Beauty in the impossible...

Aug 27, 2011 18:46

Title: Beauty in the impossible...
Author: fate_incomplete
Rating: PG
Warnings: None
Spoilers: None
Characters: Amy/Rory, Eleven
Word Count: 1,000
Summary: Rory contemplates the Doctor and Amy, when the Doctor takes them to an impossible forest to find a moments rest after a close call...

A/N: Decided to dabble in my very first Doctor Who fic while waiting for the new episode.



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Rory watched as Amy walked through the forest. He didn't think she had blinked in the last five minutes, as she tried to see everything at once. She hadn't spoken for just as long, which was almost a miracle.

Rory looked around. It was pretty amazing. Beautiful, and so delicate it shouldn't be possible, yet somehow was. That was something he thought he would have gotten used to travelling with the Doctor, finding the impossible around every corner. Yet the sheer impossibility of the sights they saw still surprised him, every single time.

They were in a crystalline forest on some far flung planet. He didn't know which one. The Doctor had been surprisingly quiet on the way here. They had spent the last two days running for their lives after the TARDIS had taken them to a colony of humans that was being overrun by a parasitical insect race of aliens.

Rory and Amy had been trapped in a collapsing building, and the Doctor had come to their rescue at the last minute, as he always did. They had been separated from each other by fallen debris. They had both thought they were going to die, not an unusual situation given their adventures, but this time they had been alone, so close to each other, but not together.

Rory had spent six hours talking to Amy as best he could through the collapsed part of the ceiling that separated them. He had the phone that Amy had dropped when the ceiling collapsed, and had listened as the Doctor frantically called to Amy, and him, telling them he was coming for them.

It had been close, but they had survived.

Rory looked around for the Doctor. He had a sneaking suspicion the Doctor had brought them here to find a moment of rest and wonder after the trauma of the last couple of days, not that he would probably admit it. The Doctor was still standing in the door of the TARDIS. He was watching Amy, he was always watching her.

Rory felt a familiar stab of jealousy. It wasn't painful anymore, well mostly. He knew that Amy loved him, and he knew that she loved the Doctor. He glanced back to Amy, who was still wandering along a path of blue crystal, staring up at the amber branches above her that were covered in tiny, delicate pink blossoms. She had a look of complete wonder on her face. She looked peaceful, he thought, more at home on an alien planet than she ever had been in Leadworth.

Rory looked back to the Doctor, who was leaning against the TARDIS door, his arms folded. He was watching her with such a quiet look. Rory wondered what he was thinking. He looked sad, or something more than sad. Something Rory couldn't quite put into words.

He looked lonely. Like these moments could never last quite long enough.

Rory was startled by the sound of Amy laughing. Her throaty, bubbling laugh that was so full of life, that was so Amy. He watched as the Doctor's lips tilted, smiling despite the sadness that clung to him.

Rory looked over to Amy. She was surrounded by a multitude of flying, butterfly type creatures. Their wings flashing a rainbow of colours as the light caught them. She looked up, her eyes finding the Doctor, as if they were drawn to him, knowing where he would be.

The Doctor's smile broadened, full of childlike wonder, a curiosity that could never be sated. He ran down the path to Amy, his laughter joining hers, as the creatures danced in the air around them. They flitted around the Doctor's sonic as he scanned them. The Doctor's and Amy's hands found each other briefly, the Doctor's finger slipping through hers, falling to his side, as one of the creatures landed on her hand. Their laughter stilled at the same time.

They both looked at each other, before turning to Rory at the same time. Amy held her hand up to him as he walked over to join them. She held the creature up for him to see.

"Isn't it beautiful," she said as she looked up at Rory, her eyes full of stifled laughter mixed with awe.

It was, Rory thought. He reached his hand up to see what it would do. It flicked it wings, sending out waves of colour, before settling again, this time on Rory's outstretched finger. Rory looked past the creature into Amy's eyes.

Out of the corner of his eye, he saw the Doctor smile, full of that sorrow Rory couldn't explain. The Doctor walked away quietly, leaving them to enjoy this moment together.

"Doctor?" Rory said, wanting to ask him to stay.

"Where you goin?" Amy asked at the same time.

"Circuits on the flux capacitor need cleaning. Colony of space fleas have been living in there somewhere, which I wouldn't mind if they didn't have a nasty habit of coating the old girl's circuits with egg sacks. Gotta flush them out now and then, or they take over everything. Horrible mess, could jumble the wiring and who knows where we'd end up then," the Doctor rambled.

The butterfly creatures took flight, heading further down the path into the forest.

"Well off you go then," the Doctor said, pushing them in the direction the creatures had flown. "She'll be ready to go in no time. Just stay away from the big red flowers, they're carnivorous."

They watched as he walked back to the TARDIS, flicking his sonic and muttering to himself about how the old girl needed a good spruce up, and would get herself into all sorts of messes if he wasn't looking out for her.

"Well don't break anything this time," Amy yelled to the Doctor with laughter in her voice, before grabbing Rory's hand and tugging him down the path after the creatures.

"When do I ever break anything?" the Doctor called out as they ran off.

Rory looked behind as Amy pulled him along. He saw the Doctor pause at the TARDIS door and watch them for a moment. He wondered how he could ever be jealous of the Doctor, of someone so full of sorrow and loneliness. The last of his kind, who never had enough time with the ones he loved.

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the girl who waited, bowties are cool, eleven/amy: the romance that'll never be, doctor who: love of the impossible, hyper sexy eleven

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