I can't believe it…this is my first fanfiction in years! I haven't been writing because college seems to have sucked the creativity out of me but I got inspired to write the story the other night. It has potential to be the first multi-chapter fic I actually finish! Yay! So here is chapter one! NOTE: THERE IS SPOILERS FOR "A GOOD MAN GOES TO WAR" IN THIS STORY! IF YOU DO NOT KNOW WHO RIVER SONG ACTUALLY IS DO NOT READ!

ALSO: I do not own Doctor Who. (though I should get this out of the way now)

On the pavement of a landing pad sits the remains of a space shuttle. A small, one-seater shuttle that has taken its occupant across the universe to save planets, rescue civilizations, defeat creatures and generally allowed for a whole lot of running to happen. It wasn't new to begin with and two years of constant travel had taken its toll.

Its pilot, a young woman with golden hair, stares at it with sadness in her hearts. Over the years she had grown fond of her little ship but she had known for some time that it wasn't going to last forever. The minor repairs she had made herself never lasted long. That's why she had made her way here to the trading post of Cerilius; to hopefully find a new ship. Good thing she had. The engine had given out over the planet forcing her crash landing. She had no injuries but the shuttle was a different story. It would never fly again. With one final look to her beloved shuttle as a means of goodbye, the young woman made her way to the space yard exit.

As she approached the gate, a being with very insect like features poked his head out of the gatehouse. "Hey Missy!" He yelled at her. "You can't park your ship without paying."

She stopped walking and turned her head to him. "My name is not Missy," replied the woman in a calm even tone. "It's Jenny."

"I could care less even if you were the bloody Queen of the Hivanians! Pay for your parking or I'll have that piece of junk towed!" Grumbled the insect-man.

Turning to face forward again, Jenny said, "Do what you please. It's no good to me anymore." With that, she strolled out the main gate and disappeared into the crowds.

On the other side of the trading post, all was quiet and calm in an alley just off the main street. This calm was about to be disturbed.

All at once a wind blew, a bright light flashed and a boom echoed. As quick as it happened, all was as it was before except for a figure dressed in a full burka kneeling on one knee. The figure stood and scanned both ends of the alley quickly for signs of danger. When all was deemed clear, the figure removed the headpiece revealing a young woman with curly hair.

Quick shedding the rest of the burka into a nearby trash bin, she moved with quick deliberate speed to the end of the alley. She turned to corner just as the peace in the alley was disturbed again by other arriving the same way the woman did.

This time there were six men; all clad only in their boxer underwear. Holding their large guns they looked up and down the alley. That's when one of them noticed the burka that had spilled out of the trash bin because of their arrival.

Picking up the garment, he turned to the other men, "The Bishop is not going to be please when he finds out that we lost her…again."

From the other side of the street where she could see right into the alley, River Song couldn't help but give a little smile. By the time the next flying car had passed, she was gone.

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