Title: Birthday Surprise: Amy
Parings: Amy/11th Doctor
A/N: This one is Amy & the Doctor and the next one will most likely be Amy & Rory & the Doctor, if I do another one.
4. AMY
"What is up with you and bow ties?" Amy Pond asked randomly as she watched the Doctor fix the TARDIS, holding a few tools for him, although even Amy knew that the TARDIS had nothing wrong with it, the Doctor was just trying to keep himself busy and his mind preoccupied.
"What do you mean?" the Doctor asked from under the console, "Wrench"
"I mean, why must you always ware them, and get all possessive over them?" She handed the Doctor a wrench trying her best to look .
"Well Amelia-" He started.
"Amy"
"What? Oh, yes Amy. Not Amelia, Amy. Always Amy, never Amelia. Why don't you like the name Amelia?" He rambled, sliding out from under the console.
"Like I said earlier Doctor, Amelia is a child's name and I'm an adult. Anyway, you didn't answer my question," She looked down at him, watching him dust himself off and finally stand up.
"I really don't know Amelia-" The Doctor smiled at Amy's angered face then continued, "-its just this regeneration I guess. My last regeneration I always wore long trench coats, suits, and ties. For some reason I liked it, anyway, like I said it depends on the regeneration."
"Plus the fact that 'bow ties are cool'," Amy mocked him.
"Yes Amy, they are very cool!" the Doctor fixed his bow ties that he was waring at the moment.
"Sure," Amy rolled her eyes, noticing that his smile didn't reach his ears like it usually did when he laughed, an almost fake laugh, and his eyes were distant.
"Doctor," She tilted her head and hopped onto the console, "are you okay?"
His smile had fallen a little as he answered her, "Yes, very fine. Why do you ask?"
"You seem...," She searched for a word, "distant today,"
"Well I'm fine, no need to worry," He smiled another smile that didn't reach his ears.
She shook her head, "Doctor, people who say they're fine usually aren't fi-"
"I'm fine!" the Doctor shouted, making Amy jump. He sighed and murmured, "sorry," walking away from the shocked, wide-eyed, Amy. The Doctor stood motionless at the edge of a flight of stairs for a few minutes, before turning around and sighing, "Today's my birthday"
"I'm guessing that your birthday isn't something that you would usually celebrate," Amy hopped off the console and stepped toward the Doctor. The Doctor shook his head.
"It's usually my yearly hangover," he sat down on a the third step of the staircase and let his head fall into his hands. Amy's arms raped around him and she cradled him as he started to cry.
Amy had never seen the Doctor this upset before. She had seen him sad before, but not enough to make him cry as much as he was. She cradled the weeping man for a few minutes before he finally looked up at her.
"Thanks Amy," He whispered, "You know without you, and my other companions, I wouldn't have lived this long. Its people like you guys that help me carry on"
"Well then, your welcome," Amy smiled, "Are you going to be okay Doctor?"
The Doctor raped his arms around Amy and whispered, "Yeah, I think I am"
