Epilogues: Amy's Choice

"I died," Rory told the Doctor. He was by the console while Amy was asleep. "I can't get over that."

"How clearly do you remember it?"

"I remember it like any vivid memory I have. I remember it as clearly as when my mom died."

"It wasn't real," the Doctor reassured Rory.

"But it wasn't just a dream, despite what that guy said; at least, not to me."

"I know. And, I know how you feel. You'll get over it."

"I liked that you were taking care of her. Well, before she killed you both."

"I know what you're thinking, and it's not worth thinking about. You should try to sleep."

Rory wanted to stick with the subject, but noticed that the Doctor had resumed tinkering with the console. He slowly made his way down the hall. "Thank you, Doctor."