A/N: I am very sorry for not replying to your reviews and giving you a preview of this chapter. But my mother is gravely unwell, and I'm scared for her. Fanfiction and writing is not providing the comfort and relief that it usually does, especially as this story is now dealing with loss, death and absence, all things I am trying not to think about concerning my own life.

This chapter is not my best, but I hope you like it all the same! And you all get what you're waiting for...an insight to River ;)

Suddenly, she saw movement in the corner of her peripheral vision, and she turned to see a familiar figure walking towards her.

"You!" Amy spat, glaring at Antonium as he advanced towards her prison. "I should have known you had something to do with this!"

Antonium, stunned by Amy's outburst, halted in place. "Excuse me?"

"Angry that I stopped you from killing the Doctor?" Amy sneered, furious now. "So you trap me in here to lure him? It won't work, so let me go!"

"Amy, this isn't me." Antonium told her, looking pained. "I don't want to be here, and I don't want to hurt you."

"Like I believe you!" Amy cried, banging her hand on the glass. "Let me out of here!"

"It's true." Antonium said quietly, walking towards her again as he ignored her outburst. "I'm not the person who created all of this. I'm just one of the aliens who's been forced to follow."

Amy's movement stilled. "What are you talking about?"

"Amy, it's all about you. It's always been about you!" Antonium told her, panicked as he stopped in front of her. "Now please—"

What do you mean?" Amy demanded, glaring at him. "What are you talking about?"

Antonium cast a quick glance over his shoulder, and when he turned back to look into Amy's eyes, she could see that he looked even sadder than before. "I don't have time to tell you now, I have to escort you to the surgery." He told her bleakly.

"Surgery?" Amy whispered, and her hands instinctively cupped her small bump protectively. "What surgery?"

At Antonium's silence, she quickly grew frightened. "What are you going to do to me?" She demanded, backing away from the glass.

"Your pregnancy." Antonium stated, and Amy blanched.

"I'm not pregnant." She said quickly, still backing away.

But Antonium shook his head, and then withdrew a small, circular disc that was attached to a chain. He placed the chain around his neck and pressed the disc, before walking forward until he was inside of Amy's prison. "There's no denying it Amy. Every alien in the Universe knows about your Time Lord child. And the Daleks want the baby removed."

"No!" Amy cried, looking around wildly for a weapon she could use against him. "You won't take my baby!"

"Amy, I have no choice." Antonium whispered, looking as anguished as she felt. "Please come with me."

"I'm not going anywhere with you! Leave us al—"

All of a sudden, there was a flash of blue light, and then Amy and Antonium were no longer alone in the prison, as a hoard of different species of alien had appeared. They ranged from Cybermen, to Slitheen, to Daleks.

"Enough!" The White Dalek thundered, and Amy sank to the floor, her arms cradling her abdomen. She already knew that it was over.

Before she had the chance to surrender, her mind was suddenly filled with a now familiar white light, and she screamed as she felt herself being pulled unwillingly into unconsciousness again.

~I~

"I've. Had. ENOUGH!" The Doctor bellowed as he stormed into the TARDIS, River and Jack scurrying in after him. "Why will no one help me? After. Everything. I've. DONE!"

Enraged, he kicked the TARDIS console, though he was too upset for his mind to register the pain, and he ignored his beloved's ships groan. He had every right to be upset. He'd visited over thirty different alien colonies, all consisting of aliens that he'd protected for hundreds of years, and they were refusing to help him track down his wife. He'd also visited other galaxies to try to drum up supporters, but most planets had been destroyed. Whatever had Amy in their clutches was a deadly threat.

Infuriated now, he started to punch and kick at the wall of the console room, unleashing his anger out through violence. As his knuckles began to grow bloody, Jack rushed forward to yank his friend away from the wall, while River watched impassively.

"Doctor, calm down." He commanded, gripping him by the shoulders. "This isn't the answer."

The Doctor turned his wild eyes on him, but relented when he saw his friend's concern. "Okay." He whispered, defeated, and Jack released him. "I just…I just don't know what to do."

"I think you need to relax, and try to contact Amy through your psychic link." Jack told him firmly.

