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At the Edge of Silence

"Though some we saw Silence...and the end of all things."

Chapter 1: Pockets

"Not mates, forget mates." - The Doctor

The Doctor blinked, looking between the new ginger and the old one, like perhaps Amy knew how this lady had appeared in the TARDIS.

"You can't do that!" The Doctor shouted, looking shocked. Amy crept around him and the woman, watching her warily like she might hit her as she made her way to the door, "I wasn't...we're in flight! That is- that is physically impossible! How did-?"

"Tell me where I am!" The woman demanded, staring at the Doctor with anger, "I demand you tell me right now - where am I?"

Amy opened the door a crack and stuck her head out, looking in shock as she saw that the Doctor hadn't accidentally landed the TARDIS on Earth like she had suspected. No, they were still in orbit around the same supernova.

She turned towards the woman, "How the hell..."

"Exactly!" The Doctor pointed at Amy, who was now gapping at the woman the same as him, then he turned to the woman, "Inside the TARDIS."

"The what?"


"The what?"

"The TARDIS!" The Doctor repeated, moving to the console.

"The what?"

The Doctor turned to her, exasperated, "It's called the TARDIS."

The woman bristled angrily, "That's not even a proper word. You're just saying things."

"Yeah he does that." Amy agreed, going up to woman hoping she'd be more comfortable with a feminine presence, "But he's not right now, it's called the TARDIS."

"Yeah, and how did you get in here?" The Doctor asked, looking more than a little annoyed himself. They just finished saying goodbye and now he had this to deal with? Amy agreed. All she wanted to go was go into her room and sink into the bathtub for the next three hours, then sleep for a few days.

But the woman was oblivious to this, looking at them rigid with rage, "Well, obviously, when you kidnapped you. Who was it? Who's paying you? Is it Nerys? Oh, my God, she's finally got me back. This has got Nerys written all over it."

Amy didn't know who Nerys was, but she kind of wanted to know what this Woman did to her that was so bad that she honestly believed that she would have her kidnapped on her wedding day.

But the Doctor just looked at her in confusion, "Who the hell is Nerys?"

"Your best friend!"

The Doctor continued to look at her, confused, "Hold on, wait a minute - what're you dressed like that for?"

Amy face palmed, looking at the Doctor in shock, "Doctor!"

He looked at her in confusion, but then jumped as the woman rounded on him in anger, "I'm going ten pin bowling. Why do you think, Dumbo?! I was halfway up the aisle!" The Doctor backed away from the woman, looking a bit scared of her as she followed him, ranting as he fiddled with the controls on the console, "I've been waiting all my life for this. I was just seconds away! And then you- I dunno, you drugged me or something!"

"I haven't done anything!" The Doctor said indignantly.

"What about her!" Donna pointed to Amy who actually held up her hands in surrender like the Bride was holding a gun on her, "You drug her too, hmm? You making yourself a little collection you..you...pervert! You like red-heads or something?"

The Doctor opened and closed his mouth like a fish, not entirely sure what to say to that.

"We're having the police on you!" She continued, and Amy wondered if this woman had a respiratory bypass like the Doctor, "Me and my husband- as soon as he is my husband- we're gonna sue the living backside off yah!"

The Doctor looked like he was ignoring her now, much more focused in trying to figure out how she got there, and how to get rid of her as soon as possible.

Amy watched her as she turned, sighed in relief, and then ran past her, towards the door.

"No!" Amy tried to catch her, but she slipped through, reaching the door and throwing it open.

Amy winced as she gasped, freezing in the doorway as she looked out at the supernova that she'd been looking at only a few moments before. The Doctor grumbled as he walked over to them.

"Why didn't you stop her?" He asked through gritted teeth.

"I tried." Amy responded in a similar manner, throwing in a glare for good measure. She was sure that however this woman had gotten here, it was his fault. He'd torn the console apart and put it back together in the space of a week, he must've messed something up, "Did you accidentally create a teleport or something?"

"No!" He hissed, before stopped, "Well...I don't think so." He looked down at the woman who was staring out blankly, "You're in space. Outer space. This is my...spaceship. It's called the 'TARDIS'."

"How am I breathing?" She asked. Amy smiled, that had been one of her first questions as well.

"The TARDIS is protecting us."

The woman swallowed and nodded, talking it all in, "Who are you?"

He looked at her, "I'm the Doctor, this is Amy." Amy waved at her, "You?"

"Donna." She whispered, like she didn't trust her voice to go any higher.

The Doctor nodded, looking her up and down, "Human?"

"Yeah." She paused, giving him a strange look, "Is that optional?"

"Well it is for me."

Donna turned and looked at him, her eyes even wider, but there wasn't much room left in her face for more surprise than she was already feeling, "You're an alien?"

