D.O.C.T.O.R.W.H.O.Dedicated Organization to the Constant Termination Of Rory Which Happens Often
Running From the Monsters"Mmmm." Amy opened her eyes. Rory was stroking her cheek with his thumb."Good morning," he said, kissing her nose. "The Doctor says we're not going anywhere this morning.""So I can stay in bed with you?" she asked, cuddling into him."If you want." He pulled her closer. "You deserve it."They stayed cuddled like that all morning, talking quietly, until the Doctor poked his head in. "Let's go somewhere dressy," he suggested. "Feels like a dressy day." He left and wandered back down the hall. "Dressy."They both laughed. "Do you want to go out?" Rory asked."I've had enough bed for today," Amy replied. "Why not?" She poked his chest. "Besides, I wouldn't mind seeing you dressed up again."After showering and changing, the couple met the Doctor in the control room where he was landing the TARDIS. "You haven't changed," Amy protested. She was wearing a short, sleeveless purple dress and Rory had on black dress pants and a white button-down."I am too! How about you two go out
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