River Song was a puzzling enigma that the Doctor couldn't seem to figure out. In that regard, she reminded him a lot of Amy, for he couldn't seem to figure her out either. However, one major difference between the two was that River annoyed him to no end; Amy did not. With all of River's cryptic messages and 'Spoilers' and 'Hello, Sweeties,' was it a surprise to anyone? He certainly didn't think so.

In remembering his previous incarnation's encounter with the then-Professor River Song, he knew that she played an important part in his future. He just wished that he knew what their relationship actually was. In the Library, when she'd whispered in his ear, it hadn't been his name, but it was something he would only tell someone that he trusted beyond a shadow of a doubt. And that, apparently, was River.

What he couldn't imagine, though, was why he would trust her, when he could barely even stand her. Oh, sure – she was a good fighter, something he never thought he would appreciate in anyone. But that didn't excuse her insufferable know-it-all attitude or the way she was constantly trying to show him up – and succeeding, as loath as he was to admit it.

The Doctor had never been a patient man. That was one of the advantages to being a Time Lord – he could circumvent his own timeline, as well as others', to find out what would happen. But River made it impossible for him to guess where they would next turn up together. Thus, he was left in the dark for once. And he didn't like that, not one bit.


River Song pitied the Doctor, she truly did. She knew what it must mean for him to have to trust someone who he didn't really know. But she was proud of him for trying. It tore her apart inside, just as she was sure it did him, that she couldn't say much of anything. She wanted to – so, so badly. She wanted to share all the good times they had had together, the times they were going to have.

She remembered his previous incarnation's suspiciousness regarding her, and she continued to count her blessings that he went along with her in the Library. She didn't like to think of what could have happened if he hadn't. Nevertheless, he had started to trust her by the end, and that seemed to have transferred to the present Doctor – albeit grudgingly. But that was neither here nor there.

She was grateful for the chance she'd been given to get to know her mother, the Doctor's current companion. Her father would be along soon, but that was another story. What was important was that she knew her parents and got to see where she came from, what went in to making her. At the same time, the knowledge she was burdened with in regards to her identity – and her past – was another pain she would have to always carry with her. To be so close, yet so far from the ones who had created her … it was almost more than she could bear. And to know that she would be the downfall of their best friend …

Still, all things had their time, even for the Doctor, and she would have to abide by his rules, which meant that, until Demon's Run, no one could know the truth.