I'm not who I am supposed to be. I'm old, at least I feel old, but I don't look old. A panicked look is spread across my face, I look around as if someone might attack me at any second. Then a sharp bang pulls me out of my panic. There are people's lives at risk, this is no time to panic. Even if I am crashing.

I look to my left and see a girl screaming. She has a remarkable resemblance to my mom, in fact she is my mom. She's just a lot younger. The wrinkles and worry lines that have become so familiar on her face are nowhere to be seen. Her long red hair has not a single trace of grey. I'm almost tempted to say she looks beautiful.

"Doctor!" she screams as the Tardis gives of another good explosion from deep within.

"Don't worry dear." Is the only response I can muster up, "I've flown the Tardis through much, much worse. This is nothing but a little hick up!"

She's mocking me at this point because suddenly everything goes black, and we are falling. Mom screeches in horror for what I am sure she thinks is the end of her life. I guess it could also be the end of mine but that would involve pulling my mind off the target. I know what has to happen next.

"Something is wrong with time!" I shout to her over the sound of the Tardis attempting to gain its life back, "I can maybe land her one more time but that's it, she's not the only one that's hurt!"

It's only now that I realize the pain shooting through my side. I look down to see the huge gash in my side.

"There's only one way to save my life, yours, and even the Tardis's" I'm speaking a lot calmer now. The regeneration is coming.

"What is it Doctor?" she already knows. She's just reassuring herself.

"Promise me you won't let me lose this. I can't stop being the doctor no matter what." She has to be understanding this is the most important part, "You need to convince me. But not right away that will ruin everything! You will know when the time is right."

Then we are on solid ground and Mom almost falls over.

"Go!" I shout, "I'll be right behind you!"

I look down at my hands to confirm. They are glowing a bright yellow, everything inside of me is changing and I feel myself slipping. And before I know it, I'm not me. I'm still me but not.

I don't have time to check to see what I look like. Instead I start eyeing a silver pocket watch. Mom better have listened,

I wake up in my bed as myself. My mom is calling me telling me I'm going to be late for school. There are no explosions only the sound of silence.