The Doctor opened the door to his and the Stones room, traffic cone in hand. "Hello, flat mate."

"Hey, man. Er, listen. Er, Sophie's coming round tonight and I was wondering if you and the Stone could give us some space?"

"Oh, don't mind me." The Doctor grinned. "You won't even know I'm here." He remarked before hearing a bang upstairs. "That's the idea."

"I'll make sure he behaves." The Stone poked her head out the door.

"I'm not a child." The Doctor pouted.

"Of course you're not sweetheart." She rolled her eyes. "Now come on, we were busy." She reminded shutting the door.

"Yes, perfect!" The Doctor exclaimed grinning as the machine finally began to work. "What a beauty."

"You have no idea how suggestive that actually sounds Doctor."

"That can be arranged for later.' He replied his eyes darkening ever so slightly.

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"Doctor!" The Stone hissed crawling after him. The Stone had struggled to keep him occupied and not bored which was a challenge in itself with how little there was in the room. Completely ignoring the Time Lady the Doctor made his way into the living room, hiding behind the sofa, screwdriver in hand after struggling with it's 'on' switch even after the Stone had told him multiple times that it wasn't sonic.

"...I think that we should." The Stone heard Craig from where he was sat on the sofa. Glaring at the Doctor she managed to catch up with him, swotting him on the back of the head, making him yelp.

"What the-" Craig jumped up spinning around, seeing the Time Lords on the floor the Doctor grinning while the Stone gave Craig an apologetic look.

"Hello." The Doctor smiled popping his head over the sofa as Craig sat back down.

"What?" Craig looked at him slightly annoyed.

"Whoops..." The Doctor looked between the humans. "Sorry. Don't worry, I wasn't listening. In a world of my own down there."

"I thought you were going out?" Craig blinked.

"He refused." The Stone replied popping her head up from behind the sofa while sending the Doctor a glare. "I tried to keep him entertained but honestly, entertainment for him is like watching paint dry." She sighed.

"Just re-connecting all the electrics." The Doctor smiled. "It's a real mess. Where's the on switch for this?" He held up a normal screwdriver.

"Give it here." The Stone groaned snatching the tool from the Doctor before hitting him on the head with the handle of it.

"Ouch." He mumbled.

"I hope that hurt." She narrowed her eyes at him, seeing the slight fear in his eyes she gave him a smile.

"They're really are just on their way out," Craig told Sophie.

"No, I don't mind." Sophie shrugged. "I mean if you don't mind."

"I don't mind." Craig quickly replied, his face saying otherwise. "Why would I mind?"

"Then stay. Have a drink with us."

"What?" The Doctor blinked. "Do we have to stay now?"

"Do you want to stay?"

"I don't mind."

"Okay." Sophie nodded.

"Doctor." The Stone hissed before groaning seeing the pleading look she really couldn't deny on his face.

"Great." Craig sighed.

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The Doctor sat on the arm of a chair fiddling with wires the Stone helping a couple on her lap as she sat on the chair.

"Because life can seem pointless, you know, Doctor," Sophie said taking a sip of wine. "Work, weekend, work, weekend. And there are six billion people on the planet doing pretty much the same."

"Six billion people." The Doctor remarked. "Watching you two at work, I'm starting to wonder where they all come from."

"Doctor."

"Sorry dear."

"Huh? What do you mean by that?" Sophie frowned looking between them.

"So then, the call centre." The Doctor changed the subject. "That's no good, then. What do you really want to do?"

"Don't laugh." She looked between the Time Lords. "I only ever told Craig about it. I want to work looking after animals. Maybe abroad? I saw this orangutan sanctuary on the telly."

"What's stopping you?"

"She can't." Craig cut in. "You need loads of qualifications."

"Yeah, true. Plus it's scary." She nodded. "Everyone I know lives around here. Like, Craig got offered a job in London. Better money. He didn't take it."

"What's wrong with staying here?" He shrugged. "I can't see the point of London."

