He found the journal on the train (Response to a writing prompt found on Pinterest)

He found the journal on the train.

He’d know that journal anywhere.  Only two people had a TARDIS blue journal like that, and he was the other one.

“Okay, River, where are you?  I know you’re here, you never let this journal out of your sight.”

“Hello, sweetie,” he heard from behind him.

“Hello, love,” Eleven answered, turning with a smile, her journal in his outstretched hand.

“So what are we up to now?  Fly-fishing on Alpha Centauri?  Hunting with Vastra and Jenny?  Saving Jack from yet another hare-brained idea of his?  I know we’re nowhere near Trenzalore yet, and you weren’t there for that anyway, so what crazy adventure are we off on today?”

“Spoilers,” River answered with her signature smile.

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