Author's Note: Alright, here's chapter two! Thanks to you guys that reviewed. I haven't really planned out this story yet, so it's just kind of leading me wherever it wants to go. I guess it can be kind of cheesy at one point in this, but just ignore it. It will come in later, I've at least planned that far. Thanks for continuing to read! I don't own Doctor Who.
One Month Later
"So, where to next?" The Doctor asked, flying around the TARDIS console and pushing seemingly random buttons. "Past, present, future, planets, galaxies..."
He turned to look at Amy and Rory, leaning against the console. The red headed girl played with the ring on her finger, glancing up at Rory, then at the Doctor. She sighed and said, "Oh, I don't know. Anywhere, I guess."
"The 18th century might be cool..." Rory said, looking at Amy awkwardly. "You know, the French revolution and... stuff..."
Amy shook her head, "The revolution? They'll capture us and have us beheaded in seconds."
The Doctor nodded, "La Guillotine. Plus, I went there a few years back..."
His smile faded as he remembered the moments in the fireplace, the droids, the letter from Reinette. They were never just memories now, after that explosion in the old house a month back. It was like he was reliving them.
"There it is again." Amy said, breaking him away from his thoughts.
"There's what again?"
"That look. You've been getting it a lot lately." She moved closer to him. "Like you're missing or remembering something..."
The Doctor watched her cautiously.
"It started after the house, didn't it? Because it's happened to me too." Amy asked, her eyes wide with curiosity. "I've started remembering things I didn't even know happened. Mostly about other people."
The Doctor looked at Rory. "You too?"
Rory nodded. "I've remembered all kinds of things. Even from when I was younger, like really young."
"Nine hundred years worth of memories." Amy said, studying the Doctor's face. "No wonder you're not feeling well."
"Do you want to talk about it or something?" Rory asked carefully. Amy and the Doctor stared at him. "Okay, nevermind."
The Doctor smiled sadly, turning back to the console. "It's nothing. I'm fine."
Amy still watched him. After a moment, she said, "There were others, weren't there? Like us? People who travelled with you?"
He looked up at her, hesitating.
"What, you think I'll be jealous?" She smiled teasingly.
He watched her for a moment. "Yes. There were... others."
He hoped Amy would stop prying, but he knew she wouldn't.
"What happened to them?"
The Doctor looked at her sadly. "I lost them. They left me behind, forgot me..."
"Why would anyone leave this?"
"Not all of them did it... willingly." He sighed, wishing she'd stop asking.
Amy paused for a moment, then began again, more hesitant this time, "Is that going to happen to us, then, Doctor?"
The Doctor stared at her, a vivid memory clouding his thoughts.
"I've been to the year five million, but this, this is really seeing the future- you just leave us behind!" Rose looked hurt, wanting the Doctor to tell her it wasn't true. "Is that what you're going to do to me?"
"No. Not to you." The Doctor said, echoing his memories.
The smile returned to Amy's face. "Good. Alright then, let's go somewhere fun. Get our minds off of all this stuff."
"Right!" The Doctor sprung up, happy to be off of the subject, yet still thinking of Rose. "So, how about a fair or carnival? Those are always fun."
"Yeah, I'd like to see you on a roller coaster." Amy laughed, standing next to the Doctor.
He smiled and started the TARDIS. Within minutes he was opening the doors to a red and gold draped fair, complete with rides and fried foods. Amy jumped out excitedly after the Doctor, dragging Rory along.
"What year is this?" She asked, glancing around.
"2020, Connecticut. We're in America." The Doctor said, looking up. They stood in front of a large ferris wheel surrounded by dozens of smaller rides and stands. "Oh, a fun house! I love those."
Amy and Rory followed the Doctor towards a colorful building with slides and moving stairs on every side. As they came closer to the line, a voice called out to them.
"You still miss her."
The Doctor turned around slowly, looking for the source of the voice.
"Don't you, Doctor?" A young girl had spoken, only fifteen or sixteen year old. She sat in a booth behind him, smiling at his incredulous look. A sign above the booth read "Caramel Apples".
"What?" The Doctor said, moving closer to her.
"You heard me." The girl said, pushing her long black hair out of her face. "All these sudden memories have brought her back into your thoughts, haven't they? You still want her back."
"What are you talking about?" The Doctor asked, standing in front of the girl and studying her face.
"You know what I'm talking about." Her brown eyes were full of mischief and excitement at having gotten his attention. "I can bring you back to her."
