Amy was in high spirits and back to her regular charming self in time for the wedding of River Song and The Doctor. She wore a black silk gown and a smile so bright she looked as if she were emitting a natural glow that reflected off her porcelain skin. The Doctor had decided on a brown tweed suit and a dark blue bow tie for his wedding attire. He never quite got the hang of fashion the way Amy did.

"You look rubbish" Amy smiled playfully as she leaned up against the doorframe.

"You look wonderful" The Doctor returned her playful attitude with his own.

"God, I've missed you" Amy ran up and hugged him tight.

The Doctor noticed the thin silk strap of Amy's gown draped over her shoulder fall and slip ever so delicately down her arm. "Where's the husband?" Dr. Smith asked almost as if he needed to remind himself there was one nearby.

"Rory?" Amy asked as she put the strap of her gown back up on her shoulder. "I have no idea. I can't find him. I love him very much" Amy went into her purse and pulled out a sketchbook to show him a drawing she'd made of him.

"Apparently" The Doctor smiled noticing Amy took a few liberties with her sketch and made Rory look far more handsome than he actually looked. But Amy's love for him let her see him for how he truly was. It wasn't something you could see with your eyes alone but Amy didn't see things the way everyone else did.

"I have to keep doing this." Amy flipped through the pages to show The Doctor the scribbles she'd written and the drawings she'd made. "Writing and drawing things." Some of Amy's words and pictures were difficult to decipher but it was her way of getting things out of her system. Besides, sometimes it lead to great ideas for new books and her publishers loved that.

Amy walked out of The Doctor's dressing room and ran into Dr. Song in the hallway. "Hello, River" Amy said with a smile as she fixed the falling shoulder strap of her dress again.

"What were you doing in there?" River smiled concealing her growing rage.

"Oh, just talking" Amy shrugged. "You haven't seen Rory anywhere, have you?" She looked over River's shoulder.

"Are you hiding?" River joked but something in her eyes turned cold.

"No, no... just... wondering" Amy walked off oblivious to Dr. Song's growing bitterness.

Amy got to the end of the hall before she heard the loud pop of a gun going off. Amy ran back to The Doctor's room to find River pointing a gun at him. Rory came running from the other end of the hall with Melody.

"You all need to stay back." The Doctor ordered. "Whatever happens do not interfere."

The 3 Ponds look back in wide eyed amazement and confusion.

"Am I the woman who marries you or the woman who murders you?" River cocked her gun.

"I don't want to marry you." The Doctor replied.

"And I don't want to murder you" River smiled.

"Well, this is no fun at all" The Doctor joked facetiously

"It isn't, is it?" Dr. Song replied with an equally sarcastic bite in her voice.

Rory slowly took a step forward and stood in front of his wife and daughter. "River, please." He slowly extended his hand. "You don't want to do this. Just hand me the gun, River."

A tear fell down River's face. "You've put so much trust in The Doctor, haven't you? The Doctor lies"

"No!" Amy ran towards The Doctor and River but Rory held her back.

"Mommy!" Melody screamed as River shot The Doctor.

"No! No!" Amy was fighting to break free from her husband's arms. "Doctor!" She screamed. Amy felt Melody wrap her arms around her leg and she stood in place allowing Rory to hold her back for her safety.

"I'm sorry" The Doctor whispered through labored breaths as he faded away.

Melody ran towards The Doctor's body quickly followed by Rory in a failed effort to hold her back. Amy knelt down beside her daughter next to The Doctor's motionless body. "River!" She screamed through her tears.

Others quickly ran into the room and the police was called along with an ambulance. River was taken away in handcuffs and The Doctor unresponsive on a stretcher. It was a miracle he survived.

Rory visited River in prison in search for an answer. She'd been a part of his life since he was just a kid but he hardly knew her.

"I'm trying not to be angry." Rory spoke through the glass window dividing them. "But you shot my friend and ... Melody... she's having nightmares now because us you." Angry tears began to fall from his eyes. "If there wasn't a wall between us ..." He balled his hands into fists and swallowed his rage.

"I've watched you grow up from a sweet little boy into a wonderful father and I'm so sorry Rory." River looked down as she spoke. "She's a beautiful girl, your daughter." Slowly Dr. song raised her eyes to meet Rory's "If she's your daughter."

"What?" Rory's steely blue eyes burned with a growing rage that was beginning to bubble up to the surface. "You've really lost your mind, haven't you?"

"I'm sorry, sweetie. I know the truth hurts but..." Dr. Song is interrupted.

"Shut up!" Rory stood up and punched the glass between them. Police quickly surrounded him. "I'm sorry." Rory whispered as he put his hands up in surrender. "I'm leaving.. I'm leaving.." He slowly walked away.

Rory kept it all to himself. He didn't approach Amy or The Doctor to discuss River's insinuation. The Doctor would call on occasions with reports on how we was doing. Once out of hospital Dr. Smith took a bit of a round the world in 80 days sort of trip. Everytime he called he was somewhere new. Facing death and a fast approaching 50th birthday can make some men want to run.