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Chapter Three: The Truth in Nightmares
"Who's to say that dreams and nightmares aren't as real as the here and now?" –John Lennon
Doctor Two flipped a switch that sent the TARDIS flying through time and space. River and One grabbed on to opposing railings and then gave each other questioning glances.
"Doctor?" River asked, looking now to the man operating the console.
"Hey, I'm the Doctor too!" One exclaimed, looking hurt. River shot him one of her death glares, which quickly shut him up.
"Yes, Sweetie?" he asked, whirling around the console in his usual dance with the TARDIS. River rolled her eyes as she made her way up to join him. One shot himself his own death glare.
"Jesus, is it really that hard for you to look at a manual for once? Both of you!" River exclaimed as she flipped a switch that Two had pushed up too far while simultaneously kicking a knob with her foot.
"What's the point in manuals?" they asked simultaneously, quickly eyeing each other after the statement was made.
"If you boys are going to start flirting with yourselves, wait until we land, huh?" River asked as she realized this could quickly turn into a similar situation her mother had described to her. Two Doctors. It seemed to happen more often than it should.
"Anyway, Younger Doctor," River continued, getting a protest from One that she quickly silenced with another glare. "How did you get yourself on the TARDIS in the first place?"
"Well, if you must know," Two explained, the smirk returning to his face. Oh, he thinks he's so clever, River thought to herself. "I might have…borrowed this and then parked my TARDIS, well, as close to this one as possible without creating a…time paradox…" Two gulped nervously as River slowly walked over to him, his hand waving a black bracelet. She grabbed his bowtie, focusing on the dark maroon color.
"Now, sweetie," she started in a slow, sultry, yet dangerous voice, "you didn't take my favorite vortex manipulator from me while I was sleeping, now did you? I was hoping you wouldn't figure out I had that hidden for a very, very long time. I guess now I know why that went missing. I had always assumed the nurse had confiscated it." River pulled the bowtie closer to herself, a Siren pulling a sailor into the water. She saw One fiddling with his hands in the corner of her eye, not sure whether to feel uncomfortable or amused. She gave out a low throaty laugh and leaned in so her lips were next to Two's ear.
"You know what happens to men who take my things?" she asked, slowly bringing her hands down Two's chest. He gave out a noise that was halfway between a yelp and a grumble of pleasure.
"River," warned One, eliciting the response River had been hoping for. She smirked.
"Bad boys," she whispered, almost purring. "Get locked up."
River pulled back suddenly, laughing as Two realized she had handcuffed him to the console. She twirled around and ran to One, jumping to his side.
"River!" Two yelled, struggling against the cuffs. "Handcuffs? Really? Must it always come down to this? Where- Where are you two going?" he yelled as River grabbed One's hand and pulled him toward the TARDIS doors.
"Spoilers," River whispered before dragging a laughing Doctor through the TARDIS doors.
"Where are we?" the Doctor asked, locking up the TARDIS doors with a still-protesting Timelord inside. They stood in a dark alley, cold surrounding them.
River stopped in her tracks, realization lighting up her eyes. The Doctor stopped in his tracks, realizing the growing horror on her face. "River, what's wrong?"
"I know this place," she whispered, looking around the alley, panic making her movements frantic.
"Hey, hey, listen to me," the Doctor whispered, grabbing River's shoulders and looking at her until she met her eyes. "It's going to be okay. Just relax," the Doctor whispered, cupping her chin with his fingers. "It's going to be okay. I promise."
"The dumpster. We need to hide behind the dumpster before timelines get even more difficult," River whispered, mustering all of the confidence she could. The two quickly shuffled behind a rather vile smelling bin.
"River," he whispered into her ear, both peering out of the darkness. "Where are we?"
"The place of my nightmares," she replied, looking out over the all too familiar scene. "This is where my first regeneration took place."