Plans Change

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My eyes widened. I ran to the console, noticing the specks much clearer than before.

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“19.” I panted. My head was kinda rushing.

The Doctor grinned. “Ah. Very early days.”

I strained for words. “Doc...Doc...we’ve...you’re...”

The Doctor looked a bit worried. “Terra? What’s wrong?” He asked.

I strained at words again, like that man in the Library calling out for Donna.

“Okay.” The Doctor said, looking over the Ponds. “Terra, what’s wrong?”

I would’ve told him, but then the birds began to chirp.

“Oh. That’s a good way to relax.” Rory pointed out.

“Yeah, see? Birds. Those are nice.

Rory: “We didn’t get time to listen to birdsong back in the TARDIS days, did we?

(The bird is very loud.)

The Doctor: “Oh blimey, my head’s a bit. Ooo. Er, no, you’re right, there wasn’t a lot of time for birdsong back in the good old-”

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The Doctor: “Days. What? No, yes, sorry, what? Oh, you’re okay. Oh, thank God. I had a terrible nightmare about you two. That was scary. Don’t ask. You don’t want to know. You’re safe now.

(The Doctor hugs Amy.)

Amelia: “Oh, okay.

The Doctor: “That’s what counts. Blimey. Never dropped off like that before. Well, never, really. I’m getting on a bit, you see. Don’t let the cool gear fool you. Now, what’s wrong with the console? Red flashing lights. I bet they mean something.

Rory: “Er, Doctor, I also had a kind of dream thing.

Amelia: “Yeah, so did I.

Rory: “Not a nightmare, though, just, er, we were married.

Amelia: “Yeah. In a little village.

Rory: “A sweet little village, and you were pregnant.

Amelia: “Yes, I was huge. I was a boat.

Rory: “So you had the same dream, then? Exactly the same dream?

Amelia: “Are you calling me a boat?

Rory: “And Doctor, you were visiting.

Amelia: “Yeah, yeah, you came to our cottage.

Rory: “How can we have the same dream? It doesn’t make any sense.

Amelia: “And you had a nightmare about us. What happened to us in the nightmare?

The Doctor: “It was a bit similar, in some aspects.

Rory: “Which aspects?

The Doctor: “Well, all of them.

Amelia: “You had the same dream.

The Doctor: “Basically.

Rory: “You said it was a nightmare.

The Doctor: “Did I say nightmare? No, more of a really good mare. Look, it doesn’t matter. We all had some kind of psychic episode. We probably jumped a time track or something. Forget it. We’re back to reality now.

(A bird is singing.)

Amelia: “Doctor? If we’re back to reality, how come I can still hear birds?

Rory: “Yeah, the same birds. The same ones we heard in the

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ory: “Dream. Oh! Sorry. Nodded off. Stupid. God, I must be overdoing it. I was dreaming we were back on the TARDIS.

(The Doctor checks his braces and walks away.)

Rory: “You had the same dream, didn’t you?

Amelia: “Weren’t we just saying the same thing?

Rory: “But we thought this was the dream, didn’t we?

Amelia: “I think so. Why do dreams have to fade so quickly?

Rory: “Doctor, what is going on?

Amelia: “Is this because of you? Is this some Time Lordy thing because you’ve shown up again?

The Doctor: “Listen to me. Trust nothing. From now on, trust nothing you see, hear or feel.

Rory: “But we’re awake now.

The Doctor: “Yeah. You thought you were awake on the TARDIS, too.

Amelia: “But we’re home.

The Doctor: “Yeah, you’re home. You’re also dreaming. Trouble is, Rory, Amy, which is which? Are we flashing forwards or backwards? Hold on tight. This is going be a tricky one.

The Doctor: “Oh, this is bad. I don’t like this.

(He kicks the console, and hurts his leg.)

The Doctor: “Argh. Never use force. You just embarrass yourself. Unless you’re cross, in which case, always use force.

Amelia: “Shall I run and get the manual?

The Doctor: “I threw it in a supernova.

Amelia: “You threw the manual in a supernova? Why?

