Hello again everyone! Finally updating. (: I've been getting into Doctor Who, and I have attached myself to this ship, 11th/Amy. And while watching Flesh and Stone and The Hungry Earth, I've seen how he cares about her. This is set after the Doctor pulls Amy away from Rory, and he's apologizing.

"Amy, I'm sorry… I'm sorry, Amy. I don't want to do this, but I must. I'm sorry," the Doctor cried while trying to pull the redhead off the dead Rory, "Amy, you have to come. If you don't, you won't exist anymore! Amy, come on!"

"No, Doctor, no! I can't leave him! We can't leave him here! Please, Doctor!" she begged, fighting against him, kicking her legs around, "Doctor get off of me!"

The Doctor finally got her off the dead man, and into the TARDIS. She was crying, and beating him with her fists, and all he did was hold her close, only wishing that she would stop crying.

She started to calm dow

"Sh… Amy, shh… I'm here, it's okay. Amy… I'm so sorry. Just please stop, stop crying…" the Doctor pet her hair down softly.

He picked up the crying girl, cradling her to him, and carrying her to the couch in her room. She lay her head on his shoulder, wiping her eyes.

"Amy, you have to remember. Try, please?"

She thought for a minute, turning the thought over in her head for a moment, "When we first met, Rory and I… It was actually at a stag party. He was the best man at the wedding, and the groom-to-be threw me on him…" The Doctor cringed at this thought, beautiful Amy being thrown around like a sack of potatoes, "And when we kissed… It was magical. Like, all was right in the world." The Doctor nodded, knowingly, "He took me home, in that awkward way he has… or had, really…" she drifted off, "I don't remember any more… Why can't I remember, Doctor?"

"Amy, that crack in the universe… When it swallowed Rory up, it took everything. He… he never existed…" She hid her face in his shoulder, her tears soaking his jacket, "I'm so sorry."

Suddenly her head perked up, and she looked at the Doctor, "What? Why are you sorry?"

'Well, she's forgotten…' the Time Lord thought, "No reason."

She jumped off his lap, her hair bouncing behind her, "So," she started with her Scottish accent coming out in the word, "Where to now?"

'Now is not the time to confess,' he thought to himself, 'Tell her somewhere…' "I think we're gonna wander about the galaxy for a bit, just float about," he mentally cursed himself, "I could show you the inside of the TARDIS more, you've only seen a bit of it."

She looked at him skeptically, but she accepted it, "Okay! Sounds fun," she thought for a second, "Doctor, are you okay? You look… Out of it."

The Doctor came out of his reverie, "Yeah, perfect, wonderful, good good great! Where do you wanna see first?"

"When I was little, you told me that there was a swimming pool and a library. And then a swimming pool in the library. Show me?" she said giddily.

"Go to the closest, there'll be a selection of suits there. Meet me in the console room in ten minutes."

She ran off, and the Doctor chuckled, untying his bowtie. 'This is gonna be fun…' he thought.