A/N: Okay, it's my first Doctor Who fic. I'm not promising anything.
"Doctor!" Amy called over the roaring sound of the TARDIS. "We're going to crash, aren't we?"
"Of course not!" the Doctor yelled back. "We're just… having difficulties. Nothing to worry about." Come on, girl, he begged. Whatever it is your doing, would you consider not doing it for a while, at least until we land?
The shaking continued.
"Doctor?" Amy shouted.
"Not now, Pond!" he cried. "I'm trying to fly the TARDIS!" He picked up the mallet and slammed it down on the console. "Oh, come on!"
Behind him, Amy and Rory were clinging to the railing for dear life.
"Doctor, I really think you should look at this," Amy insisted.
"What is it, Pond? I really don't have time for this—" He turned around. "Oh." What?
There appeared to be a large hole hanging in midair. A hole. On his TARDIS.
"Let's see, large opening in midair, suddenly appearing on board the TARDIS" he said quickly, though his mind was already several steps ahead. "What could it be?"
"Don't look at me!" Amy protested. "I haven't exactly had much experience with weird… gape-y… things. Well, apart from the crack in my wall…"
"It's stopped," the Doctor said, ignoring her. The TARDIS no longer looked, felt, or sounded like it was about to shake itself apart, which was usually a pretty good thing.
The hole (for lack of a better word) which had up until now been an appropriately hole-ish grey-y black sort of color, suddenly began to grow golden.
"She is returning," a feminine voice whispered.
He whirled on Amy. "What did you say?"
"I didn't say anything!" She looked to Rory for backup, and he nodded.
"The Bad Wolf," the voice continued.
"Not funny," the Doctor grumbled.
The TARDIS rocked as if it had hit something—hard—and all three of its passengers were thrown to the ground. All three shielded their eyes as the glow approached the point of blinding brightness.
And then it was gone.
The Doctor pulled himself to his feet, staring in awe and disbelief at the woman who stood where the hole had just closed.
"Oh," she said, turning around, not seeming to notice that there was anyone else present. "Looks different…"
She swayed, and the Doctor jumped forward and caught her without batting an eye.
As he lowered her to the floor he took in her face. She looked much the same as when he had last seen her—
He swallowed. Not one of his favorite memories, that.
Suddenly the whole thing came flooding back from somewhere deep in the underside of his mind, and he gasped, feeling as if his hearts were being torn out of his chest. Cliché, yes, but painful.
"Doctor?" His head snapped up as Amy said his name. She edged closer. "Who is she?"
Suddenly, the widest grin Amy had ever seen broke out across his face. "Rory Williams, Amelia Pond, allow me to introduce you to Rose Tyler!"
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