A/N: This is my first ever Doctor Who story. I hope you guys will like it! But even if you don't, let me know why. That way, I can improve the story and my writing.

Disclaimer: I own nothing. But I sure wish I did…

Chapter One

When the rain is blowing in your face,
and the whole world is on your case
I could offer you a warm embrace
to make you feel my love.

The Doctor is at his wits end and River knows it. He's pacing back and forth in the rain, his hair is sticking to his head and his face is red from the cold. That also has to do with the fact he gave her his jacket when the TARDIS landed them here instead of going where he'd intended, a tiny tropical island. River had a dig there and he had offered her a lift.

And his nervousness has to do with the fact the TARDIS is hundreds of miles away and they've been attacked by Weeping Angels. They'd only managed to escape by the skin of their teeth by using all of their intelligence to divert attention and steel a small plane. But having had to leave the TARDIS was making them both just a little bit scared.

"I thought we'd destroyed that lot when that ship crashed and Octavian, his Clerics and us went after what we believed was one Angel. And now we've got this lot on our backs! They could be so close to us by now, there's no knowing how fast they are," he says to himself, seemingly not aware River is still there.

She decided he's ignored her long enough. She can help, if he'll only let her. She clears her throat, which finally gets his attention.

"They're fast, we know that. But they can't keep moving at such a high speed or they'll have used all of their energy by the time they get to us. They won't be able to transport us in time or even kill us then. We're both looking at all sides, we'll hear and see them when they get here. But I think we shouldn't wait for them," she tells him.

His curiosity seems to be peaked. Despite his continuously looking around, he nods for her to keep talking. So she does, even as she spins around and keeps her ears tuned to the sounds around her.

"I suggest we take the plane. We could use it to do some reconnaissance of the island, discover where they're at and what the best place is to hole up. Maybe we'll even get an idea to destroy those creatures once and for all or perhaps we'll get back to the TARDIS and she'll take us out somehow," River says.

The Doctor ponder what she's just said for a moment. The silence is in no way comforting, but hearing the creaking of branches would mean the Angels are close and that would be even worse. This situation really gives new meaning to the adage to choose the lesser of two evils.

"The plane has just enough fuel left for a tour around the island. We had better either find something the first time around or make it to the TARDIS without running into any Angels, because else, flying that plane until we run out of fuel will be our only option," the Doctor finally says.

"I know that. But if we stay here, we'll be dead within the next two days. I didn't think you'd prefer that over trying to find a way out, however difficult it might be," she replies.

She knows she's needling, but she also knows it'll be worth it. The Doctor is very intelligent and he only needs to be pressured slightly in order to find what they need in that great brain of his.

"Of course I want to make it out, and of course I want to rid the world of these Weeping Angels. And unless we can destroy a couple of them, the TARDIS won't let us leave. So get your ass into that plane, professor River Song," the Doctor orders her.

"When you're a little older you'll like my ass. Oops, spoilers," she sweetly smiles as she makes her way to the plane without taking her eyes off of her surroundings. No need to take risks, after all. But even in a situation like this, soaked and surrounded by deadly creatures, the flirting makes her feel much more like her ordinary self.

The Doctor also boards and starts the plane, leaving it to River to assure their enemies are not there yet to stop them. Despite not having seen much of each other yet, the always present bond of trust seems to have survived one more regeneration.

"Who says I don't like it now already? Don't think you know everything just because you're from my future," he admonishes her, giving her a stern look as they get ready to take off.

It's one of the only things he knows by now, apart from the fact that she's a good fighter and a walking mystery. And River loves to tease him with that, loves to see his face when she once again says spoilers. It's hilarious to see him role his eyes, even if she wishes she could simply tell him everything.

Finally, they're in the air. For the first time in more than six hours, River finally feels safe. One thing the Angels can't do is fly. Now, she can focus on defending the Doctor and herself and destroying these creatures. Because he's right, the TARDIS brought them here to rid the world of them and she won't take them home if they don't at least give it all they've got.

The both of them scan the surroundings carefully, she to the left and he to the right. Time passes antagonisingly slowly, and River's acutely aware they don't have even a minute to spare. But she holds on to her believe they'll make it. As long as she has the Doctor, she knows she will.

"Hey, look at that. Over there, behind that large group of trees on my side here. What do you think that is?" the Doctor suddenly asks.

River looks in the aforementioned direction. The world seems to be missing a very large chunk there, and there are multiple hills next to the large hole. Judging from the size, colour and depth, it can only be one thing.

