They had just been to Jamies grave and were sat in the car by the church, Rory stroking Amy's hand. "You okay?"
She nodded and sighed, "okay as I'll ever be I suppose, are you?"
"Yeah I'm okay"
"Rory? You know it's okay to cry right?"
He looked at her, "what do you mean?"
"When Jamie passed away, I never saw you cry".
"Are you saying I didn't feel as upset as you did, because I was, I was devastated Amy, I just had to try and be strong, for both of us".
"I'm sure you were, I'm not saying that at all, I'm just wording it wrong, I mean that crying is a good thing, sometimes you just need to let it out, it doesn't make you any less of a man, it makes you more of one" she started stroking the back of his neck, "you don't need to bottle things up Rory, especially in front of me".
Rory looked at her tearing up slightly, "can you get out the car for a minute please?"
She nodded, "okay" she opened her door and got out, closing it behind her.
Rory put his head in his hands and started crying, slowly getting out the car and hugging Amy tightly, who responded by hugging him as well, rubbing his back gently.
