Amy was surprised to find that, after all that had happened that day, her phone had made it into the past with her.
The Doctor had, at some point, fixed it so that it worked without a cell phone tower (thank goodness, as it would be a few years before such a thing popped up anywhere) and Rory had managed to create some kind of charger for it that fed off a light bulb, so it was quite usable, and what Amy used it for was to communicate with the year 2012 and the people there.
Generally that wound up being a certain curly haired time traveller with a habit of forgetting to check her email whose messages were brief at best and cryptic at worst.
September 4th
From: amypond
To: drrsong
Subject: Hello Sweetie
Hi River! Found your email address on the university website. We managed to get my phone working here, so I thought we could keep in touch! Write back ASAP if this works!
Love,
Mum (Amy)
December 12th
From:drrsong
To: amypond
Subject: Re: Hello Sweetie
Hello Mother. I got your message.
Love,
River
P.S. Very clever with your subject. Do not steal my catchphrase.
December 23rd
From: amypond
To: drrsong
Subject: Merry Christmas
Dear River,
Good to know that this address works. :)
Your father and I want wish you a Merry Christmas. Hugs and kisses to you and your husband. By the way, how is he? Had he found someone to travel with?
Love,
Mum
December 30th
From:drrsong
To: amypond
Subject: The Doctor is fine
Dear Mum,
The Doctor is fine. He wasn't happy to see you and dad go, but he has found someone now, a lovely girl named Clara. I have reason to believe that he will be alright.
Thank you for the holiday well wishes. It turned out that spending Christmas at the university is much nicer and more festive than it was in prison. I saw the Doctor as well, which is not always a given. I hope your Christmas went well.
Love,
River
March 5th
From: amypond
To: drrsong
Subject: Asking for Advice
Dear River,
Rory and I have been thinking we might adopt, now that we've settled in a bit here. What do you think?
Miss you,
Mum
March 29th
From:drrsong
To: amypond
Subject: Re: Asking for Advice
Dear Mother,
I think that you should do it. :)
Miss you too,
River
June 6th
From: amypond
To: drrsong
Subject: Meet Anthony Williams
We took your advice in the end. Anthony is perfect in every respect and the most happy baby you've ever seen. I'm sending you a picture. :)
Know, Melody, that we haven't forgotten you, nor is our Anthony replacing you. In fact, I wish you were here now. I'm sure that you'll find some way to meet him (as you always seem to) but just in case, we'll tell him everything about you and that wonderful husband of yours.
Love,
Mum
October 1st
From:drrsong
(Transcripted from unknown source)
To: amypond
Subject: Sorry for the wait
Terribly sorry it's been so long STOP I'm writing from a couple years before you on a telegraph STOP I'm here with my colleagues Anita and Dave and just thought I'd say hello STOP Loved the adorable pictures of my little brother STOP Give him my love STOP Love, River STOP
October 31st
From: amypond
To: drrsong
Subject: Happy Halloween
Happy Halloween River! I've attached a picture of your brother for you. Your father says hello!
Love,
Mum
December 1st
From:drrsong
To: amypond
Subject: Your First Thanksgiving
Dear mother,
How was your first Thanksgiving, as you are new to America? I hope it was splendid. The Doctor says hello, as do I.
Just as a side note, I've been offered a job on an expedition to the Library, a planet which has been sealed for ages. My husband is uncharacteristically against it, but it sounds interesting. What do you think?
Love,
River
December 11th
From: amypond
To: drrsong
Subject: Do it!
Dear River,
Thanks for the well wishes. Thanksgiving was strange, since we're not accustomed to it, but we had a decent go if it on Anthony's behalf.
As for your question, if it sounds fun, do it! Don't puzzle over it for ages - jump at your chance! :)
Love,
Mum
January 1st
From:drrsong
To: amypond
Subject: Love You
Dear Mother,
Just writing to tell you I love you. The Library is very nice. The Doctor is even here, in a manner of speaking.
Goodbye,
Your loving daughter, Melody Pond