So, a new story :) I'm not so confident with writing the wonder that is the tenth Doctor, so please, tell me what you think :) I always welcome constructive criticism, and I know how good it feels to be told if you're doing well too :)

Disclaimer: So, my friend gets to do his performing arts lesson with a Dalek, and gets to go meet Matt Smith...that's about all the link I have with Who. It's downright depressing. :L

Please, enjoy :)

She sings at night, they say. Be wary.

She sings the song that calls most to you, they say. She draws you in and devours your soul.

They say she hides in plain sight. No one can catch her, but she's there. And when the moons of Venator and Carmen are risen, and the cold wind howls through the crystal caverns...she sings. She calls to you, and you must be wary. Don't listen to the call, however sweet. Because then She will see you, and She will know you. And when She knows you... All shall be lost.

Be wary, they say. Don't travel the caves when the moons of Venator and Carmen are risen, and the cold winds howl through the crystal caverns.

Or She will see you, and She will devour your soul.

"Oi."

The Doctor didn't glance upwards at Rose's voice , teeth clamped around a thin silver device, easily mistaken for a pen, if you didn't see the blue light protruding from one end.

The reason it was there was simply that his hands were full, twisting a complicated set of wiring into an even more complicated shape, resembling a sort of Christmas bow over a small metal box. The little box beeped and whirred alternately as he shifted wires into different slots, his brows furrowing in concentration.

"mmph." was the most eloquent reply he could manage for his companion, and she sighed from her seat on the grated flooring of the TARDIS console room, looking down into the maintenance hatch.

"Well said." Rose Tyler quipped, tucking a strand of blonde hair behind her ear, and smirking. "Now get out of there and actually listen. I know you won't if you're tinkerin'."

At this, he did look up, eyebrows shooting up indignantly, a rather comical sight as he attempted again to speak around the screwdriver, resulting in a very muffled and indistinct sound. She rolled her eyes, and leaned down into the hatch, tugging the screwdriver out of his mouth and grimacing.

"You're disgustin'." She gingerly placed the screwdriver down onto the grate as he shot her a look of amused annoyance.

"Rose, I am not tinkering. I am fixing the...the..." He trailed off as amber sparks erupted from the box and he concentrated all his attention on stopping said sparks.

"The what?" She asked with a grin, tongue between teeth.

"The-Rose, pass me the screwdriver." He replied absently, and she reached for it.

"Settin'?" She asked. This was a usual occurrence now, sometimes he found himself needing help with 'repairs', and they spent a fair bit of time chatting, her occasionally helping him when his hands were full.

"63." He replied. "4 second burst, green wire." He frowned, forcing said wire into the spot he wanted it and she did as he asked, leaning down into the hatch, her face now close to his. He glanced briefly at her, a small smile lighting his features.

"Well?" He asked. "What did you want?"

She didn't glance at him, watching the screwdriver as it whirred, glowing a bright blue and melting the wire into its slot. The scent of molten metal filled his senses for a brief second, mingling with the strawberry scent of her shampoo.

"Well. I've been thinking," she murmured, turning the screwdriver off, but staying where she was, peering down into the hatch, blonde hair falling down in lazy tendrils around her features. He grinned.

"Dangerous habit for you apes, or so I hear." he joked, imitating his past self, and gaining an eye roll.

"Oh shut up." She replied happily , moving back to allow him to clamber out of the maintenance hatch. "What I was gonna say was...I wanna learn to drive."

"Drive?" He asked, dusting off his brown pinstriped suit, before darting into action, his usual blur of colour and sound and general madness. "Where? The planet of Saa does this BRILLIANT driving course, you should try that one, the license is valid across three different galaxies, and it covers everything, hover cars, racing cars, ships, mopeds-"

"Doctor."

"-not that a moped is all that hard to drive, but still, you try it in a low gravity situation, in the snow, thats hard, so all in all-"

"Doctor!"

He cut off, her hand covering his mouth, his eyes wide and innocent and puppy dog like as she laughed at him.

"The TARDIS. I wanna learn to drive the TARDIS."

If possible, the eyes got wider, and he jerked his head back to speak.

"Why would you wanna go and do a thing like that?!" His voice hitched , the pitch matching the height of his raised eyebrows.

She dropped her gaze, walking over to the console, and brushing a hand against it softly.

"Well, I just thought it'd be good, you know? Being able to..."

She avoided his gaze still as he made his way over.

"Rose, I can drive, it's ok." He protested and she snorted.

"Oh, never mind. Forget it." She gritted out and turned away from him even more.

His brows furrowed as he surveyed her, watching her fidget uncomfortably. It was worrying him a little to her mood shift so suddenly. "What's wrong?" A thought occurred to him.

"Is there something wrong with my driving?" he asked, "because I know I tend to end up where I say we won't, but really-"

"No!" She interrupted, still facing away. He stared at the back of her head, trailing off. "Nah, it was a stupid idea. Forget it , ok?"

He reached out, taking her thin shoulders firmly in his hands and gently forcing her around to face him.

She still avoided looking at him directly, and he noticed a faint blush across her cheeks.

"Rose, I'm not just going to forget it. What's wrong, hmm? Look at me."

Her eyes flickered upwards at his tone and then she knew he'd won, just by the earnest look in his eyes, and the reassuring brush of his thumbs across her shoulders.

She sighed.

"Look, I just thought it'd be nice if I could take YOU somewhere for a change, yeah?"

His hearts melted a little.

"Well...Maybe...Maybe I do need a hand every now and then."

He started hopefully, and her eyes twinkled, her lips pulling up into a smile, and all was well again.

He positively beamed.

"TARDIS driving 101! Great fun! What could go wrong?"

Apologies for the abrupt ending, it's a tester chapter to see if it'll get any interest . Press that little review button to let me know what you think! Please? :L

I'll try to update as soon as possible, but having just moved from Europe to Asia, I'm a little all over the place. This was written ages ago and I really wanna get it out there :)

See you soon I hope!

AbsentDaydreamer