Here's a story for all you readers to sink your jaws into. Make sure to favorite, follow, and review. Even though it is supposed to be River telling a story, I'm going to be narrating because that is just how I roll.

Timelines: Takes place between The Power of Three and The Angels Take Manhattan. River has also been through her wedding among other things. Captain Jack Harkness is between season 3 and 4 of Torchwood. Enjoy everyone:)

Sometimes River came to visit. It wasn't always saving the world or marrying the Doctor, once in a while she left Storm Cage, synced her journal, and spent some quality time with her parents and her husband. They were currently resting in a modern lounge the TARDIS conjured up for them, with Amy and Rory snuggling closely on a sofa while River sat up in a small chair parallel to them.

"So Mum, Dad, How have you been? I see you have taken refuge on the TARDIS." River smiled. She loved the quality time she got to spend with her parents.

"Yep, exploring the universe full time." Amy said as she leaned back, her head finding its way to Rory's chest.

"What about you River, anything interesting happen at Storm Cage lately?" Rory asked, trying to hide the sarcasm that made its way into his tone.

"No, not at Storm Cage, but something interesting did happen a while back." Her smile widened as she said interesting. Nobody noticed the Doctor slip into the room trying to balance multiple cups of tea in his hands at a time.

"Do tell." Amy leaned in like she was in a gossip session at a sleepover party.

"I can't, the Doctor wouldn't approve."

"Oi, I wouldn't approve of what?"

"Nothing sweetie." River pushed innocence into her tone of voice.

"River was going to tell us a story that you wouldn't approve of." Amy taunted childishly.

"Go on, tell away, as long as there are no spoilers." The Doctor put the mugs onto the table and sat down on the couch adjacent to Amy's.

"Oh, no spoilers sweetie. But I'm just going to warn you, this was before we got married."

"Come sit next to me River." The Doctor asked playfully, patting the vacant seat next to him.

"Oh when this story is over, you won't want to be anywhere near me." The Doctor shuffled a little in his seat and frowned. Without blinking, River Song started her story.

"To get to some of our... adventures, I need some transport. So I...borrowed a vortex manipulator." All she got were blank stares from Amy and Rory. "You know, the little wrist straps Time Agents use for time travel, anyways I took one from the Time Agency. They had a lot of trouble tracking me, due to the fact that the tracker on the manipulator was covered by the shields of the TARDIS. Well one time, I got a little careless and went shopping in Atlatine, lovely in the dry season by the way. They caught onto my signal and sent and agent to get the manipulator and, of course me.


Jack found himself once again, at a bar. It felt like a magnet pulling him in, wanting to drink more and more to send the bad memories away. It never work though, in the thousands of years that he lived he would never remember something as clear as Ianto dying in his arms.

He waived to the bartender, signaling for another hyper vodka. She was cute, even with purple skin, but Jack didn't even bother trying. Everyone he dated, talked to, or even breath on would eventually die, leaving him still there. The only thing in his life that was constant was himself. No matter how many people he shagged, or how many shots he took, nothing could possibly make him happy.

He heard a beeping noise coming from nearby. It was scary how familiar it sounded, but at the same time how foreign. He looked at his wrist. He had an incoming call. The only time he got calls on this old piece of shit was from the Time Agency, thousands of years ago.

"Harkness! Long time no talk, well for you, its only been days for me." Jack was confused. He couldn't get visual on the crap thing, but recognized the raspy man's voice. He left the bar and entered the bathroom.

"Anderson?"

"Yeah, it's me, Captain, I'm sending you on a mission, no explanations."

"But the Time Agency was disbanded years ago."

"Keyword, TIME agency. I'm calling you from the past. Present you is in the middle of the Lai Chi mission and we needed a Harkness for this job." Jack thought of those words, Lai Chi, they didn't ring a bell.

"Why did you contact me now?"

"You didn't seem busy. We need you Jack, you're the best man for the job."

"And if I refuse?"

"We are willing to pay a high price for fine work, and we know you need the money." Jack thought back to his dingy flat in the corner of Horizon 12. He could really use the money.

"Fine, I'm game. What am I after, a rogue agent, a gang, a raging alien?" Anderson laughed.

"No Jack, we have something right up your alley, a woman."