Amy Pond sat in a comfortable chair watching her favorite bow tie-wearing idiot mumbling to himself. He was at the console running around flipping multiple switches. Normally this would've amused her, but not today. She placed a hand on the small, silver, circular pendant hanging from her neck. Her fingers traced the outlines of the strange markings on it.
A small smile formed across her face. She remembered the night the oldest Winchester brother placed it around her neck. "It will protect you from demons when I can't," he promised. Her small smile faded as she remembered the next night. The night Dean Winchester was stolen from her.
She turned her chair to the wall so the Doctor couldn't see the tears streaming down her face. "Amy?" The Doctor placed a hand on her shoulder. "Amy?"
"He hasn't been answered my prayers, Doctor," she sniffed. The Time Lord sighed. "Well, you haven't left the TARDIS for two weeks. And you know Castiel can't pop in and out of here. The TARDIS hides us from all angels. And even he did find us, you know angels can't enter the TARDIS." He gave her a tight hug. "Come on Mrs. Pond, cheer up." Amy gave him a small smile and looked around. "He used to hate it in here," she said quietly.
The Doctor also looked around; thinking of all the wonderful memories he shared with the two brothers in the little big police box. "Hey," the Doctor suddenly said, "remember when I took everyone to that African safari in 1910?" Amy gave a small laugh, "And Sam thought the giraffe was going to bite him." The Doctor smiled, glad that he had made Amy smile, if only for a little bit.
A small silence then fell over the police box. "Doctor? Can we make a small pit stop?" He immediately jumped up. "Absolutely! Any where you like!" he exclaimed enthusiastically.
"Brighton." The Doctor looked confused. "Brighton, England? As in Earth?" She nodded. "What's in Br - " he stopped suddenly, then grinned as wide as a cheshire cat. "Brighton it is!
In seconds the TARDIS appeared in front of a large country house on the oustkirts of was a starry night as Amy slowly stepped out of the box for the first time in weeks, followed closely by the Doctor. "Well they certainly have changed the place," the Doctor said, pointing to the 3rd story of the house.
After straightening his bow tie, the Time Lord knocked happily on the door. "Love a good knock. Everybody rings the bell. Nobody knocks anymore...strange." A familiar voice yelled from inside. "John could you get that - Ally just got hold of another stick." Almost immediately a small, short-haired man opened the door.
"John!" The Doctor exclaimed, quickly giving John an odd hug. "Doctor!...And Amy! Come in!" They walked inside the enormous house. "It's bigger than I remember," said Amy. "Yes, well - " "Doctor!" a voice interrupted from the kitchen. He rushed to the familiar voice. John and Amy quickly followed.
"Donna Noble!" the Doctor cried excitedly. "It's Donna Watson now, remember?" she replied. "Well, don't just stand there you stupid lump, give me a hug!" The Doctor quickly obliged. "And Amelia!" Donna said with open arms. The two red heads gave each other a quick hug.
"So what brings you to Brighton?" asked John. "Well, ummm...Amy," the Doctor looked at his companion. "Yes, I wanted to talk to Donna," she replied.
All of a sudden two ginger twin girls ran into the kitchen. "Mummy, Mary just bit me!" "Did not!" "Did too." The ex-army doctor sighed, "Come on girls, let's let Mummy talk to Amy." "Who's Amy?" Mary asked as her father and the Doctor took the girls to the main room. "They're always getting into trouble, those two. And we've got another one on the way! Found out just last month," Donna smiled and patted her stomach. "Congratulations," Amy said quietly.
A worried look came over Donna's face. "Are you alright, Amy? Where's Dean?" Amy shot a disgusted look towards the Doctor's old companion. "That's not funny Donna. How can you say that? You know what happened to him. Didn't the Doctor call you?" "Yes," Donna replied, "but Dean came by a few days ago." Amy quickly stumbled back into a chair.
"That's...that's impossible," she said, at a loss for words. "I thought you knew. You two used to be inseperable." Amy's head was spinning with confusion...and happiness. How could he have survived? How was he... It dawned on her. He was alive. A smile spread across her face. "Donna. You're absolutely sure?!" Donna laughed, "Of course I'm sure! He was right here!" "Oh God bless you Donna Watson!" Amy gave Donna a quick hug then ran to the main room.
"Doctor! Doctor! He's alive! Dean! He's not dead!" She yelled rushing into the room. "What?" the Doctor paced towards her. "Dean! MY Dean! He's alive!" The Doctor gave her a puzzled look. "Amelia that's not possible." "Doctor," John said quietly from the couch, "he is alive. He came here with Sam."
"When?!" the Doctor asked, eyes widening. "I'd say...about three days ago." "Did he say where he was going?" Amy asked excitedly. John rose from the couch. "Actually..."