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chapter one !
(takes place during 5x01 'The Eleventh Hour')

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Leadworth Village, England, 2008

AS REESE WILLIAMS SAT COMFORTABLY ON Amelia Pond's bed, she let out a deep sigh, rubbing her tired eyes and cursing the bad dreams that had kept her awake for the majority of the night before. She tore her gaze away from the TV Guide magazine she had in her hands and over to where her redheaded friend was currently sitting at her desk.

Amy felt Reese's stare on her back, peering at her friend through the mirror she had sitting in front of her, she quirked one of her red eyebrows as she filled it in with an eyebrow pencil.

"What?" Amy asked defensively as the blonde on her bed continued to stare at her.

Reese shrugged. "No, nothing." She muttered, before returning her gaze to the magazine she was holding.

A loud huff came from Amy's side of the room as the tall, ginger girl rose from her seat.

"No, don't do that." The Scottish girl complained. "You can't just give me those judgy eyes of yours and then not tell me what I've done to annoy you."

Finally setting the TV mag down on one of Amy's pillows, Reese sat up a little straighter, and used one of her hands to gesture towards the open door of her friend's wardrobe. The William's girl rolled her eyes slightly as she laid her eyes upon the latest outfit in her best friend's Kissogram repertoire.

"Listen, Ames," Reese began. "I do not judge you because you're a kissogram, alright? But don't you think a French maid costume is a bit. . .tacky?"

Amelia, who had now also come to sit beside Reese on her bed, let out a laugh at her blonde friend's question.

"I love how I'm literally dating your brother and being a kissogram at the same, but it's my choice of costume that's upsetting you." Amy joked.

"Eh." Reese shrugged. "Yours and Rory's relationship will last another month, tops." The Williams girl predicted, receiving a soft whack on the arm from the other girl.

"Rude." The Pond girl muttered, seeming slightly offended.

"Sorry," Reese apologised, not sounding the slightest bit sincere.

Though it may seem as though Reese was being rather insensitive towards her brother (and to be fair, she was), a part of her did get annoyed whenever Amy would tell her about her latest paid endeavour, unbeknownst to her older brother.

This often did put Reese in somewhat uncomfortable situations, where she would feel torn between her brother and her best friend. That was why she often opted to not involve herself in matters when it came to their relationship, which, coincidentally, was what she said in her rant she yelled at them when she discovered that Amy and Rory were dating.

That was not a fun day.

Snapping out of her thoughts, Reese began fiddling with the ends of her freshly-dyed hair. She stared hard at the bright pink tips ends, which Amy had helped her dye the night before, before letting out a breathy laugh.

The Williams girl turned her head, going to tell Amy the joke she had just thought of, but she was cut off by the front door to the Pond house opening quickly, then slamming shut just as quick. Reese felt herself jump at the loudness of the slam, and turned her head to the door to Amy's room.

"Amelia?" An unfamiliar, male voice called out as the man bounded up the stairs. "Amelia, are you alright? Are you there?"

It sounded as though he came to a stop right next to the door to the room they were in, which alarmed Reese even more. She turned her head to face Amy, and was shocked to see how ghostly-white her friend's complexion had gone.

To be fair, Reese assumed that her face was probably just as pale at the sound of the intruder.

"Are you expecting anyone?" Reese whispered, leaning right over so that Amy could hear her.

Amy barely managed to shake her head, and Reese frowned deeply.

After a brief pause, the man's voice began again. "Prisoner Zero's here." They heard him fret. "Prisoner Zero is here! Prisoner Zero is here!"

Reese stood up from Amelia's bed, quietly making her way towards the door, her eyebrows furrowing in confusion as the man mentioned Prisoner Zero.

Why does that name sound familiar? Reese thought to herself, before she spotted a cricket bat that was near to Amy's bed. She quickly grabbed the bat, looking over towards Amy, who was also slowly making her way to the door, coming to a stop beside the shorter girl.

