Hi! This is probably going to be the last chapter (either for good or for a long time - I have so much work to do). I might come back to this story eventually, but for now don't expect any updates, so wanted to leave the story on a more cheerful note than the last chapter. This is mostly the result of visiting the H.R. Giger museum when I went to Swtizerland last year.

Disclaimer: I don't own Doctor Who, the Chronicles of Narnia or Alien.

Model?

Edmund stared at the rather creepy, life-size model of the monster from the film he had watched with Amy and Rory last night. The Doctor had watched it too, from behind the cushion, clinging to Rory's arm. It had been a very amusing sight. Especially since Edmund had not really been all that scared during the film. Sure, it held suspense in parts and grossed him out at one point, but he hadn't been that scared; he knew it wasn't real and had seen even creepier creatures before.

"Hey Rory! That's Alien isn't it?" Edmund asked. Rory, who was examining the painting he had just found, glanced up, did a double take and walked over.

"Huh? I thought the Doctor hated Alien." The Timelord had strongly protested against watching the film and had only conceded when Amy begged and gave him those eyes, with Edmund joining in at Amy's encouragement. "Why would he have a model of it if he hated it so much?"

"Maybe someone gave it him as a joke," Edmund suggested, shrugging.

"Possibly. Now come one, we need to find that thingymabob he asked us to get."

"Any idea what he means by thingymabob?"

"Not a clue, let's just grab the first weird piece of machinery up here."

After returning to the Doctor with something that did turn out to be the thingymabob, luckily, Edmund asked about the model. The Doctor seemed confused.

"You know, the life-size model of Alien, I thought you hated that film, so how come you've got it."

The Doctor paled considerably.

"Erm…well…you see…I think we need to run now."

"Why?"

"I don't have a life-size model of Alien."

"Oh."