Little Amy sat on her packed suitcase. The funny man was coming back to get her and take her from her big lonely house.

He said he would come back, come back to get her and go traveling through the stars, and little Amy thought he was a man, a man to keep his word.

But he didn't come back, not that night, and not the next or the next.

The years passed and little Amy was sure he was never going to come back. That he was just like everyone else, leaving and forgetting her, forgetting her in her big lonely house.

Little Amy grew up and became grown-up Amy.

And the Doctor came back.

Grown-up Amy sniped and threatened, but little Amy cried and laughed.

The Raggedy Doctor was back, back to get her. He hadn't forgotten her or lied.

He had gotten lost, but so had she, and now, now they were both found.