The Archeologist and the Conman

by BadWolfGirl01

This is a companion piece to "She Who Dreams" set in my "Of Dreamers and Doctors" series. A bunch of short one-shots and longer chapters exploring River Song and Jack Harkness's relationship. Starts after the end of Children of Earth. Please Review! Rated T because it's River and Jack. And as for who the OC's are... you'll find out when you get there! ON TEMPORARY HIATUS!

1. Curls

A/N: This is the first chapter to a companion piece to my story "She Who Dreams". This fic, "The Archeologist and the Conman", will follow Jack and River's relationship, from when Jack first meets her, to when they get married, through their travels across the universe and finally, how he saves her from the Library so that they don't have to meet in the opposite order any longer.

Disclaimer: I don't own Jack or River, but most of this stuff is plottiness from my own brain.

Curls

"Captain Jack Harkness. Nice to meet you," Jack said with his most charming grin. The woman with the wild, curly blonde hair was really quite attractive, and she would provide an excellent distraction from his grief over Ianto's death. It had only been a couple months since the 456 incident, and Jack had spent most of that time fixing his Vortex manipulator and frequenting intergalactic bars.

"Hello, Sweetie," the woman said. There was a sad smile on her face. "You don't know me, do you?"

Jack frowned. "Can't say I do," he started, "but that doesn't mean that I wouldn't like to, Curls," he finished with a suggestive wink.

"God, you never change," the woman said, laughing. "Professor River Song," she stated, extending a hand. The sorrow didn't leave her eyes, however. "Now I know why you always called me Curls," she murmured softly.

"What?" Jack exclaimed. A thought occurred to him and he frowned. "Are—you're not from my future, are you?" he asked tentatively. River smiled sadly at him.

"I've known this day would come. The day that you know nothing about me," River said. "However, I don't really want to think about it right now. Care to dance?" she asked, stressing the last word significantly. Jack smiled.

"I believe I would, Curls," he said decisively. He flashed her a blinding smile and stepped out onto the dance floor, thinking that perhaps his future had just gotten a bit brighter.

Decided might need a bit more explanation, so hear me out. Most of this is going to be a series of one-shots of sorts, chronicling the two time-travellers' relationship. So yes, most of them will be short, and most of the author's notes (I talk a lot) will be around the same length. Sorry. Also, even though I shouldn't be posting this until after CoE, I just had to. My brain is focused on this right now.