Amy...Amy...Amy
Every night, every single night a voice called my name. I recognised it like the face of a teacher from school now old and grey. I didn't tell the Doctor about it. It seemed like something just for me to hear. It was like the man in my dreams. He was always there. He would stand there so familiar and right, my heart aching for him but I didn't know him. He didn't have a face. He was just there.
And there was that name that the Doctor kept saying. Rory? Yeah that was it. Rory. Even thinking it seemed wrong as if something should be with it always like saying chocolate without wanting some.
It was wrong...and I didn't know why.
The Doctor was sad. I recognised that sort of sadness in him. It was the sadness that hung in wreaths around him when he spoke of lost friends and his destroyed planet. He was hiding the reason from me. I would see him looking at me worriedly when we were with Vincent. When we were in between landings he would disappear into the depths of the TARDIS. He wouldn't go near me as if he was scared, if he actually can be scared...The man in my dreams, the voice, this name Rory they all go together. It was like trying to do a thousand piece jigsaw without knowing what it's supposed to make.
I knew I had to ask the Doctor because something was wrong with me. I could sit in my room feeling so sad and lonely and empty. 'If something is wrong with me' I thought 'He should be told.' I just wanted to know. So I asked him and he blundered right past me. He ignored me. So I walked up behind him and shouted "DOCTOR! Who is Rory?" but as soon as I said it I collapsed in tears. It seemed so bad of me to have to ask who he was. It hurt saying his name. I t was like when I said his name a part of my heart cried out in anguish. Then I remembered the Doctor standing over me. I lifted my arms and he helped me up and hugged me, pressing his cheek to my hair. "I am so sorry Amy. It's my fault and I'm sorry" He was murmuring into my hair over and over again. He pulled away and said to my face "I was sending you stuff in the night. I wanted you to remember...to remember him."
"What do you mean 'sending' me stuff? Were you leaving me telepathic messages? Doctor I am not an answer phone!" I queried inquisitive even when heartbroken. Even if I didn't have a reason to be.
"Amy. Please remember him please just remember him. Amy...Amy?" he murmured he seemed so sad. I was crying. Why was I crying? My brain screamed. My heart was in pieces, I was crying my eyes out all because of the man, Rory. Unable to comprehend what was happening, I closed my eyes and let sleep take me but before I did saw the Doctor and for the first I saw him cry.
Then I was dead to the world. I drifted through dreams of my adventures and in everyone after the angels he was there. Then I saw the Silurian shoot and I knew him. My Rory dying on the floor. His last word "Sorry." And I saw myself as I forgot him. I shouted his name into my ear and I saw the Doctor leave, taking the ring and Rory's coat and I saw the tear. The Doctor walked away and one solitary tear fell for the man I loved. The picture froze as he left the room and I was surrounded by the familiar comforting normalness that was only missing two things. My fiancée and my ring. And then I woke up.
I woke up in the infirmary and I cried. The Doctor came in, with a breakfast tray and asked "You remember?" I replied through my tear choked throat "I wish I'd never forgotten." He walked up and laid the tray on the bedside table and handed me my ring. I slid it on my finger and realised that I had felt empty without it. "He can come back can't he? You could get him back Doctor. Cause I, I can't live without him." I asked so hopefully, urgently. And he said he didn't know. But he could do it. I just knew. My Doctor could cure any ill, any problem. He could open the doors of the Tardis with a click of his fingers and save the entire universe without needing thanks. My raggedy Doctor saved the universe. Now he's going to save me and Rory both.