The beat of a time lords heart comes in fours. A double chapter post today, because you guys are so wonderful ^3^ I wonder what's going to happen?

Guest 9/22/12 . chapter 7

Poor frustrated Rory. I don't know how much longer I can stand 'just kissing' either :P I wonder why the doctor is so afraid of doing more than kiss. Is it just because he's not confident of himself in that area or is there some deeper reason?

Only time can tell! - Me

Amy shifted to the console as she found her Doctor fiddling with things absently. Rory was asleep in their room and must have had a rough day because he seemed exhausted. She shuffled nudging the other with her hip."Hey you." She commented and he glanced at her."Do you know whats wrong with Rory? He's been complaining about headaches."

"I don't know everything Pond." Eleven commented nudging her back and flipping a switch. He glanced at the blank screen for a moment and sighed deeply."Um Amy…this is going to be a strange question."

"Doctor when are you questions ever not strange?" Amelia giggled shifting to sit on the console. Eleven shifted putting hands on either side of her thighs looking at her seriously. "oh…it's one of those serious questions isn't it?" She bit her lip, his face always got close and he always invaded personal space when it was important.

He hesitated for a moment and then sighed."Does Rory have a silver watch?" He asked lightly and Amy gave him a very odd look wondering what he was getting at.

"Um, no, not any I have heard him mention anyway." Her eyebrows furrowed a bit."Why do you ask?"

Eleven shook his head back and forth and pulled away from Amy moving to work on the Tardis again."Just, a question." He felt her eyes burrow into him but he ignored it, he must have just been imagining things, he was letting all this traveling get to him. His hand stopped on a lever when Pond spoke again.

"Doctor is there something wrong with Rory?" She got close leaning toward his face and he turned his head looking at her, his eyes scanning her face. He didn't know if there was anything wrong with him, he wasn't sure if he wanted to know if there was anything wrong with him.

"I'll do a medical examination then if it makes you feel better." The Time Lord finally said and that seemed to satisfy the ginger as she hopped off the console prowling around it checking out bobbles she still seemed to miss even though she'd been on the ship forever. She seemed to know less then Rory did, he knew how to fly the Tardis now practically. Eleven frowned deeply and shook his head taking out his sonic absently playing with it as he thought about what could be going on. There wasn't any possible way that Rory was who the Doctor thought he might be. It didn't make any sense. His eyes closed as he considered the possibilities. Wasn't impressed when he first came in…so many reasons, his eyes opened as he heard a groan and Rory came down the steps holding his head and wincing.

Amy motioned at him and shook her head. The Time lord sighed and moved to the male and pulled him close, which made Rory have a mild confused panic attack inside seeing as Amy was sitting right there but relaxed as the Doctor seemed to be examining his head. He squinted as the sonic screw drivers light came on and it started that annoying sound. "oi..that hurts." Rory complained and then flailed his arms a little as the Doctor shifted putting his forehead against the others and closing his eyes.

Amy giggled as Rory's face turned red. So easily embarrassed, she wondered how he even dealt with the doctors personal space issues. She stopped giggling though as the Doctor pulled back catching his short but somewhat horrified expression but it was quickly covered up.

"just a migraine, nothing some aspirin won't solve." Eleven commented putting his screwdriver back in his jacket and moved to get some medicine for the nurse handing it to him absently. They exchanged a glance but the Roman stepped back dry popping a few of the aspirin and moved to sit on a chair.

"Well both of you are boring." Amy threw her hands up and moved for the steps. "I am going to the swimming pool." She headed into a corridor disappearing. Eleven breathed out and Rory shifted in his chair.

"….Doctor is there something wrong with me?" Rory questioned hoping the man would tell him the truth.

A lever flip, a button push, a knob turn."I don't know Rory." The Time Lord shifted against the console putting his hands down bending his face away from the other. Silence fell on the two and Rory sighed moving to the other and wrapped his arms around his waist.

"Why are you being all gloomy? You're never gloomy." Rory asked softly and the other shifted in his arms turning to look at him. He noticed the very small hint of what looked like tears and he frowned even deeper. Something was very wrong and the Doctor was refusing to tell him what it was. "Alright whatever it is your …it's upsetting you." The Roman complained kissing the other just a little."If it's important you can figure it out later." He commanded softly and shifted pushing the other to sit on the console his legs almost dangling to the floor.

"Alright Rory." The Doctor agreed lightly and shifted looking off before kissing the other absently though in his mind to many things were going on at once. He still wasn't sure if he was right, but there was too much evidence now, and he was scared to know what it meant. He was afraid to find out if everything was a lie. He chose to think about it later. His arms snaked around the others neck humming softly into the kiss parting his lips in invitation. He could be happy with this for now.

Amy shook her head still in the corridor watching the two practically sucking each other's faces off."..morons…they could have just told me." She rolled her eyes. She practically didn't even care they were snogging each other. She was more upset they hadn't invited her. Pond moved for the pool, her original destination laughing softly. I like him, a lot. You sure do Doctor, you sure do.

After about half an hour of tugging at clothes and swollen lips Rory had finally let the Doctor get back to his work and did his best to help him without getting in the way. However the aspirin finally wore off and he was sitting in the chair again his eyes closed as he winced every so often. The Doctor watched him sleep, well, not him, mostly his fingers; they were tapping as he slept. In a rapid succession of four. Elven sighed softly trying to ignore the continuous stream of finger tapping. He wouldn't and couldn't believe that Rory was that man. He couldn't possibly be. He leaned on the console. It would explain so much though. Too much in fact. Why didn't he have a door? Because he fears nothing, no, even I fear something….

Too much to think about at once, even for him and Rory had asked him not to worry. Amy came back finally a towel wrapped around her and shifted hopping onto the console. She stared at him intensely and he turned blinking."What?" He questioned and she leaned closer making him tense a bit.

"Your lips are really swollen." He never makes my lips swell. She saw the man hesitate squirming a little. He had no real good excuse to have swollen lips. So would he tell the truth or find a clever way of avoiding the question altogether.

"I uh…I fell." He chuckled shrugging. "Tripped, over one of the bobbles on the floor." So he is willing to lie for Rory, the Doctor does always lie after all.

"You should really be more careful.' She mused pulling away from him and glancing at Rory. His lips were pretty swollen too. These two were pretty rough with one another. Made her jealous slightly. What did the Doctor have that she didn't? What did the Doctor, wait, he had a lot of things, no argument there.

"Yea…..I know." He commented after a long moment and flipped a switch.