A/N: Can someone tell me what has happened to some of the DW stories I have favourited? They have stopped being updated...this makes me very sad :(
Anywayssss, I promise to keep this one updated as regularly as I can. With only three weeks of school left EVER, and a long summer before University, I can promise that this story will be updated all of the time.
Enjoy Amy's birthday!
The Doctor was excited. More so than usual.
Today was Amy Pond's 22nd Birthday…not that she knew that. Time passed differently inside of the TARDIS, but fortunately the Doctor had been watching her body clock.
Amy was asleep at the moment, recovering from their last adventure, which had involved running away from a Cyclops. Or rather, a large group of them. The Doctor had only asked them if they could see well out of their one eye, but that had offended them, and they'd ended up running for their lives.
The Doctor had decided that he'd never ask a creature about their eyes again. Or about any of their facial features, for that matter.
The TARDIS hummed then, shaking the Doctor from his thoughts. Grinning, he placed his hand on the console. "Don't worry, if Amy's not awake in five minutes, I'll wake her up." He told his ship.
You better.
The Doctor laughed and turned his head to gaze at the balloons and banners that were floating around the console room. "Of course I will. Can't have all of these decorations going to waste, can I?"
He turned his attention back to the console and fiddled around with the scanner until it showed him the swimming pool. "I can't wait till she sees her presents." He exclaimed happily, gazing at them. "I think I deserve the title of best present-giver ever."
"Did someone say presents?" He heard Amy yawn from behind him, and he hurriedly switched the scanner off.
Spinning around, he caught sight of her at the top of the console stairs, and judging from her bleary expression, she hadn't spotted the decorations yet. "Presents?" The Doctor repeated, grinning. "Did I mention those?"
Amy ignored him. "Who'd you buy presents for?" She asked, running her hands through her tousled hair. "I hope it's me, I think I deserve them for what you put me through earlier. It's not everyday a bloody Cyclops gang tries to kill us."
"Actually, they were only trying to kill me, but no matter, that's not important right now." He threw his arms out, a beam spreading across his face. "Happy birthday Pond!"
Amy blinked at him. "What?"
The Doctor hit a button on the TARDIS console, and the 'Happy Birthday' song blared out. "It's your 22nd birthday today!" He yelled over the loud music.
Amy stared around at the decorations, a smile lighting up her face. "Happy Birthday to me!" She sang, singing along with the music. "Happy Birthday to me!"
When the song ended, she bounded down the stairs into the Doctor's waiting arms. "I won't ask how you knew it was my birthday." She laughed, hugging him tightly. "All I care about is my presents!"
The Doctor pulled away and tapped her lightly on the nose. "Patience Pond! We have to do a few things before you get them."
Amy pouted, and normally the Doctor couldn't resist her when she did that, but this time he remained firm. "That won't work this time Amy." He told her, laughing when she scowled at him. "Today may be your day, but I have plans for you that I have no intention of changing. So, as you would say, get over it!"
Amy's scowl returned, but faded instantly at the Doctor's next words. "So, I'm off to make you a bubble bath, and whilst you are relaxing, I'm going to make you breakfast. That could turn out to be a disaster, so you have to stay in the bath for at least an hour." He paused and reflected upon the last time he cooked, when it had taken him two hours to make an edible casserole. "Or maybe longer than that." He added.
Amy threw her arms around his neck. "You're amazing!" She told him, beaming excitedly.
"That's nothing." The Doctor said happily. "Wait till you find out where I'm taking you later. Oh, and let's not forget your birthday presents!"
"I love you!" She exclaimed, and she planted a kiss on his lips. "Now, let's go to the bathroom!"
She raced up the stairs, and the Doctor quickly followed her, patting the breast pocket of his tweed jacket as he walked. The gift hidden in there was for another time.
~I~
After Amy had bathed and eaten breakfast, (that surprisingly was very good), the Doctor took her into the poolroom, after he'd blindfolded her.
"Why is this necessary?" Amy grumbled, tugging on the cloth covering her eyes. "I can just close my eyes!"
"Amy, I know you too well. You'll just open your eyes when you think I'm not looking." The Doctor replied, guiding her over to the edge of the swimming pool. "Besides, I want you to guess what this is."
"Guess what?" Amy repeated in confusion, though her question was answered when the Doctor placed her hand on something smooth, and wet.
"What do you think you're touching?" The Doctor asked her, grinning.
