River Song sighed as Rory, dressed as the Roman Centurion he was, left. River jumped as a voice sounded from behind her.

"Hello, Melody Pond."

River turned, facing the woman sitting on her bed, and spoke. "Shouldn't you be with the Doctor?"

"Today is the day the Doctor finds me. And the day he finds out who you truly are. And River, please do stop kissing my husband. You're giving him mixed signals. He probably thinks you two end up as lovers in his future."

"I doubt that."

"He is a man," the woman, hidden in the shadows, replied.

River paused, considering the woman's words. "Perhaps. But it's so fun, teasing him like that."

The woman on the bed rolled her eyes, shifting so that River could sit beside her.

"Why are you here?" River asked the woman.

"The Doctor, my Doctor, is going to his death today. I couldn't be there, I didn't want to see my husband die, not again."

"So you came to visit the woman who kills him?"

"Oh, he'll be fine," the woman said, waving her hand in dismissal. "But you, dear Melody, won't be."

"You forget that it's already happened for me, sweetie."

"I must go. The Doctor is expecting me to be there with the Tardis after he's done with his business."

The woman rose from the bed, her blond hair shining in the dim light as her golden eyes met River's. "Goodbye, Melody."

River smiled at her best friend. "Goodbye, Rose."