He was jolted out of his pre-sleep state as he felt River climb under the bed with him. He felt so warm, so cared for and it struck him that he had not felt like that for a while. He smiled, curving his body fit with River’s. It had been far too long since they’d been this close.
"Too long…he murmured. "I want to tell you love, I really do. But it’s been ages since I’ve slept. Just a few times since Manhattan." he was so tired, and could feel himself slipping…
A little while later, the darkness cleared from around him and he no longer felt River’s warmth surrounding him. He looked around; there was grass, a sky, and grey stones…
That gravestone, Rory’s, there’s room for one more name, isn’t there? Amy choked out while looking at the angel.
He felt the words leave his mouth without his control. “What are you talking about? Back away from the Angel. Come back to the Tardis. We’ll figure something out.” She had to come with him. They’d be able to get Rory back, no harm done. he believed it, he had to.
The whole scene played out again but he was frozen, saying the things he had once said and watched as he lost his friend all over again. He watched the idea form in Amy’s mind, and River encourage her. He begged her not to go.
"AMY!" was all he could manage out, over and over again as sobs wracked his body. He pounded at the grave but it stayed, so he pounded more. He pounded until he opened his eyes, looking at the ceiling of the bedroom from the floor. His throat was raw and his eyes were wet and he was tangled in his sheets. His mind could only formulate one coherent thought.
River sighed and moved rolling back over to her side of the bed as she watch him wonder into his sleep. She really couldn't argue with him, he looked absolutely knackered all in that moment, and she knew that wasn't a lie because in all honesty, since the whole thing had happened, she hadn't slept much herself.
It wasn't until she heard the thud an his cry that she jolted from the bed to find that her husband had somehow fallen to the floor tangled in the sheets and from the words that had formulated in his mouth, her mothers names she had gathered that had been having a nightmare about it all, she helped pulled him up from the floor and held him close in her arm as she pulled the covers back around them.
She pulled his head to rest on her breast and listen to her heartbeat, something she knew soothed him most times, and she gently used her fingers to massage and caress his scalp in attempt to calm his nerves. River kissed his forehead repeatedly.
"Oh Sweetie" She whispered sympathetically.
"I miss her too." She told him, "I know its hard, she wouldn't want you missing her, you're her raggedy man" She half smiled, "You gave her the best of times" She assured him, "You gave her the starts, my love." River informed, "She was ready to go, she wanted to be with her love."
She left a gentle silence fall around then, "I have nightmares too" She whispered, "I have to say being here with you tonight is the only night I haven't had them though."
"Do you want to go back to sleep or do you want to just lay here for a while or do something to take your mind off of it?" She asked, "I'll do do anything you want Sweetie"
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