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There were two paths laid out before River. Agree to Me's promise and find out what she was up to and then do as she will with the information, or, two. Take the long way around figuring out just what Me was up to.

It really depended on just how much of a headache she wanted later in regards to her wayward husband's past selves.

"Chances are whatever you're trying to do will fail without someone that knows how to handle them. So, the real question is, how much do you want my help."

"Honestly, quite a bit, but not enough to risk everything. I will still hep you here of course, but that is a separate entity having everything to do with my dislike of Rose Tyler." And her wanting to have someone to talk to that know who the blazes she was, but she wasn't about to admit that.

Even to herself.

Rose was here? River wasn't too sure how to take that. Admittedly, Rose was before she was even born and River would be a hypocrite if she threw a fit about any relationship outside hers and the doctor....

But, it did complicate things a little. "Rose is here? Part of him must be over the moon about that. Or sulking somewhere in the depths of the TARDIS."

"She is, and he seems to think that halfwit little runaway is in any way shape or form right for him. I've honestly been hoping that you would show up so he could see what a proper match for him looks like."

Protective big sister vibes, much?

She took a breath and set her shoulders. "Rose and I do not get along, I assure you this animosity is very much mutual. But then at the moment, I think the Doctor is close to hating Me as well. And while that was my original aim, given that I failed then, succeeding now when I have a different plan in mind is more than a little bit irritating. It is working hard at chess only to get checkmate when you and everyone else has moved on to checkers." She huffed out a bit of a sigh and sipped her wine.

In a way, the 'protective big sister vibes' were every hilarious and something River would definitely be laughing over later. Right now, she was beginning to feel too amused to stay mad at Me.

"Your idea for a proper match for him just so happens to be a psychopath that was originally trained and conditioned to kill him." Admittedly, that DID make her quite the match for him in more ways than one.

"I can also see your first mistake. As much as you don't like Rose, you already made your opinion known and if I know The Doctor and trust me, I know what him in love is like, then that definitely killed your plans before you even started."

She arched a brow at River. "And do tell me how that disqualifies you," she said in a tone that made it clear she wasn't buying it for a copper penny.

"Well then, since that's already happened, and I rather doubt that moment will be unwritten, I think we can both agree I could use all the help I could get. And realize, as much as you are trusting me if you make the promise, I'm trusting you just as much to keep it. And if my journals are accurate, you lie as much as he does."

"It doesn't." She didn't mean it to disqualify her, simply pointing out just what she was considering a proper match for The Doctor.

"Even more so actually." A blunt truth as far as she was concerned and one that had been proven time and time again. It was also necessary for her to lie as much, if not more than he did considering how their paths intertwined.

"But, I do agree whatever you're trying to accomplish, you need more help considering just how blatantly you shot yourself in the foot from the start. So, how about this. You tell me just what you're trying to accomplish, I shall agree to help if I agree with it. If I don't, I just won't tell him what's going on."

That was the closest thing to a promise Lady Me was going to get out of River.

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"So you are promising not to tell him, regardless of if you help or not?" she asked, to be sure.

"Essentially, Yes. "

As far as she was concerned, whatever Lady Me was planning to do, she's already failed unless she gains River's help. So, even if she doesn't agree with it, the fireworks may be entertaining to watch.

"Fine then. In my recent past before arriving here, his future, the Time Lords, and no before you ask I do not know how they are back, but that does not mean as he surmised that I am from a different reality, wanted to get information from him. Information, and hs confession dial. They used someone he trusted, Me, to bait the trap. I was told to trap him, or else. Considering they destroyed what they threatened anyway...." she pursed her lips then shook her head. "I did what they told me to do, I set the trap, but I did it my way. I left spaces for the Doctor's cleverness to figure it out in time. I counted on him and his companion, Clara, to get to the bottom of it and discover the trap. The Doctor foiled their plans so many times by figuring them out, how could I be blamed for failing where they had failed, I planned to use their egos to shame them should the Doctor leave enough of them left in any shape that I would have needed to worry."

