Chapter 3

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Authors note: Okay, I am really, really sorry for both the long awaited update, and also for the quality of the chapter. It is kinda crappy, but I have been going through some stuff that has stopped me from updating, and plus having no working laptop that works kinda sucks too. Anyway, sorry for everything, but I am going to try update as soon as I can after this chapter.

"Sweetie?" River shouted as she finshed wiping Daytons bottom, continuing to put a clean nappy on.

"Momma?" Dayton said, confused.

"Not you honey. I need your Daddy," she said as she put his overalls back on over his 'I love my Mum' t-shirt.

"Yeah, River," the Doctor said as he entered the nursery.

"Can you look after Dayton on your own today, I have to talk to Mum about some stuff."

"Sure," the Doctor said as he walked over to the changing table. "Do you want some time with Daddy?" the Doctor cooed as he picked Dayton up.

Dayton giggled and clapped his hands, "Fez, fez, fez," he chanted.

"Seriously? You got him to like fezzes?" she said as she lent against the wall. "My boys and their hats," she scoffed.

"River, wearing a fez means you're cool," the Doctor said before running out of the nursery with Dayton on his shoulders.

River shook her head and followed her child-like husband into the control room with a smile on her face.

"... And these are the blue boringers. You're Momma stops them from making the noise, but we like the noise don't we?" the Doctor asked Dayton who was still sat on his shoulders.

Dayton clapped his hands and made happy gurgling sounds, "Noise," he said happily.

"You taking me to Mums sweetie?" River asked, making her presence known.

"Sure, wife," the Doctor smiled as he took Dayton down from his shoulders.

"Do you want me to take him?" she offered.

"Nope, I'm going to teach him how to fly."

"He is only 18 months old, he barely remembers what he ate yesterday," River argued.

"Fish custard," Dayton said proudly.

"You didn't have fish fingers and custard yesterday sweetie," River said with a sigh.

"Actually," the Doctor began, "Whilst you were in the bath last night, might have given him some."

"Why am I not surprised?" River sighed as she turned round and headed for her study. "Anyway, take me to Mums," she demanded playfully.

~~~

"I'm coming," Amy shouted with a mouth full of her favorite chocolate.

"Who is it Mummy?" Harry asked as he stood in the doorway behind Amy.

"One minute, honey," Amy said before opening the front door.

Amy hadn't had a chance to see who her visitor was before he son shouted "Melody," as he ran over to give his sister a hug.

"Harry," River said happily as she knelt down to accept a hug from her younger brother.

"What brings you here Mel?" Amy asked.

River stood back up and held out a folder with the words 'Wedding Planning' written on the front. "I need your help. You know how to plan a wedding, right? River asked hopefully.

"Come in first Mel," Amy said, gesturing towards the living room where Harry had run off to carry on playing with his mountain of toys.

~~~

The Doctor sat in front of Dayton in the TARDIS control room as Dayton played with the new TARDIS toy the Doctor had just made him.

"What's it called?" the Doctor asked.

"Tardy," Dayton replied with a smile.

You could see the teeth that had started to come through, and the few that were already there. He was developing faster than the Doctor and River thought.

"No, TARDIS," the Doctor said correcting him.

"Tardy, tardy, tardy," Dayton chanted as he threw the toy at the Doctors head.

"Owch," the Doctor winced as he rubbed the side of his head. 'You are really your Mothers son' he thought to himself.

~~~

"Are you sure these are all the people you want to invite?" Amy asked.

"Yes," River replied. "You, Dad, the kids, the Doctor and Dayton, the only people I need in my life," she added as she made little scribbles on the paper in front of her.

"Guess that's the guest list sorted then," Amy smiled before drinking some more of her favorite wine.

"Two things down, and about a million and one things to go eh?" River said as she made yet more scribbles on her piece of paper.

"Well, the dress, cake and guests are the three most important things at a wedding," Amy laughed.

"Hang on a minute," River said, panicked she looked through the mountain of paper in front of her, "When did we decide on the cake?"

"Since I decided I was going to make the damn thing," Amy retorted.

"You can't even make beans on toast without burning something," River joked.

"You're not too old for a slap, young lady," Amy said sternly, but with a grin plastered across her face.

"Better shut up then," River said, acting scared.

"What else do we need?" Amy asked.

"Well I was thinking about asking Brooklyn to be bridesmaid. Where is she anyway?" River replied, tapping her pen on the table.

"She slept over at a friends house," Amy said, taking a sip of her wine, "I was half expecting a call at two in the morning."

"It's understandable, she is only 4, Mum," River said. "Anyway, Brooklyn? Bridesmaid?"

"I wanna be bridesmaid," Harry shouted, making River and Amy jump.

"Sweetie, being a bridesmaid is a girly job. You have to wear a dress," Amy explained to her son, who was still adamant that he wanted to be a bridesmaid.

"But.." River began, she tapped her knee as a gesture for Harry to sit on it, "You can have an important job, you have to be a really good boy though?" River said, emphasizing on the word 'really'.

Harry nodded his head excitedly. "Yeah, what is it?"

"Well, on the day, you will have to look after the rings for me and the Doctor," River explained.

"Yeah!" Harry said, excited, even though the wedding was months away. He started bouncing up and down on Rivers knee, excited that he had something to be at his big sisters wedding.

Amy sat in her chair, happy. She had a happy, four year old son, ready to start school any day now, and two beautiful daughters. One grown up, with a family of her own, getting ready to marry the love of her life for the second time. And he other daughter, well she was growing up fast, just like her twin brother.

What more could someone ask for?

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