"Well, perhaps that's you, then." The Doctor commented not looking up. "Perhaps you'll just have to stay here, secure and a little bit miserable, till the day you drop. Better than trying and failing, eh?"

"You think I'd fail?" Sophie looked at him slightly annoyed.

"What he means..." The Stone cut in giving the Doctor a scolding look. "Is that almost everybody has dreams, and only a small amount of people with dreams will ever achieve them."

"Yes, exactly." The Doctor nodded. "If only very few people are going to achieve their dream why pretend?" He shrugged then picked up the glass of wine went to drink a little bit before pouring it back from his mouth into the glass, the Stone wincing a little making a note to not drink the wine if he didn't like it she wasn't going to drink it either not knowing how bad it could affect her in this incarnation. If she even liked wine in this incarnation. "Perhaps, in the whole wide universe, a call centre about is where you should be."

"Why are you saying that?" Sophie looked between them. "That's horrible."

"But is it true?" The Stone questioned raising a brow.

"Of course it's not true. I'm not staying in a call centre all my life. I can do anything I want." She said sounding slightly annoyed at what they were suggesting before blinking, seeing the smiles on their faces. "Oh, yeah. Right." She started to laugh. "Oh, my God. Did you see what they just did?"

"Well done dear." The Doctor grinned.

"You helped sweetheart." She chuckled.

"No, sorry, what's happening?" Craig blinked at the three of them. "Are you going to live with monkeys now?" He asked Sophie.

"Perhaps you could go with her, so she isn't all alone." The Stone muttered shrugging.

"It's a big old world, Sophie." The Doctor remarked. "Work out what's really keeping you here, eh?"

"I don't know." She sighed. "I don't know."

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"Right." The Doctor said into the earpiece, explaining to Amy as the device they had built started to spin. "Shield's up. Let's scan."

"What are you getting?" Amy questioned.

"Upstairs." The Stone replied before frowning. "But there is not traces of any hight technology."

"Totally normal?" The Doctor looked over her shoulder. "No, no, no, no, no, it can't be. It's too normal."

"Only for you two could too normal be a problem." Amy almost snorted. " You said I could be lost forever. Just go upstairs."

"We can't Amy." The Stone sighed. "As much as I would love to just go upstairs it's just too dangerous."

"Too dangerous?" Amy snorted. "Danger could be your middle names if you even have middle names." She said thoughtfully.

"We can't go up there without knowing and get ourselves killed." The Doctor replied. "And then you really are lost."

"If we could just get a look in there." The Stone sighed shaking her head.

"Hold on." The Doctor held up a hand starting to pace around. "Use the data bank." He said blinking the Stone widely smiled at his idea. "Get us the plans of this building. I want to know its history, the layout, everything."

"Brilliant!" The Time Lady grinned.

"You gave me the idea Stone." He chuckled hugging her.

"You thought of it though sweetheart." She countered. "But while Amy does that I do have an idea of my own Doctor."

"Ah, I don't even have to ask what you're thinking about dear."

"Please don't tell me that is another innuendo." Amy groaned.

"No." She snorted. "For once. I was talking about, well how should we put it, Doctor?"

"How about recruiting a spy?"

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The next morning the Stone shook her head watching the Doctor from the table sipping on her mint tea while the Doctor went around the flat's kitchen making breakfast to Craig, mainly to prove to Amy how 'normal' he could be. "I don't think he realises how unnormal it is for humans to make breakfast for their flatmates, especially at how much effect the Doctor is going to with this." The Stone remarked to Amy through the ear piece. "It looks like more effort than he usually goes when he decides to make me breakfast in bed and that is not even when I am angry with him." The Doctor made a rather adorable frowning face before turning back to buttering the toast.

"He makes you breakfast in bed?" Amy questioned as if it was something new to her. Do you even sleep?"

"We don't need as much sleep as you would think we do." The Doctor muttered. "And the effort I put into making your breakfast is much more than this dear." He grinned. "I'm only spending as little time as I can with this, normally I spend a good hour on yours."