Noticing that Reese now had a hold of the cricket bat, Amy nodded minutely, the same nervous expression still on the redhead's face as the two girls crept towards the bedroom door. The stranger's voice grew louder now that the door was open, but, luckily for the two women, he was facing the opposite direction, shouting through a different door.

"Do you understand me? Prisoner Zero is-!"

The man stopped yelling mid-sentence as a floorboard beneath Reese's foot creaked loudly. Now aware of her presence, the strangely dressed man turned around to confront whoever had snuck up on him.

In a moment of sheer panic, Reese swung the bat with as much force as she could muster in the few seconds she had, whacking the intruder across the head. Much to her surprise and relief, he was immediately knocked out, falling to the ground with a loud thump.

As soon as he hit the ground, Reese dropped the cricket bat, and let out a loud gasp.

"Oh, my god!" Reese yelled, panicked. "What the actual hell?"

She turned to Amy with her shocked expression, but Amy was too busy studying the man's face. Reese looked at her with a confused expression.

"Uh, Ames?" Reese tried again, after a few moments of Amy not replying to her. "Shouldn't we, like, phone the police or something?"

Finally snapping out of whatever daze she had been in, Amy turned to the other girl, looking at her like she was insane. "What? No. Why would we do that?"

Reese just stared at her incredulously. "Maybe because he just broke into your house?" She stated obviously, gesturing wildly to the unconscious man on the floor in front of them.

Amy shook her head. "Why would we phone the police when the police already live here?" She retorted, smirking as she retreated back to her bedroom.

Reese's mouth fell open, watching as Amy walked over to her wardrobe, digging through it until she finally found the costume she had been looking for. The Williams girl resisted the urge to facepalm as she observed Amy quickly pin her hair up and begin to change into the policewoman outfit. An outfit that was usually only used for her Kissogram adventures.

"Oh, god." Reese whined. "We're definitely going to die. Amy, what, pray tell, are we gonna do if he finds out that you're not actually a police officer?"

Amelia rolled her eyes at Reese's worrying. The redhead merely shook her head, as she finished changing into the police uniform. She brought the hat up to place over her hair, making her way back over to where Reese stood just outside her bedroom door.

"We'll cross that bridge when we come to it, Reesie." Amy said in an attempt to quell her friend's nerves. "Now," the redhead then took the set of handcuffs off of her belt. "Help me restrain him, will you?"

The blonde haired girl rolled her eyes, but nodded. She didn't really have a choice, did she?

It required a fair amount of effort, but the two girls managed to move the mysterious man from one end of the upstairs hallway to the other, where they subsequently handcuffed him to the radiator near the window.

As the two girls stood back, Amy leaned against the stairs and Reese rested against an open door frame. Reese watched the man sleep, noting how he looked pretty peaceful for someone who had just been whacked with a bat. She couldn't help but feel as though she had seen him before. His tattered clothes caught her eye, the oddly-patterned tie, pale blue shirt, and converse on his feet all made Reese feel as though she must have had an encounter with this man before now.

"I feel like I know him from somewhere." Reese spoke unsurely. "I don't know how, but I recognise his face."

When she looked over to Amy, her friend looked at her with an almost guilty expression, but she quickly wiped that face off and changed it to a more calm one.

"Do you?" Amy raised her eyebrows. "Maybe you have seen him before. I mean, if he's just breaking into houses then maybe he's been on the news or something."

Reese nodded in agreement briefly, before realizing something. "But, he knew your name." She pointed out. "He called you Amelia. How could he have known that?"

Amy looked like a deer caught in headlights at Reese's question, and she opened her mouth to reply, but was cut off by the handcuffed man starting to groan. Reese straightened up, turning her body to face him. Amy also had her game face on, pressing a button on her fake-radio, starting to speak into it as the intruder continued to come to.

"White male, mid-twenties, breaking and entering." Amy spoke, shocking her blonde friend when she slipped into a generic English accent. "Send me some back-up. I've got him restrained."

