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barbara.

❝ — oh, everything might make a little more sense if i had !! ❞ as she made her way to him at his call, the teacher’s frown was riddled with the sort of confusion she’d been accustomed to one again. his questions, after all, seemed vaguely familiar in perhaps the worst possible way; she was becoming used to the idea that, perhaps, she and ian weren’t as alone as they had always thought in their experiences with the doctor, but here even THAT solidarity didn’t seem to help matters much. ❝ it’s definitely earth. the stars are in the right position. ❞ knowledge she had her husband to thank for. ❝ year, i’m afraid, is not so easily defined. …would it be bold of me to assume that your next question is about the doctor? ❞

“ no. “ it couldn’t be. he couldn’t even begin to count the years since he had last seen her. back when he was another man, in another time, out of his time. mr. grumpy face. a grandfather. “ barbara...barbara wright....”, he began to mutter absentmindedly, circling her, “ and ian !! chesterfield - no - chesterton - yes, that’s what it was. and su- “ there it was again, the familiar sense of guilt he couldn’t deny. how long had it been ? how old were they now ? frowning, he took the sonic screwdriver out of his coatpocket and scanned her. never taking his eyes off her. but the readings only confirmed his thoughts. it was really her, really barbara wright. one of the first faces his first face had ever seen. “ how long... ?? “ it was no more than a croak, barely above a whisper. he felt his voice crack. the doctor shook his head. “ it’s me, barbara!! the doctor !! -- susan....is she here as well ?? have you seen her ?? i told her i’d come for her one day, i promised, but.. i - so many things, so many faces...”

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bianca.

“A hundred nineteen?” Bianca asked, a bit in awe. “And here I thought I was out of time being seventy three years late to the party.” She’d adjusted, for the most part. Time was strange for Bianca diAngelo, she never seemed to be sure where or when she would be. “You’ve…been places not on earth? I never even considered not earth a possibility before.”

enthusiastically, the doctor nodded, a big grin on his face. oh, he loved this. meeting people, so eager to hear about his travels - it was always the best part. “ yes!! tons, lots of places not-on-earth !!”, he said, clasping his hands together, “ so many places. planets !! stars, whole constellations - not all of them good, of course. some were very nasty - ‘planet of the rain gods’, don’t recommend that one. “

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jenny.

She stopped, glaring at him for a moment before letting out a bright laugh. “I’m sorry, you’re my father?” she laughed harder. “My father is here, The Doctor is here too. If there was an even small possibility that you were him there would be a paradox. Look,” she said as he looked around them. “No paradox here”

It pained him, hearing her talk like that, he couldn’t deny it. Though, this specific feeling was familiar - ‘Donna’ a voice in his head told him as he immediately felt the wave of guilt overcome him. He didn’t want to think about this. Not now, not ever. He just wanted to forget. “ It’s called regeneration. “, he simply said, wetting his lips. “ I was the Doctor once - the Doctor you know. A long, long time ago. I regenerated and, well, hello.” Making an awkward attempt to lighten the mood, he waved at her. “ And I’ve met him - I don’t know how there is no paradox but...it’s possible. We both exist in this town. Same timeline, different places. “

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the tardis.

Tardis was sitting outside at one of those coffee shops, not really knowing where else to go right now. Sure, there were things she could try to do to distract herself. But it was hard, and often enough her thoughts started to wander off again. There was a coffee and a bagel standing in front of her, but the liquid was already cold again and she’d only had one bite of the food. She was not hungry. Not at all.

Suddenly Tar felt something wet running down her cheeks, and when her fingers wiped it away, there was only more following. “I think I am leaking,” she stated, utterly confused. Of course, Tardis knew what tears were. But she did not expect this was someone she would be experiencing herself as well. “How can I make this stop again?”

‘ don’t wander off ‘. that’s what he said, that’s what he always said - though now it was him who did the wandering. aimlessly around town, he’d walked for a good hour now, perhaps two, all along the beach and past the shops. yet he couldn’t figure out what was wrong. he’d sonicd everything that could be sonicd, had tried to make sense of the readings but nothing would come to his mind. it was in the water, he’d come to know. it seemed to be... ‘cursed’. nevertheless, it had been a rather long day, and he soon felt the exhaustion catch up with him. -- determined, he made his way down the street and towards the next coffee shop he could find. coffee, that’s what he needed right now. black, milk and eght pieces of sugar. although he had the order very clearly in his head, he never made it inside the shop. he’d almost walked past her. almost, because as soon as he’d heard her speak, he’d taken a few steps backwards. he could just go on with his business, get his coffee and go off investigating away again. but not when people cried.

frowning, he did a u-turn before pulling out the nearest free chair and sitting down next to her. “ now, now...”, the doctor said as he pulled out a handkerchief out of his coat pocket. he handed it over to her. “ you’re not leaking. you’re crying which is a perfectly normal and very necessary thing to do, you know. everyone cries. even me - “ no, he had to stop that train of thought right there. there was a time and a place and this was not it. “ nevermind that. as i was saying, crying - it’s good for you !! very good, indeed. you can cry when you’re happy or excited !! “ , he went on, trying to lift her mood with that silly thing he did with his arms when he attempted to dance. “ trust me. i’m the doctor. “

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arthur.

