Hello. I finally wrote the River chapter. Apologies to MysteriousMindBlockedHeart for the long wait. I didn't mean for it to take this long.

I wrote this chapter so that it fits between Amy and Rory's bedroom and Clara's bedroom. I thought that that would be the most plausible place for it to be. Anyway, I hope you enjoy it.

He stood and faced River's door, frantically trying to wipe away his tears. She wouldn't have appreciated them getting her favorite carpet wet.

He studied the wooden door as his tears subsided. It looked like any other door leading to a professor's office that you would find at a university campus. On the smoked, sound proofed glass, "Professor River Song" was etched. As his tears fully stopped, he stepped forward and wrapped smartly like she always liked him doing whenever she stayed. After a few moments of pretending to wait for an answer and knowing he would get none, he slowly opened the door and walked inside.

He immediately tripped over the TARDIS blue rug on the floor. He chuckled as he hoisted himself off the floor and remembered all the times his previous incarnation had done that and had been laughed at by River. He looked around and took in the sparsely furnished bedroom. She never stayed for long and when she did come, everything she brought was necessary and was taken with her when she left.

He went and sat on the one piece of furniture that could be sat on. The blue comforter that matched the rug, whisped slightly in the silence. His eyes fell on the only piece of furniture in the room.

There were only two things on River's nightstand. The Doctor tentatively picked up the framed photograph of River's parents. It had been taken when River had still been known as Mels. Amy's eyes were filled with joy as she laughed, hanging onto Rory's shoulder for support. Rory seemed to be in his own little world as he stared lovingly at his future wife. The Doctor quickly put it down before he could start crying again.

His eyes then fell on River Song's diary. He hesitated before reaching out and picking up. he held it in his hands for a few minutes before slowly opening the front cover. In River's handwriting, the word "spoilers" adorned the front page like a warning. The Doctor smiled and ignored the warning as he flipped to the next page.

He started to read about his and River's adventures from her point of view. Half way through, he started to cry. His tears fell and dotted the pages of his wife's diary of their adventures. When he reached the entry of their last adventure together, he slammed the book shut and stared at the front cover. Tears started to fall in earnest and he started to sob uncontrollably. He hastily put the book back on the nightstand and fled the physically bare, but memory filled room.