As the raggedy-looking man groaned again, bringing himself to sit up straighter against the radiator, Amy turned to him, and pointed her finger at him warningly.

"Oi! You, sit still." The redhead warned.

"Cricket bat." Was the first words the stranger uttered. "I'm getting. . .cricket bat."

"You were breaking and entering." Amy stated.

Reese continued to be confused as to why her friend continued to speak in an English accent, why would it matter if this man knew she was Scottish? She never let her confusion become evident on her face, though. Instead, she just crossed her arms and continued to glare hardly at the man currently handcuffed to the radiator.

It was only now that the guy realised he was restrained, as he tugged harshly at the cuffs, attempting to stand up, only to be yanked back down by the cuffs.

"Well, that's much better. Brand new me." He continued to ramble. "Whack on the head, just what I needed." He then looked up, now noticing Reese, who also looked annoyed, but her expression was more curious than the redhead policewoman. "Which one of you hit me, then?"

The two women looked at each other warily before Reese turned back to him. "Uh, that was me." She admitted, looking slightly sheepish.

"Bit harsh, don't you think?" He asked her, causing the pink-haired girl to gape at him.

"Well, what d'you expect?" Reese demanded. "You did break into the house!"

The man went to reply, but Amy cut him off. "Do you want to shut up now?" She ordered him. "I've got back up on the way."

"Hang on, no, wait. You're a policewoman." The man noted.

"And you're breaking and entering. You see how this works?"

In any other instance, Reese would have laughed at the sass in Amy's voice, but given the circumstances (having an intruder handcuffed to the radiator and whatnot), Reese merely smirked over at her friend.

"But what are you doing here?" The stranger continued to quiz. "Where's Amelia?"

Once again, Reese felt uncomfortable with the fact that this man knew Amy's name. I mean, sure, he could be a stalker or something. But the worry in his voice is what swayed her from thinking that.

Wanting to double check, Reese stepped forward to catch the man's attention and furrowed her eyebrows at him. "Amelia Pond?" She wondered.

He nodded readily up at her. "Yeah, Amelia. Little Scottish girl." He confirmed, looking back and forth between the two girls. "Where is she? I promised her five minutes but the engines were phasing. I suppose I must have gone a bit far. Has something happened to her?"

Reese's mouth involuntarily fell open when she heard him say the words 'five minutes', and that's when everything finally pieced together in her head. The raggedy clothes, the familiar blue shirt, and recognizable face.

Reese had seen him before, only back then, she thought he was merely a figment of Amy's imagination. Back when little Amelia would make the Williams siblings dress up and pretend to play as though they were all going on adventures with her Raggedy Doctor.

Reese remembered how Amy would tell her countless stories about him when they were kids, her favourite one being the one where he crash landed in Amy's back garden, wrecking her shed with his blue police box.

She also recalled the nights where Amy's aunt, Sharon, would let her sleep over, and how, when the two of them would try and get to sleep, little Amelia would become emotional over her Raggedy Doctor. She would often ask why he had never come back after five minutes, like he said he would, and Reese could do nothing but hug her best friend until she felt better. 

And now, Amy's imaginary friend was sitting in front of Reese, handcuffed to the radiator.

It seemed as though the recognition on Reese's face was starting to become obvious to the other two in the room, as both of their eyes landed on her face, The Doctor staring in slight confusion as her mouth slowly formed an 'o' shape.

Amy, now noticeably panicked at her friend's realization, once again tried to take control of the situation.

"Amelia Pond hasn't lived here in a long time." The redhead lied.

Reese let her eyes flit over to where Amy was standing, sending her a look of confusion that the other woman ignored.

The handcuffed man gaped at her. "How long?" He asked.

"Six months."

"No. No. No. No, I can't be six months late." The Raggedy Doctor protested. "I said five minutes. I promised."

A tense silence fell over the trio, Reese taking this brief pause to look back over at Amy. With both women now in a joint understanding of who this man was, the Williams girl gave her ginger friend a look that silently asked 'are you sure you wanna keep this up?', which was met with a tiny nod.