He nodded, "Yeah."

"You too?" Donna asked Amy.

She shook her yeah, "Nah, I'm human."

Donna nodded, but then after a moment she shook her head, "It's freezing with these doors open."

The Doctor closed them for her, and then darted back to the console, "But I don't understand it and I understand everything! This- this can't happen! There is no way a Human Being can lock itself onto the TARDIS and transport inside. It must be..." Bustling with energy he grabbed a ophthalmoscope and used it to look into Donna's eyes, "Impossible. Some sort of subatomic connection? Something in the temporal field? Maybe something pulling you into alignment with the Chronon shell. Maybe thing macro mining your DNA within the interior matrix. Maybe a genetic-"

And then she slapped him.

The Doctor staggered by, holding his cheek in his hand as he turned to her, "What was that for?"

"Get me to the church!" She yelled at him.

The Doctor wrinkled his nose, and dropped his instruments, "Right! Fine! I don't want you here anyway! Where is this wedding?"

"Saint Mary's!" Donna snapped at him, "Hayden road, Chiswick, London, England, Earth, the Solar System."

Donna suddenly froze, then ran up over to the railing behind the Doctor and snatched up a blue purple blouse on the railing, "I knew it!" She accused, "Acting all innocent."

"Donna-" Amy tried to stop her, recognizing Rose's shirt. She felt her own throat close up as she recognized it as the same one she had teased her about all those months ago.

"I'm not the first, am I? How many women have you abducted."

The Doctor looked up from the console, confused, until he saw what Donna was holding and his face fell, "That's my friends." He whispered.

"Where is she, then?" Donna asked sarcastically, "No way this fits the giant over there!"

"Oi!" Amy defended, looking down. She wasn't that tall.

"What'd she do, then? Popped out for a space walk?"

"She's gone." The Doctor said softly, his face dark.

"Gone where?" Donna snapped, not seeing Amy shaking her head at her across the console.

The Doctor didn't say anything for a moment, looking like a lump had formed in his throat Finally he spoke, his voice thick with emotion, "I lost her."

Donna just shook furiously, "Well, you can hurry up and lose me!"

"Alright." Amy said, pulling Donna away from the Doctor, slightly worried that he'd start swinging.

Donna looked at Amy confused, before her face fell, "How do you mean, 'lost'?"

The Doctor didn't say anything, but he walked around the TARDIS, calmly taking the blouse from Donna's hands and stuffed it into his pocket.

He moved over to the doors, "Right! Chiswick!"

They opened the door and Donna walked out, looking around with a frown. Amy looked around with the same expression. They were in London, but not Chiswick.

"I said 'Saint Mary's'." Donna sneered, "What sort of Martian are you? Where's this?"

Amy looked back at the Doctor, who was rubbing the outside of the TARDIS in concern, "Something's wrong with her..."

"I knew it!" Amy crossed her arms, "You messed something up, didn't you!"

"I did no such thing." He defended himself. "It's like she's...recalibrating." He rushed back inside and checked the console while Amy leaned against the open door, unimpressed, "She's digesting..."

Donna turned around and stopped, staring at the TARDIS with blinking eyes. Amy wondered what she was so shocked at, but then she realized. She hadn't seen the outside of the ship yet. She probably assumed it was just as large on the outside.

"Donna..." Amy started, but the Woman ignored her, wandering up to the TARDIS.

"What have you eaten?" The Doctor spoke to the TARDIS and Amy rolled her eyes, "What's wrong. Donna?" He called out, "You've really gotta think. Is there anything that might've caused this."

But Donna wasn't listening, she started to walk around the edge of the ship, looking like she might pass out any moment.

"Anything you might've done? Any sort of alien contacts? I can't let you go wandering off in case you're dangerous. I mean, have you...have you seen lights in the sky? Or...did you touch something? Something- something different? Something strange? Something made out of a sort of metal or...who're you getting married to?"

Donna stuck her head inside the ship once more. Amy walked forward and poked her shoulder, making her jump, "You alright?"

Donna shook her head, jumping back from Amy like she had burned her. She put her hand to her mouth, backing up.

"Are you sure he's human? He's a bit overweight with a zip around his forehead, is he?"

Donna gave one last shake of the head, before she turned and ran off.

"Donna!" Amy cried, running after her, "Come on. Don't run off!"

The Doctor ran out of the TARDIS, looking both ways before he noticed them walking away. "Oi!" He called, "Wait up!"

Amy waved her hand, urging him to hurry up.

"Leave me alone." Donna called to them, "I just want to get married."

Amy couldn't help but feel that this Donna was just the complete opposite of her. She tried to run away with the Doctor to avoid marriage, and here was Donna, trying to avoid the Doctor in order to get married.

