Part 4
Amy barely remembered walking the corridors of the TARDIS she was moving so quickly. What had she been expecting walking in on The Doctor like that?
There was the fact that River was technically her daughter of course- but she didn't really feel motherly towards River, there was a disconnect there. Sometimes in her head she caught herself thinking of Mels and River as two different people and it was difficult to reconcile those two people with the baby she had once held in her arms.
She quickly returned to her room. She paused leaning back against her closed bedroom door to catch her breath. She noticed on the bedside table a handwritten note and a pair of neon pink earplugs had been left for her by Rory.
Rory himself was peacefully sleeping. Amy crawled into bed beside him, but left the earplugs where they were. She sighed snuggling up to her sleeping husband. At the very least there was no way The Doctor could get out of this one. After what she'd seen he couldn't possibly deny the nature of his relationship with River Song.
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Rory, oblivious to the previous night's going-ons, was eating a bit of breakfast while poking around the control room.
The Doctor had appeared in the control room nearly a quarter of an hour later than Rory did. This was unusual- but Rory was not particularly concerned. It was somewhat strange, however, that The Doctor was clad in what appeared to be a TARDIS blue dressing gown and had a very bad case of bed-head.
"Good morning Doctor, did you- umm sleep well?" Rory asked. It was highly unusual that The Doctor had been sleeping while they were.
"Yes-of course- sleep, I did sleep. I do- now and again, when I'm very tired." The Doctor answered while munching on a croissant.
"Have a busy night? You must have been knackered."
"What? Me? No- oh no...what makes you say that?" The Doctor seemed a bit jumpy he flipped a few switches one-handed just to appear busy.
"Oh- Just heard some weapons fire before bed. Thought you might have been running for your life more than usual- but I guess that's just an average Tuesday for you." Rory shrugged.
"Tuesday? Is it Tuesday? I've always liked Tuesdays." The Doctor seemed somewhat absentminded in his response. But once again this was nothing strange.
Looking up he saw Amy enter the control room rubbing her eyes sleepily and holding a mug of tea. He blushed slightly- and it had absolutely nothing to do with a short skirt this time. Amy didn't appear to have the decency to blush upon spotting The Doctor.
"Busy night- I'd say" Amy murmured under her breath. "So...Doctor- have a good night last night?" Amy shimmied suggestively, but The Doctor didn't seem to notice.
"Yes- my night was fine. Thank you. Good morning to you too Pond." The Doctor appeared to have regained his missing composure.
"Anything else you'd like to say to me?" Amy gave The Doctor a very significant look.
Rory looked highly uncomfortable, "Well...maybe I should- just go and..."
"Don't be silly Rory, your wife simply...erm...walked in on me...removing venom from a very nasty bite on River Song's leg- misinterpreted the entire thing."
"Oh..I know what I saw and it wasn't a..." Amy insisted.
"Amy-" Rory interrupted hurriedly, " if the Doctor says he was removing venom from a bite, he was removing venom from a bite- let it go." Rory put his hands on his wife's shoulders.
"You didn't see them last night Rory- River was moaning-" Amy did a very theatrical moan for effect.
"Bites can be very painful Pond-" The Doctor said dismissively.
"See, Amy? There's always a perfectly reasonable explanation.."
"Oh please!" Amy snorted, "You were up to your neck in River's legs!"
"The bite was on River's inner thigh" He said in a matter of fact manner. "It's not all about sex Pond. Seriously you humans see sex everywhere. It's like reproduction takes up nearly half of your brain capacity at all times..." He rambled on incoherently for a bit.
"Amy-" Rory started reasonably, "if he was sucking venom out of a bite- where else would his head be?"
A long awkward silence followed as Rory was left to ponder what his wife said.
It was at that precise moment that River Song was coming down the stairs in another dressing gown. "Bite? Who bites? Goodmorning Sweetie." River kissed The Doctor affectionately on the cheek.
The Ponds were surprised that River was still aboard the TARDIS. The Doctor leaped in to fill the silence.
"Just wondering how you were feeling dear, after the bite you had last night." He held his hand to her forehead as if to gauge her temperature.
"Bite? I'd hardly call that a bite." River flashed him a naughty grin.
"It's the venom, remember dear? That venomous bite?" He held out her wrist and made a display of checking her pulse while giving River a very significant look.
"I can't say I do...it must be some terrible amnesia then." River cocked her head to the side playfully. "Actually- do you think it's serious, perhaps you'd better come look at it?" River was surreptitiously running her hands down along The Doctor's back and squeezing his buttocks.
Rory shook his head as if to clear it. This was quite obviously flirting...but he didn't want to picture...well...that. "I'm just going to go-and...well go." Rory hastily made his exit there were many rooms on the TARDIS and he did not have to be in this one. Amy remained there staring with her mouth slightly agape.
"Not to worry dear, I'm a doctor. Right, well- Pond. I have to get River back to bed immediately." The Doctor said steering River away from Amy and back up the stairs.
"Oh I get it...you two are off to play 'doctor'" Amy made a vulgar gesture.
At the top of the stairs The Doctor paused. "Pond?" he said turning around "Mind your own business."
