Too many memories - for rory_pond

[wontwaitanymore]

Amy clutched at her head, kneeling on the floor. She was distantly aware of her wedding dress getting dirty. One sane part of her cried out at that, as another part cried Doctor! and a third cried Rory! and a fourth cried River's name, and a fifth... too many.

She could remember this dress; not putting it on, but having it, and leaving it. And she could remember... she could remember so much. All at once. All jammed into that little bit of gray matter that was her brain, and...

Amy screamed.