Well here it is my 1st multi chapter fic. Aah! Reviews really help with ideas for new chapters and new fics Hope you like it. :)

'c'mon river we'll be late! Late for our anniversary!'' The doctor moaned outside their bedroom. She had shut him out. One because she wanted privacy to get dressed and two, he hadn't stopped going on about this quote 'amazing, no, fantastic place.' She wanted some peace.

'be patient you big baby,' she called to him. So far her plan for some quiet wasn't working.

'I hate patience , patience is for-'

'wimps , I know,' river rolled her eyes. Her mother had told her about that, on one of her drop in calls. She missed her parents so much and she knew the doctor did too. It been a long while since manhattan but river was still recovering.

She opened the door and with a thud , the doctor fell over. He was obviously leaning on the door. 'oh you are a sentimental idiot sometimes,' she sighed. He jumped up and brushed the dust off his tux (not that there was any).

'well, shall we be going?' he blushed.

'okay,' river tried not to giggle at his bright red face.

'your going to love this place,' he smiled pulling her by the hand 'oh by the way your dress is beautiful.'

River looked down at her dress. It was a sky blue fish tail which had gold and purple frills at the bottom. It complimented her shape wonderfully. Her hair was let loose, just as the doctor loved it, but a few strands were pinned back. Her lips and eyes were painted the same colour purple as the frills. 'thanks,' it was her turn to blush. She was dragged through the console room and to the doors, which had dim coloured lights coming from outside them. If she listened carefully she could hear loud music. He swung the doors open and there she saw the most beautiful place in all the universe.

The garden span into colour and the music filled her ears. For a moment she just stood there, her mouth gawp. 'I thought you'd need some cheering up, well both of us,' he grinned proudly

'but where are we?'

'Frank Sinatra's hunting lodge 1954,' he pulled her hand and they walked into the crowd ' came here two years ago and met my buddy Nic.'

'who?'

'you know ol'saint Nic, father Christmas, Santa, whatever you all him.'

'you've met Santa?'

'yes, and a few others,' he picked up two champagne glasses and handed one to river.

'others?' she asked taking a sip. He knew she was partial to champagne. He'd never tried it though. With a brave gulp he did. The fizzing liquid slid down his throat. It tingled and he let out a cough. It was a bit like lemonade, only alcoholic. He took another. He felt like a proper adult now. Going on dates, kissing, drinking champagne. River smiled at him. 'others?' she asked again.

'yeah , a few.'

'like?' She gestured him to continue. He turned suddenly, his body stiffening. 'what's the matter?'

'doctor! Doctor!' a voice was calling to him. It was unfortunately Marilyn Monroe.

'Yikes!' he grabbed rivers hand and began to run 'come on!'

'I can't in this dress!'

He stopped and suddenly picked her up. He wasn't going to let Marilyn near him or his wife in the rest of his life. His head danced with thoughts as he ran

around the lodge with River. 'doctor, what are you doing?' River asked

'Marilyn Monroe! Im running from Marilyn monroe.'

'doctor!' he was suddenly stopped

'frank!' he set down river quickly. His hand met Frank Sinatra's almost instantly.

'how are you my man!'

'good, very good,' he turned his head. There was more of Marilyn's cries for him coming behind.

'who's this lovely lady you were hoisting around with you?'

'river song, sir,' she shook his hand politely

'she's my wife,' The doctor said 'and can you do me a favor frank?'

'yes, anything.'

'would you tell that to Marilyn , then she might leave us alone.'

Frank laughed heartily and patted his back 'of course my good man and I'm guessing your going to slip away to the main canopy so you can hide yes?'

'of course!' the doctor thanked him and took rivers hand. They glided away and he turned to look at frank talking to Marilyn. She looked a bit sad.

'Marilyn Monroe.. Is she an ex sweetie?'

'no of course not. I just accidentally got engaged to her that's all...'

'at least it's all sorted now.'

'I hope so,' they walked into the center of the main canopy. He bowed down and held out his hand. 'care to dance, mrs song?' She took his hand gratefully. Frank had returned to the stage along with Marilyn. She looked rather upset at the thought of him and river.

