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(Read the end of the chapter to hear my take on the second episode of Doctor Who Series 6!)

Dawn soon approached, and the Doctor's eyes snapped open at the first rays of sunlight. He woke Amy up, and after they had gotten changed into their now-dry clothes, they headed upstairs to find Charlotte and Thomas.

They moved as stealthily as possible, and the Doctor located the elderly couple by listening out for their voices. He decided to sneak up on them, and he hid around the corner with Amy to listen to their conversation.

"They've gone!" They heard Charlotte exclaim excitedly. "The monster took both of them!"

"I don't like this Charlotte." Thomas sighed. "Sacrificing people just so we can be safe – it's not right!"

"Oh hush Thomas. We're safe, aren't we?"

The Doctor decided to make his presence known, and he rounded the corner, waving cheerfully at the couple. "Hullo! Remember us?"

Charlotte and Thomas exchanged bewildered glances, especially when Amy appeared behind the Doctor.

"I take that as a yes." The Doctor said, his false smile becoming a glare. "We're the ones you tried to kill."

Thomas's face grew ashen. "We didn't—"

"Think it would be fun, did you?" The Doctor spat bitterly, taking a menacing step towards them. Amy began to bite her lip anxiously. "Sacrificing a Royal Queen –who isn't actually a queen by the way— so that the alien would leave you alone?"

Charlotte averted her gaze, and the Doctor's glare deepened. "You're sick!" He roared, striding towards them. "How many people have you tried to kill before, hmm? You disgust me!"

The elderly couple withered under the Doctor's fury, and Amy began to feel scared as well. "Doctor, I think that's enough now." She whispered, tugging on the back of his tweed jacket. "We should go."

The Doctor ignored her. "I hope you're both taken tonight! I'll see to it myself – if the monster doesn't show up, I will. You've upset the wrong alien, you repulsive, twisted—!"

"That's enough!" Amy snapped, shoving the Doctor away from them. "You've said your stuff, so let's go!"

"I won't forget what you both tried to do!" The Doctor yelled as Amy forced him around the corner, and out of the hotel.

~I~

Standing outside in the fresh air, the Doctor managed to calm down, and Amy watched him cautiously. It didn't take him long to forget about his anger, and soon he was striding towards the beach, Amy running along beside him.

He didn't seem to notice how quiet she'd become, but she thought that maybe that was for the best. She didn't know what she'd say if he asked her why she seemed upset. The reason for that was because he had scared her at the hotel, but she could never admit that to him.

Amy could handle a lot of things, but seeing the Doctor's anger had struck something deep inside her, and she found herself wary of him all of a sudden.

She figured that it'd pass, and in the meantime, she'd try not to say anything that might provoke his anger.

As they walked out of the village's iron gate onto the beach, they both stopped short, marvelling at the sight before them.

Gone were the stormy skies and tidal waves. Instead, the sky was a clear blue, and the sea was calm. Groups of children were running freely along the coast, laughing and shrieking with delight. They didn't seem to notice the TARDIS, which was sitting on the beach beside them.

"You wouldn't think that this was the same place as last night." The Doctor whispered, awed. "I wonder if—"

The Doctor broke off when there was a cry of "Mister! Ma'am!" from a little girl, who was running towards them. He and Amy immediately recognised her to be the little girl who had warned them the night before, Mary.

"You both survived?" Mary gasped, drawing to a stop in front of them. "Did you find somewhere to go?"

"Yes, thanks to you." The Doctor grinned, giving her an affectionate pat on the head.

Mary lowered her eyes to the ground. "My mother's angry with me, she said that I shouldn't have warned you." She admitted sheepishly. "Now the monster is gonna take a family tonight."

"Nonsense. I won't let it." The Doctor told her firmly, crouching to her level. "Do you want to know why?"

Mary raised her head shyly. "Why mister?"

"Because Amy and I are going to be taken instead."

There was a groan from Amy, but the Doctor ignored it. "We're going to find out what's going on." He continued, smiling reassuringly at Mary. "When we do, I promise that you'll be safe."

