He'd forgotten how deceptive distan

He'd forgotten how deceptive distances could be in the desert. He's been walking for a tediously long time, occasionally slipping a bit in the sand, before the light grows any brighter. Finally, he crests a dune and finds himself looking down at a small cluster of canvas tents. Flaming torches are spaced evenly around the perimeter. There's no activity in these small hours of the night, but the flap on the largest tent is open, spilling warm light across the sand. He skids down the side of the dune, kicking up yet more sand (he's beginning to hate sand), and cautiously approaches.
The woman inside the tent is sitting on a crate, writing in a notebook. Her face is turned partly away from him, profile half obscured by golden curls. The Doctor's breath catches in his throat.

She chews the end of her pencil, jots down something else. Not her TARDIS diary, he sees now, but a field notebook with pale green pages. "About time you showed up," she says absently. "Just a minute, sweetie, I've got to get this down before…"

The Doctor coughs, and River looks up abruptly; for a moment, she goes very, very still. Then her mouth curves up softly. "Well, aren't you looking spectacular."

"River." Have you seen me before, did you know this would happen— How many times does he have to come to terms with saying goodbye to her? He'd dipped back into her timeline compulsively after Darillium, finally parted with her data ghost on Trenzalore. He can't do this again. He can't. "I'm not staying."

"Don't be ridiculous." River sets her notebook aside. "You must have come here for a reason."

"I really didn't."

"It's okay. I'm sure you'll figure it out eventually."

"It was a coincidence. I landed back over the dunes, thought I'd take a walk."

"In the desert. At night. Dressed like that." Her eyes flick up and down, taking him in. "Want me to guess? Newly regenerated, right? You're wearing that body like you're not sure it fits. Needed a familiar face? Or something?"

The Doctor looks away. "I wasn't alone when it happened. Cl— Someone was there."

"But she isn't with you now."

"No." He doesn't want to talk about this. "What are you doing here?" he asks instead, nodding over at her notebook.

"Shepherding some students on a dig. Looking for evidence of the Alexandria Key, actually. I don't suppose you'll tell me where to find it?"

He snorts. "That would be cheating. Even if it did exist."

"Using the resources available to you isn't cheating." She eyes him thoughtfully. "Besides, rumours of a time traveller visiting the Library of Alexandria before it burned and scanning the entire contents to a data drive? Who does that sound like?"

"You?"

River pushes some papers aside, uncovering a vortex manipulator. "Don't think I haven't tried. That whole time period seems to be locked."

The Doctor shrugs. "Well, it wasn't me. Or if it was, I haven't done it yet. Can't help you."

River rolls her eyes, and he finds himself smiling at her. Maybe this is why he's here. He drinks in the sight of her: her bright, riotous hair, the crinkle at the corner of her eyes when she smiles back at him. She's the same as he remembers, and no matter how much he changes, it makes no difference to her. As far as she's concerned, he's still him, and they're…

Together. Alone, possibly for the last time, in this little tent in the middle of the desert. Well, alone in a tent surrounded by sleeping graduate students, actually, but that's a lot less off-putting than it ought to be; he and River have rarely been able to choose their circumstances. The Doctor swallows, feeling his hearts starting to beat faster. Among other autonomic responses. Now there's something that hasn't happened in a while.

River gives him a long, steady look. "Well, I'm sure I can find something else for you to help me with. I'm certainly not letting you leave like that."

He glances down—he hadn't thought it was that obvious—only to find that his coat is, in fact, covering him decently. He raises an e

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他已经忘记了如何欺骗性距离可以在沙漠中。他已走了冗长的时间，偶尔滑倒有点在沙子上之前光变任何聪明。最后，他查获沙丘和发现自己低头看着帆布帐篷小群集。周围的间距都燃烧的火把。在晚上，这些小小时有没有活动但瓣上最大的帐篷是开放的温暖的光蔓延至沙。他沿着沙丘，踢却更多的砂 (他开始讨厌砂)，侧打滑和谨慎的方法。在帐篷里的女人正坐在板条箱，在笔记本上书写。她的脸被转向部分远离他，一半被金色卷发遮蔽的配置文件。医生的呼吸在他的喉咙中捕获。她嚼她的铅笔的末端，会草草几下别的东西。不她 TARDIS 的日记，他看到现在，只是淡绿色的页字段笔记本。"关于露面的时候你，"她心不在焉地说。"只是一分钟，亲爱的我得把它写下来之前......"医生咳嗽和河突然; 查找了一会儿，她去非常，非常寂静。她的嘴轻轻地曲线向上。"好吧，不你看到壮观。"河"。你看到我之前，你知道会发生这种情况 — — 有多少次来向她说再见吗?他已经回到她的时间表强制后蘸 Darillium，和她上 Trenzalore 的数据鬼最后分手了。他不能再这样了。他不能。"我不会留下"。"别那么可笑"。河留她的笔记本。"你必须有来这里的理由"。"我真的没有"。"没关系。我确信最终你就会知道答案。"这是一个巧合。我降落在沙丘，回想到会散步.""在沙漠里。在晚上。穿成这样"。她的眼睛向上和向下挥一挥，把他带进来"要我猜?新再生，对不对?你穿着那身像你不知道合适。需要一个熟悉的面孔?之类的吗?"医生看起来距离。"我不孤独，它发生的时候。Cl — — 有人在那里.""但她现在不跟你"。"号"他不想谈这个。"你干吗在这里吗?"他问相反，打盹儿在她的笔记本。"挖牧养一些学生。其实寻找的亚历山德里亚关键证据。我不认为你会告诉我在哪里可以找到它吗?"他不屑的说道。"那会作弊。即使它确实存在。"使用你的可用资源并不欺骗。她若有所思地端详着他。"此外，谣言的时间旅行者前往亚历山大图书馆前它烧和扫描到的数据驱动器的全部内容吗?谁? 听起来像""你呢?"河里推一些文件放在一边，揭露涡机械手。"不要认为我没有尝试过。那整个时间段似乎被锁定。医生耸了耸肩。"好吧，那不是我。或者，如果是，还没有做它。不能帮助你。河里翻了一下眼睛，并且他发现他笑她。也许这就是为什么他在这里。他在看见她喝酒: 她明亮、 缤纷的头发，在她笑在他回来的时候她眼角皱纹。她是一样的他回忆说，无论他多少变化，因此对她没有任何区别。她忧虑的是，他依然是他，和他们...在一起。单独的可能是最后一次，在这个沙漠中的小帐篷里。嗯，独自在包围的帐篷里睡毕业的学生，其实，但那有很多不那么令人不快的比它应该做;他和河已经很少能够选择他们的情况。医生燕子，感觉他的心中，心跳加快。在其他自主神经反应。现在还有没有在一段时间发生的事情。河给他一种长期、 稳定的看。"好吧，我肯定还能找到别的事让你帮我。我当然不会让你留在我的"。他低头 — — 他不是认为它是那么明显 — — 却发现，他的外套，事实上，覆盖他体面。他提出了 e

