Ties Between Time and Space

✦19✦ - Getting Surprise Tag-Alongs

Chapter Nineteen
Clearing Things Up

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Emma stood in the kitchen later that afternoon, she had just finished catching up with her dad and uncle Sam, and now she was making them some coffee to go. Sam was sitting at the counter but his gaze was anywhere but his niece as he glanced around the TARDIS excitedly. Dean, on the other hand, had his eyes fixed on his daughter as she slid him and Sam their different coffees.

"You're really okay here?" Dean asked.

"I'm fine here, Dad. I'm great!" Emma smiled at him.

"I think I would be too," Sam mumbled, still looking around.

"Could you be a bigger geek about this?" Dean reprimanded his brother, rolling his eyes.

Sam gave his famous bitch-face before uncomfortably shifting in his chair, and taking a sip from his coffee. "It's not every day we get to see a spaceship, Dean."

"And I get to see it every day," Emma proudly stated. "Really the adventures we go on, it's out of this world, Uncle Sam."

"Nice word play, kid," Sam complimented, smiling.

"I know."

"Emma," Dean looked at his daughter, stopping her and Sam's cute bonding moment. "Are you really going to be doing this for the rest of your life? Traveling through space and time with the Doctor?"

"Hopefully," Emma shrugged, leaning her arms down against the counter. "Dad, it's really not as scary as you think it is. Hunting's way worse." That was an obvious lie. "I get to see things that are dead and gone and then the next day we go and see things that haven't yet happened but will. I love it. I love this life, Dad." That was the truth.

"Yeah, because hunting so consists of alien monsters. Alien werewolves, alien bats, alien-- "

"Come on, man," Sam sighed. "Emma knows what she's doing. She might still be your little girl, but it doesn't mean that she still is a little girl. Right, Emmie?"

"Right, Uncle Sam," Emma laughed and nodded.

"Fine, whatever," Dean made a face. "Until she gets lost on someplace that isn't Earth, in some time that isn't ours."

"Never let that happen," the Doctor promised as he walked into the room. "Em, have you seen the extra wires for the console panel?"

"Uh, yeah. Desk in the study, second drawer to your left," Emma replied.

"Oh, right. . . " the Doctor nodded thoughtfully before disappearing again.

Dean rolled his eyes again but Sam was smiling, almost giddily at this point. "So, you know where everything is in this place? How many rooms does it have? And how does the Doctor fit a spaceship inside an old telephone box?"

Emma laughed at her uncle. "I know pretty much where everything is, but sometimes the TARDIS just suddenly changes things on her own. I only recently found out that there's an indoor swimming pool and a gym, so no idea. And it's a cloaking device meant to fit in anywhere the TARDIS lands, but it got stuck when the Doctor landed in 1965. He hasn't bothered to fix it and I quite like the retro look," Emma shrugged and smiled.

"Wait. . . " Dean stopped Sam's next words with a hand in the air and a frown. "Did you just say she? As in the TARDIS is a girl?"

"You call Baby a girl," Emma retorted.

"Because she is," Dean stated, leaving no room for argument. "But she's a car. This thing's a time and space hopper at best."

"Dad," Emma stared at him. "The TARDIS is a she and she gets very temperamental when she's in a bad mood. For example when someone insults her."