"Really?" The Time Lady blinked not expecting him to waste a whole hour on making her breakfast when he could be doing much more useful things.

"Oh, yes." He replied kissing her cheek. "Means you don't wake up being grumpy."

"That was one time." The Stone narrowed her eyes pointing a warning finger at him. "Not my fault that you didn't let me have my tea in bed reading."

"Who gets up to make tea that has to be the right amount of minty flavouring or else it has to be completely remade only to then go back to bed and drink it while reading."

"I do!" She protested.

"That is a bit weird..." Amy quietly muttered.

"And insisting on staying in bed to sleep all day isn't?" The Stone wrinkled her nose at the thought while the Doctor shivered not even wanting to imagine having to stay in bed and sleep all day.

"Sleeping is great though."

"For humans that is." The Stone sniffed. The Doctor fondly shook his head then and placed everything on a tray.

"I'll be back in a moment dear to make yours."

"But I've had my tea Doctor."

"I'm still making you something," he said over his shoulder carrying the tray towards Craig's room.

Only a moment later the Stone looked up from her tea, the Doctor rushing around the kitchen looking very worried, only further worrying the Time Lady. "Doctor?" She stood up rushing over to where he was mixing a strong tea in a china teapot with a wooden spoon.

"Craig touched the thing." he nodded up at the strange patch in the corner. "He touched it and he wasn't breathing when I went in!" He said rushing back to the room, the Stone rushing behind carrying more tea bags and stuffing them into the pot for the Doctor to mix.

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"I've got to go to work." Craig coughed after the Doctor poured the strong tea straight from the pot into the man's mouth.

"On no account." The Doctor shook his head. "You need rest. One more."

"It's the planning meeting." It's important." He spluttered.

"Craig." The Stone shook her head hearing the same stubbornness in the man's voice as she knew the Doctor would have if he was in Craigs position. "You're important. You're going to be completely fine, I promise and I tend to not break my promises."

"She never does." The Doctor added. "You'll be fine, Craig."

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Feeling as if it was there fault for not keeping a closer eye on Craig the Time Lords, more like the Doctor decided to help Craig at his work. The Stone shook her head deciding to go along not seeing anything that could possibly go wrong in the situation. Then again this was them, something was bound to happen.

"I think that's not what my screen is telling me, Mister Lang." The Doctor replied into the headset poking his head back up from under the desk waving at Craig who had arrived looking much healthier than before.

"What's he doing here?" Craig pointed at the Doctor looking at his boss, Michael. "What are you doing here?"

"Mr Lang!" The Stone screeched jumping up and stealing the headset from the Doctor who winced knowing what she was going to do. "That is very rude. I hope you are ashamed of yourself for calling the Doctor, who has tried to help you that a rather rude word."

"Yes." The Doctor nodded taking the headset back giving the Time Lady a pointed look. "What my wife was trying to say is that if that's your attitude, Mister Lang, please take your custom elsewhere," he remarked before blowing a raspberry into the mic grinning as the Stone high fived him.

"No, no, no, that's one of my best clients." Craig cried.

"Hello, Craig." The Doctor waved finally acknowledging his presence. "How are you feeling? Had some time to kill. I was curious. Never worked in an office. Never worked in anywhere."

"Well, that's technically a lie." The Stone muttered.

"Ah, very true dear, but would we really call that a job?" He questioned. "It wasn't like we were paid or anything."

"More like a hobby then?" She quirked an eyebrow at him.

"I suppose that's a better title for it." He nodded.

"You're both insane."

"Leave off the Doctor and Stone." Michael crossed his arms. "I love the Doctor and the Stone. He was brilliant in the planning meeting and she was brilliant at making the tea."

"You can never have enough mint tea." The Stone gleamed.

"You went to the planning meeting?" Craig's eyes snapped to the Doctors.

"Yes." The Doctor nodded. "I was your representative. We don't need Mister Lang any more."

"Rude Mister Lang." The Stone frowned. "Rude and not ginger Mister Lang."

