Part 4: Allons-y!

The Doctor and Donna rushed back up to the room where Amy resided. She waited impatiently, trying to figure out ways to explain to not make him upset, like the Doctor said he would be. Again, she felt a little frustrated, knowing that if she knew the reason why he would be so upset in the first place, she would be able to work with it. The Doctor walked in and she stared at him for a second.

"…Yes?" He finally asked her after she had said nothing for a little too long.

"Uh, right. I, uh, talked to…you but not yet you-"

"I know what you mean." She nodded.

"You have to bring me to him because of some stupid Timelord nonsense about not being able to go back but allowed to go forward- I don't even know."

"Thank you!" Donna added, "He explained it to me, and I just got more confused."

" Right? That's usually when I tune him out…" Amy said pursing her lips.

"Yeah, same."

"Thank you, both of you. Glad to know the people I travel with pay attention when I talk."

"Well, in my defense, you get excited and just keep talking and talking. Eventually you look like an over excited twelve year old going on about some device that can detect particles or something and it's really not my-"

"I look twelve?"

Amy bit her lip and winced a little bit, "Spoilers. I think. If I haven't spoiled it already…sorry." She gave him a sympathetic look, "I mean, it's not like you're ugly or anything. It's actually kinda cute...Anyway, I had a point." She made a gesture for the pair to sit down. "So the easiest thing to do would be to send you the coordinates of where the Doctor and I were so he doesn't have to go anywhere and I'll know if we're in the right place since you can't see each other."

"Right, makes sense." He read Amy's worried expression and didn't understand why she was talking so dramatically. "Is there something the matter?"

"He's at this beach, on Earth."

The Doctor felt his hearts sink. "Bad Wolf Bay?" Amy only nodded, overwhelmed by the instantaneous change in mood of the alien in front of her. She saw the heartbreak in his eyes that she rarely saw on her Doctor. Even Donna's smile had vanished.

The Doctor looked at the beautiful young human in front of him. She was, in ever definition of the word, gorgeous. Her long legs were mocking him in a short skirt. Her red hair was pulled up, reveling the halter straps of what he only assumed was a bikini because the Tardis was an old pervert. Even then, the bright yellow tank top she was wearing left little to the imagination, even with the cardigan. Yet it was her eyes that did it for him.

He scoffed at her "Of course I take you there." was all her said and Amy felt her cheeks turn red, and the need to defend herself came, but she ignored it. She sat there, defeated, and watched the Doctor storm out of the room.

She had seen the Doctor as many things; devastated, depressed, without hope, angry even- but she had never seen him as she did in that moment before, heartbroken. The strange alien she saved the universe and traveled time with became more human in one moment than Amy ever thought possible.

Donna rested her hand on the girls' back and rubbed small comforting circles into it. "You know how he gets."

Amy swallowed the lump in her throat and noted that it tasted quite a bit like betrayal. Her eyes were a bit watery, but she didn't really have it in her to cry. She leaned into her new friend and rested her head on her shoulder. "Yeah. Just not with me."

Even though her better judgment told her not to wonder around a city she didn't know alone, that's exactly what Amy found herself doing. The sun was starting to set and Amy wasn't exactly sure where she was. She groaned. Donna had stayed at the room, deciding that she would just wait for the Doctor to show up, but Amy knew that was bullshit and that she would be shopping as soon as she stepped out the door.

She admired the cobblestone streets, and under any other circumstances would've been enjoying herself thoroughly. She never thought she'd be able to see the Eiffel Tower at all, let alone in 1903. She was a little peeved that she hadn't seen a poodle yet, but she knew there were larger problems at hand.

After walking even farther than she originally intended, Amy noticed that her feet were aching. Her pride stopped her from asking for directions, so she turned around and decided she would get there eventually, besides she had only made a few turns.

She shook her head continued to walk. She saw a café and sat down. She ordered a coffee and put her communicator on, but the Doctor's must've been off because she didn't get a response. Her coffee came and she stared at it. She looked to her left and saw a man in a brown suit peering at her over his newspaper. It should've surprised her to see him there, but it didn't. Even if it didn't look like him, that was her Doctor and they thought the same way.

He looked over at her, trying to hide the fact by jotting his eyes down whenever she looked over at him. After glaring at him for a good two minutes, Amy got up and sat at his table. "Done being a jerk yet?"

