As soon as they headed off the Doctor muted them in the connection and instantly turned to the Time Lady. "Stone." He whispered not actually sure what else to say. After hearing her words his hearts broke for her. He didn't actually think about it. Or at least tried to avoid it but she was right. A lot of their older companions would be dead now. Lila White was no exception to this list and apart from Rory, she was the only one the Stone could remember. There was no point in the Doctor talking to her about her own companions. They would be like ghost stories, it would be pointless and heartbreaking.

"I'm fine." She answered shaking her head at him. Her action said otherwise, he could clearly see that she was reaching out for him. Edging closer to him as slowly as possible so he wouldn't notice.

"No, you're not." The Time Lord protested." Gently he cupped her chin and forced her to look up at him. "Talk to me Stone."

"I sometimes miss her." She quietly answered. "Lilac." The Stone added seeing the confusion on his face. The Doctors expression softened in understanding. Lila was just as she put: like a daughter to the Time Lady. Knowing she was no longer alive hurt.

"I'm sorry." He murmured pulling her into a hug, kissing the top of her head.

"It's okay." She quietly replied.

"When I first came here, I had to trick the Interface into giving me the information, but I've reprogrammed it now." The voice of Amy Pond broke the short comforting silence between the Time Lords as she explained something to Rory just as they walked into the gardens. "It'll tell me anything except how to escape."

"You hacked it?" He said slightly surprised. "That's genius."

"Sorry to interrupt that beautiful moment, but temporal engines like that have a regulator valve." He cut in. "Has to be kept at a distance from the main reactor or there'd be feedback. Interface, where's the regulator?"

"The regulator valve is held within." An image of the location appeared.

"Oh." The Doctor blinked lightly frowning. "Very, very ah." He thought for a moment before nodding. "Interface, I need to run through some technical specifications. Rory, give us to Amy a minute."

"Here you go." He handed them to Amy. She gave him an unsure look before slowly putting them on

"They look ridiculous."

"That's what I told him," Rory assured Amy. "Still, anything beats a fez, eh?" They both laughed. The Stone smiled slightly. It really didn't matter how old you were, if you truly loved someone you would no matter how old they were.

Amy stared for a bit. Realisation washing over her face. "What is it?" Rory asked knowing that something was wrong.

"I think that's the first time I've laughed in thirty-six years." She admitted.

"I'll just, er, leave you three geniuses alone." He quickly nodded turning away and heading off. "I'll be back in a minute."

"There's still time, Amy." The Doctor quietly broke the small silence that had built up during Rory's departure. "There's still time to fix everything."

"No there's not." She protested. "You should just take Rory and go. I'm old and certainly way out of my time."

"Time means nothing." The Stone spoke up. Slowly shaking her head. "He still cares for you. The Doctor and I can clearly see that."

"But he's too late." She whispered. Too late because of the two of you." She sniffed. The Stones' heart dropped knowing what was happening behind the glasses.

"We can still fix it though. Everything can be corrected if you just-." The woman's head snapped to the left at the sound of her watch beeping before she took off. Instantly cutting the words coming out of the Time Lady's mouth. Curiously they watched before their eyes widened seeing a hand bot with what looked like a hole for a dart aiming at Rory. Amys sword then sliced the head off the handbot.

"Oh." Rory dazily looked up from where he was lying on the floor.

"Rory?" She questioned.

Groggily he blinked at her. "Glasses."

"You stupid." She muttered slightly turning away from him before turning back to him to check that he was okay.

"Even after thirty years she still cares." The Doctor said

"And she doesn't think we don't notice." The Stone telepathically chuckled a reply.

"Oh. You saved me." Rory stood up.

"Don't get used to it." She coldly informed placing the glasses over his eyes again,

"Have you been crying?" He asked. The Time Lords swallowed hard. They knew she was upset but the evidence clearly showed that it was more than they thought. "A little bit.

"Shut up, Rory." She tried to shut him up.

"You have, haven't you?" He pressed on.

Amy then held up her sword at him. "Woman with a sword. Don't push it." The Doctor smirked slightly at that.

