Amy Pond had always dreamed of having a child. Don't all girls? She wanted a little girl who she would name Melody. Melody Pond. A fairy tale name. Amy thought back to when she seven.

She and Rory were playing Family together. They were the Pond family, partly because Amy thought Pond was a better last name, and partly because Rory would do anything to stay friends with Amy. They sat behind Amy's shed and held a plant pot, pretending that was melody.

"Amelia?"

"Yeah Rory?"

"Melody's hungry!"

"Ah yes…I'll feed her. Would you like some coffee?"

"Coffee?"

"Its an adult drink?"

"Ok."

"So how was work at the office today?

"Amelia, I want to be a doctor!"

"Really? How was work at the hospital today?"

"Good! I saved a dozen people…Amelia?"

"Yeah?"

"Melody's tired."

It would go on like that forever, Rory telling her what Melody is feeling, and Amy asking him questions about his day. They weren't very good at being a family back then. But now they had a real baby!

Melody Pond. Amy looked around at her surroundings. White, white, WHITE! It was almost enough to make a girl go mad. Having Melody was very hard. It made it harder that Rory wasn't there to hold her hand too. Oh how she wished she could see his stupid face right now.

Amy looked down at her new child. She was a small, tiny thing. And pink! Very, very pink. Amy loved her though.

Amy heard a noise behind her, and turned around. The Eyepatch lady! The lady giggled and outstretched her hands toward Melody.

"Wha-what do you want with her?"

"Just to look. She'll be fine."

"I don't trust you."

"C'mon dearie. We just need to run some tests on her. Make sure she's in tip-top shape"

"NO!"

"Sweetie, Calm down. We just need to see if she's got…"

The lady stopped talking.

"If she's got what?"

"The right…parentage, my dear."

"No! She's tired. Let her rest."

"Fine! But only for half an hour!"

Then the Eyepatch lady sauntered out of the room. Amy pondered what she meant by "the right parentage". The baby was Rory's. She most definitely, certainly was. Right? Amy thought back to a time when she first started traveling with the doctor. Nah…nothing had happened. Or had it?

They had been in the Tardis Control room. They had just gotten back from an exhilerating adventure on the Deraxercon Moon.

"Amelia Pond, the minute an angry alien tells you to eat a Abasterax fruit, you should eat one!"

"Why? It looked disgusting!"

"Amy, that is beside the point."

"You know, I don't recall you eating one."

"I did too."

"No you didn't"

"Fine, Pond. No I didn't. But I think I may have a couple in the kitchen. We can both eat one, and see if we like it"

They walked back to the kitchen and set two of the bright pink, small, hexagon-shaped fruit on a plate. They sat opposite each other and took a bite out of them. It reminded Amy of the first time they met, when the doctor surprised her by eating Fish Fingers and Custard.

"This is gross, doctor!"

"I know, it weird my old mouth liked this."

"It's strange. I hate it, but I love it too."

"Me too."

And they finished off the batch. Later on, when they both were both back in the tardis control room, things got even more bizarre.

"Doctor…I feel a bit funny."

"Maybe it was the Abasterax fruit."

"Yeah maybe."

"Here let me look it up…maybe you're allergic"

"I don't know it feels sort of…good."

"Good? Oh, it says here that the Abasterax fruit is a…aphrodisiac…and it,um, contains sex pollen…you now I feel a bit funny too."

Then suddenly they were kissing. She was unbuttoning his shirt, while he pulled his hands through her bright red hair.

Amy couldn't remember what happened after that. All she knew was that she woke up in her bed in the morning very confused.

Could he be the father? Rory would be devastated. She just didn't know.