Hello!
A while ago, I read an article that said even if David Tennant had stayed, they would have had Amy. So, I remembered, and was inspired to make this! Enjoy!
Pieces of glass dug into the Doctor's back, as he lay spread out on the floor. He stared up at the shattered glass dome above him. He turned onto his side, drawing in a breath. He raised his head off of the broken glass.
"I'm alive," He managed to say. He felt an unbelievable amount of joy. He turned onto his stomach, then raised himself onto his arms. His eyes were wide, him being unbelieving of the fact that he had lived.
"I'm still alive," He again said. Out of his mouth came a choked noise halfway between a laugh and a sob. He let himself smile a small smile.
Knock, Knock, Knock!
The Doctor turned, and faced Wilf, still in the control room.
"They gone then?" Wilf asked unnecessarily. The Doctor smiled a little wider.
"Yeah." He told his friend.
"Good-o, could you… you know, let me out of this?" He gestured to the control room. The Doctor nodded.
"'Course." He pulled the sonic from his jacket, and unlocked the chamber. Wilfred stepped out. "I'm glad The Master shut off the Nuclear bolt." The Doctor said. "If he hadn't, the system might have overloaded." Wilf looked at him.
"'S that bad?" He asked. The Doctor resisted the urge to smile wider.
"Yeah." The Doctor walked over, and hugged Wilf. "I'm alive." He said, still not fully comprehending it. Wilf smiled.
"Yes you are." The Doctor pulled out of the hug.
"Let's take you home." He said.
~After The Doctor Has Dropped Wilf Of At His House~
The Doctor stepped into the TARDIS. He pulled his coat off, and stepped over to the console.
"Where to next?" He wondered aloud. He stepped, around, pulling some levers. The TARDIS jerked violently. The Doctor's eyes widened. "What's wrong?" He moved to the left, and the TARDIS jerked.
The Doctor Flew backwards, into the library, and the pool.
~At Amelia Pond's House~
In a large house, a little ginger Scottish girl was saying her prayers.
"Dear Santa. Thank you for the dolls and pencils and the fish. It's Easter now, so I hope I didn't wake you, but honest, it is an emergency. There's a crack in my wall. Aunt Sharon says it's just an ordinary crack, but I know it's not, because at night there's voices, so please, please, could you send someone to fix it? Or a policeman. Or a…" The girl trailed off, as a wheezing noise came from outside. "Back in a moment!"
The little girl grabbed a flashlight, and put on a coat and boots. She ran downstairs, and outside. She saw a blue box on it's side, and read 'POLICE PUBLIC CALL BOX'.
She stepped backwards, as the doors flew open, facing the sky. A grappling hook flew out. She stepped back further, as hands appeared. A a soaking wet man climbed up, and sat on the ledge. The girl looked at the strange man.
He wore a tattered light blue shirt, a brown tie with light blue swirls, and tattered brown pants, with light blue pinstripes. He had brown hair and eyes, and was covered in nick and bruises. He looked at the little girl.
"'Ello!" He said cheerfully. "I'm The Doctor! Who're you?" The little girl gulped.
"Amelia Pond," She told The Doctor. "And what kind of name is 'The Doctor'?" The Doctor looked at little Amelia Pond.
"Amelia Pond!" He exclaimed, ignoring the last part. "Sounds like a name from a fairytale!" Amelia looked at this man, The Doctor. He seemed very energetic for an adult.
"Are you a police man?" She wondered. The Doctor looked at her.
"'Course not!" He said, a cheery tone still in his voice. "Why? Did you call one?" He hopped off the ledge.
"No!" Amelia said. "If you're not a police man, then why does your box say police on it?" The Doctor looked at her, and broke out into a smile.
"Very observant, aren't you!" He exclaimed. "But it's not a box, it's a time machine." Amelia raised an eyebrow.
"How can it be a time machine?" She asked incredulously. "It's just a box!" The Doctor laughed.
"Advanced technology!" He exclaimed happily. "Thousands of years more advanced than what you have!"
Amelia couldn't help but laugh at him. He just sounded so very happy just to be there, telling her that a box could travel in time. Now The Doctor raised an eyebrow.
"Am I funny?" He asked smiling. Amelia nodded. The Doctor looked down, and whistled. "That was quite a fall! Heck of a climb back up!"
"Climb back up from where? Amelia asked.
"The library!" The Doctor Told her cheerily.
"Why are you wet then?" Amelia asked.
"I fell in the pool."
"You said you were in the library!"
"So's the pool!" He pulled a face. "Do you have any food? All of mine's spoiled!" Amelia nodded.
"Come inside!" The Doctor followed the little girl inside. He ran over to the bathroom, and grabbed a towel to rinse himself off with.
"Do you have bananas?" He wondered. Amelia gestured to the bowl of fruit on the table. "Ah!" He walked over, and picked up a banana. He grimaced at he spotted a pear. "Ugh! I hate pears!" Amelia giggled as The Doctor ate his banana.
"Can you do something about the crack in my wall?" Amelia blurted out. The Doctor glanced at her.
"Sure!" Amelia led him to her room. The Doctor traced the crack with his finger. "We've had some cowboys in here!" He exclaimed, moving some furniture around.
"My Aunt says it's just an ordinary crack, but I don't believe her." Amelia explained. "I can hear voices, coming out of it when I'm sleeping."
"What do they say?" The Doctor picked up a cup of water, downed the entire glass, and put it up to the wall.
"Prisoner Zero has escaped." She told him. The Doctor nodded. He backed away, and pulled out his sonic from his pocket. He pressed the button. The crack flew open, and a gaint eye looked around. Amelia's eyes widened.
"Is that Prisoner Zero?" She asked. The Doctor shook his head.
"No… It must be his guard."
"Prisoner Zero has escaped!" A computerised voice droned. The crack started closing, and a bolt of energy struck The Doctor's leg.
"Are you okay?" Amelia gasped. The Doctor smiled.
"Fine!" He chirped. "Whatever that was," He reached into his pocket. "It left me a lovely little message. "Prisoner Zero has escaped."
A loud noise came from the box outside. The Doctor's calm demeanor melted. "No, no, no!" He shouted, sprinting downstairs, and outside. "The engines are phasing!"
"Is that bad?" Amelia asked.
"Yes! Very, very bad!" He ran a hand through his hair. "A quick five minute hop into the future should do it!" He jumped back onto the ledge, and grabbed the grappling hook.
"Can I come?" Amelia asked. The Doctor shook his head furiously.
"No, no, too dangerous! I'll be back in five minutes! I promise!" Amelia looked at her boots.
"People always say that." She mumbled. The Doctor jumped. Amelia looked up at him.
"Am I people?" He asked her. "I wouldn't do that to you, I swear. Not if I can help it! You can come, and see the TARDIS in five minutes!" Amelia smiled, fully trusting the strange man.
"Deal!" The Doctor smiled, hopped back onto the ledge. He turned, and smiled at Amelia. He hopped in, and Amelia heard the splash of a grappling hook hitting a pool. The wheezing noise from earlier sounded, and the box disappeared.
Amelia ran inside, and packed a suitcase full of clothes. She ran outside, and sat on her suitcase.