[it breaks Amy's heart, seeing Rory like this--she doesn't know what to do, there *isn't* anything she can do, they've lost their daughter and there will never be anything that will make things okay again short of getting her back--and she will never, ever think any less of him for being unable to hide his grief. Not over this. That little part of her might still want to resent him for showing it, but that's still only because she hates feeling so helpless. The rest of her is grieving with him. It doesn't matter to her that she hasn't lived it yet. She's going to, and just the knowledge is horrible enough as it is.
When he starts shaking, Amy slides her hand down to the small of his back and then very carefully wraps her arms around his waist from behind, leaning her cheek against his shoulder and closing her eyes against the tears burning in them]
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When he starts shaking, Amy slides her hand down to the small of his back and then very carefully wraps her arms around his waist from behind, leaning her cheek against his shoulder and closing her eyes against the tears burning in them]