I cry without reason.

In the middle of the night, I wake up to find tears escaping my eyes. There's a doctor on board, although not a real, qualified medical doctor. But he's the Doctor. The raggedy Doctor, my raggedy Doctor. The one I've spent fourteen years waiting for. If there's a Doctor, then I can't always go to him right? A free diagnostic, to ask him what's wrong.

But I don't. I have the feeling that he won't explain to me. Maybe he doesn't know. Maybe he does and doesn't want to tell me.

He looked at me with those sad eyes in the Under-henge as he scanned the Pandorica. He looked at me with a hopeless expression when I showed him the velvet ring box. He was telling me things, but they were going out the other ear just as quickly as they entered my mind. He was… I remember something about remembering, the things that get left behind. And that if remember, that thing may very well be out there.

What's he getting at? Surely not a broken heart of his from a time ago? Who was his friend? I wanted to ask, but I respected his privacy. That, and I was deathly afraid of the ring. It made me sorrowful. Instead, I tried to cheer him up and ask him about his friend. It only made him sigh deeply until he asked me if it every bothered me why my life made no sense at all. He stared into my eyes, willing me to respond. I stared back, afraid of what he meant. So what if my house had too many empty rooms? So what if it was too big? It was just a house.

Bang.

That's all I felt.

Rory Williams, my boyfriend, my fiancé, my soon-to-be husband as we waited for our wedding day. In sickness and in health, 'til death do us apart. Rory Williams, the love of my life, how could I ever forget him?

Bang.

Red lights were flashing, the Doctor's voice was yelling inside my head. All signs pointing to running as he doubled over. But I was too caught up in the moment. Too happy. Those tears, those tears were sad and now jovial. The thought, and just the thought that I remembered –somewhere in the back of my mind- brought happiness to my heart.

The last thing I remembered thinking about as shadows danced to me was the Doctor's voice.

Why aren't there any ducks?