Doctor Who: The Greatest Night Ever
Chapter 6
6 Years Later
Celebrations were gathering a pace as well leaving a party atmosphere amongst the temporary guests, the staff of Alphonse's restaurant, local businesses and of course Captain Jack Harkness. The Doctor normally jumped at the opportunity of throwing himself into a happy celebratory mood but he felt he couldn't keep up as much as he wanted to with River and Jack. Alphonse's restaurant was now 10 years old or in Darillium terms 'BeeQ X', people of this ever changing and beautiful planet, always used roman numerical terms to describe numbers.
River and Emilia had tasked themselves with planting flowers in the front garden of their now transformed house, which had recently modified itself into a countryside cottage - All thanks to Emilia's wristwatch object changer. Meanwhile Jack and The Doctor were watching archived footage of an episode of Life on Mars.
"Why the frowned face? Don't tell me, I reckon you're longing for one trip back throughout time and space?"
"No. I've been asked to give a speech because Alphonse credited me with his restaurant's formation. It's a funny thing I have with speeches, I've never given one to more than ten people before, which is uncommon ground for me, well this me, you know this face of mine." He seems to be grinning as well looking worried at the same time. Jack really cannot tell the difference either way, even while he listens and watches his longtime friend explaining this latest task of his to him.
"Oh I'm sure a Time Lord like yourself, can magic something up in that Gallifreyan mind of yours. I can't imagine it will be nothing too bad to worry about, you fretting yourself over more than one challenging task."
"How do you know, I'm worrying about something else other than my speech?"
"You keep looking over at River, with a 'I don't want to be responsible for holding you back from seeing your parents' look. Maybe you should take her back to New York to see Amy and Rory."
"How? How? How did you know that?..."
"I thought you might wonder how come I know so much about River's parents. She's told me almost everything... I think. I know you lost them to the Weeping Angels in Manhattan. You may think you can't go back and have that one last conversation with them but you can, there's always a way whether you like it or not Doc."
"I can't Jack, as much as I'd like to. Amy and Rory won't want to see me now. They'll have moved on with their life in Manhattan, become parents or even better for them, grandparents."
"What about Emilia? Wouldn't she want to meet her grandparents?"
As The Time Lord soon failed to provide a genuine answer, Jack presumed the two of them were finally finding ground during their latest conversation, by how they were quietly thinking on the same page as each other. Jack's suddenly convinced that this older, wiser yet unconventional regeneration of The Doctor's, probably hadn't grown on him well from the beginning and it had taken him while to deal with.
Sure he had a slightly skinny, stick insect look about himself, as well as the fact his eyebrows seem to have the constant habit of furrowing whenever Jack grilled him about how he was getting use to be a father and a loving husband.
Still he had to admit, The Doctor really had retained an amazing and remarkable look for a 2,000+ year old Gallifreyan such as himself.
"Since when did you add agony aunt to your growing list of occupations Jack?" The Doctor's strange sense of humour at last started to resurface, seeing as his body language was mirroring that of someone who didn't want to feel sad forever, who wanted to kiss love and happiness as much as he possibly can.
Soon enough Jack commented on how he came to be someone's saviour and help them with taking the next step in their alien life, from "yesterday's news" as he liked to think of it as.
"The moment I found myself having to give advice to a crying female Sontaran friend of mine, in one of the best bars in the universe. She got dumped by her boyfriend. So I decided to raise her spirits, simply by putting our names forward for some karaoke. The boyfriend tried his luck with getting back in her good books, thereby it was a shame about the timing because she didn't want to hear anything else he had to tell her."
Just what was Jack implying here? The Doctor couldn't tell properly. "Don't let River hear you suggesting this. The only memorable moments we got to spend together, involved the two of us stuck in Parisian dance hall amongst in 1920. To cut a long story short, River invented karaoke too early and wiped the floor with anyone who tried to outsing her."
"Can't say that surprise me about River." Jack expresses feels he's starting to finally understand his dear friend much more better.
"Oh and what might that be, Captain?" River asks, both her eyelashes flicker repeatedly while she awaits an answer from her husband and her friend. Their heads shoot round to face her. The two men hadn't considered the actual likelihood of their conversation would end up being overheard by River herself.