The Doctor: “Because I disagreed with it. Stop talking to me when I’m cross.

Rory: “Okay, but whatever’s wrong with the TARDIS, is that what caused us to dream about the future?

The Doctor: “If we were dreaming of the future.

Amelia: “Well, of course we were. We were in Leadworth.

Rory: “Upper Leadworth.

The Doctor: “Yeah, and we could still be in Upper Leadworth, dreaming of this. Don’t you get it?

Amelia: “No, okay? No, this is real. I’m definitely awake now.

The Doctor: “And you thought you were definitely awake when you were all elephanty.

Amelia: “Hey. Pregnant.

The Doctor: “And you could be giving birth right now. This could be the dream. I told you. Trust nothing we see or hear or feel. Look around you. Examine everything. Look for all the details that don’t ring true.

Rory: “Okay, we’re in a spaceship that’s bigger on the inside than the outside.

Amelia: “With a bow tie-wearing alien.

Rory: “So maybe what rings true isn’t so simple.

The Doctor: “Valid point.

(The TARDIS switches off. There is just a faint glow from the time rotor left.)

The Doctor: “It’s dead. We’re in a dead time machine.

(A bird sings. Rory hugs Amy.)

The Doctor: “Remember, this is real. But when we wake up in the other place, remember how real this feels.

Amelia: “It is real. I know it’s real.

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Amelia: “Okay, this is the real one. Definitely this one. It’s all solid.

My eyes widened. “That’s it! Guys, ne-”

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I gasped, rising up from the bed.

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“Oh, I hate the Dream Lord.” I grumbled, petting the Doctor’s face. “I know he’s just your subconscious, but still.”

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“Terra! What happened earlier?” The Doctor asked.

I tilted my head. What did happen? “I...I don’t know.”

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POGGIT: “Hello, Rory love.

Rory: “Hello, Mrs Poggit. How’s your hip?

POGGIT: “A bit stiff.

The Doctor: “Oh, easy, D-96 compound, plus. No, you don’t have that yet. Forget that.

POGGIT: “Who’s your friend? A junior doctor?

Rory: “Yes.

POGGIT: “Can I borrow you? You’re the size of my grandson.

(The Doctor has to try on the sweater Mrs Poggit is knitting.)

The Doctor: “Slightly keen to move on. Freak psychic schism to sort out. You’re incredibly old, aren’t you?

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Amelia: “Okay, I hate this, Doctor. Stop it, because this is definitely real. It’s definitely this one. I keep saying that, don’t I?

Rory: “It’s bloody cold.

The Doctor: “The heating’s off.

Rory: “The heating’s off?

The Doctor: “Yeah. Put on a jumper. That’s what I always do.

Rory: “Er, yes. Sorry about Mrs Poggit. She’s so lovely though.

The Doctor: “I wouldn’t believe her nice old lady act if I were you.

Amelia: “What do you mean, act?

The Doctor: “Everything’s off. Sensors, core power. We’re drifting. The scanner’s down so we can’t even see out. We could be anywhere. Someone, something, is overriding my controls.

(A little man in a red bow tie and tweed jacket suddenly appears on the stairs behind the Doctor.)

Dream Lord: “Well, that took a while. Honestly, I’d heard such good things. Last of the Time Lords, the Oncoming Storm. Him in the bow tie.

“You...” I whispered.

The Dream Lord grinned at me.

The Doctor: “How did you get into my TARDIS? What are you?

Dream Lord: “What shall we call me? Well, if you’re the Time Lord, let’s call me the Dream Lord.

The Doctor: “Nice look.

Dream Lord: “This? No, I’m not convinced. Bow ties?

(The Doctor throws his sonic screwdriver through the Dream Lord.)

Dream Lord: “Interesting. I’d love to be impressed, but Dream Lord. It’s in the name, isn’t it? Spooky. Not quite there.

(He pops up behind them.)

Dream Lord: “And yet, very much here.

The Doctor: “I’ll do the talking, thank you. Amy, want to take a guess at what that is?

