Nine, Ten, Eleven, a doctor who fanfic | FanFiction
What would happen if Twelve met the Ponds, Donna meets Eleven, Eleven 9th Doctor, 10th Doctor, 11th Doctor, 12th Doctor - Chapters: 9th, 10th, 11th and 12th Doctors try to fix it. But evil forces are "Lovely to meet you" River smiled "Umm I'm married to this big lump". The 10th Doctor and the 8th Doctor have been accidentally switched in time. Will the two Doctors meet? - Favs: - Follows: 66 - Published: Apr 9, - Amelia P./Amy, 11th Doctor - Complete The Ninth Doctor finds himself and Rose embroiled in a kidnap and ransom scheme involving a younger self;.
I haven't updated my other story in months and then I come out with a new one. But I've been really busy the past months and I'm dying for something new. So, why not give this a shot.
Besides, you can never have too many "watching the show" fanfictions. I swear I'll continue updating my other fanfiction.
Not even the idea for this fanfiction is mine.
It took weeks, but finally Rose was able to adjust to her life in the parallel universe. Her new job at Torchwood helped lots with keeping her mind off of the most pressing matter-the Doctor and her's conversation at Bad Wolf Bay about how she was stranded in Pete's World. There were days, of course, where she was unable to keep her mind off of such matters, and her mind would replay the conversation in her head-skipping around certain bits here and there, like a broken record.
Today was one of those days. In all honesty, she should have been paying more attention to the road, considering she was driving a car, but she managed to avoid any accidents just fine. She was replaying in her head the part where she told the Doctor her mum was pregnant with another little Tyler, when she was enveloped in a bright light.
The driverless car continued speeding down the road and crashed. Martha and Mickey were doing just fine without the Doctor. Married, freelancing, and kicking alien butt. Oh yeah, they were definitely more than alright.
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Mickey was halfway through his comment about him having shot first when a bright light took both of them away, leaving their silverware clattering onto the table.
Haggling and trying out new things, they were as happy as could be. That is, until the same brilliant light took them away. Onlookers simply shook their heads. Didn't travelers know how dangerous it was to use teleportation devices in the middle of a crowd?
The Ninth Doctor had just lied to Rose, telling her that he was simply stepping out for a bit of fresh air, no more. The Eleventh Doctor was just sprayed with a water gun then invited to Christmas Dinner. More or less, he was a bit surprised to see he didn't get punched in the face. Or at least yelled at. But the Ponds were too happy to see him for that. They were simply glad he had his head on straight enough and came to see them. After all, they would always set a place for him, and it'd be a shame to waste those dishes.
Yet as soon as the Doctor closed the door to the Ponds' house, the three of them were taken by the, by now, familiar white light. River Song could be found in the Library, would anyone have bothered to check in with her. She knew better than to expect the Doctor.
There were times, casual and not-so-casual times, where she was invited for tea with Madame Vastra and Jenny Flint. Those days were few and far in-between, for she knew the Paternosters tended to be busy with their cases.
If the right person were to ask, she might even admit to being jealous of the group. Out they went, saving the day and fighting monsters. And sometimes, if they were lucky, encountering the Doctor doing the same. Because while her life in the database of the Library was happy, it could never be enough for River Song.
She couldn't take it," He explained, twiddling with his screwdriver. It took a moment for either of them to realize what had been said.
Eleven was paralyzed for a moment, paling, as Nine swiveled on his foot, looking at him with a horrified expression. The fear quickly turned to a sort of anger. Was she in there with you?! I do have rules about non-violence, but none of them concern myself.A Phonecall From The Eleventh Doctor - Deep Breath - Doctor Who - BBC
As he attempted to piece together an explanation, a door creaking open was unnoticed. Nine quickly dropped Eleven, who hit the ground coughing and sputtering, and spun to meet a man with wild hair and a pinstripe suit. He sent a glare to the man, presumably his Tenth self.
Ten looked at Nine, confused. She's alive, and she's safe. That's all that matters. And, if you don't mind, I'd like to talk about something else," He spat quietly. Nine was about to ask for him to explain more, when Eleven grabbed his shoulder. We'd rather not talk about it. Too ashamed of your mistakes? Eleven was flailing his arms exasperatedly, and Nine had adopted a stiffened pose a statue would be proud of. Ten ran his hands through his hair, obviously distressed, until he shouted furiously, "Because I couldn't have her!