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他忘了在沙漠里有多遥远的距离。他走了一个冗长的时间，偶尔滑沙点，光越亮之前任何。最后，他顶沙丘和发现自己盯着一小簇的帆布帐篷。燃烧的火把在周边均匀分布。在这些小的夜晚里没有什么活动，但是在最大的帐篷里的那一个被打开，把温暖的光洒在沙滩上。他滑下沙丘的一边，踢了更多的沙粒（他开始讨厌沙），和谨慎的方法。帐篷里的女人坐在一个箱子里，写在笔记本上。她的脸部分地从他身上消失了，轮廓一半被金色的卷发遮住了。医生的呼吸在他喉咙里被抓住了。她咬着铅笔头，记下的东西。不是她Tardis的日记，他现在看到的，而是一场笔记本，淡绿色的页面。”关于时间你出现了，”她心不在焉地说。”等一下，亲爱的，我得下来之前…”医生咳嗽，和河抬头突然；那一刻，她非常，非常仍。然后她的嘴轻轻地弯曲了。”嗯，你看起来不是很壮观。”“河”，你见过我吗？你知道这会发生吗？有多少次，他要跟她说再见？他退回到了她的时间表强制darillium跟她分手后，最后的数据在trenzalore鬼。他不能再这样做了。他不能，“我不在。”“别傻了，”河把她的笔记本放在一边。”你一定是来这儿的原因。”“我真的没有。”“没关系。我肯定你最终会知道的。”“这是一个巧合。我落在沙丘上，以为我会散散步。”“在沙漠里。在晚上。她穿着这样的衣服，“她的眼睛上下轻弹，带他进来。”要我猜吗？新再生的，对吗？你穿着那身像你这样的身体不确定它适合。需要一张熟悉的脸吗？还是什么？”医生看了看。”当我不孤单的时候发生的。有人在那里。”“但她现在不在你的。”“不，”他不想谈论这个。”你在这里干什么？”他问道，在她的笔记本上点了点头。“牧羊人在挖一些学生。寻找亚历山大关键证据，实际上。我不认为你会告诉我在哪儿能找到它？”他哼了一声。”那将是欺骗。即使它确实存在。”“利用现有的资源你没有作弊。”她若有所思地盯着他。”此外，在燃烧和扫描整个内容数据驱动一个时间旅行者参观亚历山大图书馆的传闻？这声音是谁的？”“你？”河把一些文件推到一边，发现一个漩涡机械手。”别以为我没有尝试过。整个时间段似乎都被锁上了。”医生耸耸肩。”那不是我。如果是，我还没有做过。不能帮助你。”河卷她的眼睛，他发现自己在微笑。也许这就是他为什么在这里的原因。他喝的酒在她眼前：她明亮的头发，缩在角落里她的眼睛时，她对他笑了笑。她是一样的，他记得，不管他有多少变化，这对她来说没有什么区别。就她而言，他仍然是他，他们是…一起。单独，可能在最后一次，在这个小帐篷在沙漠中。嗯，一个人在一个帐篷里，四周都是睡觉的研究生，其实，这是一个不太好的问题，他和河已经很少能选择他们的情况了。医生的燕子，感觉他的心开始跳动更快。在其他自主反应。现在有一些事情并没有发生在一段时间里。河给了他一个长长的，稳定的样子。”哦，我相信我能找到一些你帮我的。我当然不会让你这样离开。”他扫了一眼他不以为是，才发现他的外套，明显的事实上，给他盖体面。他提出了一个电子