"What happened to her?" The intruder's voice brought both girls' attention back to him. "What happened to Amelia Pond?"

Not knowing what to say, or what Amy would even want her to say, Reese silently took a step back and leaned back against the doorframe. She folded her arms over her chest, the material of her old and tattered, grey shirt starting to irritate her arm.

Amy, once again, spoke into the fake radio near her shoulder. "Sarge, it's me again. Hurry it up. This guy knows something about Amelia Pond."

Wow, way to make it sound even more ominous, Ames, Reese thought to herself as she resisted the urge to roll her eyes at Amy's dramatics.

Obviously, the redheaded "policewoman's" statement caused The Raggedy Man to panic even more. His eyes flickered between Amy and Reese, urging for them to give him more answers, but to no avail.

"I need to speak to whoever lives in this house right now." The man demanded.

Reese quirked an eyebrow at him. "She lives here." She informed him, nodding over to where Amy stood by the stairs.

"But you're the police." He stated obviously, looking at Amy.

Amy scoffed at him. "Yes, and this is where I live." She declared. "Have you got a problem with that?"

"How many rooms?" He asked the two girls.

Reese was taken aback by this strange question, and she let it show on her face.

Screwing up her face, she shook her head. "What kind of question is that?"

"How. Many. Rooms?" He reiterated for them.

"I'm sorry, what?" Amy asked, again.

"On this floor. How many rooms on this floor? Count them for me now." He instructed them.

"Why?"

"Because it will change your life."

Reese tore her eyes away from the Raggedy Man by the radiator and began to do what he asked. Turning her head as she quickly scanned the hallway, the Williams girl counted all five of the rooms on Amy's second floor, and was ready to turn back around and smugly tell him as such.

However, she stopped short, her breath hitching in the back of her throat as she saw it. Through the corner of her eye, Reese felt her stomach drop as she laid eyes on a sixth door. A door she had never seen before this very moment. And she had been at the Pond house a lot over the years, not once did she ever notice the sixth and hidden room.

Amy continued conversing with her Raggedy Man, but to Reese they sounded slightly muffled. Probably due to the shock.

"Five." The Pond woman replied with ease, using her hand to quickly point and count all the doors that surrounded the three of them. "One, two, three, four, five."

"Six."

Reese spoke at the same time as the Doctor, though her voice was shaking a lot more than his was. She saw both of them look at her from the side of her vision, but not once did the blonde-haired girl take her eyes off of the mystery door. She worried that, if she did, it would disappear, as though it had all just been one big illusion.

"Six?" Amy asked in shock, giving her blonde friend a look of confusion.

"Look." The Doctor spoke again.

"Look where?"

"Exactly where you don't want to look, where you never want to look." He told her. "The corner of your eye. Look behind you."

And so Amy did. She turned around, doing exactly what Reese had done only moments before. She followed the corner of her vision, coming to stand with her back to the man restrained against the radiator. The redhead then let her mouth fall open in shock as the two women stood and stared at the door.

"That. . .that is not possible. How is that possible?" Amy questioned, sounding slightly out of breath.

"There's a perception filter all round the door." The Doctor explained to them. "Sensed it the last time I was here, should've seen it."

Reese released a loud and deep breath that she hadn't realised she had been holding in. "Holy shit." She let out.

"Wow." She heard the male voice behind her say. "This one has quite the potty mouth on her, doesn't she?"

"Are you seriously calling me out on my language when you're the one handcuffed to a radiator?" Reese's response came out slightly rushed, but the annoyance in her voice was obvious.

"That's a whole room I've never even noticed." Amy's shaky voice spoke from beside Reese.

The Williams girl nodded. "I've been here god knows how many times, and I've never seen it before." She then finally broke her gaze away from the door, turning to face The Doctor with a fearful expression. "How have we never noticed it?"

The Doctor yanked at the cuffs around his wrist, looking briefly up at Reese to answer. "The filter stops you noticing, something came a while ago to hide." He told her, before his eyes fell back onto Amy. "It's still hiding, and you need to uncuff me now."

