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A gunshot rang through the TARDIS. The Doctor gasped dramatically., running over to the bullet hole in the time rotor casing. The TARDIS shook left and right.

"You shot it!" He yelled, wrapping his arms around the casing. "You shot my TARDIS!"

"It's your fault!" Mels yelled at him, hanging on to the railing as tight as she could.

"Argh! How was that my fault?" The Doctor yelled at her.

"You said guns didn't work in this place. You said we're in a state of temporal grace," she screamed back at him. Nina let go of the railings to walk over to the console, with difficulty. The Doctor did the same as they started to work the controls, trying to stabilize the machine.

"That was a clever lie, you idiot! Anyone could tell that was a clever lie!"

The TARDIS spun out of control until it crashlanded. Earth, somewhere in Europe, 1938, Nina could feel it. A white, probably deadly smoke started to poor out of the bullet hole, and everyone started to cough.

"Out, out out!" The Doctor yelled, pushing everyone towards the exit. "Eveybody out!"

"Where are we?" Amy asked, coughing the smoke out of her lungs.

"A room," the Doctor answered, waving his hand around.

"What room?" Rory asked.

"I don't know, I haven't memorized every room in the universe," he yelled at him. "I had yesterday off."

"Northern Europe, 1938," Nina told them. At the same time, Mels popped her head inside the TARDIS, looking around inside. The Doctor soon ran there, pulling her out.

"Mels don't go in there!" He yelled, pulling the gun from her and closing the TARDIS door. "Bad smoke! Don't breathe the bad, bad, smoke. Bad, deadly smoke, because somebody shot my TARDIS!" He yelled at her.

"Nina, I think this guy is hurt," Rory called her name, kneeling by an unconscious man on the ground. He was wearing an uniform Nina knew way too well. Still, Nina rushed to his side and kneeled by the man's head. "No, wait. He's fine," Rory realized. Nina scanned the man for any physical injuries and couldn't find any. She placed her fingers by his neck and the heartbeat was strong and normal.

The Doctor didn't know what to do with the gun in his hand, so he just dropped it into a fruit bowl on the desk. The man hiding behind the desk finally came up, his back turned to the rest of the room.

"Ooh, hello! Sorry, is this your office?" The Doctor asked the man. "Had a sort of collision with my vehicle. Faults on both sides, let's say no more about..." Nina and Rory walked next to the Doctor and Amy, who were standing in front of the desk. They froze when the man turned around and every single one of then recognized him.

"Is that...?" Amy trailed off. "No, it can't be. Doctor?"

"Thank you. Whoever you are, I think you have just saved my life," Hitler said.

"Believe me," Nina told him, looking at him straight in the eye. "It was an accident."

Hitler's attention soon turned to the TARDIS, behind them. "What is that thing?" He asked, walking down from behind his desk to the TARDIS.

"What did he mean we saved his life? We could not have saved Hitler," Amy told the Doctor. He walked angrily to Mels.

"You see?" He asked her, eyebrows raised. "You see, time travel. Never goes to plan." Mels rolled her eyes.

"This box, what is it?" Hitler asked him. The Doctor turned around to face him, slowly walking in his direction.

"It's a police telephone box from London, England," the Doctor told him, his voice low and scary. Hitler widened his eyes when he found out where the box came from. "That's right, Adolf, the British are coming!"

Slowly, behind the Doctor, the man who was mysteriously unconscious stood up. Hitler widened his eyes in fear.

"Stop him!" Hitler yelled, pulling his gun at the man's direction. The Doctor ducked, and hitler fired four shots. The man almost fell backwards, until Rory came in and punched Hitler in the face, making him fall to the ground and drop his gun, which Rory was quick to take and aim at Hitler's head.

Nina ran to the man, holding his arm in case he fell down. She saw at least two bullets go directly into his chest, and yet, he was standing up. And he looked fine, no traces of blood, no signs of dizziness or anything.

"Are you alright?" Nina asked the man. He nodded rapidly.

"Yes, yes. I think he missed," the man said. Hitler had certainly not missed.

"Sit still, shut up," Rory told Hitler, disarming the safety of the gun. Hitler slowly put his hands up.

"I mean, of course Hitler would try to kill us," Nina said out loud. "I don't know what I was expecting." She let go of the man, leaving only Amy by his side.

"He was going to kill me," Hitler tried to argue. Although he might have had a good reason, no one wanted to listen to Hitler's excuses.

"Shut up, Hitler!" Rory told him.

"Rory, take Hitler and put him in that cupboard over there. Now," the Doctor told him. "Do it."

"Right," Rory nodded. "Putting Hitler in the cupboard," he said, taking Hitler's arm and pushing him toward the cupboard.

