AN: Awesome 'possum, more reviews! I feel like an internet superstar. Sorry it's not all come out at once, I'm writing this chapter by chapter, and uploading it on the day it's finished. I'm not exactly sure where the story'll head, but I won't leave it hanging, I promise. And, I know the chapters are short. I don't wanna bullshit anything in it, though, or fill it with fluff. So, I'll make up for it by mass-posting chapters!

Chapter 6.

The Doctor idly swung his legs underneath the exam table, sighing. 'Since the fall and the drama didn't kill me, I'm sure the suspense will.' He started to fidget with nervousness. 'She's gonna be mad, she's gonna be so, so mad. I know Rory said that it'd be okay, but I can't help but be afraid!' He shook so hard the table began to rattle, but forcibly stopped himself when he heard quiet voices down the hallway.

"Amy… What you're gonna see… Well, it's the Doctor, but not how we know him. It's the way he's always been, we've just been too blind to see it. And, I know you care for him, but I know you can be a bit hard on him, too. Please, just walk a little more carefully than you usually do, okay?" Rory said, giving his wife a serious look as they approached the entrance to the infirmary.

"I will, I promise. I mean, it can't be too bad, right? He's the Doctor. Sure, maybe he's in a slump, but we'll have him okay in no time." She replied, opening the door. She didn't know who she was trying to fool, herself of Rory, but as soon as the words left her mouth, she wished she could take them back. Her hand flew to her lips as she took in the Doctor's appearance, staring at his broken, scarred body, and a small cry fell from her mouth. She tentatively walked toward him.

"Oh God, Doctor! Are… Are you okay? Stupid question, really; of course you're not okay. I never thought… I'm sorry. But, it'll be okay! We'll get you right as rain, and you'll be happy again. Just wait, you'll be okay." She rambled, her voice quieting at the end. "You'll be okay." She touched his face, as if afraid that if she pushed too hard, he might fall over and break.

Sensing her fear, the Doctor did something that surprised all three of them; he picked up Amy's hand and kissed it, giving her a small smile. Her eyes grew round and she launched herself into him, holding his battered body close to her. Rory walked over and encircled them both with his arms, holding them like they were his lifeline. "Don't worry, Doctor. We're not going to leave you."

The Doctor's grin grew wide, and he finally relaxed into the three-way embrace, reveling in the feeling of being loved. 'Yeah, maybe they're right. Maybe it will be okay.' After a moment, he wriggled his way free, though he grabbed both of their hands as he did so. "Maybe we could go someplace else, since I'm all bandaged up? The exam table isn't too comfortable." There was silence for a moment, and then his companions gave soft chuckles.

"Yeah," Rory said, "We can do that. Come on, let's get you to your room." He picked the Doctor up bridal style and began the walk down the corridor, Amy holding the Doctor's hand that wasn't entwined in Rory's shirt. The three made their way through the winding TARDIS hallway, never once letting go of each other.