22.06.12: It's here! What you've all... What I hope some have you been waiting for! Chapter 6 has arrived! But before you read, I'd like to say that I'm not particularly happy with it. If I come up with something better, I will probably change it. But I hope you like it. I'm sorry it took so long too, but the course I do at college is pretty intensive, so I don't get much time. I've had a lot of spare time the past week, and I've been working pretty hard at this chapter, despite how bad I think it is.

Also, I'd like to personally thank each of you who has reviewed my story, I have a crap level of self-esteem, and all of your amazing reviews have given me such a boost, and just generally made me really happy. So, it might take me a while, but as I usually do, it's time for some replies to your reviews.

InkNerd: I'm not into coffee myself, but I knew it was something that made you want to pee. Ah, the things I learn in college...

Revival Lai: I'm glad I'm getting that balance right, I'm trying pretty hard to do my best.

ElectricityRains: Thank you so much, I'm glad you're enjoying it.

Sophie: I'm happy to hear you're enjoying the story. Maybe Moffat will read it and make my dream come true. xD

fireheart93: There are always weirdoes in the toilet.

Guitargirl214: Glad you're enjoying it.

Edith Bradsbury: I'm not planning rumpus for a while yet, mainly because it just wouldn't be in their characters to just jump into bed after that event. Rory needs time, and the Doctor needs to adjust.

You Had My Heart: Amy annoys me like that. She spends her whole life with Rory, only meeting the Doctor twice before running off with him, whereas Rory has always been there for her, she still throws herself at the Doctor as soon as he saves her life. If every companion did that when the Doctor saved them, the show would never stop showing kisses.

Funky Bracelet Chick: I'll take your advice on Prussia, mostly because I've no idea what that is. There definitely needs to be more yaoi fan art of the Doctor and Rory. I'll admit, Eleven and Rory is pretty amazing, but I'm a Ten fanboy, so if Rory and Ten were to meet, I'd die of happiness.

Lady Locke: I'm glad I'm not the only who got so peeved when she did that. And yeah, depression sucks.

..me: Here's your next meal, enjoy.

Little Girl Geek: Series 6 has been pretty damn confusing so far. I mean, I'm a pretty hardcore fan, and I'm having trouble keeping up.

Jekrox: Series 5 had enough Amy centric stories for me. Now that Rory's a fully fledged companion, name in the opening credits and everything, there should be some more story that revolve around Rory, and the Doctor. Maybe even both together if we get lucky.

Chapter Six

Rory's eyes opened in a less than graceful manner, as his face was buried into a pillow. Once he'd peeled himself from the offending cushion, he wriggled around to sit up, slightly startled by the sight of the Doctor stood over him with a tray. And then the throbbing pain in his head hit him hard. He let out a low groan and shut his eyes tight, trying to block it out. The Doctor smiled sympathetically and sat down at the edge of the bed.

"I've got the perfect thing for that." the Time Lord said as he handed Rory a glass of orange juice and a tiny beige coloured pill, getting another groan in response from the human. "Take it, you'll feel better before you know it." Rory gave the pill a strange look before popping it into his mouth and swallowing it with some juice.

"So when does it begi- Oh." he said, the pain having already left him before he could finish his sentence. He shifted to sit more comfortably, being interrupted as the Doctor placed the tray onto his lap, which was holding a plate of toast and the glass of orange juice. Rory stared at the plate for a moment before giving the Doctor an appreciative smile. "Thank you." he murmured as he took a chunk out of a slice of toast. As he chewed, he thought back to last night as the memories of it had returned almost as soon as the hangover had gone. He blushed profusely as he remembered that he'd practically thrown himself at the Doctor, and was about to apologise for it, but the Doctor interrupted him.

"C'mon Williams, eat up, we've got stuff to see, places to do, and we can't do them whilst you're sat in bed eating toast. Chop, chop!" the Time Lord exclaimed before turning for the door.