“Excuse me milord ?” He asks confused. “I am not aware of the year but I do know this is Earth and…a big blue wooden box ? You sound crazier then how I Feel.”

with a smirk, he raised his eyebrows in approval. “ ‘milord’. haven’t been called that in a god 200 years -- could get used to it, though. “ he dwelled upon that thought for a moment longer before quickly shrugging it off with a shake off his head. “ earth. earth is good. -- oh really?? how crazy do you feel, then, if you don’t mind my asking ?? “

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jenny.

She quickly got up as he said her name and quickly walked forward, looking him up and down. “You,” she circled him, trying to figure out how he knew her name, “listen, if this was about poker I won fair and square, and for my age that’s rude don’t you think? Who the hell are you and I suggest you tell me now”

hands fidgeting nervously, he looked away, unable to maintain eyecontact. if he reacted around her, a face he had seen once, like that, he didn’t want to know what reaction encountering a former compaining would get out of him. but then again, he never forgot a face, did he? “ to be perfectly honest, i never thought i’d see you again...”, he rambled on, eyes shifting around uncomfortable just to avoid looking at her. the visible distrust on her face casued a sharp sting in his hearts. “ poker, hm ?? “ she really was like him, then. his former self, at least. maybe a little too much. “ well, i don’t suppose you’ll believe this, but.. i’m your father.” did she remember him at all? “ i’m the doctor. “

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bianca.

Bianca was finding a lot of amusement in watching this strange man prattle around. Confused people came around here often, but there was something about this one that just kinda made her giggle. When he spoke to her, she raised her eyebrows. “Uh, 2018. Earth? Why wouldn’t we be on earth? And no blue box.”

“ 2018....”, he muttered absentmindedly, looking around the enviroment. definitely not paris. “ not too bad, eh ?? i mean, yes, 119 years late but there was worse “ the doctor spun around in a circle before suddenly, he came to a halt. “ and earth !! “, he exclaimed with a relieved smile on his face, “ earth’s always good !! -- shame about the blue box, though ... oh, believe me, she’s sent me to way, way nastier places before. so don’t ask why we wouldn’t be on earth, be grateful, eh ?? “

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the doctor ( 10 ).

“yes it’s me- wait, what?” he said giving him a confused look. they haven’t met before, and he remembered everything and every one. never forgetting a face. unless they changed. he looked him over, taking out his screwdriver for defense even though, it wasn’t really a weapon. “no she isn’t,” he said agreeing, the earth was always a bit off, but it was a brilliant place none the less. should he answer him? he clearly knew who he was and he didn’t like that, he didn’t like not knowing and that’s why this place was driving him bonkers. “i came in on a boat, i woke up here.” he simply stated. “most people come in on the boat, others come in on the beach. the water….” he said “don’t go in it, there’s something wrong with it, i’ve been trying to scan it as much as i can but the readings are very unlike anything i’ve ever seen,” he said. “now, do you want to tell me who you are, hm?” he asked needing to know.

he nodded absent-mindedly, taking a step closer to his former-self. where was he in his timeline, then? had he just lost rose, dropped martha off at home. maybe he’d just erased all of donna’s memories... whatever it was, the doctor couldn’t deny the feeling of guilt that washed over him as he looked at the other. so many lives lost, so much...pain. quickly, he shrugged the thought of. there was a time and a place. “a boat... yes! a boat! i came in on a boat, i remember.”, he exclaimed, spotting the boat he’d apparently fallen out of a few metres away. at his mention of the water, his eyebrows furrowed. “the water, what’s wrong with the water ?” reflexively, the doctor reached for his screwdriver, attempting to scan the water before stopping halfway through. right. the tenth had already done that. at his question, he quickly shook his head, as if he was snapping out of deep thought. “ sorry, was away with the faeries just there -- yes, yes of course. i’m...” ‘john smith’. no, the other would notice that far too quickly. “ this might sounds just a little bit weird but... i’m you. hello there.”

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rory.

