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Amy and Aubrielle's Choice (3)

TARDIS

"Okay, I hate this, Doctor. Stop it." Amy complains. The Doctor runs up the stairs to the upper-level.

"This is definitely real. It's definitely this one. I keep saying that, don't I?" Amy realizes how much she has said that.

"It's bloody cold." Rory shivers.

"The heating's off."The Doctor informs.

"The heating's off?" Rory questioned in disbelief.

"Yeah. Put on a jumper. That's what I always do." The Doctor replied.

"Er, yes. Sorry about Mrs. Poggit. She's so lovely though." Rory apologizes for the old lady.

"I wouldn't believe her nice old lady act if I were you." The Doctor advised.

"What do you mean, act?" Amy asked sternly, furrows her eyebrows at him.

"Everything's off. Sensors, core power. We're drifting. The scanner's down so we can't even see out. We could be anywhere. And your sister is not waking up." The Doctor walked back down the stairs to Aubrielle. He softly caressed her cheek before turning to the console.

"Someone, something, is overriding my controls." The Doctor finished.

A little man in a red bow tie and tweed jacket, resembling the outfit of the Doctor, suddenly appears on the stairs behind the Doctor.

"Well, that took a while." He spoke, everyone, jumping at the sound of the new voice. Everyone besides the sleeping Aubrielle turned to look at him as he walked down the steps.

"Honestly, I'd heard such good things. Last of the Time Lords, the Oncoming Storm. Him in the bow tie." The man said.

"How did you get into my Tardis? What are you? And what have you done with Aubrielle?" The Doctor questioned.

"What shall we call me? Well, if you're the Time Lord, let's call me the Dream Lord." The man replied, ignoring the question of the younger Pond.

"Nice look."The Doctor compliments before his face turn to a scowl. "But that doesn't tell me what you've done with Aubrielle."

"This? No, I'm not convinced. Bow ties?"

"What did you do to my sister?" Amy questioned.

"She's fine." He answered vaguely.

The Doctor throws his sonic screwdriver through the Dream Lord, revealing he was a hologram.

"Interesting. I'd love to be impressed, but Dream Lord. It's in the name, isn't it? Spooky. Not quite there." He pops up behind him, the Doctor stands in front of the three to face the Dream Lord. "And yet, very much here."

"I'll do the talking, thank you. Amy, want to take a guess at what that is?" The Doctor asks the red-head, Amy walking up to stand next to him and her sleeping sister.

"Er, Dream Lord." Amy thinks.

"He creates dreams." Amy stirs a guess.