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The Doctor was a woman. Okay, so maybe this whole day didn't have to be completely serious. "Doctor?" Amy asked in amusement.

Oh my...

Well this is…new.

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Amy's hands shot out in instinct to protect him. "Yeah, er. He can be a bit clumsy." This was so confusing, Amy found it difficult to think properly right now. "Idris, any idea why we're in different bodies?"

...This isn't right.

“Don’t worry, it’s me! Sexy!” she well he winks and smiles.

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Hearing those words come out of her husband's mouth felt wrong and she did her best not to laugh. "Erm...Right Se- Actually, can I just call you something else?" 

...This isn't right.

“Don’t worry, it’s me! Sexy!” she well he winks and smiles.

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For a moment, Amy was relieved to see her husband but then it hit her that it wasn't him. Crap. "If you're not Rory, who are you?" 

...This isn't right.

“This is…” Amy trailed off when she heard a familiar voice saying the words she was saying. It was not her voice however. Amy reached up and her hands came in contact with lots of fluffy and curly hair. “What the hell?!”

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Okay, so this couldn't be Brittany. It seemed like everyone was in a different body. She just happened to be in her daughter's at the moment. "...Who are you?"

What the HELL?

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Apparently it wasn't just them... Amy looked at who should be the Doctor. "Oh no..." Amy croaked out, trying to get used to her voice sounding completely different. "If you're Molly, then the Doctor is in..."

...This isn't right.

John? Oh, sorry, I keep doing that…you’ll be someone else…I’m Molly, by the way, Molly Hooper…and you are??

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Looking down, Amy's eyes went wide at what she saw before looking adverting her gaze when someone noticed her. "Oh." Amy choked out, cheeks flushing. "J-John. Right?" This was so confusing and unnerving. Had it happened to anyone else?

...This isn't right.

“This is…” Amy trailed off when she heard a familiar voice saying the words she was saying. It was not her voice however. Amy reached up and her hands came in contact with lots of fluffy and curly hair. “What the hell?!”

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...This isn't right.

"This is..." Amy trailed off when she heard a familiar voice saying the words she was saying. It was not her voice however. Amy reached up and her hands came in contact with lots of fluffy and curly hair. "What the hell?!"

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"Oh. Hello."

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The fact that he seemed to be thinking exactly what she was, was a huge relief. "I don't know, Rory. For his own bloody amusement maybe?" Though she didn't see how any of this was amusing. "He hasn't made what it is he wants clear, that's a lot more worrying than him actually putting us into a worse situation than this. Who knows what he has in store for us." At the thought, Amy's arm tightened around him.

“No reason to worry?” He scoffed. “You mean besides the kidnapping thing? Why us though? I mean, our host could want something to do with the Doctor. The TARDIS maybe… but did you meet Brittany? What could be gained from kidnapping her? She just seems so innocent.” He paused. “Course the whole thing could be a ruse… But that’s the point. Like you said, we just don’t know.”

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"And the Doctor, and River." Amy added, letting her head fall back onto his shoulder. Laughing softly at his sarcasm. "I guess everyone acts differently. 'Sides, it's not like he's really given us all a reason to worry. Though I'm far from trusting any of them." Amy rested her chin on his shoulder. "How do we know some of them aren't behind this whole thing?"

“At least we’re here together, right?” That had to be the only good thing about this. Though even that had a downside. He’d rather Amy were at home in Leadworth. But having her here, being able to keep her safe, that was the next best thing. “Things could be worse I suppose…. I just don’t see any reason to celebrate.” He smiled, obviously fake, and said, “So glad we weren’t brutally murdered today! Let’s have a party!” The smile vanished, and sighed. “I don’t understand it.”

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Wrapping an arm around him, Amy watched her bare feet as she kicked them back and forth forming a gentle ripple in the water. "I don't understand it Rory." Amy started to say, lifting her head to look up at him. "How can they be okay with this? Sure it's a nice place but..." Amy trailed off, did it really need saying? "I wish the Doctor had a way of getting us out of here already. I hate this place." 

