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"He's just not you, sorry." Amy was trying to explain to the Doctor's Ganger why she had to leave him behind with the captain to explode on the ship. She just couldn't lose her Doctor.

The Ganger frowned at her. "Amy, we switched places. I'm the Doctor—"

"—and I'm the Ganger." The real Ganger said, leaning against the door with the captain trying to keep the monster out. Amy looked wide-eyed between the two of them. This had been a trick? Her whole experience here had been a lie? She slowly walked up to the Ganger who looked at her, shocked. If they'd switched places this whole time, did that mean that that whole kissing experince—?

She threw her arms around the Ganger, who hesitantly returned the hug. "I can't believe it," she said, mind blown.

"What?" The Ganger asked.

"You're twice the man I thought you were." she said, hugging him tighter. She was reluctant to leave him, but the Doctor eventually coaxed her away and onto the TARDIS, where they flew away into space. Everything wasn't really out of sight, out of mind for Amy though. She'd spend all this time telling that Ganger that he had no feelings, that he was just a copy, that the Doctor, her Doctor, was genuine. Now, she looked at this Doctor bouncing around the TARDIS console, chatting it up with Rory and wondered if he was putting on appearances even now.

"—that alright, Amy?" Rory asked her.

Amy blinked. "What? Sorry…"

"Rory asked if he could leave for a bit to go to his friend's bachelor party." The Doctor filled in.

"What?" Amy tried not to sound too panicky.

"Yeah," Rory smiled sheepishly, "My mate just texted me. It won't be that long. A day or two at the most, I promise!"

"Can I get dropped off with you? I have…um… I'd like to visit my parents." Amy invented. She'd faltered in her speech from the look the Doctor was giving her.

"Well, my mate is pretty far away from your parents, but I'm sure the Doctor can take you there after I'm off. Don't worry," Rory reassured her as he saw the worried look on his wife's face. "It'll be alright." Amy resisted the urge to both snort in derision and clutch her husband's shirt, pleading with him to not leave her alone with that madman in his box.

"Right, then," The Doctor said, bouncing around the console again. "Chiswick."

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Rory, Amy, and the Doctor were standing outside the TARDIS doors near a house in Chiswick that sported a lot of cars in the driveway.

"Well," Rory said, a suitcase in hand, "I'm off! Later, Doctor! See you, Amy." He kissed her, wanting her worrying to disappear. Amy put on a smile, trying not to cry.

"You have fun. But do set a limit on the amount of partying you do, 'kay?"

"Sure, babe." Rory smiled. One of his friends called over to him. Rory turned around, smiled, and went away with him.

Amy heard the sound of the TARDIS door creak open. She turned around and discovered the Doctor was already inside. She gave one last look on Rory's laughing face, then, thinking she was being melodramatic, stepped inside and closed the door.

The Doctor flew them back into space and appeared to be focused on the controls, his face set in concentration. Amy didn't know what to do, so she decided her best plan was to retreat. Maybe, she thought desperately, he won't notice if I stealthily sneak out of the room.

She made it to the stairs near her room when the Doctor called to her. "Amy."

So close," she thought sadly. She tensed. Should she run into her room? Wouldn't he open the door anyway? Even if she locked it, he could sonic it open. Would the TARDIS protect her? What if he just makes it like it never happened? But it was a big deal! Wait, how could she know for sure that wasn't the Ganger that kissed her? For all she knew, they could have switched shoes after that incident.

Unfortunately, her indecision allowed the Doctor time to take her hand. Amy whipped around in surprise. He led her down the two stairs she'd managed to climb so that they were about eye level.

"Amy—" he began.

"I don't want to hear it," she cut him off, ripping her hand out of his grasp and storming across the room. Well, that was the plan, anyway. The "ripping-her-hand-out" part didn't go so well. He just tightened his grip on her hand and grabbed her shoulder with his free hand to keep her in place.

"Amy…" he started again.

"Was that really you?" she said quietly. Her eyes started to sting, but she willed herself not to cry, "Did you really do that to me?"

"Amy…"

"I can't believe you!" she barked at him, "I trusted you! And look what you did! Is that the real you? Is all you ever do made up of putting on appearances?! Who are you?! I don't know you anymore!"

"You never did really get the chance to know me, Amelia." he said, with an edge to his voice. "You never even tried."

"I never even tried! It was you who was always pushing me away! And now that I have Rory, you think now is just the perfect time to make your move?!"

"You told me you were never hoping for anything long term."

"And you said you were 907 and that that couldn't work between us."

"I am 907."

"Then this can't work."

"No, Amy," he said, darkly, "This can work. I will make it work."

"Doctor, I'm married! What the bloody hell is wrong with you?!"

"What the bloody hell is wrong with you?!" he countered, "Really, Amy," he sneered, "a nurse over a Doctor? And a Time Lord at that!"

"You can't always be a winner, Doctor," she told him fiercely, "Accept defeat. I may be Rory's wife, but I belong to no one. I will not be a thing to be owned."

"You're more than a thing to me," The Doctor said. Well, gee, I'm more than a common noun to him. How nice, she thought sarcastically. "You're everything to me!"

An image flashed before her eyes suddenly, maybe something the TARDIS was showing her. A blond girl, and a name….

"Rose," Amy said. The Doctor froze, "What about her?" he demanded.

"Exactly, what about her? What happened to your feelings for her?"

The Doctor let go of her and turned around, beginning to pace around the room, "My feelings for her died along with my last regeneration! But these new hearts…" The Doctor ran up to her, grabbed her hands and placed them over his hearts, "they beat only for you, Amy. You're the world to me. The whole of space and time to me!" Do you not realize how much it kills me to see you with that man every day!"

Amy flinched. After all they'd been through, the Doctor had referred to her husband as that man.

"Rory's twice the man you'll ever hope to be," Amy spat. The Doctor's eyes narrowed. He clutched her hands tighter to his chest and backed her up against the railing. Amy's eyes widened, but she tried to control her fear. Surely, he wouldn't hurt someone he supposedly loved so much?

"Humans," The Doctor muttered, "You can be so dense." And with that, the Doctor let go of her hands and walked out of the console room, leaving a baffled Amy behind.