Night fell as the clerics finished setting up their camp.

"The Angel, as far as we know, is still trapped in the ship. Our mission is to get inside and neutralize it. We can't get through up top, we'd be too close to the drives. According to this, behind the cliff face there's a network of catacombs leading right up to the temple. We can blow through the base of the cliffs, get into the entrance chamber, then make our way up", Octavian told them.

"Oh, good", the Doctor said.

"Good, sir?"

"Catacombs. Probably dark ones. Dark catacombs. Great". The Doctor's tone was dripping with sarcasm.

"Technically, I think it's called a maze of the dead".

"You can stop any time you like".

"Father Octavian?" a cleric called.

"Excuse me, sir". Father Octavian walked off, leaving the Doctor, Amy, and Elise.

"You're letting people call you sir. You never do that. So, whatever a Weeping Angel is, it's really bad, yeah?" Amy asked the Doctor.

"Now that's interesting. You're still here. Which part of wait in the TARDIS till I tell you it's safe was so confusing?"

"Ooo, you are all Mister Grumpy Face today. And how come Elise gets to be here and I don't?"

"Because she's attached to me, that's why. A Weeping Angel, Amy, is the deadliest, most powerful, most malevolent life form evolution has ever produced, and right now one of them is trapped inside that wreckage and I'm supposed to climb in after it with a screwdriver and a torch, and assuming I survive the radiation long enough and assuming the whole ship doesn't explode in my face, do something incredibly clever which I haven't actually thought of yet. That's my day. That's what I'm up to. Any questions?"

"Is River Song your wife? Because she's someone from your future, and the way she talks to you, I've never seen anyone do that. She's kind of like, you know, heel, boy. And she's good with Elise and she knows things about her. She's Mrs. Doctor from the future, isn't she? Is she going to be your wife one day?"

"Yes, you're right. I am definitely Mister Grumpy Face today".

"Doctor! Doctor?" River called from the drop ship. She was now dressed in camo like the rest of the clerics.

"Oops. Her indoors", Amy teased.

"Father Octavian!"

"Why do they call him Father?"

"He's their Bishop, they're his Clerics. It's the fifty first Century. The Church has moved on", the Doctor told her.

They entered the drop ship and there was a video of a Weeping Angel with its back to them.

"What do you think?" River asked, "It's from the security cameras in the Byzantium vault. I ripped it when I was on board. Sorry about the quality. It's four seconds. I've put it on loop".

"Yeah, it's an Angel. Hands covering its face".

Elise looked at the angel and covered her eyes with her hands.

River laughed and smiled at the small Timelord.

"You've encountered the Angels before?" Octavian asked.

"Once, on Earth, a long time ago. But those were scavengers, barely surviving", the Doctor told him.

"But it's just a statue", Amy said.

"It's a statue when you see it", River explained.

"Where did it come from?" the Doctor asked.

"Oh, pulled from the ruins of Razbahan, end of last century. It's been in private hands ever since. Dormant all that time".

"There's a difference between dormant and patient".

"What's that mean, it's a statue when you see it?" Amy asked.

"The Weeping Angels can only move if they're unseen. So legend has it", River told her.

The Doctor corrected her. "No, it's not legend, it's a quantum lock. In the sight of any living creature the Angels literally cease to exist. They're just stone. The ultimate defense mechanism".

"What, being a stone?" Amy asked.

"Being a stone until you turn your back". The Doctor and Elise still left the drop ship with River and Father Octavian following.

"The hyper drive would've split on impact. That whole ship's going to be flooded with drive burn radiation, cracked electrons, gravity storms. Deadly to almost any living thing", the Doctor said.

"Deadly to an Angel?" Octavian asked.

"Dinner to an Angel. The longer we leave it there, the stronger it will grow. Who built that temple? Are they still around?"

"The Aplans. Indigenous life form. They died out four hundred years ago", River told him.

"Two hundred years later, the planet was terraformed. Currently there are six billion human colonists", Octavian added.

"Whoo! You lot, you're everywhere. You're like rabbits! I'll never get done saving you", the Doctor said.

"Sir, if there is a clear and present danger to the local population..."

"Oh, there is. Bad as it gets. Bishop, lock and load".

"Verger, how are we doing with those explosives? Doctor Song, with me".

