A/N: Alex's outfit for this chapter can be found on my Tumblr, under the name 'darksideofparis'.

Alex glanced over at the Doctor as he whistled. He was working underneath the console on a rolling board, just a few feet from where Alex herself was sitting. Alex was curled into a small ball underneath the console. She wasn't sure why. She had just felt like it.

Alex glanced down beneath her. Rory was underneath her, helping the Doctor work on the TARDIS. Amy was off doing something somewhere in the further depths of the time machine, while Alex had elected to curl up with a book. For some reason, she had decided to read in the control room underneath the console.

She shrugged. She was turning into the Doctor. Sighing a little, she turned back to her book. It was a good one. It was called A Brief History of Montmaray and she had stumbled across it in the TARDIS library. It had evidently belonged to somebody before. Alex had found a small inscription inside the cover: Property of Susan Foreman, Age 15. Alex made a mental note to ask the Doctor who Susan was later.

Regardless of the identity of the former owner, the book was a good one. Alex was just getting sucked back into the life of Princess Sophie and the drama surrounding Europe in the years leading up to WWII when she heard footsteps approaching.

She glanced over to see a pair of female legs clad in black tights and boots approaching the Doctor. "Hey," Amy greeted.

"Hey!" the Doctor exclaimed, wheeling himself out long enough to say this.

Alex could practically taste Amy's displeasure at this. She looked over just in time to see Amy reach down and pull him back out. "Listen, can we talk?" she asked nervously.

"RORY!" the Doctor shouted, before shoving himself back under the safe confines of the console.

Alex snickered a little. Did he really think that would work?

Amy grabbed his jacket lapels and yanked him back out. "No, shut up!" she hissed. "I just got a question, that's all, and I can't find Alex anywhere. . ." She trailed off, spotting a familiar almost-blonde head underneath the console. "Alex!" she cried.

Alex, startled, jumped up, hitting her head on the underside of the console painfully. "Ouch!" she winced. She closed her book and crawled out.

Amy stared at her. "What are you doing under there?"

Alex was about to answer when Rory called up. "Everything okay up there?" he asked, looking up at them through the glass floor. He was wearing large black goggles that Alex thought looked hilarious on him. The only thing that stopped her from laughing and poking fun at them though, was the fact that he was currently wielding a small blowtorch.

"Yep, fine, no problem!" the Doctor replied.

Alex stood up and placed her book down on one of the chairs. In front of her, Amy had her hands on her hips as she stared down at her husband. "What are you doing?" Amy demanded.

"Helping the Doctor," Rory answered. As Amy continued to eye him, he turned to look at something on the underside of the floor. "Um, it's humming," he told the Doctor as the latter started to wheel himself back under the console. "Is that okay?"

"Yeah, it's fine," the Doctor answered, pushing himself back out. "We're just entering conceptual space. Imagine a banana or anything curved! Actually, don't, 'cause it's not curved or anything like a banana. Forget the banana!"

Alex rolled her eyes as he wheeled himself back under. "Once again, ladies and gentlemen, the Universe According to the Doctor!"

"Don't be a smart-alec, Ally," the Doctor mildly scolded. "It doesn't suit you."

Alex only stuck her tongue out in reply before adjusting the sleeves on her graphic baseball t-shirt. She had paired it with dark skinny jeans, black sparkly Converse, a small gold-colored watch like the one the Doctor wore, and a pendent necklace that she guessed was supposed to reference Cinderella, based on the bejeweled glass slipper charm and the charm that featured a figure in a blue dress.

"Uh, is he helping you fly the TARDIS?" Amy asked, her mind not straying away from the topic in the slightest.

"Attach thermo-couplings 2, 7, and 11," the Doctor called out, ignoring Amy altogether as he wheeled back out and got up. "Like I showed you!"

"How come he gets a go?" Amy demanded, following the Doctor as the latter began to walk around the console. Alex leaned back against the railing. There had been a sorrowing lack of entertainment lately. "You never let me have a go!"