Rory wasn’t entirely sure if he had a migraine, or if he was just going to permanently be stuck with a headache. It wouldn’t surprise him that much. Things had just got even more confusing since arriving on the island, and that was not something that he ever believed to be possible. Hearing someone call out he probably should have recognised the voice, but for a moment hadn’t been paying enough attention. “2018, Earth and…” that was a question. Oh that would be impossible, wouldn’t it? Actually probably not, he was the one stuck in a time lock, or rather not stuck. “Wait, Doctor?”

overcome with surprise, shock and giddiness all the same, pointing straight at rory was all he could do for a good few seconds. he’d recognise that face everywhere, anywhere in time and space. the ponds. first faces his face had seen. the smile that appeared on his face was painfully hard to contain, not that he made any efforts to do so, though he had to keep himself from jumping up and down on the spot. “rory!”, the doctor finally exclaimed, hands fidgeting excitedly before he pulled him into a tight hug. “roranicus pond! it’s you, it’s really you, you’re here! you’re brilliant, as ever!” breaking the embrace, he kept a tight grip on rory’s upper arms for a moment. to say that he was happy to see him was an understatement. “it’s so good to see you all back together!” but then again - “or is it?” if rory had ended up here as well, who else had, too? and what mysterious, powerful being had done so? “rory, how did you get here, how did you get out of the time lock? and where’s the wife? you haven’t had any more marriage-difficulties, have you? “

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jenny.

“Alright, chin boy, I know the doctor and you aren’t him,” she said as she closed her laptop and looked back at him. “Now, take your fanboying and find someone else, alright?”

lips twisting up into a sad smile, he looked away. of course. It had been foolish to think that she’d know who he was. was she even familiar with the concept of regeneration, who knew. he shook his head. “ ‘ chin boy’. haven’t heard that in a long time.” he cleared his throat. he had to ask. “ jenny - “ if that even was the name she still went by. “ how.. old are you? “

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the doctor ( 10 ).

the doctor was by the beach, looking out to the water, wondering what mysteries laid beneath. was it caused by something in the water? someone adding things to the water? or was it a deep sea creature that he’s never heard of, which was very unlikely. his brows scrunched, he was clever, he knew everything there was to know but here he was, puzzled by some water and island. if it was a proper island. people being plucked out of time, it’s something that interested him more than ever, and it was bad more than ever. he heard a voice and he turned seeing a very, rushed man. wait. planet? big blue box? he looked him over, getting strange vibes from him. “from what I can tell, it’s a form of earth -well- at least that’s what it seems from the readings i’ve gotten…” he moved closer to him, but not too close, just in case. “it’s 2018,” he said “as for the big blue box, well, i’ve been looking for one myself.”

“oh.” was all he could say for a moment, because, yes, oh. it was him. of all people he’d expected to meet in this strange place - which, frankly, weren’t an awful lot, seeing as he’d just arrived - it certainly wasn’t his past-self. but, then again, everything lead back to himself somehow, didn’t it. feeling rather uncomfortable, the doctor cleared his throat, fiddling with his hands “oh, it’s you. “ if his past-regeneration was here, who else was? how many people had stranded on this very beach? he shook his head. “yes, yes, earth 2018 - not too bad. bit off-timing but she was never one for right timing was she...”, he muttered mindlessly, letting his gaze drift around again. “may i ask how you ended up here?”

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“ no! right -- wrong -- WHAT ?? “ a sharp inhale of breath, the doctor jerked up from his laying position, frantically scanning his surroundings. this was wrong. very wrong. “ absolutely wrong. “ from what he could tell, he was on a beach. although just a second ago, he’d been in the tardis and -- he shook his head. sure, she’d sent him to the wrong places at the wrong times before, but this really didn’t look anything like the paris world’s fair in 1889, behold the top of the eiffel tower. thinking of tardis... quickly, he scrambeld to his feet, calling out to the next person near him. “ hello?? hello!! yes, you - can you tell me what year it is, by any chance?? what planet ?? -- oh, and you wouldn’t have seen a big, blue wooden box anywhere ‘round here, would you ?? “

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jenny.

“This makes no sense,” she said as she flipped through a few web pages, “The ship that hit Big Ben, Harry Saxon, none of it happened.” Letting out a small sigh, she sat back in her chair, “doctor what did you do?” she whispered

a small, yet incredulous, huff. he hadn’t been sure whether or not to approach her after he’d spotted her from across the street. it could be anyone, he’d tried to reassure himself. surely, it wouldn’t have been her. after all it had taken him three minutes of intense staring to make out who she was - or who he believed her to be. it couldn’t be her, it could’nt, it couldn’t, it was just... ‘ impossible ‘, was the word he looked for. but everytime he seemed to use it, the impossible thing just got possible. and, really, was anything impossible these days? -- slowly, very cautiously, he approached her. tightening his hands into fists but really only cramping them instead. the doctor cleared his throat. “ yeah..”, he said, voice no more than a whisper, “ what have i done ? “

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