Author's Note:Sorry, I got behind on updates, don't hate me, I am but a lowly college student and life does catch up with me sometimes. So, Luke is going to be extremely out of character, I do realize that. I just wrote him into the story because I needed someone with his telepathic abilities without having to come up with another completely original character.

Pairings: Like I said there are some pairings in this story, when I wrote not a romance in the summary it was meant to imply that the Doctor and Leah would not become romantically involved. The pairings in the story so far are: 11/River and Luke/Leah.

Dedicated:To all my lovely followers!

Disclaimer:I do not own Doctor Who; if I did then we wouldn't have so much time to wait before Series 7 continues. But Leah Jackson is all mine, mine, mine!


Chapter 7:Oops...Spoilers

Before the protest was out of his mouth the pirate hat was suddenly shot off of his head. They all turned to look behind him where they saw a woman with big, blond, curly hair re-holstering her gun. And Leah's breath caught in her throat as she heard the woman address the Doctor.

"Hello, Sweetie."

River was standing there smirking at the Doctor.

"River, why must you always destroy my hats?" The doctor lamented.

"Sorry, sweetie, but you're the only one who actually things they are cool. No kiss for your wife?"

He walked up to her and kissed her cheek.

"Hi, honey, welcome home."

Just then River noticed the other occupants of the library. "Replaced my parents so soon, Sweetie?"

The Doctor was intrigued. River was from his future but she didn't know Leah?

"Honey, how could you forget our kids?" he asked. If she didn't know who Leah really was then at least he could have some fun and watch someone else look confused for a change. River looked at him shocked. He feigned embarrassment. "Oops, spoilers."

Luke decided to speak up. "We are not your children."

River smirked at the Doctor as his face fell.

"Yes, thank you, Luke. I was only joking with my wife."

"Luke Smith, Sarah Jane's son?" River guessed.

"Yep, that's the one."

"And the girl?"

"Hi," Leah finally stood up from her place on the ground to shake River's hand. "Leah Jackson." She looked in River's eyes searching for recognition, but found none. She shared a look with Luke, and they both knew they would be having a long talk later.

"Nice to meet you, Leah, Luke. I'm Professor River Song, the Doctor's wife. How did you come to travel with the Doctor?"

The Doctor opened his mouth to reply, but Luke beat him to it.

"Leah was babysitting a child kidnapped by Sontarans, and the Doctor rescued the baby and took Leah along with him. Leah and I went to University together, so I decided to join them."

"Well, isn't that a lovely coincidence." River smiled. Luke and Leah flinched as she said the word. They hoped that they wouldn't have to explain Leah to River, yet. But the Doctor hearing that word would definitely set him off into it.

"Yes, coincidences, Leah seems to be covered in them and possibly a paradox or two. It's a miracle, in fact, that you two don't know each other."

"Never seen her before in my life." She pulled out her journal. "Now then, where are we?" Leah's eyes widened at seeing it, which no one seemed to notice but Luke.

"I visited Jim the Fish again last week." The Doctor said.

"That's linear with me!" River exclaimed. "Well, sort of, it was two days ago for me."

The Doctor smirked as he adjusted his bowtie. "Just can't stay away can you, honey?"

"Shut up."

"Make me."

"You're so conceited. I'm just escaping. My work load has increased so much since I became a professor. I'm starting interviews tomorrow for a teaching assistant, so many papers to grade, as well as having to keep up my own research. It's either the assistant or a clone."

Once again Leah's eyes widened. She grabbed Luke's hand. "Well, we'll just let you two catch up then. We'll be in my room." They quickly ran out of the room surprising River and the Doctor with their suddenness.

"River, are you sure you don't know her? You're not just holding back spoilers?" He asked as he squinted to look in her eyes so he could detect any hints of deception.

"I swear." She said as she crossed her heart in a promising motion.

"Well then, she just keeps getting more confusing." Of all the people that Leah knew he was sure that River was one of them. Their personalities were just so similar.


"Of course, how could I not be a paradox?!" Leah was pacing in her room as Luke sat on her bed watching her.

"Oh, come on. You couldn't have known that." Luke tried to reassure her.

"No, but now that I do it's just so obvious now. I always thought I got that job too easily. And big surprise, I was probably only hired because she met someone with the same name as me before she hired me. The Doctor's probably in there right now telling her everything he knows about me. God, she only hired me to keep an eye on me." She choked back a sob and Luke engulfed her in a hug and lowered her to sit with him on the bed.

"Hey, shh, you know that's not true. River loved you. It might have started because she noticed a coincidence and held you close, but what in our lives doesn't work like that?"

