More than words

Thinking Out Loud

A/N

First I just want to apologize for taking so long to update. I'm a whole month later than promised. But it's here now, the conclusion to 'The girl who waited'.

I have more information in the A/N after the chapter if you want to find out my plan for future chapters.

Without further ado, here's the next chapter.

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Chapter 25 Thinking Out Loud

I'm thinking 'bout how people fall in love in mysterious ways
Maybe it's all part of a plan
I'll just keep on making the same mistakes
Hoping that you'll understand

But baby now
Take me into your loving arms
Kiss me under the light of a thousand stars
Place your head on my beating heart
I'm thinking out loud
That maybe we found love right where we are, oh

~Ed Sheeran

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"Always with the dramatics." Another voice reached Rory's ears and he turned away from Amy who was busy working on the recently decapacitated Handbot, to see a figure clad in similar armour to Amy's, walking towards them. She had a mask on but the voice came out distinctly female; and definitely familiar; no voice modifier.

"Doctor," He spoke into his earpiece. "What's happening?"

"I think the time stream lock might be a bit wobbly."

"What's that supposed to mean?" Rory frowned, his eyes still on the new figure.

"I think we have accessed the time-stream further into the future than anticipated."

"I couldn't resist." Amy said behind him, evidence of a grin noticeable in her voice.

"I apologise about your wife," The new figure said as she reached him. "I have tried to teach her manners but I gave up after the first fifteen years."

"Rose?"

"Hello, Rory." The figure took of her mask, revealing a grinning Rose. "I've missed you." She pulled him into a hug before he had a chance to respond. In his earpiece he could hear the disbelieving gasp of both the Doctor and Jack.

"You-you... You don't..." He spluttered.

"I know." Rose pulled away. "We started noticing around year eight."

"You said fifteen years earlier." Rory looked from Rose to his wife, who was now finished with the Handbot and was staring at him with an unreadable look. "How long..."

"How long have we waited for you?" Amy snapped. "Thirty-six years, Rory. Thirty-six."

"But... I'm..." He sighed as he averted his look. "I don't..." He drew a hand through his hair, leaving it resting at the nape of his neck. "I'm so sorry." He finally looked at them. "We never meant for it to take so long. For us it's been under an hour since we all arrived here."

"We knew it would take a while for you to get here." Rose spoke up. "We jus' never imagined it would take this long."

"You knew?" Rory frowned. "How?"

"Not important." Amy pushed him towards where her and Rose had come from. "If we stay out here any longer, more bots are gonna appear.

The three of them walked in silence as Rory's head swam with conflicting thoughts.