Ch.1

Hello! First FanFic here. Wasn't expecting to do this sort of story but my original plan of a story line will be put in. Any questions,comments on grammar issues will be taken into to notice. FYI I will not update constantly I do actually have a life outside of the computer...sort of. Oh! before I get sidetracked (a bit ADD here) all thoughts, flashbacks and/ or dreams Will be in this text got it? Good. Last statement here promise:I don't own doctor who (if i did i would be friends with David and Matt.)

Enjoy!

Update 2/21/14 Just combining the original ch 1 & 2 together you will get a new ch soon promise!

Update 7/7/14 Special thanks to Anna221B for editing and just making the first chapter better than before.

Amelia Pond sat on her bed looking at her wedding dress by her closet. "Amy I sure hope you're sleeping up there!" a Londoner's voice hollered up to her.

Amy smiled, "I'm getting there. And you are not my mum, Val!" She shouted back. Amy heard quick footsteps pounding up the stairs and walk quickly to her room. Amy's door burst open and in leapt in Val, a brown-haired girl with deep blue eyes and a grin that could light up a room.

"So. you ready for the big day?" Val asked, smile at full power. even though Amy had dragged her all over town since 6 in the morning, ensuring that all the wedding details were in order. Val walked over, plopped herself on Amy's bed, and looked over at her friend. Val saw the smile but she also saw the nervousness and tiredness there in her friend's eyes.

"Ready as I'll ever be."

"Amy. you need to relax. Everything's going to be fine. We've double-checked everything."

"You think so?"

"I know so."

Amy looked into Val's eyes, searching for any trace of doubt. Seeing none, she smiled back, "I guess I'm a bit worried if it's the right thing. That's all."

"Well. you shouldn't be, you're marrying a man who loves you like crazy. I'll be standing next to you the whole time, and it will go according to plan, or my name isn't Valerie Chalina."

Amy scoffed, "As far as we know it is."

After Amy said that, the the air in the room seemed to still, as both girls were lost in their thoughts on the topic of Valerie. It wasn't their fault, though, that was the name Valerie came with. She had sort of just dropped into Amy's life accidentally.

Amy wasn't in the best of moods that day, and swore by her life that she would have noticed someone dropping Valerie's body on her bed and storming off into the night. As far as Amy knew, she was looking out her bedroom window and a flash and pop in the air later there was Valerie lying unconscious on her bed. But that wasn't even the interesting part.

When Valerie came to, she couldn't really explain what had happened. For one, she was unconscious and wasn't awake for the whole thing, and two, she had no memory of what had happened before she had arrived on Amy's bed. Amy had hoped that the Doctor had come when he said he would. Maybe he could help Valerie. However, Amy wasn't complaining. She had created a great friendship with Valerie and loved having another person in the house. Even Melody had taken a liking to the girl and seemed to cause less trouble when Val was around.

"Well," Valerie said, breaking the silence and getting back to her feet, "I'm off to bed. Got your alarm set, right?"

"Yes, mum." Amy said teasingly, "Goodnight Val" she said as her friend walked out of her room and across the hall where her room was.

"Goodnight Amy. I promise I'll try not to make you my wake up call." Valerie half-yelled back.

After a few more goodnights thrown back and forth, Valerie got dressed for bed and collapsed onto the soft mattress. She fell asleep and began to dream.

She was at beach with two identical men, both in pinstripe suits: one in blue and one in brown. The one in the blue suit was standing next to her, and the one in brown standing next to a blue box and woman with ginger hair. The one in brown looked at her and said, "You're back home."

Valerie's voice came out on its own, sounding a bit broken and not at all like hers, "No! But I spent all that time trying to find you. I'm not going back now."

Valerie woke with tears rolling down her face sobs wracking her body. Why was she crying? It was just a dream, right? She looked over. She had only gotten a couple hours of sleep, but she knew she wasn't falling asleep again after her dream.

Still sobbing, she put her head on the pillow to silence her them, as to not wake the bride-to-be, but she stopped short as she heard that same whooshing sound she heard in her dream, this time very close by. Valerie cracked her door open to hear what was going behind it, down the hall. She was completely shocked when she heard it coming from Amy's room.

Valerie's gears started turning as she walked towards the door to Amy's room. She quietly put her ear on the door so she could hear a bit more clearly.

"Blimey," a man's voice came through the door, slightly muffled. Valerie froze. What was a man doing in Amy's bedroom at night? And on this night, no less.

"I know. This is the same night we left, yeah?" Amy's muffled voice came through the door.

"We've been gone five minutes." Valerie leaned away from the door slightly, mind racing with more questions. Who was this man and why were they talking like they had been gone a while?

