UNDER THE WEATHER
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Amelia Pond, girl with a fairytale name….belive me, she was not feeling like she was in a fairytale at the moment. She was wide awake, and it was 4 in the morning, and no she wasn't partying til the early hours, she just couldn't fall asleep, her head and throat were aching, and she felt like she had been run over by a bus… six times.
Amelia got out of bed, and as she enveloped herself in her blanket, she made her way to the kitchen. She somewhat resembled a zombi, her limbs were moving sleepily, her hair was ruffled and tangled, and her nose was red and swollen.
When she arrived she sat down at the head of the table, and lay her head down on the cold surface.
''Doctor?Why are you awake?'' she murmured as the Doctor walked in the kitchen with a book underneath his armpit
''Ah, Amy, I was doing some reading and thought I could use some mint offence Pond, but you look like hell, are you okay?''
''Yeah, fine, just a bit under the weather….Hey could you give me somethng for my head, it's killing me? Amy asked as she lifted her head and looked at him pleadingly with her big green eyes that were now bloodshot, and were encircled with dark rings
''Sure, want some tea as well?''
''Nah, my throat hurts.''
''Here you go'' said the Doctor as he put a stetson on her head
''Doctor, what are you doing?''
''You said you need something for your head, i got you a stetson, stetsons are cool.''
''Are you kidding me? Doctor, my head hurts, I need medication.''
''Oh, something like a pill, right?''
''Yes! Oh for God's sake, please tell me you have some medication on board!''
''Well….''
''Well, what?''
''Not really…'' the Doctor anwsered with a face of a child that has been caught with his hand in the cookie jar
''What? What do you do when you have a cold? You've had other companions before, what did they do?''
''I don't get sick so often, and they were never sick!''
''What? That's impossible, Doctor!''
''You know, when i think, that is a bit strange…''
''Oh it doesn't, matter anyway…. I'm going to bed, Doctor'' Amy muttered tiredly
''Oi, Pond! Stay where you are, you're sick and I am going to take care of you, my little human. Oh, wait, you're sick, might be best if we get you to bed. Come along, Pond!'' he yelled as he exited the room
''Oh, have I gotten myself into?No wonder his earlier companions were ''never sick''…'' Amy muttered
''I heard that Pond! Come along, the Doctor will take care of you!''
''Fine, I'm coming…''
…..1 hour later…
Amelia Pond was lying in her bed, sleeping. The room floor was covered in tissues, the Doctor was sitting in a rocking chair with a Harry Potter and the prisoner of Azkaban book in his lap, he fell asleep, and was quietly snoring, his bowtie was undone, and his glasses crooked. He looked a bit like and older brother who was taking care of his little sister. He took care of her, he always did, not only when she was sick, but also when she needed a friend to talk to or a shoulder to cry on, he was always there, taking care of his Amelia Pond, girl with a fairytale name.
THE END
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