I have never written a Doctor Who fanfic, so this is my first crack at it. But I honestly love the chemistry between Amy and Eleven. So I hope you like the little tale I came up with.

Few points first.

This is all through Rory's point of view. With the exception of one chapter.

I made up my own Plant and my own villains:3

Please review so I know if I should make more Doctor Who fanfics or not.

And now enjoy…..

They were on some planet Rory couldn't remember the name of, nor cared too. Because since they landed everything had gone horribly wrong. It was just supposed to be a fun little adventure, for once they were somewhere because they wanted to be. They didn't have to be there to save the world… The three just wanted to, Rory guessed spend time with each other…

But now, the doctor was lying on the floor of his beloved TARDIS, his blood seeping put and filling every crack that it came too. Rory could swear he felt the TARDIS weeping along with his wife. Amy was screaming at him, he couldn't make out the words, his eyes and thoughts were just locked on the slow puddle of blood that was slowly making its way to the tip of Rory's shoes. The Doctor was dying. That one thought brought Rory back, and his eyes then fell to Amy.

Her face was almost as red as her hair, she was crying so hard now she couldn't string a full sentence together, and now her screaming made sense. "R-r-r-roy! Do some-thing!" She now had the Doctors head in her lap, Rory watched as she did her best to calmly stroke his hair. His wife was falling apart, part of him was afraid to see her after the Doctor left them. Rory's eyes traveled to Amy's not so imaginary friend, he was so calm, as if he had accepted his grim fate.

Rory felt a pang of jealousy when he saw the tender look the two crumpled on the crimson patch of floor shared.

"No… You can't do this, you can't leave me! I waited for twelve years for you… You kept me waiting for so long, and now I finally have you I can't…" Amy cut her self off as she began to choke down more sobs.

Rory now felt as if he was watching two lovers, love cut short by the black pain of death. And then it hit him… He was. He felt bad for thinking this way, he should be over there doing his best to help, but he couldn't ignore all the glances his wife and the Doctor had shared, the silent tender love they both tried to fight off as best they could. After all the Doctor was the one who was always saving his damsel in distress… Amy was his and he could never truly be the soul savoir he wanted to be for her.

He pushed his wrongful emotions back and joined the two on the floor and reached out to take the Doctor's hand. He searched for Amy's eyes, but they were locked on the Doctors, her doctor. He would just have to accept that for these few moments of the extraordinary mans life, Amy was finally his.

"Ah! A nice picnic, on a very green pretty planet is just what we need!" The Doctor smiled and lead his two companions out of their TARDIS and through the dense forest ahead of them.

It was moments like these that Rory was thankful the Doctor came into his life, he found this place to be very romantic and would do his best to steal Amy away for a few. Of course she was already out on her own taking in the sites.

"Oh! Doctor! Look at this very… Oh, hold on a tic the flower is moving…"

"No! Amy that's not a flo-" He was cut off by the fiery red heads scream as the flower turned out to be an odd hostile looking alien. Amy fell to the ground and placed her hands in front of her face as the alien lunged towards her. Rory made a move to run to her but the Doctor beat him to it, and before he knew it the Doctor had thrown himself in front of Amy and the aliens tree trunk looking arm was through the Doctors stomach.

As fast as the alien monster had come it left, it was as if it was just as scared of them, as they were of it… Rory let out a small gasp as the Doctor fell back into Amy's waiting arms. "Rory help me! We need to get him back to the box!"

"Amelia Jessica Pond…" The Doctor said softly with a smile on his face. "I remember porkchop… Whatever happened to him?"

Rory looked to his wife, who finally allowed a small smile to crack her lips from the frown they seemed to be frozen in. "I still have him Doctor… I still have him."

"Good." The Doctor reached up to cup Amy's face with a shaky bloody hand, and that provided more comfort then Rory could ever give her at the moment.

And for once he understood they secretive code speak. Rory knew what porkchop was, and he had only saw it once when Amy was first moving in with him, he was helping her unpack and he came across a box full of stuffed animals.

"Amy? Are you sure I didn't marry a child?" He let out a small laugh as he started to pull the various stuffed animals out of the brown cardboard box.

"Why would you ask that?" She poked her head around the bathroom door and shot him a playful glare.

"Well mind explaining all these creepily old stuffed animals?" He pulled a stuffed pig from the lot and held it up so she could see it.

"Oh… Shame on you for trying to fault me for keeping things people dear to me have given me. And that in fact is Fancy, my nannan got her for me when I was a small child."

Rory just laughed and nodded and began to hold up each animal and listened to the story. Finally he came across a raggy once white now brown stuffed lamb. It only had one eye and judging by the way the stuffing had fallen all the way to the bottom of the body he could tell this once was her favorite. "And this one?"

Rory was alarmed when his wife snatched the toy from his grasp. "Never touch this one… Someone very, very dear to me gave me this one."

"May I ask who?"

"The man in my dreams…" Rory saw the child in Amy come out then as she held it close to her chest. "My Doctor."

Rory got up, he was now feeling a sick pain in his stomach as much as he hated the Doctor he loved him at the same time, and the hole this man… Creature… Time Lord, would leave in his wife's life was crushing him… Hell the hole he would leave in Rory's life was just as painful. Rory pushed himself off the ground he for some reason did not want the Doctor to see him cry.

He watched from afar he could tell the Doctor was slipping away, Amy was pleading with him again to stay strong, that he would make it… That they would make it. And Rory felt left out of that 'they'. He didn't even have to hear the three words Amy whispered to him, because the Doctors face said it all, for that one brief moment all the life had rushed back into the Doctor, to give him time to say it back.

"Amy… We need to talk."

"RORY CAN'T THIS WAIT!?" She shrieked and her voice cracked from the on coming tears.

"No." He joined the two on the floor once more and removed his wedding band and took the Doctor's left hand and gently slipped the gold band onto his finger. "There… As it should be." The Doctor was to dumbfounded to say a word so he let them all sit in awkward silence. Until Amy finally broke it.

Amy looked up to meet Rory's eyes, a whole new level of sadness in her perfect green eyes. "Rory… I don't understand."

"You were never mine Amy… You were his since you were a little girl, I did my best to ignore it. But I will leave now, and for however much longer he has you two can be one. Then when he… I will be at home waiting with open arms for you to return to me. But tonight Amy… Tonight you are his, and that's what he needs."

Rory walked to the control panel and set it to take him home, he glanced over at the Doctor who was staring right back with a heartbreaking expression. "Don't look at me like that… I know what I'm doing is right, now… Where would you like to go Doctor?"

"Apples… I love apples."

Rory didn't understand it, but Amy did. She gently whispered something into the dying Time Lord's ear then joined Rory by his side. "Take him to the prettiest apple orchard around. We can all make faces in them." A new tear streaked over the brim of her eye and she wrapped her arms around Rory and cried into his chest. "You haven't lost me too Amy, I am just giving you the time I know you want with him. I am ok with coming in second, but he needs you more than I do right now, so for the rest of his time you make him the happiest man alive. I owe him that much."

"You're not coming then?"

"No, I will wait up for you at home… I can't be there when it happens." Which was true. He cared deeply for the Doctor, and just seeing him in this state was going to scar Rory for the rest of his days.

"Were here… I'll help you get him out. I can walk home from here, after all only in England will you find an orchard that over looks the sea."

Heartbreaking and rushed I know… But this is my first go at it I am so sorry if it seems a little awkward and out of character for Rory, or all of them. R&R:)

Next chapter will be up soon.