A/N: This is the second and final part of Fred's diary. It's shorter than the last chapter but hey ho! I've just finished writing chapter four but I'm a little unsure of whether I like it or not so it won't go up yet.

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The Diary: One Year – Eighteen Months

One Year

One year with the Doctor! How exciting! I can't believe it's been a year! It feels like it's been a lifetime and no time at all.

We've just come back from Earth. Oh, that sounds odd! I mean, we've just been to Earth and are now...oh, I don't know where we are. Hang on.

I just asked the Doctor. Apparently, we are "floating about deciding which party to join next". And, yes, that is a direct quote. He only makes sense to himself. I presume he means we're just floating around in space.

Anyway, when I got up today, the Doctor told me he had already decided where we were going. When I asked, he said he wanted me to meet someone I reminded him of sometimes. I really hoped it wasn't some horrible red alien. He really can be so rude without even realising it. Thankfully, we landed on Earth in the year 2010. When I stepped outside, the T.A.R.D.I.S. had landed at the end of an average suburban street called 'Bannerman Road'.

"Doctor, who are we meeting?" He didn't respond; he just smiled, took my arm and began leading me along the road.

"Doctor!" There was a sudden cry and we both turned. A woman with brown hair just past her shoulders and a trim figure was rushing out of her drive and towards us. She stopped before us, breathless and excited. "Oh, Doctor, I knew it was you!" She and the Doctor embraced and I stood next to them, unsure of why I was there. When they parted, I had a proper look at the woman. She was older than I had previously thought, though undoubtedly looked very good for her age.

"Fred, this is Sarah-Jane Smith. Sarah-Jane, this is Winifred Knight."

"Hello." Sarah-Jane said, holding out her hand. I shook it and she smiled. "Would you like to come in? Or are you on business?"

"Nope. Purely a social visit, I'm happy to say."

"How wonderful!" She led us inside her house and (naturally) we had tea.

I listened to the Doctor and Sarah-Jane catch up. From what I could gather of their conversation, Sarah-Jane was a companion of the Doctor's in one of his previous regenerations for quite a while. I liked the way she spoke to him; she wasn't afraid to say what she thought even if she knew he wouldn't like it. After about an hour, the Doctor stood said he wanted to go and check in with Mr. Smith. Sarah-Jane told him he had been a little glitchy lately. I really had no idea what they were talking about but decided it was safer not to ask.

I heard his footsteps on the stairs and Sarah-Jane beamed at me from across the kitchen table. I smiled back, unsure of what to say.

"How are you finding it?" she asked.

"Travelling with the madman upstairs?"

She laughed. "Yes. Exhilarating isn't it?"

I nodded. "Oh, yes. It's quite...exhilarating. Terrifying sometimes, but exhilarating."

"He wouldn't have it any other way. And neither would you, I expect."

"That's true. What about you?"

"Neither would I! No matter how scared I was, he always had a way of making me feel...alright, not safe, exactly...but hopeful; hopeful that we'd get out."

I nodded again. "It's true. He drives me crazy sometimes, but I know I can always count on him."

We sat in comfortable silence for a moment before Sarah-Jane opened her mouth, hesitated and then closed it again.

"What?"

"Nothing." She shook her head and took a sip of her tea, an embarrassed smile on her face.

"No, go on! What?"

"Well...did you ever..." She trailed off, glancing at the doorway and checking that the Doctor was nowhere in ear shot.

"What?"

"Do you ever find the Doctor attractive?"

There was a pause before we both burst out laughing.

"God, yes! I don't think you can travel with the Doctor and not find him attractive at least some of the time."

"I agree. Wholeheartedly." We both stopped when we heard the Doctor's footsteps on the stairs again. When he entered he said,

"What have you lovely ladies been talking about?"

We looked at each other and burst out laughing again. The Doctor sat down next to me, seeming a little nervous.

"I'll ask no more. I should have known you'd be like this together."

