A/N: Sorry it's taken so long guys, I've forgotten about this for so long it's actually shocking. Final 2 chapters will be uploaded now, they were finished at 3AM this morning, so if they make no sense I apologise. :D x

-Twenty-

Amy was sat on her bed in her blue bedroom, her plastic TARDIS model in her hands, her red hair tied into a tight bun on the back of her head. It has been a little over a year since that Raggedy man appeared back into her life again, and disappeared just as quickly.. That fact infuriated Amy. He could flit in and out of her life as he pleased, abandoning her as quickly as he may breathe. And it also infuriated her because nobody believed her even now when she was an adult, yet when she mentioned him, people insisted on telling her that he didn't exist, as though telling a stubborn child that Father Christmas didn't exist, and that child refused to let the magic fade away. Even now, when Rory had seen him. And Jeff. And still nobody believed her.

With a low growl, she launched the little blue box across the room where it clattered loudly against the opening door.

"Whoa! Maybe a little warning next time before you launch things at unsuspecting visitors!"

"Talking to an empty room will really help people with their assumption I'm crazy won't they." Amy responded, and looked up to see Mels standing by the door, peering through under her dark mess of curls on her head. She looked like a poodle. "Sorry..." she sighed heavily.

"What's wrong?" Mels asked, walking in and sitting by her 'friend'.

"I'm just angry..." Amy said softly, her sadness and irritation making her Scottish accent more thicker.

"I can see that." Mels joked, but shut up when Amy shot her a look. "Sorry. What are you angry about?"

"Just... The Doctor... I want to know why he keeps breaking his promises... why he keeps leaving me... I want to know why people don't believe me when I say he's real, any why they keep insisting I should be on some psychiatric ward." Amy sighed.

"No one will ever understand, Amy. They're too stuck up their own backsides to see what's around them. He probably leaves cause he's off saving people, just like you said all those years ago. Now stop moping about, stop wanting to be the centre of attention and come on, cause I'm bored and this boring place needs son Mels excitement." Mels stood up.

'Oh no... please let us not get into trouble...' Amy thought to herself as she was pulled up by the hyperactive young woman and dragged down the stairs.

Later that evening, Amy, looking like she could murder her, walked out of the police station with the troublesome Mels after being arrested for joyriding a car and crashing it into a shopping mall in the middle of Gloucester.

"Next time you want to liven up Leadworth... can it please not end up in us nearly being sent to prison." Amy commented with a raised eyebrow.

"Yeah yeah whatever you old bore." Mels smirked as she waved down a taxi which took them both back to Leadworth.