“So, this date”, Amy said, breaking up a fight she had feeling was about to start, “I'm kind of done with running down corridors. What do you think, Rory?”

The Doctor pulled a lever. “How about somewhere romantic?”

When they landed, Amy helped Elise into her new harness and they left the TARDIS. They stepped out into a busy marketplace.

“Venice!” the Doctor said, throwing his arms out, “Venezia. La Serenissima. Impossible city. Preposterous city. Founded by refugees running from Attila the Hun. It was just a collection of little wooden huts in the middle of the marsh, but became one of the most powerful cities in the world”.

The Doctor continued to rant as they walked. “Constantly being invaded, constantly flooding, constantly just beautiful. Ah, you got to love Venice. So many people did. Byron, Napoleon, Casanova. Ooo, that reminds me”. The Doctor checked his watch. “1580. That's all right. Casanova doesn't get born for a hundred and forty five years. Don't want to run into him. I owe him a chicken”.

“You owe Casanova a chicken?” Rory asked him.

“Long story. We had a bet”.

A man stepped into their pathway and stopped them. “Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa. Papers, if you please. Proof of residency, current bill of medical inspection”.

The Doctor pulled out his psychic paper and held it up. “There you go, fellow. All to your satisfaction, I think you'll find”.

The inspector snatched the psychic paper from his hand. “I am so sorry, your Holiness. I didn't realize”.

The Doctor made a cross sign over his chest. “No worries. You were just doing your job. Sorry, what exactly is your job?”

“Checking for aliens. Visitors from foreign lands what might bring the plague with them”.

“Oh, that's nice. See where you bring me? The plague”, Amy said, hitting the Doctor on the arm.

“Don't worry, Viscountess. No, we're under quarantine here. No one comes in, no one goes out, and all because of the grace and wisdom of our patron, Signora Rosanna Calvierri”, the inspector told them.

“How interesting. I heard the plague died out years ago”, the Doctor said.

“Not out there. No, Signora Calvierri has seen it with her own eyes. Streets are piled high with bodies, she said”.

“Did she now?”

Rory took the psychic paper from the Inspector. “Er, according to this, I am your eunuch”, he told Amy.

“Oh yeah. I'll explain later”, she said, hurrying after the Doctor and Elise.

They came to a stop and watched a procession of girls in white dresses and veils from across the canal.

A man ran up to them. He went through the girls yelling, “Isabella!”

One of the girls knocked him down and they quickly left.

Now that was odd.

Since this was meant to be Amy and Rory’s date, the Doctor decided to leave them and find out what was going on. Amy didn’t want to run through corridors? Fine. He’d do it himself, with Elise of course.

The Doctor and Elise waited in an alleyway not far from the canal. When the man walked by, the Doctor popped out. “Who are those girls?” he asked him.

“I thought everyone knew about the Calvierri school”.

“My first day here. It's okay. Parents do all sorts of things to get their children into good schools. They move house, they change religion. So why are you trying to get her out?”

“Something happens in there. Something magical, something evil. My own daughter didn't recognize me. And the girl who pushed me away, her face, like an animal”.

The Doctor through an arm over the man’s shoulder and said, “I think it's time I met this Signora Calvierri”.

*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*

Guido ran up to the gates of the school yelling, “You have my daughter. Isabella!”

The distraction allowed the Doctor and Elise to sneak around to the water gate and get in that way.

The Doctor had tried to leave Elise with Guido, but she screamed when he tried to hand her over. Maybe Wilf was right. Maybe she was too attached to him.

They made their way down a stone staircase into a basement. There was a mirror on the wall and the Doctor walked up to it.

“Hello, handsome”, he said, adjusting his bowtie.

Elise rolled her eyes.

“Who are you?” a chorus of voices asked.

The Doctor spun around and saw five girls standing there. He looked at them and then back at the mirror.

They had no reflections.

“How are you doing that? I am loving it. You're like Houdini, only five slightly scary girls, and he was shorter. Will be shorter. I'm rambling”.

“I'll ask you again, signor. Who are you?”

“Why don't you check this out?” He pulled out a black wallet and showed them. The girls just stared at it until he flipped it around. He groaned, realizing it wasn’t his psychic paper. “Library card. Of course, it's with….He's…I need a spare. Pale, creepy girls who don't like sunlight and can't be seen in…Ha. Am I thinking what I think I'm thinking? But the city. Why shut down the city? Unless…”

“Leave now, signor, or we shall call for the Steward, if you are lucky”. The girls’ teeth turned into needles and Elise whimpered in the Doctor’s ear.

They started to come towards them, hissing.

“Tell me the whole plan!”

The girls continued to advance on them.

“One day that will work”, he muttered, “Listen, I would love to stay here. This whole thing. I'm thrilled. Oh, this is Christmas”. The Doctor turned and ran for the stairs.

Night had fallen.

“Doctor!” Amy yelled, running towards them.

“Elise and I just met some vampires”.

“We just saw a vampire”.

“And creepy girls and everything”.

“Vampires”.

The two jumped up and down with excitement, jostling Elise.

She whined and tapped the back of the Doctor’s head with her forehead, letting him know she didn’t appreciate it.

The Doctor stopped jumping as Rory finally caught up.

“We think we just saw a vampire”, Rory said.

“Yeah, yeah, yeah, I know. Amy was just telling me”, the Doctor told him.

“Yeah, yeah. The Doctor and Elise actually went to their house”, Amy said.

“Oh. Right. Well…”

“Okay. So, first we need to get back in there somehow”, the Doctor said.

“What?” Rory asked.

“How do we do that?” Amy asked.

“Back in where?”

“Come and meet me and Elise’s new friend”, the Doctor told them.

*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~

Elise sat in the Doctor’s lap as they came up with a plan.

Guido had a map of Venice laying out on the table. “As you saw, there's no clear way in. The House of Calvierri is like a fortress. But there's a tunnel underneath it, with a ladder and shaft that leads up into the house. I tried to get in once myself, but I hit a trapdoor”, Guido said.

“You need someone on the inside”, Amy told them.

“No”, the Doctor said.

“You don't even know what I was going to say”.

“Er, that we pretend you're an applicant for the school to get you inside, and tonight you come down and open the trapdoor to let us in”.

“Oh. So you do know what I was going to say”.

“Are you insane?” Rory asked her.

“We don't have another option”.

“He said no, Amy. Listen to him”.

“There is another option”, Guido told them. He pointed to the barrels behind where Rory was sitting. “I work at the Arsenale. We build the warships for the navy”.

The Doctor set Elise down on the table and walked over to the barrels, sniffing them. “Gunpowder. Most people just nick stationery from where they work. Look, I have a thing about guns and huge quantities of explosive”.

Rory got up and moved away from the gunpowder only to bump into a dead rabbit hanging near the fireplace.

“What do you suggest, then? We wait until they turn her into an animal?” Guido asked.

“I'll be there three, four hours, tops”, Amy told the Doctor.

He considered it for a second, admiring her bravery before he shut the idea down. “No. No, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no. It can't keep happening like this. This is how they go”. The Doctor sat down on Guido’s bed and rubbed his face with his hand. “But I have to know. We go together, say you're my daughter”.

“What? Don't listen to him”, Rory told her.

“Your daughter? You look about nine”. He barely looked old enough to claim Elise was his daughter and she looked like him.

“Brother, then”.

“Too weird. Fiancé”.

“I'm not having him run around telling people he's your fiancé”, Rory said.

“No. No, you're right”, Amy said, finally agreeing with him on something.

“Thank you”.

“I mean, they've already seen the Doctor. You should do it”.

“Me?”

“Yeah. You can be my brother”.

“Why is him being your brother weird, but with me, it's okay?”

“Actually, I thought you were her fiancé”, Guido said, gesturing to the Doctor.

