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Settling into a new home after life in the TARDIS was, Amy imagined, fairly hard for anyone who had ever traveled in the little blue box. Already she missed the space that the TARDIS offered, the amenities that always seemed to be right there when needed, the reliable people constantly in and out.

But she and Rory needed space, especially as a couple soon-to-be-wed, and while Amy was quite fond of the influence and diversity the Doctor and other companions brought to Molly’s life, a TARDIS, with all its halls and swimming pools, was not going to be the best of places when Molly began crawling. A smaller space would be better for the small family, at least for a little while.

It didn’t mean Amy was finished with her box just yet, though. Topsy-turvy as it was, she still returned to see just what of their leftover belongings she could find to bring to the new house. Today was one such trip. It wasn’t hard to find a babysitter for Molly, and her day had opened up just enough to allow a quick trip up to the TARDIS to check on things. With a few bags in hand--just in case something good had turned up since her last visit--Amy headed through the halls of Stacy toward the Hangar.

Time for some shopping.


[[ OoC: Feel free to encounter her anywhere between the City and the TARDIS. Just specify the place and maybe the time (catching her headed there or on the way back). ]]

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There were other reasons, Amy knew. They needed their space as a family, and the Doctor needed his own space to figure out the issues surrounding the mishaps of late. While normally Amy would be right there with him in putting the pieces together, care for Molly came first, and she really couldn't have the baby crawling around a place that might rearrange or delete rooms at any second.

Amy waved an empty bag proudly as River approached. "Almost done, we think," she replied, smiling wide. "There will be more tries, though. Still missing a few things that've probably fallen off into some hidden lake by now. It's either that, or we'll find them in the library some day, if we're lucky."

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River shakes her head, oh the TARDIS had so many nooks and crannies to hide stuff in. "That or the bog that's in one of the closets. I do wish the Doctor would do a little maintenance on the Old Girl sometime. When he's not fumbling about with other things. I suppose I could give it a whirl, but you know how pouty he gets when I mess with his TARDIS."

She chuckles, recalling the look on the Doctor's face when she'd piloted the TARDIS right infront of him. That had been fun. "How's Molly doing?" She decides that's a safe enough subject. Molly, the little girl who was living the childhood that River hadn't had.

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"Probably best that you stay out of it," Amy laughs in agreement. It's probably best that they all stay out of the way right now. The Doctor needs his time with his ship, and Amy isn't about to argue that at all. "He does get so puppy-dog-pathetic about it..."

It's adorable, really. Maybe not as good as Rory, but close. Very close.

"Molly's good." Perfect, shining example of a two-month-old, complete with spit up. "She's quieting down at night, finally, so sleep is getting easier for all of us."