- November 12th, 2011
With Charlotte, Ella and Joshua tucked up in bed, River Song made her way to the bedroom door. She smiled as she looked over her sleeping children, making sure they were still and content before she went to turn off the light. Her fingers flicked the switch, but the light remained on. Frowning in bemusement, she tried the switch again. Still nothing happened. It wasn't the first time this had happened. In fact, in the past couple of weeks, this had been happening more and more.
Five months ago, Professor River Song had died.
No, she'd more than died. She burnt, from the inside out. It had been the most pain she had ever experienced and yet all she could think was it was better her than the Doctor. She thought that was it, that everything was over, and then she'd found herself here, all in one piece, reunited with the friends she had lost to the Vashta Nerada. She had easily taken the computer's children into her care, as well as Charlotte, needing something to fill what was an empty hole in her heart.
Of course, River Song was grateful to be alive, but it came with a price. She would never see the Doctor again, nor her parents, nor her son.
But this was a second chance, and it had been the Doctor's final gift to her.
"Dave," she called in a loud whisper, leaning her head around the door and seeing her old pilot, Proper Dave, peer around the bathroom door, his toothbrush hanging out of his mouth. "The lights," she said. "Again."
Bemused, he made his way out of the bathroom and to the children's bedroom. He looked up at the lights before he tried the switch. The light went out. He laughed gently, looking towards River and seeing the concern on her face.
"It's just the electrics, nothing to worry about."
"I know," she said, chasing away her expression. "I'm just being silly. Probably just the computer having a glitch."
Whenever she spoke about the computer, Dave would frown. He didn't like to see her dismiss everything because it was artificial. If the school bus arrived late, she blamed it on the system clock, if it rained for three days straight, she'd remark it had to be a virus in the system. He didn't want to think of their world like that. He was trying to see it as a new home, just another planet.
"Sorry," River then said, realising she'd done it again. "Sorry," she repeated, dipping her head and turning away from him to go to her bedroom. "Goodnight, Dave."
Dave watched her go in silence, cleaning his teeth in a much slower fashion. He had been trying hard, he really had. They'd decided to give the children a good chance at having some kind of life here by fashioning themselves as their parents. While it was working well for the children, it wasn't working so well for Dave. He'd hoped that might mean something for him and River, just a little something, but she hadn't made any move nor responded to any of his.
Oh, she flirted. She always flirted. But that hurt him more, because she was flirting with a promise he knew she'd never keep.
With another sigh, he closed the bedroom door and made his way back into the bathroom. A few minutes later, he departed to his own bedroom and shut the door on the night.