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This is a different view of 'Amy's Choice'. This is how I would've done it, if I owned 'Doctor Who' that is.


Title: You're My Life

Prompt 096: Frozen

Amy was so cold as she laid on the floor, her body had long given up on shivering. Rory was on her left, and the Doctor was to her right facing her. Trying to reassure her he grinned lopsidedly. She hoped they would fall asleep soon, there may be aliens possessing little old ladies, but it was warmer there. At the same time she was worried that they might die for real if they feel asleep. She hoped that this wasn't the dream, she didn't want that life with Rory.

This was her life right her in front of her.