Doctors Who: The Series Finale
(Herein lies my dream for the last life of The Doctor. End of the road, permanent death, no more Doctor, no more Time Lords. As I have envisioned it, the Doctor(s) is/are played by Oliver and James Phelps, best known for their roles as Fred and George Weasely. This decision is based on the need for a pair of identical actors with pre existing chemistry to get the feel of the plot device correct, as well as to grant the Doctor 1 last wish- to become ginger.)
::Last minutes of season finale::
The Doctor felt his regeneration beginning and a twinge of fear entered him. His last regeneration, his last life. He escaped permanent death on a technicality once, a new set of lives. But this was the end of it. No amount of cleverness or time manipulation could extend this life once his luck or life ran out.
The man braced himself for the familiar flow of violently pulsing regenerative energy and held tight to the control panel of the TARDIS. Pulse after pulse surged through his body, emanating the usual vibrant glow and forceful throbbing of previous transformations, shaking the TARDIS and everything inside with each beat.
Eventually one final extended glow came with that final sensation of metamorphosis and all dimmed, stabilized, and quieted. The Doctor rushed to a reflection panel and looked at his new face.
"FINALLY! Two dozen lives and FINALLY red hair! Ooh and I think I'm tall again." The doctor touched his cheeks, nose, ears, spun around to see as much of him as he could.
He ran his hands happily through his new hair. Then he froze with shock and confusion when his reflection didn't do the same. Instead, with a small delay for the shock, pointed out of where the panel appeared to be and began to laugh.
"Is THAT what my face looked like when I was there? This is going to be much more fun this time around."
The Doctor fell to his backside and backed away while his doppleganger stepped through the hole in the console and pulled the reflection panel back into place behind him.
"What are you? There is no way someone could have made a Ganger of this new face so quickly." The Doctor pulled out his Sonic Screwdriver and pointed it at the thing in front of him.
"Right, laugh time is over. Telling you same thing I...told..me… who I guess is now.." The standing figure pointed around whispering to himself and stared at an imaginary board in front of him while he appeared to piece together what he wanted to say. "Anyway, wow, its strange knowing what I'm going to say before I say it. Kind of feels like that Angels video thing, doesn't it? Anyway, long story short, can't tell you either the long OR the short story, just gonna have to trust me and live it out, I'm you. Future," he gestured to himself,."Past", gesturing to the Doctor on the ground.
"But I'm not to cross my own timeline" the two said in unison, the newly regenerated in surprise, the self proclaimed future version in bored tone.
The standing Doctor hit a few buttons and switches on the TARDIS as he spoke, her engines whirred into activity.
"Yes yes I know, trust me, been through this all before when I was you, and from the look of things you'll be me eventually, right, spoilers like she always said. Um. I CAN tell you that nothing particularly horrible happens from us traveling together, not that I would call any of it safe, still not sure how we're getting through some of that."
The future doctor looked off into space recalling some of his own adventures, his excited smile dropping briefly before refocusing on his situation and returning to an excited smile.
But, believe me we are going to be traveling together a LOT."
The future Doctor leaned on the console and smiled at his past self.