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Title: She's Not There
Fandom: Doctor Who
Pairing: Eleven/Amy/Rory as Team TARDIS; discussion of Amy/Rory by Eleven and Rory.
Word Count: 1,132
Rating: T [instances of the f-word, because Rory's an angry grownup]
Warnings: Spoilers for the end of "The Almost People".
Disclaimer: I don't own 'em! I just play in the sandbox.
Summary: ... and his heart was beating harder than ever before except he wasn’t sure it was still there because Amy was gone and it felt like his heart had been ripped out of his fucking chest.
Notes: A fill for the comment_fic prompt Rory - he felt like his heart had been ripped out of his chest.


“But it’s too late to say you’re sorry
How would I know? Why should I care?
Please don’t bother trying to find her—she’s not there.”
- The Zombies

“Stand away from her, Rory.”

Rory fumbled for Amy’s arm, for any part of her, really, needing to hold onto her, to protect her from this man so scarily unlike the one he’d known—they’d known—for months now. Lord knows he has not always trusted the Doctor, has blamed him for a great many things over the years, but he would not let him near his wife if he had any intention of harming her.

“Why?” he asked, so lost, just wondering why the Doctor was going on about needing to see the Flesh in its early stages—what did that have to do with Amy. “No. And… why?” The Doctor wasn’t giving answers. Why wasn’t he giving Rory the answers he was asking for?

“Given what we’ve learned, I’ll try to be as humane as I can, but I need to do this—and you need to—stand—away.” The Doctor’s voice was loud now, frighteningly so, tense and viciously intent on whatever it was he wanted to do.

Rory had never heard that voice aimed at him before. Only at people the Doctor very much disliked—people who were getting in his way.

He looked at Amy, then at the Doctor. Something was wrong here, hideously wrong, and he didn’t know what, but he knew that the Doctor’s concern always had a justifiable cause.

Slowly, he untwined his fingers from their grip on Amy’s arm, backing away slowly, painfully, his breath hitching in his chest.

“No. No,” Amy breathed as he pulled his hand from hers, standing back, still holding her gaze, even as she looked at him like he’d betrayed her. All throughout their childhood, he’d always been the one promising never to leave like the Doctor had. Now he was letting go, and he tried not to let it rip him to pieces.

Amy was looking at the Doctor now, tears in her voice, making her choke on the words. “Doctor, I am frightened. I’m properly, properly scared—”

“Don’t be.” The Doctor was advancing now, coming towards her, standing close. “Hold on. We’re coming for you. Whatever happens, however hard, however far, we will find you.”

He’d reached out his hand to cup her cheek, and Rory was fighting the urge to yell and ask why, what, what in the fucking hell did he mean, ‘find’ her

“I’m right here.” Amy was almost begging now, and he wanted so much to believe her, but why did he have the feeling that he couldn’t—

“No, you’re not. You haven’t been here for a long, long time.”

And the words were about to break free, he was about to yell at the Doctor and demand an explanation, and the Doctor was backing away and raising the sonic screwdriver and—

And he was breathing and Amy was saying what he was thinking, no, and suddenly she dissolved and she wasn’t there at all.

Somehow the Doctor was there to catch him when his knees folded, when he fell to the floor of the TARDIS, retching and heaving whatever he’d last eaten onto the glass floor, trying to look away from the gelatinous heap of Ganger flesh. The Doctor’s hand was on his back, trying to soothe, to comfort, but as soon as Rory had recovered his breath and his senses, he was flying at him and then on top of him, tackling and scratching and screaming.

“How could you not—fucking—TELL ME!” His hands were making contact with the Doctor’s face and he was scraping flesh with his fingernails and somehow tears were running down his cheeks. “Where is she? Where the hell is she?”

“I don’t know yet but I’m working it out—Rory—Rory!” The Doctor was shouting, trying to struggle out of Rory’s hold, but Rory clamped his knees harder around his waist and pinned him to the floor, finally stopping his scratching and planting his hands on the Doctor’s chest, affording him no opportunity to move.

“You didn’t tell me,” he repeated, because that was all he could say, all he could think, and his heart was beating harder than ever before except he wasn’t sure it was still there because Amy was gone and it felt like his heart had been ripped out of his fucking chest.

“I couldn’t risk you telling her, Rory, I’m sorry. And I was never certain until just today—if there had been any other way—”

“I let her save my life,” Rory said, leaning in close and speaking very low, very furiously, so the Doctor would be sure to understand. “I let her breathe into me to save my life, I kissed her, I shared a bed with her, for Christ’s fucking sake, and now you’re telling me she wasn’t even real!”

“Her mind, her soul—Rory, those things that make her Amy, your Amy, those were still there. She was still your wife, on the inside. The makings, that’s all that was different.”

Rory finally eased off the Doctor, but his legs were still unsteady and he remained where he was, sitting on the floor of the TARDIS and wrapping his arms around his knees, pressing his forehead against them. The Doctor sat up but stayed there next to Rory, seemingly unconcerned about his bloodied face.

“Why would they take her?” Rory asked, his voice muffled by his position, and he felt the Doctor’s hand at his shoulder again, a consolation.

“Because she matters to us. Because your child matters.”

“They wouldn’t harm the baby.” He was looking up now, looking right into the Doctor’s eyes, a supplication for answers he knew the Doctor couldn’t give. “They wouldn’t—no one would ever—?”

The Doctor was silent, and Rory knew the answer.

The Doctor’s hand was squeezing now, a pressure Rory knew was meant as more than a comfort—it was a promise. “We will find her, Rory. Her and the baby.”

“You’ve lied before.” He didn’t want to say it, but he had to. “How do I know you’re not lying about this?”