She chuckled. "Good point. I just never expected to see River again. Let alone a version of her who doesn't know me, yet. It just hurts so much. I don't know how she did this when the Doctor didn't know her, yet. And it was so difficult not hugging her on site when I know how she dies. I hope she doesn't visit much. I don't think I could handle it. And a gun?! She's just too comfortable with a gun. I must have forgotten about that, or blocked it out. I thought that I would be fine with the Doctor, he hates guns. Why would he be so okay with her using one?"

"Yes, she doesn't know you yet. Yes, she is more comfortable with a gun, but even if she visits a lot you should be fine, though we both know that it's probably unlikely. If the Doctor knows that he and River are married and are this comfortable together, then you know there aren't many more visits for her in his timeline, which we happen to be linear with. Just look at the Diary if you don't believe me. It'll be okay. We can get through this." He gently kissed her on her lips and she jumped back in surprise.

"Together."

"Even the guns?" she asked shyly.

"Even the guns," he smiled.

And she snogged him for all he was worth.


"Where is she?"

Leah was pacing up and down the alley where she was waiting for her friend, Emily. She had never really like America to begin with, but Emily was the first friend she made there so she decided she would always remain loyal to her. The last traumatizing event in her life caused her to use her vortex manipulator for only the second time in her life. She had landed in Kansas 1980. When all the kids made fun of Leah for her British accent Emily helped her work all night until she could speak flawlessly with an American accent.

Once she accomplished this, making other friends was no problem and soon the entire group home loved her. She never did get adopted and soon she and Emily were the oldest kids there. A lot of the kids saw Leah as a mother figure. She always read to them from that blue journal that she cherished. She told them that it was just a story, fiction, but she knew in her heart that they were true. Emily would ask her repeatedly about it, since it was all handwritten, if Leah herself had written them. She would always say, "No, but I did love the person who did. She's the closest I'll ever have to a mother."

Now she was pacing up and down the alley waiting on Emily to show up in 1986. Since they hit their teen years Emily had fallen in the wrong type of crowd. She had started dating and every guy she dated was a loser. Leah tried to help her see this, but she was just blind to it, it seemed each new guy was worse than the last. Today, Emily had asked her to come meet her in this alley so that they could go run an errand together for her latest boyfriend. Leah hated the idea, but Emily started complaining that they had any time for each other anymore.

Finally Emily showed up, but her boyfriend was right there beside her, holding her arm in a way Leah was sure had to be painful. Just as they were approaching Leah she saw a car driving past the alley opening and saw a gun out the window pointed at Emily. She panicked and jumped in front of the gun as it fired.

Time slowed down, which Leah didn't think was possible since she could already feel the Earth turning on a regular day. Emily was over her instantly and screaming hysterically, but her boyfriend quickly pulled her up and dragged her away.

Leah slowly got up and noticed that the gun had pierced her liver; she forced herself to get up and head for the group home. She wrapped her jacket around her waist just so that no one would notice the wound and made it upstairs to her room without drawing attention to herself.

Once inside she quickly grabbed a bag and packed it. She didn't need much, just her favorite books: "Journal of Impossible Things", "The Angel's Kiss", and that TARDIS blue journal. She stuffed them all in her bag and snatched her vortex manipulator out from the top drawer of her dresser. She had to get out of there before anyone had time to notice what happened next and ask questions.

She quickly set the manipulator to random and vanished. When she landed she stumbled as usual, she really hated using that thing. But it was no worse than the process her body was already going through. She quickly focused on an age, she didn't worry about what she looked like; she just didn't want to end up a pre-pubescent child. Again. She started glowing and suddenly she burst with time energy as her body killed every cell and grew completely new ones.

Once it finished she took in her surroundings, she noticed how lucky she was to have landed in a women's restroom. She quickly went to the mirror to appraise her new form.

"Well, still blond, of course, third body and they've all been blond. Oh well, at least I don't have to go through puberty again, though just barely. Let's call this body about…14. Alright, let's go see where exactly I've ended up so I can find the nearest group home."

She walked outside of the restroom and tried to find the nearest newsstand to purchase a paper.

"2006, not a bad year, should be easy. That's the when, now the where…Cardiff?!"


The next day River was interviewing prospects for her TA position. So far she was having absolutely no luck, none of these applicants showed any promise of having any real drive for archeology. A new applicant came in and River asked before looking up, "And what are you called?"

"Leah Jackson."

River's head shot up. She had just met a Leah Jackson yesterday, but this young woman neither looked nor sounded like the one travelling with the Doctor, sure she was still blond, but her American accent was absent and replaced with a British one. She briefly read over her resumé. "Well, you're resumé is quite impressive, Leah. Why are you interested in archeology?"

The young woman smiled, "I absolutely love history. I seem to have a real brain for it."

"She's covered in coincidences, and possibly a paradox or two."That's what the Doctor had said about her.

"Well, Leah, you've got the job. Welcome to the Luna University's Archeology Department."