The Doctor ended the call with Amy and Rory while the Stone shook her head at her husband. "What?" He frowned.

"I'm getting worse because of you." She nodded at him.

"Bring out the best in you dear." He grinned placing his arm over her shoulder while kissing her forehead. "Now come on." He headed off talking more so to himself than his wife. "Where are you? Now, where are you all?

"Yes." The Stone said in agreement as she closed her eyes. The Doctor did the same as they cleared their minds, hoping to feel the presents of at least another Time Lord. They only felt each other. The whispers of the Time Lords was distant and definitely not how it should have felt.

The Time Lords moved on and frowned. The whispers were definatly coming from near where they were. The Doctor then pulled back a curtain and raised a brow hearing the voices now much clearer than before. "Well, they can't all be in here."

He looked at the Stone who scratched her cheek. "It isn't unknown of..." she muttered. "My TARDIS had became something... near that size. She shrugged and tilted her head slightly. "It did become a fridge once and a wardrobe another time. It was quite hard trying to explain that Aslan or the witch were not real to people."

"Really?" The Doctor looked at her.

"Oh yes." She nodded before frowning. "But this small..." she trailed off not wanting to jinx it. Having a TARDIS this small was not only unpractical but also unheard of. The Stone and the Doctor had learned that TARDIS' did use a chameleon circuit to disguise itself but never something on this scale. The Stone swallowed hard as the Doctor reached up and opened the doors of the cupboard. The Stone swore she felt her hearts stop at the sight. Around twenty of the Time Lord distress boxes all piled on top of each other. The voices of the lost Time Lords now as clear as day.

The Doctor stared at the boxes for a moment feeling himself become angry and close to fuming. The Stone gasped a hand flying to her mouth at the final voice she heard. She had never properly met her great grandfather but after finding hidden recordings of him explaining his work she remembered the voice, the years of her rewatching every recording to get his work finished correctly had caused his speech and accent in all his regenerations he recorded to be ingrained in her Time Lady brain. It was hell. By the end of the war the Stone could probably recite the first recording word for word. "If you can hear, come and help."

The Doctor swallowed hard, not knowing who she had recognised but definitely knew it was someone that she cared for, without looking at the Doctor, the Stones hand found his, their fingers entwining together fitting perfectly. The Doctor squeezed her hand comfortingly before his thumb gently moved over her knuckles and the back of her hand.

The Doctor then silently growled hearing two figures come up behind them. Auntie and Uncle of course. The Doctor forced himself to sound calm, much calmer than he currently was. "Just admiring your Time Lord distress signal collection. Nice job. Brilliant job. Really thought we had some friends here, but this is what the Ood translator picked up. Cries for help from the long dead."

"I should have trusted myself." The Stone whispered shaking her head feeling a tear slip as she took in a breath forcing herself to not break down. It would have just made things much more difficult. She turned around letting go of the Doctors hands feeling her own clenching into fists. "How many Time Lords have you lured here the way you lured us, and what exactly happened to them all?"

"House," Auntie replied. "House is kind and he is wise-"

"House repairs you when you break!" The Doctor finally snapped stepping forward to become nose to nose with the woman only for her to step back out of fear. "Yes, we know. But how does he mend you?" The Doctor spoke before his brain finally caught up with his mouth. His eyes widened as he finally pierced it together. He looked at Uncle. "You've got the eyes of a twenty year old."

"Thank you." He quietly replied not hearing the sarcasm in the Doctors voice.

"No. Oh, no," the Doctor almost laughed. "I mean it literally. Your eyes are thirty years younger than the rest of you."

The Stone then pulled off Uncles hat and tossed it to the floor without a care pointing at his ears that looked nothing like each other while the Doctor flashed his sonic up and down at Auntie. "Your ears don't match-"

"Your right arm is two inches longer than you're left, and how's your dancing? Because you've got two left feet. Patchwork people." He hissed. "You've been repaired and patched up so often, I doubt there's anything left of what used to be you." He placed his sonic back in its pocket and then grabbed Aunties larger arm. "I had an umbrella like you once."

Auntie freed her arm from the Doctors grasp and held it in the air, the snake clear on the forearm. "Oh, now, it's been a great arm for me, this."

The Time Lords stared at the design. "Corsair." They both murmured.

"He was a strapping big bloke, wasn't he, Uncle?"

"Big fellow."

"I got the arm and then Uncle got the spine and the kidneys."

