A/N: Hey everyone! I'm so sorry that I didn't reply to your reviews; fanfiction won't display my inbox, and I don't know why.
On a happier note, 700 REVIEWS! Are you kidding me? I'm speechless! Thank you so much!
To express my gratitude, here's a nice, drama-free chapter for you...and I think you all will like it ;D
When two people are in love, it's said that they can feel the other's presence, even when they're not beside each other.
Amy had never believed that, until she rolled over and felt that the bed she shared with the Doctor was empty. But she wasn't alone, because she could feel the Doctor watching her, even though her eyes were closed.
"Are you going to stand there and stare at me like a stalker, or are you coming back to bed?" She whispered.
The Doctor jumped slightly, not realising that she was awake. "Sorry Pond. I was just watching you sleep."
"From way over there?" Amy asked, opening her eyes to see the Doctor sitting on the recliner on the other side of their bedroom.
The Doctor rose and bounded back over to the bed. "As much as I'd love to lay with you all day, there are planets to visit…aliens to see…illegal things to do—"
"Illegal, huh?" Amy replied, grabbing his hands and pulling him on top of her. "What illegal things do you have in mind?"
"The usual." The Doctor grinned, his face lighting up. "Breaking-and-entering, thieving, threatening alien leaders…" He trailed off when he saw Amy frown.
"Shouldn't we go back to the island first?" She asked him quietly, running her hands up and down his chest slowly. "I mean, we didn't even see if the prisoners got back to their planets safely."
"I think Tentaclika will help them out." The Doctor said softly, smiling.
"Tenta who?"
"The tentacle alien. Tentaclika is it's actual name."
Amy wrinkled her nose. "The alien that tried to take me from my hotel room. How could I forget?"
The Doctor laughed, and tapped her nose with his finger. "Ah, but you have clearly forgotten that Tentaclika allowed you and the other prisoners to live, remember?"
"How did you know that?"
The Doctor winked at her, and kissed her quickly on the mouth. "Now that Pond, would be telling." He said mysteriously, pulling himself up and leaping off of the bed.
"Where are you going?" Amy whined, reaching out for him. "Can't we stay in this bed all day?"
The Doctor paused in their bedroom doorway, and turned around to grin at her. "Nah. Where's the fun in that?"
"You can do lots of fun things in a bed." Amy replied, quirking her eyebrow at him.
"Oh really?" The Doctor questioned, leaning against the doorframe and folding his arms.
"Yes, really." Amy replied, sitting up in bed. "For example, there's—"
She was suddenly interrupted by the phone ringing. "Hang on." She muttered, reaching under the bed for the phone. "Hello?"
The Doctor then had to cover his ears, for Amy screamed and began to bounce up and down on the bed. "You're kidding me!" She shrieked into the phone.
"Who is it?" The Doctor asked her, but Amy threw a pillow at him to shut him up.
"We'll be there. Now! Love you! Bye!" Hanging up the phone, she tossed it aside and began to clap her hands excitedly.
"What's got you so excited?" The Doctor asked in bewilderment. "Has my Tetraphylis been dispatched yet?"
Amy looked at him strangely. "I'm not even going to ask what that is…or how it's going to be delivered here. Anyway, shut up about your Tetra thingy…Rory and Hannah are getting married!"
"About time!" The Doctor exclaimed happily. "I knew they would get married someday. When?"
Amy rolled her eyes at him. "Now! Duh! We're in a Time Machine, let's go to their wedding now!"
The Doctor looked at the bed, and then back at her. "So I assume you don't want to stay in bed anymore?"
Amy's response was another pillow thrown at his head.
"Didn't think so."
~I~
"Amy, there is nothing wrong with wearing a bowtie for the wedding." The Doctor grumbled in exasperation as Amy flung a tie at him. "The TARDIS even gave me a white one to go with my tuxedo."
"Yes, but a normal tie will look better!" She exclaimed, catching the tie that the Doctor threw back at her. "So wear it!"
The Doctor was silent for a moment, and Amy thought she had won…until he suddenly bolted out of the wardrobe and out of sight.
"Hey mister! Get back here!" She yelled after him.
"You can't make me!" She heard him yell back.
Amy sighed and tossed the tie aside. "Fine! Have it your way!"
She couldn't help but laugh when she heard the Doctor whoop in victory. Smiling, she turned to face the mirror and began to pile her hair on top of her head.
"Are you nearly ready?" She heard the Doctor call a few moments later, and she stepped out of the wardrobe into the TARDIS corridor.
"I'm coming now, Mr Impatient!" She called back, walking towards the console room.
"Good! Because we've already landed, and I would rather like to…" But the Doctor broke off when Amy stepped out into the console room.
"See something you like?" She asked him teasingly, twirling around for him.
"Many things." He breathed, stepping forward and cupping her face in his hands. "I'm going to be the luckiest alien in the church today."
Amy laughed lightly and slipped her arms around his waist. "Well, you are the only alien…so…"
"Nope." The Doctor chuckled, resting his forehead against hers. "You're all aliens too, remember? At least to me."
"Okay, but you still won't be the luckiest alien in the room." Amy told him softly.
"Oh? How come?"
"Because I feel pretty lucky to be with you as well. Maybe more so than you." Amy tilted her head and pressed her lips tenderly to his.
"Shall we just agree that we're both the luckiest aliens today?" The Doctor murmured, as they broke apart.
"Deal."
~I~
When Amy and the Doctor arrived at the Leadworth church, they realised they were late when they heard Rory and Hannah exchanging their vows from inside the church.
"We're going to have to sneak in unnoticed." Amy whispered to the Doctor, opening the church door as quietly as she could. "We shouldn't disrupt their wedding."
"Gotcha." The Doctor agreed, stepping into the church, Amy following him in.
