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It had been 31 years since Amelia Pond had stepped towards the angel in the grave yard, 31 years since she had last seen the doctor and 31 years since she had last seen her daughter, Melody. It still hurt, even all these years later she longed to see her best friend again, and she worried about him. A day didn't go by when she didn't think of the doctor. What was he doing now? Was he coping without them, on his own? Was River with him? Not seeing her daughter pained her even worse than not seeing her raggedy doctor. River hadn't visited very often even when she had been able to, it wasn't her fault, she was either in prison or out saving planets and defeating armies. She had, however, made it her priority to drop in to see her parents once or twice a year or whenever they needed her. However Amy never regretted her decision, not for one moment. Although it sounded cliché she would rather die than live without Rory, he was her life, her everything and if she was in the same position again she would choose exactly the same option.
This life wasn't all bad; she had her husband, good friends and beautiful house. Though she missed her adventures in the Tardis she liked being settled. It had taken her a long time to settle into 1930's America. It was bewildering at first to be in this society that was the polar opposite of her life in the 21st century. But after 31 years she was used to it, though it still hurt her head to think that, technically, she hadn't yet been born.
Every time she felt down she brought the same image into her head. A little girl in a night dress and bobble hat sat out on a suitcase in the garden, waiting. She thought of her last words to the doctor:
'Tell her that if she is patient the days are coming that she will never forget. Tell her she'll go to see and fight pirates, she'll fall in love with a man who will wait 2000 years to keep her safe, tell her she'll give hope to the greatest painter who ever lived and save a whale in outer space. Tell her this is the story of Amelia Pond and this how it ends.'
That brought comfort, she would still have to wait 12 years for her raggedy doctor to return but at least she would know, she would know he was coming for her and she'd have the best time of her life travelling with him.
"Amy? Are you alright?" Asked Rory, a look of worry appearing on his face as his wife stared out of the window of their dining room off into the distance.
"Yes, I'm fine, just thinking." She replied, smiling at the love that always seemed to radiate from her husband.
"Amy, I've had an idea..." He began.