A/N - I hope you all liked the first chapter, thankyou for reading and reviewing. I hope you enjoy this one as much.

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After the Doctor had, rather patronisingly, explained to me that I was in a spaceship that had a seperate dimension on the inside, making it bigger than the external appearance would suggest and that in this spaceship he could travel through a time vortex to anywhere he wanted to go and visit any time, we planned to set off insearch of Amy's Fiance. I won't lie to you, his name has slipped my mind. There's no denying I'm in the forgetful stage of regeneration and it's not a stage I like. I have no trouble remembering my past, but the new things don't tend to sink in until the fifteenth hour.

"Riley.. Are you ready?" The Doctor called to me, snapping my mind away from it's thoughts.

"Yeh." I replied, raising myself from the step I was perched on and walking to Amy's side. Amy had left me to 'Take it all in' and all the while stood watching the Doctor tinkering with switches and buttons.

"You'd better hold on." She warned me, bracing herself.

"For what?" I asked but soon found out the answer. As the Doctor flipped a large handle there was a wheezing noise and the spaceship began to rock and swing about. I quickly took hold of the railing behind me and watched Amy laugh at my minor stumble. A minute later and it had ended, leaving me with one geniune question, "Is it supposed to do that?"

"Not strictly.." The Doctor turned to face me, "It was designed to have six drivers.. but as you can see there's only one." He shrugged.

"Plus he leaves the breaks on" Amy mumbled to me, something she later told me a friend of the Doctors had told her.

"Right." I nodded, releasing my grip from the railing.

"OK then." The Doctor took a deep breath and clapped his hands together as if he was about to say something important, "We should be in leadworth."

"Why are we in Leadworth?" I frowned, following Amy and the Doctor as they headed for the doors. "It doesn't seem to be a particularly interesting place.."

"To find Rory.." Amy threw a curious glance over her shoulder, "I thought I told you he lived here?" She had, I'd just forgotten.

"Yeh, ofcourse.." I said, trying to cover up my mistake. The Doctor pushed the doors open, letting a blast of fresh country air blow in. They led me out and onto a large patch of grass surrounded by small, ageing cottages. Turning on my heel I found the TARDIS' exterior was that of a 1950's police telephone box. How curious. From what the Doctor had told me and what I could already assume from my own knowledge of spaceships, this was a type 40 ship, which mean it contained a chameleon circuit. A chameleon circuit was a device that disguised the TARDIS according to it's setting and time and if my assumptions were correct we were not in London. The point I'm trying to make is, as this type of police box was indigenous to London, there must be a problem with the Chameleon Circuit.

"This way" The Doctor called, once again tearing me away from my thoughts.

"Sorry." I mumbled back at him, They were heading to a quaint white cottage on the corner of the street. The house had a small front garden that consisted of an emerald green lawn, an old brown bench in the corner shaded by a blossom tree and a gravel path leading to the red door. Amy and the Doctor strode up the path, gravel crunching beneath their feet with every step. As I walked, I surveyed the area, young couples and old couples made their way around the streets and several kids ran wildly in no certain direction.

"Rory?" Amy called, creeping through the front door.

"Shouldn't you have knocked?" I cocked an eyebrow, holding back as they both grew further away.

"We're engaged, Riley." Amy called over her shoulder, "He's got nothing to hide from me." She sounded as if she was trying to convince herself more than me, that Rory wasn't hiding anything from her. We found him asleep on a flower patterned couch in the front room. He was skinny, had light brown hair that fell just below his ears and a rugged stubble as his chin came to a point. His hospital scrubs were tired and dirty which left me with the impression that he came straight from a shift and crashed out on couch.

"Do you think we should leave him?" The Doctor whispered, unsure of the human customs for this situation.

"Nah, it'll be fine." Amy replied, pulling her jacket off and throwing it onto an empty chair. I slowly and cautiously made my way over to the sleeping stranger, tucking loose strands of hair behind my ears and crouching down so close I could see the details of his stubbly chin and his eyes flicker as he dreamed.

