Guess who re-wrote chapter 6? I DID! I suggest you go read it.

Chapter 7

Amy was in her kitchen, mixing some cake batter. She suddenly put it down, overcome with pain in her stomach area. The baby was coming. Not good. "Rory!" She yelled.

She heard Rory throw his bicycle down outside. "Rory! It's starting!" Amy yelled.

Then the pain went away and Amy sat down on the couch. She began eating the cake mix. Rory rushed in.

"Ah. Okay, okay." Rory panted. He had obviously run a bit. Maybe she should apologize… nah.

"False alarm." Mumbled Amy, her mouth full of cake mix.

"What?"

"Well, I don't know what it feels like. I've never had a baby before." Amy told him. She stuck the spoon of cake mix into Rory's mouth. Then she froze.

That was impossible. She never thought she would hear that sound ever again. Whoosh, whoosh.

"Leaf blowers. Use a rake." Rory complained, yelling the last part out the window.

"No, it's…" Amy trailed off, glancing out the window to find the TARDIS parked in her front yard. "I knew. I just knew."

The Doctor stumbled out of the TARDIS, tripping over some rocks around a flower bed. He saw Rory rush out of the house in front of him. "Rory!" He yelled.

"Doctor!" Rory yelled back. He glanced at the flower bed. Oops, he should've been more careful.

"I've crushed your flowers." He told Rory.

"Oh, Amy will kill you." Rory said worriedly.

"Where is she?" The Doctor asked. He really did miss Amy, though he couldn't exactly remember why she left… or when she did

"She'll need a bit longer." Rory said, snapping the Doctor back to reality. What was he just thinking about? Probably wasn't important since he forgot it.

Amy stepped out of the house and the Doctor stared at her. She was huge. Like, I just swallowed the lost moon of Poosh huge.

"Oh, way-hey! You've swallowed a planet." He told her.

He heard Amy talking in the background, but he didn't' pay much attention. "Your huge! Look at you. When worlds collide." Amy said something else but the Doctor didn't pay any attention. "Oh, look at you both. Five years later and you haven't changed a bit, apart from age and… size."

"Oh, it's good to see you, Doctor." Amy said.

The Doctor stared at Amy for a few seconds. "Are you pregnant?" He asked. Amy rolled her eyes.

"So!" Rory said. "Where is the Rose-inator?"

Rose stepped out of the TARDIS. "Here!" She flashed them all a smile that made the Doctor go light-headed. He really needed to stop that.

He grabbed her hand and smiled at her.

The Doctor suggested that they take a walk, so the four set out to explore Leadworth. Actually, Upper Leadworth, Rory had pointed out to him.

Amy looked around. "Nice, quiet town. Lots of people live well into their nineties." She said. Rose dragged the Doctor forward and sat down on a bench, forcing him to sit next to her.

Amy and Rory sat down beside them. "So… what do you do here?" He asked Amy and Rory.

"We relax." Rory told him.

"Relax…" He said, glancing at Rose. They didn't do much relaxing, mostly running for their lives.

Right now, he really missed that.

"We live. We listen to the birds." Rory said, leaning his head back on the bench.

"Yeah, see? Birds." Said Amy. "Those are nice."

"We didn't get time to listen to birdsong back on the TARDIS, did we Rose?" Rory asked Rose, who shook her head at him. The birdsong suddenly got louder.

Uncomfortably loud.

"Oh blimey, my head's a bit. Ooo. Er, no, you're right, there wasn't a lot of time for birdsong back in the good old…" The Doctor's words became slurred, and he soon fell asleep.

The Doctor opened his eyes to find he was lying on the console floor "days." He finished. Rose was asleep on the console. He stood up and Rose slowly lifted her head. "Ah, oo, er… my head is pounding." She said, pressing her hands to her temples.

A very non-pregnant Amy and short haired Rory walked into the console room. "I had a terrible nightmare about you two. Don't ask." The Doctor told them. He hugged Amy.

"Your safe now, that's what counts. Blimey. Never dropped off like that before. Well, never, really. I'm getting on a bit, you see. Don't let the cool gear fool you. Now, what's wrong with the console? Red flashing lights. I bet they mean something." He said, fiddling with the console. Rose came to stand next to him.

