I have always loved/been intrigued by Amy and Rory's relationship. So basically this is my version of how they met and fell in love. The basics were all given in the show like when they met, how Amy found out Rory liked her, all that jazz. So this is all of those in between parts that we never really hear about. The Doctor really isn't in this, sorry I know, but this is about the part of their lives where everyone thought he was just an imaginary friend.

Never in her life had she been this excited about anything. She rushed about her room grabbing a suitcase for some clothes and the things she would need when the raggedy man who called himself the Doctor came back. She didn't have much time to get her things together; after all he had said he would only be gone five minutes. Then the strange man who ate fish fingers and custard would be back for her and would take her places in his blue box. She wasn't quite sure how that was going to work. How could both of them and her things fit in that blue box? Maybe she should have picked a smaller one. How big could that box be anyways? He said there was a pool inside, but how could you fit a pool in a blue box? Should she have packed a swim suit too? It couldn't hurt to bring one just in case the raggedy man wasn't completely mad and there was somehow a pool in that fantastic blue box. She hastily threw a swim suit on top of the clothes in her bag and ran back downstairs and out the back door. She threw her suitcase on the ground and sat down on top of it, staring at the place where she had last seen the blue box that the raggedy Doctor disappeared in. Time must have slowed down because this was the longest five minutes she had ever endured in her seven years. She felt her eyes getting heavy and tried to fight off the drowsiness that was slowly overcoming her. She had to stay awake. He promised that he would be back. If he came back and she was asleep he might think she was too much of a baby to bring her with him. "Stay awake, stay awake" she told herself as sleep slowly took over.

When Amelia Pond opened her eyes she felt the same crushing disappointment that she felt that morning five years ago when she woke up to find the Raggedy Doctor hadn't come back for her. That morning when she woke up she thought maybe it had all been a dream, but when she found the kitchen in a mess and leftover fish fingers and custard she knew that he was real. Four bitten psychiatrists and one very annoyed Aunt Susan later she still fiercely believed in her Raggedy Doctor and no one was going to convince her that he was imaginary.

She rolled over as she heard her aunt call up the stairs, telling her it was time for her to get ready for her first day of secondary school. Her eyes fell on her recreations of that mad man and his blue box that she encountered what felt like forever ago. She sat up in bed, rubbing the sleep out of her eyes, and swung her feet around to the side. Time to get ready for another year of school, where the other kids would think she was strange or mad because of her stories and she would sit quietly waiting for the day to be over so she could get back home to work on her school work and then her drawings of the blue police box and the raggedy man. She got dressed and gathered her things then headed down the stairs to get her breakfast. Her Aunt Sharon was sitting at the table reading the day's paper. She looked tired as she glanced up at Amelia and pointed at the toast that was waiting to be eaten. Sometimes Amelia felt bad for Aunt Sharon, but then Sharon would try to tell her that her Raggedy Doctor was "just a well thought out imaginary friend" or that "you're just going through a phase and one day you won't even remember this Doctor fellow Amelia". After Sharon said something like that Amy would storm away. Just leaving and slamming a door was easier than arguing with Aunt Sharon about her Raggedy Doctor who she knew was real. Amelia grabbed a piece of toast and sat down opposite to Aunt Sharon, munching away and waiting for the morning small talk to begin.

"So Amelia, are you excited about your first day of Secondary School?" Aunt Susan didn't even look up at her as she asked this, obviously only speaking just to fill the silence.

Amelia knew exactly what answer was expected of her. No one really wanted to know that she didn't want to go to school. That she didn't want the same kids from every other year of school to stare and whisper about the mad Scottish girl. So she plastered a smile on and told her with all of the enthusiasm that she could muster "Yeah I am! I can't wait!" She held the smile as Aunt Sharon glanced up at her and nodded.

Sharon glanced at her watch then set the paper down. "Well we better get going Amelia. You wouldn't want to be late on your first day."

As her aunt grabbed her keys and bag Amelia finished off the last bit of her toast and brushed the crumbs of the front of her shirt. She stood up, grabbed her school bag, and walked slowly and quietly as if she were walking towards her doom and not just the front door of the house.

Amelia approached the large double doors of the school with a feeling she couldn't quite describe in the pit of her stomach. The other kids were rushing around her, all of them trying to get to their classes on time. Most of them didn't even notice her, but a select few of them ran into her on purpose and pushed her or whispered things and pointed in her direction. In her mind she could easily figure out what they were saying. "There goes mad Amelia Pond. Don't get too close to her or she might bite you and spread her crazy to you." Despite the whispers, pushing, and pointing she held her head high. She was Amelia Pond and she wasn't going to let them get her down.

She walked into her classroom and found a table in the back corner of the room near a window that faced the schoolyard. This was the perfect place to sit because she could easily look out the window and imagine her Raggedy Doctor standing in the grass leaning against his blue police box waving at her. There were two other kids at the table already, a boy and a girl, but she didn't recognize them. They obviously weren't from the usual group that poked fun at her so they were most likely safe to sit with. The boy was looking down at his hands which were splayed out on the table while the girl who was sitting next to him was looking out the window and twirling a braid around her finger. Amelia sat her books down on the table and that seemed to get the attention of the other two. The boy didn't say anything; he just stared at her like she had a third eye in the middle of her forehead. The girl, on the other hand, looked at Amelia and smiled, her teeth startlingly white against her dark skin.

"Hullo, I'm Melody, but you can call me Mels, what's your name?" she asked, smile still plastered on her face, her eyes looking right into Amelia's.

"Amelia. Um, I'm Amelia Pond." Amelia was slightly taken aback by the friendliness of this girl, Mels. No one at the school had ever really cared to get to know her or befriend her. They were all too busy listening to the stories about her. Mel must be new.

Mel seemed content after learning her new table member's name and turned back towards the window and resumed twirling her braid around her finger. Seeing that Mel wasn't interested in learning anything else about her at the moment, Amelia turned to look at the boy. As soon as her eyes were on him he blushed and ducked his head. "What's your name?" she asked softly. The boy seemed awfully shy, but he had a nice face with a nose that was just a bit too long.

He lifted his head and looked her in the eyes for a split second and then proceeded to look nervously around the room like he was afraid to make eye contact with her again. He finally looked back at his hands, still splayed on the table "R-Rory Williams."

"Nice to meet you Rory Williams, I'm Amelia Pond."

I hope you all enjoyed what you read! There is much more to come. Please send in reviews, constructive criticism is always welcome!