A/N: This is NOT the last chapter in the story, there is after this chapter, surprisingly a lot more to the story. Disclaimer: I do not own Doctor Who.

The Doctor appeared in Amy's backyard and dusted himself off as shimmering gold dust fell to the floor.

Amy stepped out from the garden wall that had replaced the dying bush from so many years ago.

"Doctor? What on Earth are you wearing?"

He was wearing tweed, slacks, a white cotton shirt and a piece of cloth in the shape of a bow. The Doctor straightened the cloth around his neck imperiously.

"It's a bow tie."

"It looks stupid."

He clapped his hands together. "Bow ties are cool. Now about Prisoner 0-"

"That was two years ago."

"What?!"

Amy put her hands on her hips and nodded.

"Oh. Well, Amelia Pond, I think you've waited long enough."

"Waited for what?"

"Lots of things, like do you want to travel with me? All of time and space, anywhere and any-when?"

"What's that supposed to mean?"

"Well, come on, grab my arm."

"Wait, wait, wait. How will I sleep or eat if- if I go with you? And besides, I grew up."

"I'll soon cure you of that, mad impossible Amelia Pond." He snapped his fingers and a pool of glowing blue and silver shimmered into existence on the grass.

"What is that?"

"It's my home, follows me around the brilliant old girl. Anytime I snap my finger here she is. Just step into her."

Amelia tentatively stepped closer to the edge. "Go on."

"No, I can't."

"Amelia."

"I'm in my nightie!"

The Doctor frowned then pointed at the, funnily enough, pond. "Ok." He jumped into the water which strangely enough splash. It only shimmered.

He was gone.

"Doctor?"

His head suddenly emerged from the water and he pointed a green thing at her that whirred just like his sonic that had been destroyed. Amy was suddenly in the red dress she had been in two years ago.

"Magic! Now come on in!"

He popped back under.

Amelia grinned with something like anticipation and excitement. She put her first foot forward and fell in. Well, it was more of like she had turned upside down and emerged into a strange room with a table on a raised platform.

On the table were buttons and levers.

"Welcome to the TARDIS!" The Doctor shouted gleefully. Amelia gaped.

"It- it's bigger on the inside."

"Yes! I know, right? Of course she was repairing that's why she wasn't the normal color. She's usually the bluest blue ever. And she's usually a box don't worry, she's one now, and she's essentially sentient time energy. Isn't that brilliant?"

Amelia gasped. "This is amazing."

"Right you are, my mad impossible Pond, now where too?"

"Why do you call me that?"

"Because you are impossible."

"How?" Amelia asked in confusion.

"Well because, no one except my goddaughter could have summoned me and she died. Of course, she isn't really dead."

"You're goddaughter?"

"She died about 20 years ago. Had the brightest red hair and her name was Amelia. She was the Princess of Scotland. Luckily, I've found her again."

Amy's jaw dropped as the implications set in.

"Now, goddaughter where too?"

Amelia laughed and then she said, "Anywhere!"

"Anywhere it is!" The Doctor shouted and he grabbed a lever and pulled it.

"Geronimo!"

Amelia Pond laughed and back in a bedroom of a little cottage in England a pure white wedding dress blew in the breeze of the disappearing blue box.