Beep. Beep. Beep. Beep.

She danced her way down each corridor and through the gates, heels echoing with every step and flashing red lights illuminating her blonde curls as she went.

"Doctor Song! Doctor River Song! You aren't authorized to just walk out of here!" She turned to see her warden, and smiled innocently at him.

"Oh, boys, I'm just popping out for some fresh air! It won't take but a minute."

"Doctor Song, we're in orbit. There's no such thing as 'fresh air' out there."

"Oh, yes. Silly me, must have forgotten again. Don't wait up for me!" She said blowing him a kiss before throwing herself out of an empty escape pod and into the waiting doors of the TARDIS.


20 minutes earlier

The Doctor was in the Control Room pin-pointing River's location and Sherlock ran off to he and John's room to finish some experiments. Which left Amy, Rory, and John to settle into a cosy corner of the Library.

"So, Rory, you're a doctor, right?"

"Well, uh, no I'm a nurse right now but I'm going to be a doctor."

"Oh, well, do you like it? I mean, is it difficult?"

"Why? Do you want to be doctor John?" Amy asking, peeking up from her book.

"Yeah, I mean, I've been thinking about it. I'm actually more interested in joining the army."

"Wait, are you serious?" Rory stared at him incredulously.

"John, a solider? You realise you'd have to actually kill people! You will have to shoot them!" Amy and Rory knew they were thinking the same thing. They just couldn't see John as a soldier, he always looked so kind and innocent in his jumpers.

"I'd be a doctor! An Army Doctor, you know? I'd really only be going out as a medic and the gun would just be for extra precautions." He knew what was going through his friends minds, his mother had reacted much the same way.

"That's what you really want then? To be an Army Doctor?" John nodded and Rory was satisfied enough with the conversation to go and find himself a book.

"You'll make a brilliant doctor, John. I remember how you were with Jackson on the pirate ship, and Sherlock last night. Have you talked to him about this?"

"About being a doctor or being in the army?" She just stared at him. He knew he didn't really have to ask, it was obvious. "I mean, he'll understand right?" She just kept staring at him as Rory came and sat back down next to her. "Well think of it this way, by the time I'm deployed he'll be going to Uni! He'll have to focus on his own things, and on being a genius and solving everyone else's problems. He'll be busy with new experiments and pissing off Mycroft. Right?"

"Er, well John, I don't think Sherlock will really-" Rory and Amy jumped off the couch, and John's head snapped up, the three of them startled by a loud crash from somewhere in the TARDIS.

"John..JOHN! MY EXPERIMENT WENT WRONG. I NEED YOUR HELP!" Sherlock shouted out to him, causing John to jump up.

"Jesus..Sher- YEAH HOLD ON, I'LL BE RIGHT THERE!" He shouted back, looking between Amy and Rory before running out of the Library. "I'm sorry, we'll talk later. I've got, got to..er. Bye!" He shouted over his shoulder, stumbled over his feet slightly.

"They'll be alright. They'll be fine. Won't they? Amy?" She nodded slightly, giving him a tight smile before resting back on the couch. They relaxed slightly after a few minutes of calm and quiet, cherishing the few moments of rest they got while with the Doctor. Though it was short lasted, and they soon heard the familiar whoosh vworrrp of the TARDIS, and ran to the Control Room, arriving just before Sherlock and John did. Both of the boys were flushed and red around the lips with their fingers intertwined, earning more smirks from Amy and Rory. The TARDIS doors flew open and River gracefully fell through them and into the Doctor's arms.

"Hello sweetie." She smiled at him, her eyes sparkling. Oh, I really had been too long since she last saw him. "Hello Amy, Rory. My, Doctor, you have been busy. You must be-"

"Sherlock, Sherlock Holmes. Why are you in prison?" He asked, cutting her off, eyes narrowing.

"Oh, I nearly forgot how clever he is. Spoilers." She said with a wink. "And you are John Watson." He dropped Sherlock's hand and offered it to her, and shook hers, before putting it back into Sherlock's.

"Ah, yes, sorry. And you are?"

"Doctor River Song." Her eyes flickered over John and Sherlock, lingering slightly on their joined hands before she smiled slightly causing John to blush.

"Ah, doctor?"

"Archaeologist." She said with a smile while the Doctor rolled his eyes.

"Oh, right. But, we've never met. How exactly do you know me?"

"Time-Travel, John. It gets tricky." Sherlock explained quickly, and John nodded without really understanding.

"So, what in today's agenda? Where in time and space are we off to next?" She asked, jumping to stand then to the Doctor.

"No where. I need to ask you something." The Doctor's voice was suddenly like ice.

"And what's that, sweetie?" Behind the confusion on her face is anxiety, fear.

"Who is J. Moriarty?" he asked slowly. She paled visibly, a slight tremble starting in her fingers.

"Spoilers." She whispered stepping away from him, but the Doctor just followed her, the rest of the Control Room silent.

"No, River. You tell me. You tell me who he is!"

"I can't, you know I can't!" Her voice broke halfway through, and John stepped in.

"Wait a minute, just wait. I don't understand any of this. Why can't you tell us anything?" John said, placing himself between a now fuming Doctor and terrified River.

"I'm from the Doctors future. We're meeting in reverse order. I know his adventures and he knows mine, and sometimes we meet and have an adventure together."

"Okay, and you can't tell us about this Moriarty because you already know what's going to happen with him?" She nodded. "Right, so she can't tell us anything then."

