A Very Good DayHe wasn't getting any younger, and his companions were ganging up on him.A Very Good Day in Sci-Fi More Like This
"This is never going to work!" Rory whispered.
"It will if you'll quit dawdling. Come on, River is keeping him distracted." Amy crept silently past the lower door to the console room, hunched over and tiptoeing like the burglar in some old comic strip.
He looked up to the console. Yes, River was keeping him distracted. She was kissing him, quite enthusiastically. And if the location of his hands were any indication, he was enjoying it.
He squashed down his fatherly instincts, knowing neither of the older people above him would care what he thought, and not willing to be the recipient of further superior smirks. He followed Amy down the lower level corridor.
They ducked into the downstairs common room, a sort of generic tea room where there was a food machine, a more conventional college fridge, and a hotplate for making tea. The room was hung with streamers and bunting, helium balloons floated at the ceili
CaughtWhy does Dad always catch you when you're having a good snog? River and the Doctor get caught by the most unexpected person.Caught in Sci-Fi More Like This
River had him pressed up securely to the Tardis corridor wall. His hands tangled in her hair, her hands framed his face as they kissed with a slow luscious thoroughness.
A throat cleared behind them.
River spun around, hair flying, hand going to her gun.
There was a tall, curly haired man standing in the corridor. He had his hands in his pockets, a surprised look on his face, and an impossibly long scarf draping down to the floor.
"What are you doing here?" the Doctor asked behind her.
"I think the relative continuum stabilizers have slipped again," the man said. He stood there as if he owned the place.
"What exactly do you think you're doing?" the man asked the Doctor in a disapproving tone, looking pointedly from the Doctor to River and back.
The Doctor gripped her hips, pulling her possessively back against him, she couldn't help but smile
Sleeping (River/Doctor)He was so tired. Even Time Lords can't go on forever. And there was River, in his bed.Sleeping (River/Doctor) in Flash Fiction & Vignettes More Like This
The Doctor plodded down the Tardis corridor. He was so tired.
He didn't usually get tired. Not like this. But even Time Lords can't go on forever. His eyes blinked and his feet dragged. He was too exhausted even to yawn.
He pushed open his bedroom door and stopped in the doorway. River was curled up in his bed, asleep.
He didn't know how she got in. Maybe she waited until he left and stowed away. Or maybe she'd found some way to materialize inside with her vortex manipulator, although that should have been impossible.
Right at the moment he didn't care. Every once in a while she'd just show up, asleep in his bed.
He pulled his bow tie loose with one heavy hand. He tossed his jacket off carelessly and unwound his arms from his braces. He unbuttoned his shirt and pulled it loose and kicked off his shoes. He didn't bother with the rest.
He stumbled toward the bed, his eyesight waverin
First DateWhen did the Doctor first meet River after he left her to start her new life in the 51st Century?First Date in Sci-Fi More Like This
She didn’t notice him at first, which was odd considering her history.
He was sitting at the back of the lecture hall as the professor droned on about stelae in pre-Columbian architecture. He was doodling on a piece of paper, glancing at her out of the corner of his eyes every so often.
He wasn’t dressed as she had come to expect, maybe that’s why she hadn’t noticed him, there was no tweed, instead he was wearing a long green coat, and a cowboy hat. It didn’t stand out as much as it otherwise would have, since the college was doing a historical festival this week. And no one loved a historical theme as much as archeology students.
The professor drew his lecture to a close and assigned reading materials. The students logged in the assignments and started the general rush to gather their stuff and head off to the next class.
River waved off some friends,
HopscotchJust another day in the life of the Doctor and River Song. Aliens, abandoned spaceships, vortex manipulators, and bowties. Somebody's in trouble...Hopscotch in Sci-Fi More Like This
They ran down the white hallway side by side, floppy hair and curly hair, sonic blaster and sonic screwdriver. "Whoop!" the Doctor skidded to a halt and backtracked.
"Sweetie, now's not the time!" River said, sounding slightly out of breath. He waved a hand at her and yanked open an almost invisible maintenance hatch that blended seamlessly into the white corridor wall.
He hunkered down behind the hatch, pulling the control panel off the electronics inside. "Just keep them off me for a few seconds," he said, clamping his sonic screwdriver in his mouth and starting to cross connect the wires.
"Do my best, Sweetie." River fired at the Alorean that dashed out beyond the far cross corridor. He ducked back with a yelp.
