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Who: River Song and you! (With a closed thread for Ten)
What: An open log!
Where: River is a wanderer, so if you want to find her somewhere, find her there!
Warning: Flirting. All the flirting.

[River was restless. It was something that she couldn't help, and was one of the reasons that she'd gotten into so much trouble when she was teenage Mels. Granted, she'd outgrown stealing buses and sports cars (probably) but she was used to her vortex manipulator and stealing the TARDIS when she needed to. Being landlocked here was annoying and frustrating, so she wandered. At least if she was wandering then she wasn't sitting still waiting for something to happen here.

It always felt like something was on the cusp of happening here to River.

Of course, she is often found at the home she shares with her parents and the Doctor(s), because she promised to try and be home for dinner. And then there was the fact that she was teaching, so River could be found in her classroom, or in her office with a smile and a cup of tea for students who were enthusiastic about learning. River was a great teacher, so she often found herself having people who wanted to chat.

But be it a bar or out in the woods, she was getting to learn the entire world as much as she could so that it would be as familiar to her as the grounds around Leadworth.]

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[When River was out and wandering around, she happened to be armed. It just made sense given how there were wild animals attacking people at times and there was all manner of people here. She'd come in with the gun that she'd always carried at home, so she couldn't help but draw it when she saw the Doctor walking around.

Of course, she kept it loose in her hand and by her side, because she didn't want another lecture about carrying a gun. At least a few Doctors didn't mind it so much, but she knew that this one did.

But her keen eye moved over how rough he looked, and that was the only reason that River approached him with concern in her eyes. They were meant to be staying away from one another, yes, but this situation was different and it caused her to break that promise. She stood next to him and kept her voice low, in case he was still in the middle of whatever had marked him up like this.

Sometimes River could be safe after all.]

Are you alright, Doctor?

[No sweetie, no nothing like that. No flirting, just concern and his name.]

Amy grinned at her daughter when she saw her. "About to put dinner on, want to keep me company? There's tea in the kettle already made. I think Rory went to take a walk... or he wanted to talk... or something. Wasn't really listening," she said with a grin.

River just grinned at her mother when she came in for dinner, because she was glad to see that her mother was cooking. Yes, she knew that Amy could cook, but it still brought her back to those days when they were little mucking about in the kitchen in the house in Leadworth. "Sure. What are we having?"

There was a small part of her that wanted to say 'not fish fingers and custard' because while she loved her mother and her Doctors, there were just some things that still didn't go together in her mind.

"I was thinking of maybe making a roast with a sides of beans and sauteed veggies, unless you had something else in mind?" she asked. "I stocked up the fridge, so we have a fair amount of options, and I don't have a taste for anything specifically except apple pie, and I've already started on the filling for that."

No, no fish fingers and custard tonight. Though she was trying to learn to make Yorkshire pudding.

[He's in pain but that's something he's used to - on the other hand, he's lucky that where he was shot wasn't fatal or deep for that matter but he still has blood on his pants where his knee is and the skin exposed and walking rather oddly and that one shot in his upper shoulder also in the bone. He'll be fine he can feel himself healing as he's walking.]

Fine. Brillant. Just fine.

[Emotionally no. But not because of this and physically - he's getting there. He's not going to stop even if he's walking a bit strange. At least - well they took care of the robots with the guns.]

Thank goodness for no fish fingers and custard. The idea of a roast made her smile, and think of Sundays at the Williams house where Mels normally ended up for Sunday roast anyway even if she was fighting with Rory or not. There were some times she wished that she could show up to Arthur and tell him who Mels had been and who she was now, but alas it wasn't something that could happen. Being River Song means your future and past are all backwards, and sometimes the people you love don't love you back, simple as that.

But not as simple as roast. "I can help peel and cut if you'd like. That bit I'm good at." Peeling and cutting, not so much having the patience to sit still and wait for the food to be finished. That was the boring bit and River didn't do the boring bits as much as her husbands and parents didn't.

You're bleeding.

[It's said calmly as if it's the most natural thing in the world for her to come across a bleeding and rather oddly walking Doctor. Which given everything else, seems like a distinct possibility. Lowering her gun to slip it into the holster at her back (where River could quickly grab it if needed) she stepped closer and offered him a hand.

And more than a hand, she was offering him an ear and a smile as well. Because he simply didn't look at all like he should. He didn't look like anyone should, honestly and that's the bit that bothered her the most.]

Let me help you back to the medical bay in the TARDIS. I think you need a scan of that leg.

"Why should I know you'd want the parts that deal with a knife?" she teased gently, handing over the first carrot. "The rest is in the fridge, I'll get the meat started," she said as she turned to do that.

