"Get off me, Rory." Mycroft complained, squirming about even more. "Get out of my bed and take your stupid medicine with you. I’m not going to die just because you ignored my health for a day or two!"

[text; Sammy->Rory] It's demons we need help

I maintain to this day that he served under Caesar in Gaul as the captain of a Cohort and, when Caesar crossed the Rubicon, Rory followed but was fearful the Legion would stumble on where the Pandorica was hidden. When Caesar took power, Rory and him spoke and Rory ended up serving as one of Caesar's bodyguards and, in exchange, the Pandorica could be kept safe in Rome.

Well mainly because I already have 'doctorsandshoes' saved :P

The hunter gasped in ragged breaths as he tried to reach out to Rory - to strangle him. He didn't know what the hell he did this for, but he was dying - he knew that - and Rory was the one who just buried him. He wanted to speak, to curse him out... But he couldn't manage the words. Slowly, the prying hands began to weaken and the hunter went limp on the blade as his blood formed a pool at their feet.

tbh I'm tempted to just do what I normally do and go 'Fuck it' and hope for the best.