So I know I never finish anything so if you want to skip this story its fine but maybe fifth time's a charm? This story is River/Doctor (11) centric and involves a timebaby (of course!) but it's not fluff (hopefully). Anyways it also includes Clara, Rose and the Tenth Doctor's duplicate, Amy and Rory from both universes, Madame Kovarian, the Silence, and maybe Brian? Don't quite know yet.

The Doctor flew around the Tardis controls, flipping off the breaks and using the stabilizers. The last thing he needed right now was to wake Clara up and be forced to have the where-are-we-going conversation which would ultimately force him to come up with a new destination.

The Tardis landed with a slight bump and the Doctor turned nervously towards the stairs. Such a bump would never have woken Amy or Rory but Clara was notoriously quick on her feet and a light sleeper. The door creaked open and River stepped through, a playful look on her face.

"Sweetie, what have I said about landing in the living room?" She was fully dressed, a gun in the holster around her waist despite the late hour.

The Doctor spun around to face her, "Well . . . "

"Don't. I hate looking for furniture." River pulled her blue diary out from under her arm and began to page through it.

The Doctor walked over and hugged her. Stunned, River returned a hug before pulling him away from her to look at him, "Post Manhattan?"

He nodded and turned away. The pair stood in a moment of awkward silence before he spun back around, an accusatory look on his face, "Where have you been?"

"What?" River didn't seem startled though, more resigned.

"I asked you to come with me and haven't seen you since. I found your address, I went to your house and when you weren't there I returned later and later but you never showed, until today!"

"Sweetie –"

"Where. Have. You. Been." It was not a question, it was a command. The Doctor glared at her, "This the first occurrence of you since Manhattan and it's been nearly two years for the Earth."

River just looked at him, silent before turning away, "New companion yet?"

The Doctor held his stare for a moment longer but when she refused to meet his gaze he shrugged, "Clara."

River gave a slight smile, "I always liked her though she did need a few friendly warnings."

The Doctor chuckled and turned away, back to the controls, "Naturally."

River walked up to him and put her hand over his, "I'm sorry."

He nodded but pulled his hand away. He threw a lever and the whole Tardis jolted, he didn't even remember that Clara was sleeping. And indeed, she wasn't. She'd heard the whole conversation.

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River woke up dazed and disoriented. The sterilized white of the surrounding room nearly blinded her as she regained consciousness. As the room came into focus she seized, prevented from any large movement by cuffs up and down her body. She wrenched against them, trying for calm, and a trickle of blood ran down her arm.

"Now, now, Melody." Madame Kovarian looked down at River, an expression of satisfaction on her face. "Try not to struggle, it's bad for you in so many ways."

River stopped pulling at the bonds but the panic behind her eyes was evident, "Let. Me. Go."

Madame Kovarian shook her head, "I'll let you up though." She flipped a switch and the table folded upwards. "I would have been more careful, if I were you and I definitely wouldn't have left the Doctor's side."

River glared at her but didn't answer with a usual retort. Madame Kovarian grinned and pressed a button on the wall, "We need to do some tests – you never know after all. Time lord biology is so tricky. It took a huge amount of resources for us to get your mother through the birth."

Shock blanked River's mind for a moment, surely not . . . but there it was. As she looked down she could see the pregnancy bump and she berated herself for being so stupid. She could remember finding out, it hadn't been that long ago – definitely not long enough for her to be this far along. Shuddering, River looked back to Kovarian, "How long have I been here?"

"Seven months." Kovarian patted River's stomach and River flinched. "I'll leave you to the doctor's now." She smiled and left the room.

Two humanoids walked in, a woman and a man, looking nervous. They'd been warned to an extent about this psychopath. According to their coworkers, she killed for sport and had even been locked away in Stormcage for it until she'd somehow managed to score a release. The last thing they wanted to do was be anywhere near her.

