Astrid.

They returned to the TARDIS, each one confused as the last.

"So . . . who exactly is he?" Astrid asked Amy as the men gathered around the controls.

Amy shrugged. "He's the Doctor. He travels through time in this box, along with Rory and myself."

"That sounds cool."

Amy smiled and laughed. "Yeah," she said. "Yeah, it's totally cool."

"So, Rory," Astrid said. "Is that your husband?"

"You bet." Amy showed her the ring, and Astrid smiled.

Without warning, the TARDIS lurched, and everyone went flying to the floor.

"Doctor!" Jack snapped.

"It's not me!" the Doctor said, grabbing the rail. "She's flying on her own!"

"Hold on tight!" Amy told Astrid, taking her hand.

"You don't have to tell me twice!" Astrid said, her teeth clanging together.

Suddenly the TARDIS stopped. Everyone stood and looked around.

"Everyone alright?" Rory called.

"Peachy," Amy groaned, rubbing her head as she sat up.

The door to the TARDIS jiggled, and everyone held their breath.

"Doctor, nothing can get it, right?" Astrid demanded.

"Almost nothing," the Doctor said, unconcerned, as he continued at the controls of his machine.

The door flew open. A woman in a whirlwind of blonde curls flew through the door.

"Where on earth or not earth have you been? I have been calling and leaving messages all over the place! Nearly out of lipstick, thanks to you, getting through the guards and such, when it would have just been so much easier for you to pop in like I was telling you too!"

"Doctor, have you been ignoring River?" Amy asked, frowning.

"Ah, perhaps a tad," the Doctor said. He smiled at River. "Hello, sweetie."

"Don't you try that on me!" She stomped up the stairs of the TARDIS, slamming doors as she went. The Doctor sighed and followed.

"Who was that?" Astrid asked Amy.

"That's River. She's the Doctors wife."

"His wife?"

"And mine and Rory's daughter."

Astrid was dumbfounded. She sat down. "In all my years of research, never have I encountered anything this weird. This is a weird place."

"You get used to it," Rory said.

"What are you talking about, you're still not used to it," Amy said, batting him on the head.

River.

River dressed in some more comfortable clothing, slamming drawers and doors all around the room.

"What's got you in such a mess, then?" The Doctor asked, leaning in the doorway.

"Oh, nothing!" she replied, throwing her hands in the air. "I adore being ignored, really I do. Who doesn't?"

"I was a bit preoccupied."

"What, with that girl downstairs?"

"That's more of a Jack thing than a Doctor thing."

River sighed and ran a hand through her hair. "I'm feeling hormonal."

"You're not-?!"

"No, no, for heaven's sake, no!" she cried. "Nothing like that. I'm just . . . I'm a woman, Doctor, and I have needs."

"I'm sure you do."

"Sometimes, I need someone around to help fulfill those needs."

The Doctor stepped forward, a smirk on his face. "I'm sure you do."

"And sometimes, I wish you were just a bit better about being around when I need you to be, because sometimes I get emotional and my whole family is here, not just you, but Amy and Rory. Sometimes I just miss you all and I want you to pay attention and –"

The Doctor cut her off by taking her face in his hands and kissing her gently. He pulled away after a sweet moment. "I'm sure you do," he said softly.

River sighed and placed her head against his chest. "Sometimes I just don't know what to do with myself."

"Sometimes," the Doctor said, laying his chin on her hair. "Neither do I."