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A/N: Thank you to TanyaReed for being both my writing buddy and beta reader!

River was in the kitchen rummaging through the available food when she heard a loud knock on the door. It was probably one of the neighbors asking for the Doctor's help, but she was bored so she went to answer it.

The Doctor got there first. When he opened the door River was surprised to find Captain Jack Harkness on the other side.

"Doctor!" Jack greeted and swept the Doctor into a hug. River was amused because it was a rather tame greeting for Jack.

The Doctor awkwardly pulled out of the hug and took step back. "Jack."

"Jack," River quietly called. She leaned against the door to the living room, her arms crossed, and a small smile on her face.

Jack turned to her, his eyebrows raised. "River Song?" He laughed and almost ran to her. He pulled her into a hug and tried to kiss her, but she turned her head at the last moment. "I haven't seen you since—"

"—since you ditched me to go off with those twins," River admonished, playfully smacking his chest.

"Aw come on. Do you really blame me? They were—"

"So, you two know each other then?" the Doctor interrupted. He looked curious, but River could tell he was a little upset. River knew that deep down he still had issues with Jack being a fixed point in time.

"Very well." Jack smiled.

"Not that well," River added, making it clear that she and Jack had never slept together.

"Not for lack of trying on my part."

River smirked. "We found that we had a lot in common and have been friends ever since."

"Except you disappeared after graduation."

River shrugged. Her kidnapping by Kovarian still stung a bit, but it wasn't something she wanted to tell Jack about. "Places to go, people to kill, prison terms to serve."

"That I have to know about. But first," he looked at the Doctor, "where is this wife you told me about?"

River tapped him on the chest and then waved her fingers at him. Jack looked between her and the Doctor a few times and then let go of River. "Sorry. How did that happen?"

River gestured for him to sit. "Long story involving changing a fixed point in time and my killing him."

"I got better," the Doctor added.

"What have you two been up to?" Jack glanced at the shelf next to him. "Hey, is that my sonic blaster?"

"No, it's mine," River countered and took it off the shelf. While their stay on Darillium had been violence free for the most part, she felt better with her weapon nearby. At first she had wanted to carry it, but the Doctor had talked her into keeping it near the door.

He didn't know she also had another weapon hidden near the back do and a third in their bedroom.

"No, I'm pretty sure it's mine. The handle changed color, but I remember leaving it in the TARDIS."

"I found it in the TARDIS," she explained, looking towards the Doctor.

"Well, you did leave it there…okay, I left with it when I left you. But I was really busy at the time, what with the regenerating. And I kind of forgot about it when I saw you again and you didn't mention it, so River must have taken it without my knowing so it is not my fault," the Doctor explained, moving a little closer to River.

"So it is mine." Jack reached for the weapon.

River held it out of reach. "What is the old Earth saying? Finders keepers?"

He stood. "Come on now, give it back."

She liked that blaster and wasn't about to give it up. "Make me," she said, tilting her head and grinning.

Jack gave a smug grin. "Oh, you know I will."

"Sweetie, you don't mind if—" she started and glanced at her husband. He was looking back and forth between her and Jack in horror. "Oh, you know it's all in fun."

"I would never touch her, I promise. I hate cheaters."

"You're him, and he's you! I married a female Jack Harkness," the Doctor exclaimed, leaving the living room.

"Do you know what he's talking about?"

"No idea." She shrugged.

She led Jack into the kitchen and reached into a high cabinet. "I have to hide it because he doesn't approve, but here." She handed him a bottle. "Strongest I could find here."

Jack took a drink. "That's not very strong."

River sighed. "I know. The bars have better stuff, but I'm not in the mood for a trip."

"Nah, it's fine."

The Doctor appeared in the doorway pulling on his jacket. "I'm going next door to help with their heater." He looked back and forth between River and Jack. "Please behave."

River approached him and fixed his tie. "But, Sweetie, I know how much you like it when I'm naughty."

He took her hands and grinned. "Yes, well—"

Behind them, Jack chuckled. The Doctor reddened and let go as though she were burning him. He practically ran out the front door.

"Never thought I'd see the day. I don't know how many times I flirted with him. Back when he had the leather jacket?"

"Two regenerations ago," River clarified.

"Yeah. Even kissed him once. He didn't protest, but nothing. Absolutely nothing. How'd you do it?"

"That's a long story."

River led him into the backyard. Most of it was taken up by the TARDIS, but there was a nice garden and some chairs. The flowers were genetically enhanced to bloom in the darkness, and they gave off a slight, pleasant scent. It was one of River's favourite places.

"You were saying?" Jack started. "You and the Doctor. How did you manage that?"

"It's a long story. Let's just say it involves another reality and my changing a fixed point in time."

Jack whistled. "Wow."

"Yeah." She smiled. "Our kiss restored reality."

They sat down in some chairs. "Another reality? One that doesn't exist anymore, you mean?"

"Right."

"But you consider yourselves married? Here?" She nodded. "Wow. That is love."

River didn't reply for a moment. "I love him with everything that I am."

"Then what's the problem?" Jack asked quietly.

"What do you mean?"

"The way you just said that was so sad. There's nothing wrong with loving your husband, River. That's kinda the point."

River didn't reply. Jack had always been perceptive. It probably came from living as long as he had.

She couldn't tell him the truth. Could she? She had never told anybody else. Not even her mother. Barely even herself.

Yet, Jack was her best friend. He'd always known how to keep a secret.

"The problem is that he doesn't love me back," she said.

"What?"

"I don't think that he can love anybody. He's lost so much that he doesn't let anybody that close. I shouldn't expect him to. I understand. I do. But it hurts. It hurts so much," she confessed, tears in her eyes.

"That is the biggest load of crap I have ever heard."

River gasped. "What?"

"He doesn't love you? Come on. What gave you that idea?"

"I just know."

"Not good enough. Come on. Prove it."

"How am I supposed to do that?"

He settled back in the chair. "Tell me about your relationship. Give me evidence. Convince me."

"Where do I start?"

"The beginning, of course."

"I've been married over 100 years."

"The highlights then."

River took a deep breath and began.