Amy Pond was between two worlds. There was the real world, of modeling, small apartments, food rationing, the same damn thing every day and…Rory. Rory. He alone was enough to give it up. The fantasy world. Of daleks, cybermen, weeping angels, TARDISes, the past, the present, the future, other planets, other damn dimensions, the most beautiful things Amy had ever seen, the most terrifying things and…the Doctor. Her Raggedy Man. The man she heard in her dreams every night, the man that she missed more than anything. But then she remembered "The Dream Lord." Her choice: Rory, or the Doctor. She had chosen Rory. And if she had a chance to go back to the moment she said goodbye, she'd do it a million times over again. Amy still had her memories of those wonderful times. She also had her dreams. In her dreams she could still travel with the Doctor. Amy watched him go on the most wonderful, terrifying adventures, and she smiled. Because the doctor wasn't alone, he had Clara, or Oswin as she remembered. The former Dalek. Amy knew that the Doctor was happy, and as long as she could return to the fantasy world in her head, she would be happy too, with the man she chose, and loved. Rory Williams.