It was only a moment...just one moment and her surroundings had changed completely. The Doctor and River were nowhere to be seen, but neither was Rory. A surge of sudden panic overwhelmed Amy as she looked around the museum room she found herself in. There were only a few people, as it seemed to be getting late in the day, and none of them even remotely resembled her husband.

But he had to be here, after all they had been through together, Rory just had to be somewhere nearby...and soon.

She knew Rory was at least fifty years before the Doctor had last seen them, and she had not waited too long to follow him, so she had to have ended up near him.

Amy's eyes circled the room once more, and then locked onto the exit. If Rory was not here waiting for her, she certainly was not going to just stand here and wait for him to visit the museum. Squaring her shoulders, she walked confidently forward, silencing any doubts in her mind. Her Rory would always find her, and she would always find him, no matter what it took.

The thing to do, she decided, was to get a place to stay, and then find a way to get Rory's attention to tell him where she was. A missing person poster would do just fine.

One way or another, she would find him, and they would be together until the very end. 2,000 years could not keep them apart, wiping Rory from history completely had not helped. A little thing like being sent back in time was definitely not going to do any better.