A/N : I'm on a roll! Anyway, this is more of a filler chapter, but the real stuff is coming soon! Have fun! By the way, OpenOffice is being an idiot, so I'm using WordPad, which has no spellchecker. .

Disclaimer : I don't own Doctor Who, but if I did, the TARDIS would be pink and black with MCR posters. xD

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"Cardiff."

"No."

"Cardiff."

"No."

"CARDIFF."

"If we go, will you shut up?"

"Yes."

"Fine."

About a week after the Weevil encounter (TARDIS time), Selinia was adamant that she get her visit to Cardiff. She'd pestered the Doctor by following him wherever he went (within reason) and saying "Cardiff" every five seconds. She'd already tried to pilot it there herself, like she did a week ago, but he'd somehow blocked it off and she couldn't remember how to override it. Now, the TARDIS pulled up several days later (Cardiff time) at sunset. A few people were around, but didn't notice the blue police box appear underneath a bridge across the edge of the Quay. Selinia stepped out, soon followed by the Doctor.

"Well, while we're here, we might as well let the girl get refueled. We'll be able to go tomorrow evening, so what do you want to do in the meantime?" He shrugged on his coat, and looked around. The Millenium Center behind him, the Senedd next to it, and the expanse of the sea in front. She took his hand, and started running . . . right towards all the shops. The Doctor muttered something that sounded suspiciously like "Women.".

After an hour of being dragged round the shops before closing time, the Doctor was exhausted. he could outrun most creatures, but when it came to shopping, just leave him in a life or death situation. He managed to find his way to the lounge nearest his bedroom, and found a new large, comfy chair there. He collapsed into it, and slowly took his shoes off.

Meanwhile, across the room, Selinia was rifling through her bags, re-checking everything she'd bought. She was incredibly happy, and thought the Doctor would sleep well tonight, if at all. She turned around to ask if he wanted a cup of tea, only to find him close to sleep in his new comfy chair. she picked up his discarded converse, and threw them in his room, not bothering to look where they went, only knowing he'd trip up on them if he went to bed. She went back in the room, nudging the Doctor on her way back to her bags. A groan came from him, as he realised she was trying to get him up out the chair.

"If you don't get out that chair, I'm going to eat all your bananas." Before she knew it, he was out the door, heading in the general direction of one of the kitchens. "While you're there, make me a cup of tea would you?" she yelled after him. She usually managed to get him to do what she wanted by a new method, which involved threatning his current banana stock. Five minutes later, he came back, clutching a bunch of bananas close to his chest, while juggling two cups of tea. He found Selinia now sitting in his chair, feet curled up underneath them, relaxing in the heat of the fireplace.

"If you're not going to move, I'l have to resort to desperate measures." Selinia stopped, and looked at him over her cup of tea. She pulled back, not breaking eye contact.

"And that would be what exactly?" She put her tea down on the floor, and crossed her arms.

"Believe it or not, I'm very well trained in the art of Tikarate." Selinia supressed a laugh as the Doctor raised an eyebrow.

"And that involves what?"

"Well, it's 90 Tickling and 10 Karate shouts. I got a level 3."

"So very well trained."

At this, the Doctor dived, and Selinia started shrieking. Half an hour later, it had changed into a pillow fight and 15 minutes after that, they both collapsed on Selinia's bed.

"You've messed it all up now! I should pinch your bed as punishment, but you'll only go and find another. I'll just make you tidy it up instead . . ." The Doctor gave an expression like a hurt puppy, but just found a pillow in his face. He pulled it off, deeply offended.

"I'll have you know, I haven't cleaned in 86 years, so I don't intend to start now. You could always just find another bedroom . . ." Another pillow made it's way towards his face.

"Tidy. I'll get the bananas, and I can't guarantee their safety. So . . ." Whack. " . . . you better get started." She watched the Doctor slowly start to put the pillows together, but it wasn't until he took the second that it found it's way towards Selinia's face.

"Oi! Oh, I give up, go tinker or read or whatever you do while I snore my head off. Go on, I'll see you in the morning." Selinia roughly shoved him out into the corridor, locking the door behind her. Grateful for some peace at last, she got ready for bed.

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Come to us.

We are lonely, wont you sing to us?

Come.

We are only simple stones, come sing, be our stone singer.

Voices, femine and harmonic, rang through Selinia's dreams. As she came back to conciousness, they still rang through her head. She climbed out of her bed, following a feeling as to where they were coming from. She knew it wasn't the TARDIS, she didn't think she'd sound so angelic and harmonic. These voices led her through the corridors until she came to the control room. Absentmindedly, she dragged her hand along the edge of the controls. She reached the door, and with a glance back inside, she pulled the door open onto Cardiff Bay. Remembering the Weevil attack, she reached over for the sonic screwdiver, left on the side, not quite reaching it's target of the Doctor's coat. Clutching to it, she stepped out.

Singer! You came! Please, sing for us!

The voices, louder now, sounded exicted yet wanting. She looked around, her eyes eventually resting on the oddly glowing Millenium Stadium. The letters were lit up, from inside, with a gold glow. A spark came from one of the letters, and started to grow. It swam through the air, like a lost bee, gradually progressing towards Selinia. It got closer, until it was within touching distance.

Sing.

Her senses returned, and Selina ran back inside the TARDIS, slamming the door behind her, running down the corridors, not fully sure where she was going. She stopped for breath, letting her head rest against the wall. She slid down the wall, hugging her knees. She shut here eyes for a moment, and noticed golden sparkles beneath her lids. At first, she thought of the spark, but realised it never touched her. A slow hum came from the walls, like it was happy.

"TARDIS?" she whispered.

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Ohh, new chap soon!!

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