Again, feel free to throw a fez at my face. I'm so sorry for taking so long to update, I've had quite a bit of writers' block recently and just haven't had the time. It's the holidays here now for a week, so I should hopefully be able to update a little more. But then it's back to boring old school. *sigh*

Sorry if my writing has errors, if you want to be a beta reader for me, PM me or something. Also, bit of a short chapter, and a title change. The new title is "When You Run With The Doctor". I thought it was more fitting, although I did try to use a quote from either the Doctor or Amy, but River's had to do, even though the story's not really based around her. Anyways, enough of me rambling, so on with the show...


Throwing open the TARDIS doors, the Doctor declared proudly, "Amy Pond! Welcome to Paris, France, and the year is 2010!"

"Yeah, Theta, I know where I am," Amy smirked sarcastically, "Hence that giant building in front of me."

He looked up, to see a massive pointing tower looking down on them.

"Uh, yes, the Eiffel Tower. Last time I was here... well, the Slitheen were using it as a transmitter... anyway, come along Pond!"

Amy shrieked in surprise and excitement as the Doctor grabbed her hand and dragged her towards the entrance. But then came a problem: a massive queue.

"Couldn't you have chosen a better time to come?" Amy asked, resting a hand on her hip as her eyes drifted across the meandering line of people.

The Doctor bit his lip irritably. "Ah, that does look like a bit of a problem. But nothing the psychic paper can't handle!"

Rolling her eyes, Amy followed the Doctor to the front of the queue.


A few minutes later...

The hot tea burned Amy's throat as she swallowed it, masking her discomfort with a smile. "Theta, it's a brilliant view. I've never been up here before. Thank you."

The Doctor sat opposite her, legs stretched out under the table and fingers laced together behind his head. He grinned at her. "You're welcome, Pond. I can take you anywhere, all you have to do is ask."

"So, Theta," Amy began, slipping her foot out of her shoe and sliding it up his leg. "On Starship UK, you told me about a war. You said all your people were dead."

He promptly choked on his tea, and for a second Amy looked worried, but he managed to swallow it. "I'd rather not talk about it."

"Why not? You trust me, don't you?" Amy gave him her best puppy-eyes.

"Of course I trust you," the Doctor reassured her with a smile, "But this is meant to be a date, and, I don't want to discuss things like this at this time."

"I understand," Amy told him softly, placing her tea on the table. "But you'll have to tell me eventually. I could help you."

"I will, I will," the Doctor smiled, placing his hand over hers on the table. "I love you Amy Pond."

Her lips curved into a smile. "I love you too, Theta."

Slowly they leaned in, their lips meeting in a passionate kiss. Both pairs of eyes flickered shut in ecstasy, their lips delicately touching, tongues gliding lightly over each other. Amy's hand moved from his and slid up his arm, resting in his floppy hair, pulling gently. She felt him exhale sharply into her mouth, enjoying the feelings of pleasure. In the distance the sun began to lower over the horizon, sending piercing yellow beams around it, lighting up the city.

They broke away for air, their noses lightly touching. The Doctor thought the contrast of his beautiful Amy sitting in front of the city of Paris during sunset was an amazing combination, the way the sun seemed to light up her beauty even more when it sat behind her.

In the Doctor's eyes Amy saw the reflection of the city behind them in his dark black pupils, surrounded by emerald green rings. She also saw over 900 years of pain, and most of all, love. She saw her place in his hearts, and smiled brightly.

"Amy," the Doctor said breathlessly, resting his forehead lightly against hers. "The thing which upsets me most, is that I won't be able to have you forever."

"I will always be here," Amy smiled, "I'm never leaving you, Theta. Never."

"I love you so much," he said, almost a hint of sadness in his voice. "And-and... you'll die... I'll have to watch you die."

"Oh, my Theta," Amy whispered in his ear, her breath tickling the tiny hairs on his neck. "Stop focusing on things like that. I want to travel with you until my last breath. And love you."

Suddenly she found his hands cupping her cheeks, his lips against hers kissing her hungrily, with much more desperation than before. He was losing himself in the wonder of Amelia Pond, making the most of what he had in the time that he had it.

"I love you..." he said between kisses, his thumbs stroking her cheeks, his light touch sending fire through her veins.

What they didn't notice was the lights on the ceiling of the café flickering on and off, before turning out.