Unfortunately, the Doctor didn't fully understand the word 'unnoticed', for as soon as he saw Rory and Hannah at the altar, he yelled, "Rory! Hannah! Sorry we're late!"
"Doctor!" Amy hissed, latching onto his tuxedo jacket and attempting to shove him into one of the pews. "Sit down!"
But the Doctor pushed her away and charged down the aisle towards the bemused couple. "Have I missed the good part yet?" He called, skidding to a stop in front of them.
Rory beamed at him, and released Hannah's hands to embrace the Doctor. "I don't know what good part you're on about, but we've barely started." He told him, chuckling.
"That's okay then!" The Doctor said cheerfully, releasing him and turning to kiss Hannah on the cheek. "Where's my seat?"
Amy appeared next to him then, and smiled hesitantly at the couple. "Sorry about him. I don't think he understands the term, 'sneaking in'." She sighed.
"Don't worry about it, I'm just so glad you're both here." Rory said warmly, hugging Amy. "We saved you the best seats." He nodded to the front pew, and the Doctor sat down immediately, pulling Amy down with him.
"You two carry on, we'll shut up now." He said, grinning.
Rory and Hannah laughed, before turning back to face the vicar. Ignoring the stares of the other wedding guests, Amy smacked the Doctor's leg for interrupting their friend's wedding.
The Doctor shot her a confused look, now choosing to be quiet.
Amy just shook her head at him, before smiling and leaning into his side.
~I~
As soon as the wedding was over, the guests followed Rory and Hannah to the Reception Hall, which was conveniently placed opposite the church.
As the guests lavished their attention on the newlywed couple, the Doctor and Amy walked over to the food table and examined the platters of food.
"There's custard, but I don't think there's any fish fingers." The Doctor said sadly, and Amy laughed.
"At a reception? No way. You'll have to eat normally tonight." She told him.
The Doctor sighed theatrically, before picking up the bowl of custard. "I suppose I'll just have to eat it like this then."
Amy laughed again as the Doctor picked up a spoon and began to eat the custard.
"So, did you like the wedding?" She asked him a few moments later.
The Doctor nodded eagerly, and swallowed his mouthful of custard. "Absolutely. But I always love weddings. Especially the wedding dancing. I'll have to show you some of my moves later."
"Looking forward to it." Amy replied, smirking at the image of the Doctor dancing, before her thoughts turned in a different direction. "Hey Doctor, I thought of something to ask you in the Church."
"Shoot." The Doctor said, scooping up a spoonful of custard. "Just don't shoot me."
"I…was…wondering if you've ever been married." Amy said hesitantly.
The Doctor was silent for a moment. "Yes. A very, very long time ago." He said finally. "When I was a lot younger than I am now."
Amy sensed his reluctance to talk about it, but she had to ask him some more questions. "What happened to your wife?"
"My wife…and my children are dead. They were killed in the Time War, about eight hundred and fifty years ago."
Amy placed her hand on his arm comfortingly, unable to do anything else when the Doctor was holding a large bowl of custard. "I'm sorry." She whispered.
The Doctor gave her a lopsided smile. "S'okay. It happened a long time ago. I've grieved for years, and now, it's time to move on."
"So you've thought about marrying again?"
The words were out before Amy could stop them, and the Doctor began to choke on the custard he'd just placed in his mouth.
"What?" He spluttered. "What?"
Amy began to slap him on the back, concealing her grin from him, all of the while thinking of the engagement ring that the Doctor had for her in his pocket.
The Doctor's choking eventually subsided. "I don't think I'll be having any more custard tonight. It's lethal." He muttered, placing the bowl back down on the table.
Amy laughed, and turned the Doctor around so that she could wrap her arms around his neck. "I'm sorry for asking you those questions." She said ruefully.
"Don't be sorry." The Doctor said quietly. "I want you to know every aspect of my past."
Just as their lips were about to meet, Jeff, Amy's friend, popped up beside them. "Hey you two!" He grinned, embracing them. "Long time no see!"
"Hey Jeff. Got a girlfriend yet?" The Doctor asked him jokingly, thinking of the laptop incident all of those years ago.
Jeff smiled awkwardly at him. "Yep, but she couldn't make it tonight. So, I was wondering if I could steal Amy away for a dance?"
Amy looked at the Doctor, and he nodded. "You kids have fun." He said, waving them off.
Amy kissed him quickly, and then Jeff dragged her onto the dance floor.
The Doctor watched them for a few minutes, smiling, before he took out the ring box in his pocket and gazed down at it. "Now, the question is, when do I ask Amy to be my wife?" He muttered to himself.
"Doctor!" He heard Hannah cry suddenly, and he hastily shoved the ring box back in his pocket. Unfortunately, he'd been too late, because she'd already seen it.
"Is that what I think it is?" She demanded, beaming at the Doctor.
The Doctor began to shake his head at her. "Shut up! Shut up!" He hissed, flapping his arms. "It's a surprise!"
"You're going to marry Amy!" Hannah squealed, bouncing up and down.
"You bloomin' humans! You're all so nosy!" The Doctor grumbled, clapping his hand over her mouth and dragging her over to the corner of the hall.
"When are you going to propose?" Hannah asked excitedly. "Now? Tomorrow? Soon?"
"I don't know yet." The Doctor admitted sheepishly, taking the ring box out from his pocket again. "I've had this ring for a while, but I can't find the right moment to propose."
Before Hannah could answer him and give him some advice, Rory appeared beside them.
Suddenly the music stopped, allowing the guests to hear Rory yell, "Are you going to propose to Amy, Doctor?"
The Doctor froze, horrified, when he saw Amy step out from behind Jeff, gazing directly at him.
So, I wonder what will happen next ;) Anyone want to have a guess? Leave a review :D
Hayley x