© BBC and all them peoples… *sigh*
The War Doctor laughed and looked around into space. "Bad Wolf girl, I could kiss you!"
Ten's face dropped. Eleven looked on knowingly, a sad smile on his face.
"Sorry, did you just say… Bad Wolf?" he asked, but the War Doctor was too excited about his revelation to notice.
"I want you safe, my Doctor."
All of Ten's memories came rushing back; from when he first met Rose in his ninth regeneration, when she looked into the Time Vortex.
"I looked into the TARDIS, and the TARDIS looked into me."
Their first kiss, in a different body perhaps, but all the same it had been him and his Rose. Their last moments together, in a different universe perhaps, but that didn't matter. The words he never got to say. He looked around quickly, trying to find the point to which the War Doctor had spoken.
"I am the Bad Wolf. I create myself. I take the words. I scatter them in time and space."
And then it was gone. And then they were saving the universe, all thirteen Doctors.
But he never forgot.
A/N: I'm just gonna leave this here… I watched the 50th anniversary again and just had to.