River's View Part One: Silence in the Library

Here's part one of River's View, a feature that charts a story part from the eyes of River Song.

PART ONE: SILENCE IN THE LIBRARY

"Thanks," I say, flipping through my diary. 

"For what?" the Doctor asks, leaning against the desk.

"The usual. For coming when I call."

"That was you?" 

"You're doing a very good job acting like you don't know me." I reply. "I'm assuming there's a reason."

"Oh, a fairly good one actually." He mutters.
"Okay, should we do diaries then? Where are we this time? Going by your face I'd say it's early days for you, yeah?" I look over him, then back at the diary. "So, um... Crash of the Byzantium. Have we done that yet?" His face is blank. "Obviously ringing no bells. Alright, um. Picnic at Asgard, Have we done Asgard yet?" I ask, remembering Asgard fondly. He, however, doesn't seem to. "Obviously not. Blimey, very early days then. Oo! Life with a time traveller, never knew it could be such hard work. Um..." I pause. He's staring at me. "Look at you. You're young."

"I'm really not, you know," he says with a slight smile.

"Oh but you are. Your eyes!" I caress the side of his face. "You're younger than I've ever seen you."

"You've...seen me before then?" 

A horrible feeling fills me. "Doctor," I say softly. "Please tell me you know who I am." I will him to say, "Oh, River, of course I know who you are!" but he doesn't. He glances at my hand on his shoulder, then meets my gaze. "Who are you?"

In those three words, my hearts break.

I will be doing Forest of the Dead sometime this week. Check the rota to see the who will be doing the next Views.