“Sorry,” he said, shaking his head. “I know what you mean.” After all, they both had a bit of a history of waking up in places and not quite knowing how they’d gotten there. Not fun. And the atmosphere wasn’t helping. It was like people were trying too hard to pretend that everything was fine. Maybe that was just how they responded in crisis, Rory didn’t know, but it wasn’t how he responded. It just helped to make him uneasy.

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Hearing footfalls, Amy looked behind her with a tense body though it instantly relaxed when she saw that it was just Rory. "Hey." Amy said softly, leaning her head on his shoulder once he was sitting down. A slightly bitter laugh left her lips. "How do you think?" 

Amy found herself in the otherwise empty pool, bare feet in the water and kicking against the otherwise still water. Leaning back on her elbows, Amy stared up at the glass ceiling out into the sky. They needed to find a way out of here, this was definitely not a place she could ever feel at home. Especially when she knew that she was being watched at all times, they all were. On alert at all times, Amy made sure that whilst she was friendly, she kept all those other people at arms length. How could she be sure some of them hadn’t been a part of this whole scheme? 

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Amy found herself in the otherwise empty pool, bare feet in the water and kicking against the otherwise still water. Leaning back on her elbows, Amy stared up at the glass ceiling out into the sky. They needed to find a way out of here, this was definitely not a place she could ever feel at home. Especially when she knew that she was being watched at all times, they all were. On alert at all times, Amy made sure that whilst she was friendly, she kept all those other people at arms length. How could she be sure some of them hadn't been a part of this whole scheme? 

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"Most likely?" Amy asked incredulously. She knew he was desperate to figure out a way to keep the TARDIS human this time, but they couldn't stay here and Amy was sure that the Doctor knew that. 

"I don't think that'd work either." Amy was trying to be gentle about this subject with him, but he had to keep a level head. "You know she won't..." Amy trailed off, shaking her head. "She won't last long in that body." 

If anyone needs me, I'll be in the TARDIS.

The Doctor paused and stared at Amy, biting his lower lip in thought. He wasn’t keen on getting the TARDIS’ soul back into the ship, since he had missed talking with her on their last outing together. Now that she was in a stable body, too, he was even more unwilling to let her go. He had hoped that by somehow just having her on the ship it would be able to fly. Or maybe she would have been able to fix it to fly without having to have her in it, like the one they improvised to chase House. But he knew Amy was right, it was their only sure bet to get the TARDIS working again. He glanced over at Idris, who was looking at some of her own machinery. “I know, I know, I know. She shouldn’t be in that body, and while she’s there this ship will most likely not be able to fly.” The Doctor sighed, leaning up against the railing. “I don’t know how we’re supposed to get her out of that body and back into the ship though. We can’t exactly just cut her open and scoop the TARDIS out like it’s some sort of weird, space-time jelly.”

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Amy scoffed, "'Course not. Would I get us lost?" Amy threw Rory a look as if to say 'Don't answer that.'. "Trust me, we're going the right way."

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“You think? We’re not lost are we?” he asked, looking around. Like that was going to do any good. He hadn’t been in this part of the mansion yet and he wouldn’t know the way.

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Amy paused halfway in the room when she saw how startled Jack seemed to be. Or at the very least he was on alert, couldn't really blame him. Right, yes. So young in her nightie and completely disheveled hair, okay, maybe just a little bit. She was tired, but she didn't feel completely at ease in this place. "Mm, I suppose. What are you having?" Amy asked, running her fingers through her hair in a poor attempt to tidy it a bit.

Jack had just about finished his drink when the sound of footsteps, they broke the eerie silence that had enwrapped the room. Instinctively, Jack stood up, alert, he’d been alone in the room for a while and was still on guard given the fact he’d been kidnapped… his alert quickly subsided when a young girl dressed only in a night gown entered the room tentatively. 

“Hey yourself, Amy” she looked young and innocent standing there like that, Jack knew this not to be the case, obviously.

“Will you join me for a drink?”