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This is a River!centric fanfic. Contains spoilers for 4x09, 4x10 and 6x07.

"Time can be rewritten."

River sits in the chair that will kill her, staring at the Doctor who doesn't know her, and smiles as the words echo through her head, memories flashing through her mind.

Her mother, Amy Pond, brilliant, amazing Amy Pond, with her stubborn ways and her Scottish accent. So sure, even when her life was in danger.

The Doctor, her Doctor. Always headed in the opposite direction to her, always knowing her more as, to him, she knew him less.

Her father, the nurse who became a hero, a good man, who'd waited two thousand years for the woman he loved.

So many faces, filling up her life. Her early years, trained, taught, to hate a man she'd never met.

Time can be rewritten, she thought, but not her time with him. Not her time with the Doctor. They saved so many people, done so many things, if he died today, none of that would have happened, he would never meet her parents, she would never be born.

A memory floated above the others. It was a long time ago, back when she and Rory had been underground, investigating the tunnels below, while the Doctor, Amy, and Canton were above.

"The day's coming when I'll look into that man's eyes, my Doctor, and he won't have the faintest idea who I am. And I think it's going to kill me."

She'd had no idea how right she had been, when she said that to her father, but here she was, about to die, the Doctor who didn't know her staring at her, handcuffed to the wall, and watching her prepare to die.

"Not those times. Not one line. Don't you dare! It's OK. It's OK. It's not over for you. You'll see me again. You've got all of that to come. You and me, time and space. You watch us run." she says, finally, and a smile appears on her face. No matter what she'd said about it, right now, she give anything to see that ridiculous bow-tie.

"River, you know my name. You whispered my name in my ear. There's only one reason I would ever tell anyone my name. There's only one time I could…" 'What does it matter?' She wanted to scream. 'You get to live and I get to die, in the knowledge that I preserved the future, met the famous Donna Noble, and saved the life of the man I love?' But instead she smiled at him, seeing his face for the last time.

"Shhh now…Spoilers" and just before the electricity seared her, one last thought appeared in her mind. I'm sorry, my love. And then there was light.

Authors Note; Hope you enjoyed this. Please review, It would make me very happy.