I'm
Marcus Rowland, and I'll be your reccer this week. As usual I'll try for a mixed bag including some classic and modern Who, crossovers and pure Who*, etc.
* Which I consider to include Torchwood, SJA, etc.
Story:
Down The Rabbit HoleAuthor:
AtraphoenixRating: All Ages
Word Count: 3341
Author's Summary: Liz found that she wanted to give River a chance that she didn’t necessarily deserve. It was unusual and irrational, but she’d felt the same way when she’d met the Doctor for the first time.
Characters/Pairings: Liz Shaw, River Song, The Doctor (3rd)
Warnings: None
Recced because: I was saddened to hear of
the death of Caroline John (Liz Shaw) last week, and wanted to include at least one story starring her. This one is a beauty, in which she encounters a mysterious stranger named River Song and together they fight aliens and snark at the Doctor's less desirable qualities, before going off to do science (archaeology) together.
“Ooh, is that the Doctor?” murmured River, peering around the edge of the barn, “I’ve never met this incarnation before. I like it. Very … dapper.”
Liz had no idea what the other woman was talking about, but she’d followed her out of the laboratory in an apparently futile attempt to keep her out of trouble. Didn’t she realise that the site was a restricted area? Or had she decided that the rules didn’t apply to her?
“If you’re so eager to renew your friendship,” said Liz, as caustic as ever, “Why don’t you go and talk to him?”
River surveyed the Brigadier and his soldiers cautiously. For the hundredth time, Liz wondered why she hadn’t alerted the UNIT leader herself. It was the logical thing to do, after all, but there was something oddly charismatic about River Song. She wanted to hear what the apparent archaeologist had to say. She wanted to give her a chance that she didn’t necessarily deserve. It was unusual and irrational, but, well, she’d felt the same way when she’d met the Doctor for the first time, hadn’t she?
“No, I don’t think so. But I would like to see the burial mound.”
“How do you know about the burial mound?”
“I’m an archaeologist, remember?” River reminded her with a laugh, walking away from the Doctor and away from the soldiers. After a short pause, Liz - in her high boots and her short skirt - hurried after her. “That’s why I’m here.”
“Don’t tell me you’re searching for buried treasure!”
“Oh, Liz.” River’s smile - her smug, intelligent smile - reminded her very much of the Doctor’s. “That’s what I do.”