"George thinks you love Melody more and it hurts him that you don't accept him as your own." Amy got angry at Rory for how he avoided George at all costs.

"No, Amy! He's not real!" Rory was losing his patience. He could deal with imaginary friends and make believe monsters but he couldn't deal with this. "We have no son, Amy!" Rory grabbed Amy's shoulders. "I can't watch you talk to our dead son like he still exists, Amy. It hurts too much. I can't..." Rory released his grip on Amy's shoulders as he heard Melody crying upstairs. "I have to go." Rory wiped the tears that were beginning to fall down from his face. "If you need me I'll be upstairs taking care of our real daughter."

Amy was devastated as she paced frantically around the living room. She'd done it again and she hated herself for it. She silently cried a little and hid her screams in a pillow before going back upstairs to her bedroom. She passed by George's room and he wasn't there anymore. Amy promised herself she'd give the things in his room away to the shelter as soon as possible. She had to start letting go of the things holding her back.

"Rory?" Amy sounded uncharacteristically shy as she peeked through the bedroom door.

"Yeah?" Rory was stepping out of the bathroom as he spoke with his back turned to Amy. He tousled his damp hair in a towel.

"I love you" Amy said as she walked in.

Rory turned around and smiled back at her. Amy didn't say those words often so he loved it when she did all the more. "Amy, I'm sorry I got angry at you. I shouldn't have lost my temper." He walked up to her and took her hand in his. "You're so beautiful" Rory ran his hand softly down Amy's face. "You going to call that modeling agency back? I truly think you'd be a natural for the job"

Amy had been stopped on the street several times not only because of her rising fame as a writer but for her stunning looks. She was statuesque with long red hair and ivory skin. She'd run into a talent scout by happenstance while shopping and she blew him away with her beauty and her wit. "You really think I could do it?!" Amy's big green eyes widened with excitement.

Rory laughed. "You kidding me? You know how many times I've been stopped and asked how a guy like me landed a supermodel?" Rory was serious. He'd gotten that question many times. In all their years together there was always someone ready to point out how far out of his league Amy was.

Amelia Pond became an official model for the agency and she quickly started gaining even more popularity as she booked gigs left and right. It filled Rory with a mixture of pride and unease. He was so proud to see Amy doing so well after everything they'd gone through but so insecure in their relationship that he started listening in on her sessions with Dr. Smith when he visited their home.

"I've been getting a lot of fan mail lately. A lot of marriage proposals." Amy laughed as she spoke with The Doctor. "Sorry, I'm happily taken. Thanks"

"All those boys chasing you but it was only ever Rory. Why is that?" The Doctor asked. hearing that question made Rory a little upset. Not just because The Doctor questioned Amy's love for Rory but because deep down Rory feared her response.

"You know when sometimes you meet someone so beautiful and then you actually talk to them and five minutes later they're as dull as a brick? Then there's other people, when you meet them you think they're not bad. They're okay. And then you get to know them and..." Amy smiled as she thought of him "And their face just sort of becomes them. Like their personality's written all over it. And they just turn into something so beautiful." Amy looked down at the ground and smiled as she blushed. "Rory's the most beautiful man I've ever met."

Rory felt stupid for having worried so much but glad he got to hear her say that out loud. Amy avoided being too sentimental whenever possible. After being told your whole life that you're crazy for feeling the way you feel; you start to hold everything inside for fear of looking too over-emotional. He promised himself not to listen in on her again and to trust her more. It was the least he could do. Especially now that he knew how much Amy trusted him. He had to start letting go of his fear. After all they'd been through; what was left to be scared of?

Amy's modeling career started taking her away from home for weeks at a time as she traveled the world touring with fashion shows. This left Rory taking care of Melody on his own. "We have an extra room you can stay in and everything. It'd just be for a few weeks tops. We'll compensate you as best we can, I promise" Rory struggled to hold his wiggling 3 year old in his arms.

"It's no problem at all." Rita smiled. "I know what it's like working those long shifts at the hospital" Rita Afzal was a fellow nurse who promised to become a temporary resident to help take care of things.

"Hello! I'm The Doctor" Dr. Smith extended his hand to greet her. "Dr. John Smith" He added realizing he was using the name Amy had given him.

"Rita Afzal" Rita smiled back as she shook his hand.

"Afzal...?" The Doctor thought the name sounded familiar.

"Yes, I'm Muslim. Don't be frightened" Rita quipped before anyone else got the chance.

"Oh, why should I be frightened?" The Doctor sipped his tea as the point of the joke completely went over his head.

Dr. Smith's ignorance on the matter made Rita chuckle as they shared some tea in the kitchen. They really hit it off and The Doctor even joked about firing his assistant and asking Rita to work for him instead. He was in his 40's but he could flirt with a young woman along with the best of them. Rita also found him quite intriguing. Even with Amy gone The Doctor found himself coming over to visit.