Author: Although there are 3 Doctors, essentially, they're all the same person. So they will be referred to as if they are interacting with themselves... which in a technical sense... they are. Slightly confusing, I know, this is what happens when Doctors collide...
"So time is all wibbly wobbly then" the large eared Doctor pondered quietly.
"Yep," he replied offering another peanut to their oldest incarnation.
"All... Wibbly and wobbly..." he confirmed lifting the peanut slowly to his mouth.
"Isn't this going to create a paradox...? Doctor... I'm pretty sure you aren't supposed to meet yourself like this..." River looked at the three Doctors squashed side by side on the sofa. Her Doctor was squished between the pair looking quite ruffled as he was continuously offered peanuts.
"A paradox... No... No we're all supposed to exist... We're just not supposed to meet... It's different... It's..."
"... It's a bit weird..." his Tenth self interrupted. Every eye turned to him with an unimpressed stare, "... Just me then..." he delved into the packet of nuts only to find that he'd offered the last one to himself. He frowned at the empty bottom before side glancing at himself slowly raising the peanut to his lips. He quickly snatched it back from the bow tied Doctor and thrust it quickly into his mouth.
"Ha!" he cried triumphantly chewing it as fast as he could.
"My peanut..." the Doctor whimpered sadly looking down at his empty hand.
"Forget the peanut," River cut in sharply, "Something has gone very wrong here"
"Time can only go wrong if an important event was displaced or meddled with..." the Doctor's Northern accent piped up.
In the middle the Doctor looked incredibly sheepish, "Ah ... Well ... I may have something to do with that then..."
"What did you do?"
The Doctor pointed to River stood before them; "She should be dead... In The Library..."
The two younger Time Lords stared at River.
"So we throw her into the Eye of Time then..." With the peanut container flung over his shoulder the Doctor rose up from his seat.
"No!" The Doctor cried in protest.
"I agree..." the other Doctor added also standing up, "It's the easiest way to fix it... Throw her in... She'll be spat back out in the right place and time and boom... Fantastic!" he beamed at River who stared coolly back at him, "Can I be there?" he added turning back to the Doctor.
"Maybe..."
"Were not doing this! There must be another way!"
River folded her arms looking exasperated, "I told you that you were hard work young..." she groaned.
"Look... Stop... Listen to me. Please. There has to be another way to fix this. Is this even such a bad thing?" he looked around at his former selves, "When did we ever get our own way...?" he turned to his ninth form, "Is it fair that you have to regenerate to save Rose? You'd hardly got started and the Daleks put it all to an end," he turned his head to his tenth form, "And you," he said, "I know you didn't want to go. Now just think... for a moment... Think about all the work we've put into this Universe, and think of how little we got in return... I love River, and I know... That you don't understand that yet. But it makes sense that she stays... She's everything. I gave you back Rose," he added quickly, hoping to sway their decision.
The two Time Lords glanced at one another, a glint sparked in their eyes.
"Nahh," they agreed childishly.
In a joint effort they scooped up the shocked River Song and began to march towards the doorway with her.
"No!" the Doctor cried rushing after them.
"Boys," Rose soothed quietly as they neared her, "Boys..." she put a hand gently upon the Tenth Doctor's cheek, "Wouldn't you risk the Universe for me?"
The pair looked around River at one another, in silent agreement they lowered the Professor to the ground.
"What do you have in mind? And it had better be good," the youngest Doctor warned folding his arms impatiently.