Melody floated into the magical machine with wide, unbelieving eyes. Her smile spread so far across her face she thought she might make her cheeks fall off. Try as she might to hide her excitement, she couldn't and burst out like a two year old into hyperactive talk:

"Doctor, this is everything I ever dreamed it would be! In all my wildest dreams I never thought this could happen to anyone, let alone me! It's so beautiful and colorful and oh look that's the control table!" she ran over and ran her small hands over the variety of gears, leavers, buttons, pulleys, cables, keyboards and thing-a-ma-bobs. Then, suddenly feeling an unnatural cold feeling under her feet, she turned her attention to the ground beneath her. "And there is that ridiculous glass floor you always slip on- Oh! It's so shiny, I never even realized it! How do you even keep it so clean in here with everything you do, being tidy would be the last of my worries, in fact it is, seeing the state my room is in…" She rambled on like this for a while before she finally came to her senses and turned to look at the man with twinkling eyes and ruffled hair. "Being here...inside the actual TARDIS, owned by the actual Doctor himself… I just can't believe it!" She giggled like a little innocent girl and twirled around the room, feeling freer than ever before.

The Doctor walked over to the control table and set down his empty bowl on the console. He laughed watching Melody spinning around like a child. Her spunkiness and energy reminded him so much of another child he met so many years ago… a child with ginger hair… and sarcasm… and just as much eagerness to see everything there is to see….

"Melody...Melody...Melody!" She couldn't hear him calling her name she was so caught up in her dream. Finally when she came close to him, he caught hold of her around her shoulders to stop her from spinning so she would listen. "Melody," he said, suddenly stern, looking into her soul. "Before we go, I have to ask you a very important question. The most… important question you will be asked by me, actually." Melody's head was spinning from not only dizziness, but also from her confusion of the Doctor's sudden seriousness.

"No lying, Melody. You have to be completely honest with me." He continued looking deep into her chocolate brown eyes. Suddenly, his expression changed within a split second- the giddy twinkle returned to his eyes and his mouth returned to its natural wide smile. All the doubt and fear left Melody's mind at once. "Where do you want to go first?"

"Well... anywhere! I don't care! As far away as we can go!" she sighed in relief.

"Alright then... You asked for it!" Melody's stomach flipped and the Doctor ran around as they laughed and he pulled down leavers and pushed buttons.

"Melody," he said almost mumbling, "could you please press and hold that button underneath the sonic fluctuation passage tube?"

"Uh… what… which one?" She said, completely lost and nervous.

"The one to the right of the probe release leaver!" he said preoccupied with his own business.

"Erm..." Melody had no idea what parts the Doctor was going on about- she was just going to ask him for help, but he looked so busy and stressed himself, spinning wheels and pulling gears; so, to take some of the stress off him, she decided to find the closest button to her... and, well, press it- just like he asked. What happened next was exactly what she was terrified of-the whole ship started to shake and the first thing that came to her mind was, that she was going to be the one responsible for her and the Doctor's deaths. Melody hung on as tightly as she could to the console. We are going to crash! We are going to crash and die and it's my entire fault! Melody frantically thought to herself.

But when she looked at the Doctor, he was completely oblivious to what was going on! He looked up from his gears when he could tell something was wrong with Melody.

"Oh don't mind that. This is what a normal trip in the TARDIS feels like! The button you just pushed, that just got us going. No worries!" He said to calm her. And like nothing was happening, he sat back in his white vinyl chair and patted the empty side next to him offering Melody a seat.

She quickly let go of the handle she was holding onto with dear life and ran over to him. "You know, Doctor, you might wanna get that fixed… hell, I could probably drive Her better than you all alone!" she said tauntingly.

"Believe me, Melody Pond… I will never let you be alone in something so big…" he said looking around the huge, futuristic room.

Feeling suddenly awkward for some unknown reason, she decided to make small talk between the two of them. "So, er, Doctor," she said uncomfortably. "Can you tell me where we are going?" she began to feel more and more nauseous as she held onto the seat for dear life.

"Yes, I can! Well…. mostly. So- most people seem to think that time is simply a strict line of cause and effect-BUT!" The Doctor hopped out of his seat and started flicking switches and pulling leavers on the control table. "From a non-linear, non-subjective point of view, it's more like a great big ball of wibbley-wobbley… timey-wimey…stuff."

Melody made a face at the Doctor (but she was laughing on the inside). "That still doesn't answer my question, Doctor!" She complained teasingly. He ran up to Melody a tapped her nose with his pointer finger.

"I'm getting there, Melody! Gosh you sure are an impatient one." He ran over to the other side of the control room and down a flight of stairs where Melody could see him fiddling with some wires under the glass floor as he spoke. "So basically where we are going is either forward millions of years in time or backwards millions of years in time, and it doesn't matter which one since it is all pretty much the same place! I think…" the Doctor turned his eyes up as if looking into his brain to find the answer. Melody noticed this and thought to herself answering his question for him in her mind- You're not. And she giggled to herself at his naiveté.

"And you don't have any idea in which direction we are going?" Melody watched the Doctor as he ran back up the stairs and stood on the other side of the console.

"Not in the slightest!" He said, as if it was the best news in the world.

At that moment, a large CRASH shook the entire room, throwing Melody out of her seat and the Doctor onto the floor.

Still recovering from the surprise and sitting up from her new seat on the TARDIS floor, she saw the Doctor sit straight up with a hungry, excited look on his face from the opposite side of the console.

"And now, Melody, we are about to see where I have taken us!"