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The Doctor was so bad with . .He hardly understood the concept. He had no idea what it was really like to live outside the Tardis, and watch the world spin by at a slow agonizing pace. Williams however had that unfortunate luxury. It had been a week, sense the Doctor had fled. Amy was fine with it, said she had more time to just breathe, but Rory, wasn't. Instead he'd spend half his time working, and half his time waiting for that beautiful sound of a Tardis breaking the laws of physics. The sound never came. The two thousand year old Roman was tired of waiting. He didn't think he could wait months on end like Amy could and did. Not for him, not for the Doctor. This was different. This man made his usually boring life, livable. Though maybe that was the point. The Doctor wanted him to live. Safely. Stupid man.

It didn't matter if they were with him or not, they weren't truly safe. William's knew reality wasn't that kind. It was never that kind. It was the same reality that caused an old man to look young and perfect and never to die and watch his loved ones perish. He's running from the sadness. Rory knew that, Rory knew the doctor was just running from the loneliness he'd eventually experience when Rory or Amy or both of them finally died or grew much too old to go adventuring.

The roman didn't want to be left to live a normal life though. He couldn't imagine just, living, he needed more than just toast and jam every day for breakfast. He needed to feel alive, two thousand years of terrible things, things he'd never discuss. He was more like the Doctor then anyone now. Two thousand years of history running through is head. He'd killed people. He'd watched children perish. All to protect the pandorica. All to protect Amy.

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Eleven was not doing much better. Without his human companions, he was but a shell. He wanted nothing more than to order the Tardis to pick Rory and Amy Pond back up. Mostly Rory, so he could apologize for being so foolish. He was running, he had sworn he'd never run again, but here he was, running faster then he'd ever run. All because he was in love, again.

The Time Lord felt his two heats thump loudly. Love? . He'd loved plenty of his companions, they were all wonderful. There was only a select few though, that he had legitimately wished he could spend his entire existence with, steal them away and show them every part of the wonderful scary universe. None of which he could do that with because they'd all grow old while he stayed young. He'd thought plenty of times of letting himself die once they left him because of age though every time his mind told him the world would always need the mad Doctor and his big blue box. Could he really sacrifice the future for someone? Of course. He was extremely selfish after all. The Time lord shifted flicking dials on the control panel his hand lingering on the spot Rory had placed his over it. He shook his head and moved to go to the engine area under the main hub and stopped as the memories flooded is mind of Rory again, he'd kissed the Roman, and not hesitantly either. He grumbled fixing his bow tie and turned around to sit on the floor just under the console closing his eyes. He didn't know what to do, where to go, who to save. He was trying to keep the Ponds alive. Eleven was trying to keep Rory alive.

After what would seem like forever to anyone else the Doctor shifted up and flicked a few dials and the Tardis went whirling into the vortex. Maybe Rory had come to his senses by now, maybe he didn't think so highly of him sense he'd shoved him into the street and left him there.

Rory had been asleep for a good hour when a sound reached his subconscious. At first he thought he was dreaming it, but as soon as he felt the vibrations his eyes popped open and he was out of the chair almost flying over the coffee table in the process. He was out the door and .Eleven and the Roman went tumbled into the side walk. The Time Lord groaned that the Roman was heavy and flailed.

"Rory get off of me your crushing my hearts." Rory shifted sitting up fixing his hair as he was partically sitting on the poor skinny man.

"You came back.' He mumbled and the Doctor stared at him then from the ground and sighed fixing his tie

"of course I came back, I always come back."

"For me?" Rory pushed further as he rolled off the other and helped him up brushing him off absently. There seemed to be a silence in the air a moment and then the Doctor finally nodded very slowly and looked off.

"Yes Williams I came to fetch you, you're supposed to keep me out of trouble after all." Eleven turned heading back for the main street parked Tardis and Rory shifted after him. He was clearly speechless all the sudden, the Doctor had come back for him, back,for,him.

As soon as they were in the Tardis Rory closed the door scuffled up to the Doctor as he turned around and pulled him by his suspenders into a stark kiss. This time the Doctor didn't even midly try to push the other back his hands just wrapped around the Roman's wrist and held them softly as he returned the greeting only pulling back when he heard the Tardis door open and he scrambled/fell to the console.

"Oi was no one going to tell me that the raggedy man was back?" Amy announced as she closed the door hopping up the steps noticing Rory seemed happier then he usually did sense the Doctor had left a week ago. She figured he'd missed the traveling, but somewhere she knew he'd missed the Doctor. more. She was growing out of her imaginary friend, but it seemed like Rory would never tire of the strange man.

The Doctor coughed fixing his suspenders absently and smacked a lever the Tardis taking off."Well Amelia Pond where would you like to go?" he's falling into the act of her imaginary friend. Rory though instantly as the man gave him a quick glance but directed all his attention to Amy. He's going to keep it from her. What did this mean? Did this mean they were something? Was this Rory's affair with the mad man in the box, he was quite confused now. Did the Doctor want to be something more than just secret kisses under the console? All while hiding the truth of their affair from Amy.

How hard would it be to maintain normalcy. How hard would it be for Rory to balance between the girl who waited, and her raggedy man? He had a choice, now it was him, not Amy, he was choosing between the Doctor and the normal life he should be living. Now he didn't blame her for having such a hard time with the Dreamlord, now he finally understood. It wasn't just the Doctor, it was everything, as soon as you tried to live both, they would counter attack one another. You can't live normally, when the Doctor is at your door. So, which one was Rory going to choose?

Suspenders and Bowties and bending space and time or Toast and Jam for breakfast.