Okay I'm not very happy with this chapter but I've being trying to write it for awhile so I've posted it anyway. Sorry for the wait.
*10 weeks*
The ringing of the doorbell echoed down the small hallway. Two silhouetted figures stood the other side of the heavy stain-glassed door.
"Who is it?" A Scottish voice boomed from inside the house.
The tall ginger yanked open the door and froze. River and The Doctor stood on the doorstep staring at her.
"Who was it, Amy?"
Rory appeared in the hallway and stared at his daughter and son-in-law. River was the first to break the silence.
"Hello."
Amy and Rory moved closer to the pair. Amy wrapped her arms around her daughter.
"It's been awhile."
She pulled away and her eyes drifted to the small bump between the pair of them.
"Are you..?"
River nodded slightly. Amy wrapped her arms around her daughter for the second time that day. The Doctor stood deadly still; slightly worried about Rory's reaction. So far no emotion had crossed his face. He'd half expected to be neutered on the spot with his roman sword.
The women pulled apart and made their way towards the kitchen; leaving Rory and The Doctor in the hallway. Rory stared emotionless at his son-in-law. He tried to process the events of the last minute.
"She's pregnant?"
The Doctor nodded before attempting to move towards the kitchen only to be stopped by Rory. He couldn't figure out the look on his face. He wasn't sure if he should run and hide or not.
"I'm not angry. I just want to know that my daughter and grandchild are going to be safe."
"I promise I'll do everything in my power to keep them safe, Rory."
"That's all I need."
Rory smiled at The Doctor before moving towards the kitchen. The Doctor breathed a sigh of relief then followed the Ponds. Amy and River sat at the table nursing cups of tea and chatting between themselves. Amy and Rory had taken a break from The TARDIS for a while to focus on their lives. The last thing they expected was for their daughter to turn up on their doorstep expecting a baby.
"So how far along are you?" Amy thoroughly questioned her daughter on every aspect of her pregnancy.
"When did you find out?"
"Do you know the gender?"
"Are you going to find out?"
"Have you got any names?"
"Have you had any cravings?"
The Doctor accepted a cup of tea from Rory and sat down next to his wife. He figured the next few hours would be extremely long whilst he waited for his in-laws to cease interrogating their daughter. For now at least he resigned to simply just listening and enjoying this short piece of domesticity whilst he could.
The next chapter will continue on from here and Amy and Rory will keep appearing every now and then. As always tips and suggestions are welcome.