"That would be a quarry. Whoever lived here before the Angels came must have taken stones from it to build houses and other structures. It's a very large one too, easily two times the size if the larges one you'd ever see on earth," she says.

As an archaeologist, she has done air reconnaissance of large areas before, and her journeys with the Doctor have also lead her to a plane more than once. So she can judge the size of that thing a little more easily than most. Luckily, the Doctor doesn't question her accuracy on the matter.

"Hmm, how many of the Angels could we get in there if we tried our very best?" the Doctor wonders aloud.

"I think we could fit quite a few in there. It's wide and deep. But I suppose it also depends on the plan you're hatching for a big part," River answers his questions.

The Doctor doesn't answer straight away. Instead, he steers them towards the foot of one of the hills next to the quarry. It's not the easiest place to land, but it's possible to land the plane there and it's the closest they can get.

The Doctor immediately bends down and scans the soil with his sonic screwdriver. He looks at the results without sharing them with her, but River doesn't care. He'll tell her what she needs to know when the time is there. She keeps twisting around on the spot and gathers as much information as possible herself whilst doing that.

She hears the Doctor mumble to himself and she hears him push or kick some of the smaller rocks. Almost subconsciously, River takes her gun out of her waistband and readies it. Here, much closer to where they last saw the Angels, she feels acutely aware they could be here at any second.

"Alright, River. We're going to lure the Angels into this quarry and we're going to bring these mountains down upon them. How does that sound," the Doctor asks, a wicked glint in his eyes and a smile pulling at the corners of his mouth.

She gives him one her most seductive smiles before looking in the other direction again. She has an idea or two about how to do this, but she can only hope he'll let her have her way. The man is very protective of those around him.

"It sounds good. I say we prepare for their arrival, I sonic you while you let them know we're here and then I lure them into the trap. You're more important to the world than I am, and I'm sure you'll manage to save me," she sweetly says.

Another spin in his direction shows him rolling his eyes, which makes her laugh. That ears her a raised eyebrow, which really doesn't help. But the Doctor fortunately doesn't complain about her suggested approach. He probably either realises she has a point or doesn't want to waste time arguing.

"Now all we have to decide, is how to bring these mountains down upon the Angels. Preferably very fast, too. And we'll have to make sure we can get both of our pretty faces out of here the very second those come crashing down, we won't be able to keep them paralysed forever," he says.

River begins to rummage through her pockets. The dress she's wearing has so many of them it takes her longer than she would have liked. In the end, she comes across strings of rope, pens, pieces of paper and a lighter. She can't remember where she picked that things up, but she's glad it's there.

"How about we rig up some kind of detonation mechanism for all the mountains? We could use some of the airplane's fuel, my lighter, the strings I have and your sonic, something else, I don't know. If we can bring down all the mountains at the same time, we won't have to keep the Angels paralysed for a long time. And gravity will make sure the rocks that come down will end up where we need them to, as well as ensure the Angels won't have a choice but run in the opposite direction of us," River says.

"I can detonate any kind of mechanism with the sonic, all we need is some sort of container for the fuel and the right place to put the stuff. Can we find that here?" the Doctor wants to know.

River continues to scan the environment, and doubts they can. There's broken branches and leaves, plants and other sorts of vegetation she can't name. But there's nothing that looks even remotely like a box or basket that will hold a liquid.

"I think I have something to work with. If you could just grab a few oxygen tanks and some tanks of whatever else that's combustible from the plane and put them where I tell you to, that would be great. I'll intensify the blast with the fuel by using the sonic. Because lighting the fuel would only give us a good fire," the Doctor says.

River knows he can do that, and it's the exact thing she was referring to before. Apparently, he didn't notice that and thought she was planning on simply lighting the fuel. Oh well, it could have been worse. So she simply ignores that.

Instead of speaking, she makes a run for the plane. Her wild curly hair bounces around her face, so she pushes is back. Somewhere in her other pockets is probably a hair pin or elastic band, but she's no desire to look for it.

She'll be needing four of those tanks of oxygen and four doses of other flammable stuff. She carries two of the tanks out the first time and installs them according to the Doctor's instructions. Then, she returns and places the other two in their appropriate position.

Her next great discovery are six large tanks filled with stable yet combustible gas. They can be made to explode, but can also be transported through the air without the risk of them combusting of their own accord. She drags them out one by one and places them next to the oxygen tanks. Then, she uses some kind if vine to ty both tanks together.

"Alright, we need to add the fuel now. In the plane, there have to be containers for the food for the travellers. Go looking for those. And hurry, I have the nagging feeling the Angels are closer than we'd like already," the Doctor warns her.

