DISCLAIMER: I do not own "Doctor Who," or any related characters…as well as a great portion of dialogue from this story.

Basically, just Amy's thoughts and feelings as Rory is erased from existence in "Cold Blood"

Slipping Away

"Tell me it's going to be OK! You have to make it OK!" Amy screamed, feeling her throat turn raw from the pure terror in her voice. Rory, her Rory, was dead and about to be forgotten.

"It's going to be hard but you can do it, Amy!" The Doctor's voice was in her head, but all she could think about was Rory.

A whimper escaped her lips as she could feel her memories disappearing. The Doctor pulled her over to the jump seat, but her tears were already drying up as she began to forget why she was crying in the first place.

"Tell me about Rory, yeah? Fantastic Rory. Funny Rory. Gorgeous Rory- Amy. Listen to me, do exactly as I say. Amy, please, keep concentrating, you can do this." The Doctor had so much faith in her- but why was he do worried? Oh- Rory.

Rory's dead.

Her mind felt fuzzy, her tears slowing. "But I can't," she heard her cracking voice whisper.

"You can," The Doctor countered. "Amy, you can do this- I can't help you unless you do. C'mon. We can still save his memory, come on Amy. Please."

She felt memories going by- their first kiss, laughing as The Doctor attracted the aliens, him spotting her engagement ring, and their photo-op in Italy- while The Doctor prompted her from a distance.

A white sheet was thrown over her mind- what was she thinking about again?

A sob escaped her lips as she felt her heart being torn as Rory was stripped from her history.

"C'mon Amy, c'mon. Amy, please. Don't let anything distract you."

They were talking to the Cavalary family, sneaking into the school for girls…holding hands as he tripped in the park…him being shot…holding hands in Italy, holding his rapidly freezing cheek…

Whose cheek was she rubbing? No, wait…when was she rubbing a cheek? Rory? Where's Rory?

"Keep remembering- Rory is only alive in your memory. You must keep hold of him, don't let anything distract you- Rory still lives in your mind."

A face…she could see a face…he was so handsome and scared, but eyes full of love…who was this Rory in her memory- why was he so familiar?

The TARDIS jostled beneath her as a white light flashed in front of her eyes.

She collected herself- she was on the floor, her back to The Doctor who had been flung away from her. Why had they been so close? The whole trip hadn't been jumpy. What changed it? Perhaps they had landed…her face felt damp, but she remembers running- maybe it was sweat from the center of the Earth.

Wait, had The Doctor been talking?

She turned.

"What were you saying?"

All he could do was stare, and she didn't know why.

But the pit in her stomach told her something wasn't right.

~~~~~END~~~~~