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[waitedforyears]

[ The video clicks on to reveal two familiar faces: the City is, once again +1 Scottish redhead and +1 floppy-haired bow-tied Doctor. Even if said Doctor is currently hiding the floppy hair under a sombrero.

They're both grinning wildly. ]

Do you want to do the honours? I think you should.

[ The Doctor looks pleased, taking a deep breath and then he is doing a truly remarkable impression of a drum roll. While Amy is not giggling. Really. ]

Guess what, City? We're back. Did you miss us?

[ A beat. ] You better have. Roll call, who's here? Barnes, you better not have left while I was gone or I will confiscate all your alcohol.

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[yourbestguysgun]

Steve'd back me up, he likes me. [ Pulling back to grin at her again. ]

Well yeah, Clint's not half as fun to drink with. He likes the shadows too much. [ But that expression is not just the one of a fly-by friend. He is genuinely pleased. ]

[waitedforyears]

Yeah? 's good, that. So you and Steve, you're still. [ WAGGLING HER EYEBROWS. ]

You jerk. [ But she's laughing, so pleased. ]

[yourbestguysgun]

[ Faint colouring to his cheeks. ]

Yeah, we're still. [ Because they're for life, Amy Pond. But he's smiling softly, that overly dumb romanticism in his expression. ] Shame y'left, otherwise you'd know all about it.

[waitedforyears]

So there's something to tell, then. Don't think just 'cause I left means you get out of telling me, Barnes, don't think that for a minute.

[ She's so glad for him. ]

[yourbestguysgun]

Nu uh, no way. [ Because he is a punk, he's going to hold out. Amy's going to have to work for it. ]

You might wanna talk to this kid called the Archive for his cat, I gave it to her to look after. And the blonde gal - Rose? She's been looking after this place.

[waitedforyears]

I'll get you drunk and you'll spill, just you wait. [ You can't hold out on her for long, Barnes, and you know it. ]

Gotcha. Thanks. [ A beat. ] How long were we gone?

[yourbestguysgun]

[ Miming zipping his lips. ]

'Bout a month. I sorted it out, hope y'don't mind. Now, y'gonna invite me in or what?

[waitedforyears]

No, 'm gonna keep hugging you out on the street. [ Fine, fine, untangling herself enough to step back and let him in. ]

[yourbestguysgun]

Well, I wouldn't know with you.

[ But he does follow her in, glancing about the place. ] Hats still here?

[waitedforyears]

Hats still there. First thing he did, drag me here to make sure they were. [ Pulling him into another hug as soon as the door closes. ]

[yourbestguysgun]

Well, you never know, plenty of people like hats.

[ Hugging her back. ] It's good t'have you back, Ames.

[waitedforyears]

He has a thing about hats. Wore a fez for ages for a while until River shot it.

[ Hugs. She likes hugs. ] Yeah. Good to be back, too.

[yourbestguysgun]

I don't know who River is, but they sound like my kind of people.

[ Spinning her round again. ] You ain't allowed to leave again, got me?

[waitedforyears]

You'd like her. [ There's pride in her voice now. ] She's my daughter. Older than me, 's a bit complicated, but she's my girl.

[ Spinning. She likes that, too. It's good to see him so happy. ] Gotcha. Promise I won't, if I can help it.

[yourbestguysgun]

You got a kid? Amy Pond, you've been keeping secrets while I spill all mine. [ Grinning at her. ]

We need to talk. Properly.

[waitedforyears]

Yeah. Long story. Sorta... Complicated. Really complicated. Didn't even know she was mine until a little while ago. [ Waving a hand dismissively. ]

Tomorrow? You, me, pizza?

[yourbestguysgun]

Vodka?

[ Grinning. ] Ain't nobody gonna share if we ain't good an' drunk.

[waitedforyears]

You're buying.

[yourbestguysgun]

Well, one of us still has a job, so I might as well.

[waitedforyears]

I'm gonna ask for my old one back. City always needs bartenders, right?

[yourbestguysgun]

Well yeah, I don't care as long as y'ain't taking mine. [ Laughing. ]

I'm sure they'll take y'back.

[waitedforyears]

They better. Or I'll come with with you.

[yourbestguysgun]

[ Grin. ]

Rosella hires anyone anyhow.

[waitedforyears]

Think we could manage, working together?

[yourbestguysgun]

Nah.

[ Laughing. ] 'Course we could.