"Still the same Amy even thirty years later." "Okay." He then clapped his hands together. "So, here's the plan: Time is always a bit wibbly-wobbly, but in Twostreams it's extra wobbly."

"We've worked out how to hijack the Temporal Engines and use them to fold two points of Amy's timeline together." He grinned. "We're bringing her out of the then and into the now." The Doctor said with extra enthusiasm making the Stone chuckle at him. He then shook his head getting back on task. "Amy, I just need to borrow your brain a minute." It won't hurt, probably." He corrected. His wife gave him a pointed look that made him wince a little. "Almost probably and then Amy Pond, we're going to save you."

"No!" She shouted making them both blink. She then held up her sonic prob. "Time's up. Handbots coming." Amy then headed towards the Arrival area in the direction of her base.

The Stone sighed a little. "Amy, you've got to help us help you." She tried to explain.
"We need you to think back thirty-six years ago." The Doctor added while Amy continued on ignoring them. "Amy?" The Doctor said questioning hoping she would stop. "Amy!"

Seeing a light pink smug on the metal doors Rory slowly held up the time glass. The sign slightly weird but clearly reading 'Doctor, Stone' with an arrow pointing to the handle on one door and 'I'm waiting' on the other.

"You told her to leave us a sign." Rory murmured his voice pained. "And she did. And she waited."

The Time Lords glanced at each other, unable to reply to the man he followed Amy, his pace quickly and strides long trying to catch up to her. "Oh Amy, why won't you help yourself?" He asked once he was walking beside her. Matching her speed and steps.

"They want to rescue past me from thirty-six years back, which means I'll cease to exist." She explained, "Everything I've seen and done dissolves. Time is rewritten."

"That's, that's good, isn't it?"

"I will die." She bluntly replied, "Another Amy will take my place. An Amy who never got trapped at Twostreams, an Amy who grew old with you, and she, in thirty-six years, won't be me."

"But you'll die in here!" Rory then shouted.

There was a pause and Amy looked at him slightly hopeful. "Not if you take me with you." The Doctor opened her mouth to speak before shutting it. Trying to think of what to say. "You came to rescue me, so rescue me."

"Leave her and take you?" Rory asked,

"We could take this Amy with us, easy, but if we do, our Amy has to wait thirty-six years to be rescued." The Doctor settled on his reply. Hoping that it explained what it meant as clearly as possible to Amy.

"So I have to choose." He asked. "Which wife do I want?"

"He didn't mean it like that." The Stone winced. Not even liking his wording herself. She couldn't even begin to imagine how hard this was for Rory. If the Doctor was in his shoes- dear god if he was she wouldn't know how he would react.

"She is me." Amy protested. "We're both me."

"You being here is wrong." Rory shook his head. "For a single day, an hour, let alone a lifetime. I swore to protect you. I promised." Amy then turned and left him on his own.

The Stone swallowed hard and at least wanted to try and comfort him. "Rory..."

"This is your fault." He cut her off what she was going to say. "Both of yours."

"Rory I know." The Stone quietly replied ducking her head in her own shame. "We're both so sorry. I can't even begin to understand how you feel but please listen to us-.

"No!" He sharply exclaimed making her slightly jump in fright not expecting him to do that. "This is your fault!"

"Rory listen." The Doctor darkly replied now angry himself. He had frightened the Stone. Actually properly frightened her. He was glad that the man wasn't currently on the TARDIS for his own sake.

"No, you listen to me, Doctor." He took the glasses off and pointed at them. "You two should look in a history book once in a while, see if there's an outbreak of Plague or not."

"That is not how we travel." He protested.

"Then I do not want to travel with you!" Rory finished throwing the glasses onto the ground. They crackled slightly before silencing. Small faint cries echoing in the room. The Doctor looked at his wife swallow hard thinking that she was making those sounds. Quietly he walked towards her and gently placed an hand onto her shoulder before his arms wrapped around her. Seeing the grim look on her face but no tears or signs of her crying he frowned slightly. "Rory, is the Time Glass still on?" He asked. "If the link's still active, I think I can hear Amy." He then corrected himself. "Our Amy."

A few moments later they heard what made them know that the Doctor was correct. "Oh, Amy."