Reese turned back to look at Amy expectantly. Right now she couldn't give a crap about her friend's reasoning for not telling him the truth, or why she still wanted him to be cuffed. All she knew was that this man knew more about the mysterious room than herself or Amy did, so she was more than ready for him to be uncuffed and able to take charge of whatever situation they were in.

"I don't have the key, I lost it." The redhead responded.

Reese's eyes widened as she turned back to look at the Raggedy Man, who looked aghast at Amelia's confession.

"How could you have lost it?" He sounded appalled, turning his head to look at Reese for an answer when he got no reply from the redhead. Reese could only shrug in response.

Amy then started to edge closer and closer towards the mystery door, much to The Doctor's horror.

"Stay away from that door!" He yelled to her in warning. "Do not touch that door!"

The worry in his voice is what brought Reese back from staring dumbly as her friend finally turned the handle to get into the hidden room. Whatever was behind that door must have been bad if it was causing this kind of reaction in the handcuffed man.

So, perhaps in a moment of weaker judgement, or maybe due to the fact that Reese didn't want her friend to be all alone as she ventured into the unknown, Reese let her feet carry her forward to join Amy as she finally managed to get the door open.

Now that both women were making their way inside the room, this seemed to stir up even more panic in The Doctor.

"Oh no, come on! I thought someone was finally listening to me!" He complained loudly as the girls disappeared into the room. "Do I just have a face that nobody listens to?" There was a brief pause before Reese heard him mutter. "Again."

Now that both Reese and Amy were in the room, the two of them looked around curiously. The blue paint was peeling off the walls, looking as though no one had been in the room for years. Well, in fairness, nobody had. Random boxes were strewn everywhere across the floor, and every time she took a step, she'd hear a cringeworthy squelch from beneath her Doc Martens.

"My screwdriver," The Raggedy Man's voice came from the hallway. "Where is it?"

Reese looked around the room, keeping an eye out for anything metal, but she couldn't see anything right away.

"Silver thing, blue at the end." He continued to describe his screwdriver. "Where did it go?"

"There's nothing here!" Amy called out, her fake accent becoming more thick.

Reese turned her head to give Amy a quizzical look. "Don't you think it'd be cool for you to drop the accent now?" The blonde queried quietly. "I feel like this cover has maybe gone a bit far."

Reese gestured wildly to the room around them, causing Amy to roll her eyes at her comment.

"Shut up!" The Pond girl whisper-yelled.

"Whatever's there stopped you seeing the room. What makes you think you could see it?" The Doctor pointed out.

A shiver ran down the Williams girl's spine as she took in his words. She now felt even more paranoid about her surroundings, flitting her eyes around the damp and dusty room for any sign of something strange.

Well, something stranger.

They heard him, once again, demand that they leave the room, and to be honest, Reese was well and ready to do just that. About to turn on her heel and exit the room, something caught her eye on the dirty-looking table in the middle of the room.

She stepped closer to the table, quietly observing the silver-and-blue device that the Raggedy Man had described before.

"Silver?" Reese double-checked with him as she approached the table. "Blue at the end?"

"My screwdriver, yeah!" He responded.

The fact that The Doctor's screwdriver thingy was in this room isn't what Reese, and now Amy (who had now set her wide eyes on the device) were alarmed by. It was where it was now sitting.

"Yeah. . ." Reese trailed off. "It's here."

The man in the hallway let out a sigh of relief. "Must have rolled under the door." He theorized.

The girls met each other's gaze with the same unconvinced look on their faces. "Yeah," Amy agreed warily. "Must have."

Reese swallowed thickly in an attempt to get rid of the lump that had formed in her throat. "And then it must have jumped up on the table. . ." The blonde's voice got quieter as her sentence trailed off.

There was a few seconds of silence, and Reese assumed that The Doctor was taking in what she had just said. Within those few seconds, the Williams girl managed to quickly grab the screwdriver from the table.

