Rating: All Ages/PG
Word Count: 93,176
Author's Summary: A visit to an Earth-like planet turns complicated when the Doctor is injured, and Rory and Amy are pulled into court intrigue. 11/Amy/Rory friendship, and a little DoctorWhump! too.
Characters/Pairings: Eleventh Doctor, Amy Pond, Original Companion, Rory Williams,
Warnings: None - Action/Adventure, Hurt/Comfort
Recced because: This fiction is just...WOW. mmgage is one of my favorites. Her tales are always well plotted, her characters gorgeous, her fiction so well written you can SEE IT ALL HAPPENING - and her pacing is beyond delicious. I literally wait on pins and needles for each chapter of her work - and I am never, EVER disappointed. This is a rather longish tale, but oh-so-worth taking the time to read! This was one of those fictions that sucked me in and had me reading long past my bedtime, wishing I could stop the clock so I could revel in the Awesome of the story for just a little while longer. Lost sleep over this - but it was necessary - as I had to see what happened next! Gorgeous scenery, wonderful OCs (and I'm picky about OCs in ANY tale) and a plot that will hook you and have you running back again and again to enjoy. Don't deprive yourself! READ THIS FIC!!
Rory paced the bottom of the crater anxiously. The sun had set nearly an hour ago and the air was growing cooler by the minute. He'd zipped his jacket up to his chin already but it wasn't enough. He looked at the Doctor, feeling his anxiety increase. The man hadn't donned anything over his tweed sports coat before leaving the TARDIS. The cold hadn't seemed to bother him as they'd trekked across the land, but it had been warmer then and they'd been moving. Rory had covered him with the picnic blanket but with the temperature dropping steadily, he knew it wasn't enough. He'd found half a book of matches in his coat pocket, left over from a long-forgotten pub crawl. If he could find something to burn, he could get a fire going. He turned and started to move across the crater's floor in search of anything flammable.
Twenty minutes later Rory was shivering, but he'd gathered a pile of twigs and branches. He stacked them carefully on the ground, forming a small pyramid out of kindling. It took a couple of attempts to get a match to stay lit long enough to catch the kindling but after a few minutes he was pleased to see flames licking up the little pyramid he'd built. He laughed in relief and reached for one of the smaller twigs, adding it carefully to the fire. It didn't take long for the fire to be burning steadily. It wasn't large but it was making heat and light. Clouds were moving across the sky, blotting out the bright moonlight, and Rory watched them. He hoped it wasn't about to rain. They had a little shelter from the wind in the crater, but the Doctor wasn't close enough to the side to get any protection from rain and Rory didn't dare move him. He wondered if Amy had reached the TARDIS yet. He hoped so; with the moon covered now she'd be trying to find her way in the dark.