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They sat in the twilight, the gentle glow lighting up the city around them. In front of them was the Louvre, which they'd just visited. The glass pyramid was ablaze with the light from inside, which seemed to increase its beauty.

"It's beautiful," Amy turned to the Doctor, who was leaning back against the bench, fingers twined behind his head, legs stretched out in front of him.

He nodded. "It is."

For a second Amy could've sworn she'd felt something nudge at the edge of her mind, a gentle tug. Pulling at her conscience. But she ignored it, it couldn't be anything that bad. Else she was probably imagining it. Maybe it was the time of day.

Then she felt it again, stronger this time. Amy shivered, not knowing what could be causing this. She thought that maybe an alien was trying to take over her mind. No, Amy, an alien is not trying to take over your mind. You're being paranoid.

"Doctor," she murmured, poking him in the ribs. He jolted, before turning and meeting her gaze, bringing his hands to rest on his lap. She could see concern in those emerald green eyes, concern for her.

"Yes, Pond?"

"Uh..." she couldn't think of how to word it. "It might be nothing, but you never know... a few seconds ago I felt something like a, erm, tug at my mind, sort of. Like I said, it's probably nothing, but..."

"A tug at your mind?" the Doctor questioned, searching her chocolate brown eyes for what might be causing the problem. "A few seconds ago?"

"Yes," Amy nodded, her brow creasing as he continued examining her.

"So did I."

Amy swallowed. So it was real. "Is it bad?"

"Might not be."

"Might? Tell me – yes or no," Amy insisted, bringing her hand to rest over his. He entwined their fingers.

"No, it isn't bad. Not bad at all."

"Are you just saying that to make me feel better? Cos if there's some alien trying to take over my mind, I want to know." By her insistent frown, the Doctor knew he better come up with a good answer.

"Um, Amy, it's difficult to explain, but I think..."

"Theta, tell me," she looked at him with her best puppy-eyed expression which she knew he'd give in to.

"I think there's a telepathic bond forming between us," the Doctor looked at her with a guilty stare.

"And what does that mean?"

"It doesn't usually happen this early, but call it a way to link minds," the Doctor began, "Link minds telepathically.It happens between Time Lord partners, mates, whatever you'd call it... it links minds together, so you can speak to each other, feel what the other feels, see into the others' mind."

"And that's happening to us?"

"I think so."

"But I'm a human," Amy looked at him with a confused gaze. "How can it happen to me?"

"Amy Pond, you had a crack in time in the wall of your bedroom," the Doctor smiled calmly. "You can see more than others can, you're different. It must've opened your mind, made it more telepathically capable."

"But I'm feeling it now," Amy said, shifting closer to him. "It's stronger when I'm near you."

"It's building," the Doctor gently caressed her palm with his thumb. "Soon it'll be full, I think, but I don't know when."

Just then everything around them turned black. Amy's breathing quickened, as she gasped out, "Doctor! I can't see!"

"Neither can I!" the Doctor called back, feeling for her hand and clasping it tight. "Hang on... I think someone's put a force-field around us! Making things dark, I can sense it."

"And how are we meant to see?!"

"I don't think we're meant to."

"Doctor! Theta! What are we going to do?"

He could feel Amy's death grip on his hand threatening to cut off the blood supply to it. Digging into his pocket for his sonic screwdriver, he pulled it out and held down the button. Both of their faces were lit up with a green glow.

The Doctor held it under his face and Amy chuckled, he looked like a kid trying to scare their friend by making evil faces.

"Theta, you big kid, you have to take this seriously, it could be an alien invasion," Amy stood up, gripping his hand and pulling him up with her.

"I know, sorry Amy. Now, let's find out why everything's gone dark!"

By the light of the sonic screwdriver, they navigated around, trying to find the source of the forcefield.

"Theta," Amy said warily, stopping him and shielding her eyes when he pointed the sonic screwdriver in the direction of her. He mumbled an apology under his breath before pointing it elsewhere.

"Where's everyone else?"


I'm the Queen of Cliffhangers! Tehehe. Review please, they encourage me to update quicker! I'll try and get the next chapter out asap, but if I get some good reviews, they'll make me want to carry on with this story cos it tells me that you're liking what you're reading. Or not liking. If you're not liking, please don't bite my head off. Just let me know how to improve. ;)