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A/N: As promised in my review replies, here is the next chapter ;) Let's see what's happened with Amy and the alien that wants to kill her...
Amy stiffened, and turned around slowly, her eyes widening in fear when she saw what was behind her.
A seven-foot, bright yellow alien hovered over her; it's snake eyes piercing into hers. Amy repressed a shudder when she saw the alien lick it's lips with a forked tongue.
If Amy had learned anything from the Doctor, it was to be confident in the face of death. "Excuse me?" She growled, pretending to be outraged, "Do you know who I am?"
The Alien chuckled. "Of course I do. A human. My dinner."
It took a step towards her, and Amy took two steps back. "I am a Fungicili, not a human! How could you accuse me of being a human?"
Amy had succeeded in confusing the alien. "But you don't smell like a Fungicili." It stated, running its eyes up and down her body.
"Well, my scent has been washed away by my fiancée, so I'd back off if I were you mate!" Amy told it sternly, folding her arms across her chest, trying her hardest to pretend that she hadn't spent the last minute crying over said 'fiancée.'
The alien reached out with its scaly claw, gripping Amy's arm and yanking her body towards it. "If you think that lie will save your life, you thought wrong little girl." It opened his mouth, and Amy gasped at its large fangs.
But she wouldn't give up.
"My fiancée is a Time Lord, and if he sees you holding me like this, he isn't going to be to happy!" She yelled, staring the alien defiantly in the face, "Let. Me. Go!"
If possible, the alien's face turned a sallower yellow. "I'm very sorry," He prattled, releasing Amy immediately, "I didn't realise—"
"Who are you and why did you grab my fiancée?" The Doctor's voice thundered from the distance, and Amy had never been so relieved to hear his voice.
The yellow alien began to slither backwards. "I'm Zecterphorolopus, and I can't apologise enough for trying to eat her—"
"You tried to eat her?" The Doctor yelped as he came to a stop in front of him, "How dare you! She is mine! Now go, before I evaporate your very existence."
The alien nodded quickly, before slinking away, quaking in fear from the Doctor's wrath.
But the Doctor wasn't finished. "And that goes for all of you!" He cried, turning his rage on the other aliens, "If any of you even approach her, I will eliminate you!"
Amy was stunned by the Doctor's fury; she'd never seen him so upset before, not even the time when he'd yelled at her on Starship UK.
Every alien within a mile radius scampered away from the Doctor, for fear of provoking him.
After the Doctor was satisfied with their distance, he turned his attention to Amy. "Are you okay?" He asked her worriedly.
Instead of replying to his question, Amy threw her arms around him, hugging him tightly. "Oh Doctor, I'm so glad that you're back." For a split second before the alien had grabbed her, she'd wondered if the Doctor was ever coming back for her. She wouldn't blame him if he didn't; she wasn't exactly 'companion of the year', what with coming onto him and everything.
"Of course I'm back! I always come back." The Doctor murmured as he slipped his arms around her, returning her hug just as forcefully. He buried his face in her auburn hair, inhaling her familiar smell, letting it warm all of his senses.
"I'm so sorry," He continued, kissing the top of her head, "I should never have left you, and I will never forgive myself for leaving you. I left you in so much danger, and I'm—
"It's okay Doctor," Amy whispered, pulling back to run her fingers through his hair affectionately, "I'm fine, so there's nothing to apologise for."
"Even so, if I had gotten back just a minute later—
"—I would still be here."
The Doctor gazed at her in confusion. "But—"
"He released me as soon as I told him who my 'fiancée' was," Amy grinned, "So you did technically save my life, but I had a hand in it too."
"Amy Pond, you are brilliant!" The Doctor beamed, returning her smile just as brightly. "I could kiss—"
"—The VIP tour starts now, ladies and gentleman!" A loudspeaker blared out, startling them both. "All VIP guests please make your way to the Heartreeps cage, where your tour will begin!"
"I guess that's us!" Amy said cheerfully, her moment with the Doctor long forgotten as she began to wonder about the different mechanical aliens she'd see.
"I'm afraid not," The Doctor said gravely, "One, we haven't been through security yet, and two, I prefer to explore by myself. Makes everything more exciting that way."
"Doctor, when you're left by yourself, you always land into a heap of trouble," Amy giggled, looping her arm through his. "But luckily for you, you have me."
"To save me from trouble?"
"Nope, to accompany you into trouble. Duh!"
