Disclaimer: I do not own 'Doctor Who' or any of the characters in it. All rights belong to the BBC.
A/N: Whoa, the response to this story blew my mind :') Looks like there are plenty of Amy/11 lovers out there!
I replied to all of your reviews, except I couldn't reply to the anonymous ones, so thank you Sammie and Kara-Maii for your reviews :)
The Doctor's hearts were thumping hurriedly with adrenaline as he ran through the corridors of the TARDIS, searching his large ship for his bedroom.
He threw a frantic glance over his shoulder, knowing that Amy would be running after him once she'd recovered from her shock.
He breathed a sigh of relief when he found his bedroom, and he threw himself into it, yelling, "Hide me!" to his beloved craft.
The TARDIS did what he said, and the door disappeared behind him.
The Doctor sank onto his bed and buried his face in his hands, wondering why on Earth he'd just kissed Amy Pond…again.
She absolutely fascinated him, puzzling him and amusing him all at the same time. He'd never met anyone quite like her.
You've been a bad boy Doctor.
The Doctor flinched at the taunting from his TARDIS, and shook his head at her remark.
I think that she's good for you.
This time, the Doctor had to say something. "She's not Rose." He stated flatly.
I know. But maybe she's better for you.
"You can't say that! She's getting married in the morning!" He hissed.
Only when you decide to take her home. Until then, she's yours.
The Doctor didn't like it when he felt a smile spread across his face. Quickly, he pursed his lips together.
You know that she's yours. You wouldn't have run away into your bedroom if you didn't believe that fact.
The Doctor was baffled by that. "You can't be saying that I—"
You're waiting for her on a bed Doctor. A bed.
Immediately, he sprang to his feet, asking the TARDIS to replace his bedroom door.
After his ship had chuckled at him, the door reappeared, and he threw it open hastily.
Maybe he could hide from Amy in the Library. That way, the TARDIS, and himself, wouldn't get the wrong idea.
But he crashed straight into Amy in the hallway.
"Amy! Star whales!" He found himself blurting out, "Must go and research!"
Spinning around, he bolted down the corridor, Amy hot on his heels.
"Doctor? Can you explain what just—"
"—You saved a star whale's life, and I didn't even get a chance to see it properly!" The Doctor continued, trying his hardest to ignore his companion. "That surely isn't right!"
"Doctor, will you just—"
"—and now I have to research this amazing creature from a book! A book Amelia! Can you—"
"—Don't call me Amelia!" Amy yelled, her voice harsh with frustration.
Her tone of voice was enough to pause the Doctor's rant. "Pardon?" He asked politely, turning around to face her, though he wished he hadn't when he saw her furious face.
"Amelia is a child's name. Don't call me that again!" She hissed through her gritted teeth.
"Well, you are a child. Compared to me anyway!" The Doctor remarked playfully, "I'm 886 years older than you."
Amy clenched her hands into fists, and the scowl on her face deepened as she took a menacing step towards the Doctor. "Don't. Ever. Call. Me. A. Child!"
The Doctor began to back away from her immediately, fearing for his life for the first time in the company of a human.
"And if you think that I'm a child, then why the hell did you kiss me?" Amy demanded, and this time, the Doctor couldn't think of a witty joke or remark to avoid a straight answer.
So he decided to do something he always did…ramble about absolutely nothing.
"32nd century, most animalistic aliens have become extinct…heartreeps, sprinkybass, tisfizzles…but luckily for us, a showroom of them has just opened on Planet X5seep! They're all mechanical, of course, and the public aren't allowed to touch them. Bit rude really, seeing as you do have to pay an excessive fee just to stand in front of their cages and—"
"So it's like a Zoo?" Amy asked, interrupting him again, but this time the Doctor welcomed her interruption, as he'd successfully managed to distract her.
"A bit like one, yes. Though unfortunately, I haven't actually had the chance to visit an animal zoo on Planet Earth," The Doctor admitted regretfully, heading towards the control room of the TARDIS, "Been too busy to observe boring animals."
