Rory's POV
"Well?!" I snarled at the Doctor, becoming more impatient by the second. I hated waiting, I wanted to know now, know the future for my Elsie and how she could be helped. How long would I have to wait until she was fully healed? What could the Doctor do for her?
I was growing tired of Luke's fumbling and his need to re-assess each check over he made on Elsie, I wanted his hands away from her body. I knew what he was thinking, I could see it in his eyes. My Elsie was beautiful and every man wanted a piece of her, but she was mine and no one else was worthy of touching her.
"I'm growing impatient Doctor," I said with a grunt "What's your verdict? Will she be okay?"
"I know just the thing we can use to help heal her, it may take a week, but Elsie will be right as rain
