Cousin Pond

AN: Yes, I know what you're thinking "She has put up yet another fic!" I promise that I will get round to updating my others but I have had as serious mental block with most of them. This one seems to flow quite nicely so please don't judge me.

Disclaimer: Once again; I do not own Doctor Who or anything majorly recognisable.

Prologue:

Danielle Pond sat cross legged on one of the large deep blue arm chairs in the living room of her cousin's home. She watched, with great amusement as her uncle; Augustus Pond, and her own father attempted to sing I will survive on the karaoke whilst trying to steady the pints of larger in their hands. She could see her mother sitting next to her aunt whilst shaking her head. She's going to give him hell tomorrow, she thought with a smirk. The families of the newly married Amy and Rory had left the reception a few hours ago and had gone back to Amy's parents' house for drinks, drinks that had gotten quickly out of hand. The eighteen year old turned her attention to her younger brother, who at the age of nine, really shouldn't have been up at this particular hour. The young boy glanced up and smiled; his eyes were glazed over and watery from yawning. She stood up, placing her WKD on the coffee table beside the chair before standing up and beckoning for the young boy to take her hand, he did so gratefully.

"Come on."

Rubbing his eyes, the boy answered wearily, "Where are we going?"

"To the spare room." She answered softly, "You look like you need a nap."

Young Thomas nodded slowly and began to plod gently up the stairs, Danielle close behind him.

After putting Tom to bed Danielle stepped outside for a bit of fresh air, the bottom floor of the house had become particularly stuffy and after all the laughing she had done, she definatly needed a burst of clean air. Stepping out onto the grass, she nodded at Luke; an old school friend of Amy's who offered a cigarette to her. She shook her head slightly and answered politely,

"No thanks." Luke shrugged and dropped his own cigarette to the ground before stepping back inside the house.

She was left alone, standing on the loose gravel of the garden. Still in her five inch black heels, she began to aimlessly kick the odd stone on the ground, watching as her breath hung, almost motionless in the chilled, early morning air. She quickly glanced down at her thin strapped black watch. 01.15. Sighing inwardly she took a step further into the garden, rounding the hedge, she was shocked to realise that she had almost walked into a blue box. The blue box that her cousin's imaginary friend had randomly appeared in at the wedding, only a few hours ago. She scoffed,

"Ha! Imaginary friend." She didn't believe it, she couldn't believe it.

She gently tilted her head to one side, examining the box. It was weird, she suddenly felt the urge to walk inside, so she could get an explanation of how the thing worked. It wasn't as if it was the norm for a police box to suddenly appear in the middle of a wedding reception. She stepped closer and gently touched the deep blue wood, she expected it to be cool to the touch, but to her surprise it was warm. She quickly removed her hand in surprise, yelping slightly. The box started to hum, like an engine, narrowing her eyes in confusion, she took a step back and slowly walked around the box, searching for any sign of an engine. Nothing, it was just a blue box.

Deciding that she had probably had a bit too much to drink, she began to make her way back towards the house, dismissing the sound and coming to the conclusion that it had been her imagination. She had completely forgotten that she was wearing heels however, and so when she had a head on collision with something, or rather someone, she was unable to keep her balance and fell onto the gravel, landing on her backside hard.

"Oh, sorry. Wasn't looking where I was going. I suppose I'm getting old." The man spoke from above her. She glanced up to see the strange man from earlier; The Doctor, or that's what her cousin had called him. She realised that he had his hand held out, waiting for her to take it, she did so and he pulled her to her feet rather ungracefully. She pulled her red dress further down her thighs when she realised just how far it had ridden up. She answered him distractedly as she brushed herself off,

"No, it's fine, no harm done. I'm fine." Danielle pushed her blonde hair behind her ears and gave a small smile to The Doctor before shuffling past him and back into the warm hallway.

It was about ten minutes after she had managed to clean the dust and dirt off of the back of her dress when Amy's mother walked into the kitchen and beamed at Danielle,

"Ah Danni, I don't suppose that you have seen Amelia anywhere?"

Danielle smirked slightly, only Tabetha was allowed to call her daughter Amelia, anyone else would probably get a light slap on the head.

"Um, no sorry, not since we came back. Why?" It was true that she hadn't actually seen Amy, but in all honesty; she hadn't actually been looking for her, "She's probably with Rory." She said with a small wink.

Tabetha smiled as she said, "But he's gone too," she turned and began to leave the room muttering, "I wonder where they have got too."

Danielle smiled and shrugged to herself before pouring herself some water. She thought nothing of the loud wheezing noise coming from the garden, a bit too tipsy to notice anything.

Thanks for reading, the link for Danni's dress is as follows;

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