It was late at night and Amy had just managed to get Elsa settled back down again. Going back into the bedroom she saw Rory was sat up in bed waiting for her.
"Hey, you okay? I thought you would have gone back to sleep".
"Yeah I'm fine, I just figured we could talk about earlier since we're both awake now".
She got back into bed and sat next to him, "okay, that seems fair".
"I proposed to you, and you still haven't said anything".
"Rory I know, it was just all too much, we had just got back home, Elsa was crying, I had sick running down my jumper, it was just a lot to take in at the time".
"Maybe it wasn't the best time to ask you, I can see where you're coming from".
"What about now?" She looked at him and smiled.
"You want me to ask you now?"
"Well why not? There's no distractions this time".
He smiled and stood up, "okay" he got the ring out of the drawer and got down on one knee as Amy moved to the edge of the bed next to him. "Amy, will you marry me?"
She smiled and nodded, "yes"
He smiled back at her and slid the ring onto her finger before hugging her, "I love you so much".
"I love you too". She hugged him back, smiling.
