It was 3am when Amy finally returned to the hotel room and Rory was asleep on the chair out on the balcony. She went out to him and hit him over the head with a newspaper, waking him up.
"Amy, that hurt"
"Good, you hurt me first, what are you doing out here anyway?"
"I was watching you walk around the pool about 1000 times, do you feel better for whacking me round the head?"
"A little bit, what you said still really hurts a lot, I don't want to fight with you though, I don't blame you for blaming me for Jamie's death to be honest". She sat on the chair next to him.
"Amy, I promise you I do not blame you for what happened, I was upset earlier, I didn't mean what I said at all".
"I don't want to take your name again, Rory"
"And that's fine, it's your choice, Amy, I am so so sorry for what I said" he took hold of her hand and stroked it gently.
She nodded and looked at him, "let's just go to bed and get some sleep". She stood up and took her clothes off, putting one of Rory's big t shirts on, Rory closing the balcony door and stripping down to his boxers, both of them getting into bed, Rory turning off the light and cuddling up to Amy.
"I love you Amy"
"I love you too".
