33. AND IT'S ALL FOR YOU...

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THREE TYPES OF LOVE MEME

This meme deals with three types of love, angsty, sweet, and twisted! Please note that there are triggers abound!

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River Song | Doctor Who

[songofsong]

[really_oldguy]

That made a wistful expression cross Methos' face. He never thought, never dared to hope, that he could have a child of his own blood. It was the only thing he ever regretted about being Immortal.

"Hopefully it won't have my nose, That would be a terrible fate to befall a child."

[songofsong]

River laughed quietly at his words, slowly squeezing his hand. "It would be a beautiful nose," she assured him.

[really_oldguy]

Methos chuckled, bringing up her hand kissing it, "Liar."

[songofsong]

"Always," she said with a fond sort of laugh, watching as he kissed her hand. Her smile then softened and she wrapped her fingers through his own. "What do we do, Methos?"

[really_oldguy]

He looked at their intertwined hands and contemplated.

"We could start by thinking when you'd like to raise it. What time, and where? I'll wait for whatever time you say. Thousands of years if I have to."

[songofsong]

"I couldn't make you wait all that time," said River, slowly shaking her head. "What would you do until then?"

[really_oldguy]

"What I always do, River." he said absently, "Survive. But now it would be more than just for the sake of living, but I'll have something to live for."

[songofsong]

"But I could stay," she told him, wanting him to know this was possible. "In this time, with you."

[really_oldguy]

He turned so that he could wrap his arms around her, "Whatever you want, River. But, yes, I'd... like that."

[songofsong]

River had nowhere to return to now. She had been released from Stormcage and pardoned for her crimes. In reality, she was at a loose end. That was dangerous for someone as impulsive as River Song. Perhaps this was the weight she needed to ground her, to give her purpose once again.

She wrapped her arms around him in turn, laying her head on his shoulder and taking reassurance in his closeness. "I'll stay," she confirmed. "Right here. Wherever here is."

[really_oldguy]

"It's Boston, 2040." he told her, a sense of happiness overwhelming him. He was going to have a child. He was going to have a child with River.

"I don't suppose that..." he pulled himself together and just went for it, "that you'd like to marry me?"

[songofsong]

Boston 2040. She could live with that. It wasn't the 51st century, but it wasn't as bad as the Middle Ages.

When he next spoke, she opened her eye, having heard when he had said quite clearly, but it took her a long moment to process it. She slowly pulled back so she could see his face, trying to see his expression. It wasn't that she doubted his sincerity, but she wondered if he had spoken on a whim. "Methos.. ?" she asked quietly.

[really_oldguy]

Methos had been very serious. But he was also scared of her reaction. He knelt on the ground and said it again, so that she knew how serious he was. So what if she might reject him horribly. He'd deal with that later.

"River Song, will you marry me?"

[songofsong]

River watched him, her mouth slightly parted in her shock. There he was, knelt and all, asking her that question. She was still trying to come to terms with the fact she was pregnant, now this!

Marriage was big, marriage meant forever, and forever was a long time between a Timelord and an Immortal.

River couldn't deny that that scared her a little.

The fearless Doctor Song, silenced by an proclamation of love.

This was taking some getting her head round.

[really_oldguy]

Methos was starting to regret opening his mouth. She wasn't saying anything. Why wasn't she saying anything?

He watched her in silence, his face growing more and more pensive.

"River?"