After Amy and Rory brought Melody home The Doctor gave them a cot as a gift. It was handcrafted and made of wood with blue bedding. A mobile with golden stars hung above it.

"Where did you get a cot?" Amy asked. "Doctor, did you ever have children?"

"No." The Doctor looked a little sad as he answered.

"But it's old, very old" Amy said. "Who slept in here?" Amy looked as The Doctor kept silent. "Doctor, it's our baby. Tell us something; one little thing."

"It's mine" The Doctor half smiled.

"What is?" Rory's face grew worried.

"The cot. It's my cot. I slept in there" The Doctor's words made Rory sigh with relief. Deep down he'd been worried about Amy and The Doctor spending far too much time together after the wedding. He was jealous of how close Amy's friendship with The Doctor had grown even after their marriage. People have said Rory's kindness was his biggest weakness but Rory knew his real weakness was his insecurity.

All was well for the first month with baby Melody until Amy noticed something wrong with her child. "Rory!" She screamed. Rory came running downstairs to find Amy crying as she held her baby. "She's not real." She cried. "They took our baby away"

Rory's heart sank to his stomach. She was losing grip again. Rory called The Doctor for help but when he came Amy refused to listen to him. She blamed him for the loss of her child but Dr. Smith figured Melody would be safer with her grandparents for the time being. Amy only allowed Rory to come into her room. He persuaded Amy to allow Dr. Song to speak to her.

"The Doctor will care for your daughter, whatever it takes. And I know that." River took Amy's hand in hers and handed Amy a green silk cloth with her daughter's name embroidered on it in gold. "Your daughter will come back to you" She smiled.

That night while Rory was working the night shift at a new nursing job in Leadworth Hospital; Amy got a visit from an old friend.

"Hello, Amy" A tall young woman with black curls and a leather jacket rested against Amy's bedroom doorway with her arms crossed.

"Melody?" Amy was astonished as an excited smile came over her face. "Where were you?"

"I would have come sooner but... I don't do weddings" Melody walked up to her and sat on the bed next to Amy.

"We were roommates at school and then you disappeared. Why did you leave me?" Amy looked confused and a little bit sad.

"You named your daughter after me" Melody smiled.

"You were my friend." Amy smiled.

"Amy?" Dr. Song's voice came from downstairs. "Just checking in, Sweetie."

"Ok sure" Amy looked over to see Melody had disappeared again.

"How are you, Darling?" River Song leaned against her doorway with her arms crossed just as Melody had done.

"Umm, I'm fine." Amy wasn't about to tell River anything.

"You look well" River smiled.

"Yeah, I'm doing well" Amy did her best to act like she was supposed to.

"Come down to the kitchen and we'll talk over a cup of tea. What do you say?" Dr. Song's blonde curls shook as she tilted her head.

"Sounds good." Amy followed her down to the kitchen.

They carried on with idle chit chat about the weather and other sorts of average topics until they hit a silent point and simply sipped the last of their tea. Amy broke the silence.

"I know everyone thinks I'm not good." Amy looked down into her teacup as she spoke. "For a while there I even fooled myself into believing I could be normal. We had a good run, didn't we?" Amy slowly swirled her teacup in her hands.

"Don't give up so easy" River extended her hand across the table and held Amy's hand. "I've been watching you grow up since you were 8 years old and in the 14 years I've known you I know that you are more than this. You're more than your monsters, Amy."

They shared a big hug before Dr. Song walked out to her car. Amy turned off the lights to get ready for bed but she peeked through her blinds to watch River leave. She saw The Doctor get out of her car. Dr. Song kissed him passionately on the lips. Amy was shocked by the revelation and even after all this time she was vaguely jealous.

"You never told me he was hot" Melody appeared behind Amy making her jump back. "How old is he, 40?"

"Yeah" Amy answered her.

"I still would" Melody winked. "Wouldn't you?"

"I chose Rory" Amy started feeling the need to defend herself. "Leave me alone!"

"Amy?" Rory's worried voice came from downstairs. Amelia ran down the stairs to meet him and greeted him with a big hug.

"I'm so glad you're home" Amy squeezed him tight.

"I thought I heard you yelling." Rory took her face in his hands and gently caressed her cheek. "Is everything alright?"

"Yeah, everything's fine." Amy smiled. She never saw her old friend Melody again but her real Melody was never far and they visited her at her grandparent's house whenever possible. After a year of battling for approval; Amelia was deemed fit to care for Melody on her own. And a few days after Melody's second birthday; they got news that a second child was on the way. The family was over the moon with excitement.

"I think it's a boy" Amy smiled. She painted a large cupboard a deep cerulean blue for the child's room. But then it started; the sharp pains in her stomach only 4 months in. She'd hardly started showing. The doctor at the hospital said she could never have children again.

It was a few months after her loss that Amy found herself in George's room tucking him in goodnight. She kept a blue night light on for him. The poor boy was afraid of everything. He put all the things he didn't like in the blue cupboard Amy had made for him.