The Doctor

20

*okay, I'm going to try writing a new chapter. Sorry if its no good.*

The Doctor and I talked for awhile with my parents before Emma called us into the dining room. There was an oval shaped table surrounded by six chairs, four on the sides and two on the ends. When we sat down, I noticed my mom glance sadly at the empty seat before quickly smiling and sitting next to dad. Emma sat on the end and the Doctor and I sat on the other side. Emma had made a huge meal so I helped her put it all away when we finished eating. That left the Doctor alone with my parents. After a few minutes, I heard them talking.

"She reminds me of Hana..." I heard mom say, probably more to herself. The Doctor cleared his throat.

"Who is Hana?" I froze. Oh, please don't let them tell stories about me. Especially when they don't even know that I'm me. This time dad spoke.

"She, uh, was our other daughter, John. Emma's younger sister. She went missing on her eighteenth birthday. We never found any sign of her." His voice cracked a little.

"Yes, she had a lot of the little nervous habits like Mary does. Playing with her hair, drumming the table, things like that. Once when Hana and Emma were little..." Moms voice became low and I groaned, earning a giggle from Emma. Suddenly laughter erupted from the living room and I hid my face in my hand. I peaked my face around the doorway and saw the Doctor laughing with my mother. They were all facing away from me but, he turned and smirked at me. In return I stuck out my tongue, earning a deep chuckle from him. His eyes glanced above my head for a moment and I saw his eyes flash and another smirk before he turned back around.

Shrugging, I went back to the kitchen and helped Emma finish cleaning. She looked at me gratefully and hugged me again.

"Thank you, Hana." She whispered so our parents wouldn't hear and went to sit in the living room.

I stood in the door way since all the seats were now taken. The Doctor had moved to the recliner facing me and Emma and my parents sat on the couch. The mischievous flash came back into his eyes as he stood up. Emma turned towards me, confused then had an amused look when she looked above my head just like the Doctor had done earlier. I didn't look up until he was standing so close that I had to look up to see his face, and I saw what they had been looking at. Then I blushed. Mistletoe. By now everyone was staring at us expectantly. He looked at them and blushed a little, taking a very small step back. This time I smirked, and pulled his tie down until our noses were touching.

"You started this." I whispered. He looked at me for a second before he tilted my chin up a little more and kissed me. I heard Emma yell and my parents were clapping. When we broke apart, we were both a little breathless.

"Go H-Mary!!" Emma yelled, faltering over almost calling me Hana. Mom looked like she had realized something, causing me to pause.

"I don't mean to pry but aren't you two married? Where are your rings?" Emma giggled.

"Mom, I made that up. They weren't even going out officially." I shrugged and mom gave me a big grin.

The Doctor sat back in the recliner and pulled me down so I was sitting on the arm of the chair, leaning on him. We stayed like that the rest of the evening until my parents left. Emma hugged us both tight.

"Make sure you visit me again. Whenever you want to but, please come before next Christmas, okay?" We both agreed and, after saying goodbye, walked hand in hand back to the TARDIS.

When the noise of the TARDIS stopped, I ran to my room and got my present for the Doctor. I gave it to him and he handed me a small, familiar box. He opened his and smiled, flipping through the pages.

"Is this your sketchbook? These drawings are beautiful." I been drawing pictures of our adventures since I had arrived. Good thing my artistic abilities hadn't been changed much by my regeneration. He wrapped me in a hug and kissed me again. I went to open his present and he shook his head.

"Wait until you get back to your room." I agreed hesitantly and put it in my pocket.

We watched a movie and after awhile we both went to our bedrooms. I lied in bed awhile before I remembered the box. Jumping up, I turned on the light and examined the velvety box. Nervously, I opened it, and gasped.