Mary's lower lip trembled. "And my family too?" She whispered.

"Your family too." The Doctor confirmed, and Mary threw her arms around him.

"Thank you mister!" She sobbed.

The Doctor returned her hug, beaming. "You're welcome. But until we find out what's going on, you have to promise me that you'll stay safe…okay?"

Mary pulled back, nodding eagerly. "I double-promise!"

"Good girl." The Doctor rose to his feet and gestured to the beach. "Now, why don't you run along and go back to your friends? You better go and tell them that the monster will soon be gone."

"I will mister!" Mary exclaimed, waving at them as she backed away. "Goodbye!"

The Doctor waved back, before turning to Amy. "She's a cute kid. She reminds me of you when you were younger. Must be the accent."

When Amy didn't reply, the Doctor's smile faded. "You okay Pond? You don't seem too happy."

Amy just shrugged.

Realisation dawned on the Doctor. "Are you angry about last night?"

"God no." Amy snorted, her eyes meeting his. "Try this morning."

The Doctor looked away from her. "I lost my temper, you know how I get." He remarked, his tone nonchalant.

Amy's eyes narrowed, annoyed by his attitude. "But you really scared me earlier." The Doctor stiffened at her words, but she wasn't finished. "I thought you were going to hurt them."

The Doctor took a few steps backwards, distancing himself from her. "You did?"

His voice was cold, detached, and Amy knew that she'd hurt him unintentionally. "Look Doctor, don't get upset."

She tried to approach him, but the Doctor kept a distance between them. "I'm not. I'm just…surprised."

Amy resisted the urge to roll her eyes. "Doctor—"

Suddenly he was frantic. "Amy, it wasn't my intention to hurt them! I swear! I just wanted to…I don't even—"

"Doctor, it's fine." Amy finally reached him and placed her hands reassuringly on his shoulders. "Just don't lose your temper like that again. I never want you to yell at me like that."

His wild eyes met hers. "I would never—"

"I know." Amy murmured tenderly, her hands sliding from his shoulders to his cheeks. "You'd get your skinny arse kicked if you tried."

The hurt and shame abruptly left the Doctor's face, and a grin lit up his face. "Is that so, Pond?" He drawled, before jostling her.

Amy shoved him back, and they tumbled onto the soft sand, laughing.

And just like that, things were back to normal.

~I~

"Ready to be eaten by a monster?"

It was now nighttime, and Amy and the Doctor were sitting on the beach, waiting for the monster to arrive and take them.

Amy raised her eyebrows at him, and he gave her hand an encouraging squeeze. "It'll be okay." He assured her. "The monster's tentacles have teleport pacification lenses."

"So?"

"So we'll get teleported to whatever is controlling it."

"And then what?" Amy asked, staring out at the dark water. "We find out what's going on, conquer evil, and then find a way to teleport back to the TARDIS?"

The Doctor nodded. "Yes. Simple."

"Doctor, one of the things that I've learnt travelling with you is that nothing is ever simple." Amy sighed, resting her head on his shoulder.

"I suppose that's true."

"You suppose." Amy snorted, shaking her head.

They sat in silence for a moment, before she spoke again. "Doctor?"

"Yes Pond?"

"When this monster arrives…will it hurt us?"

The Doctor turned his head to face her. "I don't know."

Amy frowned, and the Doctor could sense her anxiety. "Oh. Okay."

"Here." The Doctor withdrew his sonic screwdriver, and aimed it at her temple. "I'll put you to sleep. When you wake up, you'll be…well, I don't know. But you'll be with me."

Amy eyed his screwdriver warily. "You promise?"

"I promise. Now, sleep. You won't even see the monster." Before the Doctor could press the golden button, Amy's hand stopped him.

"You'll be alright though, won't you?" She asked him.

"Amy, I'll be perfectly safe. I'll be knocked out when we're teleported with the monster. Don't worry."

