A/N: Thank you all for being so understanding and having to wait longer than the usual. I have part of the next chapter planned, and a rough idea of how it will start. As for the middle and ending, well anything could happen!
Summary: The Doctor goes back to when Amy first wakes up after being abandoned by him, and he listens in to the phone call to find her parents had in fact disowned her and moved away, and her aunt had moved too. He watches her talk to her raggedy Doctor doll, and writes the letter that she had left him. He followed her through the moors, until she came to the edge of a cliff. He contemplated whether or not to actually save her, as what if he creates a living hell for her? He saves her at the last minute, and tells her he loves her like the existence of the universe depends on it. He asks her to come home.
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~An indecisive want.~
The Doctor and Amy had returned to the TARDIS after the ordeal, and they had both changed into clean dry clothes. The Doctor hadn't left Leadworth, as he wanted to be sure of something.
"Amy?" he asks, beckoning her to come over to where he was. She went over, still extremely grateful, happy and relieved that she was back with him.
"Yeh?" she asked. The Doctor smiled down at his fragile scot.
"I want to be sure, 100% that you know exactly what you're getting yourself into. I'm guessing you're wanting to take this…further so to speak?" he asked, implying taking their relationship further. She nodded, eager to do anything that will break the invisible barrier the Doctor had made between them. "Ok, so, I'm going to let you in my mind…well…sort of…and you'll see things, feel things, and hear things. They won't all be pleasant, but I need to be sure, ok?" he asked.
"Go for it." She asked, a little apprehensive of what was to come. He slowly placed his fingers on her temples. They gazed into each other's eyes for a moment, then the Doctor shut his and Amy felt a surge of energy shoot through her mind and throughout her body. It caused her to jolt a little, but the Doctor kept a steady hold of her head so the connection wouldn't break. Her eyes were still open, but they were seeing what her mind was. Her eyes moved around not knowing where to look at all the information being beamed to her brain. She saw ghastly sites, like graveyards, she occasionally heard laughter, but screams and crying was the most present sound. Images flashed before her, showing a beautiful orange landscape, but was quickly replaced by a site of war, death and devastation. Her body experienced 1000's of emotions, many which were new to her as a human. After the Doctor had showed her what he felt she had to see, he let go and Amy returned, almost out of breath. The first thing she did was hug the Doctor so tight, stroking his hair.
"Amy, Amy, what's wrong?" the Doctor asked, stunned by her reaction. He had expected her to run away from this monster.
"Everything. Everything you have ever been through. I thought it would be bad, but nowhere near…oh Doctor you've been through so much. Too much." She sobbed into his shoulder. The Doctor was taken aback by her reaction, but snuggled her too.
"But are you scared, Amy?" he asked her. He needed to know. This was the make or break question literally. Still unwilling to let go of the hug, she whispers:
"No. The only thing I'm scared of is hurting you anymore than you already have been." She said, a little muffled from his jacket "I just hope I'm what the Doctor ordered." She joked into his ear. The Doctor smiled. Amy finally pulled out of the hug, and kissed the Doctor tenderly, wanting to feel him. He replied this time; he replied with all his hearts, cradling her head in his hand, supporting her spine so she was close to him. Amy pushed forward, forcing the Doctor to lean back onto the control panel, so she was almost on top of him. In the process, it pressed a few buttons, and suddenly the TARDIS was moving. The Doctor panicked, but Amy didn't plan on letting him go anytime soon. She latched onto his lips, as his body was moving away trying to control his machine. The Doctor now had a difficult decision; kiss Amy or save the TARDIS. Suddenly they were both thrown to the floor, the Doctor landing on top of Amy. "Ooo Doctor." Amy said flirtatiously. He flashed a smile but scrambled up and tried to find out where they were.
"Argh! The monitor is broken!" he said frustrated, whacking the equipment. "Looks like we'll have to find out for ourselves." Amy was one step ahead of him, and grabbed his hand and flung open the door. She was greeted with a vast desert and blazing hot heat. She then noticed something else.
"Doctor, is it me, or are we moving?"
"No it's not just you. Hang on." He inhaled a huge amount of air. "Smells like Earth." Amy peered round the corner. She gasps and whispers to the Doctor:
"We're on a cart – being towed by camels!" she said, trying not to raise her voice.
"You wha-?" the Doctor was hushed by a finger on his lips from Amy. He frowned but Amy shot him a look that soon stopped him from retaliating. The Doctor held his finger up at Amy to warn her not to stop him. He lay down on his front on the TARDIS's floor, and scooped up some of the sand. He licked it which made Amy cringe. He whisked her back inside, shutting the TARDIS's door.
