The Dead Wife

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"Oh dear. What's that blank stare for?" River looks at me and I raise my eyebrows because it's pretty obvious why.

"Because I don't know you," Except for what Missy said. That you're more important to the Doctor than me. This must be the same River. It's not like River is a common name.

"You don't remember me?"

"Sorry no. Should I?"

"Trenzalore, the Doctor's grave, you jumping into his time stream to save him..." she looks more unsure with each word," Nothing?"

"No, no, and what?" I certainly haven't done any of that. She must have the wrong Clara.

"That's weird. I must have came to a wrong point in time. But no that isn't possible because the Tardis brought me here and this is after Trenzalore. You just don't remember."

"I guess not," I say nonchalant, but it really bothers me not remembering something so important and how it happened.

"Well I can help with that."

"Don't do it," Daisy speaks up and River turns to her.

"Do what?"

"Do what you are thinking. She will kill you. Especially if she's still day dreaming about snogging her doctor." River's eyes widen glancing at me then looking back at Daisy.

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