She winced as her fingers came into contact with the puddle of goo that kept the device stuck down to the table, but she merely scrunched her face up in disgust, before yanking it up and unsticking it.

"Get out of there! Get out of there! Get out!"

Reese didn't need to hear any more warnings from The Doctor, she was halfway towards the door before he even finished his yelling. She turned back to see Amy still standing there, and it was then that Reese felt something, too. This sudden feeling caused Reese to stop dead in her tracks, her hand still on the doorknob.

Noticing the way Reese had suddenly stopped, The Doctor became more urgent, seeing the panicked look on the blonde's face.

"What is it? What are you doing?" He asked them.

"There's nothing here, but. . ." Amy trailed off, frantically looking from side to side.

Reese felt as though she'd had enough by now, her hands were now shaking as a horrible slithering noise filled the room.

"Corner of your eye," the male voice in the hall reminded them.

The Williams girl felt frozen as she stood by the door, fear overtaking her body. Whatever the thing was, it was now in the room with them, she could feel it.

"Ames," Reese gulped. "Can we please go now? It's in here, I can feel it."

Amy nodded, though Reese couldn't see it, as she still had her back to the room, standing fearfully at the door.

"I know." Amy agreed quietly. "I can feel it, too."

"Don't try to see it, if it knows you've seen it, it will kill you!" The Doctor shouted. "Don't look at it! Do not look!"

Reese was doing as he said, up until a loud and frightened gasp from Amy caused her to instinctively turn her head.

Oh, how she wishes she hadn't.

What Reese was greeted by, was a snake-like creature, who's long, razor-sharp teeth were bared as both Amelia and Reese laid their eyes on its true form. The girls barely had any time to react before the creature let out a loud hiss, lunging towards Amy. The redhead wasted no time in letting out a loud scream, darting away from the serpent-looking thing, grabbing Reese's hand as the two of them ran from the room and back out into the hallway.

"Get out!"

They both reached the The Doctor seconds after his yell. Reese shakily handed him his screwdriver, which he readily accepted, their hands briefly brushing together before he pointed the device towards the door where the creature had been. A blue light emitted from the end of it, and Reese was shocked to hear the lock of the door click.

The Raggedy Man then used his screwdriver in an attempt to free himself from the handcuffs. "Come on." He grumbled after a few failed attempts. "What's the bad alien done to you?"

Reese felt her eyebrows raise towards her hairline. "Alien?!" She squeaked.

The Doctor stopped briefly to give her an incredulous look. "Well, yeah, obviously." He stated as though she were an idiot. "What did you assume it was?"

Reese gave him a dirty look, shrugging in response. "I don't know! Excuse me if my mind didn't immediately jump to an alien invasion!"

Amy's voice stopped the two of them bickering. "Will that door hold it?" She wondered.

I bloody well hope so, Reese thought to herself.

"Oh, yeah, yeah, of course." The Doctor responded sarcastically. "It's an interdimensional multiform from outer space, they're all terrified of wood!"

"You know, your sarcasm is really not helping right now!" Reese snapped at him, fear coursing through her veins.

The Doctor looked up when he heard the obvious fear in her voice, and the look he sent her was almost an apologetic one. However, before Reese could comment any further, everyone's attention was gripped by a bright light coming from inside the mysterious room.

"What's that? What's it doing?"

"I don't know, getting dressed? Run. Just go." The Doctor told the two women. "Your back up's coming. I'll be fine."

At this comment, Reese looked over at Amy with an unimpressed look. Amy then pulled a face of regret at his words.

"There is no back up." The redhead finally admitted, and Reese rubbed her temples with both hands in frustration.

The Doctor looked back up at her, confused. "I heard you on the radio, you called for backup."

"I was pretending. It's a pretend radio."

"You're a policewoman!"

"I'm a kissogram!"

At these words, Amy took the police hat from where it had been sitting on her head, letting her long, red hair cascade down her back and finally come to rest on her shoulder. Reese let out a sigh of annoyance as she looked back up at her best friend.

