An Impossible Adventure; Impossible Astronaught Day Doctor Who fanfic

Part III

Both Belles and Chrissy's mouths hang open. Belles' hand instinctively go towards he neck to grab the chain of her clock necklace that always hung around her neck no matter what.

"But, if she's got a chameleon arch around her neck does that mean she's a, a-" Chrissy started, but was unable to fully complete her sentence.

"A Time Lord, well not exactly. The woman who gave Belles the file called her Melody Harkness or Pond or what ever, but the main thing is that she said that Belles' 'character' River Song II is real and that Belles is River Song II. She's half Time Lord, half whatever the hell Jack is!" the Doctor explained.

"Wait, if you've never been here before and this is an entirely different universe for you, then how do you know about Belles's characters and all that stuff?" Chrissy asked, catching that little key fact.

"Well, I'm not entirely sure." the Doctor said, his face reading a little far off and confused. Almost as if he were trying to remember, but he just couldn't.

"You might have gotten that information from a Silence and it's just now coming to you like a mental foot-note." Belles suggested. The Doctor nodded, still not entirely sure of himself.

"But if we are the characters that we created, then the fictional world should be in our minds and we should be able to shape it. Shouldn't we?" Chrissy asked, trying to understand the concept.

"No, no no no! That's not what it is Chrissy. You were the character before you wrote the story, you remembered through an idea, the whole thing that you wrote as the sequel to Andrew and Nine and Ten hasn't happened, you aren't a Time Lord just yet. All that has been erased from both yours and my own memories. Why though, I don't know yet." the Doctor said, talking at fifteen hundred miles an hour.

"Doctor! If she wrote what already happened to her, what about me and all of my River Song II things?" Belles asked.

"That is completely different. Your mother gave you a journal, just like I left her, except the one that you wrote, day by day, so you knew what was going to happen and what must happen, what you must do. You Melody Jr., you are indeed a River Song! You have a specific path laid out for you that coincides with my own future, that's why you have to know your own!" the Doctor explained excitedly, now that he was able to fit the puzzle pieces together nicely.

"OK, now that we know all that, why couldn't I remember meeting you before, and why can't I remember the movie?" Chrissy asked, still slightly confused as to why some of her memory was missing.

"I'm not completely sure on that part yet, but I do know that the Silence didn't want you to become Horatia because she would be the one person to pull me through Trensalor alive and in tact like I am now." the Doctor said, looking away from Chrissy and blushing slightly.

Chrissy blushed a little as well, remembering the romantics that she had written in her on-going series for Horatia and the Doctor's adventures. Belles was looking back and forth between the two blushing adults with a slightly smug smirk dressing her lips. There was a twinkle in her eye that spelled out nothing but mischief.

"Izabelle! Izabelle! Izabelle Where Are You?" two voices called out through the convention noise that caught the trio's attention.

Belles whipped around quickly and spotted the couple that was calling that phrase out over and over. Her eyes widened and she quickly turned back around and pushed the Doctor and Chrissy in front of her like a human shield. Both the Doctor and Chrissy were a little confused as to why their you friend was doing that.

"Belles, what is up with you?" Chrissy asked, looking over her shoulder at the girl, who was crouched behind her and the Doctor clutching their arms to keep them in place.