Amy lived a relatively stable 2 years in Leadworth with Rory and even managed to make some friends at school. Now at 17 she hadn't seen The Doctor for some time. She was seeing a new therapist. Amy called him The Dream Lord since she came to him on a monthly basis to discuss her recurring dreams.

Amelia kept having two different dreams over and over. In her first dream she was falling into a cold star and slowly dying while in the second dream she was content in Leadworth, married to Rory and very pregnant.

"But which dream is real?" Amelia asked. "Am I slowly freezing to death or am I happily married and expecting my first child with my best friend?"

"Choose which one you like best" The Dream Lord suggested.

"Well, you obviously like the one where we're married more, right?" Rory answered when Amy told him about her dreams.

"Yeah, I guess so" Amy smiled.

Everything seemed fine until she woke up crying hysterically. Rory had been killed in her Leadworth dream. She ran out of bed and grabbed the keys to her Aunt's car. She drove as fast as she could. "This is the dream. This isn't real because Rory's not here." She cried. If she crashed the car in her dream then maybe she would wake up and Rory wouldn't be dead. She drove head first into a wall and everything went black.

It was so cold. She was freezing and slowly falling into a cold star. She was dying but Rory was beside her holding her hand.

"Do you have any idea what triggered it?" Rory's eyes filled with water as he held Amy's hand. She was lying unresponsive in a hospital bed plugged into the machinery keeping her alive. "It doesn't make sense. It's been years since she's had an episode. I thought she was finally ok."

"I don't think she'll ever be ok, Rory" Aunt Sharon sat with her hand holding up her head as she sat in an armchair on the other side of the room. "She nearly killed someone." Sharon was close to tears. "She was inches away from a child's crib when she ran my car into that house. She almost killed a child." The tears finally started coming down. "When she wakes up she's going away, Rory. I can't deal with this anymore. Amelia's not well. She's insane; criminally insane."

"She's not a criminal!" Rory stood up defiantly.

"She's committed grand theft and nearly committed a negligent homicide. I will not set her loose on the world and let her kill someone." Sharon stood up to match Rory's defiance with her own. He'd grown taller than her in the last few years.

"I won't let you do this. Wherever you lock her away I'll find her and I'll bring her home. Just watch me!" Rory stormed out of the room nudging Aunt Sharon with his shoulder as he walked past her on his way out.

Amy awoke from her slumber and found herself is a sterile white room. "What are you in for?" A young woman with dark skin and bright green eyes smiled at Amy quite mischievously.

"I ...don't know" Amy couldn't remember.

"Nice" She laughed. "My name's Alaya and you're my prisoner." She smiled as she slowly stood up from the bed where she'd been sitting beside Amy. "We've been performing experiments on you."

Amy pulled the sheet of her bed closer to her. Amy looked around confused. This was her 5th day at the asylum and she woke up the same way every time with no recollection of her accidental suicide attempt. Alaya took this to her advantage. Alaya had killed the man who killed her little sister and claimed some post traumatic stress to get her into a mental health asylum as opposed to maximum security. But Alaya wasn't like Amy; she knew she'd killed a man and she had enjoyed every minute she spent watching him die. She was a sadist; pure and simple.

"Where's Rory?" Amy asked with eyes close to tears.

"Rory's dead." Alaya smiled. "I killed him"

Alaya watched Amy cry and smiled. She'd taken great pleasure in making Amy cry for the last couple of days. The last few days Amy had cried at the news of Rory's death and curled herself up in bed spending the rest of the day completely catatonic. The doctors and other patients assumed it to be 'normal' for Amy to walk like an unresponsive zombie since they were in fact at a mental health asylum so it wasn't out of the question to act this way. They assumed it had to do with her suicide attempt.

But Alaya's bullying backfired on the 5th day when Amy didn't react with silent defeat but instead fought back.

"I'll kill you!" Amy screamed as she jumped out of the bed and started clawing at Alaya's face. Security rushed into their cell and quickly pulled them apart. Amy was deemed unfit to handle a roommate and moved into a solitary confinement room until she could prove herself capable of interacting with other patients.

When Rory got word that Amy couldn't have visitors because she'd been moved to solitary he was livid. He knew it wasn't right and quickly called Dr. Smith knowing he'd be willing and able to help. Amy's Dream Lord was nowhere in sight.

"We have to find out what really happened." Rory explained. "They won't let me see her but you're her therapist so they have to let you in."

"I haven't been her therapist for years now but I'll see what I can do. You know I'd do anything for Amy" The Doctor smiled.

"I know" Rory looked at the ground as he smiled back. Rory was worried about Amy's feelings for The Doctor and vise versa but he wasn't going to let his petty insecurities get in the way of doing whatever it took to save Amy from that prison.

After days in solitary, Amelia is finally let out to speak with her therapist. "Hello, Amy" The Doctor smiled.

"I knew if anyone had the power to save me it'd be you, Doctor!" Amelia beamed.