Authors Notes: Chapter 4….I must dedicate this chapter, as always, to The-Doctors-Song for her amazing, brilliant, skilful, genius help on this chapter…I seriously couldn't have done this without her! Please go check out her story 'Bowties, Fezes and Stetsons' . Anyway, enjoy this chapter….and reviews, good or bad, are always welcome! Ciao!

Kiss the girl

River Song let herself grin as the doors of the trial chambers shut behind her, the guard handing her a fresh set of civilian clothes, not that she didn't already have a stash of them.

"Why thank you, sweetie," she grinned, kissing the young man's cheek who blushed and just nodded.

She began strutting to her cell, for once not breaking back in or out. This time, she was going to her cell to collect her belongings and then she would be gone from Stormcage forever, all thanks to one man who had made the mission a success, on the whole. She couldn't wait to tell him the good news that they had let her out with a full pardon. Of course, she had seen him, not a few hours ago, but that was a younger version, one that wasn't even her husband yet. And she'd seen her mother, which was lovely as always, but she neither knew who River was.

Ah well, she thought, her hands skimming along the stone walls, she would miss how fun it as to kiss the men so that they hallucinated, to have the whole prison looking for her while she would be off millions of light years away, sipping champagne with her husband.

But no more sneaking out now! She was a free woman, pleased to do whatever she liked and the first thing on her agenda was to find the Doctor and kiss him senseless. Before the Byzantium, the last time she had seen her Doctor was a month before that because of the planning and intel gaining for the mission and she couldn't wait to see him.

River sped up her pace as she neared her cells and he heart leapt into her throat as she spotted the familiar dark haired man sitting on her bed, twirling one of her bras around his finger. Chocking back a laugh, she cleared her throat as she leant against the bars. She realised she was still in her army clothes when the Doctor looked her over, inconspicuously trying to put her bra back where it came from while he watched her.

"Weeping Angels?" He asked and she nodded, starting towards him. He smiled and dodged her as she went to hug him, ducking under her arm. River frowned.

"Now, now, sweetie, play nice."

"So you got the Pardon then? From Stormcage?"

"Well of course! All thanks to you, I might add." She reached for him again but, again, he ducked out of the way, grinning manically.

"You're welcome!"

There was something different about him today, River decided as she watched him dance around the cell. His eyes were alight with boyish glee and his hands were fidgeting by his side, as if he wanted to tell her something but he was stopping himself.

"What's the matter with you today?" She laughed as he swung himself around the bars of her cell.

"Nothing! Can't I just be in a good mood to see you?"

River rolled her eyes; it was true that he was always in a good mood to see her but this time was different and she watched him until he gave in and lunged for her, his hands pulling at her hips as he kissed her. It wasn't sexual, not at all. In fact, it was chaste, sweet and soft and the whole time he was grinning, his thumbs rubbing circles over her stomach through her fatigues.

River sighed against his lips, her fingers toying with his hair and the Doctor pulled back, resting his forehead against hers. As he did, River felt her stomach move uneasily and clamping a hand over her mouth, she darted from her husbands grip, emptying her stomach content into the bin beside her bookshelf. The Doctors grin widened as he rubbed her back, kissing her forehead and she sent him a glare as she righted herself.

"Why are you grinning?" She demanded weakly as the Doctor sat on the floor, pulling her back to his stomach. Her head dropped back against his shoulder and his hand soothed her tummy gently.

"River, what do you know about Time Lord Physiology?"

She frowned, closing her eyes.

"Enough. You've two hearts, three lungs and-" she groaned again, gripping her stomach, "your brains are too big to fit in your skulls. What of it?"

"Well yes, I suppose that is part of it. But I think the part that we need to be focussing on right now, is reproduction."

River frowned as he chuckled and stood, swaying dizzily. She held the bed for a moment, steadying herself and her husbands hands were on her shoulders, guiding her to sit down on the mattress, his smug grin in front of her face, irritating her. Maybe if she slapped him…yes, she decided. Slapping him would make her feel much better.

River's hand stung as she hit his face and the Doctor stumbled back, blinking rapidly. His fingers touched his cheek gingerly, his eyes wide with shock.

"What was that for?"

She glared.

"Here I am throwing up, and you suggest that we reproduce…"

"Oh no, no, no, no!" His hands flapped in front of him and a blush crept up his neck. "No, River, I didn't mean-oh, just come with me. I want to show you something."

The Doctor pulled her up, his fingers wrapped around her wrist and she stumbled after him as he steered her towards the TARDIS which was parked by her cell. River's stomach protested but she rubbed it in an attempt to settle it. She hadn't eaten anything since lunch time on the ship and in all the excitement with the Weeping Angels; she hadn't had a chance to eat. Plus, the radiation on that ship, though it couldn't make them sick or kill them after the shots could still cause queasiness. Whatever he wanted to show her had better be good or she just might slap him again.

He paused to unlock the door and let her slip inside first, his hand resting on the small of her back as he hurried over to the console. The Doctor closed the doors and then pulled the screen around to her, quickly typing a few commands into the typewriter. A full body scan appeared on the screen, the word 'Positive' flashing from red to blue. She looked from the screen to the Doctor, eyes narrowed and frowning.

"I don't understand."

He grinned, pointing from the screen to her stomach.

"Positive. River... You're pregnant."

Her expression remained blank, though her thoughts were a mess. Pregnant? She couldn't be pregnant... Could she? She thought back, attempting to pin point exactly when this could have happened. To be perfectly honest, that was a lot harder than it sounded. Her hand flew to her mouth, smothering the gasp that attempted to escape. She looked up at the Doctor, his grinning smile all she needed. She was pregnant. How could she not have noticed? Oh god... The Weeping Angels! Her shocked and concerned eyes must have alerted the Doctor to her thoughts, because he quickly pulled her into a gripping hug.

"Time lords are completely different to humans... Even as a foetus. The baby would have been fine."

She nodded, her eyes still wide as she stared at the screen. The TARDIS hummed, her lights flashing brighter. River smiled, pulling away from the Doctor. Her hands rested on her stomach, and she bit her lip.

"We're going to have a baby." She whispered, looking down at her stomach.

The Doctor's hands covered her own, as he turned her around to hug her from behind.

"We're going to have a baby." He repeated, smiling in to her hair.

She grinned, a million thoughts racing across her mind. She felt her stomach surge, and it was then that it sunk in. She was pregnant. She was pregnant. She was pregnant...

She leaned back in to his arms, sighing as he kissed her neck.

She was pregnant...