"What are you doing?" The little boy came up next to her, next to where she was sitting on her suitcase.

"I'm waiting for the man in the blue box to come back and get me."

"How long have you been here Amy?" He sat down on the ground next to her after she refused to give him any space on the suitcase.

"All night."

"That's not safe, you could've gotten kidnapped or a cold."

"I was perfectly safe Rory." She rested her head against her hands and stared contently at the space that the Tardis had been the night before.

He looked up at the very stubborn girl next to him. "What was he like?"

"What was who like?"

"The man in the blue box, what was he like?"

"He was brave and funny and he hated yogurt and bacon."

"He hated bacon?" The little boy asked digging a stick into the dirt and started to draw pictures into it.

"Yeah, he liked fish fingers and custard though."

"Together?"

"Yeah."

"That's disgusting." The little girl shrugged and looked back over to where the blue box had been hours before. "How long are you going to wait?"

"As long as it takes." She crossed her arms and stared at the empty spot like if she looked away she would lose her chance to travel with him.

"Can I wait with you?" He looked over at the red headed girl, who looked quite lonely. He knew that she would never lie about something like this. She was never one to lie for attention.

"It might be a while."

"I'm good at waiting." She scooted over on the suitcase and he sat next to her, staring at the vacant spot in her garden with her.

She sat on the seat next to the console watching as John moved around setting the coordinates for the Tardis. She looked next to her on the seat; Rory sat there holding her hand also staring at John.

She leaned her head against his arm, he looked over at her surprised that she had changed her position. "You okay?"

"Yeah, I'm just done waiting."

"Me too," he leaned his head down and kissed the top of hers.

"Thank you," She looked up at him, at the man who waited for her.

"For what?"

"For waiting."

"It hasn't been that bad really, there haven't been too many dull moments."

"No, not for waiting now, but back then."

"As a centurion?"

"No, as a little boy next to me on the suitcase, I never knew how much I needed someone back then. I'm grateful you were there."

"Me too Amy."

River was in her room changing her shoes. She had a feeling that she would be doing a lot of walking today. She pulled off the red heels she was wearing and pulled on a pair of boots.

She hadn't seen him in a while and was worried about him. He could manage himself and she knew that, but didn't stop her from worrying about him.

After changing her shoes she walked back into the console room to see that everyone else was getting ready too. Jack was eating yet another sandwich while talking and flirting with Amy and Rory, who were seated next to the console. John was setting the coordinates that he would leave herself, Jack, Amy, and Rory at.

The Tardis made the whooshing sound it made whenever the brake was left on. "You left the brake on again John." He glanced up and looked at River.

"That's the best part." He smiled at her, "Okay we're here." Jack wolfed down the rest of his sandwich and was the first one to the door. He pushed it over to reveal a white hallway.

"Well, this is going to be a little harder than I thought. I guess we have some searching to do." He walked out into the sterile hallway followed closely by Amy and Rory. She was the last one to leave. She turned to see John, who was bent over the controls. Flipping switches and pulling levers.

"John, how did you know me? You didn't know Amy or Rory but you knew me." He looked up shocked from her question.

"We met before, back when I was still a time lord, still him."

"What happened? Why won't he tell me about the first time he met me? I didn't even know that I would see him as you."

He walked over to her and wrapped his arms around her. "Spoilers."

"John, don't give me that."

"That's all I can give you." He let go of her and backed up staring at her face, staring at the beautiful woman who had given her life for his, and he couldn't even say thank you. "Let's meet back at Martha's house okay? After you find what ever you're meant to find and I find what I'm meant to."

"You look at me like I'm a ghost."

"You're not a ghost River."

"But you look at me like I am one. Goodbye John, I'll see you soon."

"Goodbye River Song," she left the Tardis and closed the door behind her.