A/N: This was supposed to be a romantic, yet sad chapter. They haven't seen each other in months and they meet in the rain (for added dramatic effect! ;) and a conventional sad reunion) Many thanks to PrettyPinkOrchard for helping me create the kiss part when they come face to face, she's an amazing author and if you don't know how good she is, then go and read her fanfiction!
Chapter 3: A Reunion worth a Thousand Tears
River paused for a moment and turned off the tap. "... Phone!" she cried as she heard the ringing over the rain. The song on the radio now was 'I Love it when you Call' by The Feeling- perfect for the occasion. A tear rolled down her cheek as she ran to the living room.
The Doctor held the phone to his ear and he heard the dial tone. "Come on, River. Pick up the phone." He mumbled to himself. He clenched his fists as he waited with anticipation.
River ran to the phone and picked it up. She cleared her throat, trying to conceal her sadness. "Hello?" she said to the speaker. Her voice was slightly trembling. She assumed it would be more bad news, as if her day couldn't get any worse.
The Doctor was so happy to hear her voice again. It was the best sound he ever heard, her warm, angelic voice. "Hello River... it's me." However, his tone was flat, miserable, and unusual, yet he was happy to speak to her, to have an opportunity to see her again.
"...Doctor?" She was delighted to know that he was there. She smiled and exhaled out of pure happiness. Maybe her day was just turning around.
"River... We need to talk..." his voice was serious and sad at the same time. A tear rolled down his face as he spoke.
"Oh, okay then..." River understood that it was serious. Her mood dropped, she knew that this was no laughing or passionate matter... it has to be serious if he was upset.
And with that, the Doctor hung up. River was still holding the phone; she was confused at what just happened, how was this conversation going to turn out?
Moments later, the sound that River wanted to hear for so long was whistling through the wind, just as she hoped. She placed the phone back down and ran to the door. Her heart skipped a beat out of pure excitement to see this man again. The blue police box was materialising in her garden and the light shone through the glass of the door.
She pulled open the door and she met the Doctor's gaze straight away, he was soaking wet and his eyes were blood-shot, as were hers. Raindrops dripped off the ends of his hair and ran down his face. He leaned his arm against the doorway and ran his other hand through his wet hair. The rain fell onto his bowtie, the same bowtie that she's seen him wear on numerous occasions.
His red, sore eyes focussed on the woman who stood before him. She was absolutely stunning as always; she was wearing a pale green knee-length dress with a black cardigan that had long enough sleeves to pull over her hands. She rested her arm on the door and she was standing tense. The pair stared into each other's blood-shot eyes for all of a moment and studied each other's expressions. The awkward silence had to be broken, before the Doctor too felt tense as well as guilty.
It wasn't long after that the Doctor wrapped his arms around River and pulled her close to his body. He most definitely loved her and couldn't live without her. He lifted her up and with his arms wrapped around her waist he spun her in a circle, being with her was the best feeling in his life.
The rain fell on her as she was spun outside in the dark night. She had only been in the rain for a few moments and she was already drenched from head to toe- literally, she wasn't wearing any shoes!
Her soul lit up, this was the best thing that happened to her all day. She laughed and this made the Doctor's hearts ache, he knew her fate, he knew that it was coming. The day he would never see her again, the day that the laughter stops, the passion dies and the Doctor feels empty.
Then their lips met in the most passionate of kisses as the Doctor set her back down. The kiss said 'Good bye and I love you.' River was taken by surprise but it wasn't long before she gained complete control over the kiss- she always does, even if it takes some persistence and effort.
As they kissed, water streamed down their faces and concealed the tears that they were both trying so hard to hide. Their bodies glistening as the shining stars reflected off each droplet. Many magical moments passed and neither of them were even thinking about parting yet. The only time they stopped was for air and then their lips interlocked again and again. Their tongues in perfect harmony, like they've done this a thousand of times before, just not in the right order.
The Doctor moved one of his arms further up River's back and stroked it gently whilst the other remained firmly around her waist. His hand fitted her curve perfectly and he never wanted to move away.
As they parted, the Doctor was still holding River in his arms and he looked into her eyes. Those beautiful, limpid eyes of hers that hold so much mystery and yet so much passion. He missed gazing into them all these months that they were apart.
Then the Doctor focussed on the matter in hand. "I needed to see you..." he mumbled with a weak voice. Just the thought of it all was as painful as being stabbed in both of his hearts with the sharpest and coldest of daggers.
The feeling inside of the Doctor was hurting so much, the guilt of seeing her die for him. He wanted to tell her everything, but it would hurt her and he hated to hurt her. He hugged River again, keeping her close to his hearts.
"I need to be with you, River Song. I can't let you leave me again." He kept saying her name, treasuring it for as long as he could. He passionately kissed her again and this time River made his lips stay interlocked with hers as she placed one hand on the back of the Doctor's head and pulled him close.
River listened to the Doctor's comment as she continued kissing him. Then she stopped and pulled her head away, she saw another tear escaping his eye and she wiped it away.
"I'm not going anywhere, not without you..." she replied in a soft, tender tone.
He faintly smiled and she leaned her head against his chest.
"... I love you." The Doctor whispered into River's wild, golden blonde curls. He kissed the top of her head. "...And I'm sorry, River, I'm so sorry..." he whispered.