"Er, Doctor, I also had a kind of dream thing." Rose told him.

"Yeah, so did I." Said Amy.

"Me too." Rory chimed in. "Not a nightmare, though, just, er, we were married." Rory glanced at Amy.

"Yeah. In a little village." Amy said.

"A sweet little village, and you were pregnant." Rory said to Amy.

This was starting to get weird. And weird was bad, really, very not good. He glanced at Rose and saw that she had the same look of confusion that he probably had right now, except she still looked drowsy.

"And Doctor, you were visiting." Rory told him. The Doctor looked away from Rose, realizing that he had just missed a part of the conversation.

"Yeah, yeah, we visited your cottage." Rose joined the conversation.

"How can we have the same dream? It doesn't make any sense." Rory asked.

"And you had a nightmare about us. What happened to us in the nightmare?" Amy asked.

"It was a bit similar, in some aspects."

"Which aspects?" Rory asked.

"Well, all of them."

Amy stared at him. "You had the same dream." He nodded. Not good, this was not good. They shouldn't all have just passed out somewhere in the TARDIS and shared a dream.

"You said it was a nightmare." Rose said, glancing at him. He avoided eye contact with her.

"Did I say nightmare?" He said, trying to put on his best innocent look. "No, more of a really good… mare. Look, it doesn't matter. We all had some kind of psychic episode. We probably jumped a time track or something. Forget it. We're back to reality now." He suddenly heard birds again. Very loud birds.

Amy stared at him. "Doctor? If we're back to reality, how come I can still hear birds?"

"Yeah, the same birds." Rory said. "The same ones we heard in the"

The Doctor opened his eyes to find that he was still on the bench, his forehead touching Rose's forehead. "dream." Rory finished to his left.

The Doctor pulled away to find the Rose was still asleep. Why wasn't she waking up? "Rose?" He shook her shoulders. "Rose!"

Her eyes opened. Thank goodness. She looked at him drowsily and tried to stand up. He legs wobbled and she sat back down. The Doctor looked at her, very concerned, but her eyes slowly focused and she was soon back to her normal self. Rose leaned forward and stared at Rory. "Wait… did you call me the Rose-inator?"

Rory's face turned bright red and he looked away. "Oh, uh, sorry." Rory said, obviously trying to change the subject. "Must have dozed off. I was dreaming that we were back on the TARDIS."

The Doctor checked his suspenders. They were red on the TARDIS… they were blue now. This was a another very not good thing. He glanced at Rose and stood up.

"You had the same dream, didn't you?" The Doctor heard Rory ask Amy.

"Back on the TARDIS… weren't we just saying the same thing?" Rose asked him.

"But we thought this was the dream, didn't we?" Rory asked the Doctor. Too many questions. Why couldn't they just let him think? He picked up a piece of gravel and studied. Very real. He threw it back down onto the ground.

"I think so. Why do dreams have to fade so quickly?" Amy asked. He could hear her struggling to get up. He sorted through his memories. He couldn't remember Amy ever leaving… but he couldn't remember how he had gotten in the console room on the TARDIS either. Last thing he remembered he was in the library and everyone else was asleep.

"Doctor, what is going on?" Rory asked the Doctor.

Amy joined in on the question parade. "Is this because of you? Is this some Time Lordy thing because you've shown up again?"

Rose laughed.

"Listen to me." He turned to face all of them. "Trust nothing. From now on, trust nothing you see, hear or feel."

"But we're awake now." Rory protested.

"Yeah. You thought you were awake on the TARDIS, too." Rose said. The Doctor began to walk down the path.

"But we're home." Amy said, chasing after him.

"Yeah, you're home. You're also dreaming." He whipped around to face them "Trouble is, Rory, Amy, Rose, which is which? Are we flashing forwards… or backwards?" He grabbed Rose's hand and pushed Amy and Rory out of the way, stepping forwards and dragging Rose along with him. "Hold on tight. This is going be a tricky one." He and Rose smiled at eachother.

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