"You're going to make it, Rory, you have to".
It had been a few hours since the fire and Rory was still unconscious, having been near to the explosion.
She teared up kissing her husbands hand and started gently stroking his hair.
"You're going to wake up, and we're going to adopt children, and we're going to live happily ever after, please wake up Rory, I need you, I can't lose you as well, we've only just got married again, please don't leave me". She rested her head on the bed next to him and started crying.
A couple of minutes later Laura and her husband came into the room with some flowers and a card. "Amy?"
She looked at them slowly still crying slightly.
Laura put the flowers and the card down and held her arms out, "hey, come here"
Amy stood up and hugged Laura tightly, "I don't want to lose him, Laura, I can't lose him".
"You won't, he's not going anywhere"
"How do you know?"
"Because he just woke up"
Amy let go and looked at her before turning around and looking at Rory, who was looking back at her.
She smiled slightly and teared up again, sitting down and taking Rory's hand, kissing it.
