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          “Close your eyes.” She tapped the side of her nose. “Count aloud to thirteen.” He wouldn’t. “When you’re done with nonsense, we’ll be where I’m routing her  (more like before they arrived on Darillium-already cheating),  and you won’t have to spoil my attempt at surprising you with a destination.”    Though, she could argue that half the time he had no idea  where they were headed either.          Tomato tomato.

        The Doctor sighed as he wandered down one          of the TARDIS’ many staircases, and went to          find some clothes. When he came back, the          Doctor looked like he was dressing his age,          as he came out in a cardigan-dress shirt          combo, with a scarf. It was evident that          the Doctor dressed a little but more          c o n s e r v a t i v e l y  then River did sometimes. 

“Is this good enough for this, ADVENTURE?”

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Okay so ngl I haven’t seen that much from that BUT what I have seen??? Is realy good? So yea I really dig them and their blog and the mun seems like a sweetheart. And I’d love to write with them sometime if they’re into it!

       “If that’s what you believe,” the Doctor         commented before nodding. 

“How about the war? Or the coronation  of the Queen of England? How good are  your dancing skills? The Queen is easily  unimpressed.”

         The Doctor then started to whirl around          the TARDIS, pressing buttons and pulling           levers, before pausing for an answer.

    When they reached the TARDIS he leaned      against the control panel, and gulped down      a DEEP breath. The TARDIS helped him      when it came to healing. 

“I’ll be fine River.. Give it a moment.”

The Time Traveler’s Wife. One of her favourite books. Worn spine, notes scribbled in the margin, her copy was well loved. His sat in the console room. 

She never thought he would read something similar to their story, especially not from the point of view of the wife. Her thumb pressed down on the top. Fingers gingerly grasped at both covers to slide the paperback out of its spot on the shelf. 

     However, this was a day where they were       together again. The Doctor never knew when      these days would come. Mainly because he       lost track of time, and secondly because       he didn’t get involved in spoilers.

“River!” he called as he walked back into the TARDIS, the sonic shades covering his eyes.  “Has the book devoured your soul?” he  then questioned as he noticed that she  held a book in her hands. Books after all were the most powerful weapon in  the world.

TWO YEARS- the duration of Darillium’s sunset. At the end of month six, their chairs sit side by side while they eat ‘on the house’ hors d'oeuvres. River does not question this free food ( she scanned it as soon as the waiter left ). She enjoys it for half an hour, steals his oyster, and stands. 

One perfume spritz later, the leather jacketed thief is back. “My dig’s on the other side of Darillium.” Ragged craters, a bit of sand before the tree-line. It’s exploration central. 

She’s half-way to the TARDIS, assuming he’s following. Three more strides feel like coming home. Course programmed, he finally enters. She studies the tailored suit. Part of her already misses it.

     So, he followed her when she began       walking to the TARDIS. She didn’t       need to say where she was going,      because he already  k n e w. 

“Other.. What? Clothes? The TARDIS  has clothes for me when I need them. Why?  Where are you routing her?”