The Doctor chuckled, before taking her hand to lead her across the park. "That's right, we're the troublesome pair, aren't we?"
"But I think out of the two of us, I'm a lot more mischievous." Amy commented, enjoying their cheery banter after a slightly scary moment.
The Doctor's eyes gleamed playfully. "Is that another bet Pond?"
"I think we had better stick to one bet right now. Wouldn't want to lose our…" Amy trailed off, a loss at what to call her relationship with the Doctor.
Fortunately, the Doctor mistook her sudden silence for amazement at the Security Booths. "I know, I was a bit put off too at first. But you get used to the Oblooga after a while."
"The Oblooga?" Amy repeated, wrinkling her nose in confusion.
The Doctor nodded towards six large aliens by the Security booths. "Those are the Oblooga. Nice chaps, though they can be a bit too touchy-feely sometimes." He took a step towards them, but Amy tugged him back.
"What are you talking about?" She hissed, eyeing the Oblooga's tentacles nervously.
"They're Security."
Amy was about to ask for an explanation of how six octopus shapes could be security guards when she saw it demonstrated. She could feel her mouth drop open at the sight of a small blue alien being wrapped up by one of the Oblooga, as it ran it's tentacles all over the other alien's body.
"That…that's inappropriate!" Amy exploded, pointing a finger accusingly at the Oblooga. "Who the hell do they think they are?"
"Physical contact for security is common in this time period. You're not in the 21st century anymore!" The Doctor told her, as he attempted to walk forward, something that was impossible as Amy was determined to keep him in the same spot.
"I think I prefer the metal detector frames." Amy stated glumly.
"The what?"
"You know, the ones they have at airports."
The Doctor had to stifle a chuckle. "Amy, this is the 32nd century. Security is more advanced now."
"You call that advanced?"
"Oh, it's not that bad! They're actually very nice creatures, which is why they're good at their job. I had an Oblooga as a friend once, but unfortunately, it kept trying to wrap itself around me. Now, I'm quite a physical person, but there's a limit that I won't cross."
"Oh, I bet you're very physical," Amy murmured, gazing up at the Doctor through her lashes.
She was expecting the Doctor to blush and change the subject, but he stared her down. "I am…does that bother you Miss Pond?"
She pretended to think for a moment. "Nope, I don't think it does."
The Doctor smiled in response, and turned his gaze back to the Oblooga, claiming indifference, but the tips of his ears were pink.
"So, before we head over there, there's something I forgot to do."
Before Amy could question him, the Doctor pulled out a small canister of a liquid that looked like apple juice, though she knew what it really was.
"I thought I'd managed to avoid being covered in urine," She sighed. "Go on Doctor, just get it over with."
Being rather fond of her hair, the Doctor poured the liquid over her clothing instead. Amy clamped her hand over her nose and mouth to stop herself from smelling the foul scent, but the Doctor didn't seem to mind it.
After he'd finished, he placed the container back in his pocket and took her hand again. "Come on, we can get checked over now!" He said cheerily, though Amy didn't share his enthusiam.
"I can't believe I'm walking around drenched in Llama Urine." She grumbled, her hand still on her face.
"Don't feel sorry for yourself, think of me!"
Amy blinked at him. "Excuse me?"
"I'm engaged to you, remember?" The Doctor exclaimed, rolling his eyes at her idiocy.
"Are you saying that you're embarrassed to be with me because I smell of something that you poured over me?" Amy snapped.
The Doctor thought for a moment. "Well, there is that. But no, more towards the fact that I'm engaged to someone who is below me in the Social Ladder."
"Hey, you're the one who fabricated this engagement!" Amy argued, tearing her hand from his.
The Doctor acted like he hadn't heard her, though he did miss the warmth of her hand in his. "I'm at the top of the ladder, you're at the bottom. Though it could be worse, humans are lower class than Fungicilis."
"You really know how to charm a girl, don't you Doctor?" His companion retorted, folding her arms across her chest.
"Oh don't be like that!" The Doctor groaned, slinging his arm over her shoulders to tuck her into his side, "I was only making a remark. You know that I see you as my equal."
"Good." Amy muttered. "You better. Or I'll kick your backside."
"I don't doubt that!" The Doctor quipped, feeling elated when he felt Amy slip her arm around his waist. "And now, I think it's time to get molested!"
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Next update will be tomorrow if I get some reviews...and if I finish writing the chapter today haha ;D
Hayley x