"Riley.." Amy's voice was hushed as she called my name, "What are you doing?"

"RORY!" I unexpectedly yelled into his face. anticipating what Rory did next, I jumped back, narrowly dodging his head as he shot upwards.

"What? What's Happening?" He exclaimed then rubbed his eyes tiredly.

"RILEY!" Amy called my name in a mixture of shock and amusement and a small smile teased at the Doctors lips.

"Sorry." I gasped, pulling my hair back from my face with the palm of one hand and frowning at Amy, "I thought that's how you woke someone up?"

"No, Not really." Amy shook her head, "But it worked."

"Aslong as I'm helping." I smiled at the three of them.

"Amy?" Rory mumbled, eventually coming to a state of understanding, "What's going on?" He looked from Amy to the Doctor to me, confusion growing with every glance.

"Oh calm down," She sighed, taking his hands and pulling him to his feet, "We came to take you on a trip." She smiled and wrapped her arms around him before recoiling in what I could only guess was disgust.

"What?" Rory frowned.

"You smell." Amy told him bluntly, holding her nostrils closed to block them from Rory's stench. "Have you showered?"

"No..." He stumbled on his word, then cautiously lifted the sleeve of his scrubs to his nose, giving them a quick check, "I didn't think I needed one.. and I was tired."

"Well you do." She replied affirmatively.

"Sorry - Have you just come back to insult me?" He looked almost hurt by what Amy was saying and seemed to be a rather timid man, "And why did you wake me up? Why did that woman shout in my face?" He sure had alot of questions.

"Yeh.. sorry about that.." I raised my hand slightly as I spoke, "I thought that's how you did it.."

"Did what?" Rory's face twisted into one of confusion. I could see the cogs working in his head as he tried to make sense of the situation.

"Honestly Rory, you get like this everytime we come find you." The Doctor spoke, falling down into the matching flowery arm chair.

"That's because everytime you find me something weird happens." Rory muttered under his breath.

"Nooo" The Doctor dismissed what he had said and shook his head gently, "You do weird things when we're around.." He added.

"COME ON!" Amy complained, "I want to somewhere. Maybe this time we can actually get to Rio." She said, in a scolding manner, obviously aimed at the Doctor as she scowled at him.

"It's not MY fault that other people need helping!" He exclaimed. That was a good point. One the I have also come to realise over the years. The Humans are the worst for it, every christmas there's a new problem they need help with.

"Well I doubt very much that anyone will need help today." She insisted, crossing her arms across her chest, "Now go have a shower!" It was clear to see who wore the trousers in their relationship. She was treating him like a toddler.

"OK, OK" Rory mumbled submissively, scratching the back of his head. "Just wait here.."

Rory took atleast fourty minutes to take a shower. All the while, Amy and the Doctor were constantly talking as they looked through old photoalbums they'd found hidden away in Rorys cupboard. I couldn't concentrate on what they were saying to me, my mind was racing as I moved into what were hopefully the last hours of my regeneration process. I ran through the last moments of my previous being. Saying goodbye to the friends I'd made over the three or four years. I had few proper friends, I travelled so much I could meet someone one day, save their life and never cross their path again. On the other hand, some people could stick with me through anything.

"Ready." Rory announced as he entered the room with damp hair and a bag of clothes in his hand. He had changed from his dirty hospital scrubs and into a hoody, plain t-shirt and jeans. It was a massive improvement and there was no smell for Amy to complain about. "Are you showing them my Baby photos?" Rory frowned, snatching the albums away from Amy's hand.

"Aww, Rory. Calm down." The Doctor grinned up at him from his seat on the flowery couch, "You were a beautiful baby."

"Amy. I told you not to show them to people." Rory scolded her, picking up the other leather bound albums from the table and walking over to the cupboard Amy had found them in.

