Amelia slowly woke up when the room was still dark.
She started to think of her work and what she'd do this day and suddenly heard restless breath from the living room and remembered: The TARDIS had landed just in front of her when she was crossing Central Park. She had seen this short and sweet girl coming out but not the Doctor. She had walked into the TARDIS and had realized all had changed. She had realized all has changed for the Doctor as for her. New companion, new TARDIS design… Amy was glad the Doctor didn't stay alone and found a new friend, in the end he had listened to her. In the other hand she envied Clara for traveling with him. She had remembered all of her adventures with the Doctor… It hurt at first but then all the good memories had come back and she had this feeling she had to save someone again, for the first time for a long, long time. Now, she wanted to help Clara not knowing what this feeling was when you're stuck alone in a place you don't know, in a time you don't know. Well, she decided to do it even if the Doctor wanted to stop her but she assumed at the time she wouldn't be alone… She assumed she'd find Rory, her husband, and they'd live their life here in 60's New York but he wasn't there. Amy didn't find him and she tried, she tried hard. The weeping angel, those creepy monsters, must have taken him in a different time. Weeping angels… they terrified her for a long time but after this, it was worst than ever. Weeping angels are her worst nightmare because without them she'd still be with the two most important men in her life… She blamed them because otherwise she'd blame her …
She didn't want Clara to know how it was. She wanted to help her go back to the Doctor but she had no idea how. The TARDIS is a complicated machine even the Doctor doesn't know everything about it. The Doctor… she wondered how he was, stuck in the TARDIS. Did he even know he was stuck? If he did no doubt he was doing everything to go out and it was their best chance to solve this situation. If he did, he was certainly worried about Clara and Amy knew the last thing he wanted was to see one of those people he took away from home hurt. That was the other reason that pushed her to help Clara finding the Doctor faster.
Amy looked at her clock: 6 a.m., too soon to get up too late to sleep more. She decided to go get a cup of water. She went silently by the living room trying not to wake up Clara. She drank her cup observing Clara in her unquiet sleep. The poor girl was apparently having a nightmare: she shift place over and over again, her face tensed and sweaty, her breath abnormally quick. Amelia didn't dare wake her. She was sorry for her assuming her nightmare was related with what happened to her yesterday. "I'm so sorry Clara." She though "I don't think I'm really able to help you now. I thought having traveled with the Doctor would have made me able to help you but I was wrong. All I can do is stay with you. I'm sorry."
Like answering to her, Clara woke up with a start, confused and a bit panicked.
"Are you alright?" asked Amy concerned
"Yes" responded Clara trying to catch her breath "Yes… just… just a nightmare" she wiped the sweat on her forehead.
Amy brought her some water and sat on the couch next to her.
"I hope you don't think I'm a pervert who watch you in your sleep or something. I just heard you and wanted to see if you were ok" said Amy.
Clara smiled.
"Amy… Can we just go back to the TARDIS? I left something there." She requested her.
"Yes, sure." Replied Amy. "After all the TARDIS is the only clue we have to solve your problem"
Clara stared at her. "You don't really know how to solve my problem, do you?"
Amy looked down. It was exactly what she was worrying about 5 minutes earlier. "It's alright I didn't expect you to know how to make the TARDIS work" Clara smiled.
"We'll figure it out, Clara, I promise" Amy knew she highly doubted she could keep this promise but they shouldn't give up now. She touched Clara's shoulder in sign of encouragement.
The sun rose. They had a typical English breakfast like Amy hadn't in a while and they went to Central Park in order of finding the TARDIS. It hasn't move. It was still there, in the same place. They entered hoping something would have change but nothing had: just a console with no enthusiastic Doctor to run around it. Amy tried to pass her hand through the corridor's door again but she encountered the same 'electric' wall as the day before. She stared at the corridor. The Doctor was there, somewhere, probably running all around the TARDIS, anxious, trying to figure out how to fix it.
Amy noticed Clara observed her. "Do you think he's working on getting out of there?" asked Amy.
"I hope so" replied Clara "He's probably the only one who can make it work again"
"Good answer" thought Amy. She took a look at the TARDIS' design again.
"What did you want to pick up again?" she questioned.
"Just an old book I read when I was a child, not a big deal." Clara answered. "It just helps me to feel like home"
Amy saw a large book on the console. She approached and observed the cover: a little girl was in the foreground and two boys were watching her in front of a river. They were all carrying torches and a dog was following them. She read the title "Summer Falls" and … something caught her attention and her throat tied up.
She tried to keep calm. "Why… why this book has my name written on its cover?"
"What?" said Clara confused
"Summer Falls by Amelia Williams" she gulped. She felt tears coming to her eyes. "Amelia Williams" she repeated. "That's my name"
"But… on your door… it was written 'Amelia Pond' " Clara was lost and at this moment she was getting on Amy's nerves. She was suddenly angry at everything, she wanted to bawl, sob and hit something or someone. Why did her future book have to be Clara's favourite book? Why did her future her have to sign with Rory's last name? Someone could stab her in the back it would hurt less.
"Even if your name was Amelia Williams there are a lot of Williams on this planet and one is probably named 'Amelia' too" Clara tried to calm her down.
"No, that's me!" Amy was certain. A little girl with two boys in front of a River? There were too many coincidences.
"Williams… is that your husband's last name?" asked Clara carefully.
Amy cracked and started to cry. She didn't know how she figured that out and didn't want to know. The only thing she wanted to do was crying for an hour or two or maybe more, alone.
She sat on the TARDIS' floor. All the pain she had been through until this point was going out. Leaving the Doctor, looking for Rory for a whole year without succeeding, being on her own in this stranger city at this stranger era for two years, everything. She thought started to get over it with her new job but of course she didn't. It still hurt as much as it was; she just avoided thinking about it. Why the TARDIS had to land here and remind her everything?
Clara was awkwardly trying to comfort her but she just made it worst. Amelia needed to be alone but after a few minutes she changed her mind and started to tell everything to Clara because that was what she lacked this whole time: someone to talk to about her story, she saw that now. Average people wouldn't understand. Clara was listening with attention with a sad look on her face that Amy wished she'd stop.
"So I left the Doctor to go with my husband because it was what I did, being with him" she wept. "But when I got here he wasn't there. At first I thought or I hoped he was somewhere near, I did look for him. I did for a long time. I went everywhere I could think of, asked everyone that could help me. I looked everywhere but there was always nothing about him. I didn't know where to look anymore after one year so I just stopped."
For a few minutes all was silent, they only could hear Amy sniff then Clara questioned nicely "What was his name?"
"Rory, his name was Rory Williams" Amy answered.
"Funny, I actually fancied someone named Rory. We called him Nina in our secret code with friend, long story" Clara tried to lighten the mood. Her sentence reminded Amelia of something. The way she said it, this Rory/Nina combination… She felt like she met Clara before in a distant memory. But she didn't really give attention to it at the moment.
"Amy, before fixing my problem, let me help you find Rory." Clara stated.
"You can't I looked everywhere" cried Amy a bit annoyed.
"Come on, I'm sure you didn't."
"I said I helped you but I can't do anything, you want to help me but you can't do anything either and you know it. What's the point?"
"You know what I meant then" answered simply Clara.
Yes, Amy knew what she meant. She wanted to do something for her, to give her hope, to care about something else than her issue. Maybe it was the only thing they could do. "Maybe with her help I'll find Rory" she thought, starting hoping.
"Let's pretend everything is ok and we'll fix everything then" she replied a bit sarcastically which made Clara smile.
That felt a bit like when she was with the Doctor. That felt like the Doctor's optimism. That was perhaps what Amy needed.