Over in their little house in England, Rory had come home to find Amy sat at the table with Sorry in front of her. Sorry was set up for two players and yet Amy was alone.
"That's a little juvenile. You've been playing go fish and cheat all week!" Rory said as he hung up his jacket.
"I've been playing card games with river all week," Amy said.
"I know!"
"I'm not today."
"I can see that!"
"No no I mean not with river!"
The bathroom door clicked shut and there was a creak on the wobbly floorboards of the landing.
"Who's here then?" Rory whispered. He hoped it was the doctor but from the look on Amy's face it obviously wasn't.
"I'm Castiel. Angel of the lord!" Cas said making Rory jump. Rory hadn't heard Cas actually enter the room. The sudden introduction caught him off guard. Amy laughed.
"I'm sorry I didn't mean to startle you," Cas said.
"O-o-Kay. What are- what are you doing here?" Rory asked.
"Castiel is Dean's angel Rory!" Amy said.
"No I'm not. Humans do not have angel ownership!" Cas corrected.
"Oh, sorry!" Amy pulled a face at Rory. Rory was having a hard time wrapping his head around this. "You're with the Winchesters?"
"No," Cas said at the exact time that Amy said
"Yes."
Rory looked between them uncertainly. "Right." He said. That's when the phone rang. Neither Amy nor the angel moved. Rory waited for the fourth ring because he knew if it was the Winchester boys Amy would rather be the one to talk to them. Hesitantly, he backed towards the phone.
Still the others continued their staring competition. They both looked quizzical. Rory guessed that Cas was wondering why she was staring and Amy had seen it as a challenge. To be honest it was a little distracting.
In actual fact Cas was listening to Sam praying. He had just not blinked as he did so. Amy was waiting for him to blink. Then Amy decided she had been staring too long to give up now. Besides it was good practise in case she ever ran into another weeping angel.
When Rory said Sam's name, Cas's gaze flicked onto him. He shook his head warningly as to tell him not to mention Cas's presence there. Rory took a minuet to try and figure the meaning with meant he was only half listening to Sam.
Rory was certain Sam was suspicious. How could he not be? Still he chose to be optimistic.
"Well that went well!" he said.
"Why are you here Castiel?" Amy asked.
"Cas." Cas corrected
"Pardon?" Rory asked
"Sam and dean calls me Cas."
"Oh. Why are you here, Cas?" Amy corrected
"Because despite everything I feel I must lend a hand to their mission to find this… doctor!"
"Despite what?" Amy asked.
"Amy don't be nosey!" Rory said.
"Hey! I'm not I'm merely curious! Despite of what?!" Amy repeated.
"That is not of import. I will be back regularly to check your information and see what I can add."
"Cas wait-"Rory began but it was too late and Cas was gone. Rory ran to look out of the window but he couldn't see anyone. He was about to let the curtain fall back into place when he thought he saw something.
Then he decided it couldn't possibly be that and let it fall.
"He's gone!" Rory said.
"What do you think happened between him and dean?" Amy asked.
"It's none of our business Amy!" Rory said.
"Corse. You're right. Sorry. I'll go back to looking for the doctor in the history books!" Amy said.
Rory took his usual precision in front of the TV with a history book in his hand for the ad breaks. There was nothing on but a documentary about things found in the Nile. First they found a jewel that resembled the doctor's sonic. It dated back to before king Tutankhamun. Amy pressed a pin into a map. After another two documentaries about Pompeii and the towns around (where they found a house god that resembled the TARDIS) And The beetles (which contained a picture of a man that resembled the doctor, and another that seemed to have a weeping angel in the corner) it went quiet.
Amy was coming up empty continuously and was getting bored. She drummed her pen on the table.
"So do you think Dean and the angel-" Amy began.
"No!" Rory said on reflex.
"Right!" she said and went back to quiet. Then she got up and bounced onto the sofa beside Rory. She was quiet again.
"Do you think the angel will turn up again?" she asked.
"Probably!" he shrugged.
"D'you think dean will-"
"Tell you anything personal? No."
"Right." She went quiet again. Then she took a sharp breath to talk again but Rory beat her to it.
"I'm not getting into someone else's arguments Amy!" he said.
"Sorry!" she said. Then she sighed and slumped down in the sofa. There was a pause and then, "I bet it was a lovers spat!"
Rory lept to his feet. "Right that's it off to bed now!"
"What?!" Amy said in protest.
"You always start trying to butt into fights when you're tired!"
"No I do not!"
"Yes, you do! Now off to bed!"
"But-"
"No buts!"
"Rory!"
"Get going!" Rory said pushing her towards the exit.
"Fine!" she sighed and stopped protesting. She stormed off to go to bed. Rory went to close the curtains. Again he thought he saw something. He put it from his mind and went to bed.