"Doctor, what's she talking about?" Amy asked, staring at the girl.
"Who are you?" The Doctor said, ignoring Amy's question.
"I am Maia."
"Yes, but what are you?"
"Oh, I'm no alien. I'm just as human as everyone else here." She replied.
The Doctor hesitated. "Alright, then. What are you suggesting I do?"
"Buy an apple." The girl said plainly. The Doctor stared at her. Still smiling, she placed four golden apples on the counter in front of him. She leaned forward and whispered so that only they could hear her. "The apples of love and discord."
The Doctor stood back and nodded.
"What's that? What are the apples of love and discord?" Rory asked.
"They're from the ancient Greek myths. Three golden apples were given by Aphrodite to a young man so he could win a girls heart. The apple of discord was offered to Aphrodite, Athena, and Hera by a man named Paris. The goddesses didn't know that it was the apple of discord. He said that the fairest goddess would have the apple. They fought over the apple, and soon after the apple was given to Aphrodite a war broke out." The Doctor looked up at the girl. "So, what am I supposed to do with them?"
"Offer them to her." The girl said, leaning back. "I can bring you back to her easily."
"Easily? She's in a parallel universe!" The Doctor cried, coming closer.
"I have my ways." The girl smiled. "You've seen the cracks haven't you? The cracks in time and space?"
"I closed those cracks."
"One remains open. It sealed itself a while back, but it reopened several days later. It was like something had forced it back open." The girl looked at each of them in turn. "That crack is connected to her universe. You can get to her through it."
The Doctor studied her. "Well, if I can get to her that easily, why do I need your apples? Why couldn't I just go now?"
"The apples are the key to the crack. You can't get to the crack without my apples." The girl said.
He paused. "So you're just going to give me the apples? There has to be something you gain from this."
"Well, I don't gain from it much, but you lose a bit from it." The girl smiled. "Two things actually. Or else it won't work."
"What?"
"Your voice."
"Ha, what is this? The Little Mermaid?" Amy put in sarcastically.
"You may not speak to her until she's accepted the apples." The girl said, ignoring Amy.
The Doctor nodded. "What else?"
"She cannot know who you are until she has accepted the apples as well."
"That's easy; if he can't talk to her he can't tell her." Rory said. "Who are we talking about anyway?"
"Is there any more?" The Doctor asked.
"It must be done in three days. That is when the crack closes. Otherwise you are trapped there." The girl looked at each of them again. "Though I'm sure you'd like to be stuck there with her now, I'm not so sure about once you've gotten there."
"Doctor, I'm not so sure about this." Rory said, watching the girl.
"Yeah, Doctor, I don't like this. We should go." Amy looked at the Doctor.
"That's it then?" The Doctor asked, ignoring them.
The girl nodded. "Just take the apples to your ship. Place them on the console. They'll do the rest."
The Doctor looked at the apples, thinking. He'd give anything to see her again, but he knew this had to be a trick. Amy had been joking about it being like the Little Mermaid, but she was right. The girl had to gain from it somehow.
What if she didn't want him there? What if she was happy without him? It was wrong to go there. It could rip apart the fabric of time itself.
His hand moved towards the apples slowly as he made his decision.
"Doctor, don't!" Amy shouted, but it was too late. His fingers had touched an apple. The girl laughed and disappeared in a swirl of mist and smoke. The Doctor stared at the place she had been, regret written all over his face. He stood unmoving, realizing what he'd done.
"Doctor...?"
He barely heard Amy's call to him, but it was enough to snap him out of his trance. He grabbed the rest of the apples, turned swiftly, and started towards the TARDIS. It was too late to change his mind now.
"Doctor, wait!" Amy yelled after him, running to keep up.
The Doctor opened the doors to the TARDIS and moved towards the console, ignoring Amy.
"I still don't think this is a good idea, Doctor." Rory said, standing behind him.
"Yeah, where are we going anyway? Who was she talking about?" Amy asked, moving next to the Doctor as he fiddled with buttons.
"An old friend I lost." He answered after a moment's hesitation, placing the apples on the console and looking up at the old monitor. The screen flashed and seven numbers appeared.
"223 9653? What are those, coordinates?" Amy asked.
"No, they're words." The Doctor said, starting the TARDIS.
"Well, what does it say?"
The Doctor looked back at her, his eyes filled with a mix of sadness and determination.
"Bad Wolf."