Emma's POV

I heard footsteps and turned. I saw Amy running to catch up. "Hey," I said, pausing. "You coming with me? What about your daughter?"

I wasn't rude when I said this; I knew what it was like to leave my child to come back and find her dead.

"She's in the TARDIS, with the Doctor."

I looked at her. "You know, you seem kinda young to have a daughter who is a full grown adult?" I asked. She laughed. "It's difficult to explain, Emma."

I decided to drop it. "Why do you want to accompany me?"

"Because I'm sick of waiting in the stupid TARDIS,"

I giggled. " Or maybe the stupid TARDIS is sick of you waiting in him. You never know with TARDISes."

She smiled. "Geronimo, I suppose."

"Geronimo indeed."

She laughed. So did I. It felt good knowing that there was still some humor in this part of the world. Then I looked up. I saw the Child on top of an apartment building. When I tried opening the door, it was locked. I tried sonicing it open with my sonic flashlight, but that failed. I looked at the building next to us. I stepped to it and tried opening the door. It was unlocked. I stepped in and walked to the elevator, where I pressed the up button. Amy looked at me. "Why are we taking the lift in a different building than the Child's?"

"I have an idea." The elevator doors slid open and we stepped in. I pressed the top button and fished out my bow and quiver from Athena. As we reached the top, I searched for a certain arrow. I found it and pulled it out. The doors opened that retarded ding. I ran down the hall, looking for a way to the roof. When I did, I climbed up the ladder that slid down. Amy followed suit. Once on the roof, I strung my bow. I looked at Amy. "Have you ever been zip-lining?"

She shook her head. I pulled out a piece of waxed rope from the end of the arrow. "Tie that to the little tower sticking out of the building, will you?"

She obliged. When she finished, I shot the arrow. It landed on the building wall. I removed one end of the string of my bow and put the bow on the waxed rope. I tied the string back and looked at Amy. "You say you never been zip-lining?"

She nodded. "Never been zip-lining. Ever."

"Great time to try it, what do you say?"

She looked bewildered. "What?!"

I grasped the wooden part of the bow. "The bow's not going to break. I've done this with heavier loads."

She gripped the other side of the bow. "I'm ready."

I kicked off the building, and we were on our way.

Amy's POV

Word of advice: Never go zip-lining in New York when there's a great chance when you could fall and end up as a grease spot in Manhatten. Like now. I couldn't help but scream. At one point I looked at Emma and shouted over the rushing wind, "Emma, you are truly insane!"

She laughed. The bow hit the arrow and stopped, nearly throwing us off. Emma let go of the bow with one hand and pulled herself on the building roof. I followed. She pulled the arrow out and caught the bow before it fell. She snipped the rope and dropped both the bow and arrow in her backpack. I looked at it. "How do you fit so many things in your backpack?"

"In Athena? Same way TARDISes are bigger on the inside. Time Lord technology. Only difference is TARDISes are grown. Athena I made."

"Oh."

She walked around the roof. "Hmm, the Child-"

Emma didn't say more when a piece of white cloth was tied over her mouth. I tried to scream, "Emma!" but the same fate happened to me and everything went black.

Doctor's POV

Where the hell were Emma and Amy? Amy went out to help Emma, but it was close to an hour. I paced the TARDIS anxiously, occasionaly stopping and looking at my TARDIS. Then I would resume. River had stopped trying to get a conversation out of me after twenty minutes. After a while, I said, "I give up. I'm going out to find them."

River looked shocked. "Doctor, they could be dead, for all we know! Is it really worth the risk?"

I nodded and headed out. I looked around. This was going to be hard. What had Emma said a couple of hours ago? Follow the Daleks. Of course!

I ran after one, hiding when necessary. I listened in on one of their conversations. "She has captured them. Emma Lair and Amy Pond. She will use them as bait. This will not fail."

The other one bobbed his camera thingy up and down. "It will not. The Doctor and his friends are too soft to know a lost cause. He will save anyone, anything."

They turned and started rolling down the street. I followed.

They stopped at a tall building. The door swung open for them to gain entry. I followed closely behind. I thought for a moment, then realized that for them to take me to the Child, I had to be noticed. So I did the natural thing. I stepped out in the open, spread my arms out, and shouted, "Oi! Salt shakers!" 

They turned to face me. One pointed his laser at me and said, "We must exterminate the Doctor!" but to my surprise, the other one stopped him. "No! We must bring him to the Child. Her orders." 

Ah. So the Child wanted to kill me. I feel so loved.

They shoved into the lift and somehow, using it's laser, one pressed the top button. "Okay, I'm now trapped in a lift with two Daleks who want to kill me but can't. Now I'm being brought to my death. Wonderful," I muttered. One jabbed me with his laser. "Stop talking," it comanded. I rolled my eyes. I wanted to lean against the wall, but the Daleks had postioned themselves to form some sort of cage around me with their suction cups and lasers. The doors slid open with the ding that annoyed Emma so much. Just the thought of my friend brought tears to my eyes. The Daleks forced me into the hallway, and still jabbing me with their lasers, brought me to the last room on the left. The door swung open, and I realized at once it wasn't a room. It was an apartment. I stepped inside. The Child was at the end of the hall. Come with me, Doctor.

