Moar Pond!feels. You're welcome~ :3
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Rory is gone.
Stolen is probably a more accurate word for it, though, as the freaking Weeping Angel hadn't even been polite enough as to ask Amy's permission before it whisked her husband away.
It doesn't matter, though. Nothing matters, really, because Rory is gone.
Again. He's gone again, but this time there is no Dreamlord (come back)or Roman Auton (you are never going anywhere ever again) and CPR won't help them (because I know you'll never give up), nor will jumping off a building (together or not at all). There would be no more late nights on the TARDIS, no more nurse scrubs in the living room or long, passionate kisses that exasperate the Doctor. No more funny nose that she loved almost as much as she loved him, or normal life with a house and commitments and waking up next to him every morning.
The tombstone behind her seems to loom like an absolute, immovable truth, pressing into her back as she stares the damned Angel (an oxymoron, if she ever saw one) down. The stone slab is telling her that Rory Williams, Mr Pond, the Last Centurion who waited 2000 years by a box, the loyal soldier, her husband, is dead and gone years in the past, but she doesn't want to listen to it, or accept it for a second. It's lying, it has to be. Because otherwise-
She can't accept it.
Behind her, the Doctor is begging. He doesn't beg often, but he is now. Come along, Pond, he says, like he always does, come along to the TARDIS, come along on another adventure!
Come along and help me save the Earth from Prisoner Zero!
Come along and meet Vincent van Gogh and Winston Churchill with me!
Come along on this pirate ship, and help me save these dinosaurs!
Come help me fight these Daleks and defeat the Silence!
But she can't, not without Rory. Not without her Centurion. The Doctor may be her Raggedy Man that she would wait a lifetime for, but Rory was the stupid face she wanted to spend her lifetime with.
Though the Dreamlord is far away and technically in another life completely, Amy can still hear his voice.
"Choose," he says.
And Amy makes her final choice.