Amy Pond wears clothes again

The doctor adjusted the settings on his sonic screwdriver, making sure he got this delicate and dangerous procedure correct.

He knew he had succeeded when he was suddenly being pummeled and kicked as swear words were volleyed at him in an angry Scottish accent.

"Doctor! How could you do that?! What the fuck is wrong with you?! You fucking creep! How many other women have you done this to?! Keeping them naked for days, lying to them?! Take me back to my fucking room, right now!"

Her anger made the Doctor laugh, which only made Amy more angry, but also more embarrassed. She was so exhausted that she soon stopped her attacks and returned to cowering behind her arms, tears sparkling on her bare cheeks.

"Doctor, please..."

The Doctor had had his fun, but knew it was finally time to take sympathy on her. Her skin was paper white, her lips blue and her whole body was shaking uncontrollably. She was freezing cold, dirty and, if the noises her stomach was making were anything to go by, very hungry.

"Come along, Pond."

He started back through the winding maze that was the TARDIS the naked girl hurrying behind him.

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"Here we are!" the Doctor declared, in indicating Amy's bedroom. "That wasn't too hard to find, was-"

But Amy had pushed past him and slammed the door in his face. Bursting into loud sobs, she dived onto her bed and burrowed under the covers, wrapping herself up in the thick duvet.

Heat slowly began to return to her body, but Amy still felt too exposed. Escaping from the bedding, she scrambled over to the wardrobe.

Snatching up the first bra she saw, Amy secured it around her chest with shaking hands, letting out a cry of delight as the familiar feel of soft cotton cups supporting her breasts returned to her. After yanking a pair of panties up her long legs, Amy hastily pulled on two t-shirt, her thickest jumper and the two warmest pajama bottoms she had. Finally, she squeezed her feet into half-a-dozen pair of socks. Staggering back over to the bed in her unusual outfit, Amy enveloped herself once again in the and threw herself onto the pillows.

Her exhaustion soon overwhelmed her, and it wasn't long before Amy was fast asleep...

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Amy woke up to a rivulet of sweat running down her forehead and splashing onto the pillow. Her ginger hair was damp and sticking to her face.

She wasn't cold anymore. She was hot. Too hot. The Scot slithered off the bed and peeled off her many layers of clothing, until she could study her naked form once more, this time glistening with sweat.

Wrapping herself in a towel and grabbing a spare change of clothes, Amy ran to the bathroom...or as quick as one can run with bare, sweaty feet. Once safely inside, Amy started the spray and sank into a ball under the spray, the memories of the last few days coming back to her.

How could she ever be in the same room as the Doctor again, let alone speak to him? Maybe the TARDIS was full of an infinite number of women, all hiding from him forever, too ashamed and embarrassed to show their faces.

Amy didn't know how long she stayed there, but when all of her had wrinkled like a prune, she crawled out and wrapped herself in a towel. It was even longer before she found the energy to dress herself (this time in an sensible amount of clothes).

Upon exiting the bathroom, she came face to face with the Doctor. Her face turned as red as her damp hair and she avoided looking at him.

"So, my bad, but...I may have forgotten about Rory. OK, so maybe not may have. Definitely did. Daleks completely distracted me. But we're off to rescue him now! If he's still there..."

Despite her residual embarrassment, Amy found herself following him to the console room.

As the Doctor jabbered away and flitted around the console, he made no mention of the fact that he'd kept her naked for the last few days. Was he trying to make her feel better by pretending it didn't happen? Or was a beautiful naked woman running around so disinteresting to him that he had already forgotten? Amy hoped so, and that he wouldn't be trying to get her naked again any time soon.

For if she had to choose between being naked in front of the Doctor again or being captured by daleks, Amy decided she would take the daleks.