River adjusted his red satin bow tie and gently brushed the grime from his face.
"Now wasn't that fun?" She whispered breathlessly.
"Stop….stop it….really, I'm capable of my own grooming," he murmured, slightly disgruntled with an air of humor in his voice. He reached for her hands, pulling them away from his face, and studied the dark charred marks left from her disintegrator gun. He looked into her eyes and gave her a judgmental look; she stared back defiantly.
"Now come, love, you know if I hadn't shot at them they'd have never left us go. I did us a favor."
He rolled his eyes, obviously irritated. "You know how I feel about weapons! You told me you hadn't brought anything."
She flashed him a coy smile and whispered "I lied. You're lucky I didn't bring any of the good toys." She turned quickly and walked towards the door of the TARDIS, pulling out her blue journal and scanning the pages as she walked. "Now love, be good until I see you next. Try not to get yourself killed, and do try and find yourself a little friend…" she paused mid-step as she found the page she was looking for. She skimmed the writing, then slowly closed the book. She turned around and put on a slightly forced smile and walked back to him, wrapping her arms around him and placing her head on his chest.
"What? Why did you get all…sad-ish? What did I do?" he asked as he pulled her in for a hug.
She tried to mask a tear as she pulled back, looked into his eyes and whispered, "Spoilers." She widened her smile, then pulled back and walked back towards the door of the TARDIS, turning the dials of her vortex manipulator as she did so. "Oy," she called in a slightly broken voice, "I love you."
He slid his hands into his pockets and gave her a little quizzical smile, "I love you too." She smiled and finished pushing her buttons. "Just, just don't kill anything," he called as she vanished.
He sighed, once again alone in the TARDIS. He walked around the controls, gently stroking bits and pieces of her. "Hello, Sexy." He let out a half laugh and whispered, "what am I going to do with her?"
Suddenly, the TARDIS jerked, nearly sending him flying into the surrounding safety rails. "Oy, no need to get jealous!" He pulled himself over to the control panel and looked around at the madly whizzing dials and flashing lights. "What are you doing? Where are you taking us?" He pulled the screen down and stared at it intently, and his face went white as he realized the destination. "Oh no, no no NO! We can NOT go there! Holes in time and space, did you miss that bit when we left?" He began running around flipping switches trying desperately to reverse course; the TARDIS jerked again, and sent him flying into the door, his suspender catching on the lock. "You can't do this, this is a bad idea, very bad, BAD idea!" he shouted as he tried to come unattached from the door. He unsnapped the caught suspender, and tried to run back to the panels; the TARDIS jerked one more time, sending him flying backwards and through the open door.
He tumbled out, and landed on his back, staring up at the blue sky. He could hear the ocean to his right, and feel the sand scratching the back of his neck and getting tangled in his hair. He sat up, and stared at the TARDIS sitting before him. "You've been a very bad, bad girl." He jumped up and made for the door, which slammed shut in his face. He pulled out his key and tried to unlock it, but the key wouldn't budge. He watched helplessly as the TARDIS slowly began to dematerialize. "YOU CAN'T DO THIS!" he struggled and pulled on the door, until he realized there was nothing he could do but watch the blue box as she disappeared. He stared blankly ahead for a moment, trying to comprehend the situation. He slowly turned in a circle, taking in the beach, the ocean and the cliffs, the scattered wispy clouds in the sky, the taste of salt on the air. The feeling of Earth but the unfamiliar atmosphere of the place, the coldness and pain of the last time he stood here. The feeling of abandonment shared between two souls.
BadWolfBay.