"Or me," Alex inaudibly muttered.

"Uh, Doctor, don't!" Rory called, panicked. "Seriously. I let her drive my car once."

"Yeah, to the end of the road," Amy scoffed.

"Yeah, where, according to Amy, there was an unexpected house," Rory retorted.

The Doctor walked to the other side of the console, leaning over to type something, but still listening to the conversation. Beside him, Amy said, "Oh, he's jealous because I passed my test first time."

"You cheated!" Rory accused. "You wore a skirt!"

Alex snorted. Now this was getting interesting.

"I didn't wear a skirt," Amy argued.

"Yeah, well, that would've worked too," Rory commented.

The Doctor, who had ducked back around to check something underneath the console, glanced up at this. He looked over at Alex, who smiled and mouthed, "Mom and Dad are fighting."

"Behave," he mouthed, grinning a little as he went around Amy.

At the moment, Amy was deep in thought. "No, no, I did wear a skirt," she recalled, "but it was any old skirt."

"You ever see Amy drive, Doctor?" Rory called up.

"No!" the Doctor returned, not really paying much attention anymore as he checked another part of the console.

"Neither did her driving examiner," Rory said.

"Actually," Amy suddenly realized, "it was this one." She pointed down to her short denim skirt. "It was this skirt!"

Just as she finished saying that, the TARDIS suddenly lurched. Amy and the Doctor gripped parts of the console while Alex threw her hands up to grab the railing before she could get thrown over it. The lights above them switched off, the only illumination now being provided by the console.

"What happened?" Alex demanded. She released the railing gingerly, ready to grab it in case the TARDIS lurched or did something equally terrifying again.

"Rory!" the Doctor shouted, ignoring her. He looked panicked, which didn't calm Alex down any. "Did you drop a thermo-coupling?"

There was silence and then a sheepish, "Sorry."

The Doctor groaned. "Oh, how did you do that?!" he cried, letting go of the console to walk around and look down at him through the floor. "I TOLD you, don't drop them! I specifically mentioned not dropping!"

"It was my fault," Amy said quietly. She looked slightly embarrassed and sheepish.

"Of course it wasn't your fault," the Doctor told her, walking around her.

"It kinda was her fault," Rory agreed.

"How can it be her fault?" the Doctor wondered.

Alex's eyes widened, instantly seeing where this was going. Just as she figured that out, Amy said, "Because it was my skirt, and my husband, and your glass floor."

"Emphasis on glass," Alex helpfully called out.

"Thank you, Alex," Rory muttered.

There was silence from the Doctor as he processed this. He looked down at the floor for a moment before his head burst up, revealing widened eyes. "Oh! Rory!"

"Sorry!" Rory apologized.

The Doctor turned to look at Alex, happy to see that she looked just as disgusted as he did. "What do you think, Ally?" he asked. "Can you believe this?"

"Sadly, yes," Alex answered. And it was the truth. It had only been a week since Amy and Rory's wedding and Alex could practically taste the hormones in the hall outside their room or in any of the rooms the couple spent time in. This morning, Alex had Lysoled the kitchen table just to be safe.

Alex shuddered. Ew. Focus on the present, Alex! She pushed off the railing and went over to the Doctor. "So, a thermo-coupling breaking is bad. Got that. What happens now?" She leaned over to examine the console, even though she knew she would have no idea if anything was wrong on it or not.

"Well, we've landed," the Doctor told her, running around to fling a lever up. "Emergency materialization, we should be fine. Should have locked on to the safest space available." He reached over and pulled another lever up, causing the lights to come back on.

The group looked around, allowing their eyes to adjust to the sudden brightness. But then, their attention was captured by something on the other side of the room. Alex stared at it, her jaw hanging open a little, and she reached out to grab the Doctor's arm. The Doctor wrapped an arm around her waist in comfort while his free hand tapped his chin in thought. The time-travelers slowly made their way to the railing to look down at the new object in the room.

