Amy walked down the darkened corridors and didn't see anyone. Everyone had run away from the fire and left her behind. She didn't know who had tried to attack the building but she swore she saw them. She heard their robotic voices echoing down the halls. "Is this real?" She whispered unsure of whether she could trust herself or not.

"Amy?!" The Doctor found her slowly walking into a charred room. "We have to find Rory" The Doctor took Amy's hand as they ran down the corridor to a flight of stairs.

"Rory's here?!" Amy was suddenly worried. They saw a light at the end of the hall.

"Amy?" The familiar voice called out to them. Rory ran down the hall towards them. "Doctor, there's someone in that lift. She opened the door for me but it closed back up on her. We called for help but I think we should go back for her."

"I'm sure help will come soon. You two go downstairs to safety and wait for me." The Doctor ran down the hall back to the lift.

A sudden sharp pain made Amy double over and whince. Rory held her "What is it?!"

"I'm fine." Amy lied. "Don't touch me" She was afraid if he touched her that her heart would melt and she'd want him to stay. She was trying to set him free but he kept coming back.

Rory saw Amy's wrist was broken and bleeding. "Give me your arm" Rory sounded quite demanding as he took out a little first aid kit from his jacket pocket. He took out some bandaging gauze. "Amy, give me your arm. I need to stop the bleeding." He tried to take her arm but she kept pulling away from him "I understand, Amy. I think deep down we've both always known."

"What?" Amy glared at him.

"Basic fact of our relationship is that I love you more than you love me." Rory had never sounded so cold.

"How can you say that?" Amy was growing increasingly infuriated and angry tears began to fill her eyes.

"Say it isn't true. You know it's true. Now give me your arm, Amy!" Rory went to grab her again.

Amy slapped him across the face with her good arm. "Don't you dare say that to me. Don't you dare!" The tears began to stream down her face.

"Amy, you kicked me out!" Rory was now holding back tears as well.

"You want kids. You have always wanted kids ever since you were a kid and now I can't have them!" Amy was sobbing.

Rory understood now what was happening and he felt his heart breaking just when he thought it couldn't break anymore. "I know..." He whispered.

"I didn't kick you out. I gave you up." Amy's tears were filled with so much sorrow and rage that Rory could hardly get his words out.

"Amy.. I don't.. Just give me your arm." Rory tried to reach for her but she kept fighting back. "Give me your arm!"

"Don't touch me!" Amy yelled back. They'd had fights before but this was a screaming match. They never fought like that. It was always cold and quiet silent treatments before. They were finally bursting at the seams with what they really had to say.

Rescue came and took everyone they could to the hospital. They said it was some sort of massive electrical fire but Amy swore it was some sort of planned attack. Amy's broken wrist would keep her arm in a sling for a few weeks but she was fine besides that. Some died in the fire and some wish they had.

"Does it look real to you" The Doctor looked at Clara.

"Does what look real?" Clara looked around. She was in her kitchen safe and sound.

"Where are you right now? Does it seem real?" The Doctor's eyes grew worried.

"It is real" Clara seemed to be getting angry.

"You dreamed it for yourself because the truth was too terrible." The Doctor's words brought her to reality and she saw what she was. She was strapped to a machine for life support and her body was destroyed. She'd lost her legs and she was severely burned. Her pretty face was gone. She cried and screamed when she saw the truth. The Doctor wished there was something he could have done to save her.

Amy and Rory went back home together. She stood at the doorway and gave him a look, bedroom eyes. Rory looked back with that same intense hunger in his eyes. Amy smiled and walked inside the house. Rory was allowed back in. He did a celebratory dance when he thought Amy had closed the door behind her.

"I can see you" Amy smiled.

"Ok.." Rory quickly stopped dancing and ran back inside.

It took a little time but the Ponds were slowly coming back together. It started with weekly visits which turned into bi-weekly visits which turned into overnight visits. And before either of them knew it they were officially living together again. Melody was turning 5 and she was overjoyed to have her mother back again.

"Mummy! I'm starting school soon!" Melody reminded her mother.

"I know. Don't think I forgot about you." Amy smiled as she spoke but she was hiding an internal scream. She didn't want to see her daughter slipping away from her. Rory had to push her into spending time with her mother. Amy could see how attached Melody had become to her father in Amy's absence. She wondered what sort of terrible things Melody heard from Rory's parents while she was living with them.

Amy was able to bond with her daughter over her storytelling and Melody was very interested in emulating her mother's fashion shows. Amy would catch her daughter trying on her clothes and her lipstick. Some mother's might have been upset by it but Amy loved it and even encouraged it. Playing dress up and make believe was Amy's strong suit and it was the best way she could bond with her daughter. She knew Rory was better at this whole parenting thing but she wanted to do her part.