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Series 7 Episode 5: Angels Take Manhattan, Ending Scene

P.O.V: Amy Pond

"I always wanted to visit the Statue of Liberty. I guess she got impatient." Rory said as we ran onto the roof. I looked at the Statue of Liberty, the weeping angel version. 

"What? What is it, what?" I asked when Rory told me to keep looking. 

"Just keep your eyes on that." I heard him say. 

"Is there a way down?" I asked. Maybe that's why we came up here, there was another escape route. 

"Er, no. But there's a way out." Rory said, and I turned around. Rory had climbed up on the ledge of the building and was wavering there, his arms out for balance and a terrified look in his eyes.

"What are you doing?" I asked in shock, running over to him. "Rory what are you doing? Rory stop it. You'll die."

"Yeah, twice. In the same building on the same night. Who else could do that?" He said shakily, his voice filled with fear.

"Just come down, please." I begged softly. It was killing my just seeing him on that rooftop ledge, let alone wavering there unsteadily.

"This is the right thing to do. This'll work! If I die now, it's a paradox, right? The paradox kills the Angels. Tell me I'm wrong." I was silent. "Go on, please, because I'm really scared." He waited, but I couldn't come up with a reply. I knew he was right. Just then he wavered a bit, and fell back. My heart stopped as I reached out a hand and grabbed his shirt, preventing him from falling off the edge. 

"Oh, great. The one time you can't manage it. Amy, I'm going to need a little help here." Rory held out his hand and took mine, and held it up against his chest. I could feel his fingers shaking beneath mine, he held them tightly. He have my fingers a squeeze, and let his arms go out to the sides again. 

"Just stop it!"I pleaded. He couldn't do this, not to him, not the Doctor, not to River, or me. 

"Just think it through. This'll work, this'll kill the Angels!"

"It'll kill you too." I said. Even though he was right, I could never live without Rory. Not ever.

"Will it? River said that this place would be erased from time, never existed. If this place never existed, what did I fall off?" Hope bloomed inside of me, then died out again as I thought about him, falling,

"You'll think you'll come back to life?" I said skeptically. 

"When do I not?" Rory had a point. But I still couldn't. I couldn't risk it. 

"Rory!" But he was persistent. He wasn't going to back down. 

"And anyway, what else is there? Dying of old age downstairs, never seeing you again? Amy, please. If you love me, then trust me, and push." 

I shook my head, not willing to believe any of this. "I can't!" I cried. I couldn't.

"You have to!" Rory said. He was right, I knew it. 

"Could you? If it was me could you do it?" I challenged. Maybe he'd just step down, maybe this would all be over. This was nightmare.

Rory looked me deep in the eyes. "To save you, I'd do anything." As I looked at him, a tear rolled down my cheek. I made my decision right then and there. I gingerly stepped onto the ledge with him, and stood up slowly. My hear beat faster than ever, and I knew what I wanted.

"Prove it." I challenged again. If he really would do anything for me, he would do this. 

"No, I can't take you too." Rory said desperately.