Sitting on the floor near the doors was the TARDIS.

"Doctor, what's happened?" Amy breathed, staring at the TARDIS in shock.

"It's not supposed to do that, right?" Alex asked.

"Safest spot available," the Doctor mused. He pulled his arm away from Alex and began descending the stairs. "The TARDIS has materialized inside itself."

"Is that supposed to happen?" Rory asked.

Alex turned to give him a look. "No," she said flatly.

The Doctor nodded in agreement. "That's the one," he confirmed. By this point, he was standing right in front of the TARDIS. Hesitantly, he reached out to touch the doors.

"What are you doing?" Amy questioned.

"I have absolutely no idea," the Doctor murmured, before throwing the door open and running inside. However, he suddenly reappeared by the interior front doors.

"Uh, okay, that is a bit weird," Amy observed.

The humans watched, stunned, as the Doctor stuck his hand through the interior doors. His hand reappeared through the smaller TARDIS doors. Rory laughed, causing Alex to look at him critically, which he either ignored or just didn't notice. "That is actually pretty cool."

The Doctor stepped back through the main doors and came back out through the smaller TARDIS's doors. "Oh, I'm glad you're entertained, Rory!" he scolded, glaring at the man as he walked back up to them. "Now that we're stuck here for all eternity, at least you won't be bored!"

"Whoa, whoa, wait, back up!" Alex cried, feeling her inner panic level rise. They couldn't really be stuck here for all eternity . . . could they? "We're stuck?"

The Doctor looked down at her, wishing he could calm her down. She looked worried and he hated seeing her like that. "The inside of the TARDIS is now joined to the outside of the TARDIS," he explained, trying to keep his voice calm so as not to scare her. "Worse than a time loop; a space loop. Nothing can enter or leave this ship ever again."

But just as he finished this, the main doors burst open. Everyone turned to see who had arrived . . . only to be dumbstruck when they saw another Amy and Alex standing there.

"You were saying, Doc?" the other Alex smirked.

"Okay, kids," the other Amy said, "this is where it gets complicated."

Amy stared at her other self. "Who the hell are you two?" she demanded.

"I'm you, from your future!" the other Amy smirked while the other Alex rolled her eyes. Alex smiled a little. It looked like something she'd do.

The Doctor approached them. "Tell me exactly what's happened," he instructed.

"The exterior shell of the TARDIS has drifted forwards in time," the other Alex calmly explained. "If you step into the box now, you step inside the control room a tiny bit into the past." The current Alex nodded along with her. That made sense.

Amy shook her head. "I don't understand."

"Neither do I," the other Amy admitted.

"But she just said it!"

"No, she's just repeating it," the other Amy explained. "We're both just remembering what we heard ourselves saying when we were standing where you are now and repeating it. I'm just repeating this too, and this, and this. . ."

"I still don't understand."

"I do!" Alex exclaimed. "It makes total sense!"

"Good job, Alex!" her other self said encouragingly.

"Of course you would," the other Amy said, rolling her eyes.

"Okay," the Doctor cut in, getting a slight headache from all of this. "When do this Amy and Alex step inside the box? We need to maintain the timeline."

"Ah, as soon as Amy slaps Rory," the other Amy informed him. Beside her, the other Alex stuck her finger down her throat.

The present Alex frowned and leaned over the railing. "Why are you doing that?" she asked.

"You'll find out in a minute," her other self muttered.

"Okay," Amy nodded, looking fully prepared to slap her week-old husband.

Rory let out an unamused laugh. "No," he argued, stepping back from Amy a little. "Why do I get slapped?"

"Because we have to stick to the established timeline," the Doctor and both Alex's replied. Startled, the Doctor and the present Alex turned to look at the future one. The Doctor and Alex eyed her as they all simultaneously added, "One mistake, the whole timeline could collapse."