"Two minutes. Sweetie, I need you!" River called to the Doctor. He ran over to River and she handed him a book. "I found this. Definitive work on the Angels. Well, the only one. Written by a madman. It's barely readable, but I've marked a few passages".

The Doctor flipped through the pages of the book. "Not bad. Bit slow in the middle. Didn't you hate his girlfriend? No. No, hang on. Wait, wait, wait, wait, wait". The Doctor sniffed the book.

"Doctor Song? Did you have more than one clip of the Angel?" Amy asked, popping out of the drop ship.

"No, just the four seconds", River told her.

"This book is wrong. What's wrong with this book? It's wrong" the Doctor said.

"It's so strange when you go all baby face. How early is this for you?" River asked.

"Very early".

"So you don't know who I am yet?"

"How do you know who I am? I don't always look the same".

"I've got pictures of all your faces. You never show up in the right order, though. I need the spotter's guide".

"Pictures. Why aren't there pictures? This whole book, it's a warning about the Weeping Angels, so why no pictures? Why not show us what to look out for?"

"There was a bit about images. What was that?"

"Yes. Hang on. That which holds the image of an angel becomes itself an angel".

"What does that mean? An image of an Angel becomes itself an Angel".

"Doctor! It's in the room!" Amy screamed from the drop ship.

"Amy!"

"Doctor!"

"Are you all right? What's happening?"

"Doctor? Doctor, it's coming out of the television".

"The Angel is here".

The Doctor took out his sonic screwdriver and tried sonicing the keypad. "Don't take your eyes off it. Keep looking. It can't move if you're looking".

"What's wrong?" River asked him.

"Deadlocked".

"There is no deadlock".

"Don't blink, Amy. Don't even blink".

"Doctor!" Amy yelled.

The Doctor ran over to a control panel and started messing with cords.

"What are you doing?" River asked.

"Cutting the power. It's using the screen, I'm turning the screen off. No good, it's deadlocked the whole system".

"There's no deadlock".

"There is now".

"Help me!" Amy screamed.

"A...A...A..." Elise squeaked, wiggling around in the harness.

"Elise stop moving. I can't concentrate", the Doctor told her.

Elise slammed her head into his.

"Ow!" He ran back over to the door. "Can you turn it off?" he asked Amy.

"Doctor".

"The screen. Can you turn it off?"

"I tried".

"Try again. But don't take your eyes off the Angel".

"I'm not".

"Each time it moves, it'll move faster. Don't even blink".

River pulled out a mini blow torch and tried to cut through the door.

"I'm not blinking", Amy told him, "Have you ever tried not blinking? It just keeps switching back on".

"Yeah, it's the Angel".

"But it's just a recording".

"No, anything that takes the image of an Angel is an Angel. What are you doing?" the Doctor asked River.

"I'm trying to cut through. It's not even warm".

"There is no way in. It's not physically possible".

"Doctor, what's it going to do to me?" Amy asked.

"Just keep looking at it. Don't stop looking".

"Just tell me".

The Doctor ran and grabbed the book they were looking at earlier.

"Tell me. Tell me!" Amy yelled.

"Amy, not the eyes. Look at the Angel but don't look at the eyes".

"Why?"

"What is it?" River asked him.

"The eyes are not the windows of the soul. They are the doors. Beware what may enter there".

"Doctor, what did you say?" Amy asked.

"Don't look at the eyes!"

"No, about images. What did you say about images?"

"Whatever holds the image of an Angel, is an Angel", River said.

The door finally opened and the Doctor and River ran in.

"I froze it. There was a sort of blip on the tape and I froze it on the blip", Amy told them, "It wasn't the image of an Angel any more. That was good, yeah? It was, wasn't it? That was pretty good".

"That was amazing", River complimented her.

The Doctor ran towards the screen and pulled the plug out, sonicing it. "River, hug Amy".

"Why?" Amy asked.

"Because I'm busy".

"I'm fine".

"You're brilliant", River told her.

"Thanks. Yeah, I kind of creamed it, didn't I?"

"So it was here? That was the Angel?"

"That was a projection of the Angel. It's reaching out, getting a good look at us. It's no longer dormant", the Doctor said.

There was an explosion outside.

Much like in Churchill's bunker, Elise screamed.

The Doctor shushed her and grabbed her hand, bringing it to his mouth and kissing the back of it. He poked his head out of the drop ship.

"Doctor? We're through", Octavian told him.

"Okay, now it starts". He left the drop ship and followed Octavian.