"Your going too...... Or else I'm not...... Going!" River said in between terrible coughing fits, blood spattering onto his clean body. River wiped it all onto her sleeve, coughing a bit still but with less force. "You go in first, I'll be fine." She told him, willing to risk her well being, even her life, just so he could live another day. Plus, River wasn't telling him something else, something that started on her wedding night. And if she told the doctor now, he wouldn't go inside first. So she'd wait until he was better, then she'd tell him the news that either he would hate or love her for.