Rory crouched down facing the stone prison and put his left hand on its rough surface.
"Hello, Amy. Are you listening? Can you still hear me? Amy, I don't know how long it's been anymore and all I know is that you've been in the Pandorica for far too long. We're still under the Stonehenge though and all the Doctor's enemies are still here, covered with dust and frozen like grey statues. Can you hear the sounds out there? Can you hear the planes and the bombs out there? Look Amy, we're in World War II."
Rory sat down cross-legged on the concrete floor. He reminisced back to every time someone had come inside the area to try and take the Pandorica away from him but he wouldn't let them. No being would ever get past him because the only thing more powerful than anything else in the universe was his love for a single red-headed moon-eyed girl.
"We just have to wait a little longer because your raggedy doctor will come sometime soon. He's going to come and save you because that's what you deserve. Amy, I miss you and I love you to the moon and back. Please just say my name one more time. My name's been long forgotten. It's gone with the wind hundreds of years ago. I'm no longer that Roman soldier, Amy. I'm the last centurion. Do you know what they're calling me now? They're calling me the lone centurion. But they're all wrong. Every single one of them out there is wrong. I'm not alone and I haven't been for so long that I can't remember exactly how long because you're here. You're here with me, Amy, and I couldn't have been happier. I have to admit though, I'm a little worried because of the bombs out there, you know."
Rory walked to the side of the room and took out the rope that was dangling from the steps that brought him to the box a thousand years ago. It was long enough to wrap around the box and pull it. He needed to keep Amy safe because that's all he wanted. He didn't care if he died out there because all that mattered was that Amy wouldn't. He tied one end of the rope to a Dalek's 'head' and walked around the box. After finishing the lap around the Pandorica, he untied the rope from the Dalek's 'head' and tied it to the other end of the rope. He was going to carry Amy to a safer place.
He stood in front of where Amy should be and put his hand back on that perfect prison.
"You know, last week I woke up and my head hurt. My initial thought was that you'd hit me again like you always do but then what hurt more was that I knew you didn't because you can't. You're in that prison and I don't know why but I hate it. I mean, I should be glad because you're not dead and that's keeping you alive but it's keeping you away from me. I can't tell anymore whether it's a prison for you or me."