"He could be ginger." The Doctor protested.

"No one that rude can possibly be ginger." She sniffed. "Plus I find that offensive, I'm not rude." She closed her eyes before opening one of them to look at the Time Lord. "Doctor?"

"Of course not dear." He quickly nodded.

"Here you go." Sophie placed down a mug of coffee on the desk next to the Doctor. "I found some custard creams." She added placing down a plate.

"Sophie, my hero." The Doctor muttered through a custard cream.

"Hi, Craig." Sophie nodded at the man. "I went on the web, applied for a wildlife charity thing. They said I could always start as a volunteer straight away. Should I do it?"

"Yeah, great." he nodded not sounding at all convinced of listening. "Yeah, good. Go for it."

"You look awful." The Doctor "About turn. Bed." He ordered. The Stone raised a brow at Craig gesturing him to go away with a shooing motion. "Now. Who next? Oh, yes. Hello, Mister Joergensen." The Doctor nodded then gridded seeing the Stone about to eat a custard cream. "Can you hold? I have to eat a biscuit." He said before snatching the one out of the Time Lady's hand, smugly smiling at the way she narrowed her eyes at him in annoyance.

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"Have you been upstairs?" The Stone raised a brow at the cat walking down the stairs.

"You speak cat?" The Doctor looked at her questionably, he knew she was horrible with languages but out of all of them, he didn't expect her to speak... cat.

"I got bored when we were forced to stay on Earth and taught myself to understand a couple of languages of Earth, cat being one of them."

"Centries we have known each other and there are things I'm still learning about you." He smiled wrapping an arm around her, the two of them sitting down while the cat began to meow and hiss.

"You can do it." The Doctor told the cat-stroking it. "Show me what's up there? What's behind that door? Try to show me. Oh, but that doesn't make sense." He frowned. "Ever see anyone go up there?"

"Lots of people?" The Stone muttered. "Good, good, well not good but good to know but what kind of people?"

"People who never came back down." The Doctor replied after the cat meowed again. "Oh, that's bad. That's very bad." He and the Stone looked up as Craig swung open the door looking quite angry.

"Oh, hello."

"I can't take this any more." Craig blurted out to grab the paper bag with the money inside. "I want you both to go. You can have this back and all." He shoved the money into the Doctors hands.

"What have we done?" The Doctor questioned.

"For a start, talking to a cat."

"Lots of people talk to cats." The Stone frowned. "Isn't that normal, well not normal but common?"

"Not helping dear." The Doctor whispered to the Time Lady who nodded in agreement shutting her mouth.

"And everybody loves you two, and you're better at football than me, and my job, and now Sophie's all oh, monkeys, monkeys, and then there's that." he swung open the door to the Time Lords room pointing at the device, they darted into the room standing in the way of the device.

"It's art." The Doctor protested. "A statement on modern society, Ooo, ain't modern society awful." He stopped the device from spinning.

"Me and you two, it's not going to work out," Craig said ignoring the Doctor. "You've only been here three days. These have been the three weirdest days of my life."

"Craig, if we go then your days, will get a lot weirder."

"It was good weirdness. It's not, it's bad weird. I can't do this any more."

"Craig, we can't leave this place. We're like you, we can't see the point of anywhere else. Madrid? Ha, what a dump. We have to stay."

"No, you don't. You have to leave."

"We can't go." The Stone sighed pinching the bridge of her nose having an idea on what the Doctor would do now.

"Just get out!"

"Right. Only way." The Doctor sighed. "I'm going to show you something, but shush. Really, shush. Oh, I am going to regret this." He muttered wincing a little. "Okay, right. First, general background." He grabbed Craig's shoulders and hit Craig's forehead with his own the two of them crying out in pain stumbling backwards. The Stone wrapping her arms around the Doctor wincing a little at his cries.

After the pain in Craig's head subsided his eyes widened at them pointing between the Time Lords. "You're a-"

"Yes." The Doctor nodded.

"And you're a-" He pointed at the Time Lady who sighed.