“Yeah, that's not helping”.

“This whole thing is mental!” Rory told Amy, “They're vampires, for God's sake”.

“We hope”, the Doctor said.

“So if they're not vampires?” Amy asked.

“Makes you wonder what could be so bad it doesn't actually mind us thinking it's a vampire…”

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The Littlest Timelord: Cracks in Time Chapter 25

TITLE: The Littlest Timelord: Cracks in Time Chapter 25 PAIRING: No Pairing RATING: T CHAPTER: 25/? SUMMARY: A little girl escapes the Time War when the Timelord’s return in “End of Time Part 2″. The newly regenerated Doctor must now raise the little girl while trying to find out why cracks in time keep following them around.

They made it to the laboratory and the Doctor sealed the door. “Elliot, you and your dad keep your eyes on that screen. Let me know if we get company”. The Doctor tossed the stopwatch to Amy. “Amy, keep reminding me how much time I haven't got”.

“Okay. Um, er, twelve minutes till drill impact”, Amy told him.

The Doctor walked up to Tony. “Tony Mack. Sweaty forehead, dilated pupils. What are you hiding?”

Tony opened his shirt to reveal green veins crawling up his neck.

“Tony, what happened?” Nasreen asked.

The Doctor pulled out his sonic screwdriver and pressed it to the veins, scanning them.

“Alaya's sting. She said there's no cure. I'm dying, aren't I?” Tony asked.

The Doctor transferred the results to the machine in front of him. “You're not dying, you're mutating”.

“How can I stop it?”

“Decontamination program. Might work. Don't know. Eldane, can you run the program on Tony?” Eldane nodded and helped Tony into one of the decontamination pods.

“Doctor, shedload of those creatures coming our way. We're surrounded in here”, Mo told him.

“So, question is, how we do stop the drill given we can't get there in time? Plus, also, how do we get out, given that we're surrounded? Nasreen, how do you feel about an energy pulse channeled up through the tunnels to the base of the drill?”

“To blow up my life's work?”

“Yes. Sorry. No nice way of putting that”.

“Right, well, you're going to have to do it before the drill hits the city, in…”

“Eleven minutes forty seconds”, Amy supplied.

“Yes. Squeaky bum time!” the Doctor said, running over to the controls.

“Yes, but the explosion is going to cave in all the surrounding tunnels, so we have to be out and on the surface by then”, Nasreen told him.

“But we can't get past Restac's troops”, Rory reminded them.

“I can help with that. Toxic Fumigation. An emergency failsafe meant to protect my species from infection. A warning signal to occupy cryo-chambers. After that, citywide fumigation by toxic gas. Then the city shuts down”, Eldane said.

The Doctor turned away from him and ran a hand through his hair.

“You could end up killing your own people”, Amy told him.

“Only those foolish enough to follow Restac”.

Elise walked over to the Doctor and took his hand in hers. He gave her a soft smile. She was so innocent and didn’t understand. He was the one who had killed the Timelords. Her family. Her. He’d have to tell her eventually.

“Eldane, are you sure about this?” he asked. Someone else was about to make the same decision he did.

“My priority is my race's survival. The Earth isn't ready for us to return yet”.

“No”.

“Ten minutes, Doctor”, Amy told him.

“But maybe it should be. So, here's a deal. Everybody listening. Eldane, you activate shutdown. I'll amend the system, set your alarm for a thousand years time. A thousand years to sort the planet out. To be ready. Pass it on. As legend, or prophesy, or religion, but somehow make it known. This planet is to be shared”.

“Yeah. I get you”, Elliot told him.

“Nine minutes, seven seconds”, Amy said.

The Doctor rushed over to the controls. “Yes. Fluid controls, my favorite. Energy pulse. Timed, primed and set. Before we go, energy barricade. Need to cancel it out quickly”. He soniced the controls.

“Fumigation pre-launching”, Eldane said.

“There's not much time for us to get from here to the surface, Doctor”, Rory told him.

“Ah ha, super-squeaky bum time. Get ready to run for your lives. Now”.

“But the decontamination program on your friend hasn't started yet”, Eldane said.

“Well, go. All of you, go”, Tony told them.

“No, we're not leaving you here”, Ambrose said.

“Granddad!” Elliot yelled, running to him.

“Eight minutes ten seconds”, Amy said.

The small family said their goodbyes as the toxic fumigation started.

Amy checked the screen. “They're going. We're clear”.

“Okay, everyone follow Nasreen. Look for a blue box. Get ready to run”, the Doctor told them. He soniced the door and it opened. “I’m sorry”, the Doctor told Eldane.

“I thought for a moment, our race and the humans…”

“Yeah, me too”.

“Doctor, we’ve got less than six minutes”, Amy told him.

“Go. Go! I’m right behind you!”

Elise wanted to wait for her father, but Rory grabbed her arm.

“He’s coming. Come on”, he said.

Elise nodded and took Rory’s hand as they ran for the TARDIS.

“Toxic fumigation is about to commence. Immediate evacuation”.

They finally made it to the TARDIS and the Doctor unlocked the door. “No questions, just get in. And yes, I know, it's big. Ambrose, sickbay up the stairs, left, then left again, Get yourself fixed up”.

Mo, Elliot, and Ambrose ran inside.

The Doctor turned and they saw a crack in the wall.

The one that had been following them around the universe.

“Not here. Not now. It's getting wider”, the Doctor said.

“The crack on my bedroom wall”.

“And the Byzantium. All through the universe, rips in the continuum. Some sort of space-time cataclysm. An explosion, maybe. Big enough to put cracks in the universe. But what?”

Amy checked the stopwatch. “Four minutes fifty. We have to go”.

“The Angels laughed when I didn't know. Prisoner Zero knew. Everybody knows except me”.

“Doctor, just leave it”.

“But where there's an explosion, there's shrapnel”. He pulled out a red handkerchief and ran over to the crack.

“Doctor, you can't put your hand in there!” Rory told him, holding Elise back.

“Why not?” The Doctor stuck his hand in the crack immediately cried out in pain.

Elise tried to run towards her father, but Amy grabbed her other arm.

“Argh. I've got something!” the Doctor yelled.

“What is it?” Amy asked.

He pulled his arm out, the piece of shrapnel in the handkerchief. “I don't know”.

“Doctor?” Rory asked.

They turned and saw Restac crawling towards them.

“She was there when the gas started. She must have been poisoned”, Amy said.

“You”, Restac said, trying to lift her gun.

“Okay, get in the TARDIS, all three of you”, the Doctor told them.

“You did this”, Restac hissed. She raised her gun to shoot the Doctor.

“Doctor!” Rory yelled. He pushed the Doctor out of the way and got hit.

“Rory!” Amy screamed, dropping to her knees beside him.

The Doctor knelt on the other side of him. “Rory, can you hear me?” he asked.

“I don't understand”, Rory said.

“Shush. Don't talk. Doctor, is he okay?” Amy asked, “We have to get him onto the TARDIS”.

“We were on the hill. I can't die here”.

Elise sat down next to her father and grabbed Rory’s hand. “Rrrry”, she said. It had been so long since she had spoken that she couldn’t make her mouth form the rest of the letters. “Rrrry”.

“Don’t say that”, Amy told him.

“You’re so beautiful. I’m sorry”.

With that, Rory took his last breath and stopped moving.

“Doctor, help him”, Amy said.

The light from the crack crept towards Rory’s feet.

“Amy, Elise, move away from the light. If it touches you, you'll be wiped from history. Amy, move away now”, the Doctor told her.

“No! I am not leaving him! We have to help him!”

“The light's already around him. We can't help him”.

“I am not leaving him”.

“We have to”.

“No!”

“I'm sorry”. The Doctor grabbed Amy and pulled her away from Rory.

“Get off me!” Amy screamed through her tears.

