A/N:
Trying to get back into writing again...
This takes place soon after Rory is swallowed by the crack in Cold Blood. Thank you to bowtiesandbiscuits at Tumblr for the beta!
It happens around the same time every night.
She cries out, shaking and sweaty. In a panic, she calls for her Raggedy Doctor, but he is already in the doorway. He already knows that he is needed.
He strides across the room, kicking off his boots and shrugging out of his jacket, leaving them on the floor on the way to the bed. He slides in next to her on the bottom bunk, his ancient green eyes seeking out her tearstained face. He draws her close and she snuggles into his embrace, calming as the tha-thump-tha-thump of his twin hearts lull her back to sleep.
Normally he would scoff at spending so many hours of his life lying in a bed, but he would do anything for Amelia. He needs to save her from the nightmares. He needs to make his best friend happy again.
He cannot explain the nightmares to her; without her memories, she would never fully understand. Instead, his two hearts join hers in a trio of suffering as he spends the long evening hours trying to find a way to bring her Rory back again.