The next day Sam and Dean put on their suits and walked into town as FBI agents to ask around about any dissapearances. The Doctor and Amy could only stay behind and search some more.
As Amy went off to search some more she thought about her date with Dean that night. Maybe she could reach through to him and make him feel his, well, feelings.
The night came slowly and Amy looked at her watch. 8:30 and still no sign of them. "Do you think something happened to them?" she asked the Doctor anxiously. "Well, there's your answer," the Doctor pointed while making a fire with his free hand.
She saw the two brothers walking back towards their small site. Dean smiled at Amy, glad to see her after a long day of interrogations. "Find out anything?" the Doctor asked. "Well, there's about three people that..." Amy blocked out Sam's voice as she hugged Dean.
"Ready?" he asked. "Don't you want to change?" she asked. "Nah. I look better in a suit," he said as he held out his arm. They walked out of the camp arm in arm. The Doctor and Sam sighed as they saw them leave. "We're not doing a very good job, Doc. I thought he was smarter than this." "We can't mess with things Sam. You never know what might happen to her timeline." Sam took off his tie. "I've had it with this timey wimey crap."
"You really did that?!" Amy asked, laughing. Dean also laughed. "Yeah. I had to! I'm always saving Sam's ass." Once again, they talked and laughed until the cafe closed at midnight. But neither of them wanted to end their date.
The only thing they could do was go back to the blue box. Surely by now Sam and the Doctor would've gone to their rooms in the TARDIS. Amy didn't want to part with him though. She wanted to stay next to him forever. And Dean found himself feeling the same way.
Once they got to the TARDIS, Amy leaned her back against the door. She slowly pulled his tie, bringing his lips closer to hers until he was just inches from her. He expected a kiss but was instead pulled into the box by his tie. He laughed as Amy wrapped her arms around his neck finally bringing him in for a kiss.
Then she felt herself being whisked off her feet as Dean carried her to his room aboard the little big box. Once there, he gently placed her back on her feet. They immediately started to kiss each other as hard as possible, while undressing. Amy quickly undid Dean's tie and unbuttoned his white shirt as he slipped her top off.
To his surprise, she pushed him on to the bed. Putting herself on top of him. He looked up at her beautiful face as she slowly stroked her hand over the tattoo on his chest. She kissed it softly as he closed his eyes, finding her company getting more and more pleasureable by the second. He never would've expected her to be like this behind closed doors. He was in for a wonderfully rough night.