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“The TARDIS almost died today.” He finds himself speaking to her, and he’s not sure why, but she turns to face him immediately. She doesn’t look particularly surprised, and he wonders if she knew about this already. Probably. “She was stolen – just snatched and put into a human body and she died.”

“But you saved her.” Her voice is soft and he knows that yes, she does know. Did he tell her? Does he – will he? He pushes a foot against the ground and sways in the repair swing as she watches him. Her hands are twisting wires together once more but she doesn’t take her eyes from him as she works. He finds himself watching her hands, small and deft and sure.

“She still died.” He whispers as his eyes track her hands and then he looks up to her face. “Do you know the last thing she was asking for?”

River’s hands still then and she looks down at him, moving closer to the swing. “What?”

“You.” And maybe he does allow some of the jealousy to seep through then, because the TARDIS is his ship. “Water. Over and over again she asked for water – but she meant you.”

- although our undivided loves are one ; by areyoumarriedriver