Guess who? ;) Yes (unfortunately?) it's me again. Me and another weirdly named chapter of mine always all mistakes are mine.

-So where to? – asked Sophie excited and tried to grab one of the levers but Doctor stopped her and moved her away from the console.
-I'm going to Dorium. The two of you. I don't know go somewhere. It's bigger on the inside I'm sure there has to be childproof room in there. Or just don't touch anything and look impressed.
-But Doctor. The TARDIS was supposed to be piloted by 6 people.
- For centuries I managed on my own. It doesn't matter to me if there was supposed to be 10 of them. She's mine. I fly her.
-Oh come on! We could help you. Right professor Song?
-Maybe next time kido. I think you should eat some breakfast. How about oatmeal?
-Bleh. How about pancakes?
- I will see what I can do but I warn you I've never been able to flip them properly.
-Don't worry I will teach you. Oh, and Doctor. Don't leave the breaks on. You will scare everyone no matter where you will be landing. It's better to surprise them.
-Says who?
-Says River.

Sophie. Aged four. He didn't see that one coming. Where? Why? How? Her history must be connected with Rivers. But there wasn't any sensible explanation or even theory to connect it all. Was it possible that Dorium knew more than him? And why River thought so? Oh that woman. She always gives him headache.

He landed and wet to find them. Ship directed him to the kitchen and he stopped in a doorway. Explosion. Something must have gone out in the kitchen. It was the only explanation for what he was seeing now. Dust everywhere. Dust of… flour?

- What exactly happened here?
- And what does it looks like? We are making pancakes sweetie.
-Pancakes. Of course. And what about that explosion and war that taken part before making pancakes?
- Don't exaggerate. There is no need for your dramatics. We split a little bit of flour…
- A little bit? This room can't be cleaned, I would have to delete it. And where did you even found so much flour?
-Oh shut up. I will clean it up in a moment.
-You?
-Yes, me. So impossible?
-Yes. I mean no… I mean… I didn't mean it like that! Stop it. You ask questions in that way and whatever I respond it sounds bad. Of course you could clean but… but…
-You are his wife, aren't you? – Sophie asked. It sounded almost innocent but there was something in her voice. Amy used to talk like that before she laughed at him.
-What gave you that impression? Not that I'm saying you are right.
-You know. The way she talks to you sometimes. Like you were a bad behaving puppy or something.

Brilliant now even children were making fun of him. Wasn't he supposed to be a great Time Lord? They should have respect him. Maybe even fear him. He destroyed his whole race! It was the face. He was sure of it. Nobody takes you seriously when you have a face of a 12 year old.
Sophie obviously dropped the subject because she was again questioning River.

-Professor Song, do you know how to fly a TARDIS?
-Yes, I do.
-Has the Doctor taught you?
-Nope. TARDIS did.
-You really are cool. Mrs. Song. Will you tell me something more about your archeology work?
-Perhaps latter. Now eat up grown-ups need to talk.
- But I want pancakes too! – Doctor protested.
-Stop whining, and at least pretend you are an adult.

They went outside the room so the girl couldn't hear them, but to be close enough to still keep an eye on her.

- So I guess we are here?
-Yes. I' ve just parked her but it's dangerous place. You should stay inside.
- No, I really don't. But you should. There is no need to bring attention to this case and if you will show up… You know. So you will stay with Sophie and I will talk with Dorium. And then we will see where we go from that.
-What. River that's crazy.
-Oh sweetie, crazy doesn't even begin to cover it. Now off with you. Go eat those pancakes or something.

She pushed him in direction of kitchen and gave him her best 'I'm the boss here, don't mess with me' face. And he simply couldn't stop himself in that moment. It was like all thoughts left his head and the next thing he know, he was kissing her. He was kissing her like he wanted to from the moment he saw her in his TARDIS. Like it was the last time he was ever going to kiss her. Like he kissed her on their wedding. One of his hands was resting on her hip. The other was lost in her magnificent curls. Well if he was going to die at this exact moment. He would have died happy. After a while the need for oxygen was to serve to continue, they parted.
-Not, that it wasn't nice, but why did you do that?
- Oh so now I need reason to kiss my beautiful wife? Not funny at all. – Doctor tried to lighten the mood joking.
-Of course you don't need it. But you aren't usually the 'hands on' type.
- Well, what can I say. Professor Song. You always bring up the worst in me.
He smacked him in the arm for that one. And walked away. But she smiled so he know she wasn't angry at him. Well now he couldn't let all those pancakes go to waste. Could he?

-So pancakes. Pancakes are cool.
-Where did Mrs. Song go?
- To do some boring stuff that grown-ups do. But the more important thing is that everything that is cool is still here. So what do you want to do? Something that doesn't involve time travel for now 'cause we can't leave until she gets back.

Sophie furrowed her brow and thought for a minute.

-Can we build a fort? Like a tree house. With tower but hidden, so we can use water pistols and with swing on the side because I like swings and could we build the tower with marshmallows? That way we could eat it when we will be hungry and we should play with puppy! Puppies are cool! Oh and can I have a milkshake? A chocolate one. Chocolate is yummy.

Whoa. Last time he checked kids those days still needed to breath. But this one talked like she didn't have to. That's strange. And fascinating. And she was still waiting for his answer. Well he could think about it later. He is good at multitasking.

-You can talk really fast. But I'm a good listener. And I think we have milkshake machine from 69th century laying somewhere. Come along and let the fun begin.

I hope you enjoyed it. We are getting to the good stuff now I promise. Or what I think is a good stuff anyway. Next part is the piece that started it all. I already rewritten it dozens of times and I'm finally satisfied with it. That's is until I look at it again and decide it still isn't it. Anyway it will be posted tomorrow or at Sunday and if everything goes to the plan we will have Ponds in here before New Year . Who's excited? I certainly am because only then I will fell like it started for good. Also I would really appreciate it if you would leave some comments bellow. You know it doesn't have to be long. Just tell me what you like, what you don't so for the future I will now how to improve myself. By the way I wonder if anybody at all reads my notes. Never mind. Have a good day.