For Taylie (Taylor Grace). Happy 15th!

While She Slept

The Doctor stroked Amy's hair as she slept, feeling the soft silk-like texture between his fingers. She looked so peaceful in her sleep, so beautiful, her features all looked completely relaxed. The Doctor imagined that whatever it was that had plagued her dreams just moments before had left speedily, realising it didn't want to mess with Amelia Pond's mind. And he couldn't blame them, he wouldn't want to mess with her. But right now she didn't look like the strong, tough girl he knew, she looked calm, peaceful, and that made her look young and vulnerable. He knew he should probably move. He had only come in to her room to calm her down when a nightmare forced her away, but now she had fallen asleep against him, her head gently lent against his chest, her fingers lightly gripping his shirt. He didn't have the heart to move her, he found himself wrapping one arm around her protectively, keeping the other locked in her hair.

Amy slept peacefully for hours and after a while the Doctor found himself dozing in a half-asleep, half-awake state. It had been such a long time since he had had someone lying beside him and he couldn't deny that he liked it. He loved feeling someone else's warm body against his, he loved knowing he wasn't completely alone. He loved Amy.

Wait, what? Back up. Had he really thought that? He must be over-tired. Or maybe he was really thinking that. He opened his eyes and looked at Amy, shocked to find her eyes open, watching him. He blushed unconsciously, as though Amy could read his thoughts. He found himself flustered and struggled for words so didn't speak.

"Doctor…" Amy said softly, sleepily, "You stayed."

She was smiling gratefully. The Doctor hugged her slightly tighter and smiled back, "Yeah, I did."

"Thank you," she whispered, before moving slightly and kissing him.

The Doctor didn't move, he remained completely frozen, shocked. Amy's lips were soft. She seemed to realise the Doctor wasn't responding and started to move away, but the Doctor stopped her. He held her head gently in both his hands and shook his head just slightly, "Oh Amelia," he whispered, before kissing her back.

Taylor, it's 11/Amy and it's fluffy. You better appreciate what writing this did to me. :P Love ya, really. Hope you like it.

R&R everyone :D