Emma's POV

I woke up on the TARDIS floor, not quite sure where the blanket came from. I rubbed my eyes, my drenched shirt rubbing against my arm. I stood up, nearly lost my balance, and stumbled forward a couple steps. Just then, Amy, Rory, and the Doctor came bursting in. "Great. Paparazzi?"

The Doctor gave a small chuckle. "If you want to be alone, we'll leave you be, Emma."

"All I want to do is get out of wet clothes and strangle the Child. Never drown. It was most scariest thing I had ever experienced." I shuddered.

"I'll take your word for it."

I slowly made my way across the room. When I reached the top of a stairwell, I looked back. "What I was trying to say before I drowned was the Child's power is connected to the scythe. Take away the scythe, she becomes regular Time Lord, or she dies. Everything effected by the poison of the scythe will be healed. Keep that in mind."

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My knees buckled and I fell forward by the time I reached the closet. I grabbed the doorway to help myself up. I kept one hand on the wall as I made my way around the room. I ran my fingers over the clothing, looking for an outfit. I decided on dark, faded jeans and a black sweater. I checked myself out in the mirror. I couldn't wear my leather jacket, but that wasn't important. I made my way back, where I found the Doctor waiting. "You know, this clingy thing is getting rather annoying," I said.

"Sorry. Are we going to go out again?"

"Let me check something," I said. He shrugged. I looked at my little screen. I read the message.

So, you live again, Emma, thanks to the precious Doctor. I have been listening to your conversations, watching you. I know you plan on taking away my scythe. It is a myth; I can still go on as the Child without the scythe. You will never foil me. I am the Child, supreme of all!

"I figured you're the Child, thanks for pointing that out," I grumbled. "And I bet you've sent for reinforcments, haven't you? A possesed army not enough? Huh?"

Indeed. You will like my reinforments, oh you will. You have been in a war with them for so many years you know.

"What does she mean, we've been in war with her reinforments?" wondered the Doctor out loud.

"I think she means Daleks."

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So sorry the chapter's so short! I'm trying to write three books at once, and I want to update them all tonight.

I hope your winter's going well, and that you're staying warm! I sure am, though my winter's crap...