Caldonia Just another day in the life of the Ponds, stranded on an alien planet... It's not always a disaster. Caldonia by Betawhofic
They’d landed on the planet Caledonia, a surprisingly sunny place, considering it had been named after Scotland, but one with a nice heathery landscape, cliffs, rocky beaches, and brisk spring winds.
Amy and Rory had taken a walk, the Doctor assured them there were no aggressive natives or dangerous fauna. Going from his track record on that, Rory had looked at River and gotten a nod that this time he was right.
The Doctor and River had stayed behind to argue over how to repair the Tardis, which had landed them here by mistake, but fortuitously.
Amy and Rory strolled back a few hours later, considering that the obligatory sparks and fires and yelling would be over by now.
They climbed up the grassy knoll where the Tardis was parked to find River sitting in the grass. She didn’t see them at first. She was crooning a soft lullaby, and her hand was tracing the Doctor&
Hot HandsRiver and the Doctor's relationship is very timey-wimey. Sometimes she's the older in their relationship, sometimes he is. But one thing is for sure, it's always a surprise, and unexpectedly, full of hidden rewards...Hot Hands by Betawhofic
The Doctor was alone in the Tardis, happily working on the console. He felt a hand grip his thigh.
He jumped up, hitting his head on the underside of the console and scrambled out, crabwalking sideways frantically away from that grasping hand.
He stared. “River!”
His curly haired wife grinned at him, her hand still on his thigh. “Hello, Sweetie.”
He hyperventilated and lay back down on the glass floor, puffing. “Don’t do that to me!”
Her hot hand petted his thigh. “Sorry, Sweetie, I couldn’t resist.”
“What are you doing here?” He was trying to ignore the feel of her hot little hand on his thigh. He swiveled his eyes down to her, looking her up and down, trying to gauge how old she was th
The Many Faces of River SongWith River Song, there's never a dull moment...The Many Faces of River Song by Betawhofic
She keeps him on his toes.
River Song, in black leather and silver studs, looking like a biker, one leg drawn up casually and sporting high heels, eyes daring him to adventure.
River Song, in a Victorian ball gown, hair swept up in elaborate curls, dripping with chunky jewelry, out-aristocrating everyone in sight.
River Song, in halter top and short shorts, tanned and bouncy, grinning in challenge as she served a volleyball.
River Song, dense, fierce, and angry, covered in soot and burns, a rifle in one hand, a pistol in the other, emerging through the smoke like an avenging angel.
River Song, hair askew, smiling softly, a pillow crease in one cheek, wearing nothing but satisfaction.
River Song, his wife, his friend, his tormenter, his puzzle, his challenge. His song.
Baby NamesWhat would the Doctor and River name their child?Baby Names by Betawhofic
“Oh my god, River. We made a person!”
The Doctor stared up from the medical scanner screen in the Tardis sickbay, his eyes wide with awe. He stared back down at the small cluster of pink cells showing on the screen.
River, sitting on the diagnostic bed, grinned at him flirtily. “Not quite, Sweetie. She’s only four cells so far.”
“She? You know it’s a she?” he asked excitedly, his eyes so huge and gleaming he looked ready to burst with excitement.
“No, but I’ve got to use some pronoun.” She cocked her head at him. “Are you pleased?”
“Pleased? Pleased!” He whooped and scooped her up in a whirling dance, arms and legs going everywhere, bouncing her around until her hair bobbed and she started laughing.
“A baby, River! We’re going to have a baby! What will we name her?” He stopped dancing suddenly, h