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[ The image on the screen is off a very wet, very smiley looking bloke. His face is youthful, hair flattened down by the water running off his scalp. Landed in the fountain then, unfortunate. ]

Right, oi. I hadn't even gotten into my fa-la-la's yet, there's no reason to send me swimming. [ Fishing in his pocket for a slim, silver device. He pulls a face, features twisting as he shakes the water out of it. ] All right dear, yes, I'm terribly sorry, but if we could hurry this along. [ It takes a minute, buzzing faintly before he wipes it on his jacket, the light finally catching. It makes the screen wobble, the way he shakes his other arm around, scanning the sky. ] Ooh, now that's interesting. I like interesting. Unless it's a smell in the fridge. Who knew stuff could go off?

A-ha! Oh, now that is good, that's wonderful, that's just - [ Scrambling out of the fountain, the device tilted down to the ground first before his face swims into view. ] Calling all Ponds, calling all Ponds, come in Ponds. This is your Doctor speaking. Get here in five minutes or I'm going exploring. [ Grinning. ] Without you, Amelia.

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Good. [ If she's slightly more intense about this than usual, well, her abandonment issues have been acting up lately, with reason. First Rose coming to the City, now Rory's disappearance... ]

We're going. C'mon. [ Linking their arms. ] Didn't really befriend it, I must admit. It broke out of the zoo just before I got here and injured some folks. But real pretty, the unicorn. Never seen one before. How come we never went to see unicorns? Or dinosaurs. I rode a dinosaur the other day. Well, rode.

I hitched a ride with a dinosaur.

[ Letting himself be led. Rather like a puppy actually, because he's trotting. ] Well, I suppose it doesn't like being cooped up, I mean a zoo. Would you like being gawped at? No.

Wait -.

A dinosaur? You hitched a ride with a dinosaur. That is so not fair.

If you ask very nicely maybe she'll give you a ride, too.

[ Self-satisfied smirk goes here. ]

I will ask nicely. I'm always nice, people and dinosaurs love me.

Uh-huh.

[ That might be an attempt at sarcasm, but it is tempered by the fact that she's so happy you're here, she's practically glowing. ]

Right, come along Pond.

[ He doesn't actually know where they're going, he just likes pretending. ] You and I, fish fingers and custard, a good old natter.

No, you come along. [ Picking up the pace. ]

What's the last thing that's happened before you got here? [ She's so sick of being careful about spoilers. ]

Christmas Day, you shot me in the face with a water pistol. Terribly rude, by the way, carol singers have feelings too, or they wouldn't be able to reach quite that tone.

Ah, but I gave them ample warning. 's not my fault you didn't run off.

What have I told you about shooting people? Honestly, you come home for Christmas and get a face full of water.

[ Pause. ] Hang on, what about you? When are you from?

Least it wasn't a real gun, yeah?

Same time as you. Finally. [ She's been so sick of being from the future. It's no fun. ]

[ Okay. Just stopping for a random hug. Face smooshed into her shoulder. ] Amelia Pond, I have missed you.

Not as much as I missed you. [ There might be some actual clinging happening, but she would never admit to it. ]

I'm so glad you're finally here.

You know I never actually mean to keep you waiting. Time just gets in the way.

's okay. [ Amy's feeling generous, because he's here and her best friend and she loves him. ] So long as you always get there in the end.

Now.

Custard, Pond, custard. We've got a lot to catch up on.

[ Amy giggles for lack of a better word. ] I don't know how you can eat the stuff.

[ She'll make him all the custard. And fish sticks. She keeps some in the freezer, always. ]

With my teeth. [ Baring them at her with a grin. ]

Yeah, but the taste-- !

[ They reach the apartment and Amy opens the door for them. It still comes as a shock that it's empty, that Rory isn't there anymore, though it's muted now, a little, by the fact that Eleven is here. ]

So, uh-- [ she should tell him, she should... just blurt it out, apparently: ] Rory used to be here. He's -- he's gone now, has been for a bit. But he was here before. Don't know if he'll come back, no idea how this whole coming here works.

[ Oh. He notices the shift in her expression the minute they enter the flat, could say a great many number of things, but instead he just slings an arm over her shoulder and gives a squeeze. ]

Oh Pond, Rory won't stay away for long. You're like, extra elasticy bands, you two, always snapping back together.

[ Amy leans into him. ] Yeah?

Yeah, 'course. So, fish fingers and custard, then. C'mon, mister, lemme show you the kitchen.

[ Trailing after. ] No apples.

'course not.

[ turning to look at him. ] 'm really glad you're here.

Oh Pond, there's no where else I'd be

[ Fiercely: ] Good.

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