Hello Sweetie. Every time I watch Doctor Who I just find myself falling more and more in live with River and the Doctor. I have decided to write a fanfiction in order to get my love for them out. Please Review. But please no 'SPOLIERS' as it may ruin it for others x

Return to the Library

Chapter 1 – Distant Memories

"You are always here to me and I always listen".

Ever since Trenzalore the Doctor hadn't been able to get River out of his head. He finally got the goodbye and the closure that he needed, but he missed her so much. He missed being able to see her, hear her and smell her. She was just a distant memory now. They had some fun together, him and River. The places they visited, the people they met, the trouble they got themselves into.

The Doctor settled into the chair, crossed his legs, and just stared at the roof of the TARDIS. Everything around him reminded him of her. The arguments they would have in this very room about whether to leave the breaks on so that the TARDIS would make that sound that he loved so much. Of course, she nearly always won. He never could resist allowing her to have her own way. Of course, there was that one occasion where he had won. He made it up to her later that evening though of course, with the only way that she would allow. The way it always ended; her, him and handcuffs. He smiled at the memory.

Hours passed and he was still sitting in the same chair just letting his mind drift to whatever it wanted to. Nearly everything he thought of contained River. The Angels, the Silence, the Jadoon's, the Santarans. Everything. Then he remembered the library. The place where he first met her, all those years ago. He was a different man back then. Literally. She walked into his life like she knew him. Of course, she did know him. It was him that didn't know her. He remembered the sorrow in her eyes and the grief written on her face, when she realised that he didn't know her. He realised that it must have killed her inside. He wondered what went through her mind at that point in time. Did she think that she would leave the library alive, carry on with her life and just never see him again, or did she figure out that this library was where she met her end.

"Stop it" he said aloud to himself getting up from the chair. "This is silly. Moping around isn't going to bring her back".

He decided that in order to take his mind of her, he would go on a 'magical mystery tour' in the TARDIS. He set the co-ordinates to random and then let her go. The TARDIS sprang to life. He could feel her flying through the time vortex. To a new planet perhaps? To meet a new species? It was only a couple of minutes and the TARDIS made her usual sounds and then stopped. He wondered where she could have taken him. He walked towards the door, clapped his hands together and giggled his nervous giggle. He then proceeded to pull the doors open, and step out. It was dark and it took a moment for his eyes to adjust.

"No" he said. "Why did you bring me here!" he shouted at the TARDIS as he turned around to walk back in. The door slammed shut not allowing him entry. "What are you doing? Let me inside" he said pulling on the handle. "You can't do this to me" he said with a hint of sob in his tone.

After a while, he accepted that the TARDIS wasn't going to allow him to enter. He realised that there must be something here that she wants him to do. But what?

Hey guys, I hope this is okay. Please, please review! I need to know if it is good enough to carry on with. This is my first Doctor Who fanfiction so please be nice :D