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The following morning, a bleary eyed Amy and Doctor stumbled into the TARDIS kitchen, dressed in their TARDIS print pyjamas, to see Jack sitting at the table, grinning at them.

"Well, well, well!" He began, leaning back in his chair. "You two have finally dragged yourselves out of your bedroom!"

The Doctor rolled his eyes at Amy as he passed her a box of cornflakes out of the cupboard, choosing not to respond to Jack's teasing.

"Nice pyjamas by the way." Jack added. "Can I have a pair?"

The Doctor again didn't reply, too preoccupied with setting the right time on his microwave for his fish finger breakfast. Amy was too tired to deal with Jack's teasing as well, and she sank down on the chair opposite him.

Jack gave a theatrical sigh. "You're both so unwelcoming. You know, I had to settle myself in yesterday! And thanks for forgetting to tell me that there are two giant rainbow fish in the swimming pool. They tried to eat me!"

"Bubble and Squeak aren't violent." The Doctor replied tiredly, speaking for the fist time, and he sat down on the chair next to Amy's.

"Isn't that a British dish?" Jack questioned, and Amy raised her eyebrows at him as she began to pour the cornflakes into a bowl.

"Your point?"

Jack pressed his lips together, suppressing a smirk. "No point. Anyway, I'm staying in the room next to yours."

"What? Sleep somewhere else!" The Doctor demanded, pouring some cold custard into a bowl.

"Nope. So could you keep the noise down, in future?" Jack asked, the smirk finally escaping.

The microwave finished just as the Doctor replied, "My TARDIS. My noise. If you don't like it, leave."

Amy stood up to collect the Doctor's fish fingers for him, and Jack laughed. "Someone's grouchy this morning." He commented, reaching for Amy's bowl of cornflakes, but the Doctor slapped his hand away.

"Not grouchy. Hungry." He corrected him, as Amy placed the fish fingers in front of him. "And maybe I'm a bit apprehensive too."

"Apprehensive about what?" Jack asked, now reaching for the Doctor's fish fingers, but Amy whacked his hand away.

"About your presence. Why are you here?" The Doctor asked him, and Amy chuckled at his frustrated tone as she sat down beside him.

"I'm the one who's organising your wedding, remember?"

"And when did we decide that, again?"

"You didn't. I decided for you." Jack replied firmly. "You and Amy are bound to fall out over the details. You argue too much already."

Amy and the Doctor both looked up from their breakfast to scowl at him. "Do not." They said stubbornly, speaking at the same time.

"Right. Of course you don't." Jack said dryly. "Look, I'm sorting the wedding out, whether you like it or not."

The Doctor gave Amy a helpless glance, and she shrugged. "I say, let him do it." She commented. "As long as it's nothing extravagant, I'm fine with anything."

"But what if I've already chosen a location?" The Doctor asked, and both Amy and Jack looked at him in surprise.

"What? Where?" Amy asked him eagerly.

"Can't tell you. It's a surprise, and you'll definitely be surprised by how familiar the place will be." The Doctor told her cryptically, taking a big bite out of his custard covered fish finger.

Amy narrowed her eyes suspiciously, but before she could say anything, Jack spoke up. "Fine. You choose the location, and I'll do everything else."

"Deal." The Doctor agreed, grabbing his breakfast and rising to his feet. "Now, I need to go and choose which bow tie I'm wearing today. Lots of choices, so little time. Actually, what am I saying? I have all of the time in the Universe. But nevertheless, I still—"

"Doctor?"

"Yes Pond?"

"You're rambling." She stated, taking a handful of cornflakes out of the box and tossing them at him.

"Quite right." The Doctor remarked, dodging the cornflakes by manoeuvring into the doorway of the kitchen. "I should leave now. You two organise the wedding or something."

"Alright, but come here first." Amy leaned her head back to look at him, and he knew that was an invitation to kiss her.

"Upside down kissing…now that's something I've never done before." They heard Jack mutter to himself, but they ignored him.

The Doctor grimaced at his fiancée. "Cornflake and milk breath? Really Pond?"

"Custard and fish breath? Really Doctor?" Amy retorted, and he laughed, before dropping a kiss on the top of her head and leaving the room.

"So, what are we planning first?" Amy asked Jack, who began to shake his head.