"Kidneys." Uncle repeated while the Stone closed her eyes trying to calm herself before she too snapped. Not even the Doctor would be able to stop her if she did. It was what she was afraid of.

"You gave us hope, and then you took it away." The Doctor calmly replied. "That's enough to make anyone dangerous. God knows what it will do to us. Basically," he whispered before shouting. "Run!"

"Poor old Time Lords." Uncle said backing up while Auntie ran off. "Too late. House is too clever."

The Stone gritted her teeth wanting to just scream at something. She shouldn't had been fooled so easily.

"Stone." The Doctor quietly whispered gently and slowly placing a hand on her shoulder, just in case she did something to him, not actually sure if she wanted his touch right now . The Stone sniffed slightly and spun around her arms wrapping around his torso, her head going to rest on his chest. The Doctor automatically placed his arms around her head holding her closer towards him as his hearts practially broke in two at her sobs, "I know dear." He whispered softly letting her just cry for a moment.

The Time Lady let out a sigh after a few minutes as her tears stopped. She sniffed and used the sleeve of her coat to wipe her cheeks "My great grandfather." She swallowed tightening her grip on him. "That was who I heard. It was him."

"The one that-" he stopped swallowing hard, not actually sure if she wanted him to say it aloud after remember how much it hurt when she explained it to him during the Time War.

"Yes." She quietly whimpered.

The Doctor gritted his teeth, it wasn't just the Corsair but also his wife's grandfather and other Time Lords they could have knew that had died here. The Stone let go of him her grief turning to boiling anger. She didn't want to hug him too tightly that it would hurt. She could grieve with him later, not now. They had to stop this from ever happening to anyone again.

Amy's mobile then rang. The Doctor brought it out of his pocket flicking it up and answering the call. "No sonics." Amy said into the phone. "Also the doors seemed to have locked behind us. Rory thinks there's a perfectly innocent explanation, but I think you both lied to us."

"Time Lord stuff." The Doctor said slightly harsher than needed. The Stone would have winced at his tone if she wasn't currently bottling her anger up. "Needed you two out of the way."

"What, we're not good enough for your smart new friends?"

"The boxes will make you very angry and sad." The Doctor muttered frowning. "How could she know?"

"Doctor, what are you talking about?" Amy asked.

The Stones eyes widened, understanding what her husband meant. "The woman."

"Stay put." The Doctor said into the phone. "Stay exactly where you are." He then ended the call taking the Stones hand both of them running through the junkyard to find the mad woman.

They ran until coming up to the cage the woman was kept in. She looked extremely calm while sitting in the middle of the locked cage, her eyes closed.

"How did you know about the boxes?" The Stone said in a raised voice, running towards the cage only for the Doctor to slightly pull her back. "You said they'd make us both very angry and sad."

"How did you know?"

"Ah," she opened her eyes to look up at them. "It's my thieves."

The Doctor frowned. "Who are you?"

"It's about time."

"We really don't understand." The Stone growled actually making the Doctor shift ever so slightly away. "Who are you?"

"Do you not know me?" She looked between them. "Just because they put me in here?" She asked. "Even you, Stone?"

The Stone raised her eyebrows as the Doctor cut in. "They said you were dangerous."

"Not the cage, stupid." She shot the Doctor a look while he pouted slightly. "In here." She gestured to herself. "They put me in here. I'm the-" she stopped making the Time Lords look at her curiously. "Oh, what do you call me? We travel. I go..." she then made the noise of the TARDIS materialising." The Stones eyes widened at how exact the sound was.

The Doctor chuckled at the thought not putting two and two together. "The TARDIS?"

Idris looked away from them, staring out. "Time And Relative Dimension In Space." She then turned back to them. "Yes, that's it. Names are funny. It's me." She smiled standing up, gripping onto the cage door for support. "I'm the TARDIS."

"No, you're not." The Doctor waved a hand. "You're a bitey, mad lady." He exclaimed pointing at her. "You bit my wife! The TARDIS is up and downy stuff in a big blue box." He then turn around facing away from Idris to try and piece everything together.

The Stone just stared at the woman before looking at the Doctor moving closer towards him before freezing at Idris' words:  "Yes, that's me." She nodded. "A Type Forty TARDIS. I was already a museum piece when you were both young," she looked at the Doctor, "and the first time you touched my console you said..."

"...I said you were almost the most beautiful thing I had ever known."

"And then under your breath you said the Stone was the most beautiful woman you had ever seen."

