Amy looked from one of their faces to the other , she couldn't believe it. It was like they had been edited out of their own lives – lives of dashing between planets and stars : saving people and civilisations without time to stop or think. And here they were, entered into the life she had now – a quiet happy settled marriage to a man she knew would do anything for her , and her for him.
But within a split second Amy had overcome her disbelief and a wave of sheer delight washed over her. "River ! Doctor !" she cried running over to them and embracing River while Rory and the Doctor laughed fondly. Amy felt like she hadn't seen her daughter for so long , if she thought carefully she could probably have worked it out to only have been about a year (in her timeline of course) but a feeling of massive relief struck her whenever she saw River again and she felt unable to let go of River for fear she would disappear away as quickly as she appeared. Evidence of the feelings that lingered from that day years in the future when Melody would be taken away from her at the hands of Kovarian and the Silence .
When Amy had finally finished hugging River and had got over the shock of seeing her , her thoughts turned to the Doctor. He was still smiling as he cried "Amelia Pond !" and she threw her arms around his shoulders nearly knocking him over in her excitement.
They all sat out in the garden throughout that day and late into the evening. They talked and talked, Rory and Amy hearing tales of the Doctor and River's adventures . It seemed like they were the perfect pair for protecting worlds and species and this was confirmed by many victories : the time River stopped a slitheen from stealing the lost moon of poosh while the Doctor (armed of course with his trusty sonic screwdriver ) had ensured a huge starliner with over 300,000 people had made it safely to Clom even after all seventeen of its engines were destroyed by the fire breathing slugs of Sibelius 7 who had found their way on-board. Amy couldn't remember smiling or laughing as much in the past ten years as she did that evening but in the back of her mind a feeling of sorrow was building ; she knew that sooner or later River and the Doctor would have to fly away once more and she would go back to the way her life was now : her life of dreaming of adventures – not living them.