Amelia: “Er, Dream Lord. He creates dreams.

The Doctor: “Dreams, delusions, cheap tricks.

Dream Lord: “And what about the gooseberry, here. Does he get a guess?

Rory: “Er, listen, mate. If anyone’s the gooseberry round here, it’s the Doctor.

Dream Lord: “Well now, there’s a delusion I’m not responsible for.

Rory: “No, he is. Isn’t he, Amy.

Dream Lord: “Oh, Amy, have to sort your men out. Choose, even.

Amelia: “I have chosen. Of course I’ve chosen.

(Amy is standing close to the Doctor, but she hits Rory.)

Amelia: “It’s you, stupid.

Rory: “Oh, good. Thanks.

Dream Lord: “You can’t fool me. I’ve seen your dreams. Some of them twice. Amy. Blimey, I’d blush if I had a blood supply or a real face.

The Doctor: “Where did you pick up this cheap cabaret act?

Dream Lord: “Me? Oh, you’re on shaky ground.

The Doctor: “Am I?

Dream Lord: “If you had any more tawdry quirks you could open up a Tawdry Quirk Shop. The madcap vehicle, the cockamamie hair, the clothes designed by a first-year fashion student. I’m surprised you haven’t got a little purple space dog just to ram home what an intergalactic wag you are. Where was I?

Rory: “You were

Dream Lord: “I know where I was. So, here’s your challenge. Two worlds. Here, in the time machine, and there, in the village that time forgot.

One is real, the other’s fake. And just to make it more interesting, you’re going to face in both worlds a deadly danger, but only one of the dangers is real.

“And, as for you, Little Miss Terra.” The Dream Lord said, snapping his fingers. The chirping started. “Can’t have you ruining everything.”

Then, the chirping stopped cold.

Tweet, tweet. Time to sleep.” “Oh. Or are you waking up?

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“No!” I screamed. I held the unconscious Doctor. “Wake up! Please! You need to wake up!”

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I woke up in the playground.

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I held the Doctor’s hand. “Please. I need you to wake up.”

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“Hello my dear.”

I turned around, seeing the Dream Lord. “Please, I know who you are. Just make this stop. You can stop this.”

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I kissed the Dream Lord. He was blushing. “Please, manboy, I love you. You don’t have to hurt anyone.”

The Dream Lord gained back his composure. “You should just learn to stay away from him. It’ll save me the trouble.”

I growled. “Leave him alone.”

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I was back in the cold TARDIS. “You sure this is the Doctor’s dream? Cause I wouldn’t mind being stuck here.” I said, shivering slightly.

The Dream Lord just glared. “You should just leave. Look at me. I’ve been trying to get rid of you from the start!”

“You’re his subconscious. He does that naturally.” I shrugged. Turning my head, I saw the sleeping Doctor. I giggled. “He’s subconsciously pushing me away. Haha.”

The Dream Lord scoffed. “Your jokes are horrid.”

“Says the pot to the kettle.” I teased him. “He tries to push them away, but it only makes them hold on tighter.”

“Yes, but how tight can you hold onto him before he lets you go?” The Dream Lord asked. “Lets you down?”

“As long as it takes.” I snapped. “You should know that by now.”

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I laid out their ponchos.

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The Doctor stuck the two of us in a freezer. How lovely of him.

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The Dream Lord fumbled, slightly. “Oh dear. It seems he noticed my blush.”

I smirked. “Oh? How lovely.”

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The Doctor had wrapped me up in his tweed coat. I shook my head, taking it off, and put it back onto him.

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Dream Lord: “Poor Amy. He always leaves you, doesn’t he, alone in the dark. Never apologises.

Amelia: “He doesn’t have to.

Dream Lord: “That’s good, because he never will. And now he’s left you with me. Spooky old, not to be trusted me. Anything could happen.

“You leave Amelia alone!” I snapped at the Dream Lord.

He gave me a curious look. “You actually care about Amy?”

“Amelia.” I corrected. “And why wouldn’t I?”

The Dream Lord scoffed. “Oh, I could show you the list. It’s at least five pages long, and that’s just today!”

