Not One For The Diary

Memory Forty-Nine: Heart to Heart

Disclaimer: I am just a girl who has a minor (ahem) obsession with The Doctor & River. They are not my creations. Deal with it.

Author's Note: Sorry for the lack of updates in the past few days, my real life is being all sucky and demanding my attention *cries* how very rude of it, I know! Also sorry for any typos etc in this, I'm having to write it up very quickly at work! But here is one for you. This is a very early Doctor piece, I imagine it being after Day Of The Moon in his timeline. It originally sprang from an idea from Robin but it has kind of taken on a different direction to the one I intended so I hope you enjoy it!

"How long does it take?" The Doctor muttered sulkily as he tapped his foot impatiently and rubbed his arms in a vain attempt to warm his freezing body up. "I could have brought the TARDIS back at least ten times by now."

"Yes, my love, I know." River muttered soothingly as she shivered. She'd heard this rant a fair few times in the last hour they'd been stranded on the frozen planet. "But Amy and Rory are not you know whatever made the TARDIS act that way is not going to let them just fly it back that easily. You need to be patient, there's nothing we can do but wait and hope that they can find their way back."

"But I hate waiting." He pouted. "And I'm cold. Really, really cold. And all my warm clothes are in the TARDIS." River rolled her eyes as he folded his arms crossly. He was such an overgrown child at times.

"I'll see what I can do." River said as she pulled her backpack closer to her and began rifling through. "Ah I knew it was in here somewhere!" She said triumphantly as she pulled a blanket from the depths of her bag.

"I don't suppose you have another one in there, do you?" He asked hopefully.

"No I don't." River said flatly. "And you know as well as I do that it would be far more beneficial if we got under the same one." She smirked slightly at the bashful look that crossed his face.

"I don't… I urm don't think we should…" He stuttered, alarmed at the idea of being quite so close to her.

"I won't bite you. Come on, it's really cold." River laughed as she sat down with the blanket wrapped around her and lifted one side so he could come and sit next to her.

"I just don't know if it would be a good idea…" He murmured nervously as he chewed on his lip. Everything was so complicated with River. He wanted to sit next to her, to hold her and it was for reasons other than the bitter cold but he didn't know if he should let himself. Last time they met she'd kissed him and if he now started getting under blankets with her he had no idea what would happen. And these things shouldn't happen with a woman he didn't really know and wasn't sure if he could trust. And he shouldn't want them to happen, but he did.

"Fine. You stay there, but don't come crying to me when you get frostbite." River laughed lightly, trying to conceal her pain at his lack of emotion towards her. It killed her to see him like this but she couldn't, she wouldn't, let it show.

"I suppose I should really." The Doctor mused quietly, trying to convince himself there was a rational logic behind his actions, as he moved towards her. "Just because of the cold. It is very cold." He hovered next to her for a second before taking a deep breath and sitting next to her and pulling the blanket around them both. He felt her slip her arms around him and pull him to the ground so they were completely covered. He shivered slightly but thought it had little to do with the cold that was rapidly leaving him.

"I guess this isn't a good time to mention that we would warm up a lot quicker without our clothes on because it would transfer more body heat?" River grinned wickedly and the Doctor blushed.

"You are a very bad girl, Doctor Song." He muttered and River laughed loudly. They were so close he could feel it reverberating through him as she did and he was very aware that she could probably feel how much quicker this made his hearts beat.

"And you love it." She whispered seductively and he swallowed hard, finding he had no reply for once. He did love it. He loved it a bit more than he should, and he found he was loving her a bit more than he should. He didn't do this. He didn't have these strange feelings he couldn't explain for anyone, ever. But, he remembered with a jolt, as she'd told him on that fateful day- she wasn't anyone. And, as with everything else, it seemed she was right. He sat there, very quiet, feeling her wrapped around him, trying to figure out what on earth he had with this woman.

"What's going on in that brilliant brain of yours, sweetie?" River asked gently as she gazed up at him.

"Oh the usual. All of time and space running about in there getting all twistey and turney." He replied lightly, trying to dodge the real question.

"You know what I meant." River said sternly.

"I was just thinking about you, actually." The Doctor admitted grudgingly. He cursed silently as he felt himself blushing again. "It's so strange. I don't know you, not really, or who you are or who you've killed and why and yet-" He stopped suddenly because he felt something damp on his chest. He looked down quickly. "River are you okay? Are you… Crying?" He asked in surprise. He didn't know how to deal with crying women at the best of time but a crying River was completely too awful to contemplate.

"No." She said stiffly, not looking up at him and biting down on her lip hard to stop it from trembling.

"It's okay if you are, you know." He said gently, hoping this was the right thing to say.

"No it's bloody not." River snapped and the Doctor groaned mentally, obviously that was the wrong thing to say. "I never cry. Never. In fact I think this is the third time I've ever cried in front of you and it's so stupid."

"If it makes you feel better it's my first." The Doctor smiled gently.

"My last." River whispered as tears streamed down her face. "My everything." She chuckled slightly to herself.

"Sorry?" The Doctor asked in confusion.

"Don't worry. Earth Song. You'd know that. The other you, the older you. The one I'll never-" She broke off suddenly as she felt him lift her face up to meet his. He took a deep breath and lent down brushed his lips very gently, but very purposefully against hers.

"But… But…" River stammered as her eyes scanned his quickly. "You don't know me. You don't even-" The tears she never shed began to fall freely once again as he pushed a finger to her lips.

"I know. And I'm too old and too clever to get involved with someone I don't know completely. It would be a very stupid thing to do." He smiled as he kissed her again. He'd been dying to do that ever since he'd left her in storm cage. "But I don't think we should let little things like that stop us. Not when the alternative is so much more fun." He kissed her again because he could, because he wanted to- no matter what it meant and because he knew it would stop her crying and for some reason, some reason he couldn't understand just yet, he knew he'd do anything to stop this woman from being upset. And if it involved kissing her then that was a bonus for him.

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