A/N: Sorry about the shortness of this chapter. Just needed to get them out the house of that woman.
Amy turned the shower off and stepped out. Her legs, for some reason, felt like jelly. She reached out and gripped tightly to the hand rail. It took her a few moments to get her balance again. Strange. She grabbed the towel and wrapped it around her body. It was soft and fluffy against her skin. Amy closed her eyes for a few moments, before finally leaving the bathroom and hurrying along the corridor to the next room. A smile spread onto her face. It seemed the woman had noted her dress sense perfectly and set out the perfect outfit for her. She closed the door behind her, let the towel drop to the floor as she walked towards the bed and started to pull on the clothes.
The Doctor paced backwards and forwards in the living room. Why did he feel so nervous? What was he even nervous about? His mind was going mad, so many things were screaming through it. He was sure one more voice would have made his head explode. He couldn't concentrate on anything. He ran his fingers through his hair and turned around, it was in that moment that Amy chose to come down the stairs. The clothes she wore suited her perfectly. The long black leggings hugged her long thin, slender legs and that tight red t-shirt payed every attention to her breasts. He felt his throat go dry. The young redhead flashed him a dazzling smile. He felt his legs turn to mush, thankfully he was rested against the fire place or he would almost defiantly have toppled to the floor.
"You look... nice" he said to her, not really knowing what else to say on the subject. He couldn't not comment on that outfit. She was simply stunning. How was he expected to move his gaze from her curves.
"Thank you" came her reply, something that the Doctor barely even heard in his mind. Before he knew it she was at his side. "So you found anything out yet, or you been waiting for me to ask all the right questions?"
"Since you seemed to take so long in that shower, Miss Pond. I took it upon myself to ask our kind hostess a few things and it turns out there are a lot of myths around that old house. People seem to think there are ghosts hanging around there. Ghosts of two people looking for their family members. It is said that they would be swarming the streets tonight looking for them. Lot of old blabber and rubbish to me. You want to know what I think. I think there is no such things as ghosts. Monsters, yes, aliens yes, but not ghosts. Ghosts most defiantly do not exist"
Amy just raised an eyebrow. Was he being serious? He really didn't believe in ghosts! Now he had to be having her on. "You have got to be joking. If there was one thing I knew existed that wasn't of this world before I met you then it was ghosts."
"No really. Amy there are no such things as ghosts. I am telling you that now. You can't prove me wrong about that. Even if you try" he said folding his arms, mainly just in an attempt to stop himself from reaching out to place his hands on her hips and feel the shapes of her curves in his hands. She was going to kill him! She really was. Of all the girls to obsess over he had to choose one who was getting married.
"Fine! You said there were ghosts in that old house, according to the people of the town, right?" Amy said to him, placing her hands on her hips and staring straight up at him. Her face held such a serious look that the Doctor almost felt like bursting out into laughter. He could manage nothing more than a nod of his head, which encouraged Amy to go on "I am taking you there, then. You and me are going to spend the night there and then I will let you tell me there are no such thing as ghosts"
A small smile crept onto the Doctor's face, she looked so amazing when she had her heart set on something. He felt her hand in his, for the second time that day and his hearts skipped a beat, at least he thought they did. How was he to know when they were beating as fast as they were.
The two of them said goodbye to the woman and made their excuses to leave, saying something along the lines of getting back home. She seemed worried about them being out at night, especially tonight and wasted no time in saying her story again. After a lot of the Doctor convincing her that they would be fine. She reluctantly let them out of the house and into the cold, grey streets. At least now the rain had stopped, that had to be something good.
His fingers slipped from hers and he ran towards the house, the sooner he proved to her that ghosts were not resident there the better. Amy rolled her eyes and started to run after him, when she felt something tugging on her arm. She turned to see a little girl standing there, a very worried look on her face.
"You can't go into that house. No one who ever goes in there comes out alive. You have to tell your friend to stay away from there. You stay away from there too. The face. The face in the window, the little boy and his mother. They will take you" she said to Amy who listened to her every word.