"Doctor, wait, I-" But the Doctor was gone. Rory let out an annoyed sigh and dragged his hands over his face. Now that the Doctor had stopped him, it would be difficult to find the right time for him to apologise. He was tempted to yell furiously into his pillow, but that could wait for later. He just started to lazily get through his breakfast, thinking of different ways he could bring the topic up in conversation.

The Doctor sat back in his suspended chair, goggles shielding his eyes from the blowtorch he was taking to the TARDIS' undercarriage. He knew it was uncomfortable for the machine, but with how old she was getting, there was always work to be done, wires to be replaced, metal to be welded. As he switched the torch off and lifted his goggles to check out his work, he heard footsteps above, and looked up to see Rory, dressed in a red hoody and worn-out blue jeans. Rory was looking around for the Doctor, not knowing the Time Lord was under him. The Doctor reached up to tap the glass, but he couldn't reach.

"Rory!" he called, making the human jump with shock. He looked down and saw the Doctor under him, giving him a smile. Rory was less than pleased with how the Doctor had decided to alert him. He walked down the stairs to the Doctor, and glared at him.

"There are nicer ways of letting people know where you are." he said, scolding the Time Lord. "And you scared me half to death."

"Which half?" the Doctor asked before sliding his goggles back down and taking the blowtorch to the TARDIS once more. Rory watched quietly as he worked, seeing how gentle the Doctor was with the TARDIS, finding it surprising someone could be so gentle with a blowtorch. He sat on the steps and continued to watch, his eyes looking over every inch of the Doctor. His slender frame, his gentle hands, his shiny hair, his soft lips, his - "Rory?" The human broke from his reverie as he heard the Doctor's voice calling his name. His name sounded nice when the Doctor said it. It sounded safe, and - "Rory!" The Doctor called again, wishing the man would stop spacing out. While the human had been staring into space, he'd been able to finish what he was working on, and was now up top, fiddling with the controls.

Rory blushed, embarrassed that he was being so obvious with his daydreams, and walked to join the Doctor up top. He leant against the railings and watched the Doctor circle the console, flipping switches and pressing buttons in a seemingly random fashion, but he assumed the Time Lord knew what he was doing. Although, the last time he assumed that, he'd almost lost Amy to the school of Saturnyne Vampires in Venice.

Amy. He was surprised to find out that thinking about her hurt less than it used to. It still hurt, just not as much as before. Yeah, she left him, with no explanation, nothing but a note on a pillow, but with all the time he'd been spending with the Doctor, he been thinking less about Amy and more about the Time Lord. He was still mad with Amy, but he allowed a small smile to creep across his lips, relieved that he seemed to be getting over Amy.

The Doctor stopped for a moment to glance over to Rory, and saw him staring into space, yet again, but with a smile on his face this time. He stood up straight and stared at him, thinking it might be enough to get the human's attention, but he gained no response. He wandered over to the human and stood in front of him. He waved his hand in front of Rory's face, but still, nothing. "Rory?" he said softly, causing the human to snap out of his day dream and lock eyes with the Time Lord. Rory blushed again, and let out an awkward chuckle.

"Sorry." he said, rubbing the back of his neck. The Doctor stood next to him, narrowing his eyes at the human.

"Are you okay?"

"I'm fine, Doctor, I was just thinking about..." he started, pausing in uncertainty.

"About?" the Doctor pushed further.

"Amy." he said, turning his head to look at the Doctor, giving him a blank expression. The Time Lord stood up straight and stepped towards Rory, taking the man in a soft embrace. Rory was a bit bewildered by the Doctor's response, but after a second, laughed. The Doctor was confused by the response and stepped back slightly, giving Rory a strange look. "I'm fine, Doctor. Really, I am."

"But you were thinking? About Amy?" the Doctor said, half expecting the man to become depressed again.

"I was thinking about how I think I'm starting to... get over her." Rory said, with a shrug of his shoulders.

"Really? That... that's great, Rory, I'm proud of you." he said, giving the human a congratulatory pat on the back.

"Thanks, Doctor." Rory smiled. "That's not all, though."

