Amy was propped up on the couch doing homework when she heard the door open and David walking in. She didn't think much about it after all it was five o'clock but she noticed he was standing there with his arms folded staring at her looking annoyed.
She sighed removing her glasses. "Yes?" David scoffed. "I know there must be some sort of logic some reasoning inside your mind on why you enjoy torturing me." "Well, other than you being my older brother." Amy smirked. David wasn't laughing. She groaned. "Okay, what is it?"
He bit the inside of his cheek. "You told her about the hospital needing volunteers, didn't you?" She looked at him waving her hand. "Uh, would you mind using some more nouns, verbs, adjectives, maybe?" David sighed heavily. "I got a visit from Rose Tyler, today and I know that was because of you."
"Well, yeah," She replied simply. "You said you needed volunteers so I tried to help." He nodded briefly pinching the bridge of his nose. "Uh, huh, well, prior to your help everyone heard you on speaker phone and your lovely exaggeration of my poor bleeding heart." David mocked placing his hands over his chest.
Amy closed her book frustrated. "What was I supposed to do? You were upset. I had to check on you," She walked over to the bookcase to put it away. "Anyway what's your problem?"
David scoffed. "Because of you I spent the whole day avoiding pitiful stares and snickers and now I have to deal with Rose Tyler as well," He folded his arms. "Do you have anything to say for yourself?" "Well, to be honest I'm glad. I think Rose is nice." She replied with a shrug.
"How can you say that?" He exclaimed in disbelief. She tapped her fingers rhythmically along the oak bookshelf. "David, when are you going to just admit that you still love Rose?"
"I don't." He protested brushing past her loosening his tie. "Oh and you wear that bracelet as a fashion statement, then?" She replied sarcastically pointing at his wrist.
David scowled lowering his eyes. "It's in a knot." Amy chuckled unconvinced. "Yeah, keep telling yourself that and maybe you'll believe it." She started walking away but he followed her. "Don't take that disrespectful tone with me young lady." He scolded standing in the hallway.
Amy turned and shot him a look. "News flash, you're my brother not dad!" She said harsher than she meant striking a nerve.
"Damn near enough," He remarked pointing at her. "Don't you forget that I have been the one raising you since the day they died so don't try that crap with me, Amelia Pond!" David shot back.
She looked at him stunned like he was a complete stranger. "What's happened to you?" Amy replied quickly brushing past him slamming her bedroom door. He leaned back against the wall removing his glasses. "Yeah, that went well." He muttered.
Meanwhile Rose was pacing the floor of her living room working on some writing notes when the door knocked. She sighed placing the notepad down and went to answer. "Who is it?" She called. "Guess who?" A friendly male American accent answered back.
"Jack?" She grinned opening the door. "Rosie!" He smiled hugging her briefly lifting her off the floor.
"Jack, what are you doing here?" She smiled letting her old friend inside. He shrugged. "Well, I tried calling earlier but you didn't answer so I thought stop by." "Yeah, I was out volunteering." She replied offering him a seat on the couch.
Jack nodded impressed. "Well, look at you! Where were you volunteering?" "Oh, a children's hospital." She replied casually. He looked at her funny. "Okay, uh, last I checked you hated hospitals."
Rose suppressed a smile. "Well, I know but I actually like it there." Jack shrugged. "As long you're happy," He gently tapped her arm. "So how do you like it here?"
"It's nice, in fact I found an old friend living just upstairs." She smiled shyly. "Oh, who?" He asked.
"David. He's here, he's really here. He's a Doctor, now and" Rose rambled excitedly. Jack stopped her. "David? David Pond? The same hot Scottish guy with the glasses whose heart you broke, that David?"
She rolled her eyes and grunted. "Yeah and thanks for that reminder." Jack shrugged innocently. "Hey, that's according to you. So how did you find out he was living upstairs?" She shrugged picking a loose thread on the couch. "I don't know I just did..." Her sentence trailed.
Jack frowned noticing she looked sad. "What is it, huh Rosie?" She shook her head. "Everything's been such a mess since finding David, again." Rose said softly.
"What do you mean?" Jack asked concerned. Rose shrugged. "I don't know, I've always dreamed about finding him again, you know? Seeing his smile, looking into his eyes and hearing his voice, again," She lowered her gaze while tugging her earring. "Unfortunately, our reunion didn't go very well. He's still so hurt."
"Not that I blame him." Rose added sniffing.
He smirked. "Hey, does any reunion with an ex ever go well?"
She smiled a little. "But he's still wearing the bracelet I made him that has to mean something, right? I mean am I an idiot to believe maybe I could have a second chance with him?"
Jack shrugged. "Suppose not but you have to earn his trust, first." She sighed. "Yeah, but I'm not sure which will be harder, earning his trust back or getting him to talk to me like I'm not the bad guy."