The red head opened her mouth to ask her what she meant by it all, yet before she could get a word out a rather worried woman ran over, grabbed the girls arm and pulled her back towards their home "Stupid girl. I told you to stay in the house tonight!"
"AMY! YOU COMING OR NOT!" the Doctor yelled down the street, making Amy turn around immediately. She suddenly feared the house more than anything and found herself not wanting to go inside it. Who cared about proving the Doctor wrong? Something the girl had said about the faces, frightened her. Yet Amy was unsure why. No! She was going to be brave. She was going to go through with this, just as long as she stayed with the Doctor she would be safe. He would never let any harm come to her. She was almost certain of that. She took a deep breath before making her way over to him. Was it wrong that she was so attracted to him right now? She was getting married to another man and yet she had never been so attracted to the Doctor. Why couldn't she be marrying him instead of Rory? Everything about the Doctor made the blood in her veins burn. She wanted to be with him all the time and never ever ever have to leave him for anything. She couldn't imagine life without him; it made her feel sick to think that the two of them would ever have to go their separate ways. She completly refused to let that happen.
The two figures of Amy Pond and the Doctor walked up the garden path, their feet crunching against the gravel that lay there on the ground. It wasn't long before they reached a large, old oak door. Without a second thought or anything like that the Doctor pushed on it and to his surprise it opened. Amy instantly grabbed hold of his arm as she followed him inside the old house. It was beautiful, even if it was beyond repair.
"Doctor! I don't like it here. I want to go, now!" Amy insisted. Only it didn't seem like that would be an option to her. As those very words came out of her mouth the sound of the door slamming shut behind the two of them made her jump.
Instantly they both spun around and rushed to the door, pushing on it, pulling on the handle with all their might. The Doctor even tried to use the Sonic Screwdriver, despite the fact that it didn't work on wood. Only nothing worked. They were trapped. Trapped in the old house, with no way out.
Amy's eyes fell upon the Doctor again. His face was filled with both confusion and anger. She couldn't look away. "What do we do now?" she asked him, desperate for him to give her an answer. Desperate to know that everything was going to be alright. She wanted nothing more than to have him hold her tightly in his arms and just simply hold her there forever. Let her know that he was never going to let anything happen to her, she was safe. Safe from any harm that was ever anywhere near them. She took a single step towards him, just wanting to feel his body heat against hers. She found her head resting upon his shoulder, rather subconsciously.
"I don't know, Amy! I really don't know" came the honest reply. He really didn't know what to do. It would have helped if he knew what the two of them were up against. But he had no idea, not a clue. It was almost frustrating. As her head rested against his shoulder he wrapped an arm around her small shoulders and hugged her close to him. In that moment everything felt perfect. He knew in that moment that she was now safely where she belonged. He looked down at her. "Amy!"
At the sound of her name she looked up at him.
"I will get you out of here, safely. I promise you that. I am not going to lose you. All you have to do is trust me"
"I do trust you. I trust you with my life, my heart and so much more than that" Amy said him as she leant upwards her lips edging ever so slowly towards his. Unlike the last kiss Amy wasn't going to throw herself at him. No this time she was going to give him time to turn way if he wanted to, only he didn't seem to be. Their lips were mere millimetres away from capturing in a soft kiss when a huge thud came from upstairs.
It made the pair of them look around at the stairs before looking at one another. The Doctor wore a grin on his face and before Amy had time to say anything, if that had been what she was going to do, he had bolted for the stairs and ran up them, taking two at a time and leaving Amy with no choice but to run up them behind him, cursing in her mind what ever it was that had spoilt the perfect moment. She could have kissed him if it hadn't been for that bloody bang.
A/N: Okay, so this chapter id rather rubbish, but I just wanted to get them out and into the house as soon as possible. Also sorry about any spelling mistakes in that I was half asleep when proof reading it. So no doubt. I will be full of them, once again I apologise.