Amy and Rory leaned over the railing to peer at the future Alex. "That is just weird," Rory muttered.

"Creepy," Amy corrected.

"That too."

The Doctor frowned. "Huh, River was right," he muttered. He started to say something else, but eyed the Alex's suspiciously. "Alright, neither of you say anything," he instructed.

Both Alex's rolled their eyes. "Yes, Doc," they replied.

The Doctor stared at them for a moment, getting a little creeped out by their simultaneous speaking. It was like an episode of The Twilight Zone. "We'd end up with two Amy Ponds forever!" he cried, turning back to Rory. "And then what would you do?"

Rory thought about it for a moment before turning to Amy. Alex's eyes widened as he opened his mouth. She was about to interject but Amy, quickly seeing what he was about to suggest, let out an outraged shriek, and slapped him.

"Ew!" Alex cried, wrinkling her nose.

The other Alex nodded. "Told you! God, this is even more disgusting the second time around."

"Okay!" the Doctor cried out, eager to get this over with. He hurried up and nudged the girls down to the TARDIS. "You two, into the police box, now!"

Amy and Alex rushed down to the blue box. Their other selves stepped forward, leaning against the side of the doorframe. "What, and we become them?" Amy asked.

"It's very simple, Amy," Alex said, her other self nodding in agreement.

"Yes, go, go, go!" the Doctor urged.

Amy was about to open the door but paused. She looked her other self up and down. "Do I really look like that?" she wondered.

"Yeah," the other Amy confirmed. "Yeah, you do."

"Oh, good lord," the other Alex groaned, raking a hand through her hair.

Amy smiled suggestively at her other self. "Hmm, I'd definitely give you a driving license."

"Amelia! Focus!" Alex snapped. Honestly! She was flirting with herself? Talk about shallow, she thought.

Her other self, remembering what she had been thinking during this moment, nodded in agreement. "Amen," she agreed.

The other Amy ignored them. "Oh, I bet you would."

"Oh," the Doctor groaned above them. "This is how it all ends!"

"Pond flirting with herself!" he and the Alex's all finished. The Doctor frowned at the two and gave them a look. "Sorry!" both Alex's cried.

The Doctor rolled his eyes. "True love at last," he added. Then, realizing what he had said, he looked over at Rory. "Oh, sorry, Rory."

"Absolutely no problem at all," Rory murmured, still stunned by the fact that two Amy's were currently in the control room. Alex grimaced, trying to make her brain not think about what his thoughts at this moment might be.

"Now, girls!" the Doctor demanded.

Amy turned to her other self. "What's the first line?"

"It's my line, actually," the other Alex retorted.

"Weren't you listening?" the present Alex questioned. "I say, 'You were saying, Doc?' and then you say, 'Okay kids, this is where it gets complicated'."

"Gotcha!" Amy nodded before throwing the door open and stepping in. Alex raced in after her, closing the door behind them.

The other Amy and Alex turned and raced up the stairs. "Is that good, Doc?" Alex asked. "Is the space loop done now?"

The Doctor shook his head. "No, we're still trapped," he revealed.

Right at that moment, the main doors opened, and another Amy, Rory, and Alex stepped through.

"What are you doing?" the Doctor demanded.

"You told us to get into the police box," the other Rory said. "Well, from your point of view, you're about to tell us to get into the police box. From our point of view, you just told us to get into the police box. Which is why we got into the police box. Which is why we're here. . ."

Rory stared at his other self, confused and baffled at all of the dialogue spouting out of him. "Do I have to remember all of that?" he frowned.

"It just sort of happens," the other Rory shrugged.

It was then that Amy noticed her other self. "Hi!" she flirtatiously waved.

"Hi!" the other Amy waved back in an identical manner.

"Oh, not again!" Alex groaned.

"Aren't you glad you and I don't do that?" her other self asked.

"Immensely," Alex replied.

