He followed her as she led the way to wherever she was taking him. He noticed their house wasn't really huge but at the same time not really tiny. It was perfect in way. There was this sense of warmth in the house, a sense of coziness. According to what his daughter had told him, the space haired lady stayed with her daughter. Just the two of them, the way he and Jenny were. Maybe that was the reason this house felt cozy even if he hadn't been there for more than 10 minutes.

"Please wait here, I'll get you something to wear" Leaving him waiting outside the door, River went into a room which he guessed might've been her bedroom.

It was an awkward sight to say the least with him standing outside her room, completely drenched while the kids were waiting downstairs. To add to his troubles, the space haired woman was going to join them and come along to the library and he refused to admit the thought excited him.
He didn't mind solitude, he prefered to spend time all by himself whenever he got the chance but with Jenny around and Amy living just the next door, it was a pretty impossible task. He could've just borrowed a book and read while Jenny and Anthony worked on their project but now with Aurora joining them, he would have to spend time with the space haired woman. She didn't seem like she herself was eager to talk to him so maybe it'll be fine. It was not like they were enemies but they weren't friends and he was totally not thrilled at the idea of her being his friend. Nope. Just the parent whose kid was working along with his kid. That's it.
Then why was he feeling nervous ? He didn't do nervous. He never got nervous. Well he was a dad, so there were moments where he was excited and nervous for his little girl but otherwise he never was, never until today. The thought of spending time with this woman made his stomach grumble and restless. Like he wanted her to think he was good company. Maybe it was this mysterious aura around her. Behind that smile of her and that sassy attitude, there was another personality that she was hiding. So he felt. He always loved a good puzzle and this woman was one. He assured himself that this was the only reason he was curious about her. Nothing more.

"Umm here you go, I think these will fit you just fine, you're lucky I managed to find pants without suspenders" His thoughts were interrupted when the very same woman who had been occupying them came out with a shirt and a pair of trousers.

He looked up at her and nodded.
After a few minutes of just standing there he broke the silence saying "Not that I don't mind standing here and not talking, I really need to change before I catch a nasty cold, so if you could lead me to a washroom ?"

"Oh yes! Sorry" She smiled back at him, one thing he realised was that she had a really wonderful smile. It had a sort of calming effect even when she seemed a tad bit flustered as she was currently.

Indicating to the room just opposite hers she said "That's Rory's room, you can go there and change, I better get dressed up as well, Being a parent makes you realise that teenagers have extremely less patience"
"Don't I know" He responded rolling his eyes. When she wasn't angry or blaming him, she seemed like a decent company but who was he to judge and why did it matter if she was good company or not. Nodding his head he walked into her daughter's room to get rid of the wet clothes and changing into the set of clothes he was just handed.

River on the other hand started searching through her wardrobe for something suitable to wear. It was nice that her daughter was making new friends. Shifting to a new place is tough for kids, especially when they were going through their teenage phase and considering everything that the kid had gone through since the last 2 years, her not falling in love with Leadworth was pretty much expected, but River didn't expect her dislike for Leadworth to last for such a long time. Now that she had friends even though they hadn't started on good terms, River was hopeful that Rory would find Leadworth a good place.
Her new friend's father however was a whole different issue. River wondered if he had always been this grumpy, it was like the frown was a permanent settlement on that man's Scottishness reminded her of her old friend Amelia. River was startled for a moment when Aurora suggested 'Mr. Eyebrows' could wear John's clothes. That was not something River expected would happen but then the guilt that flashed on her daughter's face broke her heart, the last thing she could see was her daughter sad, so even though it was a tough task, River offered him, John's clothes. It was one of those pairs John rarely wore, so it was fine. Her dork used to love wearing pants with suspenders, matching them with a bow tie and a ridiculous jacket. Idiot. River smiled at that thought. It had stopped hurting to think of John. She wouldn't say she moved on, she was sure she never could but now thinking of him was nice, it made her smile, just the way he always wanted to see her.
Shaking her head, she pulled on a pair of jeans, and wore a white shirt. Got her socks and shoes on and exited the room to meet 'The Doctor'. Who even calls himself that ?

The Doctor here had finished changing and was holding the wet clothes in his hands wondering what to do with them. He could leave them in the car but it'll just cause more mess. Maybe he could ask the woman if she had any plastic covers or something.