"Leave the gun, Rory," Nina told him, rolling her eyes. "Why do I even bother?" The man that was supposedly trying to kill Hitler was still standing up. Nina wasn't very sure he was even human, at this point. And the man probably knew she was onto him, because Nina wasn't very subtle at her suspicions, so he would probably do something stupid like pretending to fain, or something.

"Hitler, Hitler in the cupboard," Rory mumbled as he dropped the gun onto a nearby sofa and brought Hitler to the cupboard.

"But I am the Führer!" Hitler protested. Rory shoved him inside.

"Right, in you go," Rory told him.

"Who are you?" Hitler demanded to know before Rory slammed the door shut and locked in his face.

The Doctor walked to the unknown man and examined him with his eyes, before frowning. He shared a look with Nina, before realizing he wasn't human. Still, the Doctor decided to test the man.

"Are you alright?" The Doctor asked. The man looked panicked, but soon after, his eyes rolled to the back of his head and he fell backwards. Nina was behind him and just stepped aside as the man hit the solid ground. Both Rory and Amy were too shocked to even react.

"I think he just fainted," Rory guessed. Nina looked at him and shrugged.

"Meh," she said. "I mean, it was a good faint," she granted.

"Perfect faint," the Doctor agreed.

"Mels?" They heard Amy's voice call out. Nina's head turned in her direction and she saw how Mels was holding her stomach in her hands.

"Hitler..." Mels commented. Nina frowned.

"What about him?"

"Lousy shot," she said, a smile surprisingly appearing on her face as her legs gave up and she fell backwards, onto a pile of rumble. The four of them quickly rushed to her side.

"Rory!" Amy yelled at her husband. Apparently, he was a nurse. Nina was about to examine the wound, when she realized that her stomach easnt bleeding anymore. There was blood on her hands and on her shirt, but only a little bit, and it had stopped bleeding. "How bad is it, Nina? Rory, please, what can we do?" Amy asked, desperate as she stroke Mels's hair. Rory was keeping his hands on the wound, not having realized that it was closing up.

"Hey, hey, look at me," the Doctor called her. "Just hold on," he said with a smile on his face.

"I used to dream about you," Mels struggled to say. "All those stories Amy told you."

"What stories?" The Doctor asked, trying to keep her awake. "Tell me what stories. Vampires in Venice, that's a belter."

"When I was little, I was going to marry you," she smiled. The Doctor's smile faltered, but soon it returned.

"Good idea, let's get married," he said. For some reason, Nina saw hesitation in his voice. And as soon as he said that, Amy and Rory frowned, their eyes going from the Doctor to Nina. "You live and I'll marry you, deal?" The Doctor asked Mels.

"Shouldn't you ask my parents' permission?" She mumbled.

"As soon as you're well, we'll get them on the phone," he offered.

"Might as well do it now," Mels said, a smirk on her face. "Since they're both right here."

A silence took over the room as Nina realized what she meant. It was Amy and Rory. They were her parents. This was the baby, Melody, she was who they were looking for. Melody Pond. Great name.

"Penny in the air," she mumbled, before grunting as her hands started to glow. Nina's eyes widened as she stood up, taking a step back. The Doctor did exactly the same. Mels smiled when she saw their reactions. "Penny drops."

"What the hell is going on?" Rory asked, confused as to why Mels was glowing. Nina and the Doctor shared a look before they reached for Amy and Rory, pulling them backwards, away from Mels. Regeneration energy wasn't dangerous in any way for a TimeLord, but it could burn humans.

"Back, back," the Doctor yelled at them. "Get back!" Mels slowly stood up, standing in front of them as she looked at the light coming from her hands.

"Last time I did this, I ended up a toddler in the middle of New York," she remembered. The four of them stood against Hitler's desk and looked in awe and mostly confusion at the woman on the verge of regeneration.

"Okay, Doctor, explain what is happening? Please!" Amy pleaded.

"Mels. Short for..?" Nina asked.

"Melody," Mels nodded with a smile.

"Yeah, I named my daughter after her," Amy told her, annoyed she wasnt getting th point.

"You named your daughter... after your daughter," the Doctor told her. A look of realization fell upon the young parents' faces.

"Took me years to find you two," Melody told them. "I'm so glad I did. And, you see, it all worked out in the end, didn't it? You got to raise me after all."

"You're Melody?" Amy asked, perplexed.

"But if she's Melody," Rory spoke, mostly tot eh Doctor and to Nina. "That means she's also..."

"Oh, shut up, Dad! I'm focussing on a dress size," she yelled out, before regeneration energy shot out of her hands and face as she screamed.

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