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Chapter 3: On Arrival…

"Oh, thank you! Thank you!" Amy squealed hugging Rory.

Amy was delighted to be in Scotland again; she'd loved living here as a kid and she'd only ever been back once since they'd moved to Leadworth.

"I knew you'd want to come here," Rory smiled.

Amy grinned widely but there was a small nagging at the back of her mind. "Why did they both make such a fuss about this?" she thought. "We could have caught a bus up here back home if we'd wanted to, why use the TARDIS for this? And 2004?" She tried to shake the thoughts away from her head, it was very sweet that Rory had thought to give his choice of a trip to her, and that was all that mattered. Amy just smiled and leaned her head on Rory's shoulder while holding his hand, turning them into a very cute, very-in-love couple as they listened to the Doctor blabber on about the entire history of Edinburgh.

"…and it has seven hills around it, a little like Rome! Its like you, Amy, a young Scottish girl has noticed the similarities of them both and that may be the reason why you are so interested in Rome, not just Rome, but the Romans who built Rome into the heart (and head) of an entire empire but failed to enter Scotland!"

"Yeah, Doctor, I don't think that as a kid I would have thought that deeply about it… and when I was a teenager, it was just the invasion of the hot Italians," Amy laughed, remembering her schooldays as a teenager.

The Doctor gave Amy a look that told her off jokingly for being inappropriate in a History lesson, which just made Amy laugh even harder.

"That exactly the look my teacher gave me when I handed in my essay!"

"Anyway…" Rory tried to steer the topic away from attractive men Amy dreamed about being with and onto… well… anything else. "Where do you want to go first?"

They all looked around at where they were. The TARDIS had landed in a small alleyway between some domestic houses. There were a couple of windows facing into the alleyway, but the curtains were shut. They decided to venture out of the alleyway to find out whereabouts they were in the city, and when they did they found they were on a pavement along a street of houses, near a giant park.

"Hmmmmmmmm…" the Doctor was looking around curiously.

"What's the matter?" Amy asked.

"…something doesn't feel right…" the Doctor looked at Rory. "Are you sure that you haven't…?"

"No! God, no, I told you everything, I'm not trying to disturb any of that time stuff!" Rory shook his head. "I'm not stupid enough to keep that kind of thing secret from you Doctor, besides, the whole point-"

He stopped talking when he realised that Amy was still there, listening to them.

"We are here, in this city, on this date for… for… the reason that I've said, not to try and… do anything weird like…" Rory tried to explain again.

The Doctor nodded.

"It doesn't feel like that really, I just wanted to check."

Amy was confused.

"What on Earth are you two talking about?"

"Nothing!" both Rory and the Doctor exclaimed.

"Is there more to this trip than I know…?" Amy smiled sweetly at Rory, trying to weedle information out of him.

Rory shook his head.

"Since its your near past, I'm just wanting to check that we aren't going to bump into you two while we're here!" the Doctor saved Rory from questioning. "Hmmmmmmm…" he added.

Amy seemed to have been convinced by the Doctor's reasoning. Her sweet smile to Rory turned into her usual grin which appeared when there was danger around.

"Trouble?" she asked.

The Doctor looked around at the houses, and the people walking by. He breathed in the air slowly and exhaled it. He stamped on the ground once neatly, and sniffed the scents around them. He then slowly drew one finger, licked it, held it up in the air, and then tasted it again. He turned around to face the couple watching him.

"Nope! False alarm!" he grinned. "I get a bit paranoid in my old age; maybe I should just call it quits and take up knitting? No… I'm not going to take up knitting. D'you why? 'Cause I'm the Doctor, and I don't knit!"

Amy and Rory decided it was best to not question the Doctor while he was in one of these "I'm the Doctor!" moods. They both just smiled nervously. The last time he had been in an "I'm the Doctor!" mood it had been in a hat stall on the planet Tunenepra, when he discovered that they hadn't got any Fezzes. He had a mad a rather odd, though reasonably inspiring, speech about how he will make sure that every hat stall, on every planet, throughout the whole universe will be able to sell fezzes to anyone who asks. So far, he hadn't done anything about it, all he'd managed to do was make Amy and Rory distract him and drag him away, apologising profusely to the owner of the stall.

"So where are you wanting to go first, Doctor?" Rory was a bit nervous about what the Doctor would reply.

"I don't know it's up to you two…" the Doctor had gone back into his normal (though very alien) mood. "Though I wouldn't mind a visit to a zoo… I like zoos… apart from the animal part, I like the people, normally they love animals, it's good to see such compassion in humans, don't you think?"

And the Doctor set off at a fast pace towards the centre of town. Amy and Rory followed, Amy buzzing with excitement of being back home, and Rory ecstatic that Amy was pleased with his idea (not that she knew all of it yet…).

They'd been walking for about 15 minutes before Amy spoke up again.

"Doctor, do you know where we're going?"

"Nope!"