The Doctor and Amy were lounging in the control room. They were currently in a debate about how fishfingers were disgusting. The Doctor, being The Doctor, said they were not disgusting, while Amy was utterly disgusted.
"Amy! Fishfingers and Custard and BEAUTIFUL!" The Doctor shouted. "NO! Ewww. It's worse than... than... than pizza!" Amy shouted. The Doctor's jaw dropped. "You...you hate pizza?!" The Doctor asked, clearly bewildered."Well I hate most pizza, only certain brands are good!" Amy replied as if it were obvious.
The Doctor sighed, he was going to have to take Amy to a pizza parlor in Chicago. He knew just the one, he last went there with Rose and Jack. He shuttered as he remembered the experiece, they were kicked out because aparently calling the waitor a "stupid ape" was insulting. But, it still was fun. He really did miss Rose, and MAYBE Jack a little bit. "Doctor?" Amy asked, noticing his far off expression."Yup? Sorry, I know just the pizza place! It's in Chicago, 1940ish." He said, grinning like a madman.
Amy sighed. She only really liked certain kinds of pizza, and she didn't trust the Doctor's taste buds. After all, he like fishfingers and custard. Before she could object, Rory walked in the console room, holding a bottle of water. "RORY!" The Doctor scolded playfully, "I said no drinks in the console room!" he said as he snatched the water bottle from Rory. This caused Rory to huff in defeat. The Doctor inspected the water bottle for a moment, then all of the sudden he whimpered like he was shocked, and threw the water bottle as hard as he could.
"Doctor?" Rory asked, confused at his scared expression. The Doctor looked up. "I'm alright. I think it was just an old friend playing a trick on me." the Doctor replied. Amy and Rory accepted this, but still a bit suspicious. "Anyways, I will be taking you Ponds to a pizza place in Chicago, one hour." he said strenly. "Why not now?" Amy asked. The Doctor pondered how to respond. He felt the TARDIS tugging in his mind, she was leading him somewhere in the depths of the TARDIS. "I have to fix my sonic screwdriver." he said as if it were obvious. Rory and Amy nodded, and the Doctor took off in the depths of the TARDIS.
He walked down the depths of the TARDIS, following where he was being tugged, by his ship. The halls were dark, as if they were excited and a smidge nervous. His footsteps stopped at a familiar door. The door was a deep red, he hadn't been in this room in his current body. It was Rose's room, he hadn't gone in here since a few days before his regneration.
He walked in. The walls were deep red, like the door. There were pictures of himself, Rose, Jack, and Jackie everywhere. The TARDIS betterhave a good reason to bring him here, he was still sore over Rose. He felt his attention being drawn to a desk. He looked around at her bed,which was a slight dent in it, from when he laid in it while he was grieving Rose, so, so long ago. He walked up to the desk. His attention was pulled towards a drawer. He reached his hand out slowly. He felt the TARDIS hum in anticipation. He settled his hand on the drawer handle. He finally slowly opened the drawer. Inside, he saw the Impossible. His massive brain could not see what he saw. He promptly passed out on Rose's floor.