The Time Lord couldn't take his eyes off his wife, as soon as he saw her standing there smiling by the doorway of their kitchen, her arms gracefully folded. The most notable thing of all was her latest eye-catching dress and how beautiful she looked with her majestic softer wavy hair resting over the back of her shoulders.
"Well...that's a good question Sweetie because I don't have the answer, I'm sure Jack does." The Doctor gestures to Jack he ought to tell River what he meant.
"Hey what happened to our 'never tell a secret' pact Doctor?" Jack pretended to look shocked and outraged at being held accountable for this.
"Well there's no time like the present, while my shoes decide to put in an appearance. If you keep me waiting any longer Captain, I shall remove your kidneys and rearrange them as if they were a musical instrument for me to play. " She reminds Jack, she isn't one for waiting patiently for too long, for someone to respond to one of her questions.
"I was just suggesting you be good at trying your hand at karaoke, if it's an option at the party in Alphonse's restaurant tomorrow. You know I still can't believe this planet only sees daylight once every 7 years." Jack makes clear he and her husband were mentioning nice things about her.
"That's a very nice of you to tell me. Thank you Jack." She thanks him for his kind compliment.
"She's quite a dancer. River taught me the Cha Cha while blindfolded." The Doctor more than happily adds to the talk amongst the three of them.
"Really? that's quite an achievement. I've heard rumours Time Lords are known to be quick students, when it comes to performances." Jack said with a smile which turned into a knowing grin.
"Jack do you mind keeping an eye on Emilia? because I don't want her sneaking off on one of those free mini time-traveling trips again." Her motherly instincts truly served her exceptionally well, whenever Emilia takes it upon herself to rebel against her mother and of course that never does work in her favour.
"Yes Ma'am" Jack does a brief salute to her and gives a knowing wink, prior to him eventually leaving the couple alone together.
Once she knows they've successfully reclaimed their marital home to themselves at long last and as ever River cleverly forms a plan, to get the two of them out of the restaurant's massive celebrations. However smart she wanted to feel capable enough of presenting herself as, one of her weaknesses still heavily lingered within her many expressions.
"Sweetie."
"Yes Darling?"
"You look as though you've got an intriguing twinkle in your left eye there." The Doctor uses his left index finger to point to where he can see the corner of her eye sparkle and circles it round, in front of her.
"Nothing wrong with that." She defends herself perfectly.
"Oh and there's that curious, sneaky look you do when you think I'm not looking."
He wrinkles his left brow, giving a youthful, captivating look about him. He sees a joyful look across her face and takes this as his cue to take one step closer to her, literally standing centimeters away from his wife.
"One look I know so well and where it's most certainly capable of getting you...into as much trouble as possible." She isn't always too hard to figure out as he expects. Love still felt as though it were a curious lesson for him to be taught, however thankfully the ultimate strength of his affections for her and the close bond they shared, helped him to understand human emotion far better than before.
River flaunted a sexy smirk as she narrowed the gap between them and right away threw her arms around his neck. His eyes are locked with hers once again, all signs of attempted humour on his behalf vanish, only to now be replaced by something more meaningful and heartfelt.
"How true you are, Darling. I think it's a known fact trouble is my nature as well as being yours too." She laughs unashamedly and gives the back of his neck a gentle brief massage in the process.
"You see this is what happens everytime we meet in the wrong order; you start scheming when I'm not in the same room as you or even when I'm off my own adventure, therefore you obviously enjoy this being one of your favourite hobbies." The Doctor's face looked unsure of whether or not, he approved of her naughty and criminal antics.
"Well...well the truth is out. You're just as terrible at misbehaving more than me. Marrying Elizabeth the First even for you, I thought she would surely be someone out of your league and she would give you your marching orders once you told her, you couldn't stick around to spend time with her."
"Well for your information, things between me and Elizabeth ended on a bad note, one which I'd rather forget." Memories ironically had an interesting way of tripping him up now and again. However there was only the one memory that stuck with him; meeting a hostile Elizabeth again 30 years later after they married and fleeing from her, as soon as she shouted "Doctor my sworn enemy. Off with his head."
