A/N: Ever item ever kept always has a story behind it, and with 900 plus years behind him, it's not a surprise the Doctor has a few hidden away. Slight Amy/Eleven jealously in this one and an unashamed throwback to Rose. Oh, and Tennant's hair gets a mention just because it was that good. Please review and if you have an object or tale you want told, feel free to let me know!
When Rory finds an old video player, he's not surprised to find an old VHS buried inside. Curious as ever, he instinctively presses play and watches. A young man with glorious hair bounces across the screen, peering directly into the lens.
"Like taking candy from a baby. Well, like taking candy from a generous baby. Well, like taking candy from a-"
"Doctor," Rory sits up because the man on the screen is definitely not the Doctor. Maybe this is his Doctor's dad. The voice he hears sounds distinctly female, and he presumes she's the one holding the camera."Shut up."
The man arches an eyebrow and pulls away from the camera, the female voice laughs and the camera shakes as she runs to catch him up.
"Where are we off to next?"
"Oooh, what do you fancy? Planet or people?"
"Planet." Rory notices the excitement in the female's voice and it's a trait he's come to recognise in Amy.
"Trex 1 or 2?"
"Two."
The TARDIS comes into focus and the two run inside. Rory watches with intrigue – this TARDIS is not the same either. The camera is mounted onto a ledge atop the console and he finally puts a face to the woman's voice.
"Destination, Doc?"
"I think we'll go for Bitrex."
"Bitrex is good for me."
"Who's that?" Amy comes in as Rory watches a blonde twenty-something talk directly to the camera.
"I don't know," Rory admits as the blonde, who's all big smiles and shiny eyes, drags the tall, slim man back into view.
"Say hello to mum!"
"Why, is she here?" Rory stifles a giggle at the panic-stricken face of this Doctor, the other Doctor.
"No, silly. I'm going to send this home so they know we're safe. You know what happened last time we didn't call." The man massages his cheek as he recalls the memory.
"She slapped me," he remembers gingerly, an eyebrow raised as he waves reluctantly down the lens. Rory laughs again and Amy watches with interest. It's like she's met this man somewhere before, only she can't quite place him.
"Now you know where I get it from."
"If you ever turn into Jackie.." he trails off, shuddering. "That's not even worth thinking about."
"Oi, Doctor, that's my mum you're talking about." She doesn't seem to mind though, grinning as she lazes across the TARDIS controls as if she's never felt more at home. But Amy's too preoccupied with the fact that she's calling him Doctor. Could it be that this is the same man? Or a different man with the same name?
"All I'm saying is one Jackie Tyler is more than enough." The blonde laughs heartily again and waves to the camera.
"The one and only!"
"Like Elvis. Only blonder and more akin to violence."
"And a woman." He raises his eyebrows and grins; one that rivals the size of his friend's.
"No!" Amy notices the incredulous look on the girl's face, as if she knows it shouldn't be true but after spending time with the Doctor – with any Doctor – somehow there's always that possibility that it'd be true.
"All I'm saying is hips."
"Hips?"
"Do you ever see me moving my hips like that"?
"Well there was that time in Paris," she waggles a finger in his direction and it's clear they've forgotten the camera is even on. "You know, with the-
"Rory, I don't think we should be watching this." Amy searches for a remote but Rory's more than content with watching. This is one of the few moments he gets to sit and relax; all the rest of the time is spent chasing the Doctor, chasing Amy or running away from both of the above, or in some cases, an extra-terrestrial creature they happened to get on the wrong side of.
"Watching what?" The Doctor – Rory's Doctor – walks in behind the two of them, not entirely sure how he got in; he was heading for the study and found himself here. He peers over the top of Rory's head, resting his chin on Amy's head. "Oh." His voice shapes a resolute circle and in one fluid movement, he ejects the tape and quickly ambles out the room.
"See, I told you." She berates Rory briefly and contemplates trying to follow the Doctor, but he has a habit of hiding in places Amy knows she'll never find.
"Well it looks as if you weren't the first, Amy Pond." Rory sounds far too happy about this fact. And she doesn't like the fact that he calls her Amy Pond. That name is reserved for the Doctor only.
"I already knew that," Amy snaps back – which she did, only most of the time she chose not to remember. And anyway, it obviously didn't work out because the Doctor was most definitely alone now and had chosen her to come with him.
"But they looked so happy." Rory's genuinely concerned now and Amy softens a little – they were. "Whoever they were. I wonder what happened. And why does he look so different?" Both are questions Amy has no answer to – questions she'll probably never have the answer to.