"Yes, Amy Pond. Please, tell us where she is." Rory asked the crystal ball.
"Poor little Amy. Her world grows hazy. Poor Mr. Gracey. Has acted so hastily." The fortune teller replied.
"Are you carrionite?" The Doctor asked.
"My name is Leota." She replied. "You know of us, Doctor?"
"Ran into some of your sisters at the globe theater." He smiled.
"Elizabeth has come back home
but not in the form she had once known.
Alive, her soul it shined so bright,
that in her death she became pure light." Leota spoke.
Rory's eyes lit up. "The orb. It's Elizabeth!"
The Doctor picked up the crystal ball. "Be careful." Leota yelled.
"Sorry, but we need you to give us directions back to Amy." He held her close as they ran out to find her.
Meanwhile, Amy stood next to Gracy and Constance in a beautiful wedding gown. Ghostly figures looked on as the morbid wedding service began. Amy looked sickly pale and her eyes were lost in a trace. "This isn't right." Gracy whispered as the ghostly priest told him to kiss his bride.
"Do it! Gracy, you fool!" Constance yelled. "It's the only way to break the curse."
"You said she'd remember me." Gracy looked back at Constance. "She doesn't remember me."
Just then Rory and The Doctor burst in through the door. Amy fell limp to the ground. Rory ran to her and held her in her arms. She was freezing to the touch. Madame Leota gave another fortune.
"Brave Rory Williams, the plastic soldier.
For so many years he longed to hold her.
She was his joy, she was his pride.
But thanks be to an angry bride;
he got to hold her as she died."
"No! Amy, please." Rory rocked her lifeless body back and forth as he cried.
"I'm so sorry." Gracy hung his head in shame.
"You!" The Doctor pointed at the bride. "I name thee, carrionite."
The bride morphed into her true form. "Leota, my sister. How do you like your cell?"
"What's the meaning of this?" Gracy angrily looked back at Constance.
"You were supposed to choose me, Gracy! Me!" Constance screamed and a portal opened. "I killed her. I killed Elizabeth. Leota tried to stop me and now look at her. Even in death you'd rather have Elizabeth than me!"
Just then the white orb appeared in front of the dark portal. It morphed into the human form of Elizabeth. "My love." She stretched out her hands to Gracy. As their hands met, Constance dissolved into the portal while the other ghosts began to fly away. The ghost of Elizabeth then came forward and kissed Rory's forehead. She leaned in and touched Amy's face. Color returned to her cheeks and took a violent gasp for breath as her eyes opened. Elizabeth smiled as Rory's tears turned to tears of joy.
"I'm sorry for the trouble we caused you." Gracy bowed his head and they dissolved into a golden light. Constance and Leota disappeared into the portal and their surrounding reverted back into an old abandoned mansion. The sky was blue again as if they hadn't been in there for more than an hour.
"So this was all over a jealous carrionite?" Amy asked as they walked back to the tardis.
"But it doesn't explain Gracy's ghost." Rory replied.
"Leota," The Doctor chimed in. "She used a counter curse to keep their spirits alive. I wonder why she was on their side instead of her sister's? Leota might be the first kind carrionite I've ever met."
"You still owe me a Mardi Gras party." Amy smiled.
The Doctor fixed his coordinates. "You were dead five minutes ago and you're ready to go to a party?"
"All the more reason to celebrate." Amy put her arms around her husband.
"While I do agree that we ought to celebrate.." Rory began. "Wouldn't you like to rest for a little while? There's no rush; we're in a time machine after all. We've got all the time we want. We could stay in bed for days and still make it to the party on time."
"Sounds a bit boring though." Amy replied. "Sleeping in bed for days."
"I didn't say we'd be sleeping." Rory whispered.
Amy leaned in and kissed Rory passionately. The Doctor shivered at the sight like a child watching his parents flirt. "Well, if you need me I'll be working on my costume." The Doctor walked away quickly.
"Now I need to brush up on my french." Amy thought aloud.
"Are we still talking about Mardi Gras or...?" Rory chuckled as they walked down the corridor to their bedroom.
