Amelia Pond had taken to the habit of locking herself in her room with her toys and stuffed animals in order to get away from her father. The little girl sat on her bed, face buried in her knees as she listened to the banging on her door. She glanced over at her desk where numerous pictures sat of a man in a blue box lay, which were the only things she could still take comfort in. She hadn't seen the actual Doctor in two years, and he was almost just a faded dream, even though she spent basically all of her time attempting to convince everyone that he was real.

"Amelia Pond! Open this door or I swear to God, I will break it down!" Her father screeched, the drunken slurs mixed in with that terrible stench of Whiskey.

Amy cradled one of her stuffed animals closer to her, beginning to cry out of sheer terror. Amy just had to remind herself that soon, her father would move onto her mother, who was helpless against him, but leaving his daughter alone, at least... for now. She wiped the tears away with the sleeve of her shirt, choking down sobs helplessly.

"Oh, Doctor." she said as she sniffed. The pictures on her wall and scattered around the room inevitably turned her thoughts to the time that her family was happy... the time before she had known about the Doctor.

He sat in front of their door, just staring at it, relief washing over him as he could count on Rory to keep her safe and asleep in the room. They were happy. Everyone was happy, everyone except the Doctor... which was okay, because when you lived just to see her smile, your own happiness didn't mean a thing.

The Doctor had been twirling his sonic screwdriver with his fingers, trying to think about something other then Rory, who was now holding the girl of his dreams in his gentle arms.

"Well, you've done it now, you great sod," he muttered to himself, hitting his head with his free hand. The Doctor got up and began to walk back to the control center and rested his weight on the control panel. The TARDIS hummed softly, utterly failing at an attempt in comforting him, which made the Doctor even more irate.

"Well, it's not like I can just pop back into Amy's past and insert myself into her life." he grumbled, rolling his eye. The TARDIS blinked the lights at him in annoyance and then went silent.

This didn't help his mood on bit, but it did help him think. Could I do it...? It wouldn't be going back into my own time line... there would only be changes in her life...

The Doctor quickly walked back to Amy's room and sat back where he was and sighed. Was it her goal in life to make his as complicated as possible?

Amy was in her sitting room with her crayons and pencils scattered around her on the floor. She had decided that today was a drawing day, since her parents were out for the day. Rory was supposed to come over later, so that gave her the perfect idea. Today, they would go on an adventure, where Rory was the Doctor. There had to be some way to fill the void, and Rory was the person to do it!

The latest drawing that she was doing was one of her and the Doctor holding hands by the big blue box that he traveled in. They were standing under the open air, with stars that scattered the sky. Amy had several drawings that looked like this, but this was going to be her favourite, she could tell.

The drawing didn't take long, it was the colouring that would be a pain. She wanted to make sure that everything was in the lines, because if there was even one slip up, then she would have to start all over. She planned to give this to him the next time he came for her... if he ever came for her. When she began to colour it in, there was a knock at the door and her face brightened. Rory was here! Amy jumped up from her place beside her fire place and ran to the door.

The small ginger opened the door to see the bright and smiling face of her best friend beaming back at her. "Hi, Amy!" he said with a grin. Amy smiled back at him and then moved aside for him to come into the house. Rory had turned back to her, as she waved off his parents' car. "What are we playing. today, then?" he asked her, that stupid grin still plastered to his face. "I've decided that we're going to play Doctor!" she said with a super happy smile. Rory remained smiling and nodded. "Alright."