"But I've already tried." The Doctor said bleakly. "She's completely gone from my mind."

"Well try again!" Jack snapped. "Don't give up on her!"

The Doctor's anger immediately returned, and he shoved Jack away from him with all of his might. "How. Dare. You!" He roared, his hands clenching into fists. "I would never, ever give up on her!"

Jack managed to right himself using the TARDIS console, but he didn't react to the Doctor's aggression. "You know what you have to do then."

The Doctor continued to glare at him for several moments, before his face softened. "You're right, I'm sorry." He whispered. Placing his fingers on his temple, he ascended up the console room stairs, and then disappeared from sight.

"We're not much of an army, are we?" Jack remarked, his strong façade weakening as he turned to look at River.

"That's where you're wrong." River murmured, smiling wryly. "The Doctor's had his wife and child taken away from him, which means he is more powerful, and more dangerous than thousands of armies at war. He's about to live up to his name."

Her words were meant to placate Jack, but they had the reverse effect. Now he was worried. "The Oncoming Storm." He whispered, his brow furrowing, and River nodded.

"And the Destroyer of Worlds." She added, and Jack shook his head.

"No River, he isn't that person anymore." He told her firmly, folding his arms over his chest. "He's the Doctor, the healer. He's not an evil person, and I won't let him turn into what he used to be."

"I never said that he was evil." River said quietly, looking away from Jack and gazing at the TARDIS console. "You may be his best friend Jack, but you've never seen the full extent of his rage. There are species that tremble with fear at the sound of his name, and you and I both know that -"

"-I know that River!" Jack suddenly snapped, startling her. "I've been with him through everything. Where the Hell were you? We don't even know who you are, or why you're here!"

River remained silent, and Jack scoffed, disliking her even more. "You know River, you're a-"

"-I was sent here by the Amy and the Doctor."

Jack froze, stunned that she was finally admitting something about herself. "Excuse me?"

"Not by this Amy and Doctor, but my Amy and Doctor. Their future selves. They sent me here, because their timelines depend on it."

"Why? What's going to happen?"

"They didn't tell me, for fear of ruining their past, and their past's future. I don't know any more than that, and that's the truth."

Jack's next question was a surprise. "Are you a threat to him? Or to Amy?"

"No, of course not!" River exclaimed, hurt that he'd think that.

"Liar. The Doctor told me that you killed the greatest man that you ever knew."

"Honestly? I haven't, I swear." When Jack snorted in disbelief, River glared at him. "At least, I haven't...yet."

She paused for a moment, collecting her thoughts, and Jack didn't interrupt her this time. "I...I have tried to find out what that means." She whispered, and Jack found himself stepping closer to her. "Whenever I ask the Doctor, my Doctor, he just smiles sadly, and tells me, 'Soon. Soon you will understand.' And now, it's time."

"You're going to kill the Doctor." Jack stated quietly.

River's head snapped up, and she looked at him in alarm. "No! Never! He's my family! Amy's my family! I could never hurt them Jack!"

Jack gazed at her for a long moment, searching for any signs of deceit, but all he saw was pure sincerity, and honesty. "I believe you." He whispered, and River visibly relaxed. "But have you considered the possibility that you may, unintentionally, lead him to his death in the search for Amy?"

"Of course I have." River sighed, running her hand through her hair. "But I can't think about that Jack. We wouldn't make any progress in the search for Amy if I questioned our every move."

"You're right there."

"So, any more questions?" River asked him, swiftly changing the subject.

"A lot. River, when do we find out who you are?"

River gave him a small smile, and sat down on the console room chair, looking up at Jack as he leaned against the console, his eyes glued to her face. "Soon, I believe. At least, that's what I've been told. You know, my last visit to my Amy and Doctor, you were there, and you kept singing 'I know something you don't know.' Infuriating."

Jack allowed himself to chuckle at that. "Sounds like me."

"And when you find out who I am, I will record it in the diary, and compare notes with you all afterwards." River told him, patting her jacket pocket, where her blue diary resided.

