I never thought of how my life would be without the Doctor. I mean, technically, I have my Doctor, the human clone that was created in a last ditch effort to save the universe from the Daleks but without his TARDIS, he's a shell of the Doctor I once knew.
Every day, he seems to get worse. I tried to build him a TARDIS, but without the Gallifreyan technology, it just made him miss her more. He's begun to spiral downwards, into a deep dark place I never wanted to see the Doctor in. Although he's lived for hundreds or maybe even thousands of years, he seems to have aged considerably in the past few weeks. I try to comfort him but he just mumbles in a language I can't understand. I'm almost sure its Gallifreyan. We were both going mad from Doctor withdrawal and all I could do was pray that the Doctor could somehow save my Doctor from his personal Hell.
Leaving Rose was probably the hardest thing I've ever done in my many years of existence. Even after my latest regeneration, I still think of her. Is it selfish of me to wish for another gap in the universe so I can see her again? Of course it is. Though I'm sure she's happy with her human Doctor, a Doctor that can give her things I never can, a life together, a normal life together. I wonder what she would think of me if she saw me today.
A salty tear runs down my cheek as I think of all the people I've lost and hurt. Most recently, Amy and Rory have been added to the list. How could I have been so stupid?
I slammed my fist on the typewriter and the TARDIS began to lose it. She went absolutely crazy and no matter what I pushed she wouldn't stop, she has her own idea of where she wanted to take me so I just buckled up and enjoyed the ride. When she finally crashed, I emerged from the TARDIS to see an unwelcome yet familiar sight; the shop where Rose and I first met when I was my ninth regeneration. Why here? I looked around and it seemed to be not long after I dropped off the human Doctor with Rose, around 2011, it seemed. I very well couldn't walk around and risk running into myself so I reentered the TARDIS to take off but her controls were locked. Odd, seeing this had never happened before. Further inspection with my screwdriver revealed that absolutely nothing was wrong with her. She just didn't want to leave.
Puzzled by her behavior, I exited the TARDIS, only to have the doors slam shut behind me. She had effectively told me, "Don't come back until you find what I want you to look for." How bizarre. I began to walk around town, reveling in the memory of the days I had spent here with Rose and her family. I would have to be careful while meandering through London, as I'm not sure my past two regenerations would recognize me or not. I hear a sound that is eerily familiar yet new. Someone has jabbed me in the back.
"Excuse you, could you be more careful…" I effectively stopped when I saw none other than Rose Tyler standing before me.