Author's Notes:
Written for Challenge 091: Grave at dw100.

Spoilers: The Angels Take Manhattan

Summary: Amy’s place is with Rory, no matter what.

Drabble Version


“Trust me, and push.”

Amy can’t help Rory fall to his death, even if he’s convinced the paradox will resurrect him. She can’t push, but she can fall with him, because live or die, her place is beside him.

They fall, and they’re back in the graveyard. They won; the angels are defeated.

But one remains, with enough power left to zap Rory into the past, leaving a gravestone bearing his name.

Amy knows what she needs to do; there’s room on the stone for another name. It’ll be fine, she’ll be with Rory, they’ll live their lives.

She blinks.


The End




Extended Version


“Trust me, and push.”

Amy can’t do it, can’t help the man she loves to fall to his death, even if he’s convinced that the paradox will bring him back again. She can’t push him, but she can fall with him, because live or die, her place is with him, by his side, in his arms.

They fall, and just like that they’re back in the graveyard. They won; the angels are defeated.

But not all of them, one remains, and it has enough power left to zap Rory into the past, leaving behind a gravestone bearing his name.

Amy knows what she has to do; there’s room on the stone for one more name. It’ll be fine, she’ll be with her husband, they’ll live a good life.

She blinks.


The End