"Yes, alright fine. Sherlock since you're so obviously dying to talk to River in private, go take a walk. John, come with me, I'll further explain River and I's..relationship. Ponds go and play!" The Doctor jumped up, goofy smile on his face again, and took John with him towards the Wardrobe. River and Sherlock went off to the Library and Amy and Rory just stayed in the Control Room, staring at the floor.

"Amy, I don't like this." Rory muttered after a couple minutes of silence.

"Oh, come on Rory, we've had worse." She laughed lightly when she said it, but she seemed to be trying to reassure herself more than Rory. She took Rory's hand in hers, rubbing circles into his wrists with her thumb.

"Amy, did you see River's face? I didn't believe that River was truly scared of anything before, I wouldn't have believed it if I wasn't right here! I mean, who is this guy? He's so awful River, of all people, is scared of him?" He whispered, pulling her tightly into his arms. She leaned into the embrace and stroked his cheek.

"Rory, we're with the Doctor and Sherlock Holmes. We'll be fine."

"Yeah, no, of course we will. You've got me, of course you'll be fine." He smiled at her and moved his hand to the back of her neck, pulling her to him until they lips met in the middle. Rory knew that no matter who or what they were up against, he would make sure Amy was safe.


"River, where can he be found?"

"I don't know." She answered quickly. He stopped walking, grabbing her arm to that she stopped as well.

"You're from the Doctor's future, yes?" She nods. "Then you know exactly who I am. Don't try to lie to me, it doesn't work."

"Sherlock, you don't understand! You can't just go looking for Moriarty, why would you do that!"

"Because there are some things he has done that have greatly effected me. Some rather bad things."

"He's a rather bad man." Her voice was emotionless but her eyes were full of sadness, heartbreak. They stared at each other in silence. His eyes narrow as he deduces her for a third time.

"Who did he force you to kill, River?" He whispered. Her eyes widened slightly, but she held her ground.

"Spoilers." But he couldn't be fooled, not Sherlock Holmes. He looked deep inside her, finding those locked away memories that she usually kept so well hidden. He nodded slightly.

"Oh, I see. Spoilers indeed."


"So River is.."

"From my future, yes. And I'm from hers. Why? I'm not sure yet. I met her when I wasn't me. Well, I was The Doctor, but a different one. A younger one. I was me, but I wasn't me. Do you understand?" John just stared blankly at him. The Doctor opened his mouth to explain further, but nothing came out and he just began waving his hands around. "When I first met River, I had no idea who she was and she knew everything about me. It was difficult and confusing. I found it hard to trust, still do, but it was a life or death situation. She told me what she needed to and gained my trust and then she was gone. A small time after I first met Amy, I met her again. Ever since we keep meeting. I don't know why it's like this, and she does." They walked out of the Wardrobe and slowly made they're way through the TARDIS halls as John let his words sink in.

"But who is she, Doctor? Some sort of friend, sure but who?"

"I have no idea." He muttered, not looking at John. John looked away from him and tried to figure out where they were, and was surprised when he actually knew where in the TARDIS they were walking to. Except..

"Doctor, how did we get here? Down those stairs is the Control Room, but we were on the other side of the TARDIS. We haven't been walking for that long!"

"Ah, yes. Sometimes I have Her change the walls if I need to get to a certain room."

"Change the..Why do you say her? As though she's alive?" The Doctor turned and frowned at him.

"She is alive, John. Don't you see that?"

"Well yeah, I mean she's alive I guess. But she's not real?" The Doctor was glaring at him now.

"Of course She's real! She's think you're being rude." He placed his hand on the wall, his expression akin to a fondness that was only directed to a lover. "I met Her once. Right before I met Sherlock. It was an accident, really. Her life was sucked out of Her and put into a human woman, Idris. Oh, she was good, she was very very good." He with a boyish grin, wide on his face, his hand still on he wall.

"So the TARDIS- She, was human? Did you call her Idris?" At this the Doctor looked up and down the hall quickly, blushing ever-so-slightly, leaned close to John and whispered,

"No, I called her..er, Sexy." There was a pause and then John let out a laugh, shaking his head.

"Doctor, you're in love with the TARDIS, you realise that?" John laughed lightly again when the Doctor just stuck out his tongue and murmured quietly to the wall, and walked into the Control Room to see Amy, Rory, Sherlock and River talking quietly. He joined them, leaning against Sherlock's back and tracing patterns on his back while they waited for the Doctor to return.

A few minutes later, the Doctor strolled in with a less-than-pleasant look on his face, tossed his psychic paper to Sherlock and began hitting buttons and pulling levers.

Hello Darling, hope you haven't missed me too much!

Come and play?

51.523482,-0.158167 November 1706

Don't make me wait, Sherlock.

J. Moriarty xx

"Where is that, Doctor? Where are we going?" Sherlock asked, passing around the message.

"Central London. A few miles off from where the London Eye is now." John looked up at him.

"Sorry, the London what?" Sherlock was looking at him, with similar confusion. Amy coughed softly.

"Too early Doctor, they have no clue what you're talking about."

"Right. Well its this big, er, Ferris Wheel thing in Central London. Oh forget it, you'll see it in about seven years? Yeah seven years. Anyway, Regents Park, you must know Regents park?" They both nodded. "Well, we're going a small distance from there. Hold on tight!" He shouted, and they took off.


Sorry for the wait! I know it's been a few days for me to update but I'm planning something big and it has to be perfect. Hope you like this chapter!