I growled at him. “Leave Amelia alone!” I snarled. “She’s family, and no one hurts my family!”

The Dream Lord blinked, a little surprised by this. “That’s what you think she is? Family?”

“She’s been helping me for a long time.” I said. “Long before I started traveling with the Doctor. She helped me become brave, and be who I was. She actually helped me with my sarcasm, and wit. She taught me the truest form of bravery, and sacrifice. Amelia Jessica Pond is my favorite superhero.”

I shoved the Dream Lord into the TARDIS railing. “And I don’t care who you are, you mess with someone I hold in high esteem, I kick your ass!”

The Dream Lord glared at me. “She has to choose!”

“Who said?” I snapped. “Who said Amelia has to choose between life in space and life with Rory? It’s you idiot men and your bloody pissing contests!” I shoved myself away from him, I let out an almost yell of anger. “I’ve met werewolves that were less stubborn than you!”

“Terra, who is he?”

“Amy, bigger picture.” I snapped. “It doesn’t matter.”

Amelia just glared at the Dream lord. “But what does he want?” She turned her attention to him. “The Doctor knows him, but he’s not telling me who you are. And he always does. Takes him awhile sometimes, but he tells me.” She gave him a once over. “So you’re something different.”

“Oh, is that who you think you are? The one he trusts?”

“Actually, yes.” Amelia said, prideful.

“The only girl in the universe to whom the Doctor tells everything?”

“Leave her alone.” I growled.

The Dream Lord gave me a look that said be quiet. “I could send you right back to where you started and keep you out.”

My eyes stayed on him, filled with fire. I couldn’t be kicked out again. I didn’t have the strength to fight off a defended Doctor.

“Yes.” Amelia said, going back to the Dream Lord’s question.

He actually grinned. “So what’s his name?” He challenged. “What’s his favorite color? What’s his favorite planet? Who was his first companion? Why does he really love you earth girls?”

“Amber.” The word flew out of my mouth. The two turned to me. “The Doctor’s favorite color. His favorite planet is the Earth, which surprises everyone he tells. He could tell you it was the lost moon of Poosh, or the Rings of Akhaten, or even his home planet, but it’s Earth. His first companion was the TARDIS, since the two of them traveled together. If you want to get technical, it was Susan. And he loves us ‘earth girls’ because we inspire him, and give him the encouragement he needs to go on. He gets lost without us.”

The Dream Lord started to beam. He turned to Amelia, as if he had won.

Amelia was looking at me in shock. “How did you know all of that?”

I shrugged, suddenly feeling nervous. “The Doctor told me.”

The Dream Lord made himself known. “Hmm. Now that that’s settled, which one of these men would you really choose? Look at them. You ran away with a handsome hero. Would you really give him up for a bumbling country doctor who thinks the only thing he needs to be interesting is a ponytail?”

Amelia: “Stop it.

Dream Lord: “But maybe it’s better than loving and losing the Doctor. Pick a world, and this nightmare will all be over. They’ll listen to you. It’s you they’re waiting for. Amy’s men. Amy’s choice.”

Amelia was gone again, and I lunged at the Dream Lord.

He vanished, and I screamed at him.

“YOU LEAVE AMELIA ALONE!”

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(The Doctor gets rid of his passengers.)

The Doctor: “Everybody, out, out, out. Into the church, that’s right. Don’t answer the door.

(He drives off.)

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(The Dream Lord appears wearing a peach racing suit and holding a full face helmet.)

The Dream Lord: “It’s make your mind up time in both worlds.

The Doctor: “Fine. I need to find my friends.

The Dream Lord: “Friends? Is that the right word for the people you acquire? Friends are people you stay in touch with. Your friends never see you again once they’ve grown up. The old man prefers the company of the young, does he not?

(The Dream Lord vanishes again, and the Doctor arrives outside the cottage to see the slow motion onslaught of the elderly.)

The Doctor: “Okay.

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(The window opens, making them jump.)

The Doctor: “Sorry. I had to stop off at the butcher’s.

