Doctor Who: Silence and the End of All Things
Chapter 2: Stormcage
Tick tock goes the clock
He gave all he could give her
Tick tock goes the clock
Now prison waits for River
River Song.
Child of the TARDIS.
Daughter of Amy Pond and Rory Williams. The Girl Who Waited and The Centurion, the companions most loved by The Doctor.
Now, his wife.
Separated from him now by fate itself. The Doctor had cheated death, but at a price.
She had killed The Doctor, as everyone now knew. She was a convicted war criminal, and in the far regions of the 51st Century, she waited patiently.
Her prison was the location known as the Stormcage Containment Facility.
Lovely name, that.
Stormcage was a prison planet that harbored the worst war criminals this justice system had to offer.
After her supposed homicide of The Doctor at the beach of Lake Silencio, Utah in 2011, River had made her way across time. The authorities of this era found out who she was and imprisoned her for it.
Funny, her words to The Doctor atop the pyramid rang in her mind, "You've touched so many lives, saved so many people. Did you think when you're time came you'd really have to do more than just ask? You've decided that the universe is better of without you. But the universe doesn't agree." She chuckled. Yes, and now she was the one who had taken The Doctor away from the universe.
All according to The Silence's plan as it were.
Sure, she could get the evidence to prove to a Bishop of the government that The Doctor still lived and she had no place among these scum.
At the cost of her Doctor's now ensured freedom.
And then…The Silence would come. Faster, fiercer than ever before. Ready to prevent The Doctor's future incarnation from even having the possibility of emerging.
She could not allow that to happen.
She didn't know what that wonderful man was up to, but she knew one thing…she would see him again. And if a few months more in this place would give her that chance, she would take it.
God, how she loved him.
River Song leaned against the uncomfortable pillow on her cot, looked up, looking past the ceiling, past the torrential rain of this planet, to the stars…