Ever since River had been imprisoned in Stormcage, she had been finding her way out again and again. Often, she was visited by the Doctor, running together across time and space. Other times, she broke herself out purely for entertainment, using her vortex manipulator to find out just how much trouble she could get herself in.
But sometimes, it wasn't all about the adventures and the romance and the running, sometimes, she was a little more grounded.
Sometimes, she went home.
On this particular day, River was bound for her parents' house, the coordinates a well-used sequence on her keypad. As usual, her arrival came with an almighty crash of lightning, the storms of the vortex blasting through the house before vanishing. In its wake, stood River Song, fresh from adventure, her dress still swinging about her knees.
"Mother?" she called as she read through the hallway, then appearing in the kitchen doorway.
"Sorry I'm late," she said as she bustled in, her hair bouncing after her. "Not that I'm late to you, but really I should have
( ... )
Index and thumb finger stroking over the finger where her wedding and engagement rings used to be, Amy hadn't even realised that her daughter was actually here. Finally coming out of her thoughts, Amy went to reach for her cuppa and nearly jumped out of her skin when she finally noticed she wasn't alone. "River!" She gasped, cold tea spilling onto her hand and on the table. "When did you get here?" Amy asked once she calmed down.
"Just a couple of minutes ago!" River told her, reaching her hand out quickly to take the cup out of her mother's hands. The ceramic was cold to the touch and so she was reassured that she hadn't scalded herself.
"You were in a whole other world," she remarked, taking the cup away for her and passing her the kitchen towel to wipe her hands dry. "Is everything alright?" she asked, casting her a curious look out of the corner of her eye.
Takeing the towel from her, Amy wiped her hands and then the table. Avoiding eye contact with her daughter for as long as she could. "Everything's fine." Amy said, hardly able to make her smile look anything but fake as she finally looked up at her. "But, em-" Clearing her throat, Amy moved past River to toss the damp cloth on the counter. "Now's not the best time." She turned around to face River again. "I'm-" She was what? Amy had to come up with a plausible reason to be left alone without telling her the truth. "I'm about to go out, actually." As if to prove her point she went to grab the car keys that were no were longer there.
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But sometimes, it wasn't all about the adventures and the romance and the running, sometimes, she was a little more grounded.
Sometimes, she went home.
On this particular day, River was bound for her parents' house, the coordinates a well-used sequence on her keypad. As usual, her arrival came with an almighty crash of lightning, the storms of the vortex blasting through the house before vanishing. In its wake, stood River Song, fresh from adventure, her dress still swinging about her knees.
"Mother?" she called as she read through the hallway, then appearing in the kitchen doorway.
"Sorry I'm late," she said as she bustled in, her hair bouncing after her. "Not that I'm late to you, but really I should have ( ... )
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"You were in a whole other world," she remarked, taking the cup away for her and passing her the kitchen towel to wipe her hands dry. "Is everything alright?" she asked, casting her a curious look out of the corner of her eye.
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