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Chapter 1- New Companion

"New companion?" River said, her tone a little too disappointed for even him to miss. He knew she didn't want him to be alone, of course, but a little part of her still squirmed at the idea of him not being entirely hers.

"Well um yeah. She's nice- she dies a lot." His comment was met with a smile and the Doctor felt himself praying that this wouldn't be like Sarah Jane and Rose all over again. Still smiling to herself, River turned on her heel and walked towards the nearest wardrobe, deciding this was probably the best way to figure out where she was.

"No no no very bad idea. Don't open that!" River just sighed and tugged the door open. There was a yell, a flash of blue light and a rusty voice that screeched "EXTERMINATE." before The Doctor slammed the door shut and pulled River away.

"What did I say River. Just then what did I say. I said don't open the door. Why do you always insist on not listening! You're going to get yourself killed!" The anger in his voice was unusual- it scared her. It also told her that her husband was still hurting. Whether over her parents or something else she was unsure. She took a step back, pulling her arm from his grip. Neither of them said anything and the silence passed between them like ice cold water. After a few year-long seconds, The Doctor looked down. "I'm sorry, River. It just annoys me when you go risking your life pointlessly. It's a waste." She could hear the pain in his voice and slowly realised- the hurt was because of her. It was something she'd done. Tears welled up in her eyes, seeing her Doctor so vulnerable, and she pulled him into a careful hug so as to avoid looking into his eyes. He was unreceptive at first, but soon his arms were wrapped tightly around her, as though he would never let her go. She barely heard his voice- muffled as it was by her hair, but she knew what he said and it scared he more than any words she'd ever heard.

I thought I'd never see you again."

When the moment passed, they released each other and looked around. There were still another five wardrobes, in which Clara could be lying unconscious, and no safe way to figure out where she was. Of course, there was probably a really simple solution, but being themselves; The Doctor and River Song proceeded to bicker about every variable under the sun(s), failing to notice the metallic whirring that was slowly filling the air.

"You're seriously telling me that your sonic screw driver won't pick up Clara because it doesn't like her? By the Face of Boe, Doctor! Who is sh..." River's complain was cut of abruptly, mid eye roll, as she suddenly noticed the army of machines advancing towards them from behind her husband's shoulder. Noticing her widening eyes, The Doctor slowly turned his head to see... He saw. The moment he did, the two time travellers began frantically pulling at and slamming doors- each picking up clues of the other's progress by yells of "YOU WILL BE DELETED" or "... FOR THE GLORY OF THE SONTARAN EMPIRE." until finally The Doctor heard- "Doctor! Red dress dark hair? I think this is her!" In a moment they were running full pelt, Clara over The Doctor's shoulder and gunfire surrounding them. It was great, for both of them, to be running together like this again- River's gun blazing and the Sonic Screwdriver whirring in it's characteristic manner. The adrenaline had them both smiling and flirting like nothing had ever happened.

They weren't sure how long they ran for, but by the time they had forced the TARDIS doors shut behind them, River was on the floor laughing and out of breath- gun in hand, The Doctor had a brilliant grin plastered over his face and Clara (who was just beginning to wake up) had started to pound the Doctor's back with her little fists. Remembering her, he set her down carefully on the TARDIS floor- where she proceeded to quizz him about why it was her head was so "buzzy." It was at this point she noticed River, who had begun to quietly pilot the TARDIS, sorting out her windswept curls as she went along.

"Um. Doctor. She's dead. I saw her she's dead." once again the Doctor was amazed by Clara's complete lack of tact. He tried to amend the situation by making her statement a little vaguer. By the darkness in River's eyes, he wasn't ever so sure it worked.

"Dead?... So are you, so am I. Like I said- we all have a grave somewhere out there. River hasn't got to hers yet." The blond looked up and smiled.

"Spoilers, dear. We try not to give too much away." To her credit, the girl may have been able to blame her social lapse partly on concusion, as instead of replying, Clara stumbled a little and put her hand to her head- it looked as though it had begun to bleed.

"Ooh, ah- she's bleeding, River what do we do? It's just sort of appearing how do we stop it." River rushed over to help Clara sit, sending the Doctor to go and get a suply kit she knew wasn't where she had said it was. Sometimes she just needed to get him out of her hair. Pulling it out from under the chair, she began to use the wipes to dab at the cut that was almost hidden by the younger girl's hair.

"So you're his wife then?" River smiled, she knew her Doctor, and she knew he wouldn't have told Clara a thing about her.

"Yes, dear. I also killed him one time. It's complicated." Clara laughed quietly, ignoring the pain radiating from where the rock had hit her.

"Only he would marry his murderer." Both the Doctor's women laughed at this, and River explained a little of their relationship to Clara. She was trying her hardest to leave of the dark parts, the painful moments and the times that broke her heart. This left a tale that was mostly comical, with the occasional alien. By the time The Doctor returned with comments on "I did check twice I promise" They were both in stitches, the blood flow from Clara's head having stopped half an hour ago. He stopped at the top of the stairs.

"Have you two been talking about me?" This produced a fresh fit of giggles and The Doctor began to regret asking River for help. River, on the other hand, had decided she quite liked The Doctor's new companion.