"What?" Rory asked.

"Your mum and Rachel; did they get along? It's not a hard question, Rory," the Doctor said.

"No. Not really. I remember hearing them fight when I was a kid. My mum would always say that Rachel was going to hurt me, so Rachel would start protesting and saying that she couldn't if she wanted to. I believe her; Rachel. I knew that there was no way she could ever hurt me," Rory said. He really did have a complicated childhood.

"So what happened when she came home?" the Doctor asked trying to get back on topic and continue on with the story.

"That night, Rachel came into my room. It was late; really late. Our parents had already gone to bed, and I thought she had too. But she came in and woke me up. She kept saying that she loved me no matter what happens. Then started crying and saying that she was sorry, so I asked why, and she just said that she was leaving and was going to do something. Something terrible. Then she gave me an envelope."

"Oh Rory," the Doctor said sympathetically.

"Give this to Mum and Dad in exactly 1 hour," Rory said. "That's what she told me. Then she tucked me back in bed, said she loved me, turned, and walked out the door. When the door shut, I could hear her crying in the hallway while she went to her room. Then I waited. I waited 1 hour," Rory said with so much sadness. "I got up and woke up my parents and had them read the note Rachel gave me. That's when they started crying. I was too young to understand why. They just ran into her room and told me go to bed. I tried to go to sleep, but I couldn't sleep because all I could see was Rachel's face when I closed my eyes. She was everywhere. It seemed like I was seeing every memory I had of her. That's when I started crying. I finally understood what she meant when she said she was leaving." Rory had started crying. The tears just came out.

"Why don't we pick up on this some other time…Rory, I'm so sorry," the Doctor said.

Rory went back to his and Amy's room. The Doctor stayed at the controls. He still had a few more wires to hook up before they could travel anywhere in space. When Rory arrived at his room, he found Amy wide awake. She was sitting up as if she had been waiting for him to get back.

"Amy?"

"How far did you get? How much does he know?" Amy asked. "Does he know what 'used to' means now?"

"Yeah, he does. He seemed kind of shocked. I guess he thought that my life had always just been happy and cheery, but it wasn't. My sister committed suicide when I was seven, I was bullied at school because of it, my sister and mum were always arguing , and Rachel never seemed happy no matter what I did. I never understood it. Rachel was never picked on or bullied. She and Mum got into an occasional fight, but they never got too serious. Why did she do it then? She just left me. I feel like if I had just said something right before she left my room that she'd still be alive. If I had just told her that I loved her too, she might still be here. But I didn't, so does it make it my fault?" Rory had started to cry again. Amy just held him and tried to sooth him.

"Rory, you were just a kid. You couldn't have known that she was going to kill herself. How could you? You were too young to understand what any of it meant. It was not your fault. Some people just have a hard time seeing the light and finding happiness; just like Rachel. And that drove her mad inside. She couldn't handle it anymore, so she let go. Nothing you could have said would have stopped her. Rory, look at me. It was not your fault," Amy said sternly. How was it that she could always say the right thing to calm you down, make you laugh, or just fall in love? Amy had a connection with Rory just like Rachel did. And he wasn't going to let anything happen to her.