"But in the end, the Doctor was not as clever as I hoped, and Clara was too clever and to brave by half. She changed the rules of the game, and by changing them, took away my ability to fix things. I counted on the Doctor grandstanding to publically push me into unraveling the trap once he had figured out the game. And he did, but because Clara stepped in, trying to buy time, she kept me from being able to undo the trigger, and rather than stop the Time Lords, the Doctor spent what last moments he had, more than enough for him, being him, to succeed, in being with her and threatening Me."

She closed her eyes and took a breath. "Clara's death was her choice. It was brave, it was sad, and it was beautiful. I had at that point only two people I considered friends, River, and she was one of them. Trust that as much as her death hurt him, it hurt me as well. But he saw only his own anger, and in the end that blinded him, and he let the trap close around him."

"I do not know the details of what happened to him after the Time Lords took him, but I know enough. It is scattered through my notes, mostly in cipher. He was tortured. According to the Sisterhood of Karn, Time Lords can compress time in much the same way they can space. They theorized he was tortured for millions of years, at the least."

"I know the Doctor will not risk a paradox to save himself. His best friend, however? Perhaps. After he escaped the trap at last..." she shook her head. "You didn't see him after, River. At least I presume you did not. He kidnapped Clara from the moment of her death, both dead and alive, and brought her directly to the very end of the universe, the end of Time. Where I was waiting."

"I saw his face. By then I knew why the Time Lords had done what they did, they feared the Hybrid. They feared that the Doctor and the Hybrid, or the Doctor as the Hybrid perhaps, would destroy the universe, going from it's furthest end to unmake or remake reality perhaps. It was a fear shared by more than just the Time Lords. It was why I spent more than a billion years alone in a bubble of reality at the end of the Universe. They sent me to stop the Doctor. I had my own ideas on how to do that, not that I shared them. He went too far, River. Even he admitted that, and admitting it, he tried to go further still, he tried to steam from Clara all that she had left. Her memories. As though somehow forgetting him could make her live. It could not, it could only ease his guilt."

She took a deep breath. "Clara again was too clever by half and mucked with the device he planned to use on her. It erased his memories of her instead. But I could see in his face, not his memories of the torment he had endured. We gave him a last moment to say goodbye to a ghost he couldn't even recall, left him by his Tardis, and then I took the second Tardis he had stolen and returned Clara to her proper death." After a few adventures, but really, who could blame them?

"The Doctors here, all of them, think I am doing everything I am doing to save a friend. To save Clara. In that, they are half right. I would not take Clara's right to choose her death from her. She was foolish but clever, and she was braver than I have ever been. I am doing this to save the only other person I have considered a friend these last billions of years. I am doing this to save the Doctor from millions of years of torture."

"A goal I suspect you do in fact agree with."

River listened...and River was quiet. Did she agree with what Me was doing? The real question was, did she have any room to talk. Honestly, she didn't considering the lengths she went to simply because she loved that man.

"You're right. I do agree with your goals. "

"I thought you would, and that you would understand why it needs to be a secret, why he can't know my real goal. My original plan was that he should kill me, or at least let me die when I was meant to. Because if he made that choice, a choice that was so not him, even if he remembered nothing else from here, he'd wonder why, he'd always wonder why. And he'd be thinking. More than ever, he'd think, and whoever they used in my place to trap him, he'd be more alert, more aware."

"A better plan has come up here. That he instead of killing Me, should take Me with him. The only person I thought who has more of a chance of remembering this place back in our universe than that man would be your mother. As she is not here, I need him to learn all he can about what is to come so that something will stick, something will come through in his memory, so that he can save Clara, as he thinks he will be doing, and really.... save himself. But that plan is proving more fractious than anticipated."

And that is where they begin to disagree. Her methods...then again, didn't River do something similar once upon a time? Yes. But, she also learned her lesson and it did tend to work out for the best.

Despite the numerous years spent in prison. Not... that she ever really stayed there.