The Doctors eyes widened as he spun around. The Stone softly smiled at him her hand lightly coming up to cup his cheek. "You didn't think I could hear you." She whispered before ducking her head slightly. "Sweetheart I couldn't look at you for almost half an hour after hearing that. 

"But-"

"Doctor, it's me." She chuckled, "you should have known by then that nothing gets past me." The Doctor chuckled slightly as his wife continued. "I had those words going round and round in my head for weeks."

"Even back then I was already so much in love with you." He warmly smiled at her softly taking her hand and kissing the back of it.

"And then years later the two of you stole me." Idris quietly cut in. "And I stole the two of you."

"We borrowed you." The Doctor tried to correct while the Stone chuckled at her husband before she shook her head.

"Borrowing implies the intention to return the thing that was taken. What makes you think I would ever give the two of you back?"

"You're the TARDIS?" The Stone said raising a brow, just double checking again before she woke up in bed next to the Doctor who would most likely be snoring away peacefully next to her.

"Yes." She nodded.

"Our TARDIS?" The Doctor exclaimed.

"My Doctor and Stone." She grinned. "Oh. We have now reached the point in the conversation where you open the lock."

The Stone shrugged at the Doctor when he glanced at her. He then brought out his sonic and flashed it at the cage unlocking the door.

"Are all people like this?"

"Like what?" Both the Time Lords questioned.

"So much bigger on the inside." She answered. "I'm- oh," she quietly huffed. "What is that word? It's so big, so complicated. It's so sad."

"But why?" The Stone cocked her head to the side. "Why pull the living soul from a TARDIS and put it in a human head that is so small compared to a TARDIS? What does it want you for?"

"Oh, it doesn't want me."

"How do you know?"

"Secrets." She said quickly adding: "House eats TARDISes

"Secrets? House what?" The Doctor asked. "What do you mean?"

"I don't know." She shrugged. "It's something I heard you both say."

"When?"

"In the future."

"Secrets." The Stone muttered with a frown.

"House eats Tardises?" The Doctor repeated with a frown.

"There you go." She grinned. "What are fish fingers?"

"Doctor." The Time Lady fondly rolled her eyes.

"Hey!" He exclaimed pointing at her before whispering to Idris. "When do I say that?"

"Any second."

"Secrets!" The Stone scolded hitting the back of the Doctors head.

"Ow." He whined before blinking. "Of course. House feeds on rift energy and TARDISes are bursting with it. And not raw, all lovely and cooked. Processed food." He smiled. "Mmm, fish fingers."

Idris looked at the Stone. "Do fish have fingers?"

"No." She shook her head. "But you can't eat a TARDIS." She said in thought. "it would destroy you.

"Unless..." the Doctor frowned trying to think. "Unless..."

"Unless you deleted the Tardis Matrix first." Idris cut in.

"So it deleted you."

"But House can't just delete a Tardis' consciousness. That would blow a hole in the universe. So he pulls out the Matrix, sticks it in a living receptacle and then it feeds off the remaining Artron energy." She then blinked. "Oh. You two were about to say all that and cut each other off half the way through your explication just like you always do." She smiled. "I love it when you do that but I suppose you have to explain it now."

The Stones eyes widened. "We sent Amy and Rory in there."

"They'll be eaten." The Doctor quickly sprinted off, the Stone hot on his tail as he shouted running towards the TARDIS. "Amy!"

"Amy? Rory?" The Stone hit on the door of the TARDIS while the Doctor tried to push the door open. "Get the hell out of there."

"Doctor, Stone, something's wrong." Amy cried hitting in the door.

"It's House." He explained. "He's after the TARDIS. Just get out both of you."

"We can't. You locked the door, remember?"

"But I unlocked it!" The Stone shouted.

"You stupid well haven't." She snapped.

The Cloister Bell then tolled and wind suddenly blew. "Doctor, Stone," Amy said. "I don't like this."

The Stone tried using her sonic again to open it while the Doctor snapped his fingers. "Open!" He shouted.

"Doctor?"

"Open! Please!" The Stone cried.

"Open this door!"

"Amy. Rory!" The Time Lords shouted as they helplessly watched the TARDIS dematerialise.

The Doctor quickly brought out Amy's phone. "Amy? Amy, can you hear me?" He groaned when there was no answer and placed it back in his pocket shaking his head and pacing around. "Okay, right. I don't, I really don't know what to do." He then smiled. "That's a new feeling."

