I got this idea last night while laying in bed, and I thought it was brilliant, so I decided to begin the story. Another timebaby fic, I know, but I just love the concept. I hope you enjoy!
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"River! What did I tell you about staying in the Tardis!" bellowed the Doctor as he and his wife bolted down a long, dark hallway with a horde of Slitheen on their heels. At this scolding River threw back her head and laughed making her golden curls bounce merrily as they danced in the wind rushing past her and the Doctor.
"And miss out on all the fun? Never!" she shouted back as she spun around and pointed her blaster at the Slitheen. They skidded to a halt in surprise and were only able to let out squeaks of surprise as Doctor River Song shot them all quite dead. She smiled impishly as she holstered her gun and turned to the Doctor who was looking at her very disapprovingly.
"When are you going to stop? You are five months pregnant!" declared the Doctor gesturing melodramatically to River's belly bulging under her green dress. She looked down and placed a hand lovingly on top of the bump.
"But the baby loves it when we run," replied River as she looked at the Doctor persuasively. She looked down again and began drawing little circles over the top of her stomach. "But I suppose—if you won't want us…."
"Oh, you hush!" he ordered as he stepped forward, rolling his eyes at her. "You just need to be careful. You've got my baby in there, you know." He placed his hand over River's and looked into her eyes.
"I know," she murmured as she smiled sweetly at him. They stood that way for a moment, just looking happily at each other.
"Oh my gosh! Did you feel that! The baby kicked! It kicked!" The Doctor jumped back in surprise as he stared at River's belly. He looked from her to her belly and back with the most incredulous look on his face. River couldn't help but laugh at him.
"Yes, babies in the womb tend to do that, Sweetie. Want to feel it again?" River questioned, but the Doctor didn't hear her. His expression scrunched into his thinking face, and he was looking around suspiciously. The smile fell from River's face, and her hand immediately moved to rest on the hilt of her blaster.
"What is it?" she inquired in a low tone.
"Something crashed nearby," he replied as he took a few steps forward and sniffed the air. He took a few more steps and took another whiff before pulling out his sonic and scanning the air in front of him.
"What crashed? Is it an enemy?" River knew just the right questions to ask, but the Doctor didn't bother to answer. Instead, he was staring dumbfounded at his sonic screwdriver.
"It can't be!" Before River could intervene and demand to know what was going on a pair of red and blue 3D glasses came out of the Doctor's pocket and were placed on his face. River crossed her arms and rolled her eyes.
"What in the name of sanity are those?" she asked. Again the Doctor didn't answer. Instead he kept moving forward and through a door, right into a dense forest.
"Shine your torch this way, will you, River?" he asked as he turned to gesture for her to follow.
"If you'll tell me what's going on," was her sassy answer.
"There's rift energy here. The glasses help me to see it. It seems something fell through a rift and crash-landed here, but what? I closed all the rifts, River. There is no way," the Doctor began to talk less to River and more to himself as they crept cautiously through the dense undergrowth.
"This is near the rift they built Torchwood to get to, so perhaps it opened again?" suggested River, interrupting his mumblings.
"I guess that could be….but I don't know how." Suddenly the Doctor straightened up and threw out his arms to prevent River from moving forward anymore. She looked at him in confusion, but his look of disbelief gave her no answers. She followed his line of sight until she found what he was looking at and her mouth fell open too.
There in the underbrush was something big and blue. It was the bluest blue, but it was lying up against a fallen tree and there were chips, scratches, and cracks all over it. The doors were singed and the windows shattered. At the sight of the poor thing River felt her heart ache, but even the sight of this crashed Tardis did not prepare either of them for what would come out of it.
At the sound of approaching footsteps a head poked out of the dark depths of the Tardis and the Doctor immediately recognized the soft golden locks that framed the pretty face he could never forget. But something was wrong, her eyes were full of fear and the look on her face was not one of recognition and happiness. It was all shock and terror. Covering her neck and arms were small black tick marks that made both the Doctor and River shudder.
"Rose?"