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"Amy, why are you still dealing with Rory's abuse?" her mate, Sharon, asked her.
Amy shrugged, wincing as she dabbed cover up on her eye.
"The bruise is too dark." She muttered, looking more closely at it.
The Doctor lingered close to Amy and Sharon, in disguise. He had gone back to a few weeks before Amy and Rory had broken up. He was curious about what had happened, that caused the break-up in the first place. Now he knew why and he wanted to throw Rory into a black hole filled with Daleks, Cyberman and every other foul creature in the universe. He had met a lot of them in the past 900 years.
"It'll never happen again." She whispered, tears cascading down her cheeks. "He loves me."
The Doctor had told himself that he wouldn't interfere but she was his Amy, and he couldn't abandon her so easily.
"Here." He said, handing her a napkin as he sat across from her in the seat that her friend had recently vacated.
"I overheard your conversation and I know it's not my place but…Does he feel like a man when he pushes you around? I mean, does he feel better as you fall to the ground?"
Amy shook her head. "You don't know him…or me." she said.
"I can see in your eyes that you love another man. One that is nicer to you than this one is." He whispered, his blue eyes piercing her green ones.
"You're right, Paisley girl," he said, using her affectionate nickname for people from Scotland. "But I do know this, 'A pebble in the water makes a ripple effect and every action in this world will bear a consequence.'" He held her gaze smiling. "If you leave him before he kills you, how many girls will follow in your steps and be saved? Karma will be a bitch and get him…Right Square in the ass." Without another word he got up and left.
Lucky for him, Rory was coming into the café. "Sorry." He murmured, spilling his hot latte on Rory as he passed.