Chapter 1

The summer sun shone down on Milan, lighting up the morning of another day. The blue police box stood prominently on one of the city streets, looking quite out of place to its surroundings. The doors swung open and Amy bounded out with a massive grin on her face.

"I'm in Milan!" She cried as she spun around with her hands outstretched, feeling the sun's warm heat on her face. The Doctor, who was watching Amy curiously, walked out of the TARDIS and closed the door behind him. "I can't believe it! I've always wanted to come here!"

"I never thought a girl could be so excited about one city..." the Doctor muttered to himself. Amy immediately spun around to face the Doctor, obviously having heard his remark.

"It's not just any city, it's Milan. The Fashion capital of the world. I was actually saving up for a ticket to come here before you showed up again."

"With Rory?" he asked automatically.

"Who's Rory?" the Doctor opened his mouth to reply, then shut it again, remembering that Amy had forgotten about him after she had lost concentration on the TARDIS, after he was sucked into the crack, erasing him from existence.

"No one. Don't Worry."

Amy just shrugged. "Anyway. As I was saying, I've always wanted to come here. The Shopping, The Fashion. Besides, I'm a girl. I'm in to all that stuff. Did you forget that?"

"It's kinda hard not to..." he replied as he watched his Scottish companion smile and look around at her surroundings. She was wearing a blue tank under her brown leather jacket, a short black skirt which finished just above her knee and a pair of black ankle boots. The sun shone in her ginger hair and danced off her skin. The look of her seemed to catch the Doctor off guard for a moment until he realised that she was talking to him.

"Did you not hear anything I just said?"

"No, sorry. Brain was working like clockwork. What did you say?"

"Nothing. Anyway, what time is it?"

The Doctor pulled up the sleeve of his tweed jacket and looked at the time on his gold wrist watch. "9:40 and it's the 17th of June 1880 which is a...Thursday. Yeah, that's about right." he looked back at Amy and caught her rolling her eyes at him. "What was that for?"

Amy chuckled and started walking off down one of the streets in the direction she heard the most noise. "Coming?"

The Doctor quickly followed behind her and reached her at one of the main streets. The street was flooded with people, stalls as far as the eye could see, selling everything from food to furniture. In the distance, loud music could be heard and the smell of succulent food flooded into their lungs. Amy then grabbed onto the Doctor's hand and ran towards one of the stalls, bypassing anyone in her way. When she reached it, she began a massive shopping spree. It wasn't 2 bags worth of stuff. Oh no. Amy bought at least 20 bags of clothes, jewellery and paintings, planting them on the Doctor to carry around as she went from stall to stall.

A few hours later, Amy collapsed on a table outside a restaurant, sighing heavily. "That was one hell of a shopping spree! Man I am so tired."

The Doctor stared at her dumbfounded, planting all of her junk on the floor next to him before he sat down. "You're tired? I'm the one that had to carry all of your junk!"

"I know, but you're a man. That's your job."

"I'm not human Amy, I'm alien. How many times do I have to tell you? Those things do not apply to me..."

"Well, when you're around me those rules apply to you."

"Why? Does the whole universe revolve around Amy Pond?" he teased.

"Yes, as a matter of fact it does." Amy picked up the menu from the table and began to scan through, looking at all the Italian dishes she loved.

"What are you getting?" she asked the Doctor, after a few minutes, having decided on getting carbonara.

"I might get a seafood pizza."

"Eww, is that even legal?"

The Doctor glanced at Amy. "Don't know...but I'll pay extra if I have to. I'm so hungry. Besides, nothing on this menu is appealing to me."

Amy stared at him, one eye widened, "You know Doctor; sometimes I don't understand you...at all."

"Same here Pond." he replied smiling, before standing up and picking up all of her bags.

"Where are you going?" Amy asked, slightly confused.

"Back to the TARDIS. I've decided that I'll have fish custard for lunch. Haven't had it in ages."

"You are so disgusting you know."
"Yep." The Doctor replied smiling before walking off towards his parked TARDIS. Amy watched him leave and then got up from her table and as usual, followed him.

"You didn't want to get anything?" he asked her curiously as she caught up to him.

"Didn't want to be alone. Besides, we can get lunch in Italy anytime." He opened the doors of the TARDIS and went inside, Amy following close behind. She quickly scanned the TARDIS's interior. Even though she was used to it, she had to admit that even now, it was a lot to take in. Another dimension inside a small police public call box. The Doctor walked up to her, his tweed jacket was hanging on the coat hanger.

