Happy Birthday, Dick!!

Amy had enough men in her life between raggedy Doctors, nurses, Centurions, boys who waited and boys who made her wait.  She was sure of that, the way that she was sure that she didn’t like the easy way the man in the blue coat was grinning at her. It was the same easy manner he’d shown when walked up and proclaimed himself Captain Jack Harkness and proceeded to act as though he knew everything about her whilst not-so-subtly suggesting he’d like to know her more intimately.

“What are you a captain of anyway?”  Amy asked as a manner of diversion when he ever-so casually stretched his arm across her shoulders.

“Of you, for the evening, if you’ll let me.”

Amy’s eyes rolled reflexively at that and she shoved his arm off with an exaggerated expression of exasperation.  ”I have more than enough offers for that as it is, thanks.”

He didn’t miss a beat before retorting, “Ah, but one day you’ll get tired of chasing after men in blue boxes.”

“Did you?”

They both knew the answer to that, and sometime between their shared look of understanding his arm had crept back onto her shoulders.  She didn’t bother to move it this time.

Thank you! And if this doesn’t happen next series, I will be sorely disappointed. IT’S NOW IN MY HEAD AS PERSONAL CANON.