"Yeah..."

"From." He pointed upwards.

"Shush." The Doctor whispered.

"You've got a TARDIS!" He blurted ignoring them.

"Yes. Shush." The Doctor pointed to himself and the Stone. "Elevens. Right. Okay, specific detail." He headbutted Craig once more crying out again.

"Why didn't I do it." The Stone groaned rubbing the Doctor's forehead. "Only you will moan about this for weeks now."

"You would just blame me!" He winced.

"You saw my ad in the window." Craig pointed at them, making the Time Lords stop their argument.

"Yes, with this right above it." The Doctor showed the small paper card with Amy's handwriting. "Which is odd, because Amy hasn't written it yet."

"Time travel." The Stone added taking the card and slipping it into her pocket. "It can happen."

"That's a scanner!" Craig exclaimed pointing at the device they had built. "You used the non-technological technology of Lammasteen!"

The Doctor grabbed the back of Craig's head and placed a hand over his mouth. "Shut up!"

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The Doctor leant against the wall groaning from the pain. "Sweetheart please." The Stone sighed rubbing his back. "Thinking about it will only make the pain worse."

"I am never, never doing that ever, ever again." he panted.

"I think that is a good idea." She nodded lightly kissing his head hoping it would make him feel a little better.

The Doctor smiled a little at her gesture before turning on his earpiece. "Amy."

"That's Amy Pond!" Craig said a hand flying over his mouth.

"Oh, of course, you can understand us now." The Doctor groaned. "Hurrah. Got those plans yet?"

"Still searching for them."

"We worked it out." The Stone cut in.

"With psychic help from a cat."

"A cat?" Amy replied

"Yes, it turns out the Stone can speak cat. Just under nine hundred years and I still didn't know that about her." he grinned.

"He's got a time engine in the flat upstairs." The Stone added trying to put it as simple as possible for the human to understand. "He's using innocent people to try and launch it."

"Whenever he does, they get burnt up, hence the stain on your ceiling." The Doctor added nodding at Craig.

"From the ceiling." His eyes widened.

"Well done, Craig. And you, Miss Pond, nearly get thrown off into the Vortex."

"Lovely." She muttered.

The Time Lords looked at each other after hearing another loud crash. "People are dying up there. People are dying. People are dying. People are dying." He said over and over in the loop.

"Amy." The Time Lords both said over their earpieces.

"They're being killed!" Craig cried out.

"Someone's up there."

"Doctor?"

"Hang on. Craig, come on." The Doctor ordered running to the stairs. "Someone's dying up there. "

"Sophie." Craig suddenly cried out the Time Lords eyes darted over to where he was looking seeing Sophies key in the door. "It's Sophie that's dying up there! It's Sophie!"

"Stone!" Amy cried out. "Doctor!"

"Where's Sophie?" Craig questioned at the door about to knock on it only for the Doctor to pull him away.

"Wait, wait. Amy?"

"Are you upstairs?"

"Just going in."

"But you can't be upstairs."

"Of course I can be upstairs." He frowned.

"No, I've got the plans." She quickly replied sounding out of breath. "You cannot be upstairs, it's a one-storey building. There is no upstairs."

"What?" Craig blinked as the Doctor soniced the door open showing a large room. "What?"

"Did someone attempt to build a TARDIS." The Stone frowned giving the room a disapproving look. "As impressive as it is I'm really not impressed with it, you can't build TARDISes.

" The time engine isn't in the flat, the time engine is the flat." The Doctor muttered looking around. "Someone did attempt to build a TARDIS."

"I'm still not impressed." The Stone furrowed her brows and crossed her arms. "They could have at least asked for my help."

"I'm sure that they didn't want your help dear." The Doctor remarked wrapping his arm around her waist. "Plus our TARDIS might have got jealous."

"Well, there is that." She nodded in thought."

"I would have probably got jealous as well." He whispered.

"Why?"

"Someone other than me building with you." He grinned whispering extremely close to her ear."

