The Doctor saw it. The opprotunity. The chance. The chance to see his one love again. The chance to see her again.
He gripped the handle and eyed it carefully. One pull of this and they would be off to the same place he said goodbye to her, what felt like, a million years ago. He looked up and gulped. Amy sat next to Rory, talking about something not as important as this, he was sure. He gripped the handle tighter.
"Amy, Rory," he finally spoke. The two looked up.
"Yes, Doctor?" Amy asked, smiling as she stood up and slid around the Tardis' control panel. The Doctor gripped the handle even tighter, which he didn't even know was possible.
"Howsa' bout' another adventure, eh'?" he smiled. He let out a small sigh and pulled the lever hard. Amy gave him a look of confusion, as did Rory, yet the two got knocked off their feet as the Tardis shook and spun rapidly through who-knows-what. The Doctor ran around grabbing levers, pushing buttons, and spinning wheels.
Eventually the shaking stopped. It was silent. The Doctor felt a lump in his throat.
"Doctor, where are we?" Rory spoke, easily standing up, for he felt dizzy. The Doctor just sat where he was, squatting on one knee still holding on to a handle. Amy looked at Rory, a bit worried. Rory shrugged.
"Doctor, I-" Amy got cut off by the Doctor's rapid dash to the door. He pulled it open to see the waves, and the sand.
"Oh, the beach!" Amy smiled, bounding next to the Doctor. The Doctor felt the lump get larger as he remembered the day he left her once again. He spun, gripping the door's side. He couldn't go out and find her. She was probably furious. He just left. He never said goodbye. He just...left.
Amy eyed him closely, geting close to his face. "Doctor, why are we at the beach?" The Doctor looked up at her, a few strands of hair in his face.
"Not beach," his voice was soft, and sounded like he had to strain to speak, "bay." he nodded. Amy tilted her head.
"Bay?" she asked. The Doctor nodded.
"Bad Wolf Bay."