Amy managed to catch up with him, and they walked side by side. "Boring animals! How can you say that Doctor?"
A grin began to spread across the Doctor's face. "Easily!" He replied cheerfully, "All earth animals do is eat and sleep. I don't think they have laser vision or sonic powers!"
"Maybe you're right," Amy relented, which only added to the Doctor's sudden good mood.
"Naturally," He replied airily, which received an elbow in the ribs from Amy.
Once they'd reached the control room, the Doctor leaped down the stairs, nearly stumbling on the bottom step, and began to enter the destination code.
Amy perched on the edge of the console, preferring to watch the Doctor fly the TARDIS than help him out.
She began to drum her fingers on the edge of the console, and the Doctor swatted her hands as he brushed past her, disliking the agitated tapping.
Instead, Amy began to swing her legs, nearly kicking the Doctor as he rushed past her again. "Is it necessary to move a body part continuously whilst I fly the TARDIS?" He called to her over the roar of the ship's engines.
"Yep!" She grinned, though she stopped kicking her legs when she nearly knocked the Doctor over again. "So, are we heading to the alien zoo now?"
The Doctor nodded, grinning at her as he flicked some of the switches on the console. "Of course! You, me, and a horde of metal, extinct, animal aliens! What could be a better trip?"
Amy thought she heard a hidden meaning in his words, and she innocently asked; "Is this trip our first date?"
This time the Doctor did fall over, and Amy watched in amazement as he fell onto the console, pushing a bunch of buttons and levers in the process.
Suddenly the TARDIS jolted sharply to the right, throwing both Amy and the Doctor to the floor.
"No! No! No!" The Doctor yelled, struggling to get to his feet whilst the TARDIS span out of control, "I'm too old for jail!"
"Jail?" Amy screeched, as she tried to pull herself up as well.
"I'm breaking the universal speed limit!" The Doctor cried, finally on his feet as he reached under the console to grab a hammer.
"What are you doing?" Amy hollered, gripping the console in an attempt to support herself as she stood up.
"I'm so sorry dear!" The Doctor murmured, patting the console lovingly, an action that would have made Amy giggle, if not for the potentially dangerous situation they were in.
The Doctor picked up the hammer, snapped his eyes shut, and slammed the weapon down on the console.
A loud alarm began to ring, and Amy had to take her hands off of the console to hold them over her ears, falling back to the floor again.
Red lights began to flash as well, but they didn't seem to faze the Doctor as he continued to hit the TARDIS with the hammer.
Sparks started shooting out of the console, one catching on the Doctor's tweed jacket, causing it to ignite.
Letting out a strangled scream, the Doctor began to hop around the TARDIS, attempting to put the flame out with his hands.
Seeing the Doctor in trouble gave Amy renewed strength, and she leapt to her feet, racing over to the TARDIS stairwell, where she knew there was a fire extinguisher. She smashed the glass easily, and grabbed it from the broken case.
"Hurry Amy!" The Doctor cried over the sirens, "I don't want to lose this jacket! I've grown rather fond of it!"
Amy quickly rushed over to him, and pulled the latch on the extinguisher, shooting foam all over the Doctor.
"The fire's gone!" He cheered, giving Amy a quick, soapy kiss on the forehead before running back to the console.
"How are we going to stop the TARDIS?" She shrieked, throwing the extinguisher to the side.
Big mistake.
The extinguisher hit the wall, and the top of it came off, exploding foam everywhere. Amy and the Doctor once again found themselves on the floor, knocked over from the force of the blast.
After the Doctor had spat out some foam from his mouth, he replied, "I don't need to stop it, it's slowing down now!"
Sure enough, the TARDIS had stopped convulsing, and the alarms were fading out. Amy hadn't noticed that the flashing lights had stopped after she'd extinguished the flame.
Once the TARDIS had come to a complete standstill, the Doctor and Amy sat up slowly, gazing at the foam-covered room.
The Doctor turned his head to grin happily at Amy, already over the danger of the past few minutes.
"Amy, I think you need to find a mop!"
Thanks for reading :D
Hayley x