It took some time before the Doctor answered. “Because I’ve lost a wife and children, Rory. Lost them to battle, to war. I won’t let the same happen to you.”

He wanted to ask more, but the Doctor was getting up and heading to the console, adjusting the controls and saying over his shoulder, “There’s Centurion armor in the wardrobe. You’d best suit up. They should know you’re coming. The Last Centurion, keeping Amy Pond safe for all eternity.”

And Rory closed his eyes and hoped the Doctor was right about that.

 

Comments

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pairatime
Jun. 28th, 2011 05:14 am (UTC)
so very heart breaking and great Rory. loved this little fill in on the thoughts going through Rory's mind when he backed away from Amy. Great story
haveloved
Jun. 28th, 2011 05:25 am (UTC)
Thank you! :)
meteorfire
Jun. 28th, 2011 06:04 am (UTC)
<3 So lovely and heartbreaking. Thanks for filling this!
haveloved
Jun. 28th, 2011 06:18 pm (UTC)
Glad you enjoyed! As ever, thanks for the great prompt! :D
katchan_2012
Jun. 28th, 2011 06:34 am (UTC)
great story to fill in the gap between Almost People and a Good Man Goes To War. I Love how you examined what Rory was thinking. Well done!
haveloved
Jun. 28th, 2011 06:20 pm (UTC)
Thanks! I was disappointed that the month between The Almost People and A Good Man Goes to War was skipped, because there just would've been a lot of emotions there. Between Rory finding out that Amy wasn't real, that he was about to be a father, and that Kovarian is using the child for some sinister purpose, I imagine he'd be a bit shell-shocked. I write things like this to satisfy the gaps in my own headcanon, LOL.
ladymercury_10
Jun. 28th, 2011 02:55 pm (UTC)
Great story! We never really got to see how scared and justifiably upset Rory was in the show.
haveloved
Jun. 28th, 2011 06:21 pm (UTC)
Thank you! As I said above, I was really disappointed that we didn't see the immediate aftermath, so I really tried to focus on how Rory would've felt in the face of all the different revelations, and I'm glad it worked!
wander_realtai
Jun. 28th, 2011 04:29 pm (UTC)
This was powerful and heart-wrenching. Well done.
haveloved
Jun. 28th, 2011 06:21 pm (UTC)
Thank you! :)
quean_of_swords
Jun. 28th, 2011 05:22 pm (UTC)
Broke my heart again. :/ Well done!
haveloved
Jun. 28th, 2011 06:21 pm (UTC)
Thank you!
Sarah Diehl
Jun. 28th, 2011 06:17 pm (UTC)
I love how you let the Doctor mention his Gallifreyan family and the Time War. I think that if any companion ever deserved to know the Doctor's past, it would be Rory.
Because Rory has that family now- a family like the one the Doctor obviously lost. That one line made this whole fic really powerful.
haveloved
Jun. 28th, 2011 06:23 pm (UTC)
Aww, thanks! That line almost didn't make it in, because it's never really been clarified whether or not he lost his family to the Time War or to natural causes, but for my purposes, I assume the Time War. I don't think there's much of a reason otherwise for why he's always so hesitant and seemingly upset to mention that he was once a father, and it just really struck me that it could be part of the reason why he was so, so angered to see a child deliberately put in the middle of a war. I'm glad it resonated with you!
deinonychus_1
Jun. 28th, 2011 07:30 pm (UTC)
whimper. Poor Rory, that was heartbreaking. It's such a shame we never got to see his reaction to the events at the end of The Almost People, but that's why we have great fic like this to fill the gap.
haveloved
Jun. 28th, 2011 07:33 pm (UTC)
Thank you! :D I'm very flattered. Yeah, it's a shame this series often skips over the more emotional moments, or the gaps in time it might've taken too much time to show (like the three months between The Impossible Astronaut and Day of the Moon). I write to fill in the gaps in my own headcanon!
scandalbaby
Jul. 1st, 2011 04:39 am (UTC)
Oh, this was sad and wonderful at the same time. I loved it.
haveloved
Jul. 1st, 2011 05:02 am (UTC)
Thank you! Glad you enjoyed! Icon love, BTW. :D
scandalbaby
Jul. 1st, 2011 03:09 pm (UTC)
If you want to snag it, just credit longerthanwedo.
pingback_bot
Jul. 1st, 2011 06:19 pm (UTC)
cause i'm the only one who understands
User scandalbaby referenced to your post from cause i'm the only one who understands saying: [...] by (Rory/Amy, Eleven) She's Not There [...]
arliddian
Jul. 3rd, 2011 12:47 pm (UTC)
Ahh, this was beautiful. It was lovely to have a picture of the emotional aftermath of that episode. Thank you for sharing!
haveloved
Jul. 3rd, 2011 06:51 pm (UTC)
Thank you! :)
lyricwrites
Feb. 19th, 2012 10:58 pm (UTC)
I realize I'm commenting quite late on this; sorry about that, I just found it. That being said, I don't really have much to say about this fic besides, yes, this. It's always been part of my headcanon that Rory decked the Doctor about a split second after the end of that episode, and you write it well. (I think Arthur Darvill could have knocked this scene out of the park, too; I'm slightly bitter that we didn't get something like it on the DVD. But hey, that's what fic is for.)
haveloved
Feb. 20th, 2012 02:58 am (UTC)
Oh, it's quite all right, really! No matter when someone finds something of mine, I always appreciate it. :D

Thank you so very much, and it means a lot to me to hear you say you think Arthur could have done well with this--it's unbelievably sweet! I just felt like Rory's feelings about the whole scenario were completely and totally skimmed over (the show really treated Melody/River as Amy's, not both of theirs, which irked me) and I needed to write this to give myself something to believe in, LOL.
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