"Amy, this is Egypt…in 49BC. Cleopatra's time." he said. Excitement brushed Amy's eyes.
"You mean, right now, we could see Cleopatra?" she said, jumping up and down with excitement. The Doctor laughed. He then sighed:
"Shame we hadn't crash landed nearer Turkey, and about 1900 years later."
"Why?" Amy asked perplexed.
"cos I could of bought a fez." The Doctor said seriously. Amy rolled her eyes.
"Anyway, we better make sure we're heading Cleopatra's way." And he flung the door back open and peered round to see the driver of the cart. The poor man nearly jumped out of his skin and hauled the cart to a neck-breaking stop.
"Wh-wh-who are you?" the man asked, astounded at the site of them. He hadn't passed any living thing for hours, so how did they get there? The man thought.
"I'm the Doctor, and this…" he pulled Amy round the TARDIS too "is Amy." He grinned. Before the man had anytime to speak, the Doctor asked "So, who are you and where are you planning on taking the TAR- box. This blue box?" he tapped the side of the TARDIS.
"To Cleopatra sir, I'm one of her servants. I saw the blue box crash into the sand, and I thought I'd take a look. The Pharaoh will be most intrigued." He explained.
"Ah, great. Carry on then!" the Doctor smiled. The man just sat and stared. "Well come on!" the Doctor gestured to the man to carry on the journey, and he did so, although a bit freaked out that he had two oddly dressed people clearly not of this land with him. The Doctor and Amy sat on the edge of the TARDIS dangling their legs. It was 20 minutes before they reached the palace, and it was of exquisite architecture; vast columns that reminded Amy a little of Rome and its own architecture. Once they arrived, the Doctor was going to ask the servant if he wanted him to park his TARDIS, but then remembered that maybe it wasn't the best of ideas showing just anyone alien technology. Instead they had to follow the TARDIS which was being carted and placed in front of Cleopatra herself. The Doctor and Amy stood beside it, and the Doctor bowed. He had to nudge Amy to remind her, and she almost stumbled with the quickness of which she bowed. Cleopatra left her throne, and travelled down the steps to be on the same level as the Doctor and Amy. She was a slender, youthful woman, with dark skin, satin black hair and very beautiful ark eyes framed by kohl eyeliner, exactly like the textbooks Amy thought. Cleopatra seemed to take an interest in the Doctor, eyeing him up as it were.
"Who are you, where do you come from and what is this blue box?" she asked, in a sweet enchanting voice.
"The Doctor, somewhere far away and something magical." He had a grin on his face, like he enjoyed answering in an almost riddle-like tone. Cleopatra smiled back, but it was more of a frustrated smile.
"A doctor?" she questioned. She was very interested in this Doctor, and Amy quickly noticed. "And your friend here?"
"Girlfriend." Amy corrected her. She may be a Pharaoh, but she doesn't have permission to steal him from me she thought. Cleopatra raised her eyebrows in response to Amy's quite rude tone.
"I see…and how is this box magic, Doctor?" she asked, her eyes fixated on his. "What does it do exactly?" Amy realises that Cleopatra is treading in dangerous waters now. She flashes the Doctor a look as if to say be careful, and the Doctor replies with a look to say I know, I've done this for centuries, remember?
"If I were to tell you it was a time machine, what would you say?"
"I would still ask; what does it do?"
"Takes you anywhere. The past, the future. Even out of this world." He says, smiling at the look of wonder Cleopatra had.
"Doctorrrr…" Amy said in a warning tone.
"It's ok." He winks at Amy.
"Impossible." Cleopatra said, taking him for a madman. She wasn't entirely wrong, addressing him as a madman. "Though I would like to look inside." She said, taking her gaze off the Doctor and touching the blue wood, looking at this mysterious wooden box with marvel and curiosity. Amy scowled at Cleopatra. For some reason she felt protective over not only the Doctor but the TARDIS itself.
"Well then, I'll show you, I'll prove it." He clicked his fingers like he had once done with Amy and the TARDIS door opened. Amy couldn't help but feel a little jealous. Cleopatra stepped in, and her jaw nearly touched the floor. She stepped back out, inspected the sides of the box, looking for any hidden areas but there were none. The Doctor laughs at now he has one of the greatest known Egyptians in awe. She steps back inside, but just before the Doctor could follow, Amy grabbed his arm.
"Doctor, what are you doing?" she asked, concerned.
"Having fun." He smiled. "You should try it." He tormented.