She was debating bringing up the party to River, but wasn't sure what she would think about the idea...

Yeah, well. That's what happens sometimes.

[Then stops to cringe - hard at the pain]

Could have been worse.

[Like somewhere fatal and pauses and seems to be debating about taking her hand. Considering - he's so emotionally wrecked inside. A little better but still damaged. He wants to run - run where he doesn't know. After a moment or two- does take her hand. She can help him like this but he's not so sure about emotionally bonding and giving her any problems - because if she can't tell - he's a kicked dog in that sense and afraid to let anyone else in. He just better not see her gun or he'll scream at her and limper off]

River just chuckled, as she accepted the first carrot, and then she moved over to the fridge and took out the rest of what she'd thought they'd need for dinner and set it next to the cutting board. River's knife skills were quite good of course, and she peeled them a little less than carefully as she watched her mum work.

"So how's work been, mum?"

"Not bad. The crew here is more easy going than back home. Not sure all of them really know what they're doing. I spend more time chatting with my stylist than actually working. But, getting paid either way. How about yours?"

[When he takes her hand, River steps closer to him, and she slides her shoulder under his non-injured one, being careful not to jostle him too badly when she does it. The last thing that River wants to do is to cause him some kind of pain. Even if she thinks that he probably has done something stupid and heroic like the Doctor always tends to do. Well, she also knew that he wouldn't be the Doctor if he didn't do it.

For a moment, she wonders if she can share some of the regeneration with him that the Doctor with the bow tie had used on her in Manhattan, but she doesn't want to try it, and she also doesn't want to give him any more glimpses into his future than he already has had. She doesn't press about the injuries, but she does ask softly:]

You sure you don't want to try the hospital, Doctor?

"As long as you're getting paid for it, then I suppose that's all that matters." River just smiled at her mum for a moment, before she considered her own work, and she peeled another piece of veg carefully. "Students are students no matter where you are. Though I must say that I miss being the teacher that everyone really wants to have and be teacher's pet for. It wouldn't be so bad if I wasn't losing so thoroughly to the Doctor." There's a rather dramatic sigh at that, but it's mostly for show. Mostly.

She chuckled a bit. "Well, is there another school? If you each work a different school, you can each be the superstar, and then occasionally guest lecture for each other." Practical Pond advice. A rare delicacy. "And then when you visit each other it is new hallways and unfamiliar faces...."

"Alas, not at the university level. I'm afraid I'm going to need to actually go forward and find something interesting here in order to out do him. Of course, being as he is the Doctor, he'd probably be right along there with me." There was a soft fondness in River's smile, and that was something that she was glad about even though they were all stuck here; at least it was together, at least they had one another. River really couldn't be at all angry about it.

"And you too of course. Make it a large family affair. We'll bring dad along to make sure someone is practical about things."

"I thought we brought him around to have someone to laugh at," she said with a grin. She loved Rory. And she loved that they were all together. She could make this home, let this be real life... for the time being.

"Well, I am fond of laughing at the Doctor..." The Pond women and their spouses after all. River took after her mother in more ways than one. "But I suppose the two of them can share that honor." River just grinned as she sliced up one of the pieces of veg and showed it to Amy. "About this size?"

"Or a bit thinner, yeah." she said to the veg, then chuckled. "Rory and the Doctor never were so good about sharing, though they did their best to pretend to be." They were cute.

River grabbed the veg and started to slice it thinner, and the she laughed a bit. "Well, mum, to be fair neither one of them wanted to share you. Thankfully they worked that bit out." And River herself did too. She used to be more selfish about her parents time, but she was better at that now.

[Meanwhile, Ten can feel his flesh pushing the lead bullets out of his bone and his bones mending and his flesh and nerves following.]

Yes.

[Ten states quickly with an underlining of pain in his voice. He doesn't like the hospital. Especially with bullets in him because that brings back, bad memories of Seven being shot in the chest and the surgery killing him and not the bullets]

TARDIS medical bay it is then. Hope you've got your key. I left mine at home.

[Which wasn't something River ever normally did, but she didn't want the temptation to go and visit her mother, so it sat in her nightstand. Not that she needed to sleep much of course, but she still had her bedroom. But for now, she's focused on him and the pain that he's feeling and she wishes, not for the first time when it comes to him, that she'd not used up all of her regeneration energy years ago.

For a moment, she just pauses when she hears the ping of what can only be a bullet hitting the ground, and she keeps her hand on him when she pokes it with her toe.]

How many more bullets do you have inside, Doctor?

