[A/N] Just a very quick one-shot I whipped up after watching the heartbreaking episode The Angels Take Manhattan - the Weeping Angels used to be my favourite alien in Doctor Who, now I wish they'd all just die!
I hope you enjoy. Feel free to leave a review or just a comment saying how you liked/disliked the episode. I'm also open to rants about how horrible Moffat is. (*shakes fist*)
So I guess all that's left to say is: Goodbye, Ponds.
Amy blinked and her surroundings were completely different: she was in the 20th century, in the park that she, the Doctor and Rory had been in that morning, and it was night time. She hurriedly wiped the tears from her eyes as she ignored the facts that the Doctor's expression – full of hurt, despair and begging her not to go – was burned behind her eyelids, and that she could still feel River's hand in hers. Instead she frantically searched for Rory, calling out his name.
He hadn't gotten far. He was only a few metres away, sitting with his knees folded to his chest and his head in his hands. "Rory!" Amy cried, rushing over to him and pulling him in for a tight hug.
"Amy?" Rory said, sounding completely stunned. His face was wet from tears.
Amy cradled his face in her hands, wiping the tears away with her thumbs. "Yeah, it's me."
"But…" Rory struggled for words. "You can't ever see him again…"
"I chose you, Rory," Amy said firmly. "I will always choose you."
Rory stared at her, and after a few moments crushed her in a hug. "I love you, Amy," he said.
"I love you too, Rory."
And then their lives continued. Life had changed – quite dramatically, too, in some aspects. Technology was primitive. America was a very different place to England. But Amy and Rory lived out their lives, making a home, getting jobs. The friends they made used to laugh at the stories of the adventures they told, and Amy and Rory laughed with them. But they never did quite come to terms wit the fact that there would be no more magic and wonder and mystery and excitement. Till the days they died, they listened, hoped, yearned for the familiar sound of the TARDIS, and for Amy's Raggedy Doctor to come take them home.