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It started, as normal. For me that is. When I started my class. When I saw him, in the crowd. What bothered me, was... He in my classes. No she enjoyed when he stopped by. The foreplay.
He was frantic, impatient actually. Not in our usual routine. Like he was ready to implode. River knew that feeling on him. She had to cut him off. Before he got himself started. In whatever explosion this would be.
"Guess. I'm feeling charitable today. Class dismissed then. I expect you all ready for the next one."
(In her Office)
Archaeologist Professor River Song. It read facing him.
"Your not even drinking your tea." She teased. The Doctor not taking the bait, or sip. "No ice breakers, then. What has you so frazzled today!" Sitting down in her chair. Going to grab her diary.
"This." Looking up, she saw....
"It's like our diaries. Just smaller."
"Kerblam blamed it to me. Thought it was my fez."
'Still hoping for them to figure out. One I can't shoot?" Smirking.
"Yes I don't like you always shooting them..." He exaggerated. "Not the point... yet. It's a book. Just like.'
"Like the one from New York. " That Amy wrote ,of the events that taken them from the doctor. "Ah, that makes sense.'
"Your sure? It does not look the same? Did you open it. Read anything?" Going to open it.
"No! We both get the power of a book. Could have!" Sighing. " Scanned it, comparing it to the original. Almost a 100% match."
"That wouldn't guarantee. We both know you would have. If you did. So did you?" River pressed.
A sheepish look gave it away. "I may have taken a tiny peek, before I dropped it again. It wasn't anything big. It was a time, where I went into there bedroom again."
"kinky. Didn't know you go for that."
"River. This is serious I thought.." Flustered.
"I'd be the best person to go to. Your wife, specialized in ponds & time travel." River finished. Looking into her husband's eyes.
"I travel into events that already had happened. Need to happen, before. Specifically." Getting up.
"Take Lake Silencio. For example, I hesitated to kill you. Creating two versions of events, on a fixed point. If I never killed you, Doctor. All of time would of collided together, until it imploded. It's a very tricky business. That I don't think you are well versed in that. You taught me that."
He looks at me skeptically. Like he knows this. Sighing fondly. Or thinks he does, as much as he leaves the breaks on.
"Doctor. The ponds, our family, have died. Been dead. Having lived a beautiful normal life after. They're fine. Time can not be rewritten. As you once said. You'll think you can swoop in, and find some way to get some magic instant win. And how it pains, me as much to say it. You know why you really came to your wife. So I'm begging you you do this. As their daughter, your wife. Please remember that. New York is saturated with time energy, For miles. Just waiting ,for something to blow it." Grabbing his hands.
The doctor is conflicted. Something's different. River does not know. Mixed in their, the oncoming storm. She hopes it is the right thing. And it is the hardest thing to do. To ask of him.
She knows that's why he came. To need to know this, and what the consequences could be. At least he does. Sometime, understand what it will be. And realize it.
With a kiss on her head. And a "I gotcha." He finally left, and with it. River hopes he does not get himself , and the cosmos burned in the process.