Amy headed back to the control room. Where was that daughter of hers? She hadn't gotten a chance to talk to her all day, with the running and shooting and blowing things up.

She bumped into the Doctor on the way there, who promptly dropped all the towels he was carrying. "Sorry." She helped him pick them up, and then deposited them back in his arms. "Have you seen Melody? I wanted to talk to her."

"Yeah. She went to take a bath."

Amy nodded. So that's where she was. "Ok. Tell her that I want to talk to her, ok? I'll be in me and Rory's room."

"Ok."

"And tell her to hurry up, too. I want to go to sleep."

"Ok."

She eyed him. He was bouncing on his toes, looking ready to run.  "Where are you going?"

He shrugged. "I need to take a bath." He told her, and started to continue walking away, but she grabbed his shoulder.

"Woah there, mister. I know you two are married in the future, but you aren't there yet. You can't take a bath with my daughter!"

His brows furrowed. "Why not?"

"Because you have to be married to do that!"

"Says who?"

"Says me and my centurion husband with a sword!"

He gulped but shook his head anyway. "What's wrong with it? Seriously Pond, not a big deal."

She turned a glare on him, one he recognized well, as he saw it on her and her daughter multiple times. "Well, time is relative, so we are married."

Her gaze didn't waver.

He sighed and started a brisk walk to their room.

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River walked into her parent's room quietly, sitting down comfortably beside Amy on their bed. "Mum, you wanted to talk to me."

The red-head nodded.

"I don't need a girl-talk, ok? I got that from my foster mother. Or the other talk."

Amy shook her head quickly. "No, it's not that. Well, it's sort of that. Listen, River, I know that you're from the 51st century, but the Doctor isn't married to you yet, and we haven't done all that stuff yet, so I'd rather you two not-" She made a gesture- "do that until  you are. Or he is. Or we know. Whatever. You understand."

River gave her a strange look. "Sure, Amy. What brought this up?"

Amy raised an eyebrow. "The Doctor told me he was joining you for a bath."

River laughed at that, a low chortle that had Amy confused. "Don't think you aren't in trouble, young lady!" She said, raising a finger, but unable to keep a straight face.

Her daughter shook her head, wiping tears from her eyes. "No, mum. It wasn't a bath! It was-" She stopped a moment, getting herself together- "Oh, that explains why he acted like that! Good grief, he wouldn't even come to my side of the tub!"

"What do you mean it wasn't a bath?"

River laughed again and showed her mum her feet. "It was the spa. We were in the hot tub."

Amy's face turned red. "Seriously?" River nodded.

"The TARDIS has a spa?! And he never told me?!"