The Pandorica Opens - Three

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The Doctor groaned waking up with a slight headache before he shot up remembering what happened. He darted his eyes around before seeing Romans scattered around, the Stone nowhere in sight.

There was, however, a large group of Romans in a circle muttering to each other. Frowning the Doctor stood up wondering where his wife actually was until he noticed her unmistakable red hair and dark red beanie on her head. Were the Romans staring at her?

"Oi!" He exclaimed pushing himself through, crouching down and moving her head to rest in his lap, his sonic drifting from her head to her feet checking her over. "Do you lot mind not staring at my wife." He narrowed his eyes at them all as the Romans then all backed up. Suddenly the Doctor swallowed hard. He was too worried about the Stone to wonder where the companion, Amy Pond had got to. Lifting the Stone into his arms the Doctor began to follow one of the Romans seeing a cyberman between a sword and a door.

"Amy?" He quickly asked the Romans. "Where's Amy?"

"She's fine, Doctor." Rory... who was a Roman... reassured. "Just unconscious."

"Okay." He nodded completely oblivious. "Yes, she's sedated, that's all. Half an hour, she'll be fine. Okay, Romans. Good." he nodded. "I was just wishing for Romans. Good old River. How many?"

"Fifty men up top, volunteers." He replied then glanced down at the strangely dressed woman in his arms. "Is she okay?"

"Oh, the Stone?" He looked down nodding. "She should wake up soon, completely fine though."

"Okay..." he slowly nodded. "What about that thing?"

"Fifty?" The Doctor then frowned, rethinking the Romans words. "You're not exactly a legion."

"Your friend was very persuasive, but it's a tough sell."

"Yes, I know that Rory." he nodded. "I'm not exactly one to miss the obvious. But we need everything we can get. Okay, Cyberweapons." He nodded at the gun nearby. "This is basically a sentry box, so headless wonder here was a sentry. Probably got himself duffed up by the locals. Never underestimate a Celt."

"Doctor?"

"Hush, Rory." He started to pace the small area. "Thinking. Why leave a Cyberman on guard, unless it's a Cyberthing in the box; why would they lock up one of their own? Okay, no, not a Cyberthing, but what?" he groaned. "I wish you would wake up dear." He whispered kissing the Stones forehead. "You would know what's wrong." He then sighed marching over standing right in front of Rory. "I'm missing something obvious, Rory. Something big. Something right slap in front of me. I can feel it."

"Yeah." He said slowly dragging out the word. "I think you probably are."

"I'll get it in a minute." He then left the room before coming to an abrupt stop. Spinning round and slowly making his way over to Rory. Using his hand under the Stone's neck to poke the Roman in the chest. "Hello again."

"Hello."

"How've you been?"

"Good. Yeah. Good. I mean, Roman." He slowly nodded.

"Rory, I'm not trying to be rude, but you died."

"Yeah, I know." He replied. "I was there."

"You died and then you were erased from time. You didn't just die, you were never born at all. You never existed."

"Erased?" He frowned. "What does that mean?"

"How can you be here?"

"I don't know." He replied. "It's kind of fuzzy."

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