Amy gazed at him for a moment, before nodding her consent. "Okay. Put me to sleep, monkey boy."

The Doctor laughed, and their lips met briefly. "Love you." He murmured, pressing his device against her temple.

Amy succumbed instantly, and the Doctor lay her body down on the sand, before curling up next to her.

"And now, we wait." He sighed, turning his gaze to the sea.

~I~

"Pond? Earth to Pond!"

Amy stirred, but didn't open her eyes.

"Amyyyyy."

"What do you want?" Amy muttered to the Doctor, her eyes still firmly shut.

"I want you to wake up." He replied, and Amy groaned.

"No way."

"Always so stubborn." The Doctor sighed. "Would you wake up if I told you that sixty people were staring at you?"

Amy's eyes snapped open, but she regretted opening them so quickly when she saw the bright white lights above them. "Where are we?" She asked blearily, rubbing her eyes.

"In a prison cell underwater with sixty people that are still staring at you." The Doctor murmured, and Amy quickly sat up.

When Amy met the prisoner's gaze, they all looked away. "Why are they staring at us?"

The Doctor looked around, a calculating expression on his face. "Maybe because we've just appeared out of nowhere in their prison cell."

"What makes you think we're underwater?" Amy asked him, before catching sight of the windows beside them, showing that they were submerged somewhere under the water. "Actually, don't bother answering that. Why are we here?"

"The monster took you, didn't it?" A woman hissed at them suddenly, wild-eyed. "You better dirty yourselves!"

"I'm not familiar with that term." The Doctor said, frowning in confusion.

"The ones who stand out get taken first!" The woman cried. "Scrape back your red hair, and take off that bow tie!"

The Doctor and Amy did what she told them to, both exchanging puzzled looks. "May I ask why we have to 'dirty' ourselves?" The Doctor asked, perplexed.

"Because we're all in incredible danger!" Another prisoner told them fearfully. "They take someone out of here every fifteen minutes."

"Why?"

The Doctor's question was answered when screams erupted around them. Many of the prisoners covered their ears, and another sound joined the screams: the sound of a crying baby.

Amy's head shot up, and she looked around frantically for the baby. "They kidnapped a baby?" She cried, horrified.

A man came forward holding the baby. "This little boy has been here a couple of hours now." He told Amy over the cries and screams. "No one was kidnapped with him. And we can't calm him down when the screaming starts."

Determination took over for Amy. "Pass him here." She commanded, holding her arms out for the baby.

The man passed him into Amy's arms, and she cradled him to her chest. "Hey you." She whispered, smiling down at the young baby.

She began to rock him back and forth, and the Doctor could only watch her in admiration as the baby's cries eventually stopped.

The prisoners looked surprised that the baby had stopped crying. "Are you a mother or something?" One of them asked Amy.

"No." Amy replied softly, smiling down at the baby in her arms. "But I think I'd like to be, someday."

Her eyes met the Doctor's, and their gaze locked, and then held. Without breaking his gaze from her, the Doctor slid closer to her and slipped his arm around her shoulders.

"Do you want to hold him?" Amy whispered to him.

The Doctor looked unsure at first, but eventually he nodded, and Amy passed him the baby. He held the small boy with ease, almost naturally, and the sight touched Amy's heart.

"You'd make a great father one day." She murmured to the Doctor, and he looked up from the baby's serene face to meet her gaze.

"That's funny, I was about to say that you'd make a great mother one day." He commented quietly, his eyes shining with warmth and love.

They both smiled at each other, both imagining the same family picture, and the Doctor kissed her tenderly.

Suddenly the screams stopped, and the moment between them was instantly broken.

"One of us in next!" One of the prisoners cried, and Amy and the Doctor could only watch in bewilderment as a huge commotion broke out. Prisoners were fighting to hide in the corner and behind each other.

"They're here!" Another cried out, and Amy and the Doctor turned their gaze to the front of the prison cell, where two blue, beetle-like aliens were waiting.

