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When the Bough Breaks
"Rory, can I help?" His voice, a whisper, is too loud.
Rory wipes his cheeks, sets his jaw. Dissolves into tears again when the Doctor settles down beside him.
"Are you thinking of the waiting?" he murmurs, slipping an arm around him.
"No. I'm not thinking of time that didn't happen. It's a dream that didn't happen." Rory shakes his head, more tears spilling. "Even more ridiculous."
"Tell me."
Rory pauses. "That time, in Upper Leadworth? Amy was pregnant."
The Doctor nods.
"How long were we there? Maybe three hours max? But Doctor…." Rory is sobbing. "I loved that baby."