They started to sway to the music. Frank began to preform something that river could recognize anywhere. 'this is my favourite song!'

'i picked it for you.'

'why?'

'its our anniversary!' he told her. He was silence by a slap and her finger was on his mouth 'what was that for?' he mumbled

'talking.'

'you hit me for talking?'

'I like this song!'

'Why did you hit me for talking?'

she laced her fingers around his neck and kissed him. When they broke free he smiled. 'thanks my darling.'

'no problem my love.' The song reached its climax point and the doctor could see the magic in her eyes. The clear blue sparkled with lights and wonder. He heard the song was beginning to end so with a kiss, he dipped her. The audience cheered for them as they had become lone Dancers upon the dance floor. 'And that was a little song requested from a friend. Happy anniversary!' Frank said over the mic. The doctor winked at frank happily. Frank smiled back at the doctor seeing rivers head resting on his shoulder. They looked so perfect together.

After a long night of dancing the duo finally sat down together. The doctor looked at his wife who's face was gazing into the distance. He took of his hat and placed it on her head. She laughed and picked up her champagne glass. 'Do you know why I brought you here?' He asked her.

'No why?'

'Because you , river song, are special,' he told her 'really really special.'

She drained the glass of champagne. 'Well, I'm very very grateful that you think of me like that.'

His brow creased as he stared deeply into her face. He pulled it around so It was facing him. Something wasn't right. 'My exquisite senses are indicating that you, my dear, are troubled.'

'Yeah , a few bits and pieces.'

'Like...'

'It's mum and dad mostly,' she sighed 'I wish we could go and find Anthony, then we could find their address. But its not just that,' tears formed in her eyes.

'What's wrong? I can't do anything if you don't tell me..' He lifted her face to his.

'Its our anniversary and they- they're not here to spend it with us,' she began to lightly cry

'Hey hey, river. I'm sure we'll figure something out. Anyway that's what married couples do.'

'I guess so.' She was sulking quietly. He kissed her forehead.

'Lets go home yeah?' He asked her. She stood up with him and they walked back to the TARDIS.

River had dressed down into a cream dress and flats. Her hair was as usual. The doctor was back in his 'normal clothes' (bowtie and purple jacket. River wished he would actually get something different) 'Ive got a surprise for you!' He chimed to her. She was on their bed, a photo album spread across her legs. It was quite familiar. 'River?' She flicked another page. She wasn't going to respond anytime soon.

The album was theirs. Last Christmas at the pond house, their first anniversary, all the birthdays. All their happiest memories. But now they were their saddest. 'can I look?' he asked, sitting next to her. She nodded and handed him the book.

This page was rivers birthday. River wore a purple dress with a black belt while Amy was in pink. Rory was quite casual with his shirt and black trousers. They were dotted in pictures all over the page. Under one photograph, was a memoir neatly written by Amy. It read 'birthday kiss x'. It was of him kissing river. Amy captured it be because River wasn't expecting him there. He'd sort of barged in and leapt at her. It was nice all the same.

'I miss them so much,' river was crying. He pulled her towards him to comfort her.

'me too, but we can stay strong,' he smiled weakly. She nodded but kept sobbing into his shoulder. 'I've got a surprise for you.'

'what is it?' she asked wiping her eyes. Her thumb now had mascara smeared all over it. The doctor reached for a make up wipe and began to clean her eyes 'it's a surprise.'

'please tell me.'

'I can show you,' he reached out his hand. She managed to put a smile on her face and took it gratefully. He lead her to the control room.

'are we there yet?' river asked tapping her foot impatiently.

'now we are,' he smiled. He held his hand in front of her eyes and walked her outside 'guess where?'

'I don't know! With you it could be anywhere.'

'it's a house.'

'Im not physic!'

'just guess.'

'sweetie, there's a billion houses in the universe and you want me to name a specific one!'

'you are such a spoil sport mrs doctor. Fine I'll show you,' he let his other hand slip from her eyes to her shoulder. She gasped.