A/N: I do no town Doctor Who.

It's her.

River.

Melody…

I'm getting things mixed up again. My timing is off. Ha. Funny that.

River Song… my future wife. She knew my name. That day in the library, the first time I met her, she knew my name.

River is my wife; will be my wife… someday. But she's not yet. She's not even River yet. She's Melody Pond. She's a little girl, the daughter of my best friends.

She was taken. She and her mother, Amy.

They took her. That woman took them.

They set a trap for me. It was all about me. At least I thought it was. But I was wrong. 908 years. It's been happening more often lately.

They wanted the baby. They wanted Melody. She's special. She's something new.

They're going to use her. They will twist and distort her until there's nothing left but a weapon.

And there's nothing I can do about it. Cause it's already happened.