I don't own Angel. My thanks to LizzeXX for the idea, the saga, the writing, the Professor and Evy. Heres to the other Time Ladies.

Hearts of Time Saga challenge - Argument.

Tears trickled down her face as she watched the TARDIS fade away. Taking the Doctor and River Song with it, Angel almost hoped the console sparked and exploded whenever they touched the controls. Almost? No, she hoped it drove them both mad, after that crack about her mother being ashamed of her she found she didn't care if the Doctor lived or died anymore even if it killed her because of the mating bond, though the way she felt at the moment she no longer cared if she herself lived or died. No, she thought. Her baby, she was going to live for her baby, let the Doctor be damned. What good had he done since he'd regenerated. She was through with him, especially after all that about her killing an entire race with her power over the vortex, as if she didn't have enough insecurities, and that cruel crack about her mother...Oh, she wasn't going to forgive him about that. No chance. Let him and River tear through the universe, she didn't care anymore. At least they'd left her behind in Cardiff where she could get help from Jack. As she trekked towards Torchwood, Angel closed her eyes as she ran a hand over her still pregnant belly. She'd promised to give him up for her child's sake, and it looked like the choice had been taken out of her hands.

The TARDIS was furious with him and River.

It had been a fortnight since they'd left Angel in Cardiff and it had been a terrible time since the TARDIS wouldn't land anywhere else, and seemed determined to smash them into walls, and the Doctor was starting to regret it. No, he wasn't. Not since River had let slip the fact that Angel had used the vortex in River's own future to wipe out an innocent race. The Doctor hadn't wanted to believe it, he knew without a doubt River didn't let slip anything about the future nor did she like Angel, but after seeing the way Angel was practicing her powers he was forced to believe it. Part of him didn't want to believe it, Angel was...well, Angel. She was so kind, sweet, innocent, and generally adorable. Wait where had that come from?

He hadn't meant for things to get so out of hand, when Angel had asked him what he was doing when he'd started setting the controls for Earth to drop her off, the sound of her voice...It had angered him, though a part of his mind told him this wasn't right. He told her straightforwardly what River had told him. Angel had been shocked, but she'd tried to say she could control the vortex. He'd countered that by saying she couldn't know for sure. After continuous denials, the Doctor had lost control of his mouth.

" You told me your mother called you her angel," he said without checking his words. " Imagine how horrified she'd be if you killed an entire race!"

Angel had backed away, horrified by what he'd said, and there was a deep pain in her eyes, and she'd touched her stomach as if in pain. What had that been about? He regretted what he'd said to her, but nothing more than that.

After landing Angel took her things from a smirking and smug River, and ripped off the necklace around her neck, and threw it at the grim Doctor who'd caught it by reflex. It was a whitepoint star necklace, but how had Angel gotten it? Then she'd left.

The Doctor had been brooding about Angel's departure since she'd gone, and River had taken to trying to get him to go to bed with her, but something about it didn't sit well with him. He liked her, enjoyed her company, loved her adventurous spirit, but he wasn't attracted to her. That nagging feeling in his mind was growing more painful by the day.

River didn't even bother to hide her frustrations; trapped inside a TARDIS which seemed more intent on bucking her around instead of landing somewhere, with a man she wanted to get her leg over but he wasn't interested. The only thing that had gone right was kicking Angel out of the TARDIS. The one thing standing between her and the Doctor, and she'd pushed her away. River smirked as she thought how easy it had been to sway the Doctor, just meet him a couple of times without any idea who she was, and she was trusted implicitly whilst the only other Time Lady in the universe, his Mate, was pushed to the side instantly. It almost made her laugh just how stupid the Doctor could be. Trusting idiot.

But now she was regretting it as the Doctor didn't want to do anything with her, and besides the TARDIS loathed her.

Finally she decided to do what every wild card person did when things didn't go her way; she got drunk.

The Doctor let out a breath he was holding as the TARDIS settled down a bit. Finally after what had seemed like months the TARDIS had finally calmed down, somewhat. She was still sulky and bad tempered with him and River, but at least she wasn't flying through the vortex with the inertial dampeners half off, and the gravity field adjusting every so often it tried to send him hurtling to a wall.

Finally finished in the console room, he left to find River. He'd decided to try and take things to the next level. Sure he wouldn't be able to get her pregnant, but still at least he'd worked for the pleasure.

When he got closer to the room he knew she was in, he ran towards the door when he heard the sound of breaking glass and a drunken cry.

" River?" he shouted, throwing the door open.

The room was in a mess. Bottles of alcohol from the Doctor's personal stock littered the ground in shard of glass, making the Time Lord wonder how she'd found out about it. He would later learn the TARDIS had showed River so then this event would happen.

River swung round drunkenly. " Oh, hello sweetie," she purred before throwing the bottle she was holding to the ground, and the Doctor winced as another remnant of Gallifrey in the form of an ale was destroyed.

" What're you doing?"

" What does it look like I'm doin'?" River replied burping. " God, that's strong. What're you doing, sweet-sweetie?" she stuttered out as she picked up another bottle. The Doctor quickly grabbed it away before it ended up smashed. " River," he gently took her arms. " What're you doing? What's going on?"

