Amy woke with a start.

Someone was screaming.

Loudly.

She listened as the person continued to scream. She decided it was a male. It had to be a male. She quickly pushed the covers off her body and swung her legs over the edge of her bed and opened her door. She soon found that who ever was screamig they were also crying. She half jogged/half ran in the direction the noise was coming from.

It wasnt long until she reached a large dark brown door, she pressed her ear to it and concluded the person was in here. She slowly turned the door handle and slowly walked in not want to cause him any more distress. She quickly saw that she was in a large bedroom, and opposite her was a large four poster bed that contained the Doctor.

She felt her heart drop at the sight of him tightly curled into a ball on the edge of the shaking with tears. She stood absentmindedly in the doorway unsure of what she should do. She eventually walked towards him and crouched beside his legs and placed her hand on top of his. She felt him relax slightly under her touch. When she thought he was comfortable with her being there she slowly stood up and climbed on top of his bed and curled up behind him. Her arms tightly wrapped around him.

She didn't know what was wrong and she wassn't going to ask.

Yet.