Epilogue

Rory watched with concern as the Doctor hovered around the TARDIS console flicking various switches and levers. He still kept his left arm close to his chest, but he refused to allow Rory to inspect the wound. It had taken a week or so to reverse the Age Lock on Aleena and the rest of her people. From there the Doctor had helped them repair their navigation and headed them in the direction of an uninhabited planet that they could call their own. Amy had remained unusually quiet during the past week and a half, but had never taken her eyes off the Doctor. However now that they were leaving she was no where to be found. Rory came up to the Doctor as he finished with the last of the preparations.

"Are you taking us home?" Rory asked hopefully.

"I thought we would make a quick stop at Abydos first. I've been promising Amy I would take her there for ages and now seems like a good time for all of us. I think we could use it."

"Use it? I don't understand."

"Abydos is one of the leisure planet located in the Rim Worlds along with Argolis and Midnight. I didn't find Midnight very relaxing and Argolis kinda went down hill, but Abydos is still top notch, it's an entire world devoted to relaxation, cultural understanding, healing, and beauty. Abydos is amazing, just brilliant, and safe, I checked, the next thousand years on Abydos is perfectly uneventful."

"Why haven't we gone there before?"

"Personally I find the idea painfully dull." The Doctor admitted. "But Amy seems a bit cross at me and I know she'll like it."

"She's not cross, she's just...quiet."

"Rory, when a woman like Amy is quiet it means she's cross."

"Yeah." Rory agreed. "Speaking of Amy, do you know where she is?"

"She's not in your room?"

"No, I just came from there."

The Doctor hissed in pain as he reached up with his left hand to grab the monitor, trying to hide his mistake the Doctor lowered his hand and used his right instead. Rory stepped up and opened his mouth to ask if he could take a look at the Doctor's wounded shoulder, but the glare he got told him that even asking was dangerous. Tapping on the monitor the Doctor looked up at it.

"Amy's in the..." the Doctor double checked the monitor and paused "...oh dear."

"What?" Rory asked anxiously.

"She's in the library." The Doctor sighed. "Maybe I should go talk to her. She's been acting a off ever since the Zero Room."

"No, Doctor, she's my wife, I'll go."

"Are you sure?"

"No...not really."

"Be brave."

Rory forced a brave smile that gave him a looked that suggested indigestion more than anything else. The Doctor watched with concern as Rory left before pulling the final lever that would take them to Abydos. Rory went down the twisted maze of hallways until he came to the oversized archway that lead into the library.

Unsure why the library was so dark Rory carefully made his way towards the back where the mound of pillows was. When he got there Amy was sitting on them with her knees pulled up to her chest. With her arms wrapped around her knees she had her chin resting on them as she stared out at the shelves of books. Rory came up and sat down next to her without saying anything.

"I miss the glow." Amy said quietly after a few minutes.

"Glow?"

"Never mind."

"Amy, what's wrong?"

"Nothing."

"You know I know that's not true."

"I know." Amy admitted miserably.

"The Doctor knows it too."

"What does he know?" Amy asked anxiously. "What did he say to you?"

"He just knows you're cross at him and it's upsetting him...well at least it's making him uneasy or something. He's taking us to a leisure planet."

"Oh god, a dull, safe planet. He's is upset."

"Exactly. So what is going on? Is it about this whole Timonic Fusion whatever?"

"No, I really am telling the truth about that." Amy said. "Those words were just in my head and somehow I knew there were important."

"Then what it is?"

"I..." Amy hesitated to continue.

"It's okay, Amy, you can talk to me." Rory wrapped his arm around Amy's shoulders and pulled her closer. "Please."

"I saw, I saw what happened." Amy whispered in horror. "He did it on purpose."

"Did what?"

"Trapped them in time. Worse than that, trapped them in pain. All of them, men, women...the children." Amy continued as tears slipped down her face. "Rory, he can hardly be blamed, he was in so much pain, he couldn't breath, he couldn't die, and they were still experimenting on him. He couldn't even scream his lungs were so full of blood. It would drive anyone to madness. But then..."

"Amy?" Rory asked when Amy didn't continue.

"I can't...I can't go over the details." Amy whimpered. "The Doctor got free, all he had to do was leave...at that point Aleena was so terrified of him she wouldn't, couldn't have stopped him...but he didn't. In a fit of rage he tore this ship and these people across five billion years of time and agony...he did that on purpose. When we woke up on this ship and there was no one here, that was was the Doctor, he didn't mean to yank us and the whole ship back in time Gallifrey, but he most certainly meant to stretch the crew of this ship across time, turning them into ghosts...so unlike him...but I saw it..."

"Amy..."

"Rory we can never let him learn the truth. He will *never* forgive himself for murdering all those people."

"Murdering?" Rory repeated confused. "But he fixed everything, no one died...well, Jackles, but that couldn't be helped. He saved these people, he brought them out of the time stretch even though he knew they'd hurt him, he reversed their Age Lock, even found them a new home world."

"It won't matter. Not to him. According to his own code, his own 'Lemkin Factor' he was still wrong."

"Lemkin Factor?"

"The measure by which he decides if he's more evil or more good. Trust me Rory, the Doctor will consider himself guilty of genocide, and it will destroy him."

"Uh...okay, not to put too fine a point on it, Amy, but genocide and the Doctor...that's not really new."

"What do you mean? Of course it is."

"He erased his own entire species through, like, *all* of time and space, that sounds like genocide to me."

"That was different."

"How?"

"That was to save the Universe, that was War...this was revenge."

"So what do we do?"

"We need to destroy the evidence."

"What?" Rory asked in surprise. "How?"

"We need to find someone who can erase my memory without the Doctor knowing."

"Who could help us with that?"

"Who else? Our daughter."