Chapter 1

Hello Sweeties! I'm back! You can read "A Surprising Date" before this, but it's not necessary. Sorta what I call mild angst sprinkled in here, but anyways, enjoy! KissKiss

March 30th

River Song sunk into the sheets with the Doctor close behind. They were both gasping for air after the amazing climax they both experienced, sweaty and still in a state of euphoria.

"That was the best I've had in years Doctor Song." The Doctor's chest heaved, trying to get some much needed oxygen. Realizing how what he said sounded, he quickly backtracked.

"Not that every time with you isn't pleasurable, but-" River put a silky finger to his lips, shushing him.

"I get it Sweetie. Anytime." she purred with a wink. She propped herself up on one elbow, also panting heavily but not as bad as he.

"How about in a couple minutes?" He smirked

"I don't know Sweetie, you are pretty winded." She certainly was not going to deny, that was the roughest sex they'd had since the wedding night. She leaned over the edge of the bed into her nightstand to grab more perfume. His favorite, Vanilla and Honey, was the one she always kept handy.

"Plus Sweetie," She said straightening back up. "I'm kind of worn out, Why don't we-" When she glanced over to look at him, she found him asleep, rolled onto his stomach.

"Oh you idiot" She whispered, leaning over to kiss his hair. Even though she was upset he'd gone to sleep, she's glad to have the chance to think to herself. Just her and her thoughts.

Lately, she had been wanting a child. Not just any child, but a child with her husband. She felt a certain loneliness that could only be filled by the joyous sound of little feet wandering the halls of the TARDIS. After all, her and the Doctor had been married 2 years, They could handle a child right? She gently put a hand on her stomach, hoping something was there. She gently stroked her thumb back and forth, stopping only when she felt her eyes well up with tears. No, she thought wiping her eyes with the side of her finger. She didn't want it to be evident in the morning that she had cried. Certainly dried mascara and eyeliner smeared on her face would be a tip-off. For god's sake River you took down the silence practically single handed, faced so many dangers, almost been killed multiple times. Are you going to cry over something as simple as this?! Her head said.

Yes, I am. Her heart replied. She had decided long before she met the Doctor that she wanted a little girl, so she could not only dress her up as a princess, but treat her like one aswell. But she'd be happy with a little prince also.

She shook herself out of thought. If she kept thinking on a subject like that, she'd depress herself. She decided she would talk to him about conceiving, but it could wait until later. She didn't want to wake him anyways.

As she reached over to turn off the dim light, she put back the perfume she realized she still had in her hand.

"I would name her Azalea." She smiled whispering to herself, careful the Doctor did not hear her. She let a single tear escape her eye before she sighed, and put her head on her pillow. She quickly drifted into sleep, dreaming of her and the Doctor's child.

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