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Amy sat alone in her room, thinking of the Doctor against her will. Why had she left him…because he didn't want to settle down? How could she assume that he would want to? She loved traveling through time and space with him. It was who he was. A Time Lord, a man forever without a home.
"Amy, are you alright?" Rose, Martha and Donna all asked her the same question and she would always same the same thing; that she was fine. But they all knew her, they knew as well as she did that she was only her true self when she was with the Doctor.
She was only up when he wasn't down.
She didn't want to fly if he was still on the ground.
She wanted to let him know that all she ever said was true.
She pulled a picture of him and her out of her pocket; she carried it everywhere with her. "I'm only me when I'm with you." She said. The picture fell to the floor as Amy's world faded to the blackness of much needed sleep.