DISCLAIMERS/NOTES

1. This is a fan fiction based on characters owned by the BBC. I DO NOT OWN THEM. This is just for fun.

2. This is a femslash story. If you don't like that sort of thing, you won't like this.

3. For the background on the guest-stars in this chapter... see my previous works!

4. Real talk. Obviously, I wrote this prior to the world going into lockdown and necessary social distancing. I've decided not to change things, partly because it would change the entire story, and partly because I won't beholden my work to this damn virus. If nothing else, this story can show we can and will get past this awful situation.

PART 2

"Aunty Yaz!"

Yaz turned around at the call and was surprised to see a small girl dashing towards her. She barely had time to react before the child crashed into her, hugging her by the midsection. "Melody?!" the policewoman exclaimed. "What… what are you doin' here?" Her patrol partner beside her looked utterly bemused.

"I was hoping we'd find you!" the girl squealed, clearly excited to see the family friend. "We knew it would be a long shot, as you might be away with the Doctor, but… "

"Melody Oswald-Pond!" came a harsh Scottish voice, and everyone saw a visibly annoyed redheaded young woman with an even smaller child in a pushchair, making her way hurriedly down the street towards them. "Never run off on your own! You know I can't run while pushing River!"

The darkhaired girl looked down. "I'm sorry, Mummy. I was just so happy to see Aunty Yaz, and… "

Reaching them, Amy Oswald-Pond gave her adopted Gallifreyan daughter a stern glare. "And you should know better than to interrupt Yaz while at work." She looked up at the two officers, slightly out of breath. "Sorry."

"It's fine," Yaz insisted, still rather shocked. She put an arm around the girl still clinging to her waist. "But what're you doin' in Sheffield?"

"Clara has a teacher's conference," explained Amy. "And as it's quite a way to come, we thought we'd make a family trip out of it. We were hoping to pop in at some point, see if you were here. Y'know, and not… " She paused, and glanced at Yaz's partner. "… er, travelling."

Yaz smiled knowingly, then motioned to the uniform next to her. "This is Frank. Frank, this is Amy, Melody and River. They're friends of my gir… of mine." The other officer offered quiet greetings which Amy and Melody returned, while River continued sleeping in her pushchair.

"We're really sorry for interrupting like this," said Amy, looking at Melody with a raised brow.

Taking the hint, the alien girl sighed. "Yeah, sorry Aunty Yaz. I was just so excited."

"It's fine," Yaz replied. "Just a routine patrol. Infact… " - she turned to her partner - "Frank, would you cover to the end of the street? I'll only be a couple of minutes." Once the other officer was gone, Yaz leaned forward. "Actually, the Doctor has been bringin' us back home more frequently. Maybe she knew you'd be 'ere."

Amy scoffed. "More likely, the TARDIS brought you back. We both know the Doctor has no control over the 'old girl'." At that, she and Yaz shared a chuckle. "Anyway, how are things?"

"Oh, y'know," said Yaz. "The usual aliens wantin' to conquer the world, change history, or eat our brains."

"Eww!" Melody grimaced, causing Yaz and Amy to laugh again.

"Don't worry, princess," the policewoman insisted, "nothin's gonna 'appen. I 'ave the best protector in the universe." She inwardly glowed at the thought: she knew whatever happened, the Doctor would do anything to protect her. The feeling was more than mutual.

"How are things going between you two?" Amy asked.

Yaz could not hide the joy in her eyes. "They're great. I still can't believe it, but I've never been happier. And I can only 'ope she feels the same way."

"Of course she does!" piped up Melody. "The Doctor's always telling us how much she loves you, Yaz." The policewoman could not help a silent gasp, and she looked at the girl's adopted mother.

"It's true," Amy confirmed. "Where do you think she goes when she drops you off home? Clara and I are thinking of making her pay rent." The Scot smirked. "She's probably in London right now wondering where the hell we are."

A gurgle from below interrupted the conversation, and the three looked down to see River stir in her pushchair. Melody got on her knees and started paying attention to her baby sister. "Good girl, Melody," Amy praised, then returned to Yaz. "I've gotta admit, even though I kept telling Clara that you two were crazy about eachother, I still didn't think the old coot had it in her to admit it. And trust me, you have nothing to worry about: in all my years, I've never seen a happier Doctor."

Yaz felt her eyes water. "Thank you, Amy. That means alot." She cleared her throat to swallow down any gooeyness and sighed. "Well, I better get back to my beat. Will you guys pop over later?"

"Probably not tonight," said Amy. "Clara will be knackered from the conference."

Yaz nodded. "Actually, the Doctor also said somethin' about a surprise later."

Amy's face instantly lit up. "Ooooh… well, in that case, we'll leave you two lovebirds alone. Just don't have too much fun, or she'll regenerate from exhaustion."

"Oh, stop it," Yaz laughed. "But tomorrow, yeah? We'll all get together." Amy nodded in agreement. "I'll see you then, Melody," Yaz said, turning her attention to the small girl.

Melody again wrapped her arms around the policewoman's waist. "Love you, Aunty Yaz."

Now Yaz's jaw dropped, and her eyes once more threatened to leak. Almost overcome, she muttered a heavy reply. "Love you too, princess." She gave Melody a peck on the cheek, and eventually, she the Oswald-Ponds separated.

As Yaz made her way back to her patrol partner, she could not help the swelling of her heart. Her life was perfect…

TO BE CONTINUED