Hi! Hi! Sorry to all of you guys waiting on my other two stories! I absolutely had to get this one down on paper and up here. So here is the start of another story. I don't own Doctor Who, but I do adore it. Shall we be off then?
Music filled the console room of the TARDIS. The Doctor was busy at the controls, tinkering with a few things while the blue box drifted lazily through space. Amy and Rory Pond were busy chattering away about whatever came to mind, joking and having fun. Really they were the picture of domesticity, and yet here they were on the TARDIS. He simply had to chuckle at that thought as he waved his sonic screwdriver over some wires to take a few readings. The day was turning out to be a rare lazy day, one free of running and drama. Even he liked to take a break from the daily struggle of life and death and aliens wanting to lop his head off. The Ponds seemed to agree, none of them questioned him at all so he suspected they'd needed the break too. It was remarkable how natural they just seemed to fit in, and he'd probably miss them if they for any reason left his side again.
It was agony for him, they day they left him, or more precisely, the day he left them. When he "died" on that beach, it was horrible seeing the look on their face. River however was not phased, she knew he was alive, but The Ponds didn't for a long while. Even when River finally told them the truth, he still had not gone to them, not for a while because he couldn't. The Universe needed to forget him. The Time Lord was glad his friends didn't wait for him and carried on with their lives. They are brilliant which is why he picked them to be his companions. Really there is hope for the Human Race after all which makes him very happy, so happy he couldn't help the small smile which spread across his face.
"What're you smiling about over there you raggedy man?" Amy's voice startles him from his thoughts. In fact he jumped just the slightest bit. Amy stares at him raising her eyebrow at him, "You alright over there? You're acting strange today… Well ever since you came back from the dead…."
"Perfectly normal. I'm the definition of normal," The Doctor gives them his trademark smile. For now it seems to ease their fears, but sooner or later his little quirky remarks won't suffice. He snapped two cords together causing a bit of a spark and a few alarmed gasps from his companions but all is well. He pats the TARDIS affectionately, "There now Sexy, good as new." Amy giggles at the name and then resumes her little game or whatever it was they were doing. The Doctor turns and leans over the railing, watching them. His eyes are just brimming with affection, but inwardly he wishes that he could be with his wife. It wasn't possible at the moment. He knew River needed to spend at least a few nights in Storm cage. Before his dear wife finally convinced him to go get her parents, River had broken out of there every day just to be with him. It slightly unnerved the Time Lord just how well she could read him like a book, but he didn't want her to know that. Despite all of the hints he tried to drop to convince her he was fine, she wouldn't hear of it. In fact all she did was pester him, trying to get him to talk about his feelings. It wasn't outward and direct all the time, but they knew each other well enough to get the hint, the real hint after all she knew his rules. Rule number one: The Doctor lies. It was at those times he wished she didn't know him so well but even still, he wouldn't have it any other way.
Amy and Rory suddenly turned to him. He stared at them giving him one of his little quirky looks. "What? I haven't done a thing you know. I don't even have a hat on. I've been good."
"Well since you put it that way…" Amy smiled right back and him, just beaming and radiating happiness. From what he heard from River, his death had hit her hard. The Doctor hated what he did to her; all that pain he caused her just broke his heart, both of them. At the very least, he didn't screw up her life as he had his past companions but even if he did, somehow he didn't think she'd care or even blame him. That knowledge kept the ancient alien going though one day he felt not even that would help him but he didn't think about that.
Both of The doctor's companions suddenly ran up the stairs from the lower level and began playfully elbowing him. He looked from one to the other, a bit lost. It only earned him a giggle from Amy and a bit of a nervous laugh from Rory. Rory was a bit weary and shy it seemed. He had his moments being the Last Centurion as well as a Roman, but even so, he was still a bit of a quiet easy going, but shy man. Those two, Rory and Amy complimented one another brilliantly.
After a bit of the playfulness Amy finally spoke up, "Since we're not doing anything, Rory and I want to go back home for a bit." Those words oddly enough hit him hard in the chest. Maybe he was reading too much in to it, but he panicked for a bit. It was invisible to a human, but those green eyes of his lost a bit of mirth. Even so, his brave face was still on.
Fixing his tweed jacket he spun on his heels and stroke over to the console, entering in the coordinates. "Of course! Always good to go back and assure your folks that you're still of this world eh? How long do you want to stay? The Universe is pretty quiet right now plenty time for a bit of an extended visit if you like." Despite having suggested it, the thought of Amy and Rory staying any longer than their usual three days made him uneasy and oddly depressed. Without River Song, he relied on his two favorite humans to entertain and keep him company. Since he had spent five years without them waiting for The universe to forget all about him, he found that he had time to think. Sure River Song was there. Dear Melody, he probably drove her mad those years. By the time he did break down and go seek out Rory and Amy, she pretty much didn't want to be around him. Being a Time Lord, one does pick up on small gestures, little quirks that give away those unspoken feelings. Oh he knew River wanted, no, NEEDED her space. No matter how much love one has, everyone needs their space. No one knows that better than The Doctor. Even he has days where he'll shoo away his companions and spend some time alone in his TARDIS or he'll sneak away to one of many little hide a ways on the TARDIS and scream when he's frustrated. Sometimes he just lays there thinking and staring off in to space. When none of those seem to calm him, sometimes while his companions slept he landed the TARDIS on some quiet little planet and went for a walk.
Rory spoke up this time, bringing The Doctor out of his thoughts, "A month this time if you don't mind. Forgot we promised to spend a month with them for the Summer. Don't want to break our word. Marked it on the calendar we brought. Kind of glad we brought it…"
"I was wondering what you needed the calendar for. Fair enough then," he guided the TARDIS to Leadworth and made a smooth landing. "Right then one month it is. Have fun." The smile on The Doctor's face didn't quite match his eyes, but those two were mostly oblivious to it. If they had any doubts, they weren't voiced and they didn't act as if they had any. The Time Lord rather liked it that way and he cheerfully sent his two friends off to spend time with their family. In the span of a few seconds he was alone in his TARDIS.
Strolling over to the console, The Doctor rested his hand on the console. "Just you and me again eh sexy? Now then what should we do? I hesitate to leave; don't want to come back a day or more late… Better to stay put here and just wait. Sure I'll find something to do, right?" Even if the ship couldn't speak, the lights and things flashed in understanding. Groaning inwardly the two hearted alien dressed in old fashioned clothes made his way down the halls of the ship and began to search for things to keep his mind occupied.
There now I got three stories to regularly update… Going to be busy. Well, I wouldn't have any other way. Let me know what you guys think. Reviews encourage more ya know? Reviews are cool…