Pages from the diary of River Song.
Hello Sweetie,
You were gone by the time I came to.
According to all the stories mother told me, that is very you. I don't blame you though; I did almost kill you.
You left me this glorious blue book. I don't know what these pages are for, but I have no doubt you and I will fill this book with big adventures. Everything about you and near you, all your gifts are bigger on the inside.
I suppose if I want to keep a proper journal, I should start at the beginning Let me tell you a story, Doctor. Don't worry; it's a good one.
There was a young girl; a strange young girl. She was told from a very early age that the fate of the Earth depended on her-that she was the only one who could save the planet from a powerful, dangerous madman. This little girl was infused with the power of time. She was the Child of the TARDIS, the madman's most powerful weapon. She was the only one that could fight him because she couldn't die.
They punished her with the fact more than once.
They told her about her mother and father, both who had been kidnapped and brainwashed by the madman. She dreamed about her family. Saved them in her mind in more than a million ways. The Child of the TARDIS swallowed the training of Silence, desperate for any shred of information about her parents. She savored and saved anything about her parents, eventually she ran away.
She ran fast and far from the responsibility of defeating the madman and searched for her mother and father.
I suppose you know where I am going with this. There comes a time in every girl's life when life stops being a fairy tale. Those hard years looking for Amy and Rory is where I stopped believing I would be rescued. My parents weren't looking for me but that didn't mean I wouldn't look for them.
When I finally found them, I found my reason to fight. Mother was ruined by you, Doctor. I spent my nights waiting up with her in the garden while she waited for you. All those years and she still loved you. All those nights, I had time to think. I wondered about the man that could entrance a young girl so completely. I had heard you were dangerous, but those nights proved to me you were.
Her Raggedy Doctor, my Madman. It was only one night, but the promise of you bled into her dreams, embedding the memory, the fantasy into her very existence. I adored and hated you all at once. It was as if you permeated through my mother, reaching out to me through time and space.
You tumbled back into her life 12 years later, and I could see and feel the change in her. She didn't have to say you came to her. It was written in her skin, shining from her eyes. Your return drenched me in liquid nerves, and I faltered. You disappeared before I could work up the nerve to chase you.
But I knew you would be back for her, and I vowed to be ready.
Till Next Time Doctor,
River