"No way girlie. I'm planning solo. You'll have to find something else to do today." Jack told her, patting her on the head before waltzing out of the kitchen.

"Men." Amy grumbled, returning her attention to her cornflakes.

~I~

With both men busy at work; Jack with the wedding planning and the Doctor with TARDIS maintenance work, Amy soon became very bored. She swam with her Heartreeps for a couple of hours, and then read one of the books from the Doctor's library, before she realised there was something else she could do.

After changing into her Kissogram police uniform and picking up her nurse costume, she walked down to the console room.

The Doctor heard her approach, even from his position underneath the console floor, and looked up. When he saw her, he jerked in surprise, and toppled off the swing he was sitting on.

"You okay down there?" Amy called, concerned.

"Yeah." The Doctor replied, sitting up and rubbing his head. "Completely your fault."

"Excuse me?"

"Glass floor. Your skirt. Need I say more?" The Doctor sighed, removing his goggles and tossing them aside. "Why are you dressed like that?"

"Dressed like what?" Amy asked innocently, enjoying the heated gaze on his face as he rushed up the stairs to join her. He was, quite literally, wide-eyed at the sight of her, and she decided to file away his reaction to her outfit for future reference.

"If you must know," She continued, when she realised the Doctor was too busy staring at her to reply, "I'm going out."

"Out?" The Doctor echoed. "Out where?"

"Out with Hannah for my Hen Night."

"A what night?" The Doctor spluttered, chuckling. "Hen as in…" He trailed off to flap his arms like a chicken.

Amy shook her head playfully. "Not quite. A Hen Night is a night for the bride without her fiancée, to celebrate her last night of being single. You're going to take me to Leadworth, Hannah is going to wear my nurse costume, and then we're going clubbing."

"And while you're having this 'hen night', what am I going to do?" The Doctor asked her in bewilderment. "Stay here and untangle atmospheric cables while you get to have fun?"

"No way!" They heard Jack boom, and they turned to see him walking down the console room stairs. "I've finished the wedding plans, and all of the invitations have been sent. So, if Amy gets to go and have her hen night, then you Doctor get to have your stag do."

"My what?" The Doctor cried incredulously. "Isn't a stag a—"

Before he could do his antler impression, Jack and Amy were pushing him towards the console.

~I~

After a brief reunion with Rory and Hannah, the girls charged upstairs to get ready for the hen do, leaving the three men to talk downstairs. Rory and Jack hit it off immediately, pleasing and worrying the Doctor at the same time. He didn't think he wanted a stag do if Jack and Rory were planning it.

Minutes later, the girls returned, and Rory and Jack's mouths fell open when they saw Hannah in Amy's nurse's costume. The Doctor couldn't even glance at Hannah; his eyes were glued to Amy.

"Are you going to behave yourself tonight?" Amy asked the Doctor teasingly, straightening his bowtie.

"Ha!" The Doctor snorted. "I should be the one asking you that question!" He paused to look at the sign Amy was wearing around her neck, that read, 'Now's your chance boys: this is my last night single', before continuing. "Should I be jealous? That's what humans feel when their partner's go out without them, dressed like that, right?"

"Absolutely not." Amy said firmly. "I'm yours. I think my engagement ring proves that, so there's no need to be jealous. Right?"

The Doctor nodded, and then smiled. Amy kissed him, before turning her head and grinning at her best friend. "Look after him tonight Rory!"

Without looking away from Hannah, Rory gave Amy a thumbs-up sign.

"Hey, what about me?" Jack demanded. "I'm looking after him too!"

Amy's eyebrows rose. "Jack, knowing you, you'll have the Doctor chained to a lamppost naked by the end of tonight."

"What?" The Doctor cried, whirling around to look at Jack. "Is that your plan for tonight? That is absolutely…" He trailed off and turned back to face Amy, who was backing out of the door with Hannah. "Amy! No! Don't leave me with him!"

Laughing, Amy blew him a kiss, before grabbing Hannah's hand and darting out of the room.

"Amy! Come back here! Amelia!"

Then the Doctor heard front door slam shut, and he groaned. "Thanks future-wife. Thanks a lot."

"So, what do the men do around here for fun?" Jack asked Rory, ignoring the Doctor.

"Um…go to the pub?" Rory answered, shrugging.

