"River, what the hell do you think you are doing?!" The Doctor yelled, backing away from his wife as they materialised, well, wherever they were.

"Your job, seeing as you haven't got a clue what's going on," she turned and looked at him as he began to argue but he gave up when he realised she was right. He sighed.

"Yeah, it's true, I don't," he admitted, looking to the ground in defeat. River smiled and walked over to him.

"Hey," she began, placing a hand on his shoulder. "It's okay! It's totally fine!" He looked up and forced a smile.

"Really?" he asked.

"Sure," she replied, turning away from him and surveying the scene. They were stood in the control room of a space-ship that had some serious repair work going on. The space-ship that had, undoubtedly, caused the whole sky issue. She walked to a broken screen and flicked a switch. Nothing happened. "It's totally fine," she repeated, "'Cause I have no idea what's going on either." The Doctor laughed. He couldn't help it, he just couldn't believe how ridiculous this whole thing was. Four days ago, he was standing in the console room of his own ship fearing for his life with this woman stood across from him - the one person who could have helped. And now, standing here with her again, he was fearing for the life of the entire planet and neither of them had a clue what to do. He rolled up the sleeves of his jacket and walked over to her.

"Well whatever is happening, we'll get through it. We have to. You already did it once, remember?" River laughed.

"Yeah, I'm good like that," she smiled at him.

"Yeah, you are," he kissed her briefly, all the emotions he'd felt over the past few days rushing through him and he knew they they could fix this. He pulled away and examined the screen River had walked over to. "Right then, we better get to work!" He pulled out his screwdriver and got the monitor again. "Aha, so it's still got power!" he exclaimed, running over to the main circuit board of the ship that lay abandoned in the middle of the room.

"Which is good, yes?" River asked, following him.

"Hm, good-bad. Good because we have something to work with, bad because we don't know what it's currently doing," he flicked a few switches and pushed a few buttons and suddenly stopped. "Hang on," he asked, turning to her. "How did you know there was ship at the center of all of this? And how did you get the coordinates?" River shrugged.

"I didn't know. I guessed. I had to. If I hadn't have tried then -"

"Then the whole world would have been destroyed?" he finished. "You risked your life to save the world?" River shrugged.

"You do it all the time," she pointed out. He nodded and returned to the circuit board. After a few minutes of tinkering and running about and shouting commands at River, he thought he'd finally got it all sorted.

"Right, okay, I think I understand this. Well, maybe. It's a tricky one - I've never dealt with this level of technology before - but I think it's a simple case of too much power being sent to the engines which have therefore gone into reverse and formed a generator and, well, it's kind of forming some kind of spacial-atmospheric disposition thing..." River stared at him.

"You just made half of that up, didn't you?"

"Absolutely," he muttered, "BUT! If I can drain the power, reduce the energy going to the engines and shut off the generator, things should return to normal. Maybe. Well, that or -"

"Or what?"

"Well..." he looked at her and fixed his bow tie. "That or the drain of power may encourage the system to go into overdrive and speed up the whole process..." River looked as if she was about to interrupt and he rose his hands in defense. "But that's a very slight chance! Say... a 7.13% chance. Approximately. So the question is, Dr. Song," he walked towards where she was lent against a wall. "Do you trust me?" She smiled and moved his hair out of his eyes.

"About as much as you trust me," she replied. He smiled that goofy smile of his.

"That'll have to do!" he exclaimed, lifting a lever behind her. The whole room started to rumble. "GERONIMO!"