* a bit fairytale .

#FAERIETALED.             independent amelia ‘amy’ pond-williams of doctor who. mixed canon and headcanon based, with multiple au verses available upon request. written by mandy. this blog is 21+.  

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“i don’t know how it works. thanos had this… gauntlet. he seemed to be able to use it with just a thought. a snap of his fingers. it’s—-” tony makes a face. “magic isn’t my area.”  but he’s not going to let that stop him. tony thinks amy’s right, that they’re going to want all of them. but that’s a big undertaking—- and they need to be sure.  “maybe we could find someone who knows. there’s gotta be someone else in all of time and space who knows about the stones, right?”  tony gets the feeling that amy’s not so certain about patching him up. which is fair, probably —– rory was the professional. and a stab wound is a bit beyond most people’s first aid capabilities. “have you got some kind of scanner in here? the one on quill’s ship was in some kind of language i could barely understand.” tony’s fairly sure the blade missed any vital organs, or he’d be dead by now, but it would be helpful to be able to see what he did hit. or whether he just needs antibiotics and bandages and hope for the best.

"what if we go back far enough in time to just," she pauses and glances towards the doorway before looking back towards tony, "kill this guy before he has the stones? how many problems would that solve?" amy doesn't even wait for him to answer before she groans. "of course, with the butterfly effect, that could cause more problems then solve them."

"my daughter --" it's still unsettles her sometimes how melody is river, how their ages don't align. when she allows herself to think about it, amy's bitter with the years she's lost at a motherhood. "she's an archeologist. or was, the time travel throws it past and present off. if she's still ---" amy swallows past the heartache of losing losing melody again. "she'd probably know the most, but we can ask the doctor."

she freezes, and stares blankly at the wound when he mentions a scanner, desperately trying to remember where rory would have put something like that. once they started traveling regularly with the doctor, he'd rearranged the med bay to his preference. amy steps away, and it's only the second cabinet she checks that she finds it in. she'd only distracted him a little bit during his organization spree.

"what's a quill?" she asks while pointing the device towards the open wound. rory showed her how to use it, but only once. she really needs to take the time to have rory show her how to use this stuff, but learning how to use this just -- it feels like she'll always be waiting for him to vanish.

they always leave, but rory always comes back.

he’s starting to like her in spite of himself. that’s annoying. but tony does  roll his eyes as she continues to insist that she works for SHIELD, psychic paper and british uniform be damned. she really could give cap a run for his money with that kind of stubbornness. “i’d like to point out that i’m not particularly fond of SHIELD right now, since they tried to nuke my city, so it’s really not as strong an argument as you think.” if he thought she was SHIELD, she’d already be kicked out onto the street, is what he’s saying.  she brings up a good point though.  “yeah, yeah, i know. UNIT usually clean everything up far more effectively. you’re right, what’s the difference between the chitauri over new york and the daleks that were over london a couple years ago?”  ( the difference is that daleks are fifty, a hundred, a THOUSAND times worse than a bunch of chitauri. how they were defeated he has no idea but—– they still haunt every nightmare he has. )  “if i had to hypothesise—— the tesseract. SHIELD’s possession of the tesseract is what caused this incursion, and because SHIELD personnel were so closely involved, UNIT had no way of sweeping in and taking over. and then fury got us superheroes involved, and well. we’re hard to disguise.” he shrugs, spreads his hands wide.“but that’s just my hypothesis. what’s yours?”

amy blinks up at him from her position at the table. "i don't know if you know this: but you don't have to like a company to work for them." she settles back in the chair and crosses her legs, and maybe it's a move that's more kiss-o-gram than secret agent, but wasn't he more of a playboy in this time? maybe the move will work to her advantage. "the pay is certainly enough to pay the bills."

UNIT - they weren't there when the doctor first crashed into her life, and then again 12 years after that, or the 2 after that. she hadn't known about UNIT for a while and she still finds it strange that they hadn't shown up after the mess with Prisoner Zero.

"the difference, mr. stark, is that UNIT has had more experience with extraterrestrial invaders. the difference is that the Daleks are so much more terrifying then the Chitauri."

she remembers her first encounter with them, during the blitz, the professor who was made into a Dalek. she remembers the fear, the worry that she won't make it back to rory, to their wedding.

but she tucks that fear away, instead continues to nonchalant stubbornness as stark goes on with his own theory. "i work with alien tech, i don't make up hypothesis for invasions." she can't share too much, doesn't want to give away anything that would effect his future.