It was really wonderful to visit Sarah-Jane and she hugged us both when we left, telling the Doctor to look after me and me to look after the Doctor. Just as we were leaving, she called:

"I'll see you soon I hope! Good luck."

Inside the T.A.R.D.I.S, I asked the Doctor why we had visited her; as lovely as it had been, I was still curious.

"Because I wanted you to see."

"See what, Doctor?"

"I wanted you to see that I will never leave you. Not really."

Amy felt a lump in her throat as she read the last lines. Fred's relationship with the Doctor wasn't like hers, she realised. When Amy first started travelling with the Doctor, she would have jealous. Now though, she felt sad that their relationship had finished. The Doctor was her best friend and she wanted him to be happy. She pushed away her thoughts and read the penultimate entry.

Eighteen Months

The Doctor took me into the future to meet a giant head in a glass tank. That's what he took me to see today. A giant head.

"Don't worry. It'll be fun!" he said.

The head was apparently the Face of Boe who was holding an audience with the chief ambassadors of the Solar System. As you do. Anyway, Boe (the Face? What's the correct abbreviation of his name?) was very happy to see the Doctor and the Doctor him.

The conference was pretty dull so we sat at the back and the Doctor told me that he had been with Boe when he died. From the way the Doctor was speaking about him, Boe was evidently a goodie.

The Face of Boe came over to talk to us afterwards and the Doctor introduced us. Boe studied me and said, "Consider your dream carefully."

I have no idea what he talking about and said so. He gave a deep laugh and said that I would in time. Other than that, Bow was a pretty nice fellow; the conference was an attempt to restore peace amongst the planets in the Solar System after years of war and disagreements.

"Great isn't he?" The Doctor said when we left as he hooked his arm over my shoulders.

"He seems swell."

"Swell? Swell?" He laughed. "No one says swell."

"I say swell."

"What was your dream?"

"Hmmm? Oh, I don't know. I don't remember. I don't think I really dreamt of anything last night."

Amy sighed. That entry was very unhelpful. It was different to the ones before. In the previous entries, Fred had gone into so much detail but in this one there was hardly any; as though she had been distracted. Amy studied the page once more and was about to turn to the last entry when she spotted a small note at the bottom of the page.

P.S:

I've just remembered my dream!

There was a man; a man with such a big smile...it looked like he had too many teeth. And his eyes! They were so black!

In the dream he was wearing a hood and he looked at me and smiled a huge, devilish smile and began to laugh. He laughed and laughed and laughed until it echoed in my head.

Then he stopped, put his finger to his lips and went "Shhh!" and winked. And then I woke up.

Hmmm. Silly really. I doubt it means anything.

Amy didn't know what to make of Fred's dream. It must be significant otherwise why would she have mentioned it at all? And was that dream the one the Face of Boe was referring to? Or was he referring to another dream? Maybe a life dream or an ambition? Amy shook her head and turned to the last entry, hoping that it would offer some explanation.

The last entry was only three sentences. When Amy read them, she felt her eyes prick with tears. She stared at the page for moment before desperately flicking through the rest of the book, wanting to find more. But there was no more writing. Amy snapped the book shut and stood up from Fred's bed. She hesitated for the only the slightest of moments before swiftly exiting the room, diary in hand.

The walk to the control room wasn't long and felt even shorter with all the thoughts and questions buzzing in Amy's mind. Coming down the corridor, she could hear the Doctor and Rory talking and swapping their usual banter.

"Doctor?" she said, cutting across their conversation as soon as she entered the room.

"What is it, Pond? As you can see, I'm awfully busy here." He replied with his back to her as he threw a dart at the board, Rory next to him clutching his own and waiting for his turn.

"Doctor? Who's Fred?"

The Doctor froze. Amy couldn't see his face but his shoulders had gone very stiff. Rory frowned.

"Doctor? Are you alright?"

The Doctor ignored him. "How did you find out about her?" He turned to face her at last and his eyes were shining with unshed tears. "How much do you know?"

Rest assured, you WILL find out what the last entry in the diary says in the next chapter!

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