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River Song was more nervous than she had ever felt in her life.

Nervous was not something that could usually use to describe herself. She had never really been nervous. Not in her shadowy memories of being little Melody Pond, under the influence of the silence, not in her current life up until this point, and certainly never as daredevil Mels Zucker. However, now, she felt so nervous that she wanted to call in sick, just to avoid this one history class, to avoid him, if just for a day...

But she was being ridiculous. She was River Song. She could handle anything. This was stupid.

It had been almost 13 years since she had even seen her children. She had done her best to forget, though she didn't think she ever would. But, of course, by sheer coincidence, when she and the Doctor had gotten a job to investigate strange jumps in radiation and alien tech in this school, they met two new students by the names of Olivia and Jacob who had the most impressive test scores in school history, and who River knew so very well...

She had gotten a glimpse of him at breakfast. His hair had straightened out a bit, and it was less curly than it has been when he was a baby, but his eyes and facial structure were definitely hers and exactly as she remembered them. Jacob, or, as she had learned he preferred to be known as, Jack, (which was funny, considering the one person who she has confided in about being pregnant was one Jack Harkness, an old friend of hers and the Doctors)wore a playful expression, but he also had a hauntingly beautiful 'old before his time' sense about him that she couldn't quite explain.

He was beautiful, and she loved him.

She just didn't particularly want to meet him at the moment.

Speaking of Jack Harkness, she really should get in touch with him soon. He had really been such a help when she was pregnant, and she couldn't thank him enough for being so...nice. Nice was not generally the first word that came to mind regarding Jack, but she had to admit, it was true.

She had wrongly decided to go to a bar, not realizing until she arrived that she probably shouldn't be drinking in her condition. So, instead, she wound up getting a water, which she took over to a table in a corner and sat down with. She didn't realize that she was crying until a tear hit the beat up wood of the table.

A man (probably drunk) came over to her, babbled a few compliments before leaving, telling her that he 'didn't feel so well, kinda queasy.'

Me too. Thought River miserably. But for an entirely different reason.

She cupped her full glass in her hands, caught up in a torrent of emotions ranging from fear to self pity to inexplicable happiness.

How did this happen to me? She wondered, though she knew perfectly well how. I can't tell him. Can't tell the Doctor I'm...pregnant.

Pregnant. Oh my God, what am I going to do?

"River Song! You're a sight for sore eye!"

River looked up to see the smiling face of Captain Jack Harkness. She blinked furiously, praying that he had not seen her crying, and attempted a smile.

"Hi." she said, though she was sure that her voice lacked its usually cheer.

Jack took one scrutinizing look at her and the pulled up a chair, sitting down without a word.

"Right then. I somehow don't think that these are tears of joy upon seeing me. What happened?"

Jack's tone was concerned rather than its usual flirty air. At some point, Jack seemed to have come to the conclusion that River, being who she was, the Doctor's wife, was off limits. This realization had somehow allowed them to become good friends, though River hadn't seen Jack in a long time. However, he was correct in assuming that she wasn't crying because she was happy to see him.

River couldn't bring herself to speak. Jack looked more worried at this.

"River, what happened? Is it the Doctor? Did something happen to him?"

River shook her head.

"No. He's fine."

"What about you then?" Jack looked at her searchingly, making eye contact. "Did something happen to you? Did he hurt you?"

"No. Of course not. It's just….I'm….oh, it doesn't matter, Jack. Don't worry. I'm fine." River drew a deep, shaky breath, trying to compose herself.

Jack nodded.

"Fine. If you say so." His tone changed suddenly, more cheery and less concerned, though River could see in his eyes that he was still worried. "So, what are you drinking?"

Without asking, he pulled the glass away from the River and took a small taste.

"It's just water. I didn't feel like anything today."

Jack wasn't buying it. His eyes widened in understanding.

"Oh my God, River." He said.

"What?" she asked ,unconvincingly feigning confusion.

"Don't play dumb. Does he know?"

River shook her head.

"No one does. I – I can't tell anyone."

"Well, I guess I know now."

"That was accidental."

Jack put his hand on top of hers.

"Let me help."

It wasn't a suggestion.

"Professor, are you alright?" asked a student, bringing her back down to Earth (literally.)

River shook her head as if to shake away the memory and then smiled.

"Fine, Amanda." She said. "Just…lost in thought."

She was going to have to bluff her way through this lesson. That was okay. River was nothing if not a very, very good actor.

"Good morning class." She said, quickly searching the crowd but not seeing the particular student on her mind.

"Good morning, Professor." Chorused the class with little enthusiasm. They had an exam that morning, and yesterday's exciting evening concert had probably left them little study time.

"You all look exhausted. Now, since I gather that's not because you were up so late studying, I'll give you ten minutes to look over the chapter. Then, you take the exam, and if you all finish, I'll let you go out for recess early."

There were a few appreciative smiles as every child bent down to grab textbooks or handouts from their bags. That would keep them busy for a few minutes while she waited for her new student to arrive, and it would probably mean that their grades would be better anyway, as he was sure that a number of them hadn't studied at all.

River was leaning back in her chair when she heard the soft knock at the door.

"Come in." called River, her heart racing as the door opened and Jack Carter entered the room.

"Hi." He said, looking around. "I got lost. You're Professor Song, right?"

"That's me." She said. She was acutely aware that everyone had put down their materials and were now instead intently studying the new student who had just arrived. "I'm assuming you're Jack then? I saw your tests. They were quite…impressive."

The kid shrugged. "Liv's were better. You want impressive, talk to her."

River wasn't sure how to respond to this statement, so instead, she quickly changed gears.

"Now, if you want to have a seat, we're just about to take an exam. You of course don't have to take it, but I suppose you could – "

Jack cut her off. "No, I'll take it."

"You sure?" asked River, curiously. "You don't have to."

"Hey," said Jack with a winning smile. "It'll be fun!"

See, how could River not completely love that?