Amy moved her hand over what she was touching. "Scales? They feel familiar."
And then she heard a familiar sound: the sound of the Heartreep.
Squealing, she tore off her blindfold and saw two baby Heartreeps in the swimming pool, both gazing up at her.
They were just as beautiful as she'd remembered.
Not caring that she'd just bathed, she stuck her hand into the water and allowed the Heartreeps to yank her into the pool.
The Doctor removed his tweed jacket and allowed the Heartreeps to pull him in too. When he swum back to the surface, Amy threw herself at him, beaming.
"You bought me Heartreeps for my birthday!" She exclaimed, grabbing his face in her hands and kissing him fiercely.
The Doctor laughed against her lips, and then pulled away when he felt one of the Heartreeps nudge him. "I'm glad that you like them, though I should warn you that they're rather clingy when they're young."
"Aw, do you love me already?" Amy cooed to the Heartreeps, releasing the Doctor to wrap her arms around them. They nuzzled their faces against hers, and she laughed as their scales tickled her skin.
The Doctor watched them for a minute, beaming, before swimming over to the edge of the pool and climbing out. He picked up his tweed jacket and rummaged through one of the outer pockets, searching for Amy's other present.
Once he found it, he hid it behind his back and crouched down beside the pool. Amy glanced up from playing with the Heartreeps and realised that he had something behind his back, and she swum over to the edge of the pool.
"What have you got there?" She asked him curiously, her eyes twinkling playfully. "Another present?"
Grinning, the Doctor showed her what he had in his palm. A key on a chain.
Amy's eyes widened. "Is that a key to the TARDIS?"
"Yes, and it's yours. I should have given it to you a long time ago." The Doctor told her, smiling. "Turn around."
Amy did as he said, and the Doctor placed the chain around her neck. "Perfect." He whispered softly, and Amy spun around to face him again.
She pulled him back into the pool, and as soon as he was in the water, she wrapped herself around him. "This has been the best birthday ever!" She giggled, resting her forehead against his. "Thank you!"
"I take it that you like the presents I got you." The Doctor commented, slipping his arms around her waist.
"Like? Don't you mean 'love'?" Amy corrected him. "But where did you get the baby Heartreeps from?"
"I went back to the Fountain of Hartraphilia and their mothers allowed me to take them away. They could sense that the end was coming for them…it was the day before the hunters killed all of them." The Doctor replied, shaking his head sadly. "These are the only two Heartreeps left in the Universe."
"And they're ours." Amy said, beaming. "It's horrible what happened to the others, but I'm glad you saved two of them."
"I made sure that I got one male and one female, so they could create more Heartreeps." The Doctor admitted. "After what happened when we were there…I couldn't bear to let the species die out completely."
"That's really kind of you." Amy told him, and she kissed his cheek. "You're a good man."
The old Doctor would have disagreed or ignored her remark, but the new Doctor thanked her and kissed her tenderly.
Ever since he'd shown her his life, he was beginning to realise that he wasn't the monster that he thought he was. Maybe he was good after all.
~I~
Amy and the Doctor played with the Heartreeps for a couple of hours, before the Doctor told her that he had somewhere to take her. They shared a quick shower and dressed hurriedly, both of them excited about their trip, though Amy had no idea where they were going.
But the Doctor never disappointed her with destinations, so Amy knew that wherever they were going, it was going to be amazing.
"Right then Pond," The Doctor exclaimed, gazing at Amy from the other side of the console, "How do you feel about watching a Millennium Celebration?"
Amy's eyes widened in wonder. "The Earth's Millennium?"
"Of course! 2000 was the beginning of a new era for Planet Earth, and it certainly began with a bang!" The Doctor replied happily, flicking a few switches on the TARDIS console. "Now, the question is, where do you want to go to watch the celebrations?"
"I have no idea." Amy admitted, giving him a sheepish smile. "What are the options?"
The Doctor rubbed his hands together gleefully, thrilled at the opportunity of showing off more of his knowledge to her. "New York is a good one. The Americans celebrated with balloons, fireworks and 80's music. London put on a brilliant firework display, and so did Moscow, but at the time it was freezing, so I don't think that's a good option. Sydney is a great option too; they actually made Harbour Bridge smile. The display was truly magnificent. Paris —"
"New York. Let's go to New York." Amy interrupted, knowing that he could ramble on forever if she didn't stop him.
The Doctor's hand hovered over the green lever on the console. "Are you sure?"
