"It won't open!" No matter how hard I pull, the stubborn doors won't budge.
"Maybe the doors are malfunctioning?" The Doctor says from inside.
"Or maybe your snogbox just hates me!"
"Well that could be because you call it a snog box all the time. Which it isn't, by the way."
"Oh sure." I say cause its fun to push his buttons.
"It can't be a snog box because I haven't kissed anyone in it for a very long time."
"And how long ago was that?" I didn't even know if he knew what kissing was much less how to do it.
Though with a face like that I bet whoever it was couldn't resist. Not that I couldn't. No, I have self control. Nothing about him phases me one bit. He said something low that I couldn't hear.
"What?"
"Nothing! Are you pushing the door?"
"No."
"Well you should!"
"The sign says Pull to Open, not push!" But I push anyway at the same time the Doctor pulls it open. I stumble over my feet and fall into him. He catches me, both hands on my waist.
"Whoa steady now. Are you alright?"
"Yeah." Clearly I am but I don't move an inch. My arms are wrapped around the back of his neck and I'm staring at him, at this amazing man whose taken me to places beyond my imagination. And I wonder if maybe...
"Well come along then." He takes my hand in his and brings me to the Tardis console.
"Where are we going?"
"To the stars!"
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