The Stone slowly shook her head and muted the TARDIS' connection to the glasses. "You know what she is going to try to do don't you?" She asked the Doctor who nodded.

"Yes, of course."

"I'm not making that decision Doctor." She closed her eyes for a moment. "I can't."

"I know." He sighed knowing that it was something she wasn't going to ever agree with. She couldn't make that choice for Rory and wouldn't ever make that choice for anyone unless it was life and dead. Of course, this Amy would die but there would still be an Amy Pond.

"I won't stop you though." She promised, giving him a reassuring look.

Slowly he nodded and smiled at her. "I know you won't dear." He gave her a tight hug knowing that this was going to be hard for her to intervene. It was one of the things only the Doctor currently knew. The Stone refused to make decisions for anyone but herself. Not even her husband unless it was life or death or something close enough to those.

Okay, Time Lords." Amy said aloud making them both turn to her. The glasses back on Rory. "Twostreams is back on air." The Stone unmuted the mic. "Right, okay, so this is big news. This is temporal earthquake time." She said walking towards the Arrival area. "I am now officially changing my own future. Hold on to your spectacles. In my past, I saw my future self refuse to help you. I'm now changing that future and agreeing. Every law of time says that shouldn't be possible."

"Yes, except sometimes knowing your own future's what enables you to change it." The Doctor cut in. "Especially if you're bloody-minded, contradictory and completely unpredictable."

"So basically, if you're Amy, then?"

The Stone laughed a little and nodded, "Yes Rory, if anyone could defeat pre-destiny if is your wife."

"It's not about what I'm doing, but who I'm doing it for," Amy told them wanting to make it clear that she wasn't doing this for her previous self, "I'm trusting you to watch my back, Rory."

"Always." He nodded. "You and me, always."

"Because here's the deal." Amy went on to say what the Time Lords knew all too well what she was going to ask. "You take me, too. In the TARDIS. Me too."

"But that means that there'll be two of you." He blinked. "Permanently. Forever."

"And that way we both get to live," Amy added.

"Two Amys together," Rory said sounding unsure. "Can that work?"

"I don't know." The Doctor lied. The Stone shrugged slightly while the Doctor continued. "It's your marriage."

"Doctor," Rory said asking for a better explanation.

"Perhaps. Maybe, if I shunted the reality compensators on the TARDIS, re-calibrated the Doomsday bumpers and jettisoned the karaoke bar, yes. Maybe. Yes. It could do it. The TARDIS could sustain the paradox."

"Right." Rory looked in the tome glass. "Amy and Amy. The wife and the wife." He tried to comprehend what was going on. "Right. Right."

"Okay. Amy, Past Amy, stand by the door. Future Amy, you too."

"Future Amy, can I borrow your sonic scr- Probe." He corrected himself.

"It's a screwdriver." Future Amy gave in.

The Doctor smiled slightly. "Rory, sonic it. Double our power. Amy Now, you're our link to Amy Then."

"We need to get a signal through, and that signal will be a thought. Amy Now and Amy Then, share a thought. Something so powerful that it can rip through time. Rory sonic the plinth front." The man walked over and did as he was told. Flashing the sonic at a metal casing. "Inside you'll find Three levers and a jumble of wiring." Rory slightly nodded. "That's the regulator valve. After we re-route it, you have ten minutes to get back to the TARDIS."

"Okay."

"Pull out the red and green receptors." The Doctor explained faster than Rory could handle. "Re-route the blue into the red and
The green into blue. Leave the red loose and on no account ouch anything yellow. Come on, Rory. It's hardly rocket science. It's just quantum physics."

"Which is easy for us but not for him." The Stone rolled her eyes at her husband who was actually surprised that she spoke giving how unhappy she was about the situation. "Sorry about him Rory. Take the red out and put the blue in. Place the green into where the blue was and then leave the red loose." She slowly explained for the human. "There." She smiled when he did it correctly.

"Now, the levers." The Doctor added. "Throw them in order. And Amys, start thinking the most important thought you have ever had. Hold it in your head and do not let it go."

"Lever one." The Stone said.

"Macarena." Both Amys said before they started to slowly do the dance. The Stone raised a brow out of curiosity. "Macarena."