Rory: “What are we going to do?

The Doctor: “I don’t know. I thought the freezing TARDIS was real but now I’m not so sure.

Amy: “Oh! I think the baby’s starting.

Rory: “Honestly?

Amy: “Would I make it up at a time like this?

Rory: “Well, you do have a history of (gets a Look) being very lovely.”

“Nice save, Nurse boy.” Terra snarked.

“Why are they so desperate to kill us?

The Doctor: “They’re scared. Fear generates savagery.

(Something is thrown through a window. A gnome, I think. Mrs Poggit breaths at Rory, and some of the green gas touches him.)

Amy: “Rory!”

“Terra!” The Doctor shouted.

(The Doctor knocks Mrs Poggit off the porch roof.)

Rory: “No, I’m not ready.”

Amy: “Stay.”

The Doctor held Terra’s hand, watching in mute horror as it slowly faded into dust. “Terra.”

She smiled at him, fondness in her amber eyes. “Hey.” She said in a sing song tune.

“No.” The Doctor shook his head. “No. You’re not dying today.”

Terra only laughed. “Demanding much?”

(Rory begins to turn to dust.) Rory: “Look after our baby.”

Amy: “No. No. Come back. Save him. You save everyone. You always do. It’s what you do.”

The Doctor: “Not always. I’m sorry.”

Amy: “Then what is the point of you? (Amy touches the pile of dust then gets up.) “This is the dream. Definitely this one. Now, if we die here, we wake up, yeah?”

The Doctor: “Unless we just die.”

Amy: “Either way, this is my only chance of seeing him again. This is the dream.”

The Doctor: “How do you know?”

Amy: “Because if this is real life, I don’t want it. I don’t want it.”

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The Doctor wouldn’t say it, but he had thought the same.

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Amy: “Why aren’t they attacking?”

The Doctor: “Either because this is just a dream or because they know what we’re about to do.”

(Amy holds out her hand for the camper van key.) The Doctor knew she was serious about going through with it, she was Amy. He also knew that he still had some of Terra’s ashes on his hand. He knew that Terra hadn’t died today, that she was still alive.

He knew who the Dream Lord was.

The Doctor: “Be very sure. This could be the real world.” The Doctor lied.

Amy: “It can’t be. Rory isn’t here. I didn’t know. I didn’t, I didn’t, I honestly didn’t, till right now. I just want him.”

The Doctor: “Okay. Okay.”

(Amy starts the engine. The Doctor looks at the Dream Lord then gets in the passenger side.)

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Amy: “I love Rory, and I never told him. But now he’s gone.”

Then, Amy turned on the camper.

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Terra

My eyes widened. We were waking up!

“Doctor!” I cheered, holding him close.

The Doctor was momentarily confused. He looked down at his jacket, then up at me. “I gave you the jacket.” The Doctor said, almost stern. “You should have on the jacket.”

I shook my head. “No. You put it on now.” Keeping my gaze on the glass floor, I held out the tweed jacket.

“I can regulate my body temperature. You can’t.” The Doctor said.

“Put the jacket on, or I cannot be responsible for happens next.” I warned. My mind’s eye brought up images of Eleven without his jacket on. Just those red braces and blue button up.

Thank the Story I was sitting down already, or my knees would have given out.

“Terra, are you blushing?” Amelia snickered.

“Amelia.” I said in a warning tone. My eyes squeezed shut, lest I accidentally get a peek at him without his jacket. “I will jump him with you in the console room, and it will not be pretty.”

Then, an image of the Doctor and I doing it in the console room with Amelia and Rory watching came to me. Woah, that looked dangerous. Was that what I liked now, voyeur? I mean, I kinda liked it before too, but this felt a little extreme.

Also, why aren’t the Ponds making out in my fantasy? That made the whole thing awkward.

“Terra?”

“Take the jacket.” I threw it in the direction of the Doctor.

Son of a bitch, my eyes were open!

The Doctor was just wearing a blue button up shirt, and one of those ponchos. My jaw dropped. I could see muscles under his shirt.