"You know, you never did tell me what actually happened between you and her, the last time you saw her." She knows he will admit everything anyway
"Spoilers... more like one to forget spoilers." He furrowed his left eyebrow, while he wondered whether he should leave her laughing her head off with this story.
River soon moved their talk on to other matters. "I can fix you up with a tie."
"I'm not really a fan of ties, they make my neck itchy. Why do you think I wear bowties instead, for me feeling the happiest moments of our life together on Darillium..." He wittered on perhaps slightly too much and of course in a bid to shush him, she was only to happy to place a finger gently across those delightful lips of his.
She gets the feeling he's taking her for granted - turning down a simple suggestion and opting for something he favorably prefers. Still she isn't willing to give up on winning him over with another of her recommendations.
The Time Lord could tell his comments hadn't been as well received as he thought they might be with her. Not one to be deterred by a silly remark, The Doctor suddenly had a brilliant idea in mind, one which she would make her extremely happy.
"If my memory serves me correctly, I think you suit wearing your blue and red bowties better than your other ones."
"Really?" He lips formed into a surprising pout upon listening to what she had told him. She sounded as if she was already coming round to the idea of bowties still being his appearances thing.
"Yes. Now can you get yourself ready please." She reminds him, he can't just turn up at the restaurant, what with him having forgotten he was still wearing his purple dotted long sleeve shirt and his tartan pyjama bottoms, they looked unwearable. She releases him from her embrace and steps away yet she maintains plenty of eye contact with him while he's thinking of what to wear for the party.
"That won't be much of a problem with you will it, darling?" She makes sure to check with him in the meantime.
"River I've attended a thousand parties, during each of my every regenerations. I've played the spoon, guitar, tap danced, flute and waved my arms around at most of them, I'd pretty much say that makes me of a legendary guest." The Doctor informs her, he's all too aware of what can be expected of him or any other guests when they turn up at a celebrations do.
"Just as long as you know." Her moist lips continue to express her quietest of feelings right there and then.
"Knowing's a fantastic hobby of mine." He hints with a side smile which she acknowledges right away. She gestures for him to hurry up, just as he's on the verge of disappearing into their bedroom for a brief moment or two. One thing River had learned about her husband's new body was his super-speed ability to get changed into different clothes.
He had adapted to fatherhood rather well over the years. For her facial features Emilia notably had her father's nose, attack-like eyebrows as well as having her mother's feisty attitude.
"Yes of course it is. Like I said when push comes to shove, it gets you or even the both of us stuck in certain situations against your enemies most of the time." She only says this as it's because she's so use to dealing with some of his shortcomings and his successful attempts at defeating the likes of the Daleks and the Cybermen.
She heard him mumbling to himself, which she presumed was in Scottish. She found the Scottish accent quite sexy, obviously he had picked it up during his many travels through the galaxy with her mother.
"Are you ready yet?" She called to him, once the ambiguous mumbling had stopped altogether and after she overheard drawers being opened.
"Hold your horses. I almost done." He responded straight away.
When he did finally finish changing his clothes in the bedroom, he reappeared in the living room and quickly showed he didn't want to keep his handsome, trendy new look under wraps from her any longer. The Doctor looked like he had stepped back in time to the 1960's with his look - his grey jacket, light and dark blue tartan patterned trousers, white shirt and red tie, complete with his usual Doc Marten boots.
"So what do you think?" He asks her, grinning.
She takes a couple of moments to take in every detail of how he looked now. She feasted her eyes on his tie, so he had surprisingly opted for the tie effect instead of the bow-tie effect.
"I thought you hated ties?" She asks him, her left brow looking vacantly arched and ever so curious as ever.
"I know I did but you seem to have forgotten one of my biggest rules... I lied." The Doctor admitted to not telling the whole truth about the ties he's worn in his previous bodies.
"You...Ba..." She almost cursed at him in response but held back, at the exact moment he closed the gap between the two of them. She gently cradled his cheeks with her thumbs before gazing up at him with such fondness.
"What? is it something I said?" He clearly gave her a fake look of confusion.
She shook her head and almost laughed, knowing all too well how capable and smart enough he always is, when it comes to him trying to fake a reaction.