"Kinda, yeah."

"Good, then you can buy me a coffee."

The coffee came and Amy sipped it in silence, trying to figure out what she wanted to say to him. There was so much she wanted to discuss, but knew he wouldn't understand. Like how she wanted for him to press his forehead to hers, and then kiss it, because that's what made her feel safe. Or like how she wanted to remind him that bowties aren't cool. Or that fish from space that pretend to be vampires are the coolest thing ever. She quirked her eyebrow, inwardly noting that he could've agreed with the last one.

She continued to stare at him until finally he put his coffee down abruptly and asked, "What? What is it? Is there something on my face?"

Amy reached out and touched his hand, "I know you don't know me, and that what I'm asking you to do is very hard, but I need you to think like if this happened to Donna. Wouldn't you want her back with you? Wouldn't you do anything you could to get her back?"

"Of course I would, she's my best friend."

"I know you don't know it, but in the future you're my best friend, and I really miss you." Her eyes were watery and the last few words were very difficult for her to get out, "And you'll miss me too."

The Doctor stared at the girl, not knowing what to say or how to comfort her. She was a stranger, and there she was, pouring her heart out and crying; but he knew that she wasn't a stranger, not really. Finally, he squeezed her hand and Amy lost it. She held onto his hand and cried. People on the streets stared at her, "Bugger off!" She screamed at them, still crying.

"Amy, Amy….Amy." The Doctor sighed and got up from his seat. He kneeled in front of her and brought his face close to hers. Amy leaned in so her head touched his lightly, feeling the relief of something familiar. The Doctor could feel the heat radiating from her cheeks. He leaned in a little bit too, to reassure her. She stopped crying, but stayed exactly where she was. "You alright now?" Amy nodded. "Okay, come on."

"Donna, how many things did you get?" The Doctor asked, annoyed. There were bags upon bags crowding the console room. Every time he tried to get around the console, he stepped on a bag, gaining a disgruntled noise from both of the redheads sitting on the glass floor.

Amy was currently going through them all, admiring all the soft fabrics and pretty deigns while Donna held them up to her body, showing them off.

"You left me alone. You should've seen this coming. Besides, the Tardis is dimensionally transcen- something or other."

"Transcendental." Amy and the Doctor said at the same time. She looked up at him and smiled.

"Yeah, so-" She got up and patted him on the back, "You don't have to worry about space!"

The Doctor squeezed his eyes shut and sighed. He pulled out his glasses and started to get to work. "Don't you need the coordinates?"

"I know where to go."

"But what if the year-"

He looked at her, "I know where to go." He repeated, coldly. Amy nodded and joined Donna on the other end.

"Do you know why he's like this?"

"Don't tell her Donna. I haven't told her for a reason."

"That's not true!" Amy protested. She looked at Donna, but she shrugged. Amy groaned and watched the man. He wasn't as frantic and jittery as her Doctor, but he still appeared to be a boy in a candy shop with all the levers he was pulling and buttons he was pushing. "Need any help?" She offered.

"No."

Amy rolled her eyes, "Such a man."

"Yep."

"What's that supposed to mean? Never mind. Amy, come here." She went over to him and he grabbed her hand and place it on one of the levers. She felt how close he was and noticed that her Doctor never got that close to her behind. He leaned down to her ear, "Now Amy, I'm going to tell you a word. And when I say so, you're going to say that word, and pull that lever. Understood?"

She shuddered, "Yes."

His hand reached up and was lightly on top of hers, still giving her full control but letting him do it as well. "Now."

"Allons-y!"

AN: Two whole weeks :( I'm sorry this took forever, I had a lot going on. I made this one way longer than the others because it's an entire part on its' own. Half way through writing this, my great aunt passed away. My family is really close so it was really like losing a grandparent. Then school was the next day. Goodness.

For those who've started school, I hope all went well. I love all of my classes so I'm really excited!

This one got a lot more physical than I had planned. A lot of that is added after editing. I dunno, I just think 10 is a lot more willing than 11. I felt like a jerk writing him because he's so complex :( I hope I got the message across. I wasn't trying to make him an asshole, but I think I'd react the same way. The end is approaching! Amy is going home :)

Reviews would be glorious my loves. Love you all xxoo