The shadows on the moon did wonders on her eyes as she stood by and watched the night drift by. Her back was against the cool grass and she could feel the chill working its way up her spine. 'That's not the only feeling creeping up there' she thought as she closed her lids against the onslaught of tears. Elizabeth the first. "Well, she thought she was the first." The Dreamlord's words became her own as she spoke, her voice harboring a bitterness she could not explain. Would she be the first with his eleventh body? Or was she just that naive? Amy could believe anything she put her mind to, she had been the one who proved time and again that the 'raggedy Doctor' was not a figment of her imagination when everyone was telling her different. So was that the case with this? 'No, he hadn't even kissed anyone other than me,' she thought as she let the thoughts of what the Doctor could be doing with the Queen fill her wondering mind. "It's just a private meeting, Pond," his words of reassurance failing to do their job. Was his body pressed to the Queen's as she dreamed of pressed to hers? Was the Queen living out Amelia Pond's fantasy? Was the Doctor thinking of everything that Amy had dreamed for? Was he thinking of everything that Amy wanted and giving it to Elizabeth? But all her questions remained unanswered, all her less than favorable thoughts left her as she felt a sudden warmth to her left hand. "Had a nice conversation, Pond." He turned to look at her, his eyes dark as they stared into her hazel ones. There was something there that she hadn't seen before, something that rang out 'mine' as he took her other hand in his and rolled onto his side to gaze upon her. Amy found herself mirroring his position and watching his every move. "Just a conversation." And slowly her worry faded as her smile emerged.
So, I am going to write a second chapter to my 'For Amy' fic, yeah? And if you guys like it I'll make it an ongoing one. But this is just something that came to me.