SakaChan: Hallo Guys! ^_^ So this is my first official Doctor Who story. And I'm dedicating it to the best couple in the world (and the most sassy) River and the 11th Doctor. This is a one shot (only because I'm terrible at writing a long story) but soon enough I will write a full lengthed story (maybe on watt pad or fiction press… or maybe here). I allow constructive criticism but please don't bash, it's downright rude and I'm sure you wouldn't like it being done to you. So after years of never uploading anything, please enjoy my story.

Not everything is as it seems, there are millions of things that happen every day that the mind ignores but the subconscious remembers. It's much more than a simple face but something so complex it could only be described as magic. It's the same logic that's applied to multiple dimensions. Only few are open to the idea of it, but it exists, and once you open your mind to explore different possibilities, you allow yourself to expand your knowledge about the world.

Such was the curious case of the Doctor. A time lord, the last of his kind actually, regenerating himself multiple times to fit his needs (or so we suppose). Now in his eleventh form, the doctor had had multiple companions and lovers… but believe it or not he had just gotten married. And to whom did he get married to? None other than his bespoked psychopath, Melody Pond aka River Song. The marriage was fast and Russian (believe it or not), he had tied their hands together, gotten the consent of the parents (his best friends…quite the long story actually), and finally kissed the bride. The Doctor was a curious man himself, automatically thinking after becoming a newlywed "Blimey, I should have worn the fez." The doctor knew that time with River was scarce. River was a time traveler (somewhat a time lord…like we said, it's a long story) herself, so they were never synchronized. They traveled in different orders and he knew that the first moments he had with her could possibly be her last. It bothered the doctor but he knew that he had to cherish every moment he had with her. He blamed himself for the fact that she could no longer regenerate, "I should have known back then, I almost stopped her killing me", but every time he showed any type of remorse she would always find a way to comfort him, "I wouldn't be River Song if it hadn't happened".

The Doctor was very so awkward with anything dealing with Romance, he wasn't accustomed to it to say the least, it didn't go so well the last time with Rose. He wasn't even sure why he was attracted to River, she always was so reckless, hell would always break lose with her around. She always also seemed to always try to kill him, a fact that the doctor didn't know how to feel toward to. Their always was something so dangerous about River, being with her was like taking a chance, a chance that the Doctor didn't seem to mind. The spark in her eyes never died, and he knew that no matter what happened he would always have River in his heart. No matter how many years passed, how many regenerations happened, simply because he loved her.