The room was very odd, for many reasons. Firstly, there was a large console in the middle of the room, filled with strange and seemingly unconnected items, all of which seemed completely out of place. Secondly, the room was very large, with a bronze hue on the metal walls and ceiling. Circular lights were placed orderly throughout the walls, flooding the room with a comfortable light. And thirdly, a couple were sprawled out across the metal grated floor, surrounded by papers and pens, discarded sheets of failed attempts. They were, to most 21st century humans, an unconventional couple. The man wore a bow tie and a tweed jacket, the woman bearing the most buoyant hair in the universe. They laughed with each other, completely comfortable in the others presence. They seemed at peace in their tiny pocket of the universe, unaffected by the wonders and hardships that lay outside their door. They each had a piece of paper in front of them, the man's bearing intricate, elaborate circles, the woman's with messier attempts at what the man had drawn. Her scrawl was barely recognisable as that of the mans, yet that did not stop the pride in the man's eyes shining through.
"So, you just put a smaller circle in the top of the bigger circle- Yeah like that- And a line there- Brilliant! - and there you have it!" The man beamed at the woman and kissed her forehead. "River Song in Gallifreyan!"
"It's…well…it's…not as beautiful as yours. No, beautiful does not even begin to describe it! But…oh Doctor, Thank you! But I think this is the one thing I shall never get" The woman, River Song, exclaimed.
The man, the Doctor, smiled sadly at the Gallifreyan on the sheet, lost in thought as tears started to gather silently in his eyes. River, being the observant wife she was, noticed immediately.
"Sweetie," She said in a soft reassuring voice," It's okay to-"
"How is this in any way okay!" He interrupted loudly, "How?" He reiterated, in a softer, defeated voice, the sound of a broken man. His eyes were shining with tears, and a few spilt over, bursting through the crumbling wall the Doctor had so carefully built inside of himself.
"Now, Sweetie, listen to me." River tried again, looking searchingly into her lover's eyes, "I was going to say that it's okay to feel sad about this. It's okay to feel any emotion. Because that shows that you are alive. Not a Cyberman with no emotion, or a Dalek filled with hate and anger. I don't expect you to just get over this, to get over losing your entire species. But I expect you to, once in a while, talk about it. Because you bottle things up, and one day the fragile glass shall shatter. Now, come here" She whispered as she held her broken Time Lord, kissing his hair and tracing circles lightly on his back.
Suddenly, he pulled back, wiping his tears and laughing.
"What?! What is it? Why are you laughing?" River asked hurriedly and extremely confused.
"It's just…Oh River you wonderful woman! You traced your name in Gallifreyan on my back!" The Doctor laughed through his tears.
"I-I did?" she smiled delightedly, clearly she had been underestimating herself.
"Yes, yes you did! Oh River, River, River. So full of surprises! How do you manage to cheer me up?" He smiled at his wife, a look of adoration and childish glee filling his face.
And she looked up at her Time Lord, and whispered,"Spoilers".