"Doctor!" The Stone shouted hitting his cheek only hard enough to get him to focus.

"Right, yes sorry dear." He quickly apologised then took her hand the two of them running back to Idris hoping that she could help them somehow.

"It's gone." The Doctor stormed in pacing around not sure what to do with himself.

"Eaten?" Idris guessed standing up.

"No, it left." He corrected. "Not eaten, hi-jacked. But why?"

"It's time for us both to go, and keep together." Auntie cut in.

"Go?" The Stone looked over at Auntie, watching her carefully. "What do you mean, go?" She eyed the woman. "Where are you going?"

"Well, we're dying, my loves." She answered seeing just how confused the Doctor also was. "It's time for Auntie and Uncle to pop off."

"I'm against it." Uncle muttered lightly shrugging only seeming to be slightly against the idea, then again there wasn't much else he could do.

"It's your fault, isn't it, sweets?" Auntie said looking at the Doctor. "Because you told House it was the last TARDIS. House can't feed on them if there's none more coming, can he?"

"So now he's off to your universe to find more TARDISes."

"It won't." The Stone cut in, not able to imagine how bad it would be if they had mentioned anything about the Stone's TARDIS being in another universe, one that was Parallel and where the Doctors life was supposedly a TV show which would just bring attention since almost everyone knew what the TARDIS meant.

"Oh, it'll think of something." Auntie waved them off only to collapse in her next breath. The Doctors eyes widened as he ran over to the woman lying dead on the ground with the Stone. The Doctor scanning her with his screwdriver.

"Actually, I feel fine." Uncle reassured before he to collapsed lying on the floor dead.

"Not dead." The Doctor grumbled. "You can't just die!"

"They just did..." the Stone muttered.

"We need to go to where I landed, Doctor, Stone, quickly."

"Why?" They both questioned.

"Because we are there in three minutes." Idris answered standing up and taking both their hands. "We need to go now. Ow." She winced moving away from them a clutching her side. "Roughly how long do these bodies last?"

The Stone quickly scanned her body before her face grew soft as she slowly looked up. "You're dying."

The Doctor swallowed hard repeating her words. "You're dying..."

"Yes, of course I'm dying." Idris said as if it was the most obvious thing in the world. She then grabbed the Stones sonic. "I don't belong in a flesh body. I could blow the casing in no time. No, stop it." She pointed at them both seeing the saddened look on their faces. "Don't get emotional. Hmm. That's what the orangey human girl says. You're the Doctor and the Stone. Focus." She held the sonic back out to the Stone

"On what?" The Doctor huffed. "How? I'm a madman with a box, without a box. I'm stuck down the plughole at the end of the universe on a stupid old junkyard."

The Stone blinked taking her sonic back. "Wrong."

"Wrong?" Idris repeated.

"Ooo." The Doctor grinned catching on to what she meant.

"Ooo, what?" Idris looked between the grinning Time Lords on confusion not understanding what they were now happy about.

"No I'm not."

"Not what?"

"Because it's not a junkyard." The Doctor grinned. "Don't you see? It's not a junkyard." He laughed pulling the Stone to him and deeply kissing her. "You are brilliant!"

"What is it then?" Idris asked after they separated, the Stone lightly blushing.

"It's a TARDIS junkyard." The Stone explained.

"Come on!" The Doctor shouted grabbing the Stones and Idris' hand with his he then stopped looking back at Idris. "Oh, sorry. Do you have a name?"

Idris rolled her eyes looking at the Stone. "Seven hundred years, finally he asks."

"Well it wasn't like we could ask you before."

"You spoke to me all the time." Idris protested crossing her arms.

"Yes but that is what happens when you spend all your time with the Doctor." She lightly blushed at the raised brow the Doctor gave her. "But he does have a point what do we call you?"

Idris looked between the Time Lords, a smug smile creeping on her lips as she looked between both the Time Lords. "I think you call me Sexy."

The Doctors eyes widened as he looked behind himself to check that Amy and Rory didn't somehow get out of the TARDIS and were behind him and the Stone, knowing that Amy would tease them both for weeks until it got way past boring.

The Stone ducked her head a blush burning on a cheeks while the Doctor whispered like it was a secret: "Only when we're alone."

"We are alone." Idris corrected.

"Dear?" The Doctor questioned as of he was asking for permission to talk the TARDIS 'sexy'

The Stone chuckled shaking her head at him. "Come on then, Sexy and that's me talking to both of you." The Doctor grinned taking the Stones hand.