"You're messing with time then. A point in his history that needs to happen. I'm sorry you lost Clara and I'm all for saving him from his idiot self...but, do you have an idea what changing his timeline really entails? It's not easy, I'll tell you that."

"I know it has been done before. I know that this wouldn't be the first. And this isn't about Clara. He needs to think it is, but it isn't. I won't try to undo her brave choice. It is about saving him. That's all it has ever been about, for Me."

"I can see that and at the risk of sounding exactly like my husband, there are some things in time that shouldn't be changed. Then again, he's almost always break that rule and I've broken it a few times myself."

She sighed softly. "So, how about we do this, we look at what happens if you manage this. He doesn't become the hybrid or whatever it is the Timelords fear from him. "

She paused for a moment, thought about it and then shook her head.

"That lot are just as much idiots as he is. As for your plans, you had a better one in the first. Something people tend to forget, to change an outcome, you only need to change one thing. Anything else may will be a bit more complicated to pull off."

"Or he might be, or he and Clara together are. And I tried for a very long time to get him to hate me enough to kill me. Well, now that he's agreed to take me, he finally hates me," she said looking away until she could get the pain in her eyes hidden where it belongs again. "This place fouls everything. Changes everything." She took a breath and looked at her. "You remember the old saying, be careful what you wish for?" She waited a moment, then added, as if answering her own question, "welcome to Nautilus."

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"I'll keep that in mind." Especially since one of her greatest fantasies happened to be more than one of him in the same place. If this place was anything like what Me was saying, she suspected that little dream of hers will be.. complicated to say the least.

"The hybrid is just a legend anyways... the Timelords are making it a reality by pushing him from what you tell me. So, even if you manage to pull either of your plans off, it might not matter in the end you realize."

"At least not that soon," she agreed, nodding. She took a deep breath. "There are four of him now, but there were just three for a while. And there was a chaos storm that made us all think that we were in a private high school. All our real memories buried. The storm made me back to who I was before the Doctor made me immortal. Three of him met Ashildr. And since, they decided they want her, and not me. Two of him agreed to take Ashildr traveling with him and have made it clear they now do what I wanted from the first. Hate me. The third has been avoiding me ever since, and the one that arrived after the storm... he seems to like Me as Me and respects my right to chose my own life. But he has not met Ashildr yet. Once he does, I am certain he will agree with his other selves."

She closed her eyes, and took a deep breath.

"It sounds like all four of my husband need to be slapped." and probably yelled at in some manner as she watched Me. The fact that he would even think of preferring someone's past selves over their future selves shows her that they have yet to really grow up.

...Not that the one she married was any more a grown up, but, at least he had an understanding the four here definitely lacked.

"I... I could be wrong about the one who has not yet met Ashildr, but after the way the others have been acting, I rather doubt it." She could just be feeling sorry for herself, or she could be right.

Time to think about other things.

"There is an area to the West, everyone will warn you not to go there. Well, everyone except me. Me, I'll warn you to make sure you either have learned to bend bullets or bring an extra clip. But taking down the giant spiders are a great way to blow off some steam."

At least until one of the Doctor's adopted strays follows you and nearly gets you both killed.

"I'll keep that in mind as soon I learn more about how this bending thing works."

Considering she felt like she would have to blow off quite a bit of steam in the future, it was probably best to try and figure out that very, very soon.

She hesitated then rolled her shoulders. "You know, we never did find out which of us is a better shot. I can Bend you up a gun, if you wanted to try. I know a kid that's halfway decent with making targets. Or we could just go find some large spiders."

"I think that is a wonderful idea." She grinned a bit. "But, if I'm going to be shooting anything, lets get me out of this suit first. Then lets go hunt some spiders."

She nodded. "Need a new outfit? I can Bend one up, if you don't mind my current style."

She gestured to her black mini skirt, black blouse with silver buttons, and black stockings and black and silver shoes.

She studied Me's style for a few moments. "Something similar would work, though I think I'll want pants instead of a skirt and more neutral colors instead of just black."

Despite her looking good in black, she didn't want to completely match Me's look.

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