I Can't Take Him AnywhereAmy and Rory are used to the Doctor and River's timelines being confusing, but this is a little more confusing than normal...I Can't Take Him Anywhere11 months ago in Sci-Fi
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Rory lay in the hammock in their back garden, swinging one foot, idly watching Amy plant peonies. Strangely enough, gardening seemed to be something she enjoyed.
There was a rustle of wind, and the groan of ancient engines. He sat up as the Tardis materialized in front of the garden gate.
The door swung open, and a strange man strolled out. He was tall and skinny, wearing a pinstriped suit, a pair of square framed spectacles and hair that looked like a rooster's comb.
His bright brown eyes sparkled as he grinned a charming grin at them. "Hello! Sorry, didn't mean to land in your garden." He pointed behind him, over his shoulder into the Tardis.
"I was just following a temporal trace and..."
There was a crack of lightning and the smell of ozone and River dashed into the garden.
"Not here, Sweetie!" she yelled repressively before anyone could say anything.
She's a FlirtHe was so young. And he was adorable. And he had no idea who the hell she was.She's a Flirt1 year ago in Sci-Fi
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In one way, it hurt, they'd been so much a part of each other's lives for so long. There had been a time when she'd worried that as she got older he'd know her less and less. She'd braced herself for that pain, for that slow forgetting.
But, fortunately, that's not what happened. Oh, yes, sometimes they did meet out of order, like now. But she knew that once this adventure was over, she was just as likely to meet an older version of him, one who knew her, and laugh about this experience.
But for now. He was just so cute.
She could feel her juices flowing. There was just something about flirting with a younger version of her husband. When he was shy, and flustery, and struggling with his attraction to her.
Oh, the possibilities.