A/N- Again- SOOO sorry for how long it's taken me to update this- I promise, I've not forgotten. Also, real life is calling, so I apologize about the length, but hopefully I'll be able to update again very soon. Enjoy!

The next morning, River came down with a smile on her face and a very slight skip in her step, dressed and ready for the day, greeting Pete- who'd been up with Tony earlier- with a bright grin as she helped him prepare breakfast.

"So," Pete asked, "The Doctor- what's he like, now? Same as ever? Does he still wear that ridiculously long coat or those glasses he doesn't need?"

River laughed as she sliced a tomato. "Sometimes. When I see him. He and I tend to meet out of order- I don't exactly travel with him all the time. In fact, the one I see most often has a different face altogether."

Pete looked intrigued by this, and turned to her with surprise. "Really? What's that Doctor like, then?"

River smiled, thinking of her husband as she'd last seen him, with his floppy hair and ridiculous mad professor get up and the bowtie she missed so much it pained her.

Jackie came in while she was describing a trip they'd gone on in which the Doctor had fought off an army using a kite and some mittens, then afterward turned beet red when the planet's princess kissed him hard on the cheek. Both Jackie and Pete laughed hysterically, trying to reconcile the man they knew upstairs with the fumbling professor type that River was describing. Jackie laughed even harder remembering the serious nature of the first Doctor she'd met, the one who despised families and emotions and would probably die before daring to blush.

Rose came in shortly, her hair a mess and her dressing gown loosely hanging about her as she yawned, grumbling as she reached for the tea her mother held out to her.

"What's so funny?" she asked around a piece of toast, mumbling against the morning.

Just then, the DocTwo walked in, cheerily whistling with his hands in his pockets as he greeted everyone with a smile.

"Did I miss something?" asked the DocTwo as he took in the smiles from (most) of the other people in the room. He stopped and gave Rose, who grunted in acknowledgement, a light squeeze on the shoulder, before moving to retrieve the cup of tea and plate River held out for him.

"Just describing some misadventures of the other you, Sweetie," said River, her hand lingering just a fraction longer where their fingers were touching than was strictly necessary- a fact not missed by either Rose nor the perceptive Jackie. Nor was the fact that the DocTwo didn't rush to pull away.

"Ah. And is the other me still as dashingly brilliant as before?" he asked, preening in jest. River was leaning against the counter smirking, hand under her chin as she briefly closed her eyes and breathed in shallowly, before opening them and smiling wider. She traced a finger across the DocTwo's face lightly before patting his cheek, using both arms to push herself away from the counter.

"Well, you both have your moments," declared River teasingly.

As everyone else joined Rose at the table, they all made easy conversation- River sitting between Pete and the DocTwo. Yet instead of facing the table directly, Jackie noticed how her chair was pulled back a ways and consciously angled toward the Doctor. A fact not missed by Rose either, if the glare her daughter gave the visitor was any indication. However, the man in question seemed oblivious to her attentions, laughing along casually with her and Pete, then staring peacefully once River had engaged even Tony's attention.

It seemed River Song had cast spell over all the men in the household, and Jackie wasn't sure if she should be thankful that the woman would be leaving their lives soon and leave their Doctor and her Rose to work things out, or if she should be grateful for the attention the poor man was finally receiving after leaving everything he'd known behind. Perhaps, a little jealousy was just what her Rose needed to see what she was now in danger of losing.

But, she debated, seeing the light touches and flirtatious banter the older woman was bestowing on him right in front of her daughter, perhaps not.