"Pub. Alcohol. Drinking. Perfect!" Jack exclaimed, slinging an arm around both Rory and the Doctor's shoulders. "Let's go boys!"

~I~

The Doctor decided that he didn't understand pubs. He had no idea why sitting in a room that smelled of beer was fun for humans. The Leadworth pub was tacky in his opinion; with it's dated green wallpaper and the worn tables and chairs.

The Doctor glanced at Rory, who was sitting opposite him, happily drinking his beer. The Doctor shuddered as he watched him drinking the amber liquid, and remarked, "That looks like Heartreep urine."

Rory stopped drinking, and pulled a face at the Doctor. "Cheers for that Doctor."

"You're welcome!" The Doctor said cheerfully, leaning back in his uncomfortable chair.

He was about to ask Rory where Jack was, as he'd been missing for about twenty minutes, when he returned, balancing two large trays.

"Doctor, I've bought you some early-wedding presents!" Jack announced, placing the trays in front of them.

The Doctor peered at the contents of the tray, which consisted of about sixty glasses of different alcoholic drinks. "What is all of that funny liquid?"

"Every alcoholic beverage in this pub. And you're going to drink them all!" Jack told him, grinning.

The Doctor immediately pulled the trays closer to examine the glasses more thoroughly. "Why is this one blue?" He asked, picking up a glass of blue WKD.

"That's WKD, my friend." Jack replied, sitting in the seat beside Rory.

"WKD…isn't that the abbreviation for the Wilica Klazona Division, from the Sinn Galaxy?" The Doctor asked him, screwing his face up in disgust as he swished the liquid around in the glass.

"You're such a nerd." Jack commented, rolling his eyes. "Drink it!"

Before he could force the drink down the Doctor's throat, the lights in the pub went out.

"What's going on?" The Doctor demanded, leaping to his feet. "Is there an alien invasion?"

"No Doctor, sit down!" Jack groaned, grabbing the Doctor by his tweed jacket and yanking him back down. "He's drunk already." He mouthed to the people on the table next to them, who looked stunned by the Doctor's outburst. "Look Doctor, relax. I've bought you another present, that's all."

And then the bartender wheeled in a large cake.

"Ooh, a cake!" The Doctor exclaimed happily, turning his chair around to face it as it came towards him. "Did I tell you that I loved cake? Must have done."

Just as the Doctor was about to reach out and help himself to some, a stripper burst out of it, and he yelped.

"What in Saturn's name is going on?" The Doctor cried, bewildered, as Rory and Jack stood up to hold him down in his chair. They both struggled to keep straight faces at the Doctor's look of sheer terror as the stripper straddled him in his seat.

"What is she doing?" The Doctor yelled over the music. "Jack? Rory? Help me! I think she's having some kind of fit!"

The stripper removed his bowtie, and the Doctor yelled, "No! Not the bowtie!" as it sailed over his head.

And then she began to unbutton his shirt. "Help me!" He bellowed, squirming in his chair.

"Just sit back, and relax baby." The stripper cooed, pressing her lips to his jaw.

The Doctor managed to push her away, and he rose from his chair, darting away from Jack and Rory.

The lights went back up, and the punters booed, but the Doctor didn't care. "Okay, first things first. Can someone get this girl a jumper? She looks cold."

The stripper was then led away by the amused bartender.

"Second, give me back my bowtie!"

Rory saw it lying beside the table, and returned it to him.

"And third, after that assault, I think I need a drink!" The Doctor exclaimed wearily, picking up the glass of blue WKD.

"That's the spirit!" Jack boomed excitedly, giving him another.

~I~

47 drinks later, the Doctor was well and truly smashed. Jack and Rory had to prop him up as they left the bar, and even Jack, as much as he worked out, struggled with the drunk Doctor.

"Jackie, has anyone ever told you that you'd make a beautiful woman?" The Doctor slurred as he stumbled between his friends.

Rory snorted, and Jack scowled. "It's Jack." He said firmly, hoisting the Doctor back to his feet.

"Are you wearing mascara, Jackie?" The Doctor continued, now trying, unsuccessfully, to break the grip that his friends had around him. "It's okay if you are. Everyone wears it."

