"It's an abandoned planet full of books, mum. There's hardly anything dangerous about that. Stop worrying so much."
"You really should just stay home...Can't Sheldon or one of your other assistants go for you?"
River let out an exasperated sigh.
"I'm going. End of." she said, throwing the last of her tools into her bag.
Amy sighed and stopped arguing. She knew once River had set her mind on something, there was no stopping her.
"I'll only be gone a few days." River said, sitting to tie her boots. "You can lecture me all you want when I get back."
A hand ran over her now visibly protruding belly and she yawned.
"Maybe you should get some sleep." her mother suggested, trying one last plug as she moved River's bag to the floor and pulled down the blankets on her bed.
"I'm leaving in fifteen minutes." she laughed, pulling the blankets back up and throwing the bag over her shoulder.
"River you can't go! You have to go in for your check up. Don't you want to know if the baby is a boy or girl?"
River rolled her eyes. "You don't have to find all that out at exactly 20 weeks. Any time after that works perfectly fine. Plus, I'll have time for all of that in three days when I'm back. We'll be late for my transport if we don't hurry."
She left Amy sulking in her room and found Rory in the kitchen.
"Are you almost ready?" she asked, setting her bag on the counter and adjusting her tank top. She might be pregnant, but that didn't mean she had to wear frumpy clothes that would get in her way.
He nodded. "You should eat something before we go." he insisted, placing a plate full of fresh fruit in front of her, meaningfully.
She nibbled on a strawberry as he tied his shoes.
"There's plenty, dear. Eat." he said, noticing her hesitance.
"That's alright." she said, setting down the rest of the strawberry, "I'm not really hungry. Can we just go?"
"Amy! Let's go!" Rory called.
She appeared at the bottom of the stairs, purse in hand and a look of annoyance and worry on her face.
"What's up, Ames?" he asked, noticing her mood.
She said nothing, walking strait past him and out to the car.
"Oh, she's just upset that I'm leaving. She'll be fine. Shall we?"