A/N: Chapter 7 is here and I'll try to keep this a/n short...Right, at the moment, I'm grounded from Twitter and so the amazing, brilliant, goddess The-Doctors-Song is posting this chapter for me ^_^ She also helped with this chapter and wthout her, it wouldn't be finished...trust me, I was stuck lol Anyways, thanks for reading, enjoy and please review! I may not be able to reply atm but I appreciate all the feedback and will eventually reply . Right, Ciao
Mr Pond
The wide-eyed little boy squealed with glee as his mother danced her fingers across his stomach, her smile matching his. His legs were kicking jovially, writhing as his mother attempted and failed to change his nappy and River Song let out a laugh when he tugged at a curl of hers that dangled in his face, his chubby fist curling around the lock.
Roman straightened the curl as he pulled it towards his mouth, his hand being covered in drool and he chewed on it happily, grinning when his mother snorted and tried to gently pry it from his hand.
"Now sweetie, play nice," she giggled, running her finger across his tiny foot and he squealed again, pulling his appendage away from her. His green eyes, so alike his fathers, were twinkling with happiness and River was prying his fingers open gently to reclaim her hair when the door to the nursery opened and the Doctor poked his head in, wearing his ridiculous Fez and a lop sided grin. Roman cooed as he saw his father and flailed his arms excitedly as the Doctor bounded over to him, sweeping River towards him for a chaste kiss. He turned to his son then and scooped him into his arms, holding on tight as he spun him around once.
"How is my little Time Tot?" The Doctor asked, stroking his son's dark curls and River smiled as she watched them.
"Not sleeping or cooperating…actually, he sounds a lot like you sweetie," she teased, kissing his cheek as she moved across the room, opening the bin. She dumped the dirty nappy in and laughed when she heard the Doctor mumbling to their child, covertly.
"There is nothing wrong with being like me, my little Roman, but take after your mother and that's a whole other story." He had taken his Fez off and placed it on Roman's head, despite the obvious fact that it was much too big for him. Roman let out a gurgle and pulled the hat to his stomach, instead deciding that it would be better in his mouth and he sucked on the material. The Doctor let out a cry of protest but couldn't help the look of happiness that over took his features.
"Well fine then. Chew away. I bet your mother told you to do that, didn't she?" He mumbled to his son, sneaking a suspicious glance at River's back. "She may not understand you, but I know you understand her."
He smiled down at Roman, picturing the months that had seemingly flown by. When he was born, oh how he was stubborn. Where he got that from, he's not too sure. But when River held him that first time, her smile as he opened his eyes, blinking at the universe… He knew then, everything was worth it. He remembered the first conversation he ever had with his son. Mostly, it was unintelligible. Food, hungry, sleepy, pretty and time were the words that made up his vocabulary. It's hard to believe that not long ago, just over a year, River was breaking out of Stormcage, dropping in on him, the two of them searching the universe for adventures. And then along came Roman. His son, his little Time Tot. And he was growing up so quickly. Only 2 months old and yet he was so full of wonder and wisdom, and still so very, very innocent.
He was a Time Lord after all.
"What a good boy," River laughed when she saw her son's latest infatuation, breaking the Doctor from his thoughts. "See Doctor, even Roman thinks your Fez is silly."
The Doctor snorted and shook his head, handing his gurgling son to his mother before he beamed brilliantly.
"Well of course they're not silly, Roman! I'm glad we agree on that. Now we just have to convince your mummy of that." He turned to his wife, "I just called the Ponds and informed them that we had someone we wanted them to meet, and they're expecting us any minute now because I thought it was about time that we introduce our son to them, don't you River?"
His wife nodded and grabbed the Doctor's neck, pulling him in for a warm kiss that had Roman giggling, the saliva ridden Fez fisted in his hands.
"Do you want to go meet Nanny and Poppy, my little Roman?" River asked when she pulled away, her lips swollen slightly. He cooed happily and the Doctor laughed.
"What?" she asked suspiciously.
"Roman wants to call them Granny and Pop but I'm not sure they'll appreciate that, sorry buddy."
They were making their way through the TARDIS to the control room, the Doctor and Roman apparently sharing a conversation that River didn't quite understand, only hearing one side of it.
