Who: Eleven and River What: A talk that neither of them are going to like. And fries. Apparently Eleven likes fries now. When: This minute! Where: The TARDIS Warnings: SPOILERS if you haven't seen any of season 6 of Doctor Who. Angsting most likely. Anything else is TBA
Well, this certainly wasn't the way she'd envisioned telling Amy and the Doctor who she really was. She'd thought there would be a civil conversation where she could calmly explain everything to them both. Not have the secret be broken by a television show and now River had to do damage control. Everything was going to be really awkward between her and Amy for a while until they settled. It would take the most adjustment for Amy, who wasn't even pregnant yet. Or maybe she was, it was hard to say at exactly what point between the Pandorica and the Silence Amy had gotten pregnant. She really wished Rory was here, if for nothing else but to be there for Amy to lean on while she made sense of everything. And more than anything, River wanted both of her parents there again. Her childhood had been screwed up, and her timeline in general was screwed up. But she had long accepted this fact and she had to deal with it as it came. But at least for the time being, she was on a linear timeline with the Doctor and Amy in this world. There wasn't any traveling in opposite directions in this universe, which she was very grateful for.
At least the Eleventh Doctor was good with the news she was A) part Time Lord and B) Amy and Rory's daughter. That would make it easier to be around him. She had yet to get the Tenth Doctor's opinion, and for some reason she feared his opinion of her. After all, he was the one that had absolutely no idea who she was, yet she'd died for him in that Library. And in that death, she believed she finally found exoneration for her crime. And justice had been done for the one she'd killed. Or so she hoped, anyway. So now she was heading back to the TARDIS to have that talk with Eleven that she really rather dreaded. He wouldn't like any of it, she knew this, but he had a right to know. River really wished he was from Demon's Run time instead of Pandorica time. It would then make explaining the whole ultimate weapon thing much easier. He also wouldn't like the sacrifice she'd made for him, but that was tough. She'd wanted him to live, even in that confused state she'd been in. Something inside her had kept prodding at her to not let him die.
"Oh stop it, River," she chastised herself after picking up the fries the Doctor wanted. But the truth was, she would have run and left Amy and Rory there with the dying Doctor if they hadn't implored her to stay and help. River hated thinking about those times, but she had warned the Doctor that when he learned who she was, everything was going to change. Though the warning of change didn't exactly prepare them for what would come. She was glad to not be that person anymore. She liked who she'd become now that she was free from the brainwashing she'd gotten. And it was now that she most resembled her mother in personality. She just didn't have the red hair, but she was fine with that. And she was fine keeping this body for the rest of her life. Though she would miss the exhilaration of getting a new body.
Finally getting to the TARDIS, she paused outside the door and prepared herself. Who knew how the Doctor would take this news. His eleventh regeneration had a lot of anger and no real qualms about expressing it. But she was prepared for that if he had an outburst. She opened the door and stepped inside, glancing around the console room.
"Someone here ordered fries?" She greeted, figuring he was somewhere in the massive console room tinkering with something. He was always tinkering. There was a slight smirk tugging at one corner of her mouth as she approached the staircase to go up to the console.