#twcntythree

❛ you've been avoiding me. ❜

Great, not even an hour into exploring a seemingly abandoned space station and they discovered that a) the space station wasn’t as abandoned as expected and b) the Doctor and Sam were thus accused of trespassing and held at gun point. Who would’ve thought that joining a time travelling alien on their space adventures yielded similar results to a bad day of policing in 70s Manchester?

Instinctively Sam put up his hands to signal that he meant no resistance and bit back a sour remark that this wouldn’t have happened if they’d just travelled to 2006 instead. “Don’t shoot,” he uttered as calmly as possible, “You don’t want to do this. And there’s absolutely no need to; we mean no harm.”

But the ragged looking gunmen with their fancy laser guns didn’t buy it. Haphazardly the intruders’ pockets were searched; unearthing the Doctor’s precious sonic screwdriver, and Sam’s 70s police revolver. The latter’s discovery earning the DI an unfriendly punch to the face.

Jenny had no intention of meeting her father again, not yet at least, not now, especially since being trapped in a prison or whatever this place is means she'll likely have to fight her way out, and she's not very good at stopping once she starts, especially after they have hurt her. It's almost like going back to that day and it makes her furious. She had no intention, but then they said that they have the Doctor and his daughter, she heard that, and all plans have gone to hell. Well, one plan, the plan where she leaves her cell and then looks for a way out.

Because of course, of course, she has to go see him, he can take care of himself but you never know, or at least she doesn't want to risk it and very much wants to see him, which is why after escaping through a vent and hacking the first little panel, she goes through a corridor of empty cells until she finds the first occupied one. It's not her father's face, but she doesn't have his daughter's face either, and it has to be him, right? "Doctor? Are you the Doctor?" she tries, because she can't think of anything else but that.

❝ Always nice to be needed ... ❞ She did mean that sentiment, even if her tone indicated otherwise. As always ( where The Doctor was concerned,) it was reciprocated. She always felt better with them by her side. Even now, after all these years, through three centuries asleep in the great library and the further half century it took to claw her way back to where she had left off, there was a still a place in her heart for them. Where else in the universe would she be? Knee-deep in alien soil fighting an ancient piece of tech that had suddenly sprung back into action after years of inactivity... oh god, she hated to compare herself to that thing out of there, but the similarities were frankly uncanny.

River's features contorted with disgust, pushing away that uncomfortable thought as she reloaded her gun. Shoot first, analyse after. ❝ Darling would you mind terribly If I told you to stay the hell down!? I can't keep an eye on you and that thing ... ❞

those were the words that she had uttered as the weeping angel took hold of amelia williams , amelia pond he would say . pond was preferred over williams and while amy used to chuckle at that , thinking of her maiden name was bittersweet . of course there would have had to have been a time where they would have parted ways , but she also parted ways with her daughter . river , her name in her mind every day . however for now , amy sat in a cafe , with a notebook and pencil , writing ideas for her next book when a strange man ran into the cafe , banging into her table . looking confused . almost familiar . " oi , watch it ! "

@twcntythree : how is it you always know what i need, huh ?