A/N: Sorry for not updating for so long. The good news is that I've written the next few chapters, so I can update regularly again.
I thought I might warn you that the new few chapters are going to be…different. Not the next three, but the chapters after that are going to be sad/AU. I'm sort of in a dark place right now, and it's affecting my writing. But I'm trying to work myself out of it. The chapters are still readable though. And I think you'll still like them….I hope.
Anyway, enough about me. Read the chapter and find out where Amy and the Doctor are off to next! Seeing as I gave all of my reviewers a preview, I think you know where they're going now!
(Thank you to Listeningtotheradio, M, DaWhoGirl, Siodhna and Lizzie18salmons – You were my anonymous reviewers and reviewers who have PM's disabled so I could not reply to your review and give you a preview :\ )
Before the Doctor flew the TARDIS away from Leadworth, he had to make a pit stop first, at Amy's insistence. She was adamant to say goodbye to her Aunt properly, instead of rushing off like she did on her night before her wedding.
But because they'd spent a long time inside of the TARDIS, time outside had passed quickly, so when they finally emerged, it had been three days since Amy had dragged the Doctor out of the post office and into the TARDIS.
"Are you sure that you want to walk to your Aunt's house?" The Doctor asked Amy, reluctant to leave his ship. "We could fly there."
"And waste another few hours? Not a chance!" Amy laughed, grabbing his hands and yanking him out of the TARDIS. "Besides, you want to make a good impression on my Aunt."
"Amy, I'm a 907 year-old alien. How is that going to make a good impression?" The Doctor demanded, stumbling after her as she began to walk down the road.
"Hey, you've kept me happy all of my life, and my Aunt knows that. You're my 'imaginary' friend, remember?"
"That may be true, but I was also the reason why everyone in Leadworth thought you were mad." The Doctor reminded her gently.
Amy shrugged. "I knew that you were real, and that was all that mattered."
"Yes, but your Aunt thinks that I kidnapped you before your wedding to Rory!" The Doctor exclaimed, waving his arms around wildly.
"It's not kidnap if the person is willing to go with their kidnapper." Amy stated. "Besides, deciding to leave Leadworth was the best decision of my life."
The Doctor didn't even hear her, too panicked to listen. "And she knows that I deserted you for three months and left you heart-broken!"
Amy came to a halt, and met the Doctor's anxious gaze. "You're right. Maybe you should worry."
The Doctor threw his hands up in the air dramatically. "I am worrying! Can't you see me freaking out here?"
"Alright, calm down monkey boy. Enough with the dramatics!" Amy sighed, pulling the Doctor's arms down. "Just don't show her your fear, or she'll eat you alive."
"She's a cannibal?" The Doctor asked, his face paling.
Amy rolled her eyes at him. "It's just an expression. Now, relax!" She tweaked his bowtie and kissed him lightly on the lips.
The Doctor relaxed slightly. "Relax. I can do that."
Amy nodded encouragingly. "'Course you can. You're normal. Well, as normal as an ancient alien can get anyway."
"Ancient?" The Doctor repeated in bewilderment. "Pond, did you just call me ancient?"
Amy winked at him and began to walk again, and the Doctor struggled to keep up with her. "How can you say that I'm ancient?" He demanded, offended by her adjective for him.
"Maybe that was the wrong word to use." Amy commented. "How about timeless?"
"Timeless. That's better." The Doctor said, nodding his approval. "I like that word."
"But you're ancient compared to me!" Amy couldn't help but quip, and she broke into a run at the Doctor's baffled face.
"Take that back Pond!" He threatened, chasing after her.
But Amy couldn't resist winding him up some more. "Maybe I shouldn't be dating an older man." She yelled back to him. "Kind of disgusting."
"You didn't have any complaints earlier." The Doctor retorted, a mischievous smile on his face as he ran after her.
Amy stopped again, realising that she was in front of her house. Seeing that the Doctor was gaining on her, she rushed up to the front door and took her keys out from her pocket to escape from him.
But the Doctor was too fast, and he appeared next to her, grabbing her wrists and pinning her to the wall. The keys clattered onto the stone step, but neither of them noticed.
"Disgusting?" The Doctor said, amusement lacing his tone. "I suppose some people would think that. But my appearance makes me look about 27 years old, which technically makes me 6 years older than you."
"Still a bit of an age gap." Amy teased, and the Doctor grinned.
"Shut up Pond." He muttered, leaning forward and kissing her.
Amy tried to tug her hands out of his grip, but he was too strong. "Nope, you can't escape from me this time." He laughed, resting his forehead against hers.
Suddenly the front door banged open, and the Doctor flew away from Amy, his eyes wide with fright as he caught sight of Amy's angry aunt.
"Where the bloody hell have you two been?" She snapped, grabbing both of their arms and hauling them into the house. "Rory told me you'd left already, but I didn't believe him."
The Doctor thought it best not to mention that her fingernails were digging painfully into his skin, despite his thick tweed jacket, though Amy couldn't stay silent.
"For goodness sake Sharon, we're not animals!" She hissed, wrenching her arm out of her aunt's grip.
Her Aunt acted like she hadn't heard her, and she stalked into the kitchen, releasing the Doctor as she did so. "I mean, you wouldn't leave me without saying goodbye. And you know I'd want to meet your new boyfriend."
