The Penny Drops!

Part 5

Brooke's POV

WHEEOOH WHEEEOHH. I wake with a start when the TARDIS makes the landing noise. It's my first night actually sleeping onboard, and he's already woken me up in the middle of the night!

I've been traveling with him a long time now, once every other day for several months now. But this is the first time I actually agreed to sleep in the ship. I sit up grudgingly. What I. The world is he doing in the middle of the night?

I pull my robe on and make my way through the corridor to the control room. "Doctor? Where are we? Why did you wake me up in the middle of the night?" I call, climbing up the stairs towards the console. He's just sitting there, still fully dressed, flipping through a knitting magazine.

"You should have told me that you're a light sleeper. Now I'll have to leave the brakes off." He says, continuing to read the magazine. "Doctor, answer my questions." I'm in no mood to mess with this late at night.

"Just stopped at the Queen's for a minute. She owes me some money. I don't take money, so she said she'd get me something else. I'm waiting on that promise at the moment. Liz should be in here any second." He says, not bothering to look up.

"But Doctor,-" Im cut off by loud booms and the TARDIS door swinging open. A women walks in backwards. She has amazing curly blond hair that I'm instantly jealous of. She also has a huge gun she's pointing out the door and shooting. "Sorry, dear. I don't take kindly when people impersonate the Queen to get to my husband!" She calls out, slamming the door behind her.

I look at the Doctor. He's in some sort of shock. His eyes are full of pain, love, desire, and some other emotion I can't interpret. His mouth opens and closes, but he doesn't get any words out. The woman checks her gun and sets it on the floor. It dematerializes instantly.

She runs up to the console and flicks a few levers, presses a few buttons, and I feel the TARDIS move. I thought only he could do that...

Suddenly, the Doctor stands up and rushes over to the woman. I expect him to demand who she his and what she's doing here, but instead he puts a hand up to her face and strokes it gently with his thumb. I feel a twitch of jealousy that I really wish wasn't there. All of the sudden, I feel like I'm watching an intimate moment.

They just stare at each other for a moment. Then, the Doctor does something I never believed he would do. He slams the woman against the TARDIS wall, snogging her with some pretty amazing skill. They stand like that for a good two minutes. When his hands start to wander under her top, she pushes him away gently. "Going by that and the TARDIS control room, I'd say we're pretty late for you, yes? Now, dear, we can do all that in a minute. Introduce us." She says, motioning between herself and me.

"Brooke, River Song. River, Brooke Sydney." He says, motioning between us. "That's Professor now, sweetie." She shoots him a sideways glance and sticks her hand out to me. I take her hand and shake it. She gives me a slight smile and walks toward the console again. I watch the way she walks this time.

It's a very proud, elegant walk. Powerful, as well. She's like a lioness, just walking around as if she owns the place. You can tell from the way she moves that she is a dominant force, maybe even over the Doctor. This lady is definitely not someone to mess with.

She messes around with the controls. "We're in the vortex." She announces, and shrugs a fluffy jacket off her shoulders. I look over to the Doctor. He's ogling her. Very openly. She slips a pair of blue heels off and hangs them on the rail. I snap my fingers in his face.

He shakes his head, as though to clear it out, and looks at me. "Yes?" "Care to explain?" I ask him, curious. She just waltzed in and took control over the most amazing machine in the universe from the Oncoming Storm, who is now admiring her body. I'd like to know the story.

He shakes his head again. "No. Go back to bed." I'm about to protest, but he gets up and walks over to the woman before I get the chance. He pulls her into a tight hug, and I decide just to leave. Apparently the Doctor and his friend need some privacy.

As I walk back to my room, I contemplate this River Song. I wonder if she's the same woman that owns the heels and lipstick I sometimes find laying around the TARDIS. The same one that owns the other side of the bed in the Doctor's room. I always knew he shared it, but never who with.

I guess I found my answer. Curly hair and a big gun. I have to admit, its not exactly how I pictured the Doctor's lover.