This is my first fanfic, basically starts from the eleventh hour when the doctor comes back but the prisoner zero thing doesn't happen.
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Amys POV
That was the worst job ever. I swear, that guy was way too clingy. I'm in a foul mood and all I want to do is collapse into my bed, curl up into a ball and sleep forever. I go on autopilot. I open my gate without thinking, walk up the path and reach for the door handle. It's not there. The door's already open. That's not right, no one else lives here, it's just me and I locked the door before I left. There's someone in my house.
I walk in slowly, my head darting around in every direction. Something catches my eye, there's a baseball bat behind the door "for emergencies". I pick it up, I think this counts as one. I begin to walk through the house, nothing down stairs, then I heard it.
"Amelia!"
My name, or sort of, no one had called me that for years. I take the stairs slowly, one step at a time, terrified of what I'll find, who I'll find. When I reach the top, my heart stops.
It's him. That amazing, mad, wonderful, ridiculous man. That amazing, mad, wonderful, ridiculous man that left me. Twelve years. Twelve years and four psychiatrists. How could he do that to me, he ruined my life. I see red.
Before I realise it's even me my arms are moving and the baseball bat collides with his head. Lying there on the ground.
The Doctor.
I used to wait for him. Every night I would wait. I'd sit by my window and watch and wait for the Doctor to appear in his blue box and take me away. I was so sure he would come back for me, he promised. My aunt started to worry, she said it wasn't healthy. You see everyone thought he wasn't real, they thought he was my imaginary friend, that I made him up. But I knew the truth, I knew he was real, he wasn't made up he wasn't a dream, it was all real, the raggedy man in the blue police box who hated apples and yoghurts and bacon and beans and bread and butter and who loved fish fingers and custard. That brilliant man who made me laugh and who was going to take me away. I knew he was real. So I used to fight them, all the people who said he wasn't. How dare the say my he didn't excist. They didn't know anything! I'd had four psychiatrists because I kept biting them. They thought I was mad at school. Mad Amy Pond, that's who I was. I was always in trouble at school, I hated every minute of it.
All my hopes were shattered the day realisation dawned on me that he wasn't coming back and then I stopped waiting for him. But I never stopped believing because I knew it was true. I was there and it happened and nothing could change that. I may have given up on him but I hadn't forgotten him.
And now he was back for me, after all this time and I hadn't the faintest idea what to do. Admittedly, knocking him out with a baseball bat wasn't the best idea. But I was angry. He really hurt me, but I know deep down I have to forgive him. After all he is my raggedy doctor.
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