"Madam De Pompadour! Still want to see those stars?", the Doctor called through the fireplace.

"More than anything", Reinette said after she had slid gracefully in front of the mantle.

"Give me two minutes. Pack a bag", he said.

"Am I going somewhere?", the French aristocrat asked with hope prevalent in her voice.

"Go to the window. Pick a star. Any star", he said with a flirty smirk.

Two minutes later, on the dot, Madam de Pompadour and a large trunk were walking through the doors of the TARDIS.

"My dear Doctor, reason lets me to believe what I am seeing can not be", She said stuck halfway through the door.

From behind her the Doctor leaned into her ear, his breath tickling the sensitive skin, his voice a low whisper, "What did I say about reason?"

My heart stopped at the quiet intensity of his voice, not much louder than a whisper, What.

A smile slowly spread across her face as she turned her head to meet his eyes, "That one must never listen to it".

After a minute or so she was completely inside and the Doctor had sent us into the vortex.

"Dear Doctor your craft! It is magnificent!", Reinette gawked as she walked gracefully around the console.

The hem of her frock gently caressing the grating. Her hair slightly swaying to an invisible draft. She set her hands down gently upon the console, across from the jump seat.

Keep your dirty hands off of her, I thought but was quickly reprimanded by a low humming in the back of my head from a certain disapproving ship.

What? You actually like her?, I thought while raising an eyebrow.

The ship hummed happily in my head before retracting herself from me.

The woman gasped and as she brought her hand up to her face with delicate fingers coming to rest on her temple, "She is in my mind. Alive, so very alive, yet so very strange".

"She likes you, mind you, I'm not surprised. What's not to like?", the Doctor flirted.

"Right boss, mind getting everyone on the same page?", Mickey piped up from his once idle position behind me.

"Right. Right, Sorry! Mickey Smith, Rose Tyler meet Reinette Poisson, also known as Madam De Pompadour. Reinette, meet Mickey and Rose", he said with a big goofy grin on his face.

"So you are the Doctor's friends?", she said glancing at the both of us, her eyes lingering on me for a moment too long.

We're more than that, I silently thought, hoping that Doctor would correct her.

"Suppose so", Mickey said, "Wouldn't be here else wise would we?"

"Oh you both are more than just friends. You're family, Mickey, the idiot little brother-", the Doctor began to say as my heart began to sink to the floor.

"Oy, careful there mate", Mickey said.

"-and Rose is my best friend. Almost like a sister", he said with a wink.

That was not the correction I was hoping for. Actually, I think that's almost the last thing I was hoping he'd say.

"Rose Tyler here keeps me right. Couldn't do a thing without her. She's quite lovely once you get to know her too", he said.

Right, that's more than enough!, I though.

"Right, I'm going for a nice soak. Don't wait up", I said and turned around towards the nearest corridor.

Mickey caught my arm as I was turning to leave.

I looked into his eyes, "You alright?"

"Yeah. Course", I lied and glanced back as the Doctor and Reinette continued on with their two person conversation, as if I hadn't said anything.