"She's doing the Macarena." Rory looked over at them.

"Macarena. Macarena."

"Our first kiss."

"Lever two, Rory." The Doctor ordered as the man threw the lever and they watched as Amy was being pulled through. "Lever three."

The screen in the TARDIS then sparked and fizzed out. The Doctor quickly fixed the connection and let out a sigh of relief seeing Rory tightly hugging the younger Amy.

"Hello." The older Amy looked at her counterpart.

"Hello."

"I don't know what to-" they stopped after speaking at the same time.

"Weird," Rory muttered.

"Okay, this is weird." Both Amys said. "Right, just stop doing that."

"How about Amy One speaks first?" Rory suggested.

The Doctor winced. "Not a good idea to name them one and two..." his eyes briefly looked to the Stone remembering centuries ago when there was somehow two of her together.

"Which one's Amy One?" They asked.

"Well..."

"I am." They told the other. Huffing they both said again. "No, I am. Rory?" They looked at the man who looked helpless. "Rory, just stop doing that."

The glasses then sparked and the screen fizzed a little. "Rory. Rory, take the glasses off." The Doctor ordered. "You're getting temporal feedback."

The Stone yelped a little when the console sparked and made a loud banging noise. "Calm down." The Doctor patted the console. "Rory, Amy, we've created a massive paradox and the TARDIS hates it. She's self-phasing, trying to get out of here."

"Aww, I'm sorry." The Stone lightly rubbed the console. Wincing at the sound the TARDIS was making clearly not agreeing with what Rory and Amy had done.

"Hang on in there." The Doctor added not enjoying the sound of clear distress the TARDIS was giving off. "Rory, you've got eight minutes left." He reminded trying to sound as serious as possible. Not succeeding very well as his voice higher in pitch when the console sparked causing him to yelp. "I'm sorry, you're on your own now."

The console continued to spark making them both yelp even louder as they tried to calm the TARDIS and steady her for when the Amys and Rory returned to the TARDIS. Rory set his Amy onto the floor just in front of the small stairs leading up to the console, the Doctor rushed over and placed his jacket over Amy as Rory set her down.

They heard loud footsteps near the TARDIS door before it was pushed open and Rory ran in with the younger Amy. "She's okay." The Stone quickly checked the other ginger over after racing after the Doctor from the console. "It's just an aesthetic. She'll be fine."

The Doctor looked up and saw the older Amy staring at them from the other end of the hallway outside the TARDIS. He quickly moved over and stood in the doorway, his hand on the door as he stared at the older Amy. She knew from the look he gave her and instantly tossed her sword and started to run up to the blue box looking completely terrified. "I'm sorry." He whispered and then shut the door just as the older Amy reached it.

"What are you doing?" Rory shouted looking up at him scared.

"I lied to her, Rory." The Doctor turned to lock. "There can never be two Amys in the TARDIS. The paradox is too massive."

"You can't leave her." He exclaimed. "She'll die."

"Doctor, let me in." She begged from outside, slamming her fists on the wooden door.

"No, she'll never have existed." He corrected the man. "When we save our Amy, this future won't have happened."

"But she happened." He pointed to the door. "She's there."

"I trusted you!"

"No." The Doctor closed his eyes trying to remind himself and force himself not to open the door because he couldn't do it. "She's not real."

"She is real." Rory protested. "Let her in."

"Look, we take this Amy, we leave ours. Only one Amy in the TARDIS. Which one do you want?"

Rory swallowed hard. For the first time, he looked away from the Doctor and down at the younger Amy on the floor with the ginger Time Lady beside her. "You lied to me." He shook his head at her. He couldn't believe that the Stone actually lied to him about something like this. After all, he heard of her not lying unless necessary. This wasn't necessary to lie this was a necessary to know the truth.

"The Stone had nothing to do with this." The Doctor firmly told him. "This is all me, don't you dare blame her because she had nothing to do with this at all." The Doctor then took Rory's hand and placed it on the latch. He then stepped away. "It's your choice."

"This isn't fair." Rory shook his head. "You're turning me into you."

"Your choice, Rory." He repeated.

"I, er." He looked between the door and young Amy.

