I awoke to find the Doctor fiddling around with something. He pushed a button and the whole thing began to spark. "Ow! Great facets of Skaro! Almost had it!"

"Everything ok?" The Doctor's head snapped up and he put down whatever it was he was working on.

"Violet! You're awake. How are you feeling?"

"Very well rested, actually. How long was I asleep for?"

"4 hours 36 minutes and 22 seconds give or take 2 seconds. Quite a bit of time, even for a developing Time Lady. Probably because you've been on a human sleeping schedule for so long. Although, that's quite short by human standards. Anyway, now that you're here don't be surprised if you don't find yourself only needing about 15 hours of sleep a week before long."

"Sure. Alright. So what was that you were just working on?" The Doctor picked up the device, which by now had stopped sparking.

"This will allow me to transport the TARDIS to my location should an emergency situation arise." He looked down at it and frowned. "I'm afraid it still needs a bit of work before it can be used, however."

"I'm sure you'll figure it out soon." He gave me a quick nod. "So, what now?"

"How about I remove those bandages of yours?" I winced at the memories from the night before at how mad and hurt he seemed. The Doctor stood up and walked over to my bedside. He took my arm and gingerly removed them. "It's healed up nicely."

"It's healed already?" I couldn't contain my excitement.

"Yep. Let's not make a habit of this, though." I turned away, too ashamed to meet his eyes. I think he could sense my discomfort because he quickly changed his tune.

"So, Violet, I'm thinking of having some Breakfast. You hungry?"

"A bit."

"I'm assuming you're going to want some sort of American breakfast. So, what'll it be? Eggs? Pancakes?"

"Do you have bananas by any chance?" The Doctor turned towards me with a huge grin on his face.

"Of course! Bananas are wonderful! In fact, our Old Girl here always makes sure that the kitchen is stocked with them. Tell you what. How do banana pancakes sound?"

"Like heaven right about now."

"Banana pancakes it is then. Follow me."

"Can't I just wait in here until they're ready?"

"Sorry, but no can do. 24-7 supervision, remember?"

"What if I need the bathroom?"

"I'll be turned the other way."

"You can't be serious!"

"I'm sorry, Violet, but you did this to yourself. I can't trust that you won't try to hurt yourself if I leave you in a bathroom unsupervised." I glared at him and he just glared right back at me, his gaze unfaltering.

"Fine, you win!" I moaned after about a minute of intense staring. I begrudgingly followed him into the kitchen. After a surprisingly delicious breakfast, I got ready and then the Doctor and I headed into the console room. "You're not getting changed?" I asked.

"I've already changed today."

"But you're wearing the exact same outfit as yesterday."

"Yep. I have 20 pairs of this brilliant outfit. Don't quite see the point in updating my look unless the situation calls for it."

"Strange," I muttered under my breath.

"To you maybe. But it makes everything easier for me. No wasting time figuring out what to wear." He gave me a knowing look.

"What? I didn't take THAT long."

"3 minutes and 42 seconds to pick out your outfit. Only 2.6 seconds to pick out mine."

"Why are you so worried about time? I mean, you're practically holding all of time and space in the palm of your hand." The TARDIS gave a low guttural hum and a slight jerk. "I'm sorry, Girl. I know none of this would be possible without you." She then gave a soft, satisfied hum.

"You understand her?" the Doctor asked in shock.

"Yeah. I'm a Time Lady. Remember?"

"But even other Time Lords and Ladies couldn't understand MY TARDIS…but you're biologically half of me. So, of course, it'd make sense you'd be able to understand her too. This is absolutely brilliant!" He hopped around the console with great glee.

"Glad you think so. Anyway, we're headed to meet Poe, right?"