Epilogue

The Doctor ran the path to the swimming pool, opening all of the doors as fast as he could. Running back to the console room, he double checked the coordinates and opened the TARDIS doors before jumping out of the way. As with countless times, all he saw was a flash of golden hair before hearing a distant splash. Grinning to himself, he closed the doors and followed the path he had taken earlier. The Doctor grabbed her usual things, a towel, dry clothes, and a hairdryer, before meeting his wife in the pool room. River was just clambering out of the pool, and looked surprised to see him.

"Doctor? Let me get this straight, you'll always be there to catch me out of the sky?" The Doctor could already feel his heart breaking as he handed her the towel.

"Is the sky blue, dear?" He prayed with every ounce of his being that she would give him her usual smirk or exasperated response, but there was no such luck. River just looked confused and slowly answered.

"Why of course it is...Doctor? Are you feeling alright? Usually I'm the one with the smart alek answers sweetie, not you...anyways. How did you know where I was Doctor?" River continued to ask questions and ramble on, but the Doctor stood still, heart shattering. He looked up and tried with all of his might to look the same as he had minutes ago.

"River, I want you to understand something. I will always be there to catch you. Wherever and whenever you are. I will always be there to catch you. As long as the sky is blue, I will be there for you." River continued to look perplexed, but shook it off when she saw the hairdryer he was still holding. She eagerly took it and left the pool room to find an outlet.

"Sorry sweetie! I must take care of my hair. It gets awfully dreadful to take care of when it gets wet! You should see it sometime!" River yelled as she walked out the door. The Doctor stood in place as a tear ran down his cheek. He remembered their day at Platja de Foc, when her hair had been thoroughly soaked.

"I have seen it." The Doctor whispered to himself, chastising himself for being sentimental while simultaneously getting frustrated their cursed relationship. The Doctor sighed before following River's footsteps out the door, bracing himself for an afternoon with a wife who wasn't his wife yet.