River's appearance startled them though. Her eyes weren't cold, her whole appearance didn't scream assassin or killer. To them, she looked defeated; her hair was straggling out of the bun she'd put it in seven months ago, her eyes were downcast, and blood was running down her arms from her attempt to get out.

The woman stepped forward first and, despite her confusion, reached out to River, "I'm Sabrina . . . I'm here to make sure the baby's healthy and to deliver it. Please feel free to ask me anything, Melody."

"My name isn't Melody." River refused to meet Sabrina's eyes, focusing instead on the cuffs which bound her to the table. She began to wriggle her arms around, testing the strength of the metal.

Sabrina looked down at her chart, the name there was Melody Pond. She turned to the man, "Do we have the right room?" She dropped her voice to a whisper, "She doesn't look like we were told."

The man nodded and stepped forward, "What is your name, miss? We mean no disrespect and we're sorry if you've been mistaken for Miss Pond . . ."

"No, you didn't just grab the wrong pregnant woman off of twenty-first century Earth. I'm River though, River Song. I don't go by Melody Pond, haven't for years." River looked up at him, "Do you think you could let me out?"

Sabrina reached for the controls but the man stopped her, "I'm sorry Miss Song, no. You can't be let out." He turned to Sabrina, "It's a trick."

River banged her head on the table, "It's not a trick. I'm pregnant and have been on this table for seven months. I'd like to move."

Sabrina turned to her coworker, "Damien, what are we going to do? Not let her move for another two months?"

"No." Madame Kovarian strolled in with a pair of soldiers, "See, I knew this would happen. I knew rumors would fly about Melody. And I knew that when you saw her, you would take pity."

"Ma'am . . ."

"No. Thank you." Madame Kovarian walked over to River and checked the bonds, "We needed to send her away and sooner rather than later. You just reminded me as to why. Not to mention that we don't want a repeat of last time."

Sabrina opened her mouth in confusion but Damien just shook his head, "What are we actually here to do?"

"Just give her these injections and leave." Madame Kovarian held up a box, "Check to make sure the baby's ok and then leave her with the guards. Here's the code for the cuffs, you wouldn't have been able to release her even if you wanted to." Madame Kovarian handed them a piece of paper, smiled at River, and left the room.

Sabrina opened the box of injections and paled. "Damien . . ."

He glanced over, the box was full; nearly twenty bottles of liquids to be inserted into the blood stream. River was looking at them almost nervously and, at the expressions on their faces, began to wrench at the cuffs.

The two doctors glanced from the pregnant woman to the guards before Damien sighed, "They could be good for her . . ."

Sabrina looked at him in disbelief, "You can't honestly think that."

River bit her lip, "What is it? Just tell me."

Sabrina handed the box to Damien and walked over to River. "I'm going to let you out now but . . . when I do; we'll also have to start giving you the medicine."

River nodded and Sabrina unlocked the cuffs. River slid off the table only to have her legs give out on her as soon as her feet hit the floor. She glared at the floor in irritation and struggled to stand. Sabrina tried to help her up but River just jerked away.

"Ma'am, Sir, Madame Kovarian orders you to begin. We will help if necessary." The soldiers moved to stand on either side of River, who immediately gave them an irritated look.

Damien shakily started to put the first vial into the injector, "River, can you stand up, please?"

"No." She tried again to make her legs work but they were simply too weak after months of malnourishment and being held in one place.

Damien looked to Sabrina for assistance but she shrugged. The soldiers, taking this for as a sign yanked River up with no care towards her chaffed arms. She gasped slightly in pain and Sabrina opened her mouth to demand the guards release her but Damien shook his head, "We can't administer these in any other way."

Sabrina sighed and began to line up the bottles in the correct order, trying hard not to look at River's increasingly pale face.

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On a misty beach in another universe a family was setting up a dinner – an age old tradition.

Alrighty, this looks alright enough. And writing TV characters is hard! I feel like I did a terrible job with such complex characters . . . .Oh well . . . Please leave a review!