"Look." Amy tried to give her a soft smile, but it probably came out more like a grimace, "It's alright. We're the good guys, I promise."

"Yes, what she said." The Doctor said, looking more annoyed than anything, "Come back to the TARDIS."

Amy rounded on him, "You're not helping." She hissed.

"No way!" Donna shook her head, looking at the ground as she walked as to avoid seeing them, "That box is too...weird."

"It's...bigger on the inside, that's all." The Doctor sounded so unconvincing that even he winced.

"Okay," Amy turned to him, "You, stop, now."

"Oh! That's all!" Donna snapped, standing on the edge of hysterical. She looked at her watch, suppressing tears, "Ten past three. I'm gonna miss it."

"Don't worry." Amy told her, "It's alright. Just...calming breaths." She imitated some deep breaths for Donna to do, but the bride only narrowed her eyes at her.

"Are you mocking me!" She snapped.

Amy frowned, "Er-No?"

The Doctor stepped forward, "You can phone them. Tell them where you are?"

"How do I do that?" Donna snapped.

The Doctor frowned, "Haven't you got a mobile?"

Both Donna and Amy stopped and looked at him with equal looks of bewilderment.

"What?" He asked looking at their faces, "What did I say?"

"I'm in my wedding dress." Donna started, the volume of her voice raising, "It doesn't have pockets. Who has pockets? Have you ever seen a bride with pockets? When I went to my fitting, do you think I said 'Alison, the one thing I forgot to say is give me pockets'?!"

The Doctor blinked at her, "...This man you're marrying- what's his name?"

Donna grinned, her eyes bright as she beamed, "Lance!"

"Good luck Lance."

Amy rubbed her face, wondering how many times he was going to get slapped before they got Donna to her wedding.

"Oi!" Donna snapped at him, "No stupid Martian is gonna stop me from getting married. To hell with you!"

And she ran off.

"Hm.." Amy crossed her arms sarcastically, "How many Time Lords does it take to get a human to her wedding?"

"I'm- I'm not...I'm not...I'm not from Mars." The Doctor groaned, before running after her.

Amy rolled her eyes at him, before running off after him.

They caught up with her down a busy London street. Donna was hurrying as fast as her dress allowed her, trying not to get it dirty in the old dried up sludge that used to be snow.

"Taxi!" She called, holding out her hand. But the Taxi just drove past, "Why's his light on?"

The Doctor pointed, "There's another one!"

He ran to try and catch it and Donna called, "Taxi!"

They all stumbled into the road while they tried to catch it, but it just drove away again.

"Maybe we should try showing some leg?" The Doctor grumbled under his breath.

Amy narrowed her eyes at him, "You better be talking about yourself or you're gonna get slapped again."

He rubbed his cheek, walking back.

"Oi!" Donna called to the next Taxi as it walked past.

The Doctor turned to her, "Do you have this effect on everyone? Why aren't they stopping?"

Donna shook her head, "They think I'm in Fancy dress."

Another Taxi came down, honking his horn and calling out his window, "Stay off the scotch darlin'!"

Donna looked horrified, "They think I'm drunk!"

A car drove by and two men hollered, "You're fooling no-one, mate!"

"They think I'm in drag!" Donna gasped.

The Doctor paused, looking her up and down appraisingly and Amy gapped, smacking him on the chest. He winced, mumbling something about 'crazy ginger's, and held up his hands, "Hold on, hold on."

He put his fingers between his lips and whistled, a long and piercing sound that made everyone on the street stop and plug their ears.

But it did the job and one of the Taxi came to halt.

They all climbed in, Donna turning to the driver, "Saint Mary's in Chiswick, just off Hayden Road. It's an emergency, I'm getting married! Just...hurry up!"

"You know it'll cost you, sweetheart? Double rates today."

Donna paused, "Oh, my God?" She turned to Amy and the Doctor, "Do either of you got any money?"

"Um...no." The Doctor shook his head.

Amy checked her sweater, "Nothing."

"You?" The Doctor asked.

Donna clenched her jaw and pointed to her dress "Pockets!"


The Doctor slammed the Taxi door shut, looking beyond frustrated, while Donna yelled at the driver.

"And that goes double for your mother!"

The Taxi drove off with a screech.

"I'll have him!" She promised, holding her fist out, "I've got his number. I'll have him. Talk about the Christmas Spirit."

"Alright." The Doctor turned to Amy, "Do you have your Mobile?"

Amy felt around in her pockets, before she remembered, "Oh right, it got confiscated at Torchwood."

The Doctor groaned, then backtracked, looking down the street, "Is it Christmas?"

"Well, duh!" Donna scoffed, "Maybe not on Mars, but here it's Christmas Eve." She whacked him on the arm, her eyes wide as she pointed to something, "Phone box!"

