"Mr. Lux, none of this is adding up. What aren't you telling us?" River pressed. The team was gathered in their ship, hovering over the Library, trying to figure out a plan.
"Professor Song, I'd kindly remind you that this mission is to find out information about what happened here 100 years ago, not pry into my personal life. You haven't even signed your contract. What makes you think I'd just spell my life right out in front of you? You've got what you need to know, and it's all you're going to get. You are all dismissed. We'll descend in an hour." he hissed, trying to keep his temper down.
The whole journey here had been a struggle between the two. The team respected her over him and were drawn to obey her commands. The team rose to their feet and began to chatter as they went about their tasks. River stayed put, pretending to read the charts before her on the desk, but lost in thought.
She was going to need help. The kind of help that wasn't readily available to most individuals. She pulled out her psychic paper and fingered it, considering the results. It was stupid, yes, but she hadn't seen him in so long...And no one here knew she was pregnant. She was very careful to dress in her suit long before coming in contact with any of the team, just in case. She wanted them to know as little as possible about her. If she called him, they wouldn't say anything. And the suit hid it well...
Quickly, she scribbled on the paper and slid it back into her pocket, standing to get back to work.
She would never have guessed the results of that message.
He'd come, just like he always did. Except he was young and proud and stupid, not at all the Doctor she knew and loved, but she could tell in an instant that he was in there. The shock came when she pulled out her diary. He didn't know her. He just sat and stared at her like she was crazy.
The pain was unbearable. Here she was, his wife, the mother of their child, and he didn't even trust her. He didn't know who she was, and he could never know. He had to find it out himself, experience it all on his own, and that hurt her.
The team was in a panic after Miss Evangelesta and proper Dave were taken by the Vashta Nerada. They were running, always running. The shadows following with terrifying speed.
The running was starting to get to her. She was so tired, and the baby kept kicking her as if to tell her it didn't like it.
They paused their running for a moment and the team stopped to catch their breath. River breathed in deep and momentarily placed a hand on her stomach, mentally begging the child to be still. If she was going to keep them alive, she needed to feel less like she was going to be sick.
Almost immediately after she paused, she forced herself to focus on the problem at hand. This Doctor didn't know who she was, but somehow she'd make him trust her.
He looked shocked as she boosted the lamp with her screwdriver and he questioned her about it.
"You gave it to me." she said simply.
"I don't give my screwdriver to anyone." he said, still looking at her like she was untrustworthy.
"I'm not anyone." she shot back, adding in a little cheek without thinking about it.
This wasn't her Doctor, but she still felt the deepest of love for him. She knew time could be rewritten, but no matter what happened, he was hers, even if he was not quite finished yet.
But he will be, she thought, if we make it out of this alive.