Yay! Its deffo doctor/river! And ten/rose!
Soz, I kinda toned down the catfight a lot because I couldn't really imagine river doing it… but they are still annoyed at each other!
Dislaimer: I don't own doctor who, but im stealing the characters so I can pretend this really happened on tv (if the doctor and river kissed a bit more, for example, I would be very very very happy….) I am scared of what the moff will do to rivers and the doctors relationship today so this is my last chapter of the fanfic where I can still pretend that this is all true….
"Hello, I'm River, River Song,"
Rose was about to reply when a tall and skinny man came out of the house she had said was hers. He had spiky brown hair and was really rather handsome. When he looked at River there was a flash of recognition in his eyes, but it was quickly hidden.
"What are you up to, Rose?" he put his arm around her waist and pulled her towards him. Rose leant in. River almost sighed out loud in relief. Rose was obviously in love with that man. River decided to call him Pretty Boy in her head.
The Doctor had a different reaction though. His eyes went wide, and then he quickly composed himself. "Hey, can I talk to you for a minute?" the Doctor asked Pretty Boy, who nodded, shrugging at Rose. They walked a few metres away and the Doctor whispered something in Pretty Boy's ear. Pretty Boy pointed at the Doctor's bowtie and they both laughed, and embraced.
When they came back, River was the first to speak. "You know each other? Sweetie, tell me what's going on here, please!"
Rose shot River a thankful look and added, "Exactly!"
The Doctor looked away shiftily. "Well, you see…"
Pretty Boy looked as uneasy as the Doctor. "The thing is…"
"Spit it out!" Rose was getting annoyed at being kept in the dark. River could tell that didn't happen to her often.
"I'm him." The Doctor said, rather unhelpfully. Still, River understood right away. Pretty Boy was another incarnation of the Doctor. She could only hope it was a previous one, or she would be really annoyed at Rose.
"And he's me!" Pretty Boy grinned wonkily. Looking so like her Doctor that River hearts' twinged.
"Wait. So…" Rose pointed at the Doctor. "So you're the Doctor as well?"
The Doctor adjusted his bowtie "Yep!"
"Then… Who are you?" Rose pointed at River, somewhat rudely.
"I'm his-" River stopped in mid-sentence. She was about to say "wife" but that wasn't true for the Doctor yet. "I travel with him." She finished lamely.
The Doctor and Pretty Boy were looking at us anxiously, probably sensing the conflict between us. Oh the Doctor. He was never good at handling emotions, and definitely not good at handling his future wife and his ex lover.
"Come on, let's get inside then!" Pretty Boy took hold of Rose's hand, and River was pleased to notice the Doctor only looked a little bit sad.
"So, does anything interesting happen today? I mean, you've experienced it all before, haven't you, sweetie? You're Pretty Boy…" River trailed off as she noticed the Doctor's clueless expression, but mostly because the words Pretty Boy had slipped out of her mouth.
"Well, the thing is, that's not technically me. I mean it is, but it's the biological metacrisis version of me. So, actually it is me, but not…me," the Doctor struggled to explain. River rolled her eyes at him.
"To make it more simple, my previous regeneration, the one you call Pretty Boy," the Doctor frowned, probably jealous of himself. Typical, thought River. "… split in two to be with Rose forever… And this is the other half of me."
River understood now. As petty as it seemed, she was relieved that her Doctor wasn't the one hugging Rose in the doorway.
"Hey, come on! What are you waiting for?" Pretty Boy called. Although he was the Doctor as well, River decided to keep calling him Pretty Boy. It made things a bit less confusing.
The Doctor grabbed River's hand, not noticing the look Rose shot him. River felt smug. They walked inside and went into the living room, which was fairly normal, but themed on TARDIS blue. Pictures of Rose and the Doctor lined the mantelpiece and walls.
"Sit down," Pretty Boy gestured at the sofa friendlily. Everyone did so, Pretty Boy at the end, then Rose, the Doctor and River.
"We've got-" the Doctor started.
"24 hours until you need to get back to the TARDIS, I know. The last time it happened, we were both still me, remember?" Pretty Boy interrupted. He seemed a bit cleverer than the Doctor. River wondered if intellect could change with regenerations. But she definitely liked her Doctor best, no matter if he was more clumsy.
"Oh… yeah. I forgot that," the Doctor blushed tomato red, looking adorable. River hoped she was the only one who thought so but she couldn't see Rose's face to make sure. Then she caught her thought and felt really ashamed. It wasn't like her to be jealous of anyone. She was River Song, easy going and seemingly carefree.
"I'll go and make some tea. Brilliant, that's what tea is. You can never get enough tea, that's what I always say," Pretty Boy stood up and began to leave the room. The Doctor looked after him wistfully.
"I'll come too, I'm right, tea is fantastic. Definitely worthy of Geronimo status. Does wonders for your immune system…" the Doctor followed Pretty Boy, or should I say himself, out of the room.
"So… You travel with the Doctor?" Rose asked, looking at River sceptically. River shook her curls, annoyed.
"Of course, darling," River said patronizingly. Rose glared at her.
"The Doctor, me and him we're together now. He did some weird thing with his chopped off hand, and then boom! He got me my own Doctor!" Rose said, showing off a little.
River couldn't help smiling. "He does that," she replied.
Rose looked at her closely before answering. "Do you know him well, then?"
River almost couldn't believe she was being asked this question. "Better than anyone. But he doesn't know it yet."
Rose was slightly put out. "He's my boyfriend."
River wasn't sure what to say, but felt annoyed at herself for getting in this unspoken argument with a 19 year old girl. This was probably why she nearly shouted the next words. "And he's my husband!"
Rose looked at River in shock. The two women suddenly seemed to get over their differences and both grinned at each other. They both had their very own Doctors.
Outside of the room, both Doctors had been eavesdropping. "You've got yourself a tough one there," Pretty Boy remarked, laughing at the mortified expression on the Doctor's face.
"No… She's not… I'm not married to her," the Doctor stumbled finally, his face impossible going even redder.
Pretty Boy looked at him in confusion for a moment before he remembered the Library. Our timelines go in the wrong order, River had said. "Ah... Guess she just gave away some spoilers there!"
The Doctor grinned, pleased at having thwarted the great River Song for once. The idea of marrying her didn't seem so bad, at all. She did look very beautiful, even sitting there on the sofa in tracksuits and a vest top.
Hope you enjoyed! And no, that's not the end… Still got a few chapters to go… You haven't found out what the- no, not telling you. As River would say, spoilers!
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