Secret Intelligence - A DW AU

Angel

Amy bent down a bit and stepped out of the records room. She quickly and quietly made her way across the room, never taking her eyes off the men who had their backs facing her. She got closer to them and she could hear more of what they were saying, but she didn't understand much of it.

"...manufacturing is going tremendously..."

"...never thought it would actually work..."

"...an ingenious plan!"

Amy figured that it wasn't important and continued her journey back to the janitor's closet. That's when she accidentally kicked a metal wastebasket, causing a loud noise to ring through the room. Her eyes widen and her heart beats faster as she immediately ducks underneath one of the desks.

The men stopped talking and Amy tightly hangs onto the data file, desperately hoping they hadn't seen her.

"Agent Pond, you've stopped moving, what's going on?" Clara asked her and Amy couldn't respond without being discovered, "Agent Pond? I see your heart rate is increasing, just steady your breathing and try to keep calm."

After a few painful moments of silence she heard the men continue their conversation. Amy let out a long breath of relief. She moved some hair out of her eyes and then carefully went to the closet that was just about thirty feet away from her.

She came closer to the door and slowly starting to feel a sense of victory and success. She was about to leave the room and complete the mission when she heard one of the men say something very out of the ordinary.

"...I like to call them weeping angels..."

Her eyes widen and she stops out of fear. She knew that word, those creatures, and she knew what they did. She looked over at the men and listened in to make sure her ears weren't playing tricks on her.

"...weeping angels is too long, just call them angels..."

Amy gulped and then slowly started walking towards the men to get more of their conversation. She was crouched under some desks to not be seen.

"Those researchers seem to think that the time energy is unlimited." One says.

"Well it's good for business, you can put any price on unlimited." The other replies.

"And the angels? They're cooperating?"

"It's like they're just statues."

"Brilliant. Just brilliant."

Amy's imagination was running wild as to what they were talking about. Why were they talking about angels? What are they doing with them? What does time energy mean?

"Agent Pond, what's happening? Why aren't you in the maintenance hatch yet?" Clara spoke through the earpiece.

"Don't you hear what they are saying?" Amy asked in the faintest whisper.

"Who? What are you talking about?"

"They're talking about the angels."

Clara sighed in frustration, "we don't have time for this, stick to the mission plan."

"I need to know more." Amy argued.

"Get back to the service hatch, now!"

"I can't, there is something going on here."

"Agent Pond, that is an order!" Clara started growing more angry and frustrated.

"No," She whispered, "I need to know."

Then she turned off her earpiece and took it out.

"Agent Pond!" Clara shouts into her dead earpiece with anger, "Agent Pond!"