Amy grinned at him through the central column. "Absolutely. I saw some of the celebrations on TV when I was younger, and New York looked like one big party. And you know how much I love parties!"
"New York it is!" The Doctor announced. "Pull that orange lever down, will you? And then align the zigzag plotter until it's at a right angle to the lever."
Amy gave him a strange look, but did as he said. "Why are you letting me help you fly the TARDIS?" She asked him suspiciously. "I thought you didn't like anyone touching the console but you."
"I don't." The Doctor replied simply, moving away from his side of the console to stand beside Amy. "But it's your birthday, which is a special occasion, so I made an exception."
Amy's eyes glinted playfully. "Are there any other exceptions?"
"Nope. I'm not that nice." The Doctor commented, adjusting the position of the zigzag plotter.
Amy slapped his hand away from the plotter. "Hey! Why are you moving it again? I am capable, you know!"
"Not really. It was one-point three degrees out." The Doctor told her. "You were standing in the wrong position."
"Now you tell me." Amy muttered, rolling her eyes. "Are we in New York yet?"
The Doctor didn't need to say anything, for the moment after Amy had spoken; they both felt the TARDIS land.
"Stupid question." Amy chuckled, catching the jacket that the Doctor threw at her. "I hope you've parked us right in the middle of Times Square!"
"I wouldn't have parked anywhere else." The Doctor remarked, rushing to the TARDIS doors to pull them open. "Now, if my calculations are correct, we've arrived just in time for the best song of the night."
Amy joined him at the doors, and stared in awe at the glittering buildings of Times Square, lit-up and covered in decorations.
The Doctor stepped out of the TARDIS into the crowds of Americans, and Amy was surprised that no one had reacted to a blue police box appearing out of nowhere in the middle of the festivities.
"Everyone's too drunk to notice us." The Doctor said, seeing her surprise, "Now, do you feel like joining the party?"
"Do you even need to ask?" She giggled, taking the Doctor's hand and allowing him to pull her into the dancing crowds, just as the opening chords of the 'YMCA' began to play.
"The 'YMCA' is the best song of the night?" She yelled to him over the cheers of the drunken crowd. "You really need to change your taste in music."
The Doctor began to bounce up and down on the balls of his feet, in time with the music. "What? It's a classic song! Fits the scene perfectly!" He yelled back, releasing her hand to wave both of his arms in the air. "Go wild Pond!"
Amy eyed the Doctor's mad dancing doubtfully, before throwing her own arms in the air. If you can't beat him, join him.
"And now for the balloons!" The Doctor cried cheerfully, pointing up at the sky as thousands of them began to flood over the crowd.
Amy managed to catch one, and she threw it at the Doctor's head, laughing at his bewildered expression. "Gotcha!" She told him happily, just as multi-coloured confetti began to pour over them.
The Doctor laughed and began to pluck the confetti out of her hair, before realising it was a useless action. There was simply too much of it falling down on them.
"Can Time Lords dye their hair?" Amy asked him randomly as she admired the coloured paper in the Doctor's hair.
"I don't know, I've never thought about it. Maybe. Why do you ask?"
"Because blue looks quite good in your hair. Ever thought about putting a blue streak in your fringe?" Amy then had to dodge the Doctor's playful swipe.
As she moved away, she knocked into a man selling sparklers, and she gave the Doctor a beseeching look.
The Doctor chuckled at her pleading expression, before reaching into his jacket's breast pocket to remove his wallet. He gave the man a couple of dollars and Amy became the proud owner of a sparkler.
The ecstatic smile on her face reminded the Doctor of a childish happiness, and he smiled fondly. It was a huge relief to see his Amy so happy again, especially after what she'd been through in the last few months.
But he quickly brushed that train of thought away, vowing to himself not to think about past events anymore. The present and the future were more important to him, more so now than ever, because Amy was a part of his life now.
"Hey Doctor, the fireworks are starting!" Amy exclaimed, pointing up at the sky.
The Doctor turned his gaze to the fireworks momentarily, before his eyes travelled to Amy's face.
Knowing that she was too enthralled by the fireworks to watch him, his hand returned to his pocket, and he slipped his hand inside to touch the blue, velvet ring box that resided there.
DUN...DUN...DUNNNNN! The Doctor has an engagement ring for Amy.
But will he find the courage to propose? We'll see!
All reviewers get a preview...I haven't done that in a while...I kind of missed sending you guys messages.
Hayley x