Hi guys! Sorry for the delate, but I had some school work to do. So, this is going to be the last "slow" chapter, the next ones will have more action and the story will really begin. Hope you enjoy this one, it's kind of fluff, so i warn you ;) Please comment if you have suggestions or comments, it would really be useful for me. Thank you! :)

CHAPTER 4

After Amy and Rory had taken the kids around the city, they came back home. They were still standing a bit awkwardly around them but they were opening up; actually Amelia already had, but she was different from Freya and Adric, shier than their younger sister. It was afternoon when they arrived at the big house their grandparents owned and now they were all sat in the living room at the warmth of a comforting fireplace, making plans about the compelling new future.

"I think the beds are coming in a week, but the point is: do you want your bedroom to be the guest room or the attic? The second option is bigger but still, it is an attic. Then I don't even know if you want separates room, one for the girls and one for the boy..."

"I'd like to sleep with my sisters, at least for now... I don't really want to stay alone..." Adric said looking at her sister for reassurance that what he wanted was okay with her.

"Yeah, me too..." Said Freya, while Amelia was too occupied playing with her younger sister.

"I think the guest it's fine, it's nearer to your bedroom too, in case something happens..." That last bit was whispered by the curly boy, not really wanting anything to happen to the people he loved again. He felt more reassured at the idea of being near their grandparents' bedroom, so that he could protect them if anyone would show up.

"Okay, then, the bedroom is decided." Rory deleted the first point of the list he had written. "And what about school?"

"Rory they are Time Lords I don't think they need school, it would be boring for them."

"I know Amy but think it as a way of knowing new people, new kids. Maybe Freya and Adric can start it and then we can try also with Ammie."

"What do you think kids?" Amy asked directing her gaze towards her grandchildren.

A worried expression covered Freya's face at that, she was not ready to be around people again, strange people for crying out loud. Making new friends required a considerable effort, mostly in trying to be likeable and cheerful even when you aren't to please them. It wasn't like this at home: she had very good friends, with them she could be just herself, her annoying, her happy, her sad, her pissed self. She was taken back by Adric's voice, answering the question.

"It could be cool I suppose." He looked at her elder sister wondering what was on her mind, what about the thought of going to school had upset her so much.

His grandparents passed at the next issue, but Adric couldn't make out if they were avoiding the subject after Freya's reaction or they just missed it.

"Do you have any hobby? Practise any sports, that can be found or carried out here too?" Amy inquired curious to know what they liked to do in their free time. She had noticed too the mood change in the eldest of the girls, but she didn't want to push her right now, maybe she would have asked her later.

Freya, abandoned the dreading thought of making new friends, listed everything she liked to do with her family, with her friends or when she is just on her own.

"I love drawing and listen to music. As for the sports I like Quiddich, but I don't think we can that here. I also love books, well not so obsessed like Adric, but I'm quite fond myself."

"I'm not obsessed... I just enjoy it..."

"Seriously, you've almost read all the TARDIS Library's books..." She smirked puckishly, but meaning well. Hearing that, Amelia popped up "He is such a nerd sometime... Always actually..."

He tried to stay sullen, but he burst into laugh anyway at the funny face her sisters were making at him.

With a devious/impish smile that was just as her mother's, Freya poured out "Once we couldn't find him anywhere... Mum and dad were so scared...

We were on the TARDIS on holiday and we were going for one of those mess of adventure when you let dad pilot. Amelia and I went to the console room, were mum and dad were waiting for us. When they asked where Adric was, we hadn't the fairest idea, so dad went searching for him. When... "

...They were on the TARDIS, spending the kids' holiday together. The Doctor had programmed to go to some warm and sunny place, just to relax and why not, maybe diving into a tropical sea. Well, it didn't really go that way, but that's what happens when you let the Doctor drive, but that is not the point. The point is that when Amelia and Freya reached the console room, without Adric, their father went searching for him. After a while he returned with big scared eyes and no words escaping his mouth. River, annoyed by her husband's inability to find their son, dragged all of them in the search. An hour passed and there was no sign of him, River started to worry while the Doctor completely freaked out. After two hours of yelling and running along the TARDIS' corridors, they finally found Adric, who was peacefully and unawarely reading a book in the library.

And that's as a demonstration of how much Adric can lost himself in a room full of books. Really he scared the life out of mum and dad, they started talking about strange things, naming strange guys such as Kovarian. What kind of name is even that?

