I hope people are actually liking this story...

Has anyone seen the God Complex yet? Dear god. Epic tears.

Disclaimer: Noooooo.

The Doctor spun around quickly to face Amy, Rory, and River, a bright smile on her face. "See, Amy, I'm perfectly fine!" She laughed brightly. "I told you I'd be fine!"

"No, you just told me you would regenerate." Amy let go of Rory, taking a tentative step towards the Doctor. "It's… different."

"Good different or bad different?" The Doctor frowned.

"Different." Rory stepped forward to Amy's side, looking the Doctor up and down. He could feel a headache coming on.

"I'm not ginger." The Doctor pouted a bit. "Every time. Rude and not ginger!"

The trio could barely hold back a laugh, and the Doctor joined them. "This is going to be weird," Amy said, her laughs and sobs subsiding. "You're a girl now, Doctor!"

"There is nothing wrong with that!" The Doctor grumbled at her companion, then shrugged. "Oh well. How do I look?"

"You look… nice." Amy wasn't exactly sure how to act with this Doctor. "Last time you regenerated you needed to eat after. Should I…"

"Yes, please." The Doctor smiled gratefully at her. "I'm going to go change." She started up the stairs, giving River a sweet glance.

River breathed a sigh of relief. "You're going to finally get rid of the bow tie?" she asked, turning to stare after the Doctor.

"No! Bow ties are cool!"

-o-o-o-

Amy quickly left the Console Room, heading straight towards the kitchen. It was like being a child again. She didn't know what this new Doctor would like, so she made all types of food.

She hesitated over the fish fingers and custard, but made it quietly. She was lost in her thoughts; she didn't even hear Rory and River come in until River said something about bow ties. She turned. "Please tell me the Doctor is getting rid of the bow tie."

"I don't know." River sat down at the table, sighing. "I hope so. We could always burn them."

"You are NOT burning my bow ties!" The Doctor strode into the kitchen. "I'm keeping those."

Amy smiled slightly. "You look nice, Doctor." A white long sleeved collared cotton shirt and a brown skirt looked beautiful on her. "Although the converse…"

"Oi. Converse are cool."

"Doctor, I thought you stopped wearing converse after your tenth incarnation." River looked at the Doctor with a skeptical frown. "Did you have to dig them out?"

"Yes."

-o-o-o-

Twenty minutes later, they all found out what the Doctor liked. A bowl of custard sat in the middle of the table, everybody seated around it. Fish fingers were being dipped and eaten.

"Still tastes delicious." The Doctor was on her second plate already. "Utterly delicious." She smiled happily. "So, then, Ponds. Where to?"

Amy looked at Rory, then River. "Doctor, if it's alright with you…."

"We'd like to go home for a little bit." Rory finished her sentence. The Doctor stopped eating for a second and looked at the two.

"I knew this day was coming," she said sadly. "You guys are going to go home and leave."

"No no no!" Amy shook her head vehemently. "Just for a little bit."

"No. You'll leave. And I'll be alone again." The Doctor gave them a look. "A girl and her blue box, off to see the universe. Always just us two, eh, old girl?"

"No, Doctor, really-" Amy made to argue the point, but Rory put a hand on her arm and shook his head. She sighed. "Just. Do you mind, Doctor?"

"Not at all, Pond. Not at all."

-o-o-o-

"Alright, you have your things?"

"Doctor, we're not leaving forever."

"Just saying."

"But yes, we're ready."

"Alright then." The Doctor pushed herself off the console, flicking switches and pulling levers. The TARDIS shuddered and groaned, flying through the Time Vortex. River clung onto a stairwell, as Amy and Rory held onto the console. A crash and a shudder. "Alright, we're here."

Amy grabbed her bag and took Rory's hand, squeezing it lightly. "Come on, you, let's go sleep." The two started towards the front door, dropping their bags there. The Doctor and River followed behind. Amy opened the door. Sun filtered in, a light breeze tousling their hair. She turned back to the Doctor. "See you soon Doctor. Take care of yourself." She threw her arms around the other.

"Take care, Pond." The Doctor smiled and hugged Rory too, while Amy said goodbye to River. "Take care, Rory the Roman." She chuckled slightly. "Take care."

"You too, Doctor." Rory grabbed his bags and stepped out, Amy following suit. The Doctor leaned on the doorway, River barely visible behind her.

"Good bye, Ponds."

-o-o-o-

The Doctor leaned on the console, thinking. She wasn't sure what to do now. It was just River and her in the TARDIS, no Amy, no Rory. "River?"

"Mhm?"

"Anywhere particular you want to go?" The Doctor spun to look at her. "I can't think of anywhere right now."

" Hm. 1938, perhaps?" River stood up, smiling and crossing over to the Doctor. "I pulled random numbers from the air."

"You never do anything, random, River darling. You always have some type of ulterior motive." The Doctor chuckled and turned back to the console.

"You're right, Doctor."River cracked a small smile before using her gun to smack the Doctor over the head and knock her out. "Ulterior motives are my specialty."

FOR THE RECORD I like River. I just don't ship her and the Doctor.

Review please. I really don't know how I'm doing with this story and I'm kind of flying by the seat of my pants here!