The Doctor looked at me, seemingly confused, but then smirked. “Like what you see?”

Instead of words, my mouth spewed out random gurgles. This only made the Doctor’s smirk even wider.

He grabbed the sides of my face, and kissed me.

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“So, you chose this world.” The Dream Lord said, suddenly appearing. “Well done. You got it right. And with only seconds left. Fair’s fair. Let’s warm you up.” (restores power) “I hope you’ve enjoyed your little fictions. It all came out of your imagination, so I’ll leave you to ponder on that. I have been defeated. I shall withdraw. Farewell.”

“Something happened. I... What happened to me? I...” (Amelia slowly takes him in a hug) “Oh. Oh, right. This is good. I am liking this. Was it something I said?” (Amelia releases the hug and looks at him) “Can you tell what it was so I can use it in emergencies? And maybe birthdays.”

They both turn at the sound of the TARDIS starting up again.

Amelia: “What are we doing now?”

The Doctor: “Me, I’m going to blow up the TARDIS.”

Rory: “What?”

The Doctor: “Notice how helpful the Dream Lord was? Okay, there was misinformation, red herrings, malice, and I could have done without the limerick, but he was always very keen to make us choose between dream and reality.”

Amelia: “What are you doing?!”

“Doctor! The Dream Lord conceded! This isn’t the dream!” Rory yelled.

“Yes, it is!” The Doctor

Amelia: “Stop him.”

The Doctor: “Star burning cold? Do me a favor. The Dream Lord has no power over the real world. He was offering us a choice between two dreams.”

Amelia: “How do you know that?”

The Doctor: “Because I know who he is.”

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I held his hand, waiting to wake up.

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I rose up, letting out a small gasp. “Oh. My head.”

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The Doctor looked like a deer in headlights. “Terra! You’re-We’re-”

“In a bed? Gold star, manboy.” I mumbled, climbing out of it. This felt extremely awkward, especially since I only just recently admitted I was in love with him.

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The Doctor: “Any questions?”

Amelia: “Er, what’s that?”

The Doctor: “A speck of psychic pollen from the candle meadows of Karass don Slava. Must have been hanging around for ages. Fell in the time rotor, heated up and induced a dream state for all of us.”

(He takes it to the door and blows it into space.)

Rory: “So that was the Dream Lord then? Those little specks.”

The Doctor: “No, no. No. Sorry, wasn’t it obvious? The Dream Lord was me. Psychic pollen. It’s a mind parasite. It feeds on everything dark in you, gives it a voice, turns it against you. I’m nine hundred and seven. It had a lot to go on.”

Amelia: “But why didn’t it feed on us, too?”

The Doctor: “The darkness in you pair, it would’ve starved to death in an instant. I choose my friends with great care. Otherwise, I’m stuck with my own company, and you know how that works out.”

Amelia: “But those things he said about you. You don’t think any of that’s true?”

The Doctor: “Amy, right now a question is about to occur to Rory. And seeing as the answer is about to change his life, I think you should give him your full attention.”

Rory: “Yeah. Actually, yeah.”

The Doctor: “There it is.”

Rory: “Because what I don’t get is, you blew up the TARDIS, that stopped that dream, but what stopped the Leadworth dream?”

Amelia: “We crashed the camper van.”

Rory: “Oh, right. I don’t remember that bit.”

Amelia: “No, you weren’t there. You were already.”

Rory: “Already what?”

Amelia: “Dead. You died in that dream. Mrs Poggit got you.”

Rory: “Okay. But how did you know it was a dream? Before you crashed the van, how did you know you wouldn’t just die?”

Amelia: “I didn’t.”

Rory: “Oh.”

Amelia: “Yeah.”

Rory: “Oh.”

Amelia: “Yeah, oh.”

(Rory kisses Amy, then she kisses him back.)

The Doctor: “So, well then, where now? Or should I just pop down to the swimming pool for a few lengths?”

Rory: “I don’t know. Anywhere’s good for me. I’m happy anywhere. It’s up to Amy this time. Amy’s choice.”

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