The Doctor dragged Amy to the TARDIS, Elise following.

“No!” Amy yelled as the Doctor closed the door, sonicing the lock. Amy continued to scream as she pounded on the door. “No! No! No! No! Let me out. Please let me out. I need to get to Rory. That light. If his body's absorbed, I'll forget him. He'll never have existed. You can't let that happen”.

The Doctor pulled a lever and the TARDIS engines started up.

Amy ran up to the platform. “What are you doing? Doctor, no! No! No! No!”

The Doctor grabbed the hysterical woman and pulled her away from the console. If the Doctor hadn’t been so worried about Amy, he would have noticed how Elise was staring at the TARDIS door with a blank look on her face.

In the future, it would be something that frequently happened when she was unable to process what she was feeling. She would just space out until someone brought her back to the present.

The TARDIS landed roughly, knocking the three of them to the floor.

“What were you saying?” Amy asked.

Mo and Elliot came down the stairs. “I have seen some things today, but this is beyond mad”, Mo said.

Amy grabbed the stopwatch. “Doctor. Five seconds till it all goes up”.

They all ran outside in time to see the drilling machine explode.

“All Nasreen's work just erased”, Amy said as they walked back to the church.

“Good thing she's not here to see it. She's going to give Tony hell when they wake up”, Mo said.

Amy nudged Elise towards Elliot.

Elise walked up to the boy.

“You’re going then?” Elliot asked.

Elise nodded.

“Do you think you’ll ever come back?” he asked.

Elise shrugged.

“Goodbye then”, he said. He leaned forward and kissed Elise on the cheek, causing the young Timelord to blush.

She walked back over to Amy who teased her, “Aww. Elise has a crush!”

The Doctor walked up to the two of them and picked Elise up. She nuzzled his neck with her face and grabbed onto his bowtie as they walked back to the TARDIS.

“You're very quiet”, Amy told the Doctor.

Across the hill there stood only one figure, unlike earlier.

“Oh. Hey, look. There I am again. Hello, me”, Amy said, waving. She then got very sad.

“Are you okay?” the Doctor asked.

“I thought I saw someone else there for a second. I need a holiday. Didn't we talk about Rio?”

The Doctor set Elise down. “You two go in. Just fix this lock. Keeps jamming”, he said, pretending to have trouble opening the door.

“You boys and your locksmithery”, Amy said, entering the TARDIS.

Elise looked at her father for a second. He was hiding something, but what, she didn’t know.

“Go on”, he told her.

She entered the TARDIS and went to her room, where she finally allowed herself to cry and mourn for Rory. She had just started to like him and now he was gone. She had many questions, but her number one was this: Would it always hurt like this?

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The Littlest Timelord: Cracks in Time Chapter 31

TITLE: The Littlest Timelord: Cracks in Time Chapter 31 PAIRING: No Pairing RATING: T CHAPTER: 31/? SUMMARY: A little girl escapes the Time War when the Timelord’s return in “End of Time Part 2″. The newly regenerated Doctor must now raise the little girl while trying to find out why cracks in time keep following them around.

[A/N - We’re moving into the series finale. I think I’m keeping Elise with the Doctor instead of sending her off with River to the TARDIS.]

The Doctor and Elise arrived home as a cat was coming down the stairs.

“Have you been upstairs?” the Doctor asked the cat, “Yes?” He sat down and started petting the cat as he talked to it. “You can do it. Show me what's up there? What's behind that door? Try to show me.”

Elise stroked the cat’s soft fur and smiled, feeling it purr underneath her hand.

“Oh, but that doesn't make sense. Ever see anyone go up there? Lots of people? Good, good. What kind of people?” the Doctor asked.

The cat meowed.

“People who never came back down. Oh, that's bad. That's very bad.”

The door to flat opened and Craig stood there.

“Oh, hello,” the Doctor said.

“I can't take this anymore. I want you to go,” Craig told him.

The Doctor got up, leaving the cat and Elise on the steps.

The cat crawled into Elise’s lap as she scratched it behind the ears.

The cat scurried off as it heard the door open.

It was Sophie. “Oh, hello Elise”, she said.

“Please can you help me?” a voice asked.

Elise turned around and saw a little girl standing at the top of the stairs.

That was weird. Didn’t Craig say a man lived upstairs? Was this his daughter? Niece? Granddaughter?

“Hi,” Sophie said.

“Please, will you help me?”

“What's the matter, my love? Help you?” Sophie walked past Elise to go up the stairs.

“No,” Elise whispered, but Sophie didn’t hear her. Elise got up and followed Sophie.

Downstairs in the Doctor’s room, the Doctor and Craig heard a loud crash come from upstairs.

“People are dying up there? People are dying. People are dying. People are dying,” Craig repeated as another time loop started.

“Amy,” the Doctor said.

“They're being killed.”

“Someone's up there.”

The Doctor and Craig ran into the foyer and started up the stairs. “Hang on.”

Craig turned around and saw Sophie’s keys in the flat door.

“Craig, come on. Someone's dying up there.”

“Sophie. It's Sophie that's dying up there! It's Sophie!” Craig yelled, “Where's Sophie?”

The Doctor stopped at the door. “Wait, wait.” His hearts sped up as he realized Elise was no longer on the stairs or in the flat. “Elise. Where’s Elise? Amy? Just going in. Of course I can be upstairs.” The Doctor soniced the door open and they were standing in a timeship.

“What? What?” Craig asked.

“Oh. Oh, of course. The time engine isn't in the flat, the time engine is the flat. Someone's attempt to build a TARDIS,” the Doctor said.

“No, there's always been an upstairs.”

“Has there? Think about it.”

“Yes. No. I don't…”

“Perception filter. It's more than a disguise. It tricks your memory.”

There was a scream and Sophie was being pulled towards the center console. Elise was holding onto her jacket, trying to pull her away.

“Sophie! Sophie! Oh, my God, Sophie!” Craig yelled.

“Craig,” she said.

“Elise!” the Doctor yelled, finally seeing her.

Craig ran over to Sophie and grabbed her arm, trying to stop her.

“It's controlling her, Sophie. It's willing her to touch the activator,” the Doctor said.

“That's not going to have her,” Craig told him.

Sophie’s hand landed on the circular control.

The Doctor used his sonic screwdriver. “Ah, deadlock seal!”

“You've got to do something!” Craig yelled.

The control let go of Sophie’s hand and she fell back away from it.

“What? Why's it let her go?” the Doctor asked. He walked away from Craig, Sophie, and Elise as a man appeared.

“You will help me,” he said.

“Right. Stop. Crashed ship, let's see. Hello, I'm Captain Troy Handsome of International Rescue. Please state the nature of your emergency,” the Doctor said.

“The ship has crashed. The crew are dead. A pilot is required.”

“You're the emergency crash program. A hologram. What, you've been luring people up here so you can try them out?” The Doctor soniced the hologram and it flickered between the old man, a young man, and the young girl.

“You will help me. You will help me. You will help me.”

“Craig, what is this? Where am I?” Sophie asked, waking up.

“Hush,” the Doctor told her, “Human brains aren't strong enough, they just burn. But you're stupid, though. You just keep trying.”

“Seventeen people have been tried. Six billion four hundred thousand and twenty six remain.”

“Seriously, what is going on?” Sophie asked.

“Oh, for goodness sake. The top floor of Craig's building is in reality an alien space ship intent on slaughtering the population of this planet. Any questions? No, good.”

“Yes, I have questions.”

“The correct pilot has now been found,” the autopilot said.

“Yes, I was a bit worried that you were going to say that.” The Doctor started to be pulled towards the center console.

Elise got up and ran over to him, grabbing him around the waist but it was no use. Both of them were being pulled towards the console. If he was going, she was going with him.

“The correct pilot has been found. The correct pilot has been found. The correct pilot has been found,” the autopilot repeated.

