Hello.

Other characters not listed to appear in the future: Martha Jones, Mickey Smith, and Larry Nightingale.

"Don't blink. Don't even blink. Blink and you're dead. Don't turn your back. Don't look away. And don't blink."

-the Doctor

"The image of an angel becomes itself an angel. . ."

-the Doctor

Sally Sparrow had thought it was over. She had thought they were gone-forever. She was comfortable with that assumption until the day she cleaned out the old drawer in the kitchen.

Granted, she didn't know this would happen. If she did, she wouldn't have cleaned out the drawer in the first place. Sally, her eyes frozen on the stone statue slowly animating in her kitchen, wished she had burned the drawer and everything in it.

It boggled her mind as to just what had happened. Sally had been cleaning, and then she'd found them, four-year-old pictures of the angels from Wester Drumlins. She'd picked them up and studied them, then cast them aside to continue cleaning. Her heart almost stopped when she turned back around. There, lines still wavering and solidifying, was the spitting image of an angel, its arms stretched out towards Sally and its mouth opened wide. Behind it another one was coming out of another picture.

"Uh. . ." she said. "Larry!"

I know the prologue's short, I know, and I'm sorry. But I do plan on writing more today, so maybe chapter one will be up today also. (I shoot for 1,000 words on normal chapters)

I got this idea from the fact that Sally Sparrow took pictures of the angels, and in Time of the Angels/Flesh and Stone, the Doctor says that the image of an angel becomes an angel. So. This is where Sally says, "Whoops."

I came up with this idea on my own. Please don't copy, and if you already have a story regarding this I promise I didn't copy you. Just let me know. Doctor Who belongs to BBC. I don't own it.

-crazykatz430, who's A/N's are longer than the actual story (I'm working on that!)