Hi again. Thanks to everyone who reviewed. I know this chapter is a bit boring and I had writers block at the time, but I had to get it out of the way. The next update could take quite a while. It all depends because I am a bit unorganized and forgetful ;)
Please review anyway.
Next chapter is better.
The Doctor stood at the TARDIS console, staring at the many switches and buttons until they blurred. Why did he get this strange feeling in his hearts whenever he thought about the baby Amy was going to have in nine months' time?
He heard feet behind him. Turning around he saw Amy, wearing a dressing gown and an anxious expression.
"Hello Amelia" he said.
"Amy" she corrected him, not that she really minded. "I couldn't sleep"
"What, already?" he asked "that's going to get worse"
"Please don't say that" she said.
He glanced at her stomach, he couldn't help it, and his hearts got that strange fluttery feeling again.
000
2 MONTHS.
Amy looked at the breakfast sitting in front of her. The sight of it made her stomach turn over. She pushed it away from her and rubbed her eyes. Morning sickness had kept her awake. Again.
Rory looked at her, concerned.
"Well, you have to eat something, you're carrying an extra person and also…"
He trailed off when he saw Amy glaring at him.
"Don't finish that sentence" she said menacingly.
Rory closed his mouth quickly.
"Oh crap" moaned Amy, jumping up from the table and heading for the bathroom to be sick again.
"Two months down, 7 more to go" said The Doctor cheerfully.
Rory smacked his head down on the table.
000
3 MONTHS.
"So we can definitely stay on the TARDIS?" Amy questioned him for probably the millionth time that day.
"Yes" said The Doctor "if that's what you want" anything to keep Amy happy, he thought in his head.
Amy thought for a moment. She didn't want to leave The Doctor, of course she didn't. But she didn't want her child growing up on the TARDIS. But it should be fine if the child was still young enough to forget when they left the TARDIS.
She turned to Rory. "Do you mind staying on the TARDIS for now?"
Rory looked at her; having the same thought that The Doctor had a second before. "That's fine with me"
"Great" said Amy relieved. She turned and left.
Later that day The Doctor was walking round the TARDIS corridors. He liked to discovering new rooms he never knew were there. He walked past a room with Donna written on the door, only this time it sounded suspiciously like there was sound coming from it. He opened up the door, curiously, he gasped in horror.
There was paint EVERYWHERE covering the carpet and the ceilings, not to mention covering the walls.
"Amy, what's going on?" he asked, she turned around.
"Oh, I'm painting the room for the baby, do you want to help?" she offered him a paint brush.
"No thanks" said The Doctor, backing away quickly.
000
5 MONTHS.
Amy stormed into the control room.
"Why aren't you dressed yet?" asked The Doctor.
"Because" said Amy "There is nothing to wear"
The Doctor looked at her. "Nothing to wear, you women are ridiculous, I have the one of the biggest wardrobes in the universe and you have nothing to wear, I have clothes for everyone in there"
Amy stared at him for a long time. "Everyone except pregnant women" she practically growled at him.
The Doctor jumped back in alarm.
"Did it ever occur to you that it may be useful to keep some in there, just in case?"
"Well-"
"Sort it out" god this woman was scary sometimes.
"Okay" he agreed quickly.
000
7 MONTHS
Amy glared at the bowl in front of her.
"That is NOT what I asked for" she stated.
"You asked for chocolate ice cream" Rory reminded her.
"I asked for DOUBLE chocolate ice-cream, can't you tell the difference?"
"Of course I can tell the difference, do you want me to get you some double chocolate ice cream?" asked Rory.
"Yeah, and take this with you" she said, throwing the unwanted bowl of ice cream at him.
Rory wiped ice cream out of his hair and walked off to the TARDIS kitchen.
The Doctor watched the scene with interest. Poor Rory, pregnancy hormones were not fun. Neither were cravings for double chocolate ice cream.
000
9 MONTHS
The Doctor was lying under the main console. He was supposed to be untangling the wires, but his mind was on other things.
It was only a matter of time before there would be a screaming baby on the ship with them. Thinking about the baby felt strange. Like his own family he had once had.
Amy and Rory were starting a family now. He would be left alone again.
"Doctor" came a slightly panicked voice from behind him. He sat up and hit his head on the bottom of the console.
"What" he said getting up and rubbing his head.
"You need to get me to a hospital" said Amy.
"Why? Are you hurt?" then it clicked with him.
"Doctor, the bay's coming"