"So, what do you feel like today?"

"Nothing at the moment. I just needed a rest before. You on the other hand better get your food..." Amy replied smiling as she watched the Doctor walk towards one of the staircases, in the direction of the kitchen.

After about an hour, Amy walked back to the control room of the TARDIS, after having finished putting away all of her new treasures in her room. The Doctor was already standing at the centre, thinking about something as he ruffled his already messy light brown hair. Amy jogged up and plopped herself next to the Doctor, staring at him with her eyebrows raised. "Whatcha doing?"

"Nothing." The Doctor replied, not making eye contact.

Amy glanced in the direction he was looking. It was relatively normal to how she knew it to be, the buttons and lights that didn't seem to have a function. That however was when she saw the small red jewellery box on the top on the console. That's what he's obviously looking at... she thought to herself as she eyed the Doctor again. She picked up the small red box and spun it in her hand, "What's this?"

The Doctor shot a look at Amy and saw her holding the engagement ring. "Nothing..." he said as he snatched it back from her grasp. Amy however was quite smart and snatched it back, opening to find her diamond ring.

"This is so beautiful." she said, looking to the Doctor. "Did you buy it for me?"

The Doctor laughed quietly and snatched it back from her, placing it in one of the pockets of his tweed jacket. "Why would you think that?" he replied slowly, as he tried to distract himself with figuring out what some of the buttons on his new TARDIS controls did.

"I don't know really. If it's not yours, can I have it?"

"No... it's mine. Forgot I left it here, that's all." The Doctor said as he pressed a button, making a squeaky sound fill the room. "That's odd..."

"Anyway..." Amy began, as she walked to the door. "I'm gonna get a bit of fresh air. I'll be back in a sec." She jumped out of the TARDIS, leaving the Doctor alone. Now, he needed to think. He began pacing on the other side of the console, his mind flooded with thoughts. What am I going to do? Amy obviously doesn't remember Rory and now she thinks that you bought her a ring. And not just any ring, an engagement ring. She obviously knew it was one, I could tell from the look on her face, and besides, she should have been able to tell from the amount of diamonds and gold that flooded that thing! Shit! That can't be good... What if she thinks I really like her? Not that I don't... Shut Up! FOCUS! Why the hell didn't you just give the ring and pretend it wasn't yours? That would've been a smart idea. You would've done that if it was any other girl in the world, but noooo, not Amy! He slammed the palm of his hand into his forehead. He shouldn't be thinking about Amy like this. Sure, he loved her... But she belonged to Rory. She was engaged to him. But she's not now... he doesn't exist. He was never a part of her life now. She was never engaged...NO! He hit himself on the head again and heard a quiet chuckle from a chair on the other side of the controls. The Doctor glanced up and saw Amy, who looked slightly amused by his actions.

"What are you doing?" she asked.

"Thinking. What does it look like I'm doing?" Amy rolled her eyes and laughed at the Doctor. He laughed too and sat down next to her.

"Sooo..." Amy began, "What'd you wanna do now?"

"Why you asking me?" the Doctor replied, staring at her. "You're the one that wanted to come here. It wasn't my idea!"

Amy opened her mouth to reply, but was interrupted by the sound of a blood-curdling scream coming from the streets outside the TARDIS's doors. Amy ran towards the door and scanned the area. It came again.

"Doctor..." Amy whispered, fear surrounding the sound of her voice. She was scared. "Doctor..." He ran up to her as the scream filled the streets again. "What's going on...?"

He turned to her and looked straight into her eyes. "I don't know," he whispered, "but whatever it is, I'm going to find out. Stay here." He ran to grab his tweed jacket and sonic that he left on the kitchen bench and then came straight back, hoping to find Amy there waiting for him. Instead, when he got there, she was nowhere to be found. "Amy?" He called out to her, but there was no response. He called out again. Still no response. Where is she? The Doctor started quickly pacing the entrance of the TARDIS and muttered to himself. That was when he heard a scream. This time however, it sounded different. The new scream came again and the Doctor felt his hearts start to pound in his chest with incredible force. That voice, even when screaming, he would be able to recognise in a crowd of millions. It was a voice he had grown to love. It was the voice of Amelia Jessica Pond.