'Don't stare. You'll get us kicked out.'

The Doctor punctuated his sentence with a light flick to the end of Amy's nose. This awoke her from her own little world and she was back to reality. She looked at him, a mixture of awe and scared excitement plastered across her lightly freckled face.

'But...look at them.'

The 'them' that Amy referred to was the Pluntonians, the native people of the planet Braxybonya in the Calias system. A peaceful and well mannered race by nature, Amy seemed to be having a hard time getting her head around their appearance. This was mainly because they kind of resembled...

'COWS!' Amy exclaimed loudly. 'Walking on two legs! I feel like I'm in some kind of weird futuristic Kenneth Grahame novel.'

'Good analogy but wrong' the Doctor explained. 'These are not talking animals. This is not Animal Farm. These are Pluntonians, their resemblance to the Cows of Earth is entirely coincidence. In fact the Pluntonians actually pre-date the Earth Cow my hundreds of millions of year---'

'Oh look at that little one! It's wearing a little waist coat!'

The Doctor let out a large sigh.

'Do you ever listen to a word I say?'

'Not when you ramble' Amy responded with her trade mark cheekyness, slapping the Doctor lightly on the arm.

'Rambling? This is not rambling. I'm sharing knowledge here Miss Pond. Expanding your mind and all you care about is little waist coats' The Doctor responded in mock anger.

'But they're so cute!' Amy said, once again turning her focus back to the small Pluntonian scurrying after it's much larger parents.

'I pray we never come across any Cat people. You'd no doubt be begging me to let you keep one with us on the TARDIS.'

'Ooooh is my little Time Lord getting jealous?' Amy purred as she moved in close to the Doctor and began to play with his bow tie. 'You're the cutest alien I know. The only one for me.'

Their eyes met for a second and they entered one of those awkward moments where their playful banter suddenly became very, very real. These moments had been occurring more and more ever since that night in Amy's bedroom. They stood there for a moment in the middle of a busy Braxybonya street, their eyes staring deeply into one another as they struggled to think of what to say to break out of this moment. Amy's hands had subconsciously moved from the Doctor's bow tie to his chest.

'Doctor...what happened in my room that time' she said, gulping hard. 'When I tried to...'

'FORTUNE READING! GET YOUR FORTUNE READ!'

The moment was shattered, the Doctor and Amy quickly broke apart and turned away from each other slightly. They had never really spoken about the night Amy had attempted to seduce her Time Lord companion after their narrow escape from the clutches of the Weeping Angels and a crack in time its very self. It had seemed like now, in the middle of a bustling Pluntonian market of all places, they were finally going to confront it. This had been ruined by a fortune reading Pluntonian to the side of them, eager to make some money from these strangers standing before it.

'Ah! Fortune reading' the Doctor began, once again hiding from a tricky situation by burying it with knowledge. 'The Pluntonian race actually have abnormally high levels of psychic skills in their minds naturally, making light fortune telling actually possible for them. Though it is often very limited and even if what they say is true time is constantly being rewritten.'

'So...' Amy began, accepting that the moment had now passed. 'This Pluntonian could actually tell me my future?''

'Precisely' The Doctor grinned madly.

Amy walked towards the Pluntonian cautiously, the Doctor close behind with his hands behind his back. For a man who knew everything there was to know about the universe actually exploring it was rather mundane. The real fun was watching someone else with no knowledge of what would happen next experience things for the first time.

'My name is Thanora' the Pluntonian said, smiling from beneath its veil. 'Please give me your right hand.'

It was at this moment Amy realized why Cows on Earth don't smile. It was possibly the scariest thing she had ever seen. Far scarier than a Dalek or a Smiler or anything else she had come across in her adventures thus far.

Amy extended her hand, which Thanora took.

'Oh...you poor thing. Such fire in your soul. So miss-trusting. The very person you are is defined by the number five. There was a path you were on, one you would have followed for the rest of your life. Altered by someone crashing into your life, unable to keep a simple promise.'

The grin instantly fell from the Doctor's face as Amy shot him a look, he suddenly became very interested in the meat stand situated next to him.

'You've seen so much in such a short time. You love this adventure but it is so overwhelming.'

The world disappeared from around Amy, she was now focusing solely on every last word that came out of the fortune readers mouth. The kind of attention the Doctor dreamed she'd give him.

'You hold such affection in your heart for a man you feel unworthy of touching. You hide behind flirtation because you are afraid of what would happen if you actually gave yourself fully to someone. Don't be deceived though. He needs you as much as you need him. For someone so old he is so new. In a brand new life where you are the centre of it.'

'Wha...what happens next?' Amy asked, her heart racing.

Thanora closed her eyes and breathed deeply. There was silence for a moment.

'Go home.'

'Excuse me?' Amy asked, puzzled.

Thanora's grip tightened suddenly, hurting Amy's hand.

'GO HOME!' Thanora screamed, instantly grabbing the attention of the entire market, including a certain Time Lord who was at Amy's side in an instant. Wrenching it free of the Pluntonians grasp and standing between in the two in a protective manner.

Thanora's eyes shot open, her eyeballs black and her pupils blood red.

'GO HOME! YOU WILL NOT LAST ANOTHER DAY IN THE COMPANY OF A HUNTED MAN! HUNGER, SUCH HUNGER. IT HAS HIS SCENT NOW AND IT CAN'T REST UNTIL IT HAS ITS FEAST! THE LAST OF THEIR KINDS WILL MEET AND THE TIME LORD WILL FALL!'

The Doctor grabbed Amy's hand and began to walk away through the crowd as what looked like Pluntonian law enforces began to making their way towards them.

'We're leaving.'