Shhhhh Spoilers: Season 7 episode 5, The Angels Take Manhattan
Summary: The weeping angels sent Amy and Rory away, but to where? Not the past, but to a parallel universe. Wonder who she'll find there…
Disclaimer: I do not own Doctor Who or any of the characters.
Sorry for the short chapter. I like short chapters better, but I'll try to make them longer after this one.
The winds whipped outside her window as she curled deeper into the bed. The storm had been going for three days already, and the house was beginning to feel cramped.
She figured once they got married, she and her fiancé would get their own apartment. Until then, she was stuck with her parents. It wasn't really that bad, being around them, but it was a small house, and they were a big family.
She almost missed the days when it was just her and her mom in London. Real London, not this parallel place she was in now. It could have stayed like that forever, but she met a man called the Doctor, and everything changed.
~oOo~
"Rory!" The redhead called whipping her head back and forth; searching for the man she had lost. She was still at a cemetery, but this one was different. It was smaller, with no statues, and big black clouds ominously hanging in the sky. There was no response, only the roaring of cars from the street.
Looking at the city around the cemetery, she realized she had landed in London. The "when" question was more important to her. Leaving the cemetery, she wracked her brain for any of the places Rory would go. He was a nurse, so she figured she'd first look at the hospital. She got a taxi, and rode it to the large hospital.
At the front desk, a small dark hair girl greeted her. "Is there anything I can help you with?" Her big smile seemed fake and completely out of place for the occasion.
"I'm looking for a Rory Williams. Does he work here?" Her Scottish accent seemed stronger than usual among the silence of the room.
"One moment please," She picked up the phone and dialed a number "Doctor Williams, there's another girl here for you." She put it down, "He'll be right down, Miss. Have a seat while you wait." The five minutes in the silent waiting room felt like lifetimes, and she was the one person who would know what lifetimes felt like. Finally, she spotted his sweet face coming down the hallway.
"Rory!" She called to him. His face shifted from annoyed to confused to amazed all in one instant.
"Amy?" She wrapped her arms around him, never wanting to let go.
"I was so scared we'd been sent to different times! I've been looking everywhere for you." He pushed her away slightly, and when he did, she noticed the wedding band on his finger, different from the one she had given him. Her face fell and he noticed immediately.
"Amy, it's been four years." He tried to explain.
"Four years is nothing! You waited 2,000 years for me!"
"I thought you had stayed with the Doctor."
"You knew that the angels might send us to slightly different places. You knew I you might just have been sent a little further back than me."
"Amy, I had to move on." She stormed out of the hospital, angry and hurt and in shock. She was in such a hurry; she didn't notice the couple walking hand in hand down the street. She was so focused on her anger, she walked smack into them.
~oOo~
The storm had finally let up, and the girl and her fiancé were out on a walk in the city to enjoy the semi-decent weather. They were laughing and enjoying the day, as an upset looking redhead crashed into them.
"I'm sorry," She said looking at them. "It's been a bad day." A beeping came from the man's pocket.
"John, the alarm." She looked excited. The redhead looked confused.
"It senses the time vortex," He explained "And it's all over you."
"Okay. So what does that make you, with a time vortex detector? Some sort of time agents?" The redhead seemed to have all but forgotten whatever had made her so upset.
"My name it Rose Tyler. I think you know a friend of mine. His name is the Doctor."
"My name is John Smith, but it's more complicated than that. Come with us back home and we'll explain."