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Chapter 10 - Fantastically Curly Hair

Travelling through the vortex was beginning to feel like second nature to Sabrina now, the more she was there the more familiar it became. All the colours ever imagined, all the unfathomable space ready to be explored.

Who did she want to visit next?

Rose - a sweet girl... If a bit clingy. She'd already met her.

Sarah Jane - her favourite... She'd go back to her eventually. Maybe visit her and her son, Luke.

Jack – handsome devil, and Torchwood was a fun place.

Donna - simply brilliant, nothing else needed saying.

Sabrina still wanted to meet Martha, although there was someone in particular who she wanted to meet even more so. The woman who's parents were the (11th) Doctor's best friends, the woman who new how to keep the Doctor in line, the woman who's curly hair knew no boundaries.

River Song, Melody Pond – the child of the TARDIS. That made Sabrina... Certainly not her mother, auntie maybe?

Before she could think of a safe place where she knew she'd find River, Sabrina's feet were touching down silently on the smooth floor of a library, in the middle of a crowd of people all wearing white spacesuits who payed her no attention. She spotted the Doctor not too far away, Donna stood behind him watching him work.

"Pretty boy, with me," A woman with fantastically curly hair called to the Doctor, who didn't know he was being talked to. The woman was River Song, Professor River Song, and she stopped when she noticed the Doctor wasn't following her. "Pretty boy, I said with me."

The Doctor looked up this time to see River staring at him, before he looked down at Donna and his eyes widened in realisation, "Oh, I'm pretty boy."

"Yeah," Donna grinned. "Oops, that came out a bit quick."

"Pretty?" the Doctor focused on that particular word as he scrunched his nose up.

"Very pretty." Sabrina replied flirtatiously, talking for the first time.

"Hello, stranger." the Doctor grinned a winning smile, picking her up in a hug as he made his way over to Professor Song.

The Doctor set Sabrina onto her feet as the two reached Professor Song, the Time lord leaning against the table as the curly haired woman began riffling through a white bag – pulling out a used and abused blue diary that looked uncannily like the outside of the TARDIS. Not taking any notice of them, the Doctor cleared his throat to get her attention.

"Thanks." was all Professor Song said.

"For what?" the Doctor asked, he hadn't done anything yet.

"The usual, for coming when I call," She replied flicking a few pages into her diary before she looked up and into the eyes of Sabrina. "I was wondering when you'd eventually show up."

"That was you?" the Doctor asked as his eyes widened slightly, thinking back to why himself and Donna were at the Library in the first place - because he'd gotten a message on the psychic paper.

"You're doing a very good job acting like you don't know me," River commented as she looked up from the book to the Doctor. "I'm assuming there's a reason."

"A fairly good one actually, yeah." The Doctor agreed, his eyebrows furrowing as he glanced at Sabrina before back at Professor Song.

"Shall we do diaries, then? Where are we now?" River asked, flicking through a few pages before studying the Doctor briefly. "Going by your face, I'd say it's early days for you, yeah? Crash of the Byzantium, have we done that yet?" - the Doctor gave her a blank stare - "Obviously ringing no bells."

"Wouldn't be the first time..." Sabrina muttered with a grin, Professor Song chuckled at that as she continued flicking through the pages in the blue diary. "Right, um... Picnic at Asgard, have we done Asgard yet?" River asked as she looked up at the Doctor with a dreamy smile, but she was given no answer. "Obviously not. Blindly, very early days then. Life of a time traveller, never knew it could be such hard work."

"You'd be surprised." Sabrina commented.

"Look at you," River said, finally taking notice of the Doctor's appearance. "You're so young."

"He's really not, you know. " Sabrina giggled, wrapping her arms around the Doctor's waist and cuddling into his chest after seeing him pout.

"No really, he is. His eyes... You're the youngest I've ever seen you..." She disagreed.

"You've seen me before then?" The Doctor questioned.

"And you... You're so..." River began, turning her attention to Sabrina.

"Beautiful? Mysterious? Powerful?" Sabrina grinned as she thought of suggestions.

"Quiet." Was River's choice.

"Oh... Well... Okay..." It wasn't what Sabrina had expected to say the least, she didn't think she was quiet.

Looking back to the Doctor, River's eyes became heartbroken at the lost look in the Time lord's dark brown orbs, "Doctor, please tell me you know who I am."

Sabrina lost her smile, knowing how hurt Professor Song (her little Melody Pond) must have felt at finally coming to the end of her journey.

River had known, since she first met the Doctor, that their lives were backwards, his future was her past. She had met him for the first time when he'd already known her, it was understandable that one day he'd meet her for the first time and she'd already know him. Still, it didn't make it hurt any less when that moment finally came.

"Who are you?" The Doctor asked, not knowing how much pain those three little words caused.

This was the moment Professor Song's world came crashing down on her. She would have said something back, had a beeping alarm not started. Beep, beep. Beep, beep. Beep, beep.

"River..." Sabrina frowned at the defeated expression on her face, she stepped over and enveloped the fantastically curly haired woman in a hug. "My little Melody..."

"I knew this day would come." River replied, hugging back the woman who was like a second mother to her, sniffing her nose a little as it began running slightly.

"I know," Sabrina comforted her. As River was the child of the TARDIS, and Sabrina kind of was the TARDIS (in spirit and in mind), she cared for a river as if she were her daughter - feeling protective of her and wanting the best for her special little Melody. "But just because he's not your Doctor doesn't mean he's not the Doctor. You have the chance to make his first meeting with you matter, so make it count."

"I know."

"Right?" Sabrina asked, pulling away to look at River straight in the eyes.

"Right," River nodded as Sabrina wiped beneath her eyes with her thumbs. "You're always right."

"And don't you forget it," Sabrina grinned, earning a small laugh from River before she shooed the Professor over to the others. "Off you go, help out."

The moment, as touching as it was between the two, had been brief. Mere moments long.

All that River needed.