"Wait, why don't you two do that?" Amy wondered.

"Because it's too meta and weird!" both Alex's retorted.

Amy shrugged. "Well, I like it," she said, winking at her other self.

"Me too," the other Amy agreed, winking back.

"Stop that!" the Doctor and both Alex's chastised. The Doctor jumped slightly at all of the simultaneous speaking and glared at the two Alex's. "Stop that!" he scolded.

"Sorry!" the Alex's apologized.

"It's just really easy to do," the other Alex defended.

The Doctor shook his head. "You three," he nudged Amy, Rory, and Alex down the stairs to the police box, "into the police box, now!"

Once the three had gone into the box, the other Amy stepped forward. "So, what now?"

"You three stay where you are!" the Doctor ordered as he ran over to the console.

"What are you doing?" Rory questioned.

"I'm setting up a controlled temporal implosion," the Doctor explained as he flicked a switch. "It's the only way to reset the TARDIS, but unless I find exactly the right lever to control the implosion. . ." He trailed off and winced. ". . .we're all going to die."

Alex pursed her lips and closed her eyes, her hands landing on her hips. "And you don't know which lever?" she guessed, unable to believe him. He'd been flying the TARDIS for centuries! Surely he knew which lever did what by now!

"No," he admitted. The Doctor stepped forward, his eyes boring into the doors behind the humans. "But I'm about to find out."

Right on cue, the main doors opened, Rory and Amy jumping out of the way while Alex watched in amazement as another Doctor came running in. "The wibbly lever!" he shouted.

Two Doctors. . . Alex couldn't help but think. In the same room. . . She jumped slightly, shocked at what she had just thought. Oh my God, control yourself, Alexandria Nicole!

"The wibbly lever!" the present Doctor cheered, thankfully unaware of the tawdry thoughts running through Alex's head. "Thank you!" The Doctor whirled around and tugged the lever in question before sprinting down the stairs and into the other TARDIS. A moment later, the other TARDIS dematerialized, emitting its signature grating-groaning noise before vanishing completely.

"Okay, we're back in normal flight," the Doctor announced. He put his arms around Amy and Rory, the fingers on his right hand just barely grazing Alex's shoulder. "The TARDIS is no longer inside itself, the localized time field is no longer about to implode and rip a hole in all causality. But, just in case. . ." He looked down at Amy's legs meaningly. "Pond, put some trousers on." He then walked off.

While Amy rolled her eyes and gave Rory a sharp look since she still remembered the reason she slapped him, Alex headed back up to the console. She fell back in a chair. "Well, that was interesting," she remarked as she picked up her book and tried to find her place.

"More like annoying," the Doctor muttered.

"Doctor!" Amy called out. She bounded up the stairs while Rory ducked under the console to clean up the remains of the thermo-coupling he'd dropped. "Just out of mild curiosity, what would you have done with two Alex's?"

There was a long pause. The Doctor leaned back against the console. Two Alex's. . . he mused before mentally smacking himself. What was he doing?! He couldn't be thinking things like that!

He glanced over at Alex. Alex was looking at him expectantly, her nails tapping the seat of the chair. It was like she was waiting to see whether she had to slap him or not.

She watched him critically. It was okay for her to thing such tawdry thoughts, but she didn't like him thinking the same thoughts about her.

"Go mad, of course," he retorted. "All that simultaneous speaking. . ." He shuddered. "I'd end up throwing myself into a black hole."

"You don't mind when you and I do it," Alex pointed out.

He smiled at her. "That's different. There's only one of you."

Alex rolled her eyes but smiled. "Good answer, Doc," she murmured, turning back to her book.

The Doctor snorted slightly and turned back to the console as Amy left, presumably to put on some trousers to prevent another space loop. Alex flipped through her book, getting through seven pages before stumbling across something weird. "That's odd," she murmured.

"What is?" the Doctor asked.

