Hi guys! I really hope you're still enjoying my story! As promised, here's the next update, super quick to make up for my massive break :) Thank you for the reviews, keep them coming!

Quick recap: Amy, with help from River, has managed to bring the Doctor back BEFORE her marriage to Rory. Right now, the TARDIS has just landed and Amy is waiting for the Doctor to step out and return to her...


The door to the TARDIS opened. Amy, who had been leaning on it slightly, wobbled, nearly losing her balance but corrected herself quickly, hoping he hadn't noticed.

"Ahh, Pond. Could you ever surprise me?" The Doctor said light-heartedly, watching the retreating figure of River Song. He turned his gaze to Amy, thereby mentally answering his own rhetorical question. Yes, yes she could.

The Doctor's eyes swept up and down Amy, completely taking her appearance in.

"You look, um, nice today... Not that you don't normally look nice, in fact, um, you normally look rather lovely..." his words stumbled out of his mouth. His brain was shouting at him to just shut up, but his lips said something different.

"Doctor?" Amy cut his incoherent stream of words short.

"Yes, Pond?"

"Stop talking."

And with that, she launched herself at him in a massive hug in which she tried to express all her unspoken feeling. The Doctor returned the embrace equally as strongly. He was so proud of her for bringing him back and still wanting to know him after he'd endangered her life so many times, this time, he had added a whole new level by locking her in a box for two thousand years...

"Amy?" he whispered gently into her neck, stroking her hair.

"Yes?"

"Gotcha."

Amy giggled and pulled away, not that she really wanted to, but still, she was at her wedding and still wanted to escape. Amy felt much more safe and at ease with the Doctor around but she knew she could never be happy in Leadworth, certainly not whilst married to a certain Roranicus.

"God I missed you, Doctor." She said looking deeply into his eyes. "Not quite sure why, since what happened didn't happen until I just remembered, and now it was yesterday or something..." She trailed off. He returned her gaze, lost for words, looking at his brave, incredible and, as he was more frequently noticing, beautiful Amelia Pond. They stayed like this for a few seconds longer than was really necessary, realized, and blushed. Amy became aware of just how close their faces were, nearly touching in fact and stepped back. This was still her wedding, she remembered, no one could see her like this, staring longingly at another man (well, Time Lord), for Rory's sake as well as her own. In stepping back however, she really noticed for the first time what the Doctor was wearing.

"Why are you dressed like that?" She said, taking in his attire. He was clad in an old-style tuxedo, complete with top hat, waistcoat, tails and (of course) a bow tie. Not that it didn't completely suit him, she added mentally, smiling a little.

"I could have asked you the same question, but a little bird did tell me there was going to be a wedding..." he smiled at her.

"But, you said the future's not set in stone right? I mean, there doesn't have to be a wedding, does there? Can't I come with you? Please take me away..." Overcome with sudden emotion, a tear leaked down Amy's face.

"Amy? What?" The Doctor was bewildered.

"I don't want to get married to someone I don't love!"

"Amy, last time I checked, you had agreed to this. You got engaged! For that, you must have said yes!"

"That was more out of gratitude and loyalty than love! Doctor, please, you have to understand! He was the only person at school that didn't think I was crazy, he's stuck by me through everything, and, hell! He guarded the box I was in for two thousand years!" She sighed, "I convinced myself I did love him, or, if not that, I told myself that I would grow to love him in time. I thought it had worked, but I realise now it really hasn't."

"What a mess." The Doctor stated, as if putting a full stop at the end of a paragraph. He pulled her into another tight hug, to soothe her and then released her slowly. His mouth was a straight line. He longed to help Amy, but knew that she needed to and would want to sort this out more or less on her own.

Amy wiped her eyes and picked up the veil and diary off the floor from where she'd dropped them. She smoothed them out, took a deep breath and calmed herself.

"Doctor?"

"Hmm?"

"Could you go and get Rory for me please?"

He bent down, face directly in line with hers and said,

"Are you sure?"

"Absolutely."

"Sure about what?" came a voice from the doorway to the church. "Amy who are you talking to? You've been out here for ages, thought you'd done a runner! Oh."

Rory appeared around the corner to the entrance hall of the church. His eyes fell on the Doctor.

"Hey! Doctor! I can't believe I... we... forgot you!" he rushed over to them, still looking disbelieving that the Doctor was there. He turned his gaze to Amy and took in her red eyes and slightly dishevelled look.

"Amy? What's the matter?"

"Rory. We need to talk."


I felt that here would be a good breaking point in the story, I have loads of ideas for what could happen next! Please feel free to review and I'll update as soon as I can, I'm off to Prague (yey!) but I'll be back soon!

P.S. Someone pointed out that in the first chapter, although the date is the 26th of June, I described the day as the best England's autumn had to offer.. I apologise for my sudden lapse into wierdville and thanks for pointing it out! Last time I checked, June was in summer too! Have a cookie for your sharpness :D