A/n - There will be word changes coming up near the end. I personally don't like to curse, and as such means I change words if there's cursing in a script. Sorry.
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A few months have passed since the Doctor went on his search party. Rory, Amy, and (y/n) were piled into their car, Rory driving around a corn field with Amy directing him with some sort of paper of directions. (y/n) was in the back, gripping onto the seat as they were all flung around. Amy seemed confused as she called out directions here and there.
"Okay, left. Sharp turn! Okay, right. No, no, no, I mean left. No, sorry, right, right. I definitely meant right. Now loop the loop."
Rory complied silently, turning when told to. He seemed a little frustrated when Amy would be confused at which way to turn.
He had to slam on the brakes as Amy yelled out to him.
"Stop! Stop!"
As the three got out of the car, there, in the middle of the crop circle they had made, was the TARDIS. The Doctor came out, holding a copy of the Leadworth Chronicle with the headline 'Leadworth's Crop Circle.' The crop circle read DOCTOR.
"Seriously?"
(y/n) ran up to the Doctor, hugging his legs.
"Daddy!"
The Doctor picked her up and hugged her back. Rory walked up with Amy, looking a little frustrated.
"Well, you never answer your phone."
Amy put her hands on her hips.
"Okay, you've had all summer, much to (y/n)'s disappointment."
She muttered that last part before continuing.
"Have you found her? Have you found Melody?"
The Doctor looked to Rory.
"Permission?"
Rory sighed, nodding.
"Granted."
The Doctor handed Rory (y/n) and the newspaper before going over to Amy and hugging her.
"You know who she grows up to be, so you know I will find her."
Amy backed away, looking the Doctor in the eyes.
"But you haven't yet."
Rory looked a little confused as he was looking through the newspaper, best he could while still holding onto (y/n).
"Hang on. What's this bit?"
The Doctor and Amy walk over, looking at the newspaper and seeing a line going straight through the word that was created. Amy shook her head.
"That wasn't us."
They could hear the sound of another car driving through the corn. They looked over the edge of the newspaper to see said car coming right at them.
"Ahhh!"
The all dove out of the way, barely missing getting hit. As the car skid to a stop right beside the TARDIS, a tan girl with curly black-ish hair climbed out, walking over to the Doctor.
"You said he was funny. You never said he was hot. Or that he had a kid."
Both Amy and Rory seemed surprised to see the girl there.
"Mels!"
"What are you doing here?"
Mels seemed to smirk.
"Following you. What do you think?"
Rory quirked an eyebrow.
"Er, where did you get the car?"
Police sirens could be heard in the distance. (y/n) went over to the Doctor, hiding behind him slightly. Mels shrugged, answering Rory's question.
"It's mine. Ish."
Amy seemed to groan.
"Oh, Mels, not again."
Rory shook his head.
"You can't keep doing this. You're going to end up in prison."
The Doctor waved, jumping in.
"Sorry. Hello. Doctor not following this. Doctor very lost. You never said I was hot? Or at the very least mentioned (y/n)?"
Mels ignored him, looking at the TARDIS.
"Is that the phone box? The bigger on the inside phone box? Oh, time travel. That's just brilliant. Yeah, I've heard a lot about you. I'm their best mate."
(y/n) seemed to stare at Mels, not really sure how she felt about them standing so close to each other. The Doctor seemed to be eyeing Mels too.
"Then why don't I know you? I danced with everyone at the wedding. The women were all brilliant. The men were a bit shy."
Mels shook her head.
"I don't do weddings."
The police sirens sounded like they were getting closer. Mels sighed.
"And that's me out of time."
She pulled out a gun and pointed it at the Doctor. (y/n) whimpered, hiding behind him again, as Amy called out.
"Mels!"
Rory groaned.
"For goodness sake!"
Amy looked confused.
"What are you doing?"
Mels smirked.
"I need out of here, now. Unless you'd rather leave the kid fatherless."
The sound of a helicopter could be heard coming towards them. The Doctor seemed a little nervous staring down the barrel of Mel's gun.
"Anywhere in particular?"
Mels smiled.
"Well, let's see. You've got a time machine, I've got a gun. What the heck. Let's kill Hitler."
With that the five piled into the TARDIS and took off, unprepared for the adventure that lay before them.
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a/n - And there we go! Hopefully this was to your liking, Ava!
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