River's face twisted with anger. " What's going on? Can't you guess?" she slurred before she gently took his arms like he'd done hers. " I'm getting drunk."

" Yes, I can see that, but why?" the Doctor asked wondering what had made her crack like this.

" Why?" she spat, her face twisting angrily. " I'll tell you why. You don't pay any attention to me-"

" I do," he snapped back as frustration started to grow.

River shook her head. " No, not since that little...Time Lady slut left you've been spending time away from me-"

" I was trying to get the TARDIS back in shape," the Doctor argued but River wasn't listening to him. Instead she started shouting to herself without a care of the world.

" No, you were pining for her," she sneered and her voice became nasty. " Your precious Angel, your precious Mate!"

" What?" The Doctor gasped, he couldn't believe what he was hearing. He didn't have time to process it when River kept talking drunkenly under her breath.

" You and her Mated!" she spat in disdain. " Sure she's the last Time Lady, but she's not special. She's not brave, she's not smart. She's just a plain, pathetic nobody. Hell you even believed the lie I spun about her using the vortex to wipe out an entire race!" She laughed derisively. " You're so taken by me you'd believe me if the sky was purple."

The Doctor shut her up by grabbing her and shaking her. " What do you mean she's my Mate? What do you mean by lying about using the vortex to kill an entire race, what did you do that for?" Since his regeneration he'd pushed Angel away by saying she was his friend, but coming from River something was different. It was as if the word Mate from her mouth and the way she'd said it like a Time Lord who was proud of his Mate...His mind was churning.

River laughed. " Oh, yeah, that's right. You've forgotten, haven't you? Brilliant isn't it," she boasted taking a necklace from her neck. " A temporal telepathic field generator, designed to inhibit a certain mind. Your mind.

" I made you forget about her, your Mate," she sneered. " I was raised by the Silence, Doctor," she took a large gulp out of a bottle she'd just opened, the Doctor was paralysed in shock. " But I held you in my heart," she pressed both hands to her chest, batting her eyelashes his way whilst holding a bottle. " She was the only thing in the way, her and the baby-"

" What baby?" The Doctor shouted, this was getting into his head. He could see and hear memories of him and Angel...but they still felt blocked.

" Don't tell me you haven't noticed," River sneered, " you've been so preoccupied with Amy you haven't even noticed a change in Angel's appearance. Oh you haven't noticed," River smirked. " You care more about my mother than the only other member of your people. This really was too easy!"

" How long have you done this?" the Doctor ground out angrily.

The anger she heard in the Doctor's voice snapped River out of her drunken rage, but it was too late. She'd told him too much already.

She was unprepared for the Doctor ripping the device from her neck and applying the sonic screwdriver to it. " Hm, the power cells been running for over two years. Clever work, River." Pressing the screwdriver to the inhibitor, the Doctor destroyed it. River even in her drunken rage stepped back from his anger, but it was overshadowed when the Doctor held his head, groaning. Memories unblocked themselves, and in the middle of them he felt disgust and self loathing for the pain he'd heaped on Angel.

River stared at him, wondering what he was going to do next. He had no idea it was too late with Angel, the only person he could have a relationship was with her. Why couldn't he see it?

The Doctor looked up at her, and she backed away at the hatred she saw in his eyes.

" Get. Out. Of. My. TARDIS!" He shouted at her before grabbing her, and pulling her screaming to the console room. The TARDIS had already landed, this time in Stormcage. As she was being pushed out, River leveled him with a glare and some parting words. " Your mate is out there, Doctor. But you might not like what you find."

As he sent the TARDIS back to Cardiff, the Doctor couldn't help but replay River's words in his mind. They weren't those of a time traveller knowing the future. They were the words of fact.

Angel woke up, and looked up at Jack, Ianto, Gwen and Owen. She noticed at once she was lying on the examination table in Torchwood three, and she was cold.

" What happened?" she asked.

" I'm so sorry, Angel," Owen said regretfully.

" Sorry?" Angel was starting to panic. " Sorry about what- My baby, what's wrong? Is my baby alright?"

The baby was the only thing she had left to live for. Nothing could have happened to it-

" You've had a miscarriage." Owen told her, his face drawn as he backed away respectfully.

Angel screamed, and grabbed hold of her belly, now empty, and sobbed her hearts out. Jack watched his adopted sister sob, and he clenched his fists in rage. The Doctor should be here, he should be helping Angel. Instead he was off swanning around the universe with River Song, and even Jack Harkness knew River Song was a convicted murderess. How the Doctor could do this to the woman he was supposed to love and nurture above all else was beyond him. Jack remembered seeing the Doctor and Angel's last incarnations; the Doctor had doted on Angel, forever complimented her, and the ex Time Agent had loved every minute of it. If Jack had no idea who this woman was he would think the previous Angel and Doctor were strangers, in a way they were.

" My baby, my baby, my baby," Angel was sobbing, and Jack made a decision. If he ever saw the Doctor, he would have to seriously resist the urge to shoot the Time Lord.

Based on an author's note of A Fallen Angel, where the Doctor does something to Angel and kicks her out. Please tell me what you think.