River's hands then grabbed his shirt collar and pulled him down for a kiss. The loved up pair had become accustomed to kissing, making love and doing everything else a couple would do. Many of their kisses were tender and sexy. Naturally her husband was a magnificent kisser because the older and maturer he'd became, the more he'd begun to soften and relax into a kiss whenever her lips caressed his.
He slid his hand along her shoulder and the touch of his nimble fingers on the bare skin of her neck was electric, almost to the point of making her forget they were intimately stood together in the middle of the living room. She too, slid a hand round to the back of his neck, having a feel of his wonderfully soft, fluffy hair in the process.
As his kisses grew more confident and comforting, River was left to wonder whether they probably should put in an appearance at Alphonse's restaurant. She soon pulled away from his embrace and checked the time on her Apple watch.
"We've got 5 minutes left to get there to the restaurant."
"It's a three hour event. I told Aplhonse, the both of us will be there for the big speeches, which will be a hour's time. Bedroom?"
"But I spent ages spraying myself different times before the right dress appeared on me."
"If that's important, you really don't have to take it off you."
"I love this...my loving husband acting all thoughtful and helpful." She chuckled, eager not to waste any more time talking, she blissfully grabs his right hand and leads him towards the bedroom.
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River settled into a comfortable position above him while they resumed their kissing, without his knowledge she unzipped his trousers and slid her hand beneath it's fabrics, next she rested her hand against the side of his left bare thigh.
"What are you doing now?" He pulled away and asked as he nearly flinched once he felt her hand lightly caressing his thigh.
"Oh I think I know you as well as I know, what I'm doing. Hush my love and just relax." She whispers, her other fingers run freely and soothingly through his hair.
"River..." The Doctor seems to relish the marvelous and perfect sensation of her wandering fingers as they tended to and touched his bare skin. She thinks he looks so adorable and beautiful, the exact moment she sees his eyes firmly closed in concentration.
He wouldn't stop wriggling about, clearly he seemed like he was achieving great pleasure from the effects of her enticing and seductive antics. She smiles knowingly, knowing how her Time Lord husband's mind has always worked like regular clockwork, as well there being little difference between his last two bodies.
Soon as she increased the quality of her massage, he let out a softly moan like a kitten and then starts mumbling a sentence presumably in Scottish, she only wishes she knew what on earth the meaning of this sentence was in plain English!
"Oh...god! You know I'd swear right now but I'm forbidden to do so because a Time Lord can have their TARDIS or personal belongings taken from them, as a result of this." He talked at lightning speed, so quick as a matter of fact, she had to rewind this lovely moment between him and her, by using her new techno time projector watch.
As soon as she acknowledged what he said, she left the minutes of time to catch up with themselves.
The Doctor slowly opens his eyes. With wrinkles and everything, he gradually turns this around into one delightful smile.
"Enough of teasing me River. It's too predictable whenever you try this. Why not dazzle or thrill me with your lips instead." The Doctor's change in behaviour hardly surprises her. The couple had spent the most time they've ever been able to happily spend together. So many years in fact, for her to pick up on most of his not so smart comments.
She removes her hand from his thigh and her other hand from behind his head. He tries to sit up however River has a much better idea, she pins him back down on the bed and without saying a word, she starts to remove those amusing tartan trousers of his and then eyes her next target, his shirt.
"So much for taking things slow between us." He said unexpectedly, although River had sort of expected him to say this regardless. She had his trousers off in record time, the acknowledgement of this caused The Doctor to be overcome by uncontrollable laughter! Needless to say; this cheeky comment, didn't quite do enough to derail her attempts to seduce her husband, the only way she knew best.
Within a matter of moments River freed him of his shirt. The Doctor was now too invested, too intimately drawn to his beautiful wife, to say something stupid or unhelpful. His shirt lightly landed on the fluffy carpet rug on the right hand side of their bed. He was almost naked for what felt like the millionth time since they first made love, a night or two after they arrived for their rendezvous on Darillium.
She knows she can't resist having that oh so fulfilling and magical effect upon him. River lifts her dress up and over her head, this tantalizing move made by her, certainly go as far as driving her husband crazy with desire, enough to make her question whether she should give him a new nickname.