"No." Craig frowned looking around while bringing the Time Lords attention back to the issue at hand. "There's always been an upstairs."

"Has there?" The Doctor questioned seeing the door he had just entered through began to flicker. "Think about it."

"Yes- No- I don't-"

"Perception filter." The Doctor cut in. "It's more than a disguise. It tricks your memory."

"Like the TARDIS." The Stone added. "Makes you just walk past it without a thought. Comes in handy when you can't fix your chameleon circuit."

Suddenly they heard a loud scream. "Sophie!" Craig shouted running over to Sophie with the Time Lords a white electrical light pulling her hand closer. "Sophie! Oh, my God, Sophie!"

"Craig." She cried out trying to stop herself.

"It's controlling her." The Doctor explained flashing his sonic at the device pulling Sophies hand closer. "It's willing her to touch the activator."

"That's not going to have her." Craig shook his head just as Sophie's hand was pulled onto a dome-shaped control. The Stone winced after flashing her sonic at it. "It's deadlocked."

"You've got to do something!" Craig exclaimed looking between the Time Lords.

"What?" The Doctor blinked as Sophie was let go. "Why's it let her go? So, okay."

"You will help me." A shadowy figure of a man suddenly appeared.

"Right. Stop." The Doctor ordered. "Crashed ship, let's see. Hello, I'm Captain Troy Handsome of International Rescue." The Stone rolled her eyes.

"Ego."

"Not now dear." "Please state the nature of your emergency."

"The ship has crashed." The man announced. "The crew are dead. A pilot is required."

"And you're the emergency crash program." The Stone shook her head bringing out her sonic sounding unimpressed. "A hologram. You've been luring people up here so you can try them out." She raised a brow flashing her sonic at the image. The hologram then flickered between an old man, a girl and a young man changing voice each time.

"You will help me. You will help me. You will help me. "

"Craig, what is this?" Sophie worryingly asked. "Where am I?"

"Hush." The Doctor silenced her. His attention focusing back on the hologram. "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?"

"Oh, for goodness sake." The Doctor groaned. "The top floor of Craig's building is, in reality, an alien spaceship intent on slaughtering the population of this planet. Any questions? No, good."

"Yes, I have questions."

"Sophie please let us sort this out." The Time Lady gave her a pleading look. "The correct pilot has now been found." She then winced seeing the hologram focused on her.

"Yes, I was a bit worried that you were going to say that." The Doctor remarked.

"Why do I have to be better than you at piloting the TARDIS." She groaned only to cry out in pain as the electric energy from the autopilot started to pull the Time Lady towards the console. The Doctor wrapped his arms around her trying to help to pull her away.

"The correct pilot has been found." The hologram repeated over and over. "The correct pilot has been found. The correct pilot has been found."

"What's happening?" Amy questioned.

"It's pulling her in!" The Doctor shouted. "The Stone's the new pilot."

"Could she do it?" Amy questioned. "Could the Stone fly the ship safely?"

"Sadly no." She groaned. "I'm way too much for this ship. If my hand touches that panel, the planet doesn't blow up, the whole solar system does."

"The correct pilot has been found."

"No. Worst choice ever, I promise you." The Doctor said to the hologram. "Stop this."

"Doctor? Stone? It's getting worse."

"It doesn't want everyone." The Doctor frowned. "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." The Stone muttered. "What's changed? Argh." She cried.

"Shush." The Doctor tried to calm her. "It's okay," he whispered before looking at Craig. "No. No, the Stone and 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."

"Doctor!"

"Craig, you can shut down the engine." The Doctor said ignoring Amy. "Put your hand on the panel and concentrate on why you want to stay."

Craig went to get up but Sophie grabbed his arm. "Craig, no."

"Will it work?" He questioned.

"Yes."

"Are you sure?"

"Yes."

"Is that a lie?"

"My wife is about to be killed and destroy the solar system!" He snapped. "Of course it's a lie!"

