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Closed to Raaawry

Characters: The Doctor (11) and Rory
Date: Back dated to Eleven's arrival
Location: Earth sector
Situation: Reunions and adventures
Warnings/Rating: Lots of dorkiness abound but that's about all.

He never would of assumed that arriving here would of been so full of people from his life, so much to see and do, so little time for everyone. Now some people automatically shot to the top of his list, old companions and the like, but the one that grabbed his attention first was Rory. Good old Rory Pond. An old and lost friend. Someone he'd been so sure he'd been missing for too long.

He had been selfish, really, whenever it came to Rory. Always picking Amy over him, always forcing him to make the worst decisions. Or her, even. how could he ask her to leave him? Losing them had really brought to home how much he owed both of them for all they had put up with. And all he'd put on them. Seeing Rory again meant a lot to him, he didn't feel so alone any more. And that's why he followed the given address without any distractions.

Okay, one or two distractions. Maybe three if you count staring at a shiny thing that caught his attention.

Regardless, he was there in record timing, knocking the door in excitement and bouncing back awkwardly to give Rory some space. He had no idea who it would all play out, especially with Amy missing. It might not be the happy reunion he pictured.

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Being suddenly kidnapped onto a giant turtle was one thing, but seeing the Doctor? That was another thing altogether.

Well, not to say that Rory wasn't preparing himself for it - he had expected it, when he first saw the Doctor's name on the contact list. But then Oswi--no, Clara had told him that it wasn't the same Doctor he knew and Rory had just left it at that. Now, though...

Amy wasn't around, Rory was pretty certain of it. She had always been the better influence for the Doctor compared to him, and without her... he really wasn't sure how he was going to handle this. Things were obviously going to be delicate between them considering their abrupt departure from the Doctor's life, courtesy of the Weeping Angels. It had only been a while since then for him, but it would be a lie if Rory said he didn't feel the hole leaving the Doctor had left in his life. Still, at least Amy was with him, at the very end.

Now, though...

Rory stopped and pulled out from his thoughts before he could go further, not wanting to head down that dark train of thought - and also because there was a knock on the door that could only come from one person. Rory got up from his seat and made his way over to the door, opening it to see the person he had been expecting to see.

"..." He didn't so sure what to say, or if he even should say anything right now; considering circumstances, it still was somewhat surreal to him.

It was fine, never fear! The Doctor took control, as he always did, by pulling Rory into an awkward hug. He was used to hugging Amy, she always loved it and made that clear in all these little ways he remembers so fondly. And it was a trend he'd always had with his female companions, they were always up for a good hug. The men? Always so shy. Got uncomfortable very fast. Except Jack, he was a little too handsy whenever it came to hugs.

It didn't really matter much to him, however, if Rory even wanted the hug. He was getting one. Twice the strength so maybe somewhere out there, Amy could feel it. Insane notion but one he would like to believe in.

Pulling back, he did the typical manly slap to the shoulder, much like Craig always did afterwards. Reaffirm it wasn't a 'girly' act. Strange custom but he did it anyway.

"Rory Pond, in the flesh! Look at you, with your -- and the -- all over," he gestured to both the slightly long nose Rory had and his typical Rory-esque hair in a obviously vague manner. Because he didn't really know what to say either. So he babbled. Babbling always filled the silence.

Sliding passed Rory, he entered his home and looked around with a small frown. "So this is your new place?... I don't like it. Have you considered redecorating yet? I liked the old one better."

Rory wasn't too surprised when the Doctor came to hug him - it wasn't the first time he had to go through that, although it was also hard to expect when it would happen each time. Or most times, anyway. The Doctor was always hard to read, even after everything they had been through.

Even with that said though, hugging the Doctor back was always an awkward affair, mainly because the Doctor tended to overdo his hugs. Rory had to flail for a moment because he couldn't really breathe from the crushing force of the hug, but at least the Doctor pulled back after a while and clapped him on the shoulder, starting to babble almost instantly. He was nervous, Rory could tell - and who could blame him? Rory was kind of nervous himself.

He opened his mouth, wanting to say something, but the Doctor was already moving on, slipping into the house and (predictably) remarking on the place. Rory could already find himself starting to stifle a sigh as he closed the door behind him, stepping after the Doctor.

"I just arrived here recently myself; still pretty much in the 'settling down' phase," he informed the Time Lord with a look of exasperation.

Taking a seat already, the Doctor sprawled out on the nearest chair and set his feet up onto the arm rest. Making himself at home. That was a human thing though, right? They always say it to each other, even when they don't mean it. Had to have some level of truth to it, right? Or else it was just pointless nonsense.

"Settling down? I suppose you would be. How long has it been? Weeks, months? Not years. Unless it takes you a very long time to settle."

