Disclaimer: This is NOT my idea! I saw this AU idea on Tumblr and decided to write on it. If this is your idea, congrats, this is an excellent idea that brought me to tears when I wrote it. On with the story-
That was it
The phone call was the last straw
Amy Smith slammed the reciever down and slid down the wall, sobbing hysterically
This wasn't fair! She only had one child and now he was getting ripped away from her because of a god damn doctor who couldn't wait
"Amy?" A voice called out
Amy breathed a heavy sigh of relief. It was Rory. Her husband. Her rock.
He saw her, a quivering mess, sitting on the floor
He sat next to her. He was never really good with this type of thing. You know, asking what's wrong and just generally helping people. In fact he voted 'Most Awkward' in his senior year of 1992. A bit of a blow to the ego.
But he was a good listener.
"Sweetheart-" He began, but he was cut short by Amy's sobs deepening. She threw her arms around his neck and buried her face into his shoulder. He rubbed her back and did what he could.
Which was listen.
As she soaked his shoulder with salty tears, she eventually composed herself enough to choke out what she was crying about.
And what she said hurt Rory in a way none of his mates would ever understand.
"It's John.
He's not waking up."