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paynesgrey_ficsFandom: Doctor Who
Title: Clarity
Author: Paynesgrey
Rating: G - All Ages
Characters/Pairings: Rory, Eleventh Doctor, Amy, Amy/Rory
Word Count: 500
Warnings/Spoilers: No warnings or spoilers.
Disclaimer: I do not own Doctor Who.
Notes: Rory character-piece. Takes place in early Series 5. Written for the "brilliance" drabble challenge at![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-community.gif)
who_contest. Unbeta'd. All mistakes are my own. Winner third place.
Other Links: Teaspoon | AO3 | FFnet
Summary: Why did he have to be the responsible one?
He admitted, he'd been a bit afraid Amy would run off with this brilliant, dangerous man - leaving him behind and the loser of an unfair game.
At first, he'd only been this Imaginary Friend - a fairy story that someone must have told Amy when they were kids and it stuck - and too well. Of course, she'd always insisted he was real - and Rory liked her enough that he sort of believed. If he got to be with her, sure, the Raggedy Man was real.
Yet he was, and Rory didn't know if he was sorry for it. He'd entertained thoughts that maybe their lives would have been simpler without the Doctor showing up - without the Raggedy Man scooping up his Amy and changing their whole lives. Perhaps their lives would have been safer too. (Rory had no doubt of that, of course.)
They'd been traveling with the Doctor for months, seeing wonders and unimaginable things. Jealousy was not far from Rory's mind when he watched Amy look at the Doctor, with wide eyes and bright smiles, ready to jump into danger at the first moment he said, "Come along, Ponds!"
Though as they traveled together more, Rory's initial feelings toward the Doctor started to subside. He started to understand why the Doctor brought him along too (instead of leaving him on Earth and stealing his bride-to-be away). So maybe he wasn't jealous of the Doctor, not much, but he was aggravated. He'd had this conversation with him before. The Doctor, in all his brilliance and offerings, could make anyone do anything - walk through fire, shoot at someone, or fight an intergalactic monster! Nobody was safe! And sometimes Rory thought he was the only one on the adventure who saw that.
But he wasn't.
"Listen, Rory," the Doctor said to him in a low voice. He pulled Rory aside as Amy ran ahead, checking out the shops at the most recent alien planet they were visiting. "I'm counting on you."
Rory looked into the Doctor's eyes, searching for a deeper meaning within such vague words. Rory saw deep wisdom there, and even a bit of desperation. What did he mean? Counting on him to control her? Counting on him to keep her grounded when she wanted to go off half-cocked into some almost-certainly-fatal battle?
Rory paused, still searching within the Doctor's face and feeling his anger rise. Why did he have to be the responsible one?
"Wha...?" Rory swallowed.
"To love her, silly! I'm counting on you to love her!" the Doctor said, and Rory's mouth gaped open as he looked ahead to Amy. She turned back, meeting his eyes and grinning. He jumped a little as the Doctor clapped a hand on his back - almost to push him forward. His feet moved to the melody of those words, and Rory went to her.
Her spirited smile halted him, and Rory understood the Doctor's words a lot clearer the moment Amy took his hand.
Title: Clarity
Author: Paynesgrey
Rating: G - All Ages
Characters/Pairings: Rory, Eleventh Doctor, Amy, Amy/Rory
Word Count: 500
Warnings/Spoilers: No warnings or spoilers.
Disclaimer: I do not own Doctor Who.
Notes: Rory character-piece. Takes place in early Series 5. Written for the "brilliance" drabble challenge at
who_contest. Unbeta'd. All mistakes are my own. Winner third place. Other Links: Teaspoon | AO3 | FFnet
Summary: Why did he have to be the responsible one?
He admitted, he'd been a bit afraid Amy would run off with this brilliant, dangerous man - leaving him behind and the loser of an unfair game.
At first, he'd only been this Imaginary Friend - a fairy story that someone must have told Amy when they were kids and it stuck - and too well. Of course, she'd always insisted he was real - and Rory liked her enough that he sort of believed. If he got to be with her, sure, the Raggedy Man was real.
Yet he was, and Rory didn't know if he was sorry for it. He'd entertained thoughts that maybe their lives would have been simpler without the Doctor showing up - without the Raggedy Man scooping up his Amy and changing their whole lives. Perhaps their lives would have been safer too. (Rory had no doubt of that, of course.)
They'd been traveling with the Doctor for months, seeing wonders and unimaginable things. Jealousy was not far from Rory's mind when he watched Amy look at the Doctor, with wide eyes and bright smiles, ready to jump into danger at the first moment he said, "Come along, Ponds!"
Though as they traveled together more, Rory's initial feelings toward the Doctor started to subside. He started to understand why the Doctor brought him along too (instead of leaving him on Earth and stealing his bride-to-be away). So maybe he wasn't jealous of the Doctor, not much, but he was aggravated. He'd had this conversation with him before. The Doctor, in all his brilliance and offerings, could make anyone do anything - walk through fire, shoot at someone, or fight an intergalactic monster! Nobody was safe! And sometimes Rory thought he was the only one on the adventure who saw that.
But he wasn't.
"Listen, Rory," the Doctor said to him in a low voice. He pulled Rory aside as Amy ran ahead, checking out the shops at the most recent alien planet they were visiting. "I'm counting on you."
Rory looked into the Doctor's eyes, searching for a deeper meaning within such vague words. Rory saw deep wisdom there, and even a bit of desperation. What did he mean? Counting on him to control her? Counting on him to keep her grounded when she wanted to go off half-cocked into some almost-certainly-fatal battle?
Rory paused, still searching within the Doctor's face and feeling his anger rise. Why did he have to be the responsible one?
"Wha...?" Rory swallowed.
"To love her, silly! I'm counting on you to love her!" the Doctor said, and Rory's mouth gaped open as he looked ahead to Amy. She turned back, meeting his eyes and grinning. He jumped a little as the Doctor clapped a hand on his back - almost to push him forward. His feet moved to the melody of those words, and Rory went to her.
Her spirited smile halted him, and Rory understood the Doctor's words a lot clearer the moment Amy took his hand.
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