“It's pulling me in. I'm the new pilot. No, I'm way too much for this ship. My hand touches that panel, the planet doesn't blow up, the whole solar system does.” The Doctor’s hand was nearly touching the controls.

“The correct pilot has been found.”

“No. Worst choice ever, I promise you. Stop this. It doesn't want everyone. Craig, it didn't want you.”

“I spoke to him and he said I couldn't help him.”

“It didn't want Sophie before but now it does. What's changed? Argh. No. No, I gave her the idea of leaving. It's a machine that needs to leave. It wants people who want to escape. And you don't want to leave, Craig. You're Mister Sofa Man. Craig, you can shut down the engine. Put your hand on the panel and concentrate on why you want to stay.”

“Craig, no,” Sophie told him.

“Will it work?” Craig asked.

“Yes.”

“Are you sure?”

“Yes.”

“Is that a lie?”

“Of course it's a lie!”

“It's good enough for me. Geronimo!” Craig slammed his hand down on the control panel.

The Doctor was released and he stumbled back.

Elise let go of him as he ran over Craig, who was now on his knees.

“Craig!” Sophie yelled.

Smoke was rising from Craig’s hand.

“Craig, what's keeping you here? Think about everything that makes you want to stay here. Why don't you want to leave?” the Doctor asked him, slapping him for good measure.

“Sophie. I don't want to leave Sophie. I can't leave Sophie. I love Sophie.”

“I love you, too, Craig, you idiot.” Sophie slammed her hand down on top of Craig’s.

“Honestly, do you mean that?”

“Of course I mean it. Do you mean it?”

“I've always meant it. Seriously though, do you mean it?”

“Yes.”

“What about the monkeys?”

“Oh, not now, not again. Craig, the planet's about to burn. For God's sake, kiss the girl!” the Doctor yelled.

Craig and Sophie kissed, the control panel letting go of Craig’s hand.

Elise’s nose wrinkled in disgust as she watched the adults kiss.

“Help me. Help me. Help me. Help me,” the autopilot repeated as it flickered in and out.

“Big no,” the Doctor said.

“Help me. Help me. Help me. Help me.”

“Did we switch it off?” Craig asked.

“Emergency shutdown. It's imploding. Everybody out, out, out!” the Doctor yelled.

Sophie, Craig, the Doctor, and Elise ran out of the flat just in time to see the timeship fly away.

A man walked by carrying a child.

“Look at them. Didn't they see that? The whole top floor just vanished,” Craig said.

“Perception filter. There never was a top floor,” the Doctor told him.

They went back inside the flat.

The Doctor cleaned up the room they had been staying in as Elise packed up her stuff into her backpack.

When they came out into the living, Sophie and Craig were kissing on the couch.

The Doctor turned away from them and left his keys on the table by the door.

“Oi,” Craig said, getting up from the couch.

“What, you're trying to sneak off?” Sophie asked.

“Yes, well, you were sort of busy,” the Doctor told them.

Craig picked up the keys and held them out to the Doctor. “I want you to keep these.”

“Thank you. Because I might pop back soon, have another little stay.”

“No, you won't. I've been in your head, remember. I still want you to keep them.”

“Thank you, Craig.”

“Thank you, Doctor.”

“Sophie. Now then. Six billion four hundred thousand and twenty six people in the world. That's the number to beat.”

“Yeah,” Sophie said. She looked down at Elise. “Be good for your father, okay? You’ll have to invite us to your art show when you’re older.”

Elise smiled and nodded.

The Doctor took her hand and they left. They walked back down to the park where the TARDIS had landed.

Elise took off running towards the blue box. She stroked the blue door and smiled, feeling her hum underneath her fingertips.

Amy threw open the door and scooped Elise up. Elise giggled as Amy kissed her cheeks. “Did you have fun?” Amy asked.

Elise nodded. She had enjoyed her alone time with the Doctor, but she had also missed Amy.

Amy put Elise down and she hurried off to her room to unpack. She pulled out a TARDIS shaped diary (courtesy of the TARDIS herself) and went to work documenting their adventure.

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The Littlest Timelord: Cracks in Time Chapter 3

TITLE: The Littlest Timelord: Cracks in Time Chapter 3 PAIRING: No Pairing RATING: T CHAPTER: 3/? SUMMARY: A little girl escapes the Time War when the Timelord’s return in “End of Time Part 2″. The newly regenerated Doctor must now raise the little girl while trying to find out why cracks in time keep following them around.

[A/N - This chapter is exactly 3 pages. I was going to cut it off at a page and a half, but I thought “we need to move things along” so it’s longer now.]

The Doctor and Elise followed little Amelia up to her bedroom. In her wall was a four foot long crack shaped a bit like a “W”.

The Doctor ran his fingers along the crack as he inspected it. “You've had some cowboys in here. Not actual cowboys, though that can happen”, he told Amelia.

“I used to hate apples, so my mum put faces on them”, Amelia said, looking down at the apple in her hand.

It had a smiley face cut into it. Elise thought it looked rather weird. Like a small head.

Amelia handed the apple to the Doctor.

“She sounds good, your mum. I'll keep it for later”. The Doctor put the apple in his pocket. “This wall is solid and the crack doesn't go all the way through it. So here's a thing. Where's the draft coming from?” He pulled out his screwdriver and scanned it. “Wibbly-wobbly timey-wimey”, he said, checking the results, “You know what the crack is?”

“What?” Amelia asked.

“It's a crack. But I'll tell you something funny. If you knocked this wall down, the crack would stay put, because the crack isn't in the wall”.

“Where is it then?”

“Everywhere. In everything. It's a split in the skin of the world. Two parts of space and time that should never have touched, pressed together right here in the wall of your bedroom. Sometimes, can you hear…?”

“A voice. Yes”.

Growling came from the other side of the wall.

The Doctor grabbed a glass of water off Amelia’s nightstand. He chucked the water out before using it to listen to the voice coming from the crack.

Amelia turned to Elise. “Is he always like this?” she asked.

Elise just shrugged.

“Prisoner Zero?” the Doctor asked.

“Prisoner Zero has escaped. That's what I heard. What does it mean?” Amelia asked.

“Prisoner Zero has escaped”.

“It means that on the other side of this wall, there's a prison and they've lost a prisoner. And you know what that means?” the Doctor asked.

“What?” Amelia answered.

“You need a better wall”. The Doctor moved Amelia’s desk away from the wall. “The only way to close the breach is to open it all the way. The forces will invert and it'll snap itself shut. Or…”

“What?”

“You know when grown-ups tell you everything's going to be fine and you think they're probably lying to make you feel better?”

“Yes”.

“Everything's going to be fine”. The Doctor stuck out his hand and Amelia grabbed it.

Elise held Amelia’s other hand as they stared down the wall.

The Doctor aimed his sonic screwdriver at the crack.

It widened, filling the bedroom with a bright light.

“Prisoner Zero has escaped. Prisoner Zero has escaped”.

“Hello? Hello?” the Doctor asked.

A gigantic blue eye came out the crack.

“What's that?” Amelia asked.

A bolt of light shot out of the crack and hit the Doctor, who doubled over as the crack closed.

“There, you see? Told you it would close. Good as new”, the Doctor said.

“What's that thing? Was that Prisoner Zero?” Amelia asked.

“No. I think that was Prisoner Zero's guard. Whatever it was, it sent me a message”. The Doctor pulled out a bill-fold. “Psychic paper. Takes a lovely little message. “Prisoner Zero has escaped”. But why tell us? Unless…”

“Unless what?”

“Unless Prisoner Zero escaped through here. But he couldn't have. We'd know”. The Doctor ran out into the hallway. “It's difficult. Brand new me. Nothing works yet. But there's something I'm missing. In the corner of my eye”, he said, looking around the hallway.

