Soldier of the Angels | Book 1 of High Priestess | Doctor Who Romance

Chapter Two | Angels

The entire time they had been there, Aphrodite and River had been running around like headless chooks to try and get the camp set up for the night, as well as get all of the weaponry ready. Though Aphrodite got shooed away consistently for being of a higher ranking meaning they could not help in the way they usually would. River was off helping Father Octavian with a few of the details. Pond was sitting with the Doctor as Aphrodite made her way across the camp. 

She had taken a moment earlier to change her clothing more suitable for where she was and for the temperature as well. She refused to wear that horrid cameo colour, thus she was now wearing a pair of brown leather pants and a loose cream-coloured sweater. She always got told she was too old-fashioned in her clothing choices but honestly, it was the most practical for squatting and running around like crazy. Sure, the colour of the shirt was not the smartest. But if she was going to get dirty either way then who cares? 

Aphrodite walked along the campsite, her hair now brushed out of hairspray and gel and instead tied back into a high ponytail that went down to the centre of her back, naturally ombre from a light brown to sun-bleached ginger. She had found herself trying to make herself useful and to do so, she ended up making a big batch of hot chocolate to try to get rid of the bitterness from the cold night air. 

She walked across the campsite, three metal steel cups in hand as she walked over towards where the Doctor and Amy were. "Doctor. Pond. Hot chocolate?" She asked as she held up the cups to them. 

"Thank you. How come you call me Pond? Why not Amy like everyone else?" She asked with a raised eyebrow, taking the hot chocolate more than happily and huddling it in her hands. 

"It is usually a sign of respect. However, I will call you whatever you prefer." She said to the other with a small smile. It was true, it was a sense of respect from her time that everyone was addressed by their last names. However, it was only for family or kin to call each other by their first.

"Either work for me," Amy admitted to her, a kind smile on her face. 

"Priestess Aphrodite- thank you." The Doctor said, taking the cup of hot chocolate from her hands, lingering his fingers over hers for a moment. They lingered together, the cup warm under her hands but the Doctor's fingertips overtop of her own sent electricity down her arms and went straight to her heart, the pace of it fastening easily. Slowly, the two parted with the hot chocolate now in the Doctors hands.  

"You both may call me Angela if you wish. Or Ella if you uh, would like. I only allow River to call me what she would like, but the two of you are more than welcome to as well." She said softly. 

"Well then, Ella." The Doctor said with a small smile, a fond look on his face as he looked at her hot chocolate. "Make sure you stay warm." 

Aphrodite gave a small nod with a smile on her face, a blush creeping up her neck a little as she looked over to River. "Oh, I think I am needed. Father Octavian is coming over." She spoke quickly before scuttering away. 

Waiting until the woman was defiantly out of earshot, Amy looked over to the Doctor and chuckled a little. "Stay warm?" She teased while wiggling her eyebrows as the Doctor groaned. 

"I have been out of practice, okay? I have not flirted with anyone in over eight decades at least." He groaned out in his defence before nodding over to Father Octavian. 

"The Angel, as far as we know, is still trapped in the ship. Our mission is to get inside and neutralise it. We can't get through up top, we'd be too close to the drives. According to this, behind the cliff face, there's a network of catacombs leading right up to the temple. We can blow through the base of the cliffs, get into the entrance chamber, and then make our way up.