Amy stared out of the large window into the main hangar of Demons Run. There was an army congregated, being briefed by Colonel Manton. Amy felt nothing but despair. Her child had already been taken away from her. The only thing that kept her going was the knowledge that the Doctor and Rory would come for her. They wouldn't let her stay here. She was so lost in her own thoughts that she didn't hear the door open. When she realised there was someone else in the room she balled her hands into fists, prepared to fight, before she turned around. There was a young, female soldier stood nervously by the door.
"Can I help you?" Amy snapped.
"Sorry. I shouldn't be here. I'm meant to be at the thing. I brought you something," she held out her hand. Amy took the item. It was a delicately sewn leaf. There was a language on it that she didn't understand "Your child's name in the language of my people. It's a prayer leaf and we believe, if you keep this with you, your child will always come home to you."
Amy was too tired and angry to truly believe the nice gesture that was being made. "Can I borrow your gun?" She said moodily.
"Why?"
Amy sighed "Because I've got a feeling you're going to keep talking," She saw the hurt look on the young woman's face and turned back to the window "They're talking like he's famous. The Doctor isn't famous."
"He's met a lot of people. He's like, I don't know, a dark legend." the woman said.
"Dark?" Amy chuckled "Have you met him?"
"Yes, once. But I was just a little girl."
"So was I." Amy whispered.
"You've been with him a long time, then."
Amy shook her head "No. He came back for me."
"You must be very special." The woman said quietly. In the reflection in the window, Amy saw her turn to leave.
"What's your name?" Amy asked, turning around again.
"Lorna. Lorna Bucket."
"Well, Lorna Bucket, You can wait a long time for the Doctor, but he's worth it, okay? The thing is, he's coming. No question about it. And he'll ave friends with him. Just you make sure you're on the right side when he gets here. Not for my sake, for yours," she held up the prayer leaf "Thank you. I mean it. Thanks. That's the only nice thing anyone has done for me since I've been here."