"When I was a little girl I got lost in the moors. I'd wandered off from the picnic" Jennifer was holding a picture of a young girl. "I remember how sore my toes got in my red welly boots" She had her back turned as she spoke but she knew Rory was standing behind her listening. "But I imagine another girl just like me in red wellies ... and she was Jennifer too. Except she was a strong Jennifer, a tough Jennifer. She'd lead me home" Jennifer looked up at the mirror in front of her.

She saw her reflection and it was Jennifer's but it also wasn't. Something was off. She saw a shell of Jennifer but she wanted so much to be the real Jennifer. She was a copy, an almost exact replica. Rory had tried to explain the idea of depersonalization to her before but even so Jennifer was having a hard time finding herself.

"I noticed your eyes right off." Jennifer smiled catching Rory's reflection standing behind her in the mirror.

"Did you?" Rory slowly walked up to her and faced her.

"Nice eyes, Kind" Jennifer took his hand in hers.

"Where's the real Jennifer?" Rory asked tentatively knowing full well the question could spark an outburst. And it did.

"I'm the real Jennifer" Jennifer stood from the edge of her bed where she'd been sitting. "I'm not a monster. I am me." Tears started to fall. "Me! Me! Me!" Jennifer beat her chest as she spoke causing Rory to grab hold of her arms for fear she could harm herself.

Jennifer looked up at him and relaxed her fists allowing him to let her go. "Why did they do this to us?" She gently rested her head on Rory's chest. "Help me, Rory"

Rory put his arms around her and comforted her until she calmed down. He was only being kind; it's like Jennifer had said. There was a kindness in him and she could see that and she clung to it. She saw him as her safety net. There had once been another Jennifer who was stronger than this one like the one in her story. But she died along with a decade's worth of painful memories. Jennifer's father paid for his crimes but a jail sentence is a small victory in comparison to the damage he'd left in his wake.

Jennifer would sometimes pretend she needed help with something just so Rory could help. She'd pretend she was too weak to open something or she'd act like a child and ask innocent questions with a sweet and juvenile ignorance. "What's that on your finger?" She smiled.

"Oh, that's my wedding ring" Rory smiled back.

"Amy's a lucky girl." Jennifer cooed.

"Yeah, she is" Rory rolled his eyes smiling playfully. Rory talked about Amy a lot. Jennifer knew about her pregnancy and how she suffered from hallucinations and at some point he'd let slip where it was that they lived. It was all completely innocent conversations and nothing anyone would have thought twice about. Jennifer was harmless really.

Jennifer was given the all clear and released from the facility after 6 weeks of treatment. Rory had been working late the last few nights and didn't leave Pandorica until 1am. As he pulled his car up to the house he saw a figure at the door. "How's there?" Rory asked as he slowly approached knowing the shadow was too short to be Amy or The Doctor.

The smell of gasoline suddenly hit him as Jennifer emerged from the shadows followed by smoke.

"What have you done?" Rory started running for the door but fire began to rise. "Amy! Amy!" Rory yelled as the flames got higher.

"Rory!" Jennifer moved him back to a safer distance.

"Why are you doing this?" Rory pushed her away.

"I thought you were on my side. We don't need them!" Jennifer tried to stop him and took his keys so he couldn't open the door. But she didn't get a hold of his phone. He tried to call the house but got no answer so he called the fire station.

"Jennifer, I wanted to help you." Rory yelled at her; his eyes filled with disappointment.

Dr. Smith pushed the front door open followed by Amy as the firefighters wrapped them in blankets. The police cuffed Jennifer and took her away. She'd misunderstood Rory's kindness and Rory felt somewhat at fault.

Suddenly Amy started wincing in pain. "What's happening, Doctor?" Amy looked up at him.

"She's having contractions" The Doctor looked up at Rory who quickly got the ambulance arriving at the scene to give them a ride.

Amy was trying to breath as Rory had instructed but she started panicking and screaming. She had to be somewhat sedated at the hospital to calm her down but she had to be awake enough to push and give birth.

Melody Pond Williams was born but her and Amy needed some supervision. It was advised that mom and baby stay at the hospital a few days just to monitor them. After three days stuck in the hospital Amy began to feel as if she'd been held captive and they wouldn't let her see her child. Until Rory finally walked in with Melody in his arms wrapped in a soft white baby blanket.

"What have they done to her?" Amy ran to him.

"She's fine. I checked. She's beautiful." Rory smiled as Amy took Melody's hand and kissed her forehead. He felt tears welling up and he tried to hold them in unsuccessfully. "Oh, God I was going to be cool. I wanted to be cool but look at me." Tears streamed down Rory's face.

Amelia laughed for the first time in days and felt such an overwhelming relief come over her. Everything was going to be ok. She knew her baby would always be safe with Rory around. "Come here you." Amy planted a passionate kiss of Rory's lips in a rather romantic display until The Doctor walked in on them.

"Oh, kissing and crying...I'll..be back in a bit" Dr. Smith slowly backed away from the door.

"Oy! You get in here now" Rory invited The Doctor to meet the baby. "My daughter. What do you think?" Rory displayed her like a very proud father.

"Hello...baby" The Doctor shook the baby's hand.

"Melody." Amy informed him.

"Melody Pond!" The Doctor shook the baby's hand again.

"Williams" Rory felt the need to add giving Dr. Smith a disapproving look.