"Well, Rory, the human mind is an intricate and complex thing; it wouldn't surprise me if you thin-"

"I was thinking about last night." Rory said, cutting the Doctor off mid-sentence. The Doctor's eyes met Rory's, but only for a second before the Time Lord looked away.

"Ah." he said quietly, wondering how he could tackle the subject. "Last night." He hoped the longer he could draw this out, the better answer he could deliver.

"Tell me what happened?" Rory asked, trying to get the Doctor to look at him again. "I can remember leaving the TARDIS, and those drinks that make you float, but everything else is a bit fuzzy." the human explained. "I want to know what happened."

"Well, uh, you see..." The Doctor started, wondering how he could go on, thinking quietly for a moment.

"I didn't make an idiot out of myself, did I?" Rory asked, interrupting the Doctor's thoughts.

"No, no, nothing like that, nothing at all." The Doctor said quickly.

"It wouldn't be the first time. I'm always mucking things up." he said, sighing quietly. The Doctor looked back at Rory and stood in front of him, his hands on the human's shoulders.

"Rory, do you have any idea of how many times you've helped me? Without you and your phone, I wouldn't have been able to deal with Atraxi, and the Earth would've been vaporised." Rory looked up, locking eyes with the Doctor. "Without you, I wouldn't have been able to restart the Universe." the Doctor said, a small smile crossing his face as he recounted past adventures, and started to walk around the central column of the TARDIS. "If you hadn't been around, we couldn't have stopped the Silence. Without your help, we wouldn't have been able to get Amy back from Kovarian."

The Doctor stopped in front of Rory and looked solemnly at him. "You took a bullet for me. You shouldn't have, but you did. And you... you died, Rory. You died for me, and no one should have to do that. I protect you, not the other way around." The two just looked at each other for a moment, no words exchanged, just glances. The Doctor threw caution to the wind and leant in, pressing his lips to Rory's gently. The human's eyes widened in surprise at the kiss, but before he even knew what he was doing, he was moving his lips against the Doctor's. The Doctor's arms slipped around Rory's waist, whilst the human lifted his hands to hold the Doctor's shoulders.

The kiss quickly became heated and passionate, the Doctor pressing his body against the human's. A moment later, knowing he would have to be the one to finish it, the Doctor pulled away, leaving both of them breathing heavily. "That's what happened last night." The Doctor said quietly, looking into Rory's eyes. Now that he thought about it, Rory was beginning to remember what happened the night before, blushing as he remembered jumping the Doctor, so he quickly looked down at the floor.

"I... I'm so sorry, Doctor, I can't believe I did that, I just-" The Doctor smiled softly and moved his hands to Rory's face, making the human look at him.

"Its okay, Rory. You were upset, you needed someone, I was there, I understand." he said softly, hoping to reassure him. Rory still looked down heartened, but the Doctor wasn't sure what else he could do. So he did the only thing he could think of, and kissed him again. Nothing passion-filled and fierce, just a simple, loving kiss. "Rory, I-" he started, getting cut off by a knocking sound.

The two kept looking at each other, having not noticed it when the knocking came again, louder this time, and the Doctor looked towards the door. "I think we have a guest." the Doctor said with an adventurous smile before heading for the door. Rory pulled himself together and stayed by the console, standing where he could see who was outside. The person knocked again, more sharply and impatient than before. "I'm coming, calm down!" called the Doctor as he reached the door, pulling it open to the visitor.

"Hello, boys." said the oh-so familiar voice. Rory's heart skipped a beat, and his stomach started doing flips when he saw her. Her fiery hair, her striking brown eyes, her pale complexion. He wasn't sure if he was dreaming or not, but she was definitely there. Amy. She was here, not far away from him. His heart started to speed up, and his breathing uneven. His chest felt tight, and he wanted to get far away. But before he knew it, he had blacked out and crashed into the floor.

Well, that was it. Another chapter gone. One that I hope isn't terribly... terrible.

It might take me a while to come up with chapter 7, so please, be patient with me. It's almost summer, and I will have plenty of time then to get some more work done on this story.

Anyway, thanks for reading, and as always, reviews are greatly appreciated.