My Mad Man With A Box (Doctor Who Fanfiction)

Chapter Sixteen

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Violet’s POV. . .

The Doctor and I arrived at mum and dad’s house at around 6 o’clock that night. I was in pretty rough state. I had was exhausted and I probably looked like crap. But I still was holding the Doctor’s hand as he led me back to the house.

I looked up smiling at him. His face was twisted in thought, so I returned my eyes to our hands. I couldn’t hear anything that him and River had talked about, but by the look on his face I could tell that he didn’t want to talk about it.

Mum came running out when she saw me. She ran up hugging me tight. I smiled hugging her back. “You’re ok?” she asked. “Yeah mum, I’m fine,” I replied, looking at her. “Thank you Doctor,” she said, hugging him tightly. The Doctor smiled a little, hugging her. “Any time Amelia.”

I looked at him, my face twisting in concern. Something was wrong with him. His eyes fell to me, and he smiled lightly, trying to make me feel better but it didn’t work. I could tell something was wrong.

“Come on guys, it’s dinner time,” mum said, walking back to the house. “What’s wrong Doctor?” I asked, as soon as mum was far enough away. “It’s nothing, Vi,” he said, grabbing my hand as he started to walk. “Doctor?” I asked, stopping. “Yes?” he asked, turning back to me. “Please tell me. You’re upset, I can tell. I want to know what’s going through your mind. I want to help,” I said.

This time the Doctor truly smiled at me, and his smile spread. It made me smile. “Thank you Violet. I’ve just been thinking of what River and I talked about. It’s ok, I’m fine I promise,” he said, squeezing my hand gently. I smiled squeezing his hand too.

This time we did make it back to the house. Dad was waiting to hug me when I got back. I smiled at him, hugging him. But there was no sign of Lily. “Where’s Lily?” I asked, looking around. “She’s upstairs,” mum said. “Why isn’t she down here?” I asked, looking around at all the photos that hung on the wall. “She didn’t want to come down,” dad said, after a moment of silence.

I sighed. When did my sister start hating me. I frowned, looking at the ground. The Doctor could tell I was upset and started to rub my back. I looked up smiling at him.

After dinner, mum took me up to their bedroom and opened the closet door. “I know we didn’t get a chance to go shopping for a dress but I thought instead, that you would like to wear this old thing tomorrow,” she said, pulling out her wedding dress. “Mum, it’s beautiful. Are you sure you want me to wear it?” I asked. It was still in perfect condition. It looked just like when it did when the Doctor and I went back in time to my parent’s wedding. “Well, if you really wanted to you could wear that pink dress you were to my wedding,” she said, laughing. “You remember that?” I asked. “Of course I remember! You made a beautiful toast,” she smiled. I smiled, touching the dress. “Thank you very much,” I said, hugging her.

“You and the Doctor can stay in your old room,” she said, hanging the dress back up in her closet. I led the Doctor to my old room and opened it up to see that it left the way that I had it. The Doctor walked in and smiled. “It’s exactly the way that it was!” he exclaimed, jumping on my bed. I smiled, as he reached his hand out to me. I took it and he pulled me up on the bed, I laughed as I started to jump with him.

He then put his arm around my waist and wrestled me down to bed. He laid on top of me, his face inches away from mine. I felt his warm breath gaze my cheeks. My hearts began to beat at a rapid pace as we stared into each others eyes.

I pressed my face up, kissing him with passion. He kissed back, placing his hand on the back of my head. My fingers tangled in his black hair. We continued to kiss until breath escaped us. We broke apart breathing heavily, but the Doctor started to kiss my jaw line, all the way down to my neck. When he kissed a spot on my neck a moan escaped me.

I could feel him smile against my neck. I smiled, starting to pull his tweed jacket off of him. “Ah, ah, ah, little Pond,” he chuckled, raising himself onto his arms. I lifted myself up kissing the Doctor’s neck. The Doctor let out a soft moan. “Vi-Violet,” he said, sitting up.

I stared at him, my eyes begging to continue. The Doctor chuckled, “Not now Violet,” he whispered in my ear. I smiled, kissing his cheek. “We should sleep. We have a big day tomorrow,” he said, kissing my forehead. The Doctor then took me in his arms. I laid my head on his chest, just as I had the first night we met.

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