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R & R?

Chapter 1

"Damn it!" Exclaimed Amy slamming her fist down on the wretched machine in front of her. She tried turning one of the dials. Nothing. She growled in frustration.
"I told you not to mess with it." Said Rory, who was sat in the Doctor's new swivel chair looking rather smug.
"You're so helpful Rory, thank you!" She snapped sarcastically.
"Just wait until the Doctor finally gets himself out of bed, he'll know what to do."
"Oh my god, he's going to kill me!" Amy ran her fingers through her hair and turned back to glare at the machinery. She hopelessly flicked a switch.
"Like I'm going to let that happen." Said Rory comfortingly. It was sweet of him, but Amy knew that if the two men had a fight the Doctor would definitely win. Of course Amy didn't think that the Doctor would literally kill her but she knew that he would despise her if she had broken his TARDIS.

"Do either of you know where I could buy a new fez?" The Doctor's voice drifted through from one of the back rooms and he entered.
Oh god, oh god, oh god thought Amy.
"I rather miss mine." The Doctor continued. "It was really rude of you and River to..." He took one look at their guilty faces.
"What's going on?" He demanded looking from one human face to the other.
"Doctor, I..." But before Amy could finish the TARDIS lunged forward with a jerk so violent Amy and Rory were flung into the door. Amy groaned and lifted her hand to her aching head. It was bleeding. Amy tried to stand up but the TARDIS lunged again Amy fell back into darkness.

"Amy! Amy, wake up. Please, Amy! Wake up!"
Rory was stood over Amy, crying and shaking her. The Doctor had already told him that she would be fine and he wasn't going to waste his breath telling him again. Amy would wake up soon but the Doctor wasn't really concerned about her. He was concerned about his TARDIS. What the hell had Amy done to it? It wasn't responding to anything he tried. It was completely frozen.
"What did she do, Rory?" The Doctor asked.
"I-I don't kn-know" Stammered Rory.
"Well, what was she trying to do?"
"She..." Rory went very red.
"What? Rory, it is of vital importance that you tell me!" The Doctor often had little patience with Rory; he was annoying at the best of times.
"She was trying to go back to my birth. I won't show her my baby photos because..." The Doctor tuned out he didn't really need to know the details. Usually he would have made a sarcastic comment but this situation was serious. The TARDIS had stopped moving, but without his machines, the doctor had no idea if it was safe to exit.

A yawn from Amy caused the Doctor to turn around and his face instantly softened. He had been kidding himself earlier, of course he cared about Amy, he would probably sacrifice the TARDIS for her if he had to.
She is a married woman now Doctor he reminded himself.

Amy sat up and rubbed her eyes, confused. Then it all came flooding back to her.
"Doctor, I'm so sorry!"
The Doctor walked over to her and held out a hand to help her up. Rory stepped out of the way muttering "don't mind me". Rory needed to stop being so insecure. It wasn't as though she had feelings for the doctor anymore. She was married.
"I don't think it was you." Said the Doctor frowning.
"What?" Said Amy and Rory at the same time.
"A human couldn't have caused it to seize up like that; it must have been something more powerful. Something out there." The Doctor looked towards the door.
"Wait, so you're saying that it's just a coincidence that on the day Amy fancies herself as a time lady, some big, powerful thing decides to break our TARDIS." Rory said sceptically.
"My TARDIS." The Doctor corrected. "And, yes, that is exactly what I'm saying."
Rory stayed silent, unable to come up with a witty comeback.
"So, what do we do now?" Amy asked.
"I say we investigate. What's the worst that could happen?" Said the Doctor grinning.
"Death?" Said Rory, but his comment was ignored.
"Come on then." Said Amy, heading for the door.
"I don't think so." Said Rory. "You're staying here."
"No I am not!" Declared Amy, outraged.
"You are and that is an order!"
"Nobody orders me around, Rory Williams!" Amy walked so close to him that their faces were almost touching. Although she suspected that her intimidation method wasn't going as well as she'd planned because Rory's expression didn't change. He sighed.
"Will you tell her Doctor?" Rory asked the other man.
"Amy, stay here while us men go and check that it's safe." The Doctor told her. Amy wasn't happy but she took a seat nonetheless.
"You two are so sexist!"
"Yes, yes." Said the Doctor.

The Doctor left the TARDIS with Rory and he had to admit that he was quite pleased to have not fallen to his death. For some reason being with Amy had put him in a much better mood. He looked around. They were in space. Rory had his mouth open. It was beautiful but the Doctor had seen scenes like this many times so he was used to it. They appeared to be in an oxygen dome, understandable, they were in space after all. The Doctor explained this to Rory, but he didn't seem to take any of it in. It was only then that the doctor noticed something odd, Time machines. Thousands of them all around.

The doctor gestured to Rory and they approached the closest one. It was the Basic Operator Of Time Travel, invented in 8012, more commonly known as the BOOTT. Not as good a name as TARDIS, in the Doctors opinion. It looked like a car though, which was a little more subtle than a police box. A blonde woman was looking under the bonnet.
"What the hell?" She muttered to herself, clearly she was having problems with her controls as well; something was pulling all time travellers here, like a magnet. But what could it possibly be?

"Excuse me?"
The blonde turned around and both of the Doctor's hearts almost stopped beating.
It can't be her, she's dead But that didn't stop the Doctor from staring at her and hoping that it was true, that it was really her.
"Jenny." He said his voice barely more than a whisper. She was clearly feeling uncomfortable.
"Do I know you?" She asked, looking confused.
"Do you know her?" Rory asked, the Doctor noticed that he was staring at her too, but in a completely different way.
"She's my daughter." Said the Doctor. Jenny and Rory both gaped at him. Then Jenny's mouth curved up into a big smile.
"Hello Dad."