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headcanon that when clara introduces dean to the doctor the doctor takes it easier than danny bc he looks at dean & he knows he screwed up with danny so he's nicer to dean & he tells dean that clara is perfectly capable of killing him herself & aw.
HECK. HEADCANNON ACCEPTED.
&sleep had been neither deep not refreshing for weeks.
When he did get, it was light and he usually was jerked awake by the sound of Melody crying. Each time her shrill screaming reached his eardrums it was like being hit by a truck. Not because he didn't have the patience for a baby, mostly because it was reminder that he was still here, and he was doing this alone.
Amy was gone...
In his state of exhaustion, his feelings had numbed. There were no tears, only blank stares and the robotic like movements that got him through the day.
Lifeless.
This...it should have been the happiest time of his life, Sometimes, in moments of lucidity when Melody smiled, he felt an echo of what that happiness should have been, but it didn't last long.
Rory was a nurse, he knew what Colic was, he knew why Melody cried so much and that there really was not much that he could do. So when several complaints were issued, he began to stress about being evicted. There was neither the time or the resources for that right now. Amy and Rory were only supposed to be here a couple of months while they waited for their house to be finished being built. Now he wasn't sure what he should be doing. Only that he shouldn't be making any major decisions right now. Not to mention social services were keeping tabs on him while he dealt with the loss...if he lost this place, would they take her? Would they take Melody?
Tonight was a bad night, Melody had already been crying for over and hour and was not being soothed by her father. The loss of her mother was not lost to her, Rory could see it in her eyes. Maybe it wasn't even colic, maybe it was grief that plagued her mood...
"Shhh, Mels, it's okay, shhhh,"
Holding the crying baby, Rory walked about the flat hoping the motion would get her to sleep. That's when he heard the knock on the door. Usually the super didn't knock, just left a letter when there was a complaint. Puzzled, Rory shifted Melody to one arm, and brought himself to answer the door. There was an angry looking young women there in the hallway... One glance at him, and it was obvious that he was a dying man, at the end of his rope and looking tired enough to meet his grave with relief.
"Can I help you?" he asked, knowing what was coming. Whoever she was, she was likely the person who had been complaining and she had had enough and come to give it to him person.
sends love your way today. :)
[outofmind] Thank you, sweetheart!
"I SAID I was fine."
Oh, it's such a bad lie. His face is red and blotched, eyes red and full of tears. Maybe he should get out - go for a walk, travel somewhere, do something to get his mind of the absolute shamble of a man he truly was.
"Go on. Don't worry about me."