Aloreans were a tall, lithe race, humanoid, with skin so black it shone with purple highlights. Their eyes were ta
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River took aim, wavered, her eyes rolled up and she passed out, falling over backward.
"River!" Rory just managed to catch her. He held her up, his hand went to her neck. "She's burning up!"
The aliens didn't stop firing at them, but with River no longer giving them covering fire, the bad guys were getting bold, advancing out from behind the barrels and bales that littered the smuggler's ship cluttered hallways.
They all ducked back behind the gold statue of "Freedom" which they had traced to this ship from the planet Kantaro, where it had been stolen. The smugglers were unwilling to risk melting the precious metal, which was the only thing keeping them safe at the moment.
"River?" Amy patted her cheeks with concern, giving her a harder smack when she didn't respond. Rory frowned at her, she frowned back. River wouldn't want to be unconscious if there was any alternative.
"Quick!" the Doctor said
Baby NamesWhat would the Doctor and River name their child?Baby Names in Sci-Fi More Like This
“Oh my god, River. We made a person!”
The Doctor stared up from the medical scanner screen in the Tardis sickbay, his eyes wide with awe. He stared back down at the small cluster of pink cells showing on the screen.
River, sitting on the diagnostic bed, grinned at him flirtily. “Not quite, Sweetie. She’s only four cells so far.”
“She? You know it’s a she?” he asked excitedly, his eyes so huge and gleaming he looked ready to burst with excitement.
“No, but I’ve got to use some pronoun.” She cocked her head at him. “Are you pleased?”
“Pleased? Pleased!” He whooped and scooped her up in a whirling dance, arms and legs going everywhere, bouncing her around until her hair bobbed and she started laughing.
“A baby, River! We’re going to have a baby! What will we name her?” He stopped dancing suddenly, h
Friends in NeedThe Doctor's desperate, so who would he turn to, but his oldest friend. Sarah Jane Smith.Friends in Need in Sci-Fi More Like This
There was a frantic pounding on the front door. Sarah turned to her supercomputer in the attic.
The computer whirred and dinged. "Scans indicate it is the Doctor."
Sarah's eyes grew wide, she hastily shut down the computer and ran down the stairs. The pounding never stopped, quick and frantic.
She threw open the front door to see the latest Doctor standing there, floppy hair, bow tie, and a desperate look on his young face.
"Sarah! I need your help!"
"Anything. What do you need?"
"How do you make French toast?"
She didn't ask. Didn't hesitate. "You use eggs, milk, butter and bread. Wisk the eggs and milk together, add a sprinkle of salt and pepper, heat the butter in a skillet, dip the bread in the eggs and fry it in the butter."
He nodded, point for point. "Can you show me?" He wrung his hands frantically. "I already destroyed the Tardis kitchen twice, too much sulfur in the
Never Boring - (River/Doctor)Even the most hectic life has its quiet moments...Never Boring - (River/Doctor) in Sci-Fi More Like This
It was quiet.
It was just the two of them. There was no one around. Just them, a grassy hillside, a checkered blanket, a beautiful sunrise, soft morning air, and birdsong.
River lay back on the blanket and sighed, the morning sunlight washing over her.
The Doctor turned his head to look at her, and smiled. Her eyes were closed, her athletic body relaxed, the sun glinted golden in her curls. She looked perfectly satisfied.
"Better than Stormcage?" he asked.
She smiled and turned to look at him. His hair was mussed and sticking out all over - ruffling in the gentle breeze. Her eyes drifted down over his long form, his legs crossed at the ankle, hands threaded comfortably on his stomach.
"Mmm..." she hummed her agreement, eyes sliding back up, simply enjoying looking at him.
He smiled and turned on his side, propping himself up on one arm. He plucked a pie
Lullaby“Lullaby, and good night,” River’s soft, throaty voice crooned.Lullaby in Sci-Fi More Like This
“Go to sleep, sexy husband.” The Doctor grinned, eyes closed, head lying in her lap.
“Lullaby, and good night,”
“Go to sleep my gentle one,” she brushed her fingers through his hair, and he snuggled his cheek against her thigh.
“Close your eyes, deeply sighs,
And the moonlight will keep you,
Gentle mists, softly kissed,
She bent down and kissed his head.
He murmured and rubbed his cheek against her thigh.