omg guys seven and river are the freaking best. seriously. if you haven’t heard the big finish audios it’s a necessity. he wont drink her “forget-me” tea, he wont eat her forget-me crumpets, he won’t kiss her knowing she has hallucinogenic lipstick, so while Seven’s working on deducing who she is SHE SHOOTS HIM WITH HER STUN GUN AND HE SCREAMS AND FALLS OVER and then River asks the TARDIS to help her wipe his memory I AM DYING IT IS SO FUNNY
River smoothes her pilot’s hair, wondering if she should tell her what she’s about to do or just get on with it. She doesn’t know the other woman very well – her name is Lucy, she’s in her twenties, and she’s very good at navigating through asteroid fields. She replaced the previous pilot at the ship’s last stop a few weeks ago, when River discovered that he was a Nestene duplicate with a too-keen interest in her cargo and blew his head off.
Recalling just how she made that discovery, River pulls out her hallucinogenic lipstick and quickly applies it to her lips. It’s better than nothing.
Lucy is not quite lucid, which is probably a good thing. She might get the wrong impression.
River kisses her gently and sits back, watching her eyes glaze over slightly and her features relax. With any luck, the stink of the smoke and the hiss of the fire extinguishers still trying to save the doomed ship will soon be transmuted for Lucy into something more tranquil.
And the pain won’t register so much either.
Gritting her teeth, River grips Lucy’s arm, anchors them both as best she can, and pops it back into its socket.
Lucy screams, but at least it doesn’t last long.
Someone clears his throat behind her. “River,” says a Scottish voice.
Opening his eyes, Castiel couldn’t make sense of anything he was seeing. Everything was swirling and moving around him, nothing staying still or making sense.
His eyes closed again, and his hands flew to this temples as his focus unwillingly slipped to the only constant thing he was aware of. The prayers. As their volume increased he scrunched up his eyes, falling to his knees and doubling over in an attempt to block them out.
“No no no no no no no! Please no!”
He heard someone talking in front of him and warily opened his eyes, noticing that everything was still unstable but had seemingly settled. Looking up in fear and trepidation, he saw who was there and gasped.