River and the Doctor have different ways of doing things. But somehow they always work best together.
River ran into the corridor, slammed the blast door, and grabbed his hand.
“Run!”
They sprinted down the hallway, the sound of labored spacecraft engines rising around them.
“River, what did you do?” the Doctor demanded as they ducked around a corner and pelted for the escape pod where the Tardis was stored.
“It was just a little bomb,” River said, grinning evilly back over her shoulder at him.
Suddenly there were cries of distress and dismay from all parts of the ship.
She looked back over her shoul
Sometimes the Small Things mean Everything by Puffu316, literature
Literature
Sometimes the Small Things mean Everything
The Doctor doesn't sleep, not exactly true, and she should know.
River took a deep breath and slowly grasped the handle of the door to their room, the door slid open and she peeked inside.
What she found softened her heart, her Doctor, sleeping soundly, curled on his side on their bed.
It was rare occurrence for him to sleep at all, when he's out having adventures, while his companions get the usual shut eye, but she guessed once or twice he would rest, his ever Timelord senses, when he can.
She lifted a blanket from a side chair to lay on the sleeping Timelord as he dreamed, till it was near his shoulders, he didn't stir.
She made her way c
She Surprised Him With Kisses by Betawhofic, literature
Literature
She Surprised Him With Kisses
The first time River surprised the Doctor with a kiss was at Stormcage, but it wasn't the last...
He liked that she surprised him with kisses.
Not that he'd ever admit that to her.
It had been a long time since he'd had a wife to surprise him with kisses. It frazzled his nerves, in all the very best ways.
The first time it happened it had been a total shock, he hadn't known how to react. Oh, he knew who River was to him by then, or, he'd had a very good idea.
But it had still been a surprise. But then it happened again. And again. And...
Well, he really liked that she surprised him with kisses. She surprised him in lots of ways.
But th
How does River Song feel about her husband being many different men? Yet all one man?
She never knew which Doctor she was going to get. Sometimes he was gray haired and cranky, sometimes he was young with a pretty mouth, sometimes he was short and sexy, but all of them, each and every one, were her Sweetie.
In every incarnation, he had a spine of steel, and a soul of marshmallow. Oh, sometimes he hid it better than others. Sometimes he was more daft, or more serious.
But under it all, was always that man who would look at her with such wondering eyes. Not just wondering who she was (although that was fun.) But that gentle, loving wonder th
River had never seen this face before. But as usual, the Doctor's timing was lousy.
She knew those eyes.
They were in the wrong face, and the eyes themselves were shaped differently, but she knew that expression.
“Hello Sweetie.”
She reeled. He wasn’t supposed to be here! He was supposed to be safely away, she’d even stolen the Tardis....
Oh God. He’d caught her. He’d been watching while she....
Quick, quick, cover up, distract him.
“You are so doing those roots.”
The Doctor's always known River is seductive, but he's never seen her like this...
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They were in a 1940's Big Band nightclub.
The Doctor, Amy, and Rory pulled out chairs and claimed a table below the stage, beside the huge dance floor.
The adventure was over, they'd foiled the alien's attempt to introduce a violence-inducing hormone into the alcohol supply, and sent the aliens off, literally, with their tails between their legs.
They'd decided they deserved a night out. Amy and Rory had dressed for the Forties, Amy in a military cut dress, curled bangs, and bright red lipstick, Rory