#knownconsortofthedoctor

@knownconsortofthedoctor

Missy sat up, nose crinkling as she looked around at her surroundings. She had a banging headache, and the room was spinning.

Pulling her features in her to a neutral expression, she surveyed her surroundings; dismayed to realise she didn't know where she was or who she was talking to. Still, she wasn't about to give the other woman the upper hand.

Playing the other woman's question over in her mind, she thought about how best to get the information she needed without giving away she didn't have a clue what was going on.

He loved her, truly he did, but sometimes the fact she was so stubborn (just like he was) was impossible. So he simply cocked a knowing eyebrow at her, arms folding firmly across his chest. “Care to elaborate on what that difference is, dear?”

      It didn’t make sense. At first, she had pushed aside overheard mentions of her wife that popped up during a few travels. Had to just be people telling tales. But now she wasn’t so sure. There were alterations to River’s file on the TARDIS, new events in time that the Doctor was certain didn’t exist before Darillium. But how?

    Curiosity got the better of her and before she realized it, she was in the Time Vortex going straight for the latest addition. Once landed, she was cautious; the thought was still there that someone could be using River’s name for some ulterior motive. But the halo of curls she saw in front of her couldn’t be faked.

   “ River? ”

The three other occupants of the console room stared at the unfamiliar woman in shocked silence. Who was she and how could she just walk in here like she owned the place? She did seem bothered by the whole bigger-on-the-inside thing at all. Had she been here before?

Peggy had been struggling ever since she escape from Demon’s Run. Finding her mother when she escaped was a bit difficult, but she needed to do it. Her thoughts were turning on her and she was fighting against them.