The Penny Drops!

Part 13

Kate Stewart was admittedly bewildered by the information she'd recently come by.

UNIT had been keeping an eye on Amy and Rory Pond. They always checked in on the Doctor's current companions- it was really one of the only ways they could get to him in the case of an emergency.

Of course, Kate liked the Ponds. Always had. They were generally nice people. Well, Amy had quite a Scottish temper on her, of course, but they were good people.

So it was a bit surprising when a figure, dressed in head to toe in black (including a ski mask), emerged from their house with two large, intimidating machine guns that Kate was pretty sure hadn't even been invented yet.

The figure had never been seen entering the house; therefore, they had most likely come via TARDIS. Which led to another, even more confusing question: What was the Doctor doing with a soldier? Or, if it wasn't a soldier (though from the analysis of the posture she almost certainly was), with someone who even knew how to operate the guns? He wasn't prone to violence. In fact, the man despised it. It didn't make sense.

So, very logically, when the TARDIS was observed parked outside the house and the same figure emerged with no Doctor to be seen, Kate did what her gut told her to: investigate.

That's what she called it, anyway. The boys insisted on calling it a 'raid'.

She led a small group of four in herself, who all had their weapons drawn in case there was trouble. When they opened the front door, they found an empty living room, dining room, and kitchen. Suspicious.

Okay, it was 9 o'clock, so technically not all that suspicious, but..

They headed up the stairs quietly. First door on the right- bathroom. First door on left- cupboard.

When she put her hand on the second door on the right, ready to turn it, she heard a faint noise- a little grunt. Looking over her shoulder once more to make sure their weapons were still raised, Kate opened the door.

She finds a woman with curly blond hair lying facedown on a bed, a towel covering her from the waist down, and- the most surprising thing- the Doctor sitting beside her, hands kneading her back.

When he heard the door open he squeaked, eyes widening and him scrambling to pull the duvet up- he managed to get the duvet up, but not before getting thoroughly tangled in the sheets, thrashing around, and then proceeding to fall and land on the floor with a very dignified "oomph!".

The woman stirred, mumbling something about 'honestly, sweetie, I don't want lotion', and the Doctor's flushed face looking up at her from the floor somehow turns an even brighter shade of red.

"Kate! What-what are you doing here?" He asked, blushing scarlet as he scrambled up from the floor.

She assessed the situation-the woman, who had tensed up and looked ready to pounce, the Doctor, looking like a naughty schoolboy who'd been caught nicking candy- and formed another plan. One that involved tea.

"Boys," She glanced over her shoulder, "Abort. Back to base."

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Amy and Rory were not pleased at being 'investigated' yet again. Okay, mainly Amy.

"Honestly, next time, a call would do!" Amy huffed as she plopped sugar into a tea cup. "Maybe something like, 'Amy, do you happen to have an assassin in your house that we should be worried about?' or 'Amy, should we come raid your house, or is it just your daughter visiting?'"

Kate couldn't help feeling slightly guilty. "If I'd have known, I assure you-"

Rory shook his head. "It's understandable, sort of. But next time, please do give us a call first."