A/N Part 3 of Amy's thoughts. I don't own. Reviews make for better writing.
3. Delight
The feeling of being in his arms after so long. The thrill of running away from the mundane life you've built, with the man who took 14 years to return. The way you feel safe with him, even in the middle of a historical warzone. The thrill of running from impossible monsters, saving worlds and afterwards stealing away in the night with your madman and his box. The shiver that runs down your spine when you see him stalk towards an alien and demand they release you, with him looking like there's a storm in his eyes and them frightened of who (or what) could cause such a reaction. The sight of him running around the console, frantically hitting buttons and pulling levers whilst simultaneously clinging to the railings for dear life; and then collapsing into a laughing pile with his proclaiming "Textbook landing!" too loudly into your ear. The simple things, like him taking you to a planet with the best ice cream in the universe, after you complaining that the one thing you couldn't find in the TARDIS freezer was a tub of mint choc chip. (The photo that you have of him with raspberry ripple all over his face, that never fails to make you smile). The knowledge that even if he says "five minutes" and takes 12 years, he will come back for you, and once he does he won't let you go again without a fight.