The Wedding Of River Song Pt. 1

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"Father Gideon Vandaleur, former envoy of the Silence. My condolences" {Y/N} says.

"You're what?"

"Gideon Vandaleur has been dead for six months" the Doctor sonics the figure, which is wearing the same style eyepatch as Madam Kovarian, and it goes rigid "can we speak to the Captain, please?" the small figure in the eye nods and runs.

*Teselecta*

"Hello again, the Teselecta time-travelling shape-changing robot powered by miniaturised people. Never get bored of that. Long time since Berlin" {Y/N} says.

"{Y/N}, what have you two done to our systems?"

"They'll be fine if you behave. Now, this unit can disguise itself as anyone in the universe, so if you're posing as Vandaleur, you're investigating the Silence. Tell us about them" the Doctor says.

"Tell you what?"

"One thing."

"Just one."

"Their weakest link," the two Time Lords say.

*Time skip*

A game of chess is in progress, and a Queen is sizzling with voltage. {Y/N}'s opponent is an alien in an eyepatch.

"The crowd are getting restless. They know the Queen is your only legal move, except you've already moved it twelve times, which means there are now over four million volts running through it. That's why they call it Live Chess. Even with the gauntlet, you'll never make it to Bishop Four alive" {Y/N} says.

"I am a dead man unless you concede the game."

"But I'm winning."

"Name your price."

"Information."

"I work for the Silence. They would kill me."

"They're going to kill me too, very soon. I was just going to lie down and take it, but you know what? Before I go, I'd like to know why I have to die" {Y/N} says.

"Dorium Maldovar is the only one who can help you."

"Dorium's dead. The Monks beheaded him at Demon's Run" {Y/N} replies.

"I know. Concede the game, {Y/N}, and I'll take you to him" {Y/N} knocks over her king piece.

*Time skip*

There are lots of skulls, some on shelves, some on the floor.

"The Seventh Transept, where the Headless Monks keep the leftovers. Watch your step. There are traps everywhere."

"I hate rats" the Doctor mutters.

"There are no rats in the transept."

"Oh, good."

"The skulls eat them" the skulls on shelves turn to look at them "the headless monks behead you alive, remember."

"Why are some of them in boxes?" {Y/N} asks, looking at the nice boxes on pillars.

"Because some people are rich, and some people are left to rot. And Dorium Maldovar was always very rich" the Doctor opens Dorium's box. The blue head sneezes.

"Thank you for bringing us, Gantok" {Y/N} says.

"My pleasure. It saves me the trouble of burying you. Nobody beats me at chess" Gantok draws his weapon and moves forward, triggering a trap. He falls down into a pit of ravening skulls.

"Gantok!" the Doctor and {Y/N} shout, Gantok gets eaten, then the skulls turn their attention upwards. The Doctor sonics the pit closed again. Dorium opens his eyes.

"Hello? Is someone there? Ah, {Y/N}, Doctor. Thank God, it's you two. The Monks, they turned on me."

"Well, I'm afraid they rather did, a bit" {Y/N} says.

"Give it to me straight. How bad are my injuries?"

"Well..." the Doctor trails off.

"Ha, ha! Oh, your face!" Dorium laughs.

*Churchill's office, present time*

"This is absurd. Other worlds, carnivorous skulls, talking heads. I don't know why I'm listening to you two" Churchill says, {Y/N} and the Doctor are now in chairs.

"Because, in another reality, we are friends. And you sense that. Just as you sense there is something wrong with time" {Y/N} says.

"You mentioned a woman."

"Yes. I'm getting to her."

"What's she like? Attractive, I assume."

"Hell, in high heels" {Y/N} replies, laughing a little.

"Tell me more."

*Flashback*

"Oh, it's not so bad, really, as long as they get your box the right way up. I got a media-chip fitted in my head years ago, and the Wi-Fi down here is excellent, so I keep myself entertained" Dorium replies.

"We need to know about the Silence," the Doctor says.

"Oh. A religious order of great power and discretion. The sentinels of history, as they like to call themselves."

"And they want me dead" {Y/N} says.

"No, not really. They just don't want you to remain alive."

"That's ok, then. I was a bit worried for a minute there."

"You're a woman with a long and dangerous past, but your future is infinitely more terrifying. The Silence believe it must be averted."

"You know, you could've told me all this the last time we met" {Y/N} says.

"It was a busy day and I got beheaded."

"What's so dangerous about my future?"

"On the Fields of Trenzalore, at the fall of the Eleventh, when no living creature can speak falsely, or fail to answer, a question will be asked. A question that must never, ever be answered."

"Silence will fall when the question is asked," the Doctor says.

"Silence must fall would be a better translation. The Silence are determined the question will never be answered. That the Doctor will never reach Trenzalore."

"I don't understand. What's it got to do with me?

"The first question. The oldest question in the universe, hidden in plain sight. Would you like to know what it is?"

"Yes."

"Are you sure? Very, very sure?"

"Of course."

"Then I shall tell you. But on your own head be it."

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