"I'm getting married in the morning," Amy's voice stated matter-of-factly.

"Why did you leave it here?"

"Why did I leave my engagement ring when I ran away with a strange man the night before my wedding?"

Ran away? What in God's name had Amy done? It had only been a couple of hours! What could she have possibly done in a couple of ho- no don't finish that thought, she told herself firmly, anything but that thought. She should be more concerned for the other person in the situation. Rory. Was Rory going to find out? What would he do if he did? Her mind was racing furiously. She decided that she was not going to let this happen to her friends, especially on the night before their wedding. She quickly ran to her room and grabbed the biggest book on her bedside table, Eragon. Racing back to the other door, she listened carefully, hoping to find the right moment to barge in and salvage what was left of her friends' relationship.

"Thanks." Amy said. Apparently Val had (not surprisingly) missed part of the conversation while trying to find a weapon. Amy continued,"So, do you comfort a lot of people on the night before their wedding?"

"Why would you need comforting?" the man sounded confused.

"I nearly died. I was alone in the dark, and I nearly died. And it made me think."

Dying bad. Thinking right after said possible death very very very bad in this situation. Fear was beginning to creep into Val's mind as she kept listening.

"Well, yes, natural. I think sometimes. Well, lots of times." Whoa she's got a brainiac there, Valerie thought sarcastically.

"About what I want. About who I want. You know what I mean?"

With alarms going off in her head, Val continued listening. She had to hear more if she was going to have a good reason for barging into Amy's room. Not that possibly cheating on her fiancé wasn't enough. She just had to get enough of the conversation to hear most of the story, all she had to do was wait.

"Yeah. No. What?

" About who I want." Amy said, more firmly. Valerie sucked in a breath. Uh-oh. That's not good. She had heard that tone before. Amy reserved that for Rory. This was definitely not good. At first, Val had thought Amy was the victim, but listening more to the conversation, she wondered how oblivious this man could be to what Amy was suggesting. She felt pity for him. He had been dragged into the middle of a situation he obviously wasn't a part of in the first place, and he was learning about Amy's wedding the night before.

"Doctor. In a word. In one very simple word even you can understand."

That was the last straw for Valerie. What had started as fear had turned into anger in the last few moments and not at this man, but at Amy, who was oblivious to what she had with Rory at the moment. Rory, who Amy had (as far as Val knew) ignored for years and then finally accepted him, and she was just going to let it all go with man who she probably didn't know for long.

Valerie burst into the room, her PJ's crumpled, book in hand, eyes still red from crying about her dream earlier, and shouting at the top of her lungs, "Amelia Pond!" Valerie looked at the scene before her, finally seeing what was on the other side of the door.

Amy was on her bed with the 'Doctor', the man who, from Valerie's point of view, wasn't really Amy's type. Although, Val had thought there was only one man for Amy.

The 'Doctor' had a bow tie, suspenders, and floppy brown hair that was combed over one of his green eyes. He looked completely shocked by the fact that Amy, just a second ago, had been leaning towards the him in a ready position to kiss. Luckily, he was saved by Val bursting in. He stared, wide-eyed at Amy, and now looking at Valerie with the same amount shock. Amy turned around and spoke,"V-Valerie?" Amy said, shocked and visibly paling at the sight of her friend.

"The one and only," Valerie snapped, looking at her friend, enraged in what she he had heard over the past few minutes. The Doctor was staring in shock at the two girls.

"H-how long have you been there?" Amy asked tentatively, knowing that something very bad was about to go down.

"Long enough to be wondering why you left your engagement ring and ran away with a strange man the night before your wedding!"

Amy swallowed, "I-I can explain-"

"Like hell you can," Valerie eyed the two people on the bed, both of whom were watching her carefully. Nodding towards the man, "So, how long were you gone?"

"Well you see-" Amy began but Valerie cut her off, arching her brow, venom seeping into her tone, "How. Long?"

" A-a week. At the most."

" A week?!" Valerie shrieked, her anger rising, "You're going to leave a man who's loved you his whole life for a man you've known for a week?"

"Val, it's not like that this was only gonna be-"

"Only gonna be what? This one night and no one was going to know about it? This one night and it would stop right here, right now?"

Valerie's eyes began to well with tears again, staring down her friend, her voice now shaking slightly, "Two years, Amelia Pond. Two years is all I remember of my life, and both of them were full of laughter and me seeing a relationship bloom into what it was before..." Waving her hand around the general area of the man and Amy, "this."

Amy tried again, "Please, listen-"

Valerie walked up to her friend and put her finger on her lips, effectively stopping her from speaking, "I am not the one who needs to hear this. You know exactly who does."

