2-1 The Anger
River
The familiar whoosh of tardis was a godsend to me. I put on a happy face for him and stood up.
"Honey, I'm home" he shouted.
"Hello sweetie" I replied.
It was our standard greeting. How it started it did not now but we always greeted ourselves with it.
"So were are we?" he asked.
"Guess" I said, my voice reflecting my mood turned bitter.
"That bad, so either America, Demon's Run, Manhattan or Silencio." He said, shrugging it off.
"What do you think?" I bitterly said.
"Judging by your foul mood, Silencio" he deducted.
"Great deduction, Mr Genius" I sarcastically said.
"River, it's alright" he calmly said.
"No it is not alright. You left me there in that spacesuit with the silence and Kovarian. Then I had to relive it knowing what I did and Amy was distraught but I couldn't tell them." I angrily said.
"I had to, you know I did. My death was faked what would have been accomplished if they knew I was still alive" he said, defensively.
"You could have found a way." I angrily whispered. "Anyway, to the tardis?" I said in an effort to lighten the mood.
"To the tardis" he confirmed.