"I bloody told you that was a bad idea!" The Williams girl scolded her friend. "Now look what's happening!"

The hand that Reese was using to point at the bedroom door was quickly retracted back to her side as the door to the room was taken off of its hinges to reveal a workman standing in the doorway in a set of overalls and a toolbelt. By the man's side was a large, intimidating, black dog.

Reese furrowed her eyebrows at the sight in front of her. "But it's just-"

The Doctor cut her off. "No, it isn't. Look at the faces."

They did just that, and then the man let out a low growl, before shocking both Reese and Amy by opening his mouth to bark at them all.

"What?" Amy muttered in shock. "I'm sorry, but what?"

"It's all one creature." The Doctor informed them, still fiddling with the screwdriver and handcuffs. "One creature disguised as two, clever old multi-form. A bit of a rush job, though." He continued to comment. "Got the voice a bit muddled, did you? Mind you, where did you get the pattern from? You'd need a psychic link, a live feed. How did you fix that?"

They didn't get an answer to The Doctor's question, though. Instead, the man-slash-alien opened his mouth, revealing the long, needle-like teeth that the snake creature had before.

Reese felt herself back up even further, the backs of her legs now pressed up against the radiator. She placed her hand on the Raggedy Man's shoulder, not really noticing that she'd done so. He briefly glanced at her hand, which he could feel was still shaking, before turning back to stare down the man and the dog.

"Stay, boy!" The Doctor called out. "Me and them, we're safe. Wanna know why? She sent for back up." He nodded his head in Amelia's direction and gripped onto the hand that Reese had on his shoulder in an effort to stop her hand from shaking so badly.

"I didn't send for backup!"

"She never sent for backup!"

The two girls spoke in the same urgent tone, at the same time. The man in between them then rolled his eyes at their protests.

"I know, that was a clever lie to save our lives." He scowled. "Okay, yeah, no back up! And that's why we're safe. Alone, we're not a threat to you. If we had back up, you'd have to kill us."

Suddenly, a loud, booming voice came from above the house, outside, in the sky.

"Attention, Prisoner Zero." The voice bellowed in a deep tone. "The human residence is surrounded. Attention Prisoner Zero. The human residence is surrounded."

"What's that?" Amy quizzed.

"Well, that would be back up. Okay, one more time, we do have back up and that's definitely why we're safe." The Doctor altered his statement from before.

Reese shook her head at him. "Good to know you're sticking to one story here." She commented sarcastically.

"Prisoner Zero will vacate the human residence or the human residence will be incinerated."

Reese and Amy looked at each other with wide eyes, before the both of them looked back down at The Doctor, whose lips were now in a thin line as he weighed up his options.

"Well, safe apart from, you know. . .incineration."

A small whimper escaped Reese's mouth as she heard the booming voice from above them continue to talk about incineration. After multiple more attempts with his screwdriver, the handcuffs that were keeping him attached to the radiator finally slipped off his wrist.

He got to his feet, quickly grabbing Reese's hand, who then grabbed onto Amy's hand, and began pulling the other two along with him as they got to the top of the stairs, where he let the two girls run in front of him. Luckily for them, Prisoner Zero seemed to be too distracted by the voice calling out for it to respond in time to their escape.

The trio finally reached the Pond's front garden, and once they were out of the house, The Doctor turned to face them, his eyes trained on Amy.

"Kissogram?" He asked her curiously.

Amy huffed in annoyance. "Yes, a kissogram! Work through it." She told him.

His eyes then landed on Reese, scanning her figure as he took in her civilian clothes, those being a plain, grey t-shirt, and a pair of ripped shorts with tights covering her legs. "Are you also one of those?"

Reese almost snorted at his question, shaking her head. "No, I'll leave all that to this one." She used her thumb to point at Amy, who glared at her in return.

"Why'd you pretend to be a policewoman?" He continued to quiz Amy.

"You broke into my house. It was this or a French maid." She admitted, but The Doctor was almost immediately distracted.

