After misplacing their TARDIS manual in one of the many libraries on board, Clara and Ashildr accidentally land in New York in the year 1946. While struggling to get their TARDIS up and running again, they decide to make use of their malfunctioning chameleon circuit and temporarily open up a diner where they stumble across a few familiar faces…
You know when, sometimes you meet someone so beautiful, and then you actually talk to them and five minutes later they’re as dull as a brick. Then there’s other people, and you meet them and you think, “Not bad, they’re okay”, and when you get to know them… their face just, sort of, becomes them. Like their personality’s written all over it, and they just turn into something so beautiful. Rory’s the most beautiful man I’ve ever met.
Hello, old friend. And here we are. You and me, on the last page. By the time you read these words, Rory and I will be long gone. So know that we lived well and were very happy. And above all else, know that we will love you always. Sometimes I do worry about you though. I think once we’re gone you won’t be coming back here for awhile. And you might be alone. Which you should never be. Don’t be alone, Doctor. And do one more thing for me.
There’s a little girl waiting in a garden. She’s going to wait a long while, so she’s going to need a lot of hope. Go to her. Tell her a story. Tell her that if she’s patient, the days are coming that she’ll never forget. Tell her she’ll go to see and fight pirates. She’ll fall in love with a man who’ll wait two thousand years to keep her safe. Tell her she’ll give hope to the greatest painter who ever lived. And save a whale in outer space.
Tell her, this is the story of Amelia Pond. And this is how it ends.
From the time she was a child, the Lady Karen was expected to marry well. Imagine how pleased her parents were when she was able to capture the attention of the King of Camelot himself! Yet, despite the fact she had captured his attention, Karen knew that his heart belonged to a woman from long ago; a ghost from his past. She accepted his proposal because her family and tenants needed the protection of an army the size of King Matthew’s against their mutual enemy, the Hand. And, maybe, just maybe, Matthew would heal and come to love Karen the way he loved his ghost.
But as the engagement drew closer to the wedding, Matthew became more withdrawn and Karen began to see that this wouldn’t be the case. She decided to accept that her marriage would be nothing but a mutual agreement such as her parents were and confided this to her only friend in King Matthew’s court, a knight by the name of Sir Frank.
Frank was angry at Matthew and told her as such saying that he was so caught up in his past, that he couldn’t see just how good his future could be with her.
Karen didn’t know much about this knight, except that he was in charge of the rest of the knights of the Round Table and that his family was rumored to be killed in a raid in Frank’s home village shorty before he became a knight.
And yet, despite his cryptic past, Karen found in him what she had never found anywhere else: a place of belonging; someone she could be herself without her family or an entire kingdom to judge her for her mishaps.
She didn’t know how or when it happened. Maybe it was a result of spending so much time with him or after he rescued her from being captured by the Hand, but Karen found the lines between love and friendship with Sir Frank to become very blurred. She hadn’t meant to fall in love with him; she just had. It wasn’t just lust or some fleeting fancy to distract her from her loveless engagement. It was something far deeper. Karen knew this and she was pretty sure Frank did as well, though he would die before admitting to falling in love with the king’s soon-to-be-wife.
Her parents would disown her; the kingdom of Camelot would turn on her and her family.
But there was a part of Karen that just didn’t care.
favourite friendships [4/5] - The Doctor, Amy Pond & Rory Williams (Doctor Who)
Hello, old friend, and here we are. You and me, on the last page. By the time you read these words, Rory and I will be long gone. So know that we lived well, and were very happy. And above all else, know that we will love you, always. Sometimes I do worry about you, though. I think once we’re gone, ‘you won’t be coming back here for a while, and you might be alone, which you should never be. Don’t be alone, Doctor.