Suddenly, there was a strange bell tolling.

“No, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no!” the Doctor yelled, running down the stairs.

The two girls followed him out into the garden.

“I've got to get back in there. The engines are phasing. It's going to burn!” the Doctor said.

“But it's just a box. How can a box have engines?” Amelia asked.

“It's not a box. It's a time machine”.

“What, a real one? You've got a real time machine?”

“Not for much longer if I can't get her stabilized. Five minute hop into the future should do it”.

“Can I come?”

“Not safe in here. Not yet. Five minutes”.

The Doctor picked up Elise and had her wrap her arms around his neck again before he jumped up on the doorway. “Give me five minutes, I'll be right back”.

“People always say that”, Amelia told him.

“Am I people? Do I even look like people? Trust me. I'm the Doctor”. He jumped back down into the TARDIS.

Elise closed her eyes and clung his neck, nearly choking him.

“Geronimo!” he yelled as they hit the water of the swimming pool again.

The Doctor pulled Elise out of the swimming pool again. Somehow, the Doctor righted the TARDIS and he grabbed Elise’s hand. As the Doctor started to run, Elise stood still. “Elise, we do not have time for this!” he said.

Her blue eyes went wide.

The Doctor sighed and knelt down in front of her. “I know you don’t understand what’s going on, but I promise when this is all over I will explain it to you, okay?”

Elise nodded.

He smiled and kissed her head before pulling out of the smoking TARDIS. He pulled her towards the house.

“Amelia! Amelia, I worked out what it was. I know what I was missing! You've got to get out of there!” The Doctor struggled to sonic the lock on the door. “Amelia? Amelia, are you all right? Are you there?” he asked, running up the stairs, “Prisoner Zero's here. Prisoner Zero is here! Prisoner Zero is here! Do you understand me? Prisoner Zero is…”

Elise watched as a red-haired woman hit the Doctor in the head with a cricket bat.

He dropped to the floor, loudly.

Elise dropped on her knees next to him, shaking him while tiny whimpers left her mouth. She looked up at the redhead and glared at her.

Amy grabbed the small girl and placed her on the stairs, away from the Doctor. “Now you stay right there, young lady”.

Elise pouted and crossed her arms over her chest, but did as she was told.

*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*

When the Doctor came to, he found a young woman dressed in a police uniform in front of him.

“White male, mid-twenties, breaking and entering. We’ve also got a potential kidnapping. Send me some back-up. I've got him restrained”, she said, “Oi! You, sit still”.

The Doctor cleared his throat. “Cricket bat. I'm getting cricket bat”.

“You were breaking and entering”.

The Doctor tried to get up, but found he was handcuffed to the radiator. “Well, that's much better. Brand new me. Whack on the head, just what I needed”.

“Do you want to shut up now? I've got back up on the way”.

“Hang on, no, wait. You're a policewoman”.

“And you're breaking and entering. You see how this works?”

“But what are you doing here? Where's Amelia? And where’s Elise?”

As the Doctor asked that question, Elise came running towards him and dropped into his lap. He smiled at her. “Hello there”.

Elise gave him a small smile back.

“Amelia Pond?” the policewoman asked.

“Yeah, Amelia. Little Scottish girl. Where is she? I promised her five minutes but the engines were phasing. I suppose I must have gone a bit far. Has something happened to her?”

“Amelia Pond hasn't lived here in a long time”.

“How long?”

“Six months”.

“No. No. No. No, I can't be six months late. I said five minutes. I promised”.

The policewoman walked away from him and Elise.

“What happened to her? What happened to Amelia Pond?”

“Sarge, it's me again. Hurry it up. This guy knows something about Amelia Pond”.

“Are you alright? She didn’t hit you or anything did she?” the Doctor asked Elise.

She shook her head.

“Good”. The Doctor ruffled her hair and placed a kiss on the crown of her head.

The policewoman came back over to them.

“I need to speak to whoever lives in this house right now”, the Doctor told her.

“I live here”.

“But you're the police”.

“Yes, and this is where I live. Have you got a problem with that?”

“How many rooms?”

“I'm sorry, what?”

“On this floor. How many rooms on this floor? Count them for me now”.

“Why?”

“Because it will change your life”.

“Five. One, two, three, four, five”.

“Six”.

The policewoman scoffed. “Six?”

“Look”.

“Look where?”

“Exactly where you don't want to look. Where you never want to look. The corner of your eye. Look behind you”.

The policewoman turned around. “That's, that is not possible. How's that possible?”

“There's a perception filter all-round the door. Sensed it the last time I was here. Should've seen it”.

“But that's a whole room. That's a whole room I've never even noticed”.

“The filter stops you noticing. Something came a while ago to hide. It's still hiding, and you need to uncuff me now”.

The policewoman started to walk towards the door. “I don't have the key. I lost it”.

“How can you have lost it? Stay away from that door! Do not touch that door!”

The policewoman put her hand on the doorknob and opened the door.

“Listen to me, do not open that. Why does no-one ever listen to me? Do I just have a face that nobody listens to…?”

The policewoman was inside the room now.

“Again”. The Doctor started searching his pockets for his screwdriver. “My screwdriver, where is it? Elise, have you seen it?”

Elise shook her head.

“Silver thing, blue at the end. Where did it go?”

“There's nothing here!” the policewoman called.

“Whatever's there stopped you seeing the room. What makes you think you could see it? Now please, just get out”.

“Silver, blue at the end?”

“My screwdriver, yeah”.

“It's here”.

“Must have rolled under the door”.

“Yeah. Must have. And then it must have jumped up on the table”.

“Get out of there. Get out of there! Get out! Get out of there!”

For some reason, the policewoman hadn’t come out yet.

“What is it? What are you doing?” the Doctor asked her.

“There's nothing here, but…”

“Corner of your eye”.

“What is it?”

“Don't try to see it. If it knows you've seen it, it will kill you. Don't look at it. Do not look”.

The policewoman screamed.

“Get out!” the Doctor yelled.

The policewoman came running out of the room and towards the Doctor and Elise.

“Give me that”, the Doctor said, grabbing the sonic screwdriver from her. He locked the door and then worked on trying to free himself. “Come on. What's the bad alien done to you?”

“Will that door hold it?”

“Oh, yeah, yeah, of course. It's an inter-dimensional multiform from outer space. They're all terrified of wood”.

A bright light emanated from under the door.

“What's that? What's it doing?” the policewoman asked.

“I don't know. Getting dressed? Run. Just go. Your back up's coming. We'll be fine”.

“There is no back up”.

“I heard you on the radio. You called for back-up”.

“I was pretending. It's a pretend radio”.

“You're a policewoman”.

“I'm a kissogram!” She pulled off her hat and her long red hair came tumbling down.

The door fell to the floor and a workman stood there with his dog.

“But it's just…”

“No, it isn't. Look at the faces”, the Doctor told her.

The man started barking instead of the dog.

“What? I'm sorry, but what?” the redhead asked.

“It's all one creature. One creature disguised as two. Clever old multi-form. A bit of a rush job, though. Got the voice a bit muddled, did you? Mind you, where did you get the pattern from? You'd need a psychic link, a live feed. How did you fix that?”

The man opened his mouth, revealing needle like teeth.

Elise screamed and burrowed into the Doctor’s side.

“Stay, boy! Her and me, we're safe. Want to know why? She sent for back up”, the Doctor said.

“I didn't send for back-up!” the redhead insisted.

“I know. That was a clever lie to save our lives. Okay, yeah, no back up. And that's why we're safe. Alone, we're not a threat to you. If we had back up, you'd have to kill us”.

“Attention, Prisoner Zero. The human residence is surrounded. Attention Prisoner Zero. The human residence is surrounded”.

Well, that didn’t sound good.