Putting all thoughts of spicy nicknames to one side, she blissfully links her fingers with his and then positioned herself away from him momentarily, next she moves in-between his legs and sinks down on him. The pair don't seem too intent on rushing ahead of themselves; getting intimate straight away with each other. However as the start to make love, they both feel as like they're tied together like a zeppelin knot.
She touched his aging yet still incredibly trim 2,000+ year old body. It was not a moment too soon before she glided her hands over his shoulders and stomach as well. The Doctor repeated the same action to her, his long fingers gently she felt the prickle of tears behind her eyelids, the exact moment she became aware of him gazing up at her in awe.
"You're crying or you're on the verge of crying. Come on, you're better than this River, I know you are. I want to see you smiling like the planets of Jurgeno have blessed you with happiness." The Doctor knew how their life would shortly end and he too would be in the same position as she currently was.
"What makes you think I'm crying?!" She tries to stay in control of her thoughts, telling herself not to overdo it with the tears of joy or confuse her beloved, causing him to raise those mighty eyebrows of his at her.
"Well, your eyes don't look themselves, they look as if they're holding your emotions back." The Doctor was smart perhaps too smart for River's liking; She knew this was down to, the knowledge he held within the grasps of his hands and how his mind would often work like a stopped clock.
His hands gripping her hips, are careful enough in not hurting or upsetting her and so he checks to see if she's okay with his unpredictable hands.
"Sorry if my hands are somewhat restless." The Doctor tells her while he observes her, moving back and forth directly above him.
River gave her husband a 'no offence or anything my love but what an odd thing of you to say' look. "Sweetie...Sweetie rest assure you can use those hands of yours on me, as much as you want anywhere or anytime you want. I mean we are husband and wife afterall." She giggled once she stopped talking.
They maintain a steady pace between each other' River leans in and presses her cleavage against him, the sight and feeling of this, goes as far as resulting in providing The Doctor with more useful and alluring thoughts to be marked in his mind forever. The exchange of eye to eye contact and skin-on-skin contact between them, made their heartbeats quicken more than ever. The Doctor admired the effective glow and the dazzling beauty of his wife's tanned skin.
"Well, are you going to say something else or are you too busy creating a brand new hobby for yourself - the 'it's fun to admire my wife's body so much can I don't want to stop admiring the whole of her' hobby?" River makes a decent enough point regarding this latest hobby of her husband's.
Moments later, as they collapsed back on the bed together, exhausted from their lovemaking, The Doctor traces three fingers across her bare shoulder with such gentleness. Next River cradled his face in her hands, as well as placing a kiss on the tip of his nose, which helped to bring an instant smile to those gorgeous lips of his.
She had something important on her mind, which she wanted to share with him. "They do wedding ceremonies here on Darillium according to what Jack's told me. What do you reckon? We could always renew our wedding vows...make it properly official." River suggests, she's taken
"I don't see why we can't renew our vows tomorrow underneath the stars." The Doctor was certainly up for another chance of showing River how deep his love for her ran.
"Oh have I told you how much I love you? Even though I probably shouldn't have forgiven you so quickly for shaving your beard." River excitedly reveals, while she's now snuggling up to him.
"Beards aren't a Time Lord sort of trendy thing anyway. No they're more reserved for Time Agents like Jack. By the way don't tell him I told you that because I know he's bound to jump at the opportunity of suggesting he'd look more dashing than me with one."
River believes Jack wouldn't look too good with beard. "Well they should be...Time Lord beards. Yours was fluffy like a rabbit. I was quite fond of the one you had right before, the time I was trained to kill you, then didn't and then we married each other afterwards. Shame you didn't keep it for our last minute wedding." She briefly highlighted a few important well known details.
" How could I forget? I guess my Teselecta thought beards weren't cool enough to woo a woman." The Doctor tries to not to make his constant grinning obvious to her.
Their one on one conversation appeared to go on for a good while, causing the couple to almost forget they were expected at Darillium's one and only finest restaurant shortly.
"We're going to be late!" The Doctor rose up from the bed in surprise, he was now in a sitting position, chest on full display and his legs outstretched beneath the duvet.
"Always the one who wants to please everyone." She jokes, knowing she's right. She pulls him back down unexpectedly and proceeds to seduce him again.
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