"Doctor?" The older Amy continued to shout. "Stone!" She then cried making the Time Lady swallow hard and duck her head in shame. She felt immense guilt even though she never said that Rory could save both Amys. "Rory, please." She croaked placing her hand against the glass pane of the door knowing that he would be able to see her. Rory shakily did the same with his hand not knowing what else to do.

"The look on your face when you carried her. Me." She shook her head correcting herself before shaking it again knowing that wasn't the right word. "Her. When you carried her away. You used to look at me like that. I'd forgotten how much you loved me. I'd forgotten how much I loved being her. Amy Pond, in the TARDIS, with Rory Williams."

"I'm sorry, I can't do this." He apologised and turned the latch.

"If you love me, don't let me in." She quickly said. "Open that door, I will, I'll come in. I don't want to die. I won't bow out bravely. I'll be kicking and screaming, fighting. To the end."

"Amy." He whispered and then made his voice louder so she could hear him clearer. "Amy, I love you."

"I love you, too. Don't let me in. Tell Amy, your Amy, I'm giving her the days. The days with you. The days to come."

"I'm so, so sorry."

"The days I can't have." She continued. "Take them, please. I'm giving you my days."

"I'm so, so sorry." He apologised again.

They heard the handbots voices outside mixed with the older Amys. The Stone sniffed slightly. The Doctor swallowed hard slowly he went to the console and pulled the lever making the TARDIS dematerialise.

Silently the Time Lady got up and walked around the console sitting on the last stair that headed to under the TARDIS. Silently wiping her eyes. She hated it. Hated lying especially to her own companions especially if she had to. Even knowing that the Doctor was lying to them about this hurt.

"Did you always know it would never work?" She heard Rory ask the Doctor. His voice was no longer hard and angry. "Saving both Amys?"

"I promised you I'd save her, and there she is. Safe."

"Yeah." He quietly replied. "There she is."

She heard the Doctor stand up. She didn't want him to see her like this. It was something she shouldn't be crying around. It didn't affect her in the slightest. "Hey." He said in a soft whisper sitting beside her while staring down at his feet.

"Hi." She sniffed a little her eyes looking to and from her shoes to what she could see of his face without moving her head to give it away.

"I'm sorry." He apologised wishing he could hold her but didn't know if she would accept it, he didn't want to hurt her any more than he already had.

"It's not your fault." She reminded him. "Like you said to Rory looking aoutbreaksks of plague is not how we travel."

"Should it?" He questioned making her eyes snap to his. She loved how they travelled not knowing what they would find.

"No." She shook her head. "I love how we travel Doctor and you know I do."

"I love it as well." he admitted. Not that it actually needed to be said because she knew he did. The sparkle that only she could really see in his eyes when they stepped out of their blue box after it landed in a mysterious location or a new planet was the only answer she ever needed to reassure her that he really did love the travelling.

"Rory said he didn't want to travel with us anymore." She quietly sighed. "I knew it was coming soon. I could sense it." She shook her head slightly. "We know that it was always going to come of course. The Silence is our future and it's probably not far away now..."

"But it's too soon." The Doctor finished for her.

The Stone slowly nodded in agreement. "Yeah."

"One last trip with the Ponds?" He asked, forcing a small smile on his lips. "As a goodbye and then we can go where ever, when ever. We have as much time as we like and I'm not ready for the end yet. Not with you, dear.

"You never are ready for the end, sweetheart." She smiled slightly and the Doctors hearts warmed at that. It always was amazing with how much she knew of him, she could read him like one of her books.

"I want to say sorry to them though." She said taking a pause as he raised a brow. "For today."

"I'm guessing you have an idea?" He questioned knowing that she would have some sort of idea for what she wanted to do up her sleeve.

"Yeah, I do." She smiled again. "And I think they will like it."

"Oh yeah?" He raised a brow.

The Time Lady hummed and nodded her head before she leaned into her husband, she could clearly see he was holding back and putting some distance between himself and her. He didn't want to push her when she was hurt. The Doctor softly smiled and opened his arms, allowing his wife to cuddle into his side. The Stone hummed approvingly as he kissed her hair.

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