"Oi!" she said poking him. "What about the whole time can be re-written thing? What if Cleopatra does something different because of what you're doing, showing her stuff like this?" she said concerned.
"I won't let it happen, don't worry. I know Cleopatra quite well, I've met her before when she was older." He smiled, and went into the TARDIS. Amy wasn't quite convinced, but followed and shut the door behind.
"Well Doctor, you are some magician." Cleopatra said. She didn't look so great and powerful now, dwarfed by the size of the TARDIS. The Doctor laughed at her calling him a magician.
"Fancy seeing this world from up in the sky?" he asked, flicking some switches.
"Show me." She said, smiling sweetly and moving over to where the Doctor was standing.
"Ok then, hold on!" he said as the TARDIS flew up into space. Cleopatra was took by surprise and grabbed onto the Doctor's arm. Amy frowned so hard if the wind changed direction she would have stayed that way. Eventually the bumpy ride eased. "Amy, would you do the honours?" he asked, gesturing her to open the doors. She glowered a little, dragged her feet to the TARDIS doors like a child and pushed the doors open. She crossed her arms and waited for this oh-so-great Cleopatra to see outer space. The Doctor escorted the Pharaoh to the doors. "This, Cleopatra is your world; Earth, from above. Millions of years ago back when the whole world was one piece of land." Cleopatra couldn't believe her eyes.
"You are truly the most magnificent magician the world has ever seen. How come I haven't heard of you before?" she asked, frowning in confusion.
"Magic." He said grinning. She laughed, putting her delicate hand on the Doctor's arm as she did, which didn't help Amy's annoyance what so ever.
"Well then, we better get back. Hopefully I'll get the time right…" he muttered as he went over to the controls. They materialized back to where they had come from, but he got the time wrong by several hours; it was now night in Egypt.
"Doctor I am in great debt. You and your…girlfriend…" she nearly choked on the word "…will join me for a private banquet. You can stay the night too, in our top guest room." She said in a seductive voice.
"I would be honoured. But what you have seen was meant for your eyes only. An experience only to be shared with yourself." He said.
"Ah, I understand." She said smiling. "Dinner is ready, the servants are waiting. Come this way." And she directed the Doctor and Amy to a vast dining hall, but which there were only a few servants. Once Cleopatra entered the room, they bowed and left, as they knew by her guests and her facial expression this was a private buffet. She offers them both wine, and nearly pours it down the Doctor's throat.
"So then Doctor, you must tell me more about yourself. Where you come from. You said somewhere far away. Where is far away?" she asked, sipping some wine. The Doctor waited until he had finished eating before he spoke.
"It's a land so far away, it can never be visited." He said.
"But you have a time machine." Cleopatra said bemused.
"It can only do so much." He said, this time looking down into his wine.
"And Amy, you come from the same place?" Cleopatra asked. The Doctor looked up to Amy. She looked back at him, smiling then replied to the Pharaoh's question.
"No, but I do live far away too."
"Oh." Said Cleopatra; not really taking much interest, and instead pouring the Doctor another glass of wine. He looked reluctant. "Doctor, go on, I insist! I will take it personally if you deny it." She said smiling. He flashed a quick impish smile, then drunk some more wine. It was having a bit of an effect on him. Cleopatra laughed, and gazed into his eyes. She placed her hand which was endowed in fine jewellery on top of his. "You know Doctor; you could do a lot of things with that magic box." She said in a lower than usual voice. Amy looked away and ate some weird looking food instead.
"Oh Cleopatra. I know what you're trying to do." Said the Doctor. Amy took interest. Did the Doctor actually catch on Cleopatra fancied the socks off him? Cleopatra listened, waiting for him to continue. "The magic box can only have one owner. And it can't be abused for power either." He smiled. "Nice try though." He laughed. She laughed a little disappointed.
"You are very clever Doctor." She said, her hand making its way up his arm. Amy couldn't stand it anymore. She got up, yanked the Doctor away and stormed outside.
"Doctor! Can you not see she's trying to seduce you?" Amy said in a loud whisper. He laughed.
"Don't worry, I only have eyes for one woman. You Amy!" he said stroking her face. She smiled a little, relieved, not that she doubted him. It was just Cleopatra was so beautiful and Amy had read how she seduced men to get what she wanted. A servant appeared.
"Cleopatra wishes to know if you'd like to stay the night." Amy nearly answered no, but the Doctor got there first.
"We'd be delighted." He smiled, and took Amy by the arm back to the palace. Amy didn't move. "Don't you fancy staying the night in an Egyptian palace? It's not every day that happens now, is it?" he smiled.