"Don't be such a bore, We were just trying to pass time because you took so long having a shower." She pointed out, standing to poke his chest when she said 'you'. After a minute or so I realised they had all fallen silent and when I lifted my head to inspect the silence I found them all watching me.

"What?" I stuttered, suddenly feeling slightly self-conscious.

"You're quiet." The Doctor pointed out.

"Oh. Sorry." I mumbled, "I was thinking and I'm pretty tired.."

"Right." He nodded in response, "We'd better set off then. Get you back to.. where ever you're going." The Doctor rose to his feet, brushed his hair of his forehead and took another deep breath. Rory picked up his bag of clothes once more and gathered together anything else he might need; Keys, phone, wallet.

"Can she not come with us?" Amy begged. It was a nice feeling, having someone want me around, But I also know that the Doctor wouldn't be pleased with it. She continued to make her point, "I mean she's already been in the TARDIS, and we're only going to Rio!" Amy was demanding I could tell. But when she laughed and joked around, generally enjoyed herself, it was nice to see.

"Amy" The Doctor started, choosing his words carefully, as not to offend me, "We agree'd that she could come with us while we got Rory and then we'd take her back."

"I know, But She's fun" Amy sighed, "You saw the way she woke Rory up."

"We all saw that" Rory complained, still gripping onto his bag. He gave me a strange look out of the corner of his eye, but quickly whipped his head away when he realised I was looking.

"This is a lovely conversation, but could we got outside? I need some air." I rose gingerly to my feet, grasping onto the arm of the chair and took baby steps until I reached the front door. The cool, fresh country air hit my face quickly and it soon lifted my spirit. I was taking the air in in large amounts, feeling it run through my body.

"What are we going to do then Doctor? Leave her?" Amy hissed at him as they finally caught up with me by the front door. Her voice was just above a whisper and she hung her head as she spoke to him, trying to stop me from hearing, "We found her Unconscious in an alleyway, Doctor. She's obviously in some sort of trouble.." They both lifted their heads and looked at me, only to find I had retired to the old bench in the corner of the garden.

"Sorry. I am here, aren't I?" Rory frowned, holding his hands in the air to get their attention, "Can I be involved in the conversation or is it only for a select few?"

"..Yes." The Doctor replied eventually. I'd noticed it in the house and I just noticed again, the slight tension between Rory. I'll admit, it did strike me odd that Amy wasn't with her Fiance, but then again I'm not in any position to judge people's oddness.

"Funny. Very funny" Rory mumbled to himself and turned away to distract himself with the surrounding village. He stared out at the field of grass where the TARDIS stood, almost out of place but looking as if it could fit in anywhere.

A feeling of sickly warmth and ungodly tiredness hit me again. I felt my head bobbing, daring me to fall asleep, or even just close my eyes but I couldn't. I knew that if I closed my eyes, I'd soon be in post-regeneration hibernation and once that cycle began it would be hard to hide who I am from Amy and the others. Through the ringing in my ears, I could hear the argument heating up.

"Doctor, she isn't going to cause any fuss!" Amy demanded, her scottish accent becoming erratic as her voice got louder.

"How do you know that?" The Doctor hushed her, "There's something about her Amy, Something I don't trust..."

"I don't think there is." Amy replied, "I think she's perfectly nice and normal."

"... I'll take your word for it." The Doctor finally gave in to her argument. "But the moment anything goes wrong Amelia Pond, you're in trouble." I could faintly see the Doctor waving his finger at Amy, as she grinned broadly at him.

"Thankyou Doctor!" She squeeled, "I knew you'd see sense."

"Oh great. We're taking her along with us?" Rory sighed.

"Riley! I've got great news" Amy called, turning to face me for the first time since we got outside. I couldn't help it. I let go and slipped into a comfortable unconscious state. I knew I'd fallen to the floor, and probably hit the ground hard as Amy's voice was loud in my ear, but soon faded to a dull hum. I could see black freckled with gold dots and as I completely drifted off I felt two arms slide underneath me and gently lift me into the air.