43. Good Girl

Ripley’s pov

“Are you both comfortable?” I asked the girls after tucking them in.

“This is the softest bed evew!” River screamed.

I giggled, “I know, but I want you to be calm now or you won’t be able to fall asleep.”

“Today was fun,” Rose said. “Cas is nice.”

“I think so too,” I said, blushing at the thought of what we were going to do once the girls were asleep. But I knew rushing them to fall asleep would have the opposite effect. It always did.

“Can you tell us about Daddy?" River asked. It was something I often did before bringing them to bed, almost like a bedtime story.

“Daddy and I met in school, and we were friends. He made me laugh all the time because he was very silly. Daddy and I both loved TV shows a lot, and we would talk about them all night. And then we were very happy when we found out we were going to have two girls, and Daddy wanted to name you after his favorite show. Doctor Who.”

“What is Doctor Who about?” River asked, and I knew she was stalling.

“You a