The Doctor strode over to Sam with the fob watch in his palm. Amy walked over to her son and put her arms around him. His Dad was leaving him, and she didn't want Rory to see it. Amy carried Rory out of the TARDIS and into the kitchen. She set about making some sandwiches for lunch, to take her mind off what was happening in her living room. "What filling do you want, Rory? Ham, cheese, or both?" She made him a cheese and ham sandwich and took it to the table. As they sat, Amy found herself telling Rory all about her adventures with the Doctor.
She heard a noise from the living room and sighed. "There goes the Doctor. Planets to save and an awful lot of running to do." Rory ran into the living room, expecting to see his dad waiting for him. "Where's dad?" He sounded like he was about to cry. Amy found him and hugged him. "He's gone. The Doctor took him, and he's not coming back." She found herself ranting about the Doctor to her son. "He promises people the stars, and then forgets them for years. He comes back, steals them. He drops them in random places and ruins their lives. He calls himself the Doctor. The healer. He doesn't heal. He rips worlds apart and doesn't look back." She felt tears of anger, not sadness, run down her face. She couldn't stop them. She was so angry at him. Her raggedy Doctor, her imaginary friend had ruined her life, and now he was ruining her sons.
She needed to get out of the house for a bit so she took Rory to the duck pond. They took some stale bread and fed the ducks. They walked into town and did some shopping. Without realising it, they were stood outside the police station where Sam had worked. Amy realised she would have to tell Gene Hunt that Sam was gone. They walked in. Rory was excited, Amy had taken him to work, when he was younger, and Rory had found it all very exciting. She walked past the front desk and into CID. They were all in the office, supposedly doing paperwork but Chris and Ray were asleep. Amy rolled her eyes and poked Chris in the ribs.
"I need to talk to Gene. Would you look after Rory for a bit please?"
Chris nodded. He liked Rory and the kid had never been much trouble before. He noticed the bowtie he was wearing but when he mentioned it, Amy's eyes began to fill with tears.
She walked into Gene's office and slammed the door. Gene started at the sound and Amy rolled their eyes. "How you three catch criminals is beyond me!"
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Rory was sat at Sam's desk drawing. He drew a blue police box and a man in a tweed jacket and a fez. Chris was happy to just let him do that and he was going to fall back to sleep when Ray threw some paper at him.
"That phone call was a bit weird."
As usual Chris was clueless.
"She rang front desk, asked to talk to Sam, then screamed and put the phone down. Now she's turned up here, with her kid in tow. Wonder what happened."
"Probably had a fight and she wants out. Fed up of Tyler's mad theories, I bet."
Amy stormed out of Gene's office and grabbed Rory's hand. "Come on, we're leaving cause some people won't listen!" she shouted the last bit in Gene's direction.
"Well if you started talking sense and weren't spouting about a mad man in a box, and a fob watch, maybe I'd believe you weren't talking out of your arse!"
Amy turned on her heel and walked out of CID
"And you two"
"Yes guv?"
"Do some bloody work!"
Chris turned to Ray. "Sam wasn't the only one with mad theories then."
