A/N: Okay, so, basically I am in a bit of a mood with the Job Centre today, send me on courses that I really don't have any time to go on, though I don't have a choice. So sorry in advance if the Doctor is a bit of a bitch towards Amy, it's easier for me to write an angry Doctor than an angry Amy.
The Doctor popped his head around the corner of a door, there seemed to be no one there, yet in front of him lay a table, having been turned over on its side, the Doctor could only guess that had been the cause of the bang. Yet who did it? That was the problem that he was now facing. One thing he knew for certain, despite what Amy said, was that it wasn't ghosts. He knew that, it would hopefully only be a matter of time before he proved her wrong and they could get onto some real adventures. Not that exploring an old house on a dark and cold night wasn't exciting enough.
"What happened here?" Amy asked from behind the Doctor, she must have ran up the stairs without him hearing her because when his head turned she was right beside him.
The Doctor simply shrugged "How should I know! I was down there by that door with you whilst you tried to make another pass at me" he snapped at her. Almost instantly regretting it. He didn't want to be angry at her. Whether he wanted to admit it to himself or not he was completly smitten with this woman and yet for some reason he was losing it with her. He knew perfect well that she hadn't been trying to make a pass at him, even if she was he knew he would have welcomed it this time. He wanted so much just to feel her lips against his. Only his stubborn little mind didn't seem to be letting either of his hearts do the talking. He seemed to be getting angrier and angrier by the second, it was as if something was making him lose his temper for no reason. He had never felt so angry.
Amy frowned, how dare he blame that on her. She didn't do anything. The two of them had gotten themselves completly lost into the moment. She had no idea if he even felt that way about her. Everything seemed to be so confusing now. She couldn't make sense of everything in her head. Part of her wanted to just yell and scream at him, yet another part just seemed to want to embrace him and hold him close to her small body. Yet what part was more dominant she didn't know, at least not until she heard herself speaking, well more like yelling, at him "Oh well sorry! Don't you dare blame that on me. You were just as much to blame as I am. Although maybe I should have known you would end up like this, in one of your little baby tantrums."
The Doctor, who currently had his back to her, rolled his eyes and took a deep breath in before breathing out. Why did have a sudden urge to just turn around and hit her. She was being so annoying. Yet what the Doctor found annoying about her he didn't know. She hadn't done anything. It was he who was in the wrong if anyone. He was the one raising his voice at her first. "Amy will you just SHUT UP! YOU ARE DRIVING ME MAD. YOU AND YOUR OH GUESS WHAT DOCTOR I WILL PROVE TO YOU THAT GHOSTS EXIST WAS WHAT GOT US TRAPPED IN HERE IN THE FIRST PLACE!" he shouted at the top of his voice, never before had he completly lost it like before, and especially not with a companion. If that was what you could call someone that you had a complete obsession with. Why did he have to scream at her like that? Why couldn't he just turn around and wrap his arms around her, tell her he was sorry. All he wanted to right now was kiss her and tell her he loved her.
"So it's all my fault! Sorry for wanting you to actually believe in the truth for once and not some stupid fairytale your mother told you or something. What has gotten into you Doctor? You are acting all weird. It's like you are... a different person" realisation dawned on her she took a step backwards. Of course she had heard all the stories about people becoming possessed by spirits, although most certainly couldn't be true. Not the Doctor. Anyone but the Doctor, this just wasn't fair. At least if it had been her the Doctor would have been able to save her. Only she had no idea how to get rid of ghosts without an exorcism and well that wasn't possible. There must be another way.
"YES! YES IT ALL YOU FAULT. WE WOULD NEVER HAVE COME HERE IF IT WASN'T FOR YOU, POND! YOU HAD TO TRY AND PROVE ME WRONG, NOW LOOK WHERE THE BLOODY HELL THAT HAS GOTTEN US. SO YES OF COURSE THIS IS ALL YOUR FAULT!"
"Doctor!" Amy said, despite the fact that her voice was filled with anger, she refused to raise her voice to him. All it would give her would be a dry throat and the inability to talk. "You and I both know that is not true! You would never have resisted the temptation to come in here after hearing those stories about this place."
With those words the young red head turned her back and pelted down the corridor and into a room at the end. It was only once she had closed the door behind her than she sat on the floor and broke down into tears. She had actually been rather scared of the Doctor just then. He had acted like a completly different person. He was in trouble, Amy knew he was and she had no idea how to help. She was completly on her own. Her small fingers reached up and wiped her eyes, only it didn't seem to do much good, every time the tears were brushed away within seconds they were replaced with new ones. The young girl, could never have dreamt that she could have so many tears inside her body. Finally after what seemed like hours to Amy, and for all she knew could have been so much more than that. She managed to stop herself from crying and pull herself to her feet.
She had actually been rather scared of the Doctor. For the first time since meeting him, she was scared, scared that he might have hurt her. She had never seen him like that. Never experienced him speaking with such anger and aggression. People had always said, if you the man you love scares you then they are not worth I and the only option is to get out as fast as possible. Yet Amy knew the Doctor. He was different. There had to be a reason for his anger. There just had to be.
Taking a deep breath Amy reached out with her hand, which was shaking. She felt rather nervous about going out into the corridor with the Doctor out there and in the mood that he was currently in. She took a deep breath, there was no point in being stupid about all this. If she could just get out and maybe find a library, because surely a house this big must have one, then she could at least maybe find something out. Anything would help her try and figure out what was going on.
The door opened and Amy almost jumped out of her skin, the Doctor was stood there, right in front of the door his arms were folded across his chest, she had no idea how long he had been standing there. Yet he didn't seem angry any more. She could just by the expression on his face that he had calmed down and awful lot.
"I was beginning to think that you were never going to come out of there, you have been in there a good hour and a half at least" he said to her with a small smile on his face, not really wanting to seem to eccentric. "Will you accept an apology? I don't know what came over me then. There is something strange going on in this house, Amy. I don't know what it is, but I don't like it. I don't like it at all"
Amy could tell, simply by the tone of his voice that he meant every word of what he said to her. She finally had her old Doctor back, the Doctor that she had been in love with since she was a little girl. She felt her heart sink, he seemed so sorry. Without really having to think about anything else she wrapped her arms around his neck and hugged him tightly her head buried deep into his shoulder.
Neither the Doctor nor Amy felt the need to say anything for a while, the two of them were simply content enough just holding each other in their arms.
Amy closed her eyes for a few moments, not knowing that the Doctor had done exactly the same thing. She found herself fighting the urge to kiss him. Yet it was getting harder and harder, soon the prospect was just intoxicating. She was going to have to pull away from the hug before she lost all her senses and couldn't be in control of her actions anymore.
A/N: Okay, so I know that chapter was a little short, but it's really just a bit of a set up for the next few chapters. The Doctor's mood swing will all come clear in the end. Anyway, Reviews are what keep me writing. So let me know what you think.