The Doctor relaxed on the king sized bed, in the VIP Suite of the Hotel Paragon, in the Chantel Region of the Corsa Cluster. River laid next to him, her head in his lap, and he gently ran his fingers through her soft curls. He smiled down at her, amazed at how such a strong, vivacious woman can seem so sweet and child-like while asleep.
It is times like these, in the quiet hours of the night, when he can watch her sleeping, and see Little Amelia in her. She is so much like her mother was. Strong, smart, witty, vibrant... and sad. She doesn't admit that. Never. But he knows she is. All her life she had set her heart on loving him, and all he can do is destroy her world a little bit at a time.
Because of him, she had no childhood.
Because of him, she wasn't raised by her loving parents.
Because of him, she had lost her freedom.
Because of him, she had lost her parents.
And, because of him, she would sacrifice her own life.
She moved then, in her sleep. He checked his watch, and nodded in