Hi guys! This is my first Doctor Who fic...Well, my first ANY fic, actually! Basically just drabbles from the 30 fic challenge; you can find the list of prompts here: .net/topic/76967/28509633/1/ Hope you like it! :3
"Amy, get back in the TARDIS."
"No."
"This is not open for discussion; I tell you what to do, and you do it."
"Yeah? Is that the way you think it is? I don't take orders from...argh!"
"Amy, don't you dare!" Amy! Amelia! Don't!"
He was seated on the swing below the console, hands clasped in his lap, toes touching the ground; giving him just enough momentum to swing back and forth slightly. His mind wandered back to earlier that day. Amelia, his Pond, risking the lives of everyone again. Being so wretchedly...human.
He gritted his teeth together and glanced down at his feet. When they had returned to the TARDIS, he had turned on her, shouting poison, and she had stared at him in shock and anger, tears glistening in her wide eyes. She had turned and pounded up the stairs, and there had been no sign of her since.
He swallowed, his eyes flickering up to the stairs in hope. He felt remorse now, of course, but at the time he had just been so...he hadn't meant to hurt her, really, he hadn't. His Adam's apple bobbed in his throat, and he fingered his bow tie nervously.
Footsteps sounded at the top of the stairs. They descended hesitantly, and a voice called out timidly, "Doctor?" The Doctor looked up, met her eyes, and smiled sadly. Rising from the swing, he met Amy at the console. They glanced nervously at one another, Amy; the first to act.
Her arms wrapped around his neck, cheek pressed against his. The Doctor's heart stuttered , and swallowing, he slipped his arms around her waist, pulling her close. They pulled back and looked at each other in the eyes.
"Gotcha." they chorused.
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