I followed her down the hall into the bedroom. Emma and Amy were tied up on the bed. Emma's eyes widen when she saw me and tried to say something, but with the cloth around her mouth, it sounded like mmmmm.I wanted to rush forward, but retained myself for fear I would get killed. I noticed the bloody mass slung over the closet door. She had killed the person who had lived here. Anger surged through me. Who would do that?

Answer: Daleks and the Child.

Do you see your friends, Doctor? Retreat, or they'll die.

"Nonsense," I said boldly, "not when I know your weakness."

Once again, you thickheaded fool, I am not connected with the scythe!!

"Oh yeah?" I raised my eyebrows. "Then why don't you drop it? Huh?"

 Because I know that if I drop it, you'll use it against me!

"Oh? Then you've got a poor judgment on me. I would never do that. I don't like weapons. So you just created a clever lie just to protect you're idenity, huh, Child?"

"May we exterminate him?" asked the Dalek on the right of me.

Not yet. If he misbehaves you can. But ONLY when I say.

"Yaaayyy..."

I clenched my fists. This wasn't going the way I planned it.

Emma's POV

I wiggled my Swiss army knife in my hand and focused on cutting the rope binding me instead of me. I sliced the rope binding my hands together, then my arms to my body. I shook out my wrists and ripped the cloth off my mouth. I had been gagged twice in a day, and I wasn't happy. I cut the rope binding my ankles together, then went to work on Amy. I cut the rope off of her-there was more than me, she had put up quite a struggle- and ripped the cloth off her mouth. I shushed her and we slowly got up. I grabbed the lamp off the nightstand and made my way to the Child. I was forced to walk by the closet door, though I didn't want to; I could feel the blood drip onto me. Or maybe it was my imagination. I waited for a moment for the Doctor to notice me, then brought the lamp down on the she-demon's head. She swung around, nearly taking my head off with the scythe, but I ducked, grabbed the pole of the scythe, and used the momentum to kick the Child in the face. I thought it would ripped the scythe out of her hands, but she had a death grip. Almost literally. Amy threw a book at her and missed; it nailed the Doctor in the back of the head. He looked at Amy. She covered her mouth. "Sorry, I was aiming at the Child."

"Sure..."

"Hey, am I going to have to take down the Child myself or-"

Or die? the Child cut me off. She was distracted enough for me to dig my Swiss army knife into her stomach. She nearly dropped her scythe and clutched her stomach with her free hand. I kicked her in the face again and tried to grab her scythe, but she swung and missed me by a hair's breadth. I jumped out of the way and taunted, "Hah! Are you that pathetic you can't kill me? Just for a small wound? Are you that cowardly? Huh? Huh?"

She spun her scythe so that she was holding the blade and swung at me with the metal pole. I would've been brained had the Doctor not grab the pole and hit the ground, baseball style, trying to rip the scythe out of her hands. Amy threw the nightstand at her. I gave her the thumbs up. "Nice, Amy. Let's go for the nightstand!"

The poor nightstand hit the Child and exploded all over her and the Doctor. I covered my eyes. "That's gotta hurt."

The she-demon screamed, Kill them! Kill them ALL!

The Daleks moved in, but I kicked one away. It went sailing backwards into the other Daleks, knocking them over like bowling pins. I grabbed Athena and dug through her. I pulled out my bow and an explosive arrow. I soniced the Dalek open, set the arrow to explode in thirty seconds, planted it in the Dalek, pushed it into the other, sending them rolling. I screamed at the others. "Get down!"

The Doctor and Amy crouched down. The arrow exploded and I threw myself down, covering my head. Amy and the Doctor did the same. Debris fell down on us, filling our nostrils with dust and bruising our arms with falling wood. I looked up. Amy and the Doctor were covered in dust. The Doctor looked up. "What the hell happened?"

"Explosive arrow. I didn't realize it would be that destructive." I brushed the dust off of my shirt. The Child was nowhere to be seen. "Where's the Child?" Amy asked.

The Doctor pointed at the missing wall. I poked my head out. "Emma, be careful!" warned the Doctor.

"I'm just looking."

 Manhatten was spread out in front of me like a postcard. I could see the Empire State Building and the Statue Of Liberty from here. It would've been beautiful had it not been under destruction. I could see the Child, zooming away to the midst of the swirling black cloud above us. It was raining harder than before, and now lightning was dancing in the sky. Almost simultaneously, thunder crackled. I never really liked thunderstorms, and this one was no different. I took a deep breath and turned back. "Let's go," I instructed.

"Emma..." began the Doctor, but I cut him off. "No buts. Let's go."