A/N Okay, so I got this idea a while ago, and started writing a little bit of it, but I was too scared to put it up until now. Right now I don't have a terribly large amount of things to do, but that probably won't continue, so I can't guarantee regular updates. However, I will try my best to update as much as possible. Oh, and to give you an idea of where in the time line they are, it's set right after Cold Blood. So… I think that's it. Thanks, enjoy!
Disclaimer: I own nothing, it all belongs to BBC =)
Amy's head throbbed like the drums at a parade when she woke up in her bedroom in the TARDIS. She moaned and held her head to prevent her head from exploding all over the quilt.
What happened last night?
She opened her eyes at that thought. That was actually a really good question. Something nagged her at the back of her mind that something was wrong, something wasn't right. Ignoring the stabbing pain in the base of her skull, she racked her brain. Last night they'd gotten back from the center of the Earth where they'd ran back to the TARDIS while the Silurians would sleep for another 1000 years and… that was it. She and the Doctor then took everyone else home. Right?
Amy racked her memory feeling like she'd missed something, something important, but she just… couldn't. It was like something was preventing her from doing so.
She shrugged and resolved to ask the Doctor. Amy got up from bed, her headache blessedly subsiding.
As she made her way down the staircase to the console room that was illuminated by golden light she looked for the Doctor and, surprisingly, he wasn't there. Her brow furrowed, for this was probably the first time she'd ever woken up and hadn't found him here.
Maybe Time Lords do sleep…
Amy smirked at the thought. Every time she asked him when he slept, he always responded that Time Lords didn't need to.
She walked back up the stairs to search for him, possibly find his room. Instead of the usual hallway that connected to the staircase she was currently on, it was a different one with only 4 doors total in the corridor.
Assuming it was the TARDIS trying to help her out and make her search a little bit easier, she grinned and whispered, "Thanks!"
She opened the first door to find… a supply closet. It was full to the brim with various assortments of tools. It was so full in fact that the contents of the closet started to sway towards her. Amy let out a slight shriek of surprise before closing it and leaning her back against the door, preventing herself from being crushed.
A little weird but I guess it makes a little sense considering how clumsy the Doctor is. He's probably constantly knocking things over in his room.
Amy giggled at the thought, but then stopped.
It's not that funny…
Shaking her head, dismissing it as not being fully awake, she moved onto the next door.
A couple of doors later, all she'd found was a plain bedroom and a bathroom, and there was now only one door left. It was dark blue and looked old and weathered, but not cheap, almost antique. Amy smiled to herself thinking that she should probably have checked this door first because if the Doctor's room was behind any of these doors, it would've been this one.
Amy gently twisted the bronze knob on the door and eased the door open. She peered in and was welcomed by dark blue walls- the same color as the door except the fact that they looked like they'd been re-painted recently- with rich mahogany furniture that sat on a plush, cream carpet. There were all sorts of trinkets and gizmos littered all around the room along with what looked like half-finished projects, and pictures littering the place.
A large four-poster bed sat with the headboard against the left wall of the room. The quilt was black with dark blue edges and white pinpricks against the black that looked like stars on a night sky. Under the covers was the Doctor, dead to the world with his chest rising and falling slowly. His dark brown hair was sticking up everywhere with his face partially buried in his pillow.
Amy tip-toed over slowly, as if she was approaching a wild animal. She had no idea how he'd react if he woke up and noticed she was in his room. Would it be against some Time Lord-y rules or something?
Finally, she stood over the Doctor's sleeping body, who gave no signs of waking up anytime soon, debating on what to do. It was tempting to wake him up, but he looked so peaceful, a complete contrast to his usual hyper, bouncing-off-the-walls self.
She subconsciously tapped her foot on the carpet and bit her lip as she thought of what to do. However, before she could get very far in her thoughts, she heard a groan from the Doctor as he started to wake up. Deciding she should let him know that she was here now rather than him find out later, she crept over and whispered, "Doctor?"
The Doctor's eyes snapped open the moment he heard his name. Thoughts were painfully racing through his head due to the pounding headache he had. His most prominent thought at the moment was, Who is in my room, and why?
He sat up, rubbing his eyes and located the speaker. The Doctor rubbed his eyes, forcing himself and his still groggy mind to focus.
"Amy, not to be rude, but what are you doing in my room?"
She raised an eyebrow at him, and smirked. "So you do sleep then?"
"No Amy, I just lay here and pretend to sleep. What do you think?" The Doctor rolled his eyes at his companion. Normally he would be a bit less snippy, but even he didn't appreciate being woken up. "So, back to my question, what are you doing here?"
"Well someone's woken up on the wrong side of the bed this morning…" Amy grumbled, still smirking slightly. "I had a question to ask you and you weren't in the console room which I thought odd since you're always there in there when I wake up, so I went looking for you."
The Doctor looked at her expectantly, but when Amy just looked back at him confusedly, he sighed. "Well, what was it you wanted to ask me, then?"
Amy smacked a palm to her forehead. "Right! Sorry, still kind of tired."
She paused before continuing, and looked at him oddly. "Is it just me, or do you feel like there's this huge gap missing from last night? I just know I've forgotten something, but I can't remember what…"
Now that she mentioned it, the Doctor knew what she meant. He furrowed his brow, trying to remember the events from last night, and could feel that there was definitely a huge blank spot. And not just from the night before, but from many days and nights previous.
"No, it's not just you Pond… I'll meet you in the console room in a couple minutes, but keep thinking about it! Don't let the feeling that you've forgotten something slip away because I have a feeling that we weren't meant to be left with that much…" The Doctor hopped out of bed as Amy started to walk towards the door.
"Okay!"
However, by the time both the Doctor was dressed and met with Amy in the console room, both had completely forgotten about the conversation earlier and the inkling that something in their lives wasn't quite right.
A/N Sorry there wasn't much going on in this chapter, but it'll start to pick up in a couple chapters, I just needed to establish why Rory isn't there. So basically, this is an AU where both Amy and the Doctor forget Rory, instead of just Amy. I believe that's it, but if anyone is confused, feel free to ask. Please review! =D
Oh, and another thing, I don't really like the title, but I seriously can't think of one. I would really appreciate some ideas for a title, so if you could put your ideas in your reviews, I would be really thankful =) Thanks!