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The Littlest Timelord: Cracks in Time Chapter 7

TITLE: The Littlest Timelord: Cracks in Time Chapter 7 PAIRING: No Pairing RATING: T CHAPTER: 7/? SUMMARY: A little girl escapes the Time War when the Timelord’s return in “End of Time Part 2″. The newly regenerated Doctor must now raise the little girl while trying to find out why cracks in time keep following them around.

[A/N - We’re onto “The Beast Below” I figured because it’s Christmas, I’d give you two chapters instead of one!]

“Are you sure you don’t want to try it?” the Doctor asked Elise. He was currently holding Amy out of the TARDIS by her ankle.

Elise shook her head.

“Come on, Pond”, he said pulling her inside, “Now do you believe me?”

“Okay, your box is a spaceship. It's really, really a spaceship. We are in space! What are we breathing?”

“I've extended the air shell. We're fine”.

The Doctor turned to Elise. “You’re scared, right?”

Elise nodded.

“That’s okay. It’s okay to be scared. But here’s the thing, as long as you’ve got me nothing bad will ever happen to you”. He put his hand out and Elise placed her small one in his. He slowly walked forward and Elise floated out into space.

Her hearts were beating out of her chest and she grabbed onto the Doctor’s wrist with her other hand. She kept her blue eyes on his green ones as she floated there.

He finally smiled and pulled her back in. He smiled as he kissed her forehead. “Good girl. My brave, brave girl”. The Doctor looked out the door and saw a city floating there. “Now that's interesting. Twenty ninth century. Solar flares roast the earth, and the entire human race packs its bags and moves out till the weather improves. Whole nations”.

Elise and the Doctor ran back to console as the door closed.

“Doctor?” Amy asked.

“Migrating to the stars”.

“Doctor?”

“Isn't that amazing?”

“Doctor!”

The Doctor ran over to the doors and opened them.

Amy was hanging onto the side of the TARDIS.

“Well, come on. I've found us a spaceship”, he said. The Doctor pulled her back inside and they observed the spaceship from a screen. “This is the United Kingdom of Britain and Northern Ireland. All of it, bolted together and floating in the sky. Starship UK. It's Britain, but metal. That's not just a ship, that's an idea. That's a whole country, living and laughing and shopping. Searching the stars for a new home”.

The Doctor sounded kinda sad, so Elise wrapped her small hand around his and he smiled down at her in thanks.

“Can we go out and see?” Amy asked.

“Course we can. But first, there's a thing”.

“A thing?”

“An important thing. In fact, Thing One. We are observers only”. He held a magnifying glass up to his eyes and then put it down. “That's the one rule I've always stuck to in all my travels. I never get involved in the affairs of other peoples or planets”.

Elise hadn’t known the Doctor for long, but she had a strong suspicion that he was lying.

A video of a girl crying popped up on the monitor.

“Ooo, that's interesting”, the Doctor said.

“So we're like a wildlife documentary, yeah? Because if they see a wounded little cub or something, they can't just save it, they've got to keep filming and let it die”, Amy said.

The Doctor and Elise slipped out of the TARDIS and ran over to the little girl. The Doctor stopped to talk to her, but she ran off. He turned back to the TARDIS and motioned for Amy to join them.

“Welcome to London Market. You are being monitored”.

Amy came out of the TARDIS. “I'm in the future. Like hundreds of years in the future. I've been dead for centuries”.

“Oh, lovely. You're a cheery one. Never mind dead, look at this place. Isn't it wrong?” the Doctor asked as they started to explore the marketplace.

“What's wrong?”

“Come on, use your eyes. Notice everything. What's wrong with this picture?”

“Is it the bicycles? Bit unusual on a spaceship, bicycles”.

“Says the girl in the nightie”.

“Oh my God, I'm in my nightie!”

Elise giggled at the embarrassment in Amy’s voice.

The ginger looked down at her. “Oi. Hush you”.

“Now, come on, look around you. Actually look”, the Doctor told her.

“London Market is a crime-free zone”.

“Life on a giant starship. Back to basics. Bicycles, washing lines, wind-up street lamps. But look closer. Secrets and shadows, lives led in fear. Society bent out of shape, on the brink of collapse. A police state. Excuse me”. The Doctor ran over to a table and grabbed a glass of water.

“What are you doing?” the man sitting at the table asked him.

The Doctor set it on the floor and looked at it for a moment before returning it to the table.

Wait. Why wasn’t the water moving? If they were on a ship, wouldn’t there be vibrations from the engines?

The Doctor looked down at the small Timelord. He could practically see her little brain working it out. She would be a clever one, he could tell.

“Sorry. Checking all the water in this area. There's an escaped fish. Where was I?”

“Why did you just do that with the water?” Amy asked.

“Don't know. I think a lot. It's hard to keep track. Now, police state. Do you see it yet?”

“Where?”

The Doctor snapped his fingers and pointed to the little girl from earlier. “There”. He walked over to the little girl, leaving Elise with Amy. Eventually the Doctor walked back over to them and they sat on a red bench, watching the girl.

“One little girl crying. So?” Amy asked him.

“Crying silently. I mean, children cry because they want attention, because they're hurt or afraid. But when they cry silently, it's because they just can't stop. Any parent knows that”.

“Are you a parent? I mean, besides to Elise”.

The Doctor was silent for a moment before he started talking again, completely avoiding the question. “Hundreds of parents walking past who spot her and not one of them's asking her what's wrong, which means they already know, and it's something they don't talk about. Secrets. They're not helping her, so it's something they're afraid of. Shadows, whatever they're afraid of, it's nowhere to be seen, which means it's everywhere. Police state”.

The Doctor and Amy looked back and saw she was gone.

“Where'd she go?” Amy asked.

“Deck two oh seven. Apple Sesame block, dwelling 54A. You're looking for Mandy Tanner”, the Doctor told her. He pulled out a wallet. “Oh, er, this fell out of her pocket when I accidentally bumped into her”. He handed the wallet to Amy. “Took me four goes. Ask her about those things. The smiling fellows in the booths. They're everywhere”.

“But they're just things”.

“They're clean. Everything else here is all battered and filthy. Look at this place. But no one's laid a finger on those booths. Not a footprint within two feet of them. Look. Ask Mandy, why are people scared of the things in the booths?”

“No, hang on. What do I do? I don't know what I'm doing here and I'm not even dressed”.

“It's this or Leadworth. What do you think? Let's see. What will Amy Pond choose?”

Amy looked at him for a moment and you could see her decision on her face.

“Ha ha, gotcha. Meet me back here in half an hour”.

“What are you going to do?”

“What I always do”.

The Doctor stood up. “Stay out of trouble. Badly”. He hopped over the back of the bench and picked Elise up, setting her on his shoulders.

“So is this how it works, Doctor? You never interfere in the affairs of other peoples or planets, unless there's children crying?” Amy asked.

“Yes”.

*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*

The Doctor climbed down the ladder and set Elise on the ground. “Really need to come up with a better way to carry you”, he muttered. He ran his hands along the walls and watched as Elise did the same. “Can’t be. Can you feel it?” he asked her.

Elise nodded.

He pulled out his screwdriver and scanned the wall.

Elise noticed a glass of water on the floor, just like the Doctor had done upstairs, and tugged on his jacket.

He got down on the floor on his stomach and looked the water that still wasn’t moving.

A woman came towards them with a mask on her face and dressed in a red cape. “The impossible truth in a glass of water. Not many people see it. But you do, don't you, Doctor?” she asked.

“You know me?”

“Keep your voice down. They're everywhere. Tell me what you see in the glass”.

“Who says I see anything?”

“Don't waste time. At the marketplace, you placed a glass of water on the floor, looked at it, then came straight here to the engine room. Why?”