Jack saw an opportunity to take advantage of the Doctor's drunken state. "Have you ever worn make-up Doctor?" He asked him, winking at Rory over the Doctor's head.

"Amy gave me a makeover once, but you can't tell anyone. It's a secret." The Doctor whispered, putting his finger on his lips, before bursting into hysterical laughter.

Jack and Rory then saw Amy and Hannah approaching them, both wearing incredulous expressions at the sight of the Doctor.

"Amy!" The Doctor cried, and Rory and Jack released him so that he could stagger towards his stunned fiancée. "You're the girl I want unbuttoning my shirt! Not Lucy. Poor girl just needed a jumper." After his babbling, he threw his arms around Amy, and she buckled under the weight of his body, sending them both crashing to the floor.

The Doctor didn't seem to mind that he was now lying on top of Amy, and he sighed happily, closing his eyes and resting his head on her chest.

"Who the hell is Lucy?" Amy demanded, pulling herself up to a sitting position. The Doctor's head fell to her lap, and she began to run her fingers through his hair soothingly.

"My present." The Doctor sighed, rubbing his bleary eyes. "Bit rubbish though."

Amy's grip tightened on his hair, but the Doctor was too drunk to feel the pain. "What?" She hissed, glaring at Rory.

Rory held his hands up in surrender. "Don't look at me! Jack's the one who bought him a stripper!"

Amy turned her glare on Jack, who just shrugged. "There's no need to be angry, the Doctor panicked and pushed her away. Then he started drinking, which is why he's sort of…" He trailed off to examine the Doctor, who was now asleep. "…dead."

"Oh dear." Amy sighed. "I should never have let you boys out. Give me a hand Jack."

Jack approached her and crouched down to gather the Doctor into his arms. Once Amy could stand, she unlocked the TARDIS door, and everyone went inside.

Rory and Hannah immediately went off to the honeymoon suite, and Jack began to walk towards the Doctor's bedroom, Amy right beside him.

"The Doctor's going to be so hung over tomorrow, and on his wedding day as well! Classic!" Jack commented, sniggering as he carried the sleeping Doctor into his bedroom.

"The wedding's tomorrow?" Amy realised, stunned.

Jack shot her a strange look. "Of course! When did you think it was?"

Amy shook her head. "I don't know. I didn't expect it to be quite so soon though."

"Why hang around and wait?" Jack questioned. "The way I see it, getting married as soon possible is perfect for you two. You're both completely devoted to each other, so you should be fully united as quickly as possible. You are ready, aren't you?"

"Of course I am. I've been waiting for this wedding for months!" Amy laughed, running her hand through her hair. "I'm just coming to terms with the fact that I'll be married this time tomorrow!"

"And so will the Doctor, something I never thought would never happen." Jack remarked, laying the Doctor down on his bed. "But then, I didn't think he'd ever let me get him drunk and now look at him!"

"Poor guy." Amy murmured affectionately, smoothing back the Doctor's fringe from his face. "He never stood a chance with you in charge of the evening. Which reminds me…"

Amy then raised her hand and whacked Jack's arm. Hard.

"Ow!" Jack yelped, rubbing his arm. "What was that for?"

"That was for the stripper. No one can touch my man, but me, okay?" Amy hissed, her hands on her hips.

"Yes, okay!" Jack sighed, wincing. "Jeez Amy, that was one hell of a slap."

"Good. You deserved it." She replied, not regretting hitting her friend at all. "Now, I'm going to bed, so you need to get your American butt out of here."

"Whoa, whoa, whoa! You can't sleep in here!" Jack told her, just as Amy sat down on the bed. "It's unlucky for the bride and groom to see each other before the wedding!"

Amy paused, torn. As much as she wanted to curl up to her drunken fiancée, she didn't want to break wedding tradition either.

"Fine." She relented, rising to her feet. "I'll sleep on the other side of the TARDIS tonight."

"You do that. I'm going to sleep here tonight." Jack said, lying down beside the Doctor.

"Touch him and I'll kill you." Amy threatened him playfully, before leaning down to kiss the Doctor tenderly.

"Don't worry, I'll keep my hands to myself." Jack sighed, tucking his hands under the pillow. "Happy now?"

"Very. Sweet dreams you two."

"Night Mrs Doctor-Pond."

Smiling, Amy shut the door softly behind her.

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