They ignored Amy and the Doctor, much to their relief, and focused on the man that had given Amy the baby to hold.

"No!" He cried. "Not me! Please! I have a family! You can't hurt me!"

The two aliens didn't listen, and they marched into the cell, grabbing the man by his arms and hauling him out. His begging eventually faded away.

"Please tell me you have a plan." Amy hissed to the Doctor as he passed the baby back to her.

"Sort of." The Doctor said, rising to his feet and taking out his sonic screwdriver. "Right, listen up everybody!"

The prisoners fell silent, and gazed at him.

"I'm going to unlock this prison—"

Immediately the prisoners were talking and yelling again.

"Shut up!" Amy yelled over the racket, and the prisoners hastily stopped talking.

"Thanks Pond." The Doctor said, nodding at her gratefully. "Right, when I've unlocked the door, you are all to follow Amy, as quietly as possible while I confront the aliens."

Amy began to shake her head at his plan, but the Doctor wasn't finished. "As we were all teleported here, this screwdriver will lead you to the control room. Once there, you are all to teleport back to the island. I know that not all of you are from there, but I can't transport you all back home. The important thing is to get you all safe. Are we clear?"

"But Sir, how are you going to stop the aliens?" One of the prisoners asked him anxiously.

"Don't know yet. I'll improvise." The Doctor replied airily. "Any questions?"

"I have a bloody question!" Amy hissed, and the Doctor sighed.

"Yes Pond?"

"Why are we separating?" She demanded.

"We have to." The Doctor said firmly. "We need to rescue these people – and ourselves – and to do that, you need to teleport the prisoners to safety and I need to stop the aliens."

"I'm not leaving you!" Amy cried, accidentally tightening her hold on the baby in her arms. When he whimpered, she quickly passed him to the prisoner nearest to her.

"Amy, please." This time the Doctor's voice was gentle. "Just follow the plan."

Amy scowled at him. "It's a stupid plan."

"It's the only plan we've got."

Amy sighed, sensing defeat, and the Doctor stepped forward. "Now." He said, taking out a pen from his pocket. "I need to give you some teleportation codes." He took her hand and began to scribble some numbers onto her skin. "This is the code for the island, and the other code is for this base."

Amy frowned down at her hand. "Doctor, there's three codes. What's the last code for?"

The Doctor hesitated, before replying. "It's the code to get you back to Leadworth, two days after your Aunt's funeral." He whispered.

Amy immediately began to scrub off the last code from her hand. "I don't need it." She said angrily.

The Doctor smiled sadly. "Amy, if something happens to me…"

Amy glared at him stubbornly. "It won't."

"Even so, I'm not leaving you here if something does happen to me."

"Listen Doctor, there is no way I'm leaving you." Amy hissed defiantly. "Not even if you can't get back to me. I don't run away. That's not something I do."

"But—"

"But nothing." Amy said firmly. "There is no me without you, and there is no way in hell I am leaving you." She finished scrubbing the code off, so that only two codes remained on her skin. "We're a team. We stay together. Clear?"

The Doctor gazed at her, speechless, and it was a while before he could recover his voice. "Amy Pond, I don't think I've ever loved you as much as I do right now." He finally whispered, cradling her face in his hands and kissing her lovingly.

He felt Amy smile against his lips, and she pulled back. "Get going monkey boy!" She said cheerfully, smacking the Doctor's backside as he unlocked the door to their cell.

As he gave Amy his screwdriver, they kissed again before she began to back away from him. "I love you." She mouthed, and then she spun around to face the prisoners. "Right then people, let's get a move on!"

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Hayley x

p.s What did you guys think of the second episode of Series 6? I have convinced myself that Amy was never talking about Rory, and that she meant the Doctor the whole time. And the girl in the episode is her and the Doctor's baby. I know that's probably not true, but in my head, it is. Haha. I like Rory, (he looked adorable in those glasses), but I'm a die-hard Amy/Doctor fan. I mean, how can you NOT be? Matt and Karen are fantastic together!