5th Crack in the Universe // Amy Pond’s {Dream}

[kiss0gram]

The dream begins in blackness. Slowly, little pin-pricks of light appear in the dark. Stars. Only a few at first but they soon begin to multiply until hundreds and hundreds populate the sky. Amy appears. Floating weightlessly in a white nightie and robe, staring out at the expanses of space around her.

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[sexyoldgirl]

Do fish have fingers? [It's a question she's never gotten answered before. Might as well ask it to the Orangey-one.]

The cracks in the universe, everywhere and every time. [Yes, that's her. Exploding, controlled by the Silence and only she knows all about it. Mustn't say anything about it though for fear of spoiling the future.]

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[kiss0gram]

Do fish have fingers? [Amy rubs the last remnants of sleep from her eyes.] Of course fish don't have fingers. They just call them... [There's a pause as she realizes the random question isn't so random.] Oh. You saw that, did ya?

There aren't any cracks here. At least none that I've seen.

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[sexyoldgirl]

Why would they call them fish fingers when fish do not have fingers? [This questioning has been bothering her since the Doctor decided it was his new favorite food.] Yes, I imagine everyone can see it if they wanted.

No, there aren't any cracks and there won't be. [Because she definitely does not want to explode again.]

When did you see him? The Doctor with the big hair? [Sexy puts her hand on top of her own head.]

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[kiss0gram]

[Amy thinks it over for a moment.] I don't know why they call them that. I guess they're shaped a little bit like fingers but... [Amy shakes her head and moves on.]

He was here when I first got to the facility. The other Doctor. We were here together for a while until... [She can't say it. She can't.] He... [She closes her eyes for a moment. No, she has to.] He died. Then he came back, as this Doctor.

[memorizethefire]

Huh. That's a lot to put into one night's sleep. [He watches it play out, kind of intrigued]

[kiss0gram]

You think so? Your brain works faster while you're asleep. You not dream about a lot of things sometimes?

[memorizethefire]

No... Don't really dream. Not anymore. Guess I'm missing out.

[kiss0gram]

You don't dream? Nothing at all?

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[onteamdyson]

... well, shit.

[How does Kenzi do compassion? She hadn't even realized how badly Amy must be missing Rory. Better say something reassuring.]

Who the hell puts fish in custard?!

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[kiss0gram]

Mad spacemen who fall from the sky and don't know their own taste buds?

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[onteamdyson]

Grossssss.

... Are you cool? Everything okay over there?

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[kiss0gram]

Yeah. I'm alright. Better than I was for a while.

[She runs a hand through her hair absentmindedly. Everything is still a bit fuzzy.] You were in the dream, yeah?

[retardised]

[ -- Oh, he knows that. He knows quite a bit of that, he was there for a lot of that, wasn't he, and there's some things that hurt in there, like vans and like engagement rings and Rories and blaming. And, oh, he doesn't much think about those few years - long years, twelve years for her, a blink for a Timelord but a while for a human - so seeing them, seeing a tiny Amelia, small and wistful and wishing so, so hard for her raggedy Doctor, that's. That's. ]

[ It takes him a little while to actually answer. This week is wrong. This week is some access to thoughts without permission and it's ugly and wrong and so invasive. He almost wants to pretend he hasn't seen it. Amy will know he's seen it. He's got his hands clasped together and a small twitch of a hopeful smile on his face, albeit a slightly tired one. ]

Dream within a dream. That would make a great movie - !

[kiss0gram]

[A smile.] Yeah? Well, it's probably been done, some where and when.

[There's a short pause as she regards the Doctor carefully. She can guess what he must be thinking.] The dream wasn't all sad, y'know? It was happy for me. Remembering those things, everything I can. It helps.

[retardised]

Pile of good things and all that?

[ Had she had that? He doesn't actually know if she's had that, and he keeps rubbing his hands awkwardly. Sometimes he's rubbish at the consoling thing, catches him off guard. His smiles flinches again, into something sadder, as he fixes her with a longer stare. ] I'm sorry, Amelia.

[kiss0gram]

Yes. Good things. [Her eyes cast down for just a moment at his apology but then she meets his gaze.]

What are you sorry for? You came back, didn't you?

[seasalt_sunset]

Amy?

You feelin' okay?

[kiss0gram]

Yeah, Xion. I'm alright. Everyone is worried but I'm totally fine.

[She smiles in what she hopes is a reassuring way. She didn't want everyone seeing that, all those memories. They weren't anything to hide, but they are precious to her. Not something for everyone to know. It seemed like everyone was getting the wrong idea.]