AN: This is my first Doctor Who fanfiction. I love the series and thought I would take a break from the Harry Potter Fanfiction. This story is for the 11th Doctor and Amy Pond. I hope you enjoy it.

Rating: Mature

Paring: The Doctor/Amy

Story Note: This occurs after Amy forgets Rory and feelings become known to the Doctor during their time after the Vincent Van Gogh episode.

The One Night

Amy Pond stood at the doorway of the Tartus watching the Doctor say goodbye to the greatest painter ever known, Vincent Van Gogh. She couldn't help but smile at the dark headed man that wore a raggedy coat and the bowtie he thought was cool.

"You must act on your feelings towards Amy Doctor." said Vincent, who knew quickly that he loved the fiery redhead.

The Doctor turned and looked at the woman that became to mean everything to him in the entire universe. He looked her up and down from her long red hair, fare skin, brown eyes to her well developed womanly figure and long legs.

The Doctor turned back to the painter in front of him. "I do not have romantic feelings towards Pond. She's only a friend."

Vincent shook his head. "I'm a painter Doctor. I observe and see things much differently then you do." He picked up a large canvas that was leaning against his right leg. "I want you to have this Doctor. It's a present for you both." He handed it to him. "I will not take no as answer."

The Doctor quietly looked at the painting. It was of a golden pond with lilies and pads. The shadows and bright colors leaped off it. The Doctor looked up at Vincent and gave him a quick hug and a thank you. Then walked up to Amy and they left the great painter to his last days of when his greatest works would be painted.

Amy sat on the stairs of the Tardis. It was a telephone booth that was bigger on the inside then on the outside. It had many buttons and a screen that looked out of the time machine. The large control panel and engine was at the bottom. The upper floor was were the bedrooms were located.

Amy rose to her feet with the painting in hand trying to figure out where to hang it. She placed it on the wall in several different places and shook her head each time.

The Doctor leaned against the control panel thinking about what Vincent had told him. Was he truly in love with Amelia Pond? He smiled at the long redhead. She was different then from all the other girls that had traveled with him over the years. She cared about him and he knew it.

"Doctor how about here?" asked Amy holding it up against the wall. He smiled. It was the first place she started at. "We can see it each time we walk in."

"It's perfect." said the Doctor and walked over to her and helped her hang it on the wall.

The couple walked over and stood in front of the door. The Doctor gently took Amy's hand into his own and lifted it to his lips. He placed a gentle kiss on top of it.

Amy pulled her hand back blushing as red as her hair. "Doctor!" She said stunned at the gesture. He only kissed her on the forehead. "What are you doing?"

He wrapped his arm around her waist and gently tilted her head up and looked at her full slightly pink lips. "Acting on something I should have done along time ago," and he gently captured her lips with her own.

Amy's body stiffed in shock, but she slowly melted into his arms. She wrapped her arms around his neck and the kiss deepened with each passing minute. They pulled back and smiled at each other. He captured her lips again.

Amy pulled back and straightened his bowtie that had turned during their passionate kissing. "Where to next?" She asked in husky voice that was filled with passion.

"Anywhere you wish." said the Doctor not breaking eye contact.

Amy grabbed his suspenders and gently pulled him along and up the stairs. He took a deep breathe. He felt something stir inside him that he never expected. He wasn't or would never get use to the body he was in, it made him have strange feelings in his chest and longer region. He only knew he wanted her. He always wanted Amelia Pond.

The couple entered the Doctor's bedroom. She quickly turned around and shut the door. She turned and faced him leaning against the door. She locked it with a turn of the lock. She walked up to the man that had changed her life when she was ten years old.

Amy made quickly work of his bowtie and yanked it from around his neck. She pushed his coat off of his shoulders and threw it to the floor. She placed her index finger over his lips just as went to speak. She knew he was going to say something about throwing his bowtie and jacket on the floor. She replaced her finger with her lips.

He slowly unbuttoned his white shirt and removed it throwing it onto the floor not caring about it getting dirty. He made quick work of Amy's clothes leaving her only in her underwear and bra. The Doctor pushed Amy onto the mattress and laid above her supporting his weight with his arms.

Amy moved until she was laying fully on the king size bed. The Doctor had removed the last remaining items of clothing on her and himself. She ran her nails over his slightly muscular body. She felt him shiver.

"You're so beautiful Amelia Pond." whispered the Doctor in her ear. He kissed his way down south showing every inch of her loving attention. "Beautiful." he whispered gently tracing her womanhood and slowly teasing her making her whimper and moan.

"Doctor quit teasing me." whimpered Amy.

He looked up from between her legs and said, "This is payback for all the years of flirting and teasing me Pond," and he went back to what he was doing to her.

Amy grabbed his short dark hair gently pulling it with each movement of his hand and tongue. He chuckled slightly and kissed his way back up leaving his manhood between her legs. He rubbed up against her warm heat. He slowly pushed the tip of his manhood in and out endlessly teasing her. Until he couldn't stand it any longer. He slowly slipped into her warm wet womanhood. They both moaned at the feel of fulfillment. The Doctor quickly knew that Vincent had been right. He belonged with Amy Pond.

The only thing you could hear around the time machine was the sounds of passion between two that cared and loved each other. A love that time couldn't even stop.

The next morning Amy woke in the Doctor's arms. She snuggled deep into his embrace. He pulled her closer and breathed in her scent of peach shampoo she used each morning. He kissed her bare shoulder that peaked out of the sheets.

"Where to my Amy?" asked the Doctor knowing they had been moving through space all night.

Amy rolled over and faced the man that had changed her life forever. She smiled brightly that made the Doctor's heart flip. "America. Las Vegas."

The Doctor swung the sheets over revealing his nude body. "America it is." He said sipping into his pants. He gave Amy a quick peek on the lips and finished getting dressed.

Amy smiled and quickly left the bedroom with the sheets wrapped around her nude body. She walked across the small hall and into her room. She got dressed and met the Doctor down stairs dressed in a red shirt, black shirt and a pair of high heeled knee high boots. She knew that drove the Doctor crazy.

He pulled Amy into his arms and helped her drive the Tartus. He kissed her neck and the made their way through time and over the pond to America.

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