At the words Kovarian, the smiles on her grandparents faces completely disappeared. They looked at each other with a sad knowing glance, squeezing each other's hand tightly. They had come to accept what had happened with the Silence and the impossibility of raising their little Melody, but now it was like River's death had opened that wound up again.

"Did I say something wrong?" Freya glanced from one to the other of her grandparents.

"No, no it's okay, Freya..." Rory answered, but the girl raised an eyebrow back. "Really..." Rory smiled gently, while Amy lowered her eyes, clinging into her husband more.

"It doesn't seem so..." Freya softly remarked. "I'm sorry..."

"You don't have to be, it's okay, just bad memories..." Amy said, understanding that Freya could read the hurt in her face.

"So... What about a game?" Rory said with a kind smile.

"A game?" Amelia cried out excited, she had been silence until that moment, feeling the atmosphere was tense between them.

"Yes... What about something to know each other better, maybe you want to ask us something..." Amy stepped in, with a frown of concentration on her brows, trying to think of something which could match her need of knowing her grandchildren better with some good fun.

"What about spin the bottle?"

Freya's face lighting up. She had played it once, with her friends.

Eventually they went to bed, even if none of them was willing to sleep.

"I have and idea, but we have to be extremely quite..." Said a serious Adric.

"What idea?" Amelia chirped.

"What about we build a tent with the covers and tells each other stories?" The boy explained.

"I like it, but what if we include Sophie too?"

"But she is noisy..." Amelia replied to her sister.

"She won't, like you she loves stories. Remember? It is the only way to get her to sleep."

"Fine..." The ginger girl pouted.

"I'm gonna get her..." Freya said, ignoring her younger sister.

She quickly headed to her grandparent' room and knocked on their half closed door.

"Come in..." Freya heard his grandfather saying.

The room was lightened by a dim but warm bedside lamp, the atmosphere in general was oddly familiar, it reminded her of his parents' bedroom itself, the one at their home not the TARDIS's one. It gave her this overwhelming feeling of safety and affection, she used to have when entering in her mother's room. She remembered how she always ran to that room, after a nightmare. Her mother always kept that soft and soothing light on, engulfing her in a big warm hug, while whispering reassuring words in her ears and stroking her hair. She had been just a little girl then, but even as a grown up she hadn't been able to give up to that moment when her worries and anxieties had the best of her. Her mother was always ready to hearten her, the same way she always had.

Freya's eyes laid on the figure on the bed, for a moment she had hoped to see her mother, nestled in her father arms while cuddling Sophie, like she had watched them doing so many time before that horrible day.

"Hey, Freya, do you need anything? You seem thoughtful."

Rory's voice drew Freya back to reality, making her focus on him instead of her memories. He was sat on the bed his day clothes still on; he was trying to lull her sister to sleep with a soft humming and cradling her in his arms.

"Yeah, I'm fine... I was wondering if Sophie could sleep with us tonight... If that's not a problem..."

"It's fine with me... If you know a way to get her to sleep, if that's even possible. I don't know much about Time Lords, but your father wasn't one sleep much, well at least it seemed so..."

"Mum and Dad slept way less than us, but we need just few hours of sleep ourself, so right now I think Sophie just wants to enjoy the evening a little longer." Freya explained with a smile on her face. She shortened the distance between them and sat on the bed next to her granddad, making funny faces to her baby sister to make her giggle. Rory smiled at the two of them, he wished he could have seen River becoming a mother and the Doctor spoiling them. Oh, he could tell his daughter was the one struggling to be the mature parent, while her husband must have been happy to have four new playmates. He knew the Doctor wasn't the twelve-year-old baby he pretended to be, but around the children he must have been one. Those two crazy reckless had created four wonderful kids. He had ever doubt River would want to become a mother, she was irresponsible, to say the least, and now, well, she had been responsible for four brand new Time tots and she had done a great job, both of them had. He was aware of how miserable his grandchildren were at the moment, it has been just one day and half since their unexpected arrival, but it was plain they were lost, probably missing their parents more than they wanted to show.

He had been devastated himself when his mother had passed away, but Amy and mostly Mels had helped him a lot and now he wanted to do the same for River's children, he owned her this.

"Amy told me you were really close to your mum."