He looked about the rather sparse place with a small frown. It wasn't right, he was used to their old place and it felt more homely. Amy had added her decorating touch to Rory's more sensible style and they'd made something very uniquely them. Every time he visited, he couldn't help but marvel at how well they both worked together.

Seeing this place as it was now just left him weirdly uneasy. Not unhappy, just not right. Rory had to of felt it too so it wasn't worth pestering on.

"Been out much yet? I really need to start going about and soon. I hear you can reach you turtles head pretty easily but he's not very chatty. Up for trying to bond with a billion year old turtle? May as well say hello if you're going to live on him, otherwise it's just rude."

"...days, actually." Rory answered helpfully in response to the first question, still trying to keep his sigh down as he absently rubbed at his jaw. It was surprising, how the Doctor arrived so soon after he did - that was one thing he hadn't expected. Kind of. Maybe he should have expected it? Rory had no idea. This whole 'being kidnapped onto a giant turtle after being stuck in 1930s Manhattan' was something he hadn't quite expected in general.

Right. Back to the matter at hand: the Doctor. Rory still wasn't sure what to make of all of this, really. Seeing the Doctor again was... well, it was good, yes, but considering everything--he really didn't know what he should say, or do. They couldn't avoid the issue forever, but then talking about it was kind of hard too...

Rory exhaled loudly when the Doctor's voice interrupted his thoughts once more, and he turned his attention to the Time Lord. Bonding with a giant turtle... yep, just the thing the Doctor would do.

"I guess," he said after a pause. It wouldn't hurt, he supposed, and he would be lying if he said he wasn't curious - as well as worried. Living on a giant living creature? Not his cup of tea, that was for sure.

"Days? We couldn't of come that far apart either. Excellent timing, Rory. Always punctual," which was amusing because he was always late. Not just a bit late, always very late. But at least he didn't really need to be anywhere lately, that was the one plus of being here. He had no need to race back because he had nothing. No Amy, no Rory, no adventures. He'd been distancing himself, keeping himself from everyone because he just couldn't face losing someone again.

They broke his hearts every time. And it was getting harder and harder to face that. Even seeing Rory made his gut churn and his heart ache in a strange manner.

"We'll go soon, when I've made sure it's absolutely one-hundred percent safe. Don't want to get there and accidentally fall off a giant turtle. That wouldn't be ideal," the Doctor pointed out, looking at Rory with a faint smile on his face. He couldn't risk losing Rory again. And perhaps that was slightly neurotic of him.

Who would really blame him after everything?

Rory certainly couldn't - and in a way, he did understand, kind of. It was clear, at the very least, that there was something setting them apart now; Rory wasn't sure what to call it, but it was there. The loss they both suffered with each other had been something so final, so certain; set in stone, as the Doctor had said. And meeting here again... it did seem a bit cheap, somehow. Of course, Rory knew neither of them could complain about it.

Although Amy would take this better than he had. Rory couldn't quite decide that her not being here was a good thing or a bad thing.

"Well, take your time," he replied. "Neither of us are really going anywhere any time soon, besides."

"That's worrying, isn't it? Don't you think it's weird that we can't just leave? I never liked having an option just taken away from me. Seems rude," the Doctor objected with a slight snide tone, unable to help himself. He was trapped in a place that he didn't want to be without any way of leaving. And his TARDIS was gone. He really did find the turtle fascinating but that didn't mean he wanted to be stuck here. A week to see it all and investigate and that was about it.

Though he didn't know how he could get out of here. He wanted an escape plan but he didn't have one. Oh yes, he desperately needed one but here he was instead, wanting to see all his friends and have a little fun. Didn't he earn that? After everything, he really thought he did.

"I've lost the TARDIS. I suppose you already heard but we should find it. That's out best chance and only way to get out."

The Doctor honestly wasn't one to talk about being rude, considering all that he had done, Rory reflected privately but of course made sure not to say it. That kind of statement would just ruin everything right now and even Rory knew better than to do that.

Instead he bit down a sigh and made a mild face, nodding after a moment. "I suppose that's the only thing we can do right now." Without the TARDIS they didn't have a way to get out of this strange turtle place, but honestly Rory wasn't going to kick too much of a fuss. The people seemed okay so far, and the danger seemed to be minimal, so he wasn't going to complain. Especially considering the fact that he could see the Doctor again. If Amy wasn't around, at least he could tell her about this when he finally managed to get back.

"With everyone looking about, I might find it sooner but it seems odd that the old girl would just disappear like this. I remember being in her but when I woke up, I definitely wasn't. Being taken from inside the TARDIS is near impossible, I would say entirely but there are a few ways," He just sort of assumed that no one knew about them. And now that they might just, it was definitely an unsettling reality that he wasn't overly fond of. People being able to do that to his beloved ship was crossing the biggest and worst line of all.