"It's good enough for me." He said his hand just above the control. "Geronimo!" he then cried out slamming his hand on the control, the Stone was then released and let out a cry stumbling back into the Doctors arms. Argh!

"Craig!" Sophie shouted.

"Doctor, Stone!"

The Doctor tightened his grip on the Time Lady. "Craig, what's keeping you here? Think about everything that makes you want to stay here. Why don't you want to leave?"

"Sophie." He blurted out. "I don't want to leave Sophie. I can't leave Sophie. I love Sophie." he shouted making the Time Lords beam.

"I love you, too, Craig, you idiot," Sophie said smiling before placing her hand on Craig's

"Stone!" Amy shouted.

"Honestly, do you mean that?" Craig asked Sophie,

"Of course I mean it." She replied. "Do you mean it?"

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

"Yes." She breathed.

"Ugh." The Time Lords heard Amy from the TARDIS.

"What about the monkeys?" Craig frowned.

"Oh, not now, not again." The Doctor rolled his eyes.

The Stone hit him around the back of the head. "What the Doctor basically means is..."

"Kiss the girl!" He shouted cutting the Time Lady off.

"Kiss the girl!" Amy shouted from the TARDIS.

Craig and Sophie then shared a kiss, the Time Lords laughed and Craig's hand was then released.

"Doctor? Stone? You've done it." Amy laughed. "Ha ha! You've done it. Oh, now the screen's just zeros." She paused for a moment. "Now it's minus ones, minus twos, minus threes. Big yes."

"Help me. Help me. Help me. Help me." The autopilot repeated over and over, it's voice raising in pitch.

"Big no." The Time Lords breathed.

"Help me. Help me. Help me. Help me."

"Did we switch it off?" Craig questioned after he and Sophie separated.

"Emergency shutdown." The Doctor stated.

"It's imploding." The Stone winced taking the Doctors hand.

"Everybody out, out, out!" The Doctor shouted pushing the humans out.

"Help me. Help me. Help me. Help me. Help me Help me. Help me. Help me." They ran down the stairs and out of the house. "Help me. Help me. Help me. Help me."

The too floor then became the Timeship and then flew away leaving the flat as it should be. A man then walked past carrying a small child.

"Look at them." Craig blinked. "Didn't they see that? The whole top floor just vanished."

"Perception filter." The Doctor explained. "There never was a top floor."

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The Time Lords walked into the living room seeing Craig and Sophie kissing very passionately on the sofa. Quickly the Doctor placed the keys down, they then turned to leave.

"Oi." Craig looked at them making the Time Lords freeze.

"What, you're trying to sneak off?" Sophie frowned at them.

"Yes, well, you were sort of busy..." the Doctor said looking between them.

Craig shook his head standing up and walking over to them. "I want you to keep these." He handed the keys to the Doctor.

"Thank you." The Doctor smiled. "Because I might pop back soon, have another little stay."

"No, you won't." Craig shook his head. "I've been in your head, remember. I still want you to keep them."

"Thank you, Craig." The Doctor nodded smiling.

"Thank you, Doctor, Stone." He smiled at them both.

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

"Yeah." She laughed.

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"Back in time." The Doctor announced wondering around the TARDIS then pointed at Amy. "You need to go to the paper shop and leave that note for us."

"Right little matchmakers, aren't you?" Amy eyed them. "Can't you find me a fellow?"

"Oh, rectifier's playing up again." The Doctor groaned trying to distract Amy. "Hold on. You write the note and I'll change that will. Stone?"

"I'll get it then." She groaned shaking her head.

"You got a pen?" Amy asked.

"Make sure it's a red pen." The Doctor called heading towards the stairs to go under the console. Amy then went through the Doctors blazer pocket and blinked when she found a ring box. Frowning she opened it. Why did the Doctor have a ring? Wasn't he and the Stone already married? Did she know about this? Why was he proposing to someone else if he was married to the Stone? Still frowning Amy placed it back in his pocket feeling as if it was better not to ask just yet. It was their privacy. She didn't have the right to go questioning them about it.

But why did he have a ring?