They rushed over to it and Donna grinned, "We can reverse the charges!"

"How come you're getting married on Christmas Eve?" The Doctor asked.

"Can't bear it." Donna replied, "I hate Christmas. Honeymoon in Morocco. Sunshine - lovely."

Amy laughed, "I used to spray carolers with waterguns."

Donna giggled at that, until they reached the phone box and the Doctor help it open for Donna.

"What's the operator? I've not done this in years." Donna grumbled, "What do you dial? 100?"

The Doctor pulled out his Sonic and applied it to the phone, "Just- just call direct."

The dial toned buzzed on the end of the receiver and Donna looked at it suspiciously, "What did you do?"

"Just dial." Amy called, a headache forming. Not one caused by her old illness, thank god, but a normal to god headache.

She dialed and pressed it to her ear, and they waited.

"Mum, get off the phone and listen!" Donna finally said, "I'm in..." She looked around, "Oh, my God - I dunno where I am! It's...it's a street. And there a WH Smith...but it's definitely Earth."

Amy rolled her eyes, turning to see the Doctor standing at a cash machine impatiently. She continued to watch as the man in front of him left and he rushed forward, looking around before pressing the sonic into the machine. It whirled loudly and started to spew money all around.

Amy rolled her eyes and turned back to the Phone box, only to find it empty, "Donna?"

She looked around and saw a woman handing her a tenner. Amy ran over just as she flagged down a cab. Along the way she picked up a few bills that had been thrown from the cash machine and then slid into the cab behind Donna.

"Oi!" Donna narrowed her eyes, "What're you doing."

"Look, Donna." She looked at her seriously, "Just wait for the Doctor."

"There's no time!" She said, before turning to the driver, "Just go."

Amy was forced back into the seat as the cab suddenly sped off. Donna leaned out the window, "Thanks for nothing, spaceman! I'll see you in court!" She came back in and looked at Amy with a sniff, "You too, Giant. Don't think you're off the hook."

"Oh come on!" Amy cried, "I'm not that much taller than you!"

Donna rolled her eyes, leaning forward and handing the tenner to the driver, "I promise you, mate- I'll give you the rest when we get there. Oh, I look a mess!" She pulled her veil off, catching her breath, "Hurry up."

"Here." Amy handed her some of the money the Doctor picked up.

"I thought you didn't have any!" Donna snapped, yanking it out of her hands.

Amy rolled her eyes, "Look, I acquired it afterwards."

Donna looked out the window, then turned to the driver, "Hold on a minute. I said 'Chiswick'. You've missed the turning."

The Driver didn't say anything, and Amy swallowed, knowing that something was terribly wrong. God all she wanted to do was go to bed...

"'Scuse me?" Donne sniffed, "We should've turned off back there. We're going the wrong way!"

Amy flew against the window as the Taxi joined the motorway, cutting across lanes dangerously.

"What the hell are you doing?!" Donna cried out, "I'm late for the wedding. My own wedding. Do you get that?"

Amy leaned forward, getting a look at the Santa masks...they looked similar too...

She yanked it back to revealed a robot underneath.

"Oh, my god." Donna gasped.

Amy gulped, leaning back, "Oh, now we're in trouble."


Wow I suck. I know I said this would be a longer wait, but Like I said I have no self control. I probably will be updating this story at a rate of one chapter for every chapter I write for a bit, but I do have it out and ready for you guys!

Thank you to everyone who reviewed for the last chapter in ATDTNC. I love you all so much and I'm super sorry if I didn't respond to you. Since I'm at work a lot now it's way harder to respond to everyone so I'm sorry about that.

So on top of everything I've been doing in this story I've also been developing another series (cause obviously I have no self-control). I'm still working on a basic outline, so far I have it planned to encompass series 6 and 7 (and maybe the specials, i'm not sure yet. Same with s8), but that's all I'm gonna say about it for now, cause this story is still my priority.

My blog is going fantastic. I've got some hella people following me, and I know that a few of you guys are as well so that's great! Link to my dw blog is on my profile if you're interested (as well as my main blog).

Any series for series 8?: Yes and No. I've seen some bitchin new stills, and I'm loving clara's wardrobe in this season thats for sure. But here's the one tahts' interesting. I saw a few articles saying that the Master was coming back, but then they were taken down the next day. Does that mean it's a rumour? Or is it supposed to be a secret. I now that media can sometimes leak secrets (such as a magazine printing that BC played Khan in ST:ID), so who knows.

Alright, I think that's all I ahve to say for now. I'll be at work all day so I'll try to respond to any all questions after work! I love you all, and remember, my goal for this story is 1k reviews so please leave a review with any comments concerns or questions!

Until Next Time,