A.N. Hello, my fellow whovians! This is a watching Doctor Who fanfiction, the title is kind of hard to tell, probably, maybe, no, depends on who you are!
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Amy groaned, she was propped up against a wall, feeling like she had gone through a typhoon. She could only remember touching the angel and then...Rory!
"Rory!" The Pond's obnoxious scream echoed throughout the room.
"Here." Rory replied. I know, sounds lame.
They stood up, hands on each other's elbows, yelling at each other, trying to figure out what happened. Then, they heard movement.
"Hello?" they yelled down a dark hallway.
No answer, so Amy and Rory did any sane thing, they walked strait down that hallway to a metal door, they turned the brass nob...
The Eleventh Doctor was spending some time with Madame Vastra, Jenny and Strax.
The trio knew the Doctor was hurting, so decided not to push it, but they kept a watchful eye on him.
A bright light filled the room, Strax complained that the moon had declared war on them, and they all vanished.
River was sitting in Stormcage, she just returned from her night with the Doctor, well, I wouldn't call it a 'date' exactly, more of a I'm-saving-the-world-again, trip.
"Professor Song," a solider tried to get her attention. "A letter, what is it, who is it from?"
"Spoilers," River put a finger on her lips, used her hallucination lipstick and pranced over to the letter. It looked to be from the Doctor. She opened it and was consumed in a bright light.
Jack, Martha, and the Tenth Doctor were running, running away from the possible alien incursion. Yeah, your usual.
Jack hit some buttons on his vortex manipulator, the Doctor looked at it in disgust. Martha mumbled something about 'Boys and their toys.' again.
When the correct code had been hit a light surrounded them all, and they disappeared. Regular citizens blinking, trying to see if their eyes were deceiving them.
"Doctor, where are we?" Martha groaned, rolling over on her stomach.
"No idea." the Doctor answered.
"Shocker, he doesn't know something!" Jack said sarcastically while investigating the room.
It was a solid room, with no exits, just a couple couches and a TV.
"I think we're here to watch some TV." The Doctor stated the obvious.
"Who are you people?"
They turned around to see who spoke, it was a man with a fairly large nose, and a Scottish red-head behind him. Only slightly, though.
"Captain Jack Harkness, and who are you?" Jack said in a flirty tone.
"My wife!" the man looked stern, "I'm Rory Williams/Pond, and this is Amy Williams/Pond."
Then they turned on the Doctor and Martha, well, that makes them sound evil, they had a genuine smile on their faces as they did so, maybe they were saved from the Angels!
"I'm Martha Jones," she stepped up first, "and this is the Doctor."
"Where? Is he behind that scrawny thing?" Amy yelled.
"No, this is the Doctor." Martha was making a confused face.
"Oh, cut the chase," Jack broke in, "Probably different regeneration, right?"
"Most likely," the Doctor said, "but then what brought all of us here? An outside force..."
"You always thinks that makes you sound so cool." River Song was in the corner, reloading her gun, she had a feeling she might need to discharge it, at Captain Jack.
The Doctor walked up to her, took her gun. She huffed indigently, then he walked up to Jack, and the same thing happened. That left them all with two pouting gunmen, err, also woman.
"River!" Amy and Rory ran and sat beside her.
"I told you there was a reason to declare war on the moon!" a voice sounded generally annoyed.
Martha and the Tenth Doctor turned, yelled Sontaran, then pretty much dropped on the ground.
"Hi, Strax," the rest told him.
"Ma'am, what happened," Jenny groaned on the ground.
"I don't know," (Cue, Lizard Woman! scream) Madame Vastra looked around, "but apparently we're not leaving."
"I don't get, how you people can be so dang cheerful all the time," the Eleventh Doctor told them.
Amy, Rory, and River were about to smile and yell 'Doctor!' together, but, something was off. The Doctor still wore his classic bow-tie. But he wore black instead of the tweed he used to wear. He looked more, gothic.
"Um, hello, Doctor," Amy asked, "What happened to you?" used sass.
"Amelia, Rory the Roman, River!" Eleven's Christmas had come!
They all sat on respective couches. Rory then Amy then the Doctor, then River on one, Vastra, Strax, then Jenny, and Jack, then the Doctor, then Martha on the other.
"So," Martha attempted to make a conversation, "We'll call that Doctor, Eleven, and this one will be Tenny."
Jack flashed his flirty grin.
A face appeared on the screen, which some recognized as Sexy the TARDIS in human form.
"Hello!" her hair was blowing behind her, "I've reached into the timestream and grabbed you all from different spots of time, where you might need each other the most. You are here to watch some TV, Rose introduced the concept in a parallel universe, she made it a TV show called 'Doctor Who'. You ten are going to watch it! Doctors, behave, River, you have a limit on your amo, Jack, you get the idea too. Ta ta!"
"Well, I got the idea that we can't leave if we don't watch it." Jenny brought up helpfully. Rory nodded in agreement.
So, they began the first episode, Rose.
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