"There's a bunch of passages in my book that are underlined and have notes scribbled in the margins," Alex explained. "This is the third one I've come across." She squinted down at the page, trying to decipher the delicate, spidery writing. "This one says . . . That's not right. Invasion happened slightly later due to Grandfather's accidental intervention. What does that mean?"

She looked up, noticing with alarm that the Doctor had gone stiff. One hand was pressed to the edge of the console and he was staring off into the distance. She leaned to the side a little to see his eyes. They had gone dark and looked irrevocably sad. "Doctor?" she hesitantly asked.

"What's the title of that book, Ally?" the Doctor asked, his voice stiff and guarded.

Alex bit her lip and turned the book over so that the cover was facing her. It wasn't necessary since she already knew the title, but more to stall the possible forthcoming outburst. She was vaguely aware of Amy having returned, the redhead standing in the doorway, noticing the obvious tension and not willing to step into the room any further. Beneath the console, Rory had gone silent, and Alex could just picture him eyeing the nearest door, plotting an escape.

"Um. . . It was one I stumbled on in the library," Alex replied apprehensively.

"The title, Alex," the Doctor demanded.

Alex gulped. "A Brief History of Montmaray by Michelle Cooper," she answered nervously, the words flying out of her mouth as fast as she could make them.

The Doctor sucked in a breath. Both hands clutched the console as he stayed completely still. Amy, Alex, and Rory remained dead silent, terrified that making the slightest sound would set him off. Alex tensed up in her seat, wondering why the notes in the book could make the Doctor act like this.

"Is there an inscription?" the Doctor choked out. His eyes drifted down to the controls, but not before Alex caught a slight tear in the corner of his right eye. "On the inside cover?"

"Yes," Alex answered. She opened the book to the inside cover. "'Property of Susan Foreman, Age 15.'"

The Doctor bit his lip. His shoulders hunched forward like someone in pain. Alex watched him anxiously, wondering if he was going to explode or not. Strangely, he just stayed silent, like he was reliving something and he couldn't find the words to explain it. "Doctor?" She stood and carefully approached him. She rested a hand on his arm, feeling the muscles beneath her fingertips tense and relax slightly under her touch. "Doctor, who is Susan Foreman?"

The Doctor took a deep breath before answering. "She was my granddaughter," he said quietly.

There was a gasp from Amy's direction, but the Doctor didn't seem to hear it. "That book you have?" the Doctor added, nodding at the book clutched in Alex's hand. "I gave that to her for her fifteenth birthday. We had just visited Winston Churchill and I figured she might be interested in learning more about the war." He chuckled a little, but not in a happy way. It was more bitter and sad. "Based on those scribbles, she obviously knew more than I thought she did. I haven't seen it since she. . ." He trailed off, tears filling his eyes.

Alex wanted to ask what happened to Susan. Based on the way the Doctor was talking about her, something bad had happened. She must've died in the Time War or something, Alex guessed. But she knew better than to ask. God knew how the Doctor might react.

"Oh, um, I'm sorry, I didn't know," Alex apologized. It wasn't really her fault, how was she supposed to know, but it felt like the right thing to say. "I'll just put it back where I found it." She stepped around him, beginning to make her way back to the library, when the Doctor called out to her.

"No, no, you're fine, Ally. It's just. . ." He ran a hand through his hair, trying to figure out how to get the words out as Alex stood in front of him, patiently waiting. "Just . . . be careful with it. It's very . . . precious to me."

Alex nodded. There was no question if she would do that. She was always gentle with a book, but now that she knew it had belonged to the Doctor's granddaughter, she would treat it like it was made of glass. "Of course, Doctor. I wouldn't dream of doing anything otherwise."

The Doctor nodded and, sensing the conversation was over, Alex walked out of the room. She passed a completely stunned Amy, who was probably shocked at the idea that she had tried to seduce someone's grandfather. After Alex passed her, Amy stepped into the room. Alex paused on the steps, waiting to see if she or Rory would start peppering the Doctor with questions he didn't want to answer.