Amy looked terrified at what she was hearing, "You have one our hour, Amelia," Valerie said, and she turned on her heel and stalked out of the room.

"An hour?" Amy squeaked.

"Yes. An hour, or in other terms, 60 minutes, or if you want to be really specific, how about 3600 seconds?" Valerie shouted from the hallway.

"For what?"

" To tell him the truth."

Amy froze, unsure of how to proceed, so she asked, "What will happen if I don't?"

Valerie returned to the room with bag over her shoulder and looked at her audience, "I will tell him myself" Val said forcefully "I will tell him what I have overheard and from what you're saying is that not the whole story. So I suggest you choose wisely, Amelia Pond. I will be there in a hour to make sure that you've told him."

"You're not my mum," Amy snapped at her bitterly.

"No, I'm not. But right now I'm afraid I'm going to act like it."

"What will you be doing while you wait?" Amy asked, eyeing the bag slung over her friend's shoulder.

"I'll be getting a room at the motel down the road, then I'm going to go to work on my night off to make sure my friend's fiancé knows the truth, and then I'm going to get some sleep when I know for a fact that everything is going to be alright in the morning." She sighed and looked over at the bed "Doctor?" His head whipped up and his gaze fixed on Valerie, looking her up and down, as if he was scanning her for some strange disease. She hesitated, but then spoke slowly, " I would like to apologize for any inconvenience or confusion Amy has caused you, and I'm sorry we had to meet this way. I'm sure you're a great man." She smiled and turned and walked out of the room, pulling the door shut behind her. After a few seconds the door opened slightly, Valerie's head popping through, "And Amelia?" Amy looked to her friends face, eyes now beginning to fill with tears. "Thanks for the wake up call."

Valerie closed the door one final time and walked to the end of the hall, down the stairs, out of the house, and into the street. Her pace increased from a fast walk to a quick jog. She realized what a mess she left in that house; not just her room, furiously packing extra clothes for the motel, but Amy's feelings in shambles. Lost, hopeless, fearful, and angry was not the best way to leave someone with a man she could be having an affair with. Valerie shook her head. She needed to get away. She needed to escape. She needed to run. And that is exactly what she did. She ran and ran and from here on out, she wouldn't stop for anything.

Amy listened to Valerie leaving her home, her footsteps charging down the stairs and the door closing with a bang of finality. Amy turned around and looked at the Doctor, who seemed to be mulling over something. "Fat lot of good you were there," Amy mumbled, flopping face-down onto the bed. With her voice muffled by the blankets, "and now I'm in deeper trouble due to the fact my friend overheard my conversation with a strange man in my bedroom that was mostly caused by adrenaline. And now, she thinks I was having an affair with said strange man!"She pointed in Doctor's general direction, her face still buried in the blankets.

"Well," the Doctor said, "you did just try to snog me on the night before your wedding."

Amy's head popped up. glowering, "Doctor, you're not helping. How am I going to tell Rory I was gonna snog another guy on my wedding night?!" she cried.

A few moments of silence of passed by as Amy waited for a reply. "Are you even listening, Doctor?"

The Doctor had gotten up, "Not in the slightest," he replied, walking around the room, pulling his sonic out and pointing it in various places.

"What on earth are you doing?"Amy asked, irritation lacing her tone. The Doctor did not understand the urgency of the matter at hand. This could ruin her relationship!

"Finding something. Or someone," he replied, "Haven't figured out which one yet." The sound amplified as the Doctor pointed the sonic at the door. He strode over to it and flung it open. walking briskly into the hallway, continuing his sonicing. Amy followed. He began sonicing Valerie's bedroom door. "Right," the Doctor said, pocketing his sonic. He whirled around and found himself facing Amy, who was right behind him, scrutinizing him,"Doctor. are you really going to avoid me just because I was gonna kiss you?"

Well yes, that was his plan. He hoped Amy wouldn't bring it back up. "Well.. .I mean..." the Doctor started, but then looked into Amy's eyes. His demeanor softened and he smiled, "No, Amelia Pond. You've been through a rough night. I can see that now. We will fix it, I promise, but first, I need to figure this out. Alright? And then we will get your Rory Williams and I'm sure he'll forgive you." Amy thought through the Doctor's words. Maybe he was right. Maybe everything would turn out alright. Amy grinned, and the Doctor's smile brightened to match hers, "That's the Amy I know." He turned around and clapped his hands together, "Right!" he said loudly, "What's in here?"

"That's Val's room, Doctor." Amy said, looking the door up and down, as if it were going to explode. "Oh. Well she wouldn't mind if we took a peek, now would she?" The Doctors hand reached out for the doorknob and opened the door.