“No engine vibration on deck. Ship this size, engine this big, you'd feel it. The water would move. So, we’d thought we'd take a look”. He walked over to a control box and opened it. “It doesn't make sense. These power couplings, they're not connected. Look. Look, they're dummies, see?” He knocked on the wall next. “And behind this wall, nothing. It's hollow. If I didn't know better, I'd say there was…”

“No engine at all”, they spoke in unison.

“But it's working. This ship is traveling through space. I saw it”, the Doctor told her.

“The impossible truth, Doctor. We're traveling among the stars in a spaceship that could never fly”.

“How?”

“I don't know. There's a darkness at the heart of this nation. It threatens every one of us. Help us, Doctor. You're our only hope. Your friend is safe. This will take you to her. Now go, quickly!” The woman handed the Doctor a tracking device and turned to leave.

“Who are you? How do I find you again?” the Doctor asked her.

“I am Liz Ten, and I will find you”.

The Doctor looked down at Elise and then the tracking device in his hand. “Come on. We have to find Amy”, he told her.

*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~

According to the device, she was being held in a room.

Outside the door was Mandy, the little girl.

The Doctor soniced the lock and burst in.

A video recording of Amy was playing on a screen. “Listen to me. This isn't a trick. This is for real”.

“Amy?” the Doctor asked.

“You've got to find the Doctor”. Amy turned off the video.

“What have you done?” The Doctor scanned a device hanging from the ceiling. “Yeah, your basic memory wipe job. Must have erased about twenty minutes”.

“But why would I choose to forget?”

“Because everyone does. Everyone chooses the Forget button”, Mandy told her.

“Did you?” the Doctor asked.

“I'm not eligible to vote yet. I'm twelve. Any time after you're sixteen, you're allowed to the see the film and make your choice. And then once every five years”.

“And once every five years, everyone chooses to forget what they've learned. Democracy in action”.

“How do you not know about this? Are you Scottish too?”

“Oh, I'm way worse than Scottish. I can't even see the movie. Won't play for me”.

“It played for me”, Amy told him.

“The difference being the computer doesn't accept me as human”.

“Why not? You look human”.

“No, you look Time Lord. We came first”.

Oh, well that answered one of Elise’s many questions.

“So there are other Time Lords, yeah? Besides you and Elise”, Amy said.

The Doctor looked down at Elise. He needed to be very careful what he said in front of her. “No. There were, but there aren't…Just us now. Long story. There was a bad day. Bad stuff happened. And you know what? I'd love to forget it all, every last bit of it, but I don't. Not ever. Because this is what I do, every time, every day, every second. This. Hold tight. We're bringing down the government”. The Doctor slammed his fist down on the “protest” button.

The door shut, trapping him, Elise, and Amy inside.

The Smiler in the booth became a Scowler and the floor opened up.

The Doctor picked Elise up, who hid her face in his neck. “Say wheee!”

Amy and Elise screamed as they fell down the chute.

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The Littlest Timelord: Cracks in Time Chapter 10

TITLE: The Littlest Timelord: Cracks in Time Chapter 10 PAIRING: No Pairing RATING: T CHAPTER: 10/? SUMMARY: A little girl escapes the Time War when the Timelord’s return in “End of Time Part 2″. The newly regenerated Doctor must now raise the little girl while trying to find out why cracks in time keep following them around.

[A/N - We are back in business! This isn’t one of my favorite episodes, but in each one I’m trying to build Elise’s personality a little more. This chapter is only two chapters, but I’ve started on “Time of Angels/Flesh and Stone”.]

The Doctor stepped out of the TARDIS to find several men pointing guns at him.

They stepped aside and Winston Churchill stepped forward.

Amy and Elise hesitantly stepped out of the TARDIS.

“Amy, Elise? Winston Churchill”, the Doctor introduced. Elise hid behind the Doctor’s legs and grabbed onto one of his hands.

“Doctor. Is it you?” Churchill asked.

“Oh, Winston, my old friend”.

Churchill held out his hand.

The Doctor laughed. “Ah, every time”.

“What's he after?” Amy asked.

“TARDIS, of course”, the Doctor told her.

“Think of what I could achieve with your remarkable machine, Doctor. The lives that could be saved”, Churchill said.

“Ah, doesn't work like that”.

“Must I take it by force?”

“I'd like to see you try”.

“At ease”.

The soldiers lowered their guns.

“You rang?” the Doctor asked. He picked Elise up and set her on his shoulders. He was working on a better way to carry her, but this would have to do for now.

They followed Churchill as he explained why they were there.

“So you've changed your face again”, Churchill said, “And you’ve got a little one now”.

“Um, yeah. Had a bit of work done”, the Doctor told him.

“Got it, got it, got it. Cabinet War Rooms, right?” Amy asked.

“Yep. Top secret heart of the War Office, right under London”.

“You're late, by the way”, Churchill told the Doctor.

A woman came to up them and handed Churchill a clipboard. Churchill handed his walking stick to the Doctor.

“Requisitions, sir”, she said.

“Excellent”.

“Late?” the Doctor asked.

“I rang you a month ago”.

“Really? Sorry, sorry. It's a Type Forty TARDIS, it's…I'm just running her in”.

Type Forty TARDIS? Is that why she made a wheezing sound while flying?

“Something the matter, Breen?” Churchill asked the woman, “You look a little down in the dumps”.

“No, sir. Fine, sir”, Breen told him.

“Action this day, Breen. Action this day”.

“Yes, sir”.

A man walked up as Breen walked away. “Excuse me, sir. Got another formation coming in, Prime Minister. Stukas, by the look of them”.

“We shall go up top then, Group Captain. We'll give them what for. Coming, Doctor?” Churchill asked.

“Why?”

He took his walking stick back. “I have something to show you”.

The four of them got into an elevator and it started rising.

“We stand at a crossroads, Doctor, quite alone, with our backs to the wall. Invasion is expected daily. So I will grasp with both hands anything that will give us an advantage over the Nazi menace”, Churchill said.

“Such as?” the Doctor asked.

“Follow me”.

They stepped out onto the roof.

Churchill gestured to a man surrounded by sandbags with binoculars in his hands. “Doctor, this is Professor Edwin Bracewell. Head of our Ironsides Project”.

The Doctor threw up a V for Victory sign.

“How do you do?” Bracewell said.

A bomb landed nearby and Elise screamed.

The Doctor pulled down off his shoulders and held her to his chest. He rubbed her back in an attempt to comfort her.

“Oh, Doctor. Doctor, it's…” Amy said, looking at all the barrage balloons.

“History”.

“Ready, Bracewell?” Churchill asked.

“Aye aye, sir. On my order, fire!”

A bolt of energy shot out from some sandbags.

“What was that?” Amy asked.

“That wasn't human. That was never human technology. That sounded like…Show me. Show me. Show me what that was!” the Doctor said, handing Elise off to Amy.

She held the little girl on her hip as the Doctor climbed a ladder.

“Advance”, Bracewell said.

“Our new secret weapon. Ha!” Churchill told him.

A Dalek came rolling forward.

Elise saw the Dalek and immediately started screaming again.

Amy tried to comfort her, but the little girl was shaking in her arms.

“What do you think? Quite something, eh?” Churchill asked.

“What are you doing here?” the Doctor asked the Dalek.

“I am your soldier”.

“What?”

“I am your soldier”.

“Stop this. Stop now. Now, you know who I am. You always know”.

“Your identity is unknown”.

“Perhaps I can clarify things here. This is one of my Ironsides”, Bracewell said.

“Your what?” the Doctor asked.

“You will help the Allied cause in any way that you can?” Bracewell asked the Dalek.

“Yes”.

“Until the Germans have been utterly smashed”.

“Yes”.

“And what is your ultimate aim?”

“To win the war”.

*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*

They went back to Churchill’s office after stopping off at the TARDIS.