She stuck out her tongue a bit. "No one wants to share me. I'm just that amazing." She would have flipped her scarf if she were wearing one, and not cooking. Instead she just grinned at her daughter. She had her own ideas about sharing. she just gathered everyone she loved into the same pace as often as she could so she didn't have to split her time. So she could share as many moments with all of them as possible.

"Yes you are." River just gave her mother a fond and warm smile. It was still more than a little bit awe-inspiring to her that Amy handled this as well as she did. For all of the things that River could handle, having a child taken from her and raised to be a weapon and then having the child come back as so much older wasn't one of them. So she respected her and loved her all the more for that.

Popping a bit of carrot in her mouth, River went back to chopping. "So who all is coming 'round for dinner?"

"You, Rory, me. Beyond that..." she shrugged. "No clue. We'll set out plenty of plates, and whatever we don't finish will keep for leftovers. Fun giving your father a bag of soup to take to work as his lunch."

[Ten gives River a painful head nod about having his key and collapses for a moment from his knee that healed but quickly gathers himself up]

Just the shoulder.

[He could take himself the rest of the way now and is debating if he should because he shouldn't be attaching himself to more people - but he does need help outside of Martha and Jack or rather Jack at the moment and wearing him down isn't fair. He's emotionally twisted up inside and feels damned either way]

[River quickly moves to support him when he collapses, and then she leaned back to look over at his shoulder.]

The quicker we pop them out, the quicker you'll heal and the less pain you'll be in.

[It's just said entirely matter-of-fact, from a woman whose needed to say similar things hundred of times over her life. That's what happens when you're River Song and out in the universe.

Without waiting to ask him, River just steers him towards a bench, taking a deep breath as she did it.]

It'll hurt less to cut them out than to let them work out too.

"I don't know what he fusses so about it for. I love taking bags of soup for lunch." River means it, she loves leftover soup, and actually does eat it in her office. Most of the time anyway.

She grinned. "I'll make sure there is plenty for you too." Good to know.

[Yeah, knows that River - working on that.]

No. I'm not going to the hospital. Martha isn't there.

[No matter how much he winces or grinds his teeth in pain and then proceeds to run off and running to one side as he's leaning into the shoulder that is in pain. So he might be a bit slower]

[River's not chasing him, because if he wants to be the sort of moron who runs while he's got a bullet in him then he's too stupid to stop running. But she does shout after him.]

Oh my god sometimes you're such an idiot. I wasn't going to take you to the hospital, I was going to cut it out myself. That's why I wanted you to sit!

[And stops. He doesn't turn around - but seems to be debating the notion. Ordinarily, he wouldn't be debating this and be turning right back - but he's covered in rose thorns and really doesn't want to be involved with someone. Which includes this scenario and clicks his tongue.

He is a bit tired from having pushed out the one in his knee himself but - this is a bad path he's starting on if he doesn't take her offered help either. There's a deep sigh and side glances back before slowly walking back towards River]

"Excellent. If nothing else I'll make sure sunglasses gets some. His office is just down the hallway from mine." And it's probably where she sees him the most though she doesn't say it.

[river knows that deep sigh, and she makes one herself as she comes to meet him halfway once more. Quickly she offers him her arm to take some of his weight and she is stronger than she would appear. Her voice is soft when she speaks.]

Doctor, you help everyone else. Sometimes you need to let people help you. It doesn't need to be a whole production of concern. It doesn't mean anything other than a stranger helping you out.

She nodded. "Good. I'll make sure there is plenty then. Maybe I should ask the Doctors once they figure out how to make the house bigger on the inside how to do that to our tupperware."

She wend into the cabinets for a bigger pot.

"He's going to make it bigger on the inside?" River didn't know that, but now her mother has her complete attention. Her eyes are a little bit wide, and while she'd rather have access to the TARDIS (it still hurts a bit that she doesn't, but River being River isn't going to say anything.

"Yep." she reached over and grabbed a piece of carrot and tossed it into her mouth, chewing. "We're talking about if there is any way I can help ther than being, well, me. And making him laugh of course."

"Hmm." River looks interested and she picks up a carrot of her own and she nibbles on it considering. "Are all three of him going to be working together on it?" Because while River is interesting, she knows how distracting she can be, especially when they're showing off their being clever.

"No clue. So far I only asked the one in the tie. Kind of had the feeling he needed to be asked for help, so I asked."

[Ten does take the arm offer and continues over to the bench to lie down. Excuse him if accepting help hurts his pride. You seem to forget, River - that he brings in strangers all the time and as much as he tries ends up bonding with them to different varying degrees]

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For 10!

A little before dinner

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And if this were on my Donovan journal, there would be a joke about it being an appealing task.

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Lol.

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