Leaping to his feet, he did a peculiar little spin before gesturing for Rory to follow. Nothing would get done if they simply sat around all day nattering on. "Come along, Rory. Lots to see, plenty to do. Maybe we'll even get lucky and find a box."

Okay, so maybe he should be a little worried. The TARDIS was practically indestructible as far as Rory knew - although most certainly not invulnerable, as he found out with that time in the pocket dimension. It was entirely plausible that whatever that got them here might have tried to get both the Doctor and the TARDIS, but somehow only managed to get the Doctor.

...then again, that meant having to go through the TARDIS, and--okay maybe he might be thinking too much into this. Maybe.

Rory put those thoughts away as he watched the Doctor do his all too familiar spin, and wasn't that a sight for sore eyes. It was strange really, how all these little things seemed so precious now, but Rory supposed that was one of the fallacies of many people - you never could appreciate something until you lost it.

"I wouldn't get my hopes up," he cautioned, standing up and once more wondering if somehow Amy had ended up here. It would be nice if she was, really. "But no harm trying, right?"

Leading the way onwards and outwards, the Doctor left Rory's flat under the impression that his old companion would just follow. It was the way it had always been, he played leader and everyone just followed along. Amy was the best at that. It was strange without her here but it wasn't like they'd never gone on an adventure together without her. A few times Amy had gone missing and one bout of flu had led them to team up before and spend some time together. Make their own fun and try not to pine for her any more.

He was under the impression that he was fully capable of functioning with just Rory. He was practical, clever and knew when to stop him. Sort of the perfect sidekick really. That was why he liked him so much, he trusted himself to be under proper watch with his 'nurse' keeping close by.

Make sure he didn't do anything too stupid.

"Tell me, Rory, how much have you seen? Anything yet? You came here before me so you've had a bit more time to get to know the area. Or even just the distract. Anything worthy of note?"

It was almost as if nothing had happened at all - the Doctor led, and Rory followed even without asking. Just like old times, in a way, even if there was that proverbial elephant in the room which neither of them were going to talk about any time soon, it seemed. Not that it wasn't understandable; they both were going to need time to adjust, as mentioned before.

At the Doctor's question Rory blinked, taking a moment to digest it before he answered. "Um. Not much, really. Like I told you, I've only been here for a few days." And he was still trying to get used to the whole turtle thing. It was quite the change after... well, everything.

"Few days is plenty of time to get out there. See as much as you can, meet a few turtles and just generally get familiar with everything," the Doctor insisted. He'd seen whole places in a day before, it wasn't hard to see as much as was needed in a few days at best. Rory really wasn't the sort who got around much, he knew that, and so he wouldn't push the issue too much. Any was the adventurer, no one could stop her. Rory was more like his dad really, calm and content to just go with the flow and enjoy the world around him.

Oh and usually try not to die.

"I've already seen two parks, three old friends and had a coffee. It was revolting, I didn't like it," The coffee, he means, not everything on that list. He only had a mouthful and promptly spat it back into the cup in horror. Coffee was a little-- eh, weird.

Rory wasn't the kind of guy who would just instantly jump into the adventure, as much as part of him wanted to do that sometime. He certainly knew better than to barrel into something he didn't know about headfirst, and always found it much better to actually understand what he might be up against compared to not knowing anything about it at all. Of course, part of that was because neither Amy nor the Doctor would do it - so naturally, that position fell into Rory's hands, for better or for worse.

Not that it really helped, considering everything he had been through.

Rory blinked once again at the answer, confused by it for a moment before it clicked properly and he slowly nodded in response. "...right," he started, easily managing to link the 'three old friends' to names he knew through the network. "Rose Tyler, Jark Harkness and... Clara, right?"

"Yes, well guessed. Though I suppose Clara isn't so much an old friend as a new friend who I don't know but really should," the Doctor explained. He felt awful, really did, but he couldn't help when his timeline was or what happened ahead of him. He wanted to assure her and make her happy but how was he ever going to do that? It was like being deleted from your friends memories and he couldn't imagine that. To look at Amy and Rory and not have them recognise him? That could potentially break his hearts.

Fortunately, he didn't have much to worry about. He had a cunning plan to do some catch up and hopefully win her over. Despite his lack of knowledge of their time together.

"Do you think it's really an issue if you're friends with someone who doesn't remember you ever existing? I personally think it's doable."

It wasn't a surprise to Rory that the Doctor was behind on Clara's timeline - it was hard to be, after all, since he and the Doctor were on the same - so Rory did feel bad for Clara. It must be hard, having to deal with something like this. That short time Amy forgot about him had been bad enough as it was.

"I don't think so," he replied. "It's not like she doesn't exist entirely - its just that you haven't met her, that's all."

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Closed to Raaawry

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