Chapter Five:
Lexi's POV

I woke suddenly as a loud "THUMP" filled my bedroom. I quickly sat up, rubbed the sleep out of my eyes, and searched the floor for the source of the noise. The answer came to me in the strange sight of The Doctor lying on the floor next to my bed, moaning and rubbing his head. I couldn't stop the giggle that escaped me. The Doctor looked up at me with a pout, that turned into a smirk, and then a grin, before standing up and dusting himself off.

"Oh, that's nice," He scolded, "Laugh at the man plagued by nightmares."

Lying in my bed I hear the clock tick and think of you
Caught up in circles, confusion is nothing new
Flash back warm night, almost left behind
Suitcase of memories
Time after sometime you pictured me

"I'm sorry." I said, calming my laughter, "Are you alright?"

"Yeah." He ran hand through his hair trying to shake the lingering memories from his head.

"You wanna talk about it?" I asked, standing up and stretching.

"Naw." He said dismissively, "I'm gunna go do some last minutes checks. You get dressed and I'll meet you in the console room." He turned and started to walk out.

"Doctor!" He turned back. I reached over to my bedside table and picked up his top hat. I dusted it off and spun it around in my fingers once before tossing it in his direction. He caught it easily with one hand and placed it on top of his head with a pat and a cheeky grin. I rolled my eyes and he shut the door behind.

I'm walking too far ahead
You're callin' to me
I can't hear what you've said
Then you said, "Go slow, I fall behind"
The second hand unwinds

If you're lost you can look and you will find me
Time after time
If you fall I will catch you, I'll be waiting
Time after time

I quickly slipped into the dress I had picked out earlier that day, or was that yesterday? I wondered how the Doctor had ended up sleeping next to me in my bed anyway. I didn't really mind. I tied the string of my shawl and looked in the mirror to appraise my appearance. I had chosen a simple dark green dress that's long straight skirt complimented my figure as it pooled at my feet, hiding my matching green converse. The long sleeves ended with garish green bows that itched my wrists but the matching shawl made up for them and had clearly set this dress apart from the others. I ran a brush through my hair and bobby pinned it into a somewhat acceptable up-do before wandering towards the console room as I shoved my pencils and sketchbook into a green bag I had found.

"Doctor?" I called out as I entered the seemingly empty consol room. CLANG! The sound of skull hitting metal echoed throughout the TARDIS.

"Ow!" The Doctor vocalized as he crawled out from under the console.

"Sorry! Do I look alright?" I asked. He looked up and I did a twirl. He smiled.

"You look lovely." He assured me and I returned his smile. Was I blushing? He grabbed his hat off the console and refitted it on the top of his head, hiding his thicket of hair, before offering me his arm. I took it and he escorted me out the door…

…and into the snow.

"Brrrr!" I shivered, pulling the Doctor closer to me (so close that our hips bumped together with each step) in an attempt to usurp some of the little body heat he had. We linked our fingers together. His hands were freezing. I told him so.

"Timelords have a lower core body temperature. It comes in handy when visiting a desert, but not so much in the snow." I was distracted by bright lights and dancing shadows in the windows of the mansion we were approaching.

"That a party?"

"Looks like it."

"I can't hear any music."

"It's just quiet. No boom boxes, subwoofers, and DJs here. They're probably taking turns playing the piano."

"I bet it's beautiful."

" Wanna crash it?"

"Hell yeah!" He chuckled.

"You best hold your tongue in there young lady." He warned as he fished out his physic paper.

"Don't you 'young lady' me." I said with a smirk that melted into a fond smile. "Don't worry. I'll be a good girl. You're the one I'm worried about."

"Me?"

"Yeah you! That means no running and yelling unless there is clear and imminent danger, no technobabble, and no licking things."

"Fine." He grumbled and scuffed his trainers on the steps up to the house, pouting like a little kid. I lightly punched his shoulder and he rolled his eyes at me.

After my picture fades
And darkness has turned to grey
Watching through windows
You're wondering if I'm OK
Secrets stolen from deep inside
The drum beats out of time

"Good evening Mr. Smith, Miss Burke." The servant said who opened the door for them after reading their "letter of introduction". "Are you a guest of Mrs. D'Oily?"

"We don't know her personally, but we received our invitation from a friend of the family who couldn't make it today. He wished for us to send his regards and use the opportunity to introduce ourselves."

"I'm afraid Madame has fallen ill and taken to her quarters but I'm sure she would be glad that you have arrived. Please join the others and enjoy yourselves."

"Thank you. I'm sure we will." We excused ourselves to the parlor room where most of the guests had gathered, "I thought for sure he was going to ask for names I didn't have." He told me with a smile, letting me in on the secret that he didn't have a plan. Not a very big secret. He didn't have a plan 75% of the time.

"Yeah." I agreed with a nod. We entered the room and my senses were bombarded. There were many beautiful women in full gowns, some as young as 13 or 14, and dashing men with wide grins slashed across their faces as they watched the women dance, some of them mustering up the courage to ask one of them for such a dance. The walls were lined with tables filled with pungent smelling food. The room was filled with the light tinkling of skilled fingers against keys of the grand piano that sat properly in the corner out of the way of the dancers.

"Well?" The Doctor asked my opinion with a grin of visible and blatant self-pride.

"You think you're so impressive."

"I am so impressive!"

"You better be if you're going to be my date for the evening." He chuckled quietly and pulled me farther into the crowd. We stood there watching the couples twirling. I felt like I was in a movie or a classic novel, like Pride and Prejudice. They all looked so perfect, dancing hand in hand in time with each other. It was like no dance party I'd ever been to, and I knew that I was truly privileged to be here. I guess privileged is one way to describe traveling with the Doctor, as well as lucky, funny, amazing, scary, and absolutely crazy. It was as the song came to an end and a slower song waltz began that the crazy alien next to me bumped against my shoulder breaking my reverie. I turned towards him and there was a wide grin fixed in its usual place.

"What?" I asked my curiosity out weighing my common sense. He took a large step, moving herself in front of me.

"Dance with me?" He asked rolling on to the balls of his feet, nervously, as if I would actually refuse him.

"Can you waltz, Doctor?" I asked in a bemused, lightly mocking tone. His eyes lit up at my obvious acceptance of his offer.

"I've got the moves." I snorted.

"Yeah, but you need new pick up lines."

If you're lost you can look and you will find me
Time after time
If you fall I will catch you, I'll be waiting
Time after time

Author Note: Song: Time After Time By: Cyndi Lauper -Sorry I've been forever in updating. I think one more chapter until Jack's arrival.