(A/N): I'm so sorry I haven't updated in forever. I promise I'll start updating more often. I've been finding time where I have nothing to do but write so I've been getting back to some of my fanfiction stories. I hope this chapter makes it up to you!

Also, for my Yu-Gi-Oh! readers, I'm halfway done writing the next installment of 'Deception.' Stay tuned! And I'll be back with more Doctor Who and Yu-Gi-Oh! very soon!

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Chapter Two

An Unexpected Agreement

(Amy's POV)

I stared incredulously as 'the Doctor' bounced back up to the console and started swinging levers and twisting knobs. Already his mouth was running on about some kind of nonsense. Something to do with vortexes or paradoxes, or whatever he thought he was saying.

"Well don't just stand there come on!" He grinned at me cheekily and I had half a mind to slap it off his face. But I cautiously walked up the ramp and looked around at the room. It was so different from my Doctor's. It held the same warmth, that feeling you get after coming home for the first time in a long time. That feeling that everything was going to be alright.

But other than that the colors and pillars were all wrong. The burnt orange and... what was that, coral? I frowned and shook my head. Oh, the things I would be telling my Doctor when I got back...!

The current Doctor spun around the row and smacked a piece of the TARDIS with a rubber mallet. I fought away a small laugh that was building in my throat. Even with the obvious differences between my Doctor and this one, some things clearly hadn't changed.

"Well, you might be the quietest ginger I've ever met! Not sure if that's a good thing...?" The Doctor muttered mostly to himself, but his thick, loud, English accent was easily overheard.

"Excuse me!" I cried defiantly. He flinched but smiled nervously.

"Sorry, that was rude."

"Yes it was, and excuse me if I'm just a tad bit overwhelmed that I'm talking to another regeneration of the Doctor!"

The look reappeared on his face for a moment. The look of darkness, sadness, and something so unreadable it just hurt to see something buried so deep in his eyes. But just like before, it was gone as quickly as it had come and he was grinning ear to ear, the sparkle in his eyes quickly returning with a vengeance.

"Yes, well, I suppose that would do it!" He bounced back to the main lever and raised his eyebrows at me suspiciously. I stared back at him long and hard.

"Now, can I safely assume you want to go back to your Doctor?" His fingers drummed on the lever and I felt a strong pounding in my chest. My Doctor's words came back to me in what felt like slow motion. I couldn't get back. Not for awhile anyway, he said.

"I can't," I replied, trying not to choke on my own words. "He, I mean you, ugh... My Doctor said I can't cross my own time line for awhile. I don't know when I can get back."

The Doctor's bushy eyebrows narrowed and my heart hurt even more. He had eyebrows. If it had been any other situation I would have laughed hysterically. But it wasn't another situation. I was trapped with a Doctor that was unfamiliar to me in nearly every way. I was locked away from my Doctor and my husband. And that, in itself, hurt more than anything else.

"Well how is that supposed to work?" He asked incredulously, his voice going up a couple of octaves. My eyebrow twitched.

"How the hell am I supposed to know?" I growled back. "I'm stuck for who knows how long because somebody did something stupid!"

"Wait, you're not saying I did..."

"No, Mr. Raggedy man, you didn't-" I stopped short and looked at him. It was the same suit. It was the same suit my Doctor was wearing the night I first met him. Only this suit was neat and clean, not torn and burned... I started to feel sick.

The Doctor stared at me evenly from across the console, waiting patiently for me to finish. But I could see it in his eyes. He was trying to figure out what that nickname meant and how he got it. But I didn't know, and I sure wasn't going to help him figure it out.

"Well, I don't know if you did anything..." I groaned angrily. "It's complicated! Can't we just stop talking for one second and let me try to get my head around this?" I crossed my arms tight across my chest and sat down on the pilot seat, closing my eyes and trying to remember what was even going on in the first place.

The Doctor took his hand off the lever and he watched me quietly, not making a sound as I tried to figure out what was going on.

The Doctor, my Doctor, had broken into my house and dragged me and Rory into the TARDIS... He said something about a Time Surge... A concentrated Time Surge.

"Do you know anything about a Time Surge?" I asked, looking up at him hopefully. The Doctor stared down at me, his forehead knit together in thought.

"Time Surge? I can't say I've heard of it," He replied casually. "Why?"

"You said, in the future, that I was touched by a concentrated Time Surge. It's what locked me out of my own timeline; it's why I can't go back yet." The Doctor frowned and bit the inside of his cheek.

"Well, that doesn't sound too good." He said and ran a hand through his thick, wild hair. "But I can't say I know anything about it. Maybe the Library could help?" His eyes became distant and sad again before brightening.

"Never mind that though," He cried randomly and scrambled over to me. "Would you stay with me?"

"What?" I jumped back in surprise.

"No, no no no!" He shouted, a blush rising to his cheeks. "Not like that! I mean, stay with me? Travel with me until this Time Surge or whatever it is wears off?"

I stared at him like he'd grown a second head.

"Oh, please don't look at me like that..." He mumbled, looking ashamed as though he'd asked me to do something horrible.

"No! No, it's alright! I don't mind." I said before I could think. But really, did I even have to think about it? He was the Doctor. A different Doctor, sure. But still the same man. Just a different face. Where else could I go until the Time Surge wore off anyway? I'd be safest and most ready to go back home if I stayed in the TARDIS with this Doctor.

"I'll stay. But just until the Time Surge thing wears off!" I swear his face was going to break if he kept smiling like that.

"Well then," He kept on grinning, "Welcome to the TARDIS... again!"

Besides, how different could the Doctors be anyway?

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