Not One For The Diary

Memory Fifty: Do You Trust Me?

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Author's Note: As if you've all stuck with me for fifty parts! That is insane. And completely fantastic. I love you all and thank you so much to everyone who takes the time to review each part. *happy dance* This one is an early/mid River I imagine her being late 20s early 30s here. This part is dedicated to freakedoutgeek as an apology for all the angst I've been putting you through! That is about all I have to declare for this one. So, enjoy my loves…

"We really need to make a run for it, sweetie." River whispered as they stood huddled in the corner, anxiously watching the patrol that went by.

"As much as I love running, and I really do love running, I don't know if that's quite the best idea right now." The Doctor replied in an equally quite voice. Why was it always the creatures with the exceptionally good hearing they ended up hiding from? And why were they always intent on hunting them down and capturing them? One day, he thought, he would take her to a planet when they didn't have to flee from it a few short hours later.

"Well it's either run or get locked in here when they shut it for the night in a few moments. And you know as well as I do that these guys take their security very seriously, and their nights are very long." River said with her eyebrow raised and her arms folded. He was going to fight her on this- she could just tell. It would be so much easier if he just accepted she knew what she was talking about, she thought with a sigh. But that was never likely to happen.

"Yes, I know that." He said with a slight tinge of frustration in his voice. Sometimes she talked to him like he was so stupid. "But just running into the middle of a procession does not seem like the smartest idea."

"It's the only idea that will work, and it's mine so of course it's the smartest idea." River snapped. "Now come on. Trust me on this one." He looked at her deeply and she saw something soften in his expression. "You do trust me, don't you?" Her voice hovered somewhere between jokey and unsure.

"Trust you, my darling River Song?" He turned so he was facing her completely and placed one hand each side of her face. "Always and completely, with my life. Remember that." His eyes bore into hers and he wanted to make sure that she understood. That she would know, forever, that this was how he felt. He knew that she would need this knowledge to get her through the times when he pushed her away and hurt her. He thought back to those days, so early for him, when he'd spat so many words out at her in frustration and spite and it made him feel sick. He knew he could never take it back, never change it, but maybe he could make up for it so she would know, when that fateful time came for her, that it wasn't how he really felt.

"Good." She grinned and he lent in to kiss her quickly, pulling her closer to him. He kissed her with everything he had and ever would have. He wanted her to know, for now and forever, just how much he loved her and that he would follow her to the end of the universe. She moaned softly at the intimacy of his kiss and his hands began to wander excitedly across her body, coming to rest on her bum and grabbing it so he pulled her even closer to him as she wrapped her arms around his neck. It wasn't until his hands started roaming under her shirt that River realised where they were and pulled herself away with a groan.

"None of that now." She smirked as she slapped his hands away and he pouted. "You are terrible. One day your ability to be so easily distracted by my body will land us in serious trouble."

"It would be worth it, though." He said as he tried to wrap his arms around her again.

"Not now!" He words were stern but she smirked as she wriggled out of his grasp. "First we escape and then when we're in the TARDIS, then and only then, you can do whatever you want."

"Is that a promise, Miss Song?" He muttered seductively.

"Would I lie to you?" She grinned cheekily.

"Oh, yes. All the time." He laughed gently.

"Well I'm not this time." River smiled. "Trust me?"

"Always." The Doctor smiled at her as she held out her hand to him. He caught it and held on tightly, never wanting to let go. And together they ran.

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