Amy groaned and followed her aunt, and the Doctor stumbled along behind her, running his hands through his hair nervously.
"Now, seeing as you two have been stuck inside a box for three days, you better eat!" Sharon told them, opening her freezer and shovelling frozen food onto the kitchen side. The Doctor's face lit up when Sharon pulled out a box of fish fingers, and Amy groaned again.
"The TARDIS is bigger on the inside, how many times do I have to tell you?" She sighed. "And there's a kitchen in there too!"
Before she could explain that time passed quicker inside of the TARDIS, the Doctor shook his head frantically at her. Amy frowned in confusion, and the Doctor whispered, "I haven't had a home-cooked meal for ages. Let her cook for us!"
Amy scowled and sat down at the kitchen table. "I'm not hungry." She said stubbornly.
Her Aunt slammed down a bag of frozen chips, making Amy and the Doctor jump. "Amelia, I'm going to make you eat, even if I have to force the food into your mouth!" She thundered.
"I agree with your Aunt." The Doctor added meekly, slipping into the chair beside Amy's. "You need to eat."
Amy's glare scared him, but he wouldn't relent. He knew that she needed to eat, despite her insistence that she wasn't hungry.
Sharon poured the chips and fish fingers onto a tray and placed it into the oven. "Your dinner will be ready in fifteen minutes. And during that time, you are going to tell me exactly why you took my niece away on the night before her wedding and then abandoned her for three months." She commanded, turning her anger on the Doctor.
He swallowed nervously, and shot Amy an anxious look.
Fortunately, Amy stood up for him. "Hey, the Doctor didn't know that it was the night before my wedding, because I didn't tell him!"
"The Doctor can speak for himself Amelia." Sharon told her without taking her eyes from the Doctor's face.
Before the Doctor could reply, the back door suddenly swung open, and Rory stumbled through. "Sharon! Could I—" But he stopped when he saw Amy and the Doctor sitting at the table. "Uh…hello!"
Amy grumbled a greeting back, but the Doctor stood up and embraced him. "Rory! Good to see you again!" He said earnestly.
It was hard to tell whom was more shocked by the Doctor's warm greeting. Sharon's face softened, Rory looked bemused and Amy stood up to push the Doctor back down onto his chair.
"It's nice to see you too…I guess." Rory replied, staring at the Doctor in amazement. "But I thought you'd left already."
"Nope. We're going tonight." The Doctor said, leaning back in his chair and smiling cheerfully at him. "Don't know where we're going though. Maybe to find some Bizzicles. Who knows?"
"Bizzicles? They sound interesting." Rory remarked, sitting down opposite him. "Are they aliens?"
"Yes. They're a bit like giant grasshoppers, only they're blue." The Doctor replied. "Big fans of trees."
Rory laughed at that, and the Doctor couldn't help but chuckle along with him.
Amy and her Aunt looked from one to the other, both stunned at their casual interaction. They were sure that they'd be fighting, but they were acting like they were friends.
"Want to see them with us?" The Doctor asked him, and before Rory could reply, Amy yelled, "No way!"
The Doctor blinked. "Why not?" He asked her, puzzled. "I'm sure Rory would love to see them."
Rory nodded his head in agreement, and Amy lost it. "You're taking my ex-fiancée travelling with us when I ditched him for you!" She cried. "You should be yelling at each other, not acting like friends. You're both mental!"
"That's not the first time I've heard that." The Doctor said, and Sharon laughed.
"Amy, I have nothing against the Doctor." Rory told her gently. "I always knew that I was second best compared to him, even when we were both kids. He's good for you."
"Yet you told me over and over again that he'd ruined me!" She retorted furiously. "Even when he left me."
The Doctor winced at that, and dropped his gaze to the table.
"Amy, I know that I said that." Rory said. "But look at you. You're back to being fiery-tempered Amy Pond. You've come back."
Amy gave him a doubtful look. "I've come back? What the hell does that mean?"
Rory just laughed and turned to the Doctor. "See? You've brought her back. I knew that you could, despite what I said to you."
The Doctor gazed at Amy, and saw that Rory was right. Yes, she was still too skinny, but she had her fierce temper back. "Amy Pond. Mad, impossible Amy Pond. You're back." He whispered, reaching out for her.
Amy was still uncertain, but she allowed the Doctor to draw her into his arms. "I am?" She asked quietly, resting her head on his shoulder.
"You are." He confirmed, and he kissed the top of her head. "Magnificent."
Amy smiled and closed her eyes, realising finally that the Doctor was right. The hole in her heart that the Doctor's absence had caused was gone. She was whole again.
Rory smiled at their embrace, which confused Sharon. She leaned towards him and whispered, "Isn't this uncomfortable for you?"
"No. She's happy. I'm happy." Rory murmured back. "We were only destined to be best friends, nothing more. I should have realised that sooner."
Sharon felt slightly disappointed at that, but when she glanced at Amy and the Doctor, she smiled at the blissful expression on their faces.
There was no Amy Pond without the Doctor, and there was no Doctor without his Amy.
And that was exactly how it should be.
Cheesy ending. Oh well.