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This is my second Doctor Who fanfic, but the first one I've uploaded... So. Yeah. Reviews would be very welcome. I've said it before, this one's a bit AU due to the fact that the Doctor and River can get married just like that. But other things will make their lives more complicated, so it's all fine. If you do manage to guess who the girl is (which I doubt will be that hard, as it's more than a little obvious) please don't blurt it. Because there may be some people (like me, probably, if I was reading this and not writing it) that won't have guessed. Unlikely, but there you go. I've gone on enough for now, so I'll let you get on with the fic. BUT FIRST: A DISCLAIMER

I do not own Doctor Who or any of its characters :'( BIG SADFACE. But, if the oppurtunity arises, they are MINE. Well, enjoy! (Hopefully)

River Song took a deep breath. 'I do,' she said, looking at the man in front of her, scarcely believing it was real, it was happening, and that it wasn't a dream. She faintly heard something about kissing the bride, and then their lips were touching and she was reaching her hands up to knot in his hair, and then she realised where they were and why it probably wasn't such a good idea to be so... forward. As they broke apart, he whispered to her: 'This is real, this is happening, and it's definitely not a dream.' She half-laughed, half-growled at him – she pretended she hated it when he looked inside her head at the "private stuff" but they both knew that a) she loved it and b) private? What was there to hide? He held out his hand and she clasped it, wishing that she never had to let go... 'You don't, if you don't want to,' he replied quietly, chuckling. She prodded him gently in the side and laughed with him. Nothing could spoil their day. Or so she thought...

As the couple walked out into the sunlight, the guests following them, River saw something in the corner of her eye. She turned sharply, but only saw a flash of blonde hair and the heel of a shoe disappearing round the corner. What was she going to do? Chase after whoever it was in her wedding dress? Just for being fast? She shook herself. Don't be silly, River. It was probably nothing. So she smiled for the pictures and clapped at the speeches and danced to so many songs she thought her feet were going to explode – 'It can happen, you know,' he'd said to that, and she'd laughed, of course – and it was three songs till the end, and that's when she saw her properly. A girl, probably about thirteen, at a guess, standing outside the glass doors and watching River and her husband very carefully. When she saw that she'd been noticed, she smiled, almost sadly, looking right into River's eyes. The eyes... bluey-green and strangely familiar. She held up hand in a silent farewell, before disappearing round the corner.

'Doctor...' she said quietly. Her husband looked down a her.

'Hello,' he said, smiling. 'Are you okay? You seem a little... I don't know...' He trailed off.

'There's a girl. I saw her at the ceremony earlier, and she looked a little... familiar.' She looked up right into his eyes, and her breath caught in her throat. Bluey-green and strangely familiar... 'I need to find her,' she said urgently. 'Go and dance with... with Rory. He's looking a bit lost, because Amy's dancing with Captain Jack. I'll be right back.'

River walked quickly into the reception and straight out of the doors, her arms getting goosebumps as the cold night air hit her skin. A vioce from behind startled her.

'I knew you'd come.' It was the girl.

'Who are you?' Whispered River.

'I can't tell you now. It would only distract you...'

'Have I met you before?'

'It's strange. Once, a very long time ago, in the future. I didn't mean to interrupt your wedding, I was just looking.' Her eyes seemed to drift suddenly, into some sort of daydream. 'I'll see you again. I just wanted to see.' She began to walk away. River, to say the least, felt confused. She wanted to call the girl back, but before she could, she turned once again. 'I really am sorry. I wish I could tell you more. You weren't even meant to know I was here. I just wanted to see.' And with that, she'd walked away, and River went inside. Just before the doors closed, she saw a flash of white light out of the corner of her eye.

'Who was it?' Asked the Doctor quietly as they stpped together for the final song.

'Someone we've met once before, a very long time ago, in the future.' She repeated the words, and he made a face.

'Time streams. They always confuse me.' River laughed, and pushed all thoughts of the strange girl from her mind. Tonight was about her... and him.

'Come on, sweetie,' she said, pulling him closer. 'It's the last dance. Let's give them something to remember us by.' He chuckled.

'As if we're forgettable. The Professor and the Doctor. Magic hair and a blue box. Let's give them something to remember us by.' He dropped her, then caught her a centimetre from the floor. 'I'll always catch you, River Song,' he whispered, before kissing her gently.

And of course, she kissed him back, and that night she could forget herself for a while, but when they finally fell asleep in the small hours, her back pressed against his chest, his arms wrapped around her waist, both of them breathing as one, she dreamed. She dreamed of the girl, and that strange light in the corner of her eye when she left, and the flash of blonde hair that she'd seen after the wedding. But mainly she'd dreamed of those eyes. The Doctor's eyes, right down to the last speck of colour, except when you looked in to his eyes, you could always find happiness somewhere, but in hers... River shivered in her dreams.

Well. I hope you liked it. If you did, tell me, if you didn't, tell me. Wonderful thing called a review button. Ah yes, I can see your cursor hovering right above it, because you're just itching to review this. Well, don't let me stop you.

*In a loud whisper* This is your cue to review it.

Thankyou, and if I get... hmm... two or three reviews I'll upload another chapter.