"No, don't get them confused with pineapples. There are apples…and then there are pineapples. Pineapples are spiky and…no apples are rubbish. Though," he tapped Roman's nose, "they say an apple a day, keeps the Doctor away, but we don't want that do we? So the message of the story is…?" Roman chatted happily, "Precisely; never eat apples! Now, pears! Don't get me started on them…"
River was shaking her head and trying not to encourage them with her laughter as they entered the control room. The Doctor threw off his jacket, flashed a smile to his wife and child.
"Prepare to be once again amazed," he grinned, yanking down a leaver and the TARDIS began to shake. River sat down, cradling their son in her safe arms and watched the Doctor hit the stabilisers, the ship becoming still around them. She smiled at Roman and then at the Doctor who slipped around the console, showing off as he did every time his son was watching him fly his precious TARDIS. Roman cooed and the Doctor grinned bigger.
"Okay buddy but it's your fault when your mother berates me for not taking the hand brake off, okay?"
"Sweetie…" River warned, the corner of her lips curling upwards in the slightest movement.
"Oh come on River," He offered her a fake pout, "it's a brilliant noise, and even our son thinks so. You can't argue with the two of us, can you?" He skidded across to her and bent next to Roman, mimicking his son's face; wide eyes and a happy smile. River rolled her eyes and shook her head. Of course she wouldn't be able to argue with them; her beautiful, stubborn Time Lord boys.
The TARDIS landed gently onto the grass of the Pond's back yard, the trees swaying gently as it materialised and the Doctor bounded out the door grinning. The back doors of the house opened and before he could say anything, a blur of red darted towards him, a high pitched squeal accompanying it as he was tackled to the ground.
The scent of Amelia Pond surrounded him as she gripped him tight and he heard the laugh of his wife and father-in-law as Amy clung to him.
Then a punch landed on his shoulder and the Doctor yelped in pain, the red head rolling off him.
"Where the hell have you been?" She snapped, pulling him up.
"Oh Mummy, don't get up the Doctor for it," River giggled, only sticking her head out the door. "I've kept him quite busy over the past year or so. Haven't I sweetie?"
The Doctor blushed, quietly avoiding his parent-in-laws gazes, Rory watching him carefully.
"And you, young lady," Amy turned on her daughter, "Where is my hug?"
River grinned and stepped out, holding her son close to her with a soft warning to her mother.
"Gently, Mum."
For a long moment, Amy stared uncomprehending at her daughter before she let out another high pitched squeal that pierced the air. Roman let out a wail as he was scooped from his mother's warm arms into that of another woman, her red hair falling over his face.
"RORY WE'RE GRANDPARENTS!" she doted, her fingers running over her grandson's face. Rory blinked for a second and then wordlessly, pulled the Doctor into the house, leaving Amy bouncing with joy over Roman.
"Hello Rory!" The Doctor waved happily. He knew what was coming; the father-in-law to the son-in-law speech about if he hurt her, then Rory would feed the Doctor to an Absorbaloff. "How are things? Life good? Amy not beating you up too much? Got a job?"
Rory continued to stare at the Doctor, his face void of emotions. The Doctor gulped slightly. Sure, he was a Timelord, and he was over a thousand years old. But Rory was the Last Centurion, and he was 'technically' two thousand years old… Not to mention he had a sword. A large, pointy, very capable of bodily harm, sword. Clearing his throat, Rory stepped towards the Doctor.
"You hurt her Doctor. Again. And not even Amy could stop me from hunting you down."
The Doctor nodded solemnly, his hearts heavy with dread. One day, he'd have to tell Rory about River, and the Library. And Rory may find that sword useful once again. He looked out the window, watching River as she shook Roman's hand, her and her mother smiling down at the baby boy with shining eyes. She glanced up, catching his own. Her smile widened, and then she looked back down at their son.
"I know." He said, still watching his family through the window.
Rory watched as the Doctor stared at his daughter. There was something he wasn't telling him, but it could wait for now. He slapped the Doctor on the back, giving him a somewhat awkward one armed hug.
"In that case… Congratulations Doctor."
The Doctor turned his head, smiling at him with pure delight.
"Why thank you Mr Pond."
Rory shook his head, grinning out the window at his wife and daughter, as they fussed over the baby in Amy's arms.
"Sorry Doctor… I think there may be a new Mr Pond now."
Joining Rory looking out the window, he grinned at the sound of his son's happy squeal.
"Roman Pond… The universe is going to enjoy you."
The~Doctors~Song: Hehe, it's me. She doesn't know i've put this here. Shh, don't tell her. She'll see when she gets on . I just want to say, i think this chapter was amazing (not just cause i helped ;D)... Hehe, and that is all
