First time writing a fanfic, so please be nice! ^^ I just watched 'The Doctor's Wife' again and then I thought about the question Rory asked the Doctor. So here's my take on what happened after Rory and Amy went searching for their room. Constructive criticism is appreciated.
Amy and Rory wandered down the halls of the TARDIS after the Doctor told them to look for their rooms. "Do you think the Doctor has a room Amy?" Rory asked. "Its his spaceship. Of course he has a room," Amy snorted. The Roman nodded. As they walked down the halls, they came across a the bluest blue door. Err..Is this our room?" Rory asked not entirely sure. "One way to find out," Amy muttered with her hand on the knob. She waited a few seconds before she opened the door.
The room had TARDIS blue walls with pictures of stars on the ceiling. In the middle of the room was a poster bed with bed sheets (that looked like it could lay five people) the same colour as the walls. A bedside table was on the right of the bed with a lamp sitting on top of it while a wardrobe was against the wall on the left. "Not our room then," Rory said as he took a step into the room. He knew their room had a bunkbed since the Doctor didn't say he was going to change them. "Is this..." Amy started but was interrupted.
"Does this answer your question, Mr Pond?" A voice came from behind them. They immediately turned around and saw the Doctor smiling sadly as he leant on the doorframe. "Doctor!" Rory said rather loudly, worried that the Doctor was going to get angry at them. "Don't worry Rory, I'm not mad. I can see it from your face that you're very nervous," the Doctor chuckled. "Right.." Rory muttered. "Is this your room, Doctor?" Amy resumed her question. "Yeah. Its mine," Doctor said entering the room. "Sorry for entering without your permission, Doctor," Rory apologized guiltily.
"Its alright, Rory. I know it was just calling out to be opened. Its not supposed to be here, you know? I guess the TARDIS moved it here," the Doctor explained and sat on the bed. "Do you ever sleep, Doctor?" Amy asked. She never once saw the Doctor sleep even though its evident that the Doctor had his own room. "Sometimes, yeah. Of course I do," the Doctor replied. "Sometimes?" Amy pressed. "Sometimes I can't sleep, Pond. But thankfully, I never fall asleep at the console," the Doctor grinned.
"Nightmares?" Rory asked. The Doctor scratched his head making his hair stand up in various places. His silence was answer enough. Amy stalked over to the other side of the bed and sat. "Well, I guess we have a job to do, don't we husband?" Amy called. "Yeah, yeah we do," Rory said and sat next to the Doctor. "Amy? Rory?" the Doctor asked confusedly. Amy laid down on the bed and pulled on he Doctor's arm making him fall on the bed. "Amy! You're married, you should be spending time with Mr Pond!" the Doctor huffed. "Shut up, Doctor," Rory said and laid down as well. "Good night, Doctor," Amy and Rory said, both of them closing their eyes and each putting an arm on the alien."Good night, Ponds," the Doctor smiled and fell asleep in the embrace of his best friends.