Elise was now wrapped in a blanket and had a stuffed bear in her arms.

Amy held her as the Doctor argued with Churchill.

“They're Daleks. They're called Daleks”, the Doctor told him.

“They are Bracewell's Ironsides, Doctor. Look. Blueprints, statistics, field tests, photographs. He invented them”.

“Invented them? Oh, no, no, no”.

“Yes. He approached one of our brass hats a few months ago. Fellow's a genius”.

“A Scottish genius, too. Maybe you should listen to…” Amy said.

The Doctor hushed her sharply and Amy backed off. “He didn't invent them. They're alien”, the Doctor told Churchill.

“Alien?”

One of the Daleks rolled past the door way.

Elise whined and hid her face in Amy’s neck.

“And totally hostile”, the Doctor said.

“Precisely. They will win me the war”, Churchill argued. Churchill was called to one of the war rooms and they followed.

“Why won't you listen to me? Why did you call me in if you won't listen to me?” the Doctor asked.

“When I rang you a month ago, I must admit I had my doubts. The Ironsides seemed too good to be true”.

“Yes. Right. So destroy them. Exterminate them”.

“But imagine what I could do with a hundred. A thousand”.

“I am imagining”.

A Dalek rolled past them and Elise once again hid her face in Amy’s neck.

“Amy, tell him”, the Doctor told her.

“Tell him what?”

“About the Daleks”.

“What would I know about the Daleks?”

“Everything. They invaded your world, remember? Planets in the sky. You don't forget that. Amy, tell me you remember the Daleks”.

“No, sorry”.

“That's not possible”.

Amy, the Doctor, and Elise entered the map room and Amy set Elise on the floor. Her arms were getting tired of carrying the Timelord child. Now she knew why the Doctor kept handing her off or putting her on his shoulders.

“So, they're up to something. But what is it? What are they after?” the Doctor asked.

“Well, let's just ask, shall we?” Amy said walking over to one.

“Amy. Amelia!”

Amy tapped on the Dalek’s shell and its eyestalk turned towards her.

“A…A…” Elise squeaked.

“Can I be of assistance?” the Dalek asked.

“Oh. Yes, yes. See, my friend reckons you're dangerous. That you're an alien. Is it true?” Amy asked it.

“I am your soldier”.

“Yeah. Got that bit. Love a squaddie. What else, though?”

“Please excuse me. I have duties to perform”.

The Dalek rolled away and Elise ran over to Amy.

“Hey, hey. I’m okay”, Amy said, petting her hair.

The Doctor walked over to Churchill and grabbed the cigar out of his mouth. “Winston. Winston, please”.

“We are waging total war, Doctor. Day after day the Luftwaffe pound this great city like an iron fist”.

“Wait till the Daleks get started”.

“Men, women and children slaughtered. Families torn apart. Wren's churches in flame”.

“Yeah. Try the Earth in flames”. The Doctor said the last statement quietly, not wanting to upset Elise.

“I weep for my country. I weep for my empire. It is breaking my heart”.

“You're resisting, Winston. The whole world knows you're resisting. You're a beacon of hope”.

“But for how long? Millions of innocent lives will be saved if I use these Ironsides now”.

“Can I be of assistance?” the Dalek asked, interrupting the conversation.

“Shut it”, the Doctor snapped at it. He turned back to Churchill. “Listen to me. Just listen. The Daleks have no conscience, no mercy, no pity. They are my oldest and deadliest enemy. You cannot trust them”.

“If Hitler invaded hell, I would give a favorable reference to the Devil. These machines are our salvation”.

A siren went off.

“Oh, the All Clear. We are safe, for now”, Churchill said, leaving with the Dalek following.

Amy and Elise came over to the Doctor.

“Doctor, it's the All Clear. You okay?” Amy asked him.

“What does hate look like, Amy?”

“Hate?”

“It looks like a Dalek. And I'm going to prove it”.

*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*

Amy and Elise followed the Doctor to Bracewell’s laboratory.

“All right, Prof. Now, the PM's been filling me in. Amazing things, these Ironsides of yours. Amazing. You must be very proud of them”, the Doctor said.

“Just doing my bit”, Bracewell told him.

“Not bad for a Paisley boy”, Amy commented.

“Yes, I thought I detected a familiar cadence, my dear”.

“How did you do it? Come up with the idea?” the Doctor asked him.

“How does the muse of invention come to anyone?”

“But you get a lot of these clever notions, do you?”

“Well, ideas just seem to teem from my head. Wonderful things, like. Let me show you. Some musings on the potential of hyper-sonic flight. Gravity bubbles that can sustain life outside of the terrestrial atmosphere. Came to me in the bath”.

As Bracewell held up the files, the Doctor looked them over before tossing them aside. “And are these your ideas or theirs?” he asked.

“Oh no, no, no. These robots are entirely under my control, Doctor”.

A Dalek rolled up to them with a cup of tea balanced on a tray.

Bracewell took the tea. “They are the perfect servant, and the perfect warrior”. “I don't know what you're up to, Professor, but whatever they've promised, you cannot trust them. Call them what you like, the Daleks are death”.

“Yes, Doctor. Death to our enemies. Death to the forces of darkness, and death to the Third Reich”, Churchill said entering the room.

“Yes, Winston, and death to everyone else too”, the Doctor said.

“Would you care for some tea?” the Dalek asked.

The Doctor knocked the tray from his sucker and snapped. “Stop this!”

Amy pushed Elise behind her as the Doctor started questioning the Dalek.

“What are you doing here? What do you want?”

“We seek only to help you”.

“To do what?”

“To win the war”.

“Really? Which war?”

“I do not understand”.

“This war, against the Nazis, or your war? The war against the rest of the Universe? The war against all life forms that are not Dalek?”

“I do not understand. I am your soldier”.

“Oh, yeah? Okay. Okay, soldier, defend yourself”. The Doctor picked up a large spanner and started to hit the Dalek.

Amy picked Elise up and carried her outside the room as she started screaming.

“Doctor, what the devil?!” Churchill yelled.

“You do not require tea?” the Dalek asked him.

“Stop him! Prime Minister, please!” Bracewell begged as the Doctor continued to hit the Dalek.

“Doctor, what the devil? Please, these machines are precious”, Churchill told him.

“Come on. Fight back. You want to, don't you? You know you do”.

“I must protest!” Bracewell said.

“What are you waiting for? Look, you hate me. You want to kill me. Well, go on. Kill me. Kill me!” the Doctor yelled.

“Please desist from striking me. I am your soldier”, the Dalek said.

“You are my enemy! And I am yours. You are everything I despise. The worst thing in all creation. I've defeated you time and time again. I've defeated you. I sent you back into the Void. I saved the whole of reality from you. I am the Doctor. And you are the Daleks!” He kicked the Dalek and it went rolling backwards.

“Correct. Review testimony”, the Dalek said.

A recording of the Doctor played. “I am the Doctor. And you are the Daleks”.

“Testimony. What are you talking about, testimony?” the Doctor asked.

“Transmitting testimony now”.

“Transmit what, where?”

“Testimony accepted”.

“Get back, all of you”, the Doctor told them.

“Marines! Marines, get in here!” Churchill yelled.

Amy rushed into the room holding Elise and ran for the Doctor.

The Marines who followed were exterminated.

“Stop it, stop it, please. What are you doing? You are my Ironsides”, Bracewell said.

“We are the Daleks”.

“But I created you”.

“No”. The Dalek blasted off Bracewell’s hand. “We created you. Victory. Victory. Victory”. The Daleks teleported and they were gone.

“What just happened, Doctor?” Amy asked.

“I wanted to know what they wanted. What their plan was. I was their plan”. He ran out of the room.

“Hey!” Amy called. She groaned and followed after him, the tiny Timelord still in her arms.

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