A/N: Hihi! I haven't been around much at all for the last few months at all... :/ anyway, I came back here cos the people on deviantART were trolling me all the time :| BTW I haven't seen the latest episode yet, I'm in Australia...
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Rory shifted uncomfortably on the balls of his feet, he was drawn to this room like a piece of metal to a magnet. It was the strongest urge of curiosity he'd experienced in quite a while. He sighed, giving into the temptation he took the door handle and turned it slowly, Don't open the door. Don't open the door! His rational thoughts were screaming at him, but he opened the door to darkness. He couldn't hear anything at first, but he crept into the room, shutting the door behind him. Something groaned not so far away, making him jump and raise his hands to his face.
"Doctor!" a voice, a woman's voice, echoed throughout the room.
Something clicked in Rory and he whirled to the wall, searching frantically for a light switch. Click. The light came on and Rory was almost too afraid to look around
"Don't be silly Rory. Turn around. There's nothing to be afraid of here," Amy's voice was tinged with sarcasm, but he turned anyway.
The room was vast and was filled with only a bed, then, his eyes flicked to where Amy was pushed against the wall by the Doctor. He was shirtless and kissing her hungrily, holding her wrists back, keeping her from escaping.
"No… Amy!" Rory took a step toward her, but shrunk back when she giggled in delight. "Amy… Amy what- w-what… no!" tears welled in wide eyes and he trembled.
"Don't you understand Rory? I've waited for this one man… this one handsome, Time Lord to return… all my life," she lifted the Doctor's chin and kissed him full on the mouth, wrapped her arms around his neck and pulling him closer.
Rory couldn't take any more, he raced for the door, pulling it open and slamming it shut on the other side. He clung to the door handle, his breath coming is short gasps as he tried to force tears back.
"Rory?" the Doctor came up behind the trembling figure carefully, "Rory, what's wrong?"
Rory shut his eyes tight, willing for the Doctor to leave. "N-nothing. I'm fine, jus-just tired… that's all."
"Did you find your room Rory?" the Doctor inquired, reaching out with long fingers to take his shoulder.
He shivered at his touch, "Yes. Doctor, yes I did,"
"And what did you see?"
Rory swallowed back a sob; "I don't want to talk about it." he pulled his hand off the door and turned to face the Doctor, however all he saw was the scenes in his room.
The Doctor sighed and put his hands on his shoulders, "Remember, whatever you saw. Whatever you think about anyone after this, you can always tell me. You have Amy and I to help you and you don't need to deal with it on your own. Rory? Promise me you'll be alright?"
Rory sniffed and nodded, "Yes, Doctor. Just… don't tell Amy. Please?"
The Doctor nodded and brushed a tear from Rory's cheek, "Lets get you cleaned up then."
Later:
(Rory's P.O.V.)
I was actually kinda glad he was gone… at least now he can't get Amy. True, I will miss him and yes, Amy will too, but I can't help feeling that this is a good thing…