The two girls followed him over to the blue police box that he seemed to be so concerned about. Reese let out a breathy laugh as she set her eyes on it.

"Jesus Christ, the box is real, too." She observed in a quiet voice.

"What's going on? Tell us!" Amy demanded.

"An alien convict is hiding in your spare room disguised as a man and a dog, and some other aliens are about to incinerate your house." The Doctor explained. "Any questions?"

Reese looked at him incredulously. "Yes!" She yelled.

"Me too." The Doctor told her. Suddenly, the box let out a loud chime, and The Doctor's many attempts to get the doors open were unsuccessful. "No, no, no, no! Don't do that, not now! It's still rebuilding, not letting us in."

"Prisoner Zero will vacate the human residence, or the human residence will be incinerated."

Amy grabbed The Raggedy Man's arm, pulling him along in an attempt to get them away from the house. "Come on!" She told him.

Reese went to follow, but was stopped short by The Doctor pulling his arm from Amelia's grip and walking over to the garden shed. Much to Reese's confusion.  

"Hang on, wait!" The man said as he reached the shed. "The shed. I destroyed that shed last time I was here, smashed it to pieces."

Reese tilted her head as The Doctor continued to inspect the shed. Why was this shed so important to him when they were currently trying to escape an evil man-and-dog duo?

"So there's a new one. Let's go!" Amy urged, her expression growing increasingly more panicked.

"Yeah, but the new one's got old, it's ten years old at least." The Doctor then turned back around and licked the shed, causing a disgusted expression to cross Reese's face. "I'm not six months late, I'm twelve years late."

Wow, he finally realises.

Reese heard movement from above her and she turned around to see Prisoner Zero now standing in one of the upstairs windows.

Turning back to Amy and The Doctor, Reese looked at them expectantly. "Um, guys? He's coming!" She informed them.

The Doctor paid no attention to Reese's warning as he continued to stare down the redhead in front of him. Amy, on the other hand, looked like she would rather be anywhere but in front of him right now.

"You said six months, why did you say six months?" He demanded to know.

"We've gotta go." Amy didn't respond to the question, but Reese could hear the fake English accent slipping away.

"This matters, this is important! Why did you say six months?"

"Well why did you say five minutes?" Amy exploded, her thick Scottish accent now back in all its glory.

Reese, now standing slightly awkwardly as the other two stared intensely at each other, decided that she would now have to intervene. She worried that neither of them would even move if she didn't.

"Okay, not to interrupt this little reunion," The Williams girl broke the tense silence as she walked quickly over to Amy and The Doctor. "But shouldn't we be running? Because Prisoner Zero is right there!" She pointed up at the window.

"What?" The Doctor shrilled, clearly in shock as he realized who the redhead in front of him actually was.

Amy, who had nodded at Reese's previous suggestion, just shook her head before latching onto his arm again. "Come on."

"What?!"

"Come on!"

And with that the three of them were off, running rapidly past Amy's front door which now had Prisoner Zero standing in the doorframe.

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I do not own Doctor Who, or any of the canon characters affiliated
with the show. I only own Reese and her storyline(s). All rights for Doctor Who
belong to the writers (mainly Steven Moffat), the BBC, and whomever else
helped make the amazing show that shaped my childhood and teenage years.

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A/N:

Hello!

I hope you guys enjoyed chapter one and that it wasn't too boring❤️. I've really been enjoying writing this fic and all the interactions reese has. I know not much really happened in this chapter but it's an intro chapter so nothing mega was gonna happen anyways lol.

Btw, I'd be lying if I said this I'm not writing this fic to be completely self-indulgent. I've loved dr who and the eleventh doctor since I was 10 years old and I'm basically living vicariously through Reese😂.

But yeah, I hope yous are enjoying this so far, and that u like Reese, she's my lil bby and I love her sm😭❤️. Also her and the doctor are gonna be so cute okay I promise.

Tysm for reading🥺❤️

— jade💞💫