Amy was trying to be a good mother and a good wife to her husband so she did her best to ignore the black boxes that kept appearing everywhere she went. She saw them littered in the streets, on people's desks at work and even in her daughters bedroom. Amy was afraid they might be dangerous. They were jet black boxes just a little larger than the palm of your hand. They didn't do anything; they just sat there.

"Look at you!" Dr. Smith extended his arms to hug his old friend. "The Journalist and The Nurse. All grown up" The Doctor was feeling rather old. His Amy was undeniably an adult. "You wanted to talk to me about something?" He asked.

"I keep seeing these" Amy handed him her sketchbook to show The Doctor her drawings of the cubes.

"How long?" The Doctor asked examining the photo.

"A few months." Amy shrugged. "They haven't done anything. They just sit there"

The cubes stayed but Amy and Rory went about their lives like everything was normal. They celebrated their 10th anniversary with a big house party. The Doctor came late but arrived nonetheless.

The couple was happy and laughing it up with friends but Rory's father had a feeling something was wrong.

"Doctor, I know maybe there's some confidentiality issue involved but are they alright?" Brian asked.

"I think so. There's nothing to worry about" The Doctor reassured him. "Just keep looking out for them."

Brian spent a lot more time at the Pond's household. Amy was so pleased that Rory's father had accepted her that she went out of her way to help him. She wanted to prove that she was good enough.

"Let me help you with that, Brian." Amy would jump in whenever she saw him doing a chore around the house. She took half the dishes he'd been drying and took care of them. "Does it look good, Brian?" She asked.

"Looks wonderful, Amy" Brian smiled noticing how she lit up when Brian complimented her efforts. He felt even happier when he saw how Amy beamed when his son walked in.

"How was your day?" Amy smiled and took his bag. "Look we cleaned the whole kitchen." She waited for Rory to smile and nod before continuing. "I'll put the kettle on for you. I know you've had a long day at work." Amy ran up and kissed him.

"Thanks, love you" Rory smiled as his wife walked back to the stove.

Melody ran in and hugged her father. "Dad!" She was nine years old now.

Rory kept forgetting what a big girl she was. "Go help your mum with the tea. I really need to talk to you granddad." Rory and Brian walked into the living room. "Dad, I'm so glad you've been spending time here with Amy. It really helps. She loves it."

"Yeah, I've noticed." Brian's smile diminished somewhat. "But I just have to ask. What are the cubes? Is Amelia well? She mentioned them and I didn't know what to say."

"She's as well as Amy can be I guess" Rory shrugged. "They've been popping up everywhere for nearly a year now but they haven't done anything so we figured it's not a serious problem." Rory put his hand on his father's shoulder. "You're really helping by being here with her. Thanks"

"I was so afraid she'd recent me for all the indifference I showed her in the past. But..." Brian looked down at the ground feeling rather guilty about his mistreatment of Amy and his son. "She's so happy I'm here"

"All she's ever wanted was to be part of a family, dad. After her aunt dumped her; she had no one." Rory smiled as he remembered what Amy had told him the other day. "You know Amy said she was so happy because she's never had a dad before."

"Could you ever forgive me son?" Brian took his son's hand. "I should have stood by you and defended you against your mother. I haven't been a very good father to you in recent years have I? And certainly not to Amy"

"You're not a bad father." Rory reassured him. "No one's perfect."

"I think you might be better than I am" Brian smiled as Melody walked in carrying the tea.

"I think mom is seeing something" Melody whispered not wanting to cause a scene. She had dealt with her mother seeing things before.

Rory went in to check on her and she was just staring at the countertop in the kitchen like something was on it but there was nothing there.

"Amy?" Rory whispered.

"It's just opening and closing." Amy looked up. Her big green eyes stared in wonder. "There's nothing in it. It's just opening and closing."

"The cubes?" Rory asked calmly as he slowly approached her. Amy shook her head yes slowly. "Ok well..." Rory knew how to keep his voice sweet and calm for her when things started getting a bit strange. "Why don't we all sit down in the living room and have some tea. The cube isn't going anywhere, right? It'll be here when you get back but it won't be in the living room, will it?" Rory tried to put that in her head in hopes that she could join everyone in the living room and leave the cube behind in another room. Almost like compartmentalizing the cubes to only appearing in the kitchen.

"Yeah, it won't be in there." Amy still seemed a bit like she was trapped in a dream but she started coming to as she walked into the living room. "It... happened again didn't it?" Amy sounded a little disappointed in herself as she sat down beside Melody on the couch in the living room.

"It's ok, mummy" Melody smiled and put a reassuring hand on Amy's knee. Amy took her daughter's hand in hers and kissed it softly. Her Melody went through so much for her. After a perfectly normal night; Brian went home and it was time for bed. Amy tucked her daughter in and kissed her on the head. As she closed the door behind her she heard a strange rattling coming from the bathroom.