"Oh, we all are, well, were..." She let her sister grab her finger, giving her a smile when she succeed. "She was amazing, she understood us like nobody else could, not even dad. She could be fun and tender, to me a mother and a friend. I really love her and always will. Dad wasn't always home, usually just for few days but in the recent past also for two weeks, but that was because of the problems with the landing time. Mum during times like that tried to stay with us more, giving us more attention too, I guess she did that because she knew we missed dad. I hadn't realised how much she mattered in my life since now. I mean, I was well aware I loved her deeply, but it wasn't just that, she was also an anchorage to our life, it seemed like my whole existence became a mess without her. But I feel better, my brother and my sister helps already a lot and now there's you too."

Rory didn't know what to say, he was shattered by the girl's words. He was starting to understand how much comfort his grandchild needed, but not a single worthy word came up into his mind, so he just enveloped an arm around Freya, sustaining Sophie with the other, and kissed both of their heads.

In that moment Amy entered the room, massaging her forehead with both hands. Freya and Rory both looked up at her with weak smiles.

"Hey, what are you two doing?"

"Freya asked me if it was okay to let Sophie sleep with them tonight."

"Are you sure? What if she starts crying in the middle if the night and wakes you up?"

"I think they can manage that too, if they want to stay all together, Amy." Rory said giving her a nod of his head, gesturing in Freya's direction.

Amy put on a confused face, mouthing a What as an answer, which made Freya turn her head towards Rory, who forced an awkward smile.

"You can sleep with Sophie tonight, but if she wakes up come to us without problems."

"Okay, thank you!" She said happily, taking her sister in her arms. She kissed both her grandparents on the cheek and headed to the door, when Amelia came running and crushing into her sister, who moved Sophie closer to her in fear she would fall.

"Ammie, be careful, I could have dropped Sophie." Freya hissed, glaring at her.

"Sorry..." Amelia answered huffing. Her mood quickly changed directing her gaze towards her grandparents eager to get a goodnight kiss, like she was used to with her parents. Back at home she was used to run to her parents' room, to curl up in their bed for a story. She liked it the most when her dad was there too, he told stories better than anyone else. After Sophie's birth she shared that moment with her too and she liked it so much. At the end of it she would get a kiss from both of them and her father would carry her in her bed, with a final kiss.

Amy and Rory peaked her cheeks at the same time, chuckling at the satisfaction the young girl showed.

Adric came in too to bring Sophie's chest to their bedroom.

"Goodnight Grandparents..." Adric said and then the four of them headed to their new bedroom.

"So, Freya you have to pull that string, Ammie keep it down." Adric stared at the tend they were creating. "That's perfect." Amelia and Freya joined their brother admiring their work.

"I like it, I'm gonna bring some pillows and covers to put inside. Ammie would you help me?"

The two sisters took pillows and warm covers inside the tent and placed a lamp too. It was open on one side so that it created more space. They all sat down, Adric placing Sophie on his crossed legs. Freya was sitting down when she remembered something and suddenly sprang up.

"Freya, where are you going?"

"We forgot something, someone is missing... " Freya said while searching her bigger-on-the-inside suitcase thoroughly.

"Here you are..." The eldest girl said triumphantly.

She came back to the tent, sitting next to Amelia, holding a torch and two photograph, one of their mother and one of both their parents.

"Now we are all here..." Freya said positioning the two photograph in front of them. They formed a semicircle around the images of their mum and dad, so that they could all see them.

Freya took Sophie from Adric's arms, letting the youngest Song held the torch.

"So, this is all for you Sophie, we know you like stories, just like Ammie... You know, you're not a newborn anymore, you are 10 months old now, but we don't want you to forget mum or dad... Those two pictures you see are mum and dad as you know and they are yours now."

"Yes and tonight we are going to tell you some stories about our parents." Adric added, taking her sister's place in speaking.

"What stories would you like to hear? Adric and I know quite a few. Adventures and incredible facts. Saving of whole planets and time rewritten. Running Weeping Angels, Daleks begging for mercy, terrorised Cybermen and crossed Sontarans. Travelling through time and space, birth and death of lots of stars. But most of all these all are stories about love and family, friendship and brotherhood, the darkness and the light of life's charms. Where do you wanna start?"

At her sister's excited voice and words Sophie began to clap her hands cheerfully, Amelia too was delighted to hear a story.

"What about mum and dad's marriage?" Amelia begged with a big smile. She had heard it just once, but she had loved it. Sophie at the sound of the words mum and dad babbled them back, putting her chubby hands on the pictures of both her parents, looking up to Freya with her big blue eyes.

"Okay... It was the 22nd of April when time was happening all at once. Dad had been closed in a dungeon by Caesar Winston Churchill..."