"River! Come here!" the Doctor yelled into the Tardis, staggering through the door with a giant fir tree.
River walked down the steps and stopped, staring at him for a few moments. He was obviously struggling with the huge tree, and he nearly fell backwards more than once. "What are you doing?"
"Trying to carry tree inside, what does it look like?" He let go f the tree, now half inside, and leaned against the door, breathing rapidly. "Today is Christmas Eve, and I wanted this Christmas to be special. It's a Christmas tree. I'm just having some trouble getting it inside."
"Why didn't you ask for help?" she asked, walking over to help him.
"I'm the Doctor, I don't need help. At least, I didn't until now."
Typical Doctor. She picked up one end o the tree and helped him move it into the Tardis living room. They placed it in a nice corner by the fireplace. It was quite tall, six or six and a half feet, and it was a festive dark green color. He'd done a nice job choosing it.
"You have snow in your hair." The Doctor turned to look at River. A few snowflakes had fallen perfectly from the tree into her hair. When she reached up to brush them away, he caught her hand. "Leave it, it looks nice like that."
She smiled and reached up to brush the snowflakes out of his brown hair. "Should we start putting the ornaments on the tree?"
"Yes! I'll get them, stay right there," he said as he walked out of the room, coming back a moment later dragging a box full of brand new, shiny ornaments behind him. She was standing next to the fireplace. "Did you move?"
"No, sweetie." She had moved, just to see his reaction, and she said her last statement with a hint of amusement.
He paused, remembering. "You did! I said stay right there."
"Well," she said sarcastically, drawing out the word. "I didn't know a difference of two feet would be so bothersome to you."
He grinned and handed her the box, which she put down next to the tree. She then picked up the first ornament, a circular black glass ball with stained glass yellow and white stars, and they both put it on the tree together. They continued like that for a while, each taking turns placing fancy ornaments on the evergreen in the room. When they had finished, the Doctor reached down into the bottom of the box and pulled out a brilliant white star. He took River's hand and reached up with his other to place the glowing star on the top of the tree.
River turned on the little white lights covering it, and they both stepped back to admire their work. It was absolutely beautiful; the Tardis blue and white ornaments, with a few black galaxy balls mixed in, did wonders to the dark green of the pin needles. The star on top pulled it all together, making it perfect.
The Doctor leaned down and kissed his wife's forehead, pulling her closer to him. They turned off the living room lights and sat down in front of the fireplace together, her head on his shoulder, admiring their wonderful Christmas tree with all of its radiant white lights and festive decorations. So far, this Christmas Eve was the best.