River's arms and legs are mighty sore from hoisting around those heavy containers and making multiple runs to and from the plane as well as all the walking they've been doing for the past nine hours. But she soldiers on, hurrying to the plane to find what they need.

She uses a hose and fills the necessary pots. They won't need much, just enough for the Doctor to be able to intensify the blast so a large section of each mountain will come down. She then places those on top if the two tanks she's put together on each of the mountains. Her heart's really beginning to race; they can't make mistakes.

The Doctor now takes her hand and softly pushes her in the direction of a platform. It'll be a bit of a walk, but they'll be behind the mountains. They'll hear and see the Angels and with the help of the sonic they'll be able to make the Angels feel they're being watched when they want them to stop.

Dragging their feet, they push past bushes and trees until they reach a winding road upward. When she sneaks a peak from the corner of her eye, River can see the Doctor isn't any happier about the upcoming climb than she is. But neither one of them says it. It needs to be done and they're the only ones who can do it.

Eventually, after one last turn, they're on top of the plateau. Immediately, the sound of the Doctor activating the sonic penetrates the silence. She takes his hand and squeezes it, letting him know she's ready. He squeezes back and brings the sonic up to his mouth.

"Hello, Angels. I know you've been looking for us. Well, search no more. Come to the quarry at the south side of the island. We'll be waiting there. Don't leave us hanging," he says, keeping his voice level and strong despite the stress she knows he's feeling.

He doesn't let go of her hand as she was expecting. He keeps holding on as he has his eyes trained on the quarry. She steps a little closer to him, enjoying and taking comfort from the fact he's not pulling away. It's only the second time they've seen each other since his last regeneration and he's not usually this close to her at such an early stage.

"How far do you think we should let them come into the quarry?" he suddenly wants to know. A small tremor courses through him as he asks, and she can feel the goose bumps rise on her own skin as well.

"I think three quarters of the way in is the furthest we can go. There'll be a hell of a lot of Angels in there that way and there's enough space between them and us as well that way. And if we're lucky, we'll be able to make it to the plane to get back to the TARDIS because they'll all be crushed to pieces. Or at least I hope they'll be crushed," she adds under her breath.

But the Doctor hears those words anyway. He links their fingers together when she says them, and River is every so grateful for that. She feels stronger and more connected to him than ever when he does that.

"I hope so too. I've absolutely no idea what the best way is to kill them… But I'm confident they'll at least be incapacitated for a while. There isn't enough energy to restore them, so the ones we crush could be rendered entirely harmless because they can't fix themselves. And don't worry about escaping. I'm sure we will, just have faith," he says.

And for some reason, she feels herself calm down a little bit. She trusts this man with her life and the lives of all those that she loves, she's never doubted him before. She won't start doing that now.

Soon, the sounds coming from the distance tell them the Angels are there. Silently, they watch them appear from between the trees and enter the quarry. To River, it looks like they're confused when they don't immediately see their intended victims. But they keep advancing anyway.

"Now," River says when the Angels have reach the ending point.

And the Doctor presses a button on his sonic. The effect is instantaneous and huge. With a deafening sound, enormous boulders start rolling down the mountains. The mountains seem to shrink as that goes on, and River and the Doctor watch as the Angels are surprised. The Doctor now presses another button, and a large number of the Angels present freezes.

Slowly, the sounds die away. All that remains is a vast cloud of dust, which she hopes also contains tiny particles of the Angels they've just tried to destroy. But waiting to find out is not an option.

The TARDIS seems to agree, because out of the blue she turns up behind them. The Doctor pulls River towards it, but she needs no encouragement. She wants to leave as soon as possible.

With the click of the doors, their ordeal is finally over. They're away from an island full of creatures that tried to kill them, they're out of the rain. The Doctor rushes to take them somewhere else, preferably her home this time.

"Doctor? Thank you. You saved my life out there," she says.

And she hugs the Doctor, despite the both of them being wet and chilly. She puts her arms around him and rests her forehead against his clavicle. For a second, the Doctor seems unsure of what to do, but then he hugs her back.

"And I'd save you again tomorrow if need be, River," he promises her, the words whispered in her ear so softly she isn't even sure she was meant to hear them in the first place. But she has heard them, and she will always remember them.

For a few minutes, they stay like that. River clings to the Doctor and The Doctor clings to her. And in that moment, she feels the first seeds of the love they've shared before begin to grow.

So she vows to nurture them as always. Because this man is worth it.