Chapter 11: How Perfect Is She

Disclaimer: How would one of y'all like to meet up with my friend WhovianGrifterKD and myself to kidnap the DW cast? Cos', you know, I STILL don't own anything DW. But one day, I will. And BBC will regret angering the fires burning in my soul that hunger for Matt Smith wearing nothing but a teddy bear that has AMY, my name, written on it.

Summary: This chappie fast-forwards one year to Amy and the Doctor's one-year anniversary. And Amy gets a BIG surprise. Enjoy, my little Whovians.

"Mmm, good morning!" I exclaimed to the Doctor on our one-year anniversary.

"Morning, Pond!" he responded, chipper, as always.

"Do you know what today is?" I asked.

"Of course, I do. It's Monday." He answered.

"Oh, right. Monday. Just Monday." I said bleakly.

'Great, he forgot. Grrr!' I thought.

"So, what are the plans for today, Doc?" I asked, later in the control room.

"Rome, 1941. And DON'T call me Doc." He answered.

15 minutes later,

"You made us dinner, in the Trevi Fountain?!" I asked, looking at the dinner table that was literally place at the center of the Trevi Fountain.

"Of course. You didn't think I'd forget our one-year anniversary?" he asked, wrapping his arms around my waist.

"Well, I DID have my doubts." I answered.

"Well, trust me, I'm the Doctor." He said.

"Oh, I know." I said.

After we ate, it was time to open our one-year anniversary presents.

"Doctor, I know how much you've wanted one, so here." I said, handing him a hatbox.

"You didn't. You did! Amy Pond, you got me a fez." The Doctor said when he opened the box.

"Ah. Fits like a glove." He said, putting the fez on.

"Thank you, Amy. It's lovely. AND just what I wanted!" he exclaimed, pulling me into a hug.

"And now for your present." The Doctor said, beaming.

He then pulled out a tiny, TARDIS blue, velvet box from his coat pocket. Before I knew it, the box was open, revealing a beautiful diamond and sapphire ring and the Doctor was down on one knee.

'Gasp' "D-Doctor?" I stuttered, not able to analyze what was happening.

"Shush, Amy. It's my turn now." He said, smiling smugly.

"Amelia Jessica Pond, The Girl Who Waited, will you do me the immense honor of becoming my wife?" the Doctor asked.

After taking a few moments to analyze what was happening, I had my answer.

"You bet your fez head I will!" I exclaimed, pulling him u and planting a big, sloppy kiss on him.

Dazed, the Doctor then slid the ring onto my left ring finger.

"We're getting married!" I squealed, throwing my arms around him.

"Should we tell someone?" I asked.

"If you want." He answered.

"Let's go tell Torchwood. The majority of our friends are there." I said.

"Sure. Let's go." He said, leading us into the TARDIS.

We landed in Torchwood 15 minutes later.

"Amy, Doctor! Hey." Jack exclaimed as we stepped out.

"Amy, Sweetie, what is this?" River asked, picking up my left hand.

"What's what?" I asked, quickly pulling back my hand.

"This ring." She answered.

"What?!" everyone asked in unison.

"Hehe. Surprise!" I said nervously, stepping as far away from River as possible.

"You're finally settling down now, aren't ya?" Jack said teasingly.

I asked, Gwen, Tosh, and Nora to be my bridesmaids and I asked River to be my maid of honor while the Doctor asked Owen, Ianto, and Rhys to be his groomsmen, Jack his best man. All of them said yes.