But Amy and Rory were smart enough to know that Susan was an off-limits topic with the Doctor, at least in their case. Alex was debatable. They already knew the Doctor confided things to Alex he never would with them, and they were okay with that. As Rory had pointed out to Amy, they probably didn't want to know any of the Doctor's darkest secrets.

"Right then!" the Doctor suddenly exclaimed, his sadness replaced by a large amount of cheer and enthusiasm. "Pond, excellent. Trousers. Good job! Now Rory, place couplings 4 and 16 in that space above the stabilizer break. . ."

Alex smiled slightly as she headed up to her room, Susan's book clutched to her chest. The Doctor may not have been willing to talk about his past, but she was okay with that. Now that she knew who the book belonged to, she felt an even deeper urge to read it and absorb it, if only to better understand her Doctor.

A/N: This is one of my favorite mini-sodes and I loved writing this. All the simultaneous speaking and innuendos. . . :) Also, the Susan thing wasn't even planned here. It just popped into my head when I was writing about the book Alex is reading (which I totally recommend reading, by the way). :)

Also, we start another original adventure tomorrow! It's titled 'Alex's Birthday' and, without giving too much away, contains possessions, Savannah, numerous mentions to a popular book, psychics, and more. :)

Some notes on reviews. . .

Timey-Wimey Somn-Like Lass - I know, they're completely oblivious. *sigh* On a brighter note, thanks! :) Hmm, never watched Matrix, but I here it's good. :)

ShadowTeir - All really good guesses, but, as is typical, I won't say if any of them are right or not. On a brighter note, glad you liked the chapter! This one is a bit funnier and kind of makes up for the last chapter. :)

ElysiumPhoenix - I know, I am a tease. But the waiting is important. A few things need to happen before they admit their feelings and Alex has to come to a major realization. I'll say that she reaches the realization in the original adventure that starts tomorrow. :)

yeah - I'm sorry if you don't like how I'm writing the story and if you want to stop reading, I understand.

Percabeth Jackson - I know, and they will get together. Just not yet. Some things need to happen before they do get together and Alex has to realize something mega-important, something she'll realize in the original adventure that starts tomorrow. :)

rycbar15 - Thank you! Glad to hear you got your phone fixed. :) I'm writing 'A Christmas Carol' right now, the final adventure for this book and I'm working on two other OC stories; one which will be up during the time I'm writing 'Living the Life of Ally's' sequel and one that is a crossover fic between Doctor Who and General Hospital which may or may not go up. It depends on how much interest there is in that one. :) My favorite episode to write for this one has been 'Bristol, KY Stop' because I got to truly expand my writing and reveal more about my OC. For canonical stories, my favorite one to write 'The Vampires in Venice' because that's one of my favorite episodes. :)

MidnightDarkskiesbluemoon - I know, but some things need to happen before they can become a couple. :)

SopherGopher'sAwesomeSister - I know! So close! On the bright side, we got fluff and met Amy's parents. :) In answer to your question, yes, Alex pulled her hair down. She pulled it down when she was talking to Amy at the table during the wedding reception and trying to get her to remember. She was talking about the TARDIS being something old, something new, something borrowed, and something blue. She pulled her hair back up before she and the Doctor danced. :)

SopherGopherroxursox - I know, I hate that part too, but it happens and always leads to the couple confessing feelings for each-other. :) Glad you like the chemical reaction! It actually ties in to why Alex is a fixed point, but we won't find out why for quite a while. :)

TheGirlWhoWaited - Thanks! :)

jesterlover - Lol, I don't know if Amy had chips at her wedding, but the salsa is always a hit. I wish I could dance like Alex. :)

titieli - I know, I love them too. And I don't blame you for getting confused by the Alex/River relationship. It is complicated. Hope you liked this chapter! :)

Gwilwillith - Thanks! :)