The Doctor woke up to slight scratching noises at his door and a whispered voice. "Smokey, come here, girl. Smoke! No!"

The Doctor kept his eyes closed. A moment later, four points of weight pushed into him through the blanket and moved up towards his head. He slowly opened his eyes to see a furry face with two curious eyes peering at him from an inch away, whiskers twitching. He groaned quietly, causing the tabby cat to jump back in alarm.

"Why is it always cats? Why do I never see dogs?" He glanced to the doorway to see Lily sheepishly peering around the door frame.

"Sorry... Your door must have been ajar, she just pushed it. I didn't expect it to open," she said as she waked in and scooped the cat into her arms. The cat squirmed and Lily allowed her to jump to the ground, where she promptly sat and cocked her head inquisitively at the Doctor. Lily laughed.

"I think she likes you. Or, who knows, maybe she just thinks you're weird." She crouched next to her and began to pet her. "Her name's Smokey, by the way." Smokey continued to stare at the Doctor.

"You look kind of intelligent," he said, staring back. "You know, in a not me kind of way. Because you're... you know... a cat." The explaining sentence, which had begun hastily, quickly lost momentum. Lily rolled her eyes.

"You're just prejudiced. Not everyone can be as intelligent as you. Besides, cats are very intelligent animals." Smokey looked up and Lily and meowed, as if on que. She laughed. "See?"

"Yeah, well, if so many people have dogs, why do I never see any of them?" the Doctor grumbled.

"Somehow, if you had time for a pet, I think you'd be more of a cat person," Lily said thoughtfully.

"What makes you say that?" he asked a bit indignantly.

"I don't know," she replied, studying him. "I just can't really see you with a dog. Even though your personality is probably closer to one," she chuckled.

"What's that supposed to mean?"

"Does the word overexcited mean anything to you?" she laughed.

"I do not get overexcited!" he exclaimed, annoyed.

She picked up Smokey again, still laughing. "Yeah, sure. Whatever you say." She walked to the door and called over her shoulder, "Mum's making breakfast, so you might want to get up if you're hungry at all."

The Doctor groaned and rolled over, burying his face in the pillow. He didn't want to get up. He realized he was sort of acting like a little kid, but the bed was too comfortable for him to really care. He rolled over again, sat up, and rubbed his eyes. He heard a gentle thump in the hall and then the sound of claws on wood followed by footsteps he assumed were Lily's. He got up and got into a semi-respectable state.

By the time that he got to the table, Amy was already there, eating with Lily as Rebecca finished cooking. He couldn't help snickering as he pulled up a chair and sat at the table. Amy glared at him.

"Don't laugh. I couldn't find a brush." Her untamed hair gave her a wild appearance, and with the glare she actually looked quite intimidating.

"Fine!" he said, holding up his hands as if in surrender as Rebecca came and slid two pancakes onto his plate. "Thanks," he said gratefully as he realized how hungry he was.

" You're welcome." Rebecca smiled and headed back to the stove.

"Syrup, juice, sausage." Lily listed the items as she pushed them over to the Doctor. "Maple sausages too, they're delicious!"

"The pancakes aren't half bad either," Amy commented before she brought another forkful up to her mouth.

"Thank you, Amy!" Rebecca called from the stove. She finished frying the last pancakes and brought them to her own plate, before untying her apron, hanging it on the back of her chair, and sitting down to enjoy the meal with the rest of them.

"So, Doctor, how long are you staying?" Lily asked eagerly.

He shrugged as he chewed. When he swallowed, he said, "Not sure, really. We don't have an agenda or anything, I guess a lot of it depends on when Amy or I decide we've overstayed our welcome, or when you or Rebecca get sick of us and decide to kick us out." He smiled and took a sip of his juice.

"So, what're you going to do while you're here?"

"Lily, you know me. I never have an exact plan, especially on a spur of the moment landing." He scratched his head thoughtfully. "I guess I'll just let something happen, that always seems to work."

"Would you like to see the base?"

"The base?"

"Yeah, you know, the one Mum and I run!" She grinned. "We may not be quite as knowledgeable as you in alien stuff, but I think we've done a pretty fair job."

The Doctor turned to Amy. "What do you think?"

"You're the boss, but it's fine by me."

He nodded to Lily. "The base it is, then."

"All right!" Lily leapt up from the table.

"Sit down and finish your breakfast properly!" Rebecca chided. "The tour can wait until after you've eaten." Lily sat down sheepishly and Rebecca rolled her eyes at Lily and the Doctor.

Once everyone finished eating, Lily went off with Amy to try to find her a brush. The Doctor opted to stay and help Rebecca clean up from breakfast. As they were finishing up, he said quietly, "Amy knows."

Rebecca looked at him sharply. "You told her?"

"No, she figured it out." He smiled. "She's no slouch in the brains department, either."

She was quiet for a moment. Then she asked, "What do we do?"

"We just take each day one step at a time, just like we always have."

A/N: Wow. That was a weird place to end the chapter. I'm sorry. I don't know why, but it seemed like a good place to stop. Why did I have such a hard time wrapping up this chapter???

Anyways, I love the beginning of this chapter! It popped into my head a while ago and when I wrote it down I was practically giddy. I especially love when the Doctor is talking to the cat, because I can SEE the 10th Doctor saying that, and I can hear it as well XD

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