"Here give me those, I'll hang it up to dry, they should be fine by the time we return"

He turned around to see the space haired woman standing by the door. He looked at her. The casual attire she had been wearing earlier had been replaced with 'nice' casual attire. She wore a white shirt and dark blue jeans combined with sneakers and multi coloured socks. He chuckled internally at that. Her hair was tied up but a few strands managed to escape here and there. She looked beautiful. He immediately scolded himself for thinking that. It was because of her that his clothes had been drenched and he was wearing someone else's clothes. The pants were a bit long for him so he had to fold them at the ankles but otherwise they fit fine. That however didn't make him less angry. He was planning to spend a nice fine day at the library and now he was at a stranger's house. He shouldn't have bought her those donuts. Like always he should've kept them for himself, so that she couldn't get a hold of them.
Putting his frown back in place he looked at her, really looked at her and saw the way she was eyeing him. She was observing him. Looking up and down. If it was someone else he would've gotten angry and scolded them but the look in her eyes however stopped him. He wouldn't say it looked as if she would burst into tears any moment, but there was a certain intensity in those eyes, they had glazed a bit and by the way she was chewing her bottom lip he could realise she was trying to hold back her emotions. Maybe it was these clothes. He had seen the look of horror that passed over her eyes when her daughter had suggested these clothes. Maybe they belonged to her husband. He wondered what had happened to him, how they had lost him, how recent was it. By the way she looked it didn't seem like it had happened long back. When she realised he had noticed her fighting her emotions, she composed herself immediately. He noticed how a mask fell on to her face hiding any hint of sorrow.

Clearing his voice he said "I uhh.. That's fine, give me a plastic bag or something and I'll put these in the car."

"No no. Don't worry. I'll hang them outside to dry and you can collect them on your way back. It's fine"

He nodded "Just let me know where to hang them"

"Okay" She agreed.

She went into the bathroom to bring a basket. She didn't want water dripping around on the carpet he guessed. While she was gone he looked around the kid's room. The walls were painted blue. The darkest of blues, like the TARDIS he thought. The TARDIS even though a figment of his imagination, was a key part of Jenny's growing up. He always imagined the TARDIS in this exact shade of blue. Like any other teenager's room, he saw quite a lot of posters here and there but what caught his eye was the blackboard in one corner of the room filled with various calculations and formulae. If he had the time he'd like to go through them properly. There were lots of books on Astronomy, Space studies and Science scattered on the floor. The kid seemed to have some sort of love for astronomy and space.

"She loves science" the woman came out with a basket and he dropped the clothes in them.

"Yeah I can guess that. Space and Astronomy?"

"Oh yes. She loves the study of stars, space and time. Wants to research about the time space continuum some day"

"Really ? That's an interesting choice for a teenager"

"She's always loved science. She's a bit of a genius when it comes to that subject. Get's it from her father" River smiled proudly. Her daughter was indeed a genius, just like her father.

"Well I'm a bit of a genius myself" The Doctor squared his shoulders, lifted his chin and announced.

"Oh really ?" She raised an eyebrow at that and looked actually surprised.
He frowned at that. "What ? Don't I look like a genius ?"
"Sweetie you call yourself as 'The Doctor' and not a name, hard to find you a genius when you do that" She responded with a smile and his heart fluttered once again at the use of the endearment.

"Ha! Well let me tell you I am actually a Doctor. I'm a scientist and the lead the Research wing at The London Science museum for 25 years"

"Wow that is impressive" She smirked.

"What about you ?"

"Oh me ? I am an archaeologist"

He laughed at that and then went on to actually say "Well I point and laugh at archaeologists"

Her eyebrows raised at that and a frown came on her face and she asked "Were you born this grumpy or did you have to work hard at that ?"

He flinched a bit at that. He shouldn't have made fun of her career. That wasn't like him. The fact that he did not want to get into the bad graces of this woman who looked deadly enough that she could kill him with her glare however was a different thing.

"I'm sorry, just a bad start to the day" He grumbled.

Forwarding her hand to his she said "Let's start afresh. Professor River Song, Archaeologist"

"I'm The Doctor"

"The Doctor is not a name sweetie" If she hadn't used that endearment he was growing fond of, he would've snapped at her.

"Well that's what everyone calls me"

"It's ok if you don't want to tell me your real name" She said shaking his hand just for a few seconds before he pulled back. He wasn't really fond of hand holding and touching.

"Basil. Theta Basil" He said.

"Sorry ?" She asked genuinely confused. Her eyebrows knit together.

"That's my name" he huffed.

She laughed out at that.

"What sort of a name is that ? It's a Greek Alphabet and the name of a plant"
"Well it's certainly better than yours! River Song ? Is that a real name or a fake one ?" He snapped. He didn't like when someone made fun of his name. He agreed it was a tad bit unconventional but it was still his name.

Stifling her laughter she calmed down and said "Sorry, my fault I shouldn't have laughed. You made fun of my profession and I made fun of your name. I think we're even" She winked and left the room. He stood there stunned for a moment.

No one winked at him. It wasn't acceptable and this woman, this ridiculous space haired woman made fun of his name, didn't really apologise and then winked at him and left. Oh she was going to be tough to handle. Luckily he might not have to meet her again after today. With Jenny and Aurora having resolved their issues they might not end up at the Principal's room every now and then, so after today him meeting River Song was next to impossible.
The thought however did not make him as happy as he thought it would. Grumbling to himself he left the room to follow River. River Song. Atleast he knew her name now.