"You show us your diary?" Jack asked in surprise, knowing from seeing the Doctor's thoughts that the book was full of secrets that the Doctor wasn't allowed to know.

"I have to, from the time period I'm from. Amy and the Doctor gave me it shortly after they took me-" She abruptly broke off, not wanting to reveal something she shouldn't, and carried on with another sentence. "You all have a diary where I'm from, and I have to tell you what's in mine because my future is your past. Amy and the Doctor especially need to know about my life, so they know what parts of their timeline I've experienced, and vice versa."

Jack blinked, trying to get his head around it all. "If I thought you were confusing before, I'm completely floored now." He remarked, shaking his head as if to clear it. "I thought the Doctor had a complicated life, but yours trumps it."

River shrugged her shoulders slightly, brushing his comment off. "I have a good life, and I'm happy. What more could I want?"

Jack nodded, before frowning when he suddenly remembered another one of his questions. "River, you say your timeline is tied in with Amy and the Doctor's...what happens if something happens to you?"

River knew instantly what he meant. "My death doesn't frighten me." She told him, her voice firm, yet calm. "If helping Amy and the Doctor means that I have to die to save their past and future, I will die gladly. They're everything to me. Their kids are everything to me."

River's use of the plural didn't go unnoticed by Jack, and he grinned. "Kids? So I'll be godfather to a bunch of them?"

"With the way those two are at it, did you really think that they were just going to have the one?" River asked him in disbelief, which made him laugh.

"So, if you know their future selves, how many are they up to?"

"Nine, and counting. Amy is pregnant with twins - again."

"Eleven kids on the TARDIS? Well, twelve including the Doctor." Jack commented, rolling his eyes at the thought of his goofy friend.

"Oh God no. Most of them have grown up. Amy and the Doctor took a break from playing parents for several years, and then they got broody." River explained, smiling. "You don't want to be around Amy when she's pregnant. You'd think that after nine pregnancies she'd have mellowed out, but nope. She only gets worse."

Jack's face lit up at that. "So we find Amy then. Alive."

"Time can be rewritten." River reminded him sharply, ending their lighter conversation. "That's why I'm here to make sure it isn't. I don't know what I have to do, but I have to protect my family."

"I understand River, or at least, I'm trying to. What I can't figure out is why you care so much. I'm their best friend, and I would do anything for them, but you talk about them so reverently, like they're your-"

He suddenly broke off to gasp, his eyes wide as he gazed at River. "I know who you are." He whispered. "You're their daughter. The eldest, I bet."

River met his gaze levelly, but made no attempt to reply.

"Of course you are!" Jack exclaimed, nodding his head eagerly. "You have the Doctor's loyalty and knowledge, and Amy's fiery personality. You don't look like them, but then that's the beauty of regeneration!"

River remained silent, but the corners of her mouth turned up, and Jack laughed in delight.

~I~

Where am I?

Doctor?

What the-

At the sound of a drill, Amy's eyes flew open, only for her to be blinded by the large light above her. She blinked a couple of times to clear her vision, and raised her head. When she saw that she was in a surgery, her memories came flooding back to her.

Panicked, she tried to get up from the cold metal table that she was lying on, but her arms and legs had been clamped down. She was stuck.

"Let me go!" She screamed to the alien surgeons that were fast approaching her, struggling in her restraints. "Don't hurt my baby! Please! Please don't hurt-"

"Silence!" Someone hissed, and they covered Amy's mouth.

But Amy wouldn't be silenced, and she bit down on the hand smothering her. The alien yelped and backed away, and Amy began to scream again.

"Doctor! Doctor please! Please Doctor, help us!"

"Your Doctor can't hear you." One of the surgeons whispered, it's serpent eyes gleaming in delight. "Now hush!"

And then Amy saw the metal scalpel it was holding.

"No!" She screamed, thrashing so wildly that the metal around her wrists and ankles began to cut into her skin.

Suddenly her mind was rendered blank, and she felt herself being pulled under, surrendering to the white light that had consumed her soul.

So, are you satisfied with River's identity? Or do you think Jack's got it wrong? Let me know ;) You know how much I love it when you're intrigued...and confused... ;)

Hayley xo