The TARDIS grated it's usual dematerialising sound as Amy followed the Doctor in, clutching her stomach.
Shifting Alexandra in his arms, the Doctor looks at Amy, concerned.
"Sure you're OK?"
"Yeah, I just... need to clear my head!" she smiles a smile that doesn't reach her eyes.
She walks off unsteadily out of the console room.
Closing his eyes he rests his head on the console.
"Take care of her old girl." he whispers.
She opens a door to find herself in the medical bay.
Her eyes widen, then she pushes the thought away.
No, I'm just here for a scan, it's nothing like that.
After a quick scan, she's sure.
Pregnant.
Why was it always like this?
First, she got her saviour, her Doctor crashing in her backgarden, coming to whisk her away from boring old Leadworth, to take her somewhere exciting and new.
Her Prince Charming.
Then, he'd disappeared and she'd got used to being crazy Amy, the one nobody liked.
Locked away in a castle.
Then Rory had appeared into her life as if to save her from the pain, to heal her wounds and say he believed her, that she wasn't crazy.
Her Knight in Shining Armour.
Then the Doctor had come back into her life again, living up to his promise to save her from a life of loneliness - but he was too late; Rory got there first.
What do you do if your knight in shining armour rescues you from the tower and then your Prince Charming shows up at your wedding?
He looked down at the baby.
His baby.
He'd thought it would never happen again.
Never again.
After Gallifrey, he didn't think he'd ever have something like that again.
But he supposed it wasn't Mummy, Daddy, Baby.
He and Amy weren't together.
But he wanted to be.
Did she?
She'd left Rory for him, they had a baby together, she was the one who had kissed him...
But she was pregnant!
With Rory's baby!
But Rory had a year and a half of being dad to Alexandra, so wasn't it the Doctor's turn by right to look after her?
One thing was certain.
He wasn't leaving this time.
He had to find Amy and tell her how he felt.
Whether she felt the same or not.
She was sat on the bed when he walked in, after having put Alexandra in a bassinet that had conveniantely appeared in his room at the foot of his bed.
"Oh, hey." he said, rubbing his hands together as he approached her.
Her face was tearstained and she stared at a screen.
"You see that?" she pointed at the screen sadly. "That's the baby. That little thing. I wanted to get rid of it. But I can't. I mean, something that tiny can't be bad... right?" her voice breaks on the last word and she begins to cry again.
He sits next to her on the med bay bed and pulls her into his side.
"Hey, shh, it's ok." he holds her as she cries quietly.
"What are we gonna do?" she says shakily.
"I think... I think we have to tell Rory. It's his baby and he deserves to know. I missed out on Alex and I wouldn't want him to go through the same."
He knew he was doing the right thing.
And it was breaking his heart.
:O keep reading, but i will be away for a week so just R&R please - thanks for your reviews! I'm still working some stuff out but hopefully I will update as soon as I get back - due to popular demand, this story will be a proper dtory, not a few chapters long, but unfortuantely I have two other huge, time-consuming stories going at the minute so please understand if I don't update as much as the others. Thanks, R&R, Byee!
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