AN: Here's another fun story to keep myself busy while I work on Chapter 2 of my currently active story. Basically I thought it would be fun to play out how The Doctor contacted his past selves to show up on Gallifrey at the end of Day of The Doctor. I'll be doing this one Doctor at a time and editing it very sporadically so I hope you enjoy.
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Chapter 1: The First Doctor
London, 1962
Having recently arrived in London, The Doctor took his coat off of the table next to him. Without wasting time he approached his granddaughter's room and rapped loudly on the door several times.
"Susan!" The Doctor shouted gently. "Susan! It's time to get up, child. We have a lot to get done today"
"Where are we, grandfather?" Susan called, her voice muffled slightly by the door. "Where has the T.A.R.D.I.S. taken us this time?"
"All will answered in good time my dear" The Doctor chuckled. "Just grab your things and meet me outside me when you're ready". Making a few last adjustments, The Doctor put on his coat and stepped outside to the warm London air...in a junkyard.
"A junkyard?!" The Doctor grumbled angrily. "I bring the T.A.R.D.I.S. all the way to London and it lands in a junkyard?" taking a look at the T.A.R.D.I.S. his anger turned to smile. "A police box? How quaint".
Going back in to grab his cane and further take in his surroundings, The Doctor took note that perhaps his surroundings could be of some use after all. "Yes, I suppose I would need to someplace to hide the T.A.R.D.I.S. some place inconspicuous. Yes, this will do splendidly"
It was then that Susan stepped outside and began to develop her own opinion of the surroundings. "Where are we grandfather, oh this doesn't look good. This planet seems horrible"
The Doctor smiled. "Nonsense my dear; Earth is by no means the greatest planet in the universe but it isn't so bad. I assure you child, the entire planet does not look as drab as this junkyard"
"What are we doing here, grandfather?" Susan asked. "Could there be more adventure"
"Perhaps, child perhaps" The Doctor stated. "But we are not here to explore, my child. We are here to learn. Or more specifically you are here to learn. I plan to call this planet home for the time being and I want you to enroll in school"
"But Grandfather..."
"Now, now. No protests, child. I want you to have a normal life; the kind of life that I could never give you on Gallifrey. Here you can have that life, and the first step in learning what the humans know"
"When are we, grandfather?" Susan couldn't help but ask. "This planet seems so primitive"
"Yes quite" The Doctor informed Susan. "We are currently in the 20th century, before the humans had much contact with alien life. I belief the Shadow Proclamation would classify this as a Level 4 planet"
"And what about the T.A.R.D.I.S?" Susan asked, pointing at the unfamiliar structure. "What is it supposed to be?"
"That is a police box, child" The Doctor explained. "The earthlings use it as a primitive communications device to contact local authorities. I think it was a splendid choice".
"It does look nice" Susan agreed. "I could get used to this"
"You may have to" an unfamiliar voice.
The Doctor turned around to see the man. He was a young man and much taller than The Doctor; he was a bit gangly and clad in a brown tweed jacket, a bow tie and a fez.
"Pardon me?" The Doctor asked. "I'm you're going to have to repeat yourself, sir. These old ears don't hear as well as they used to"
"I said you mind have to get used to it" the younger man said. "The T.A.R.D.I.S. has a notoriously bad habit of looking like a Police Box in the most ehh...un-police -boxy areas"
"Who is he, grandfather?" Susan asked. "He seems familiar some how"
"Yes it would seem that way, child" The Doctor agreed, stepping closer to the strangely knowledgeable young man. "A fellow time lord perhaps?"
The younger man grinned grabbing hold of The Doctor's shoulders. "True, yes. But look closely. I'm not just any Time Lord I'm..."
"Let go of me you gibbering oaf!" The Doctor shouted, suddenly however he was struck with realization and shoved the younger man to the side, pointing at him angrily with his cane. "HOW-DARE-YOU-SHOW-UP-HERE-YOU-OAF-DON'T-YOU-KNOW-THE-RULES?!". With each word, The Doctor prodded the younger man with his cane and his anger seemed to almost reach a boiling point.
"Of course I know the *rules*" the younger man said. "I just don't care"
"How could I become such an insufferable simpleton?" The Doctor complained aloud. "Rules are not meant to be broken"
"Wait, who is this?" Susan asked again.
"Me!" both of them responded.
"Back in the T.A.R.D.I.S, Susan" The Doctor told her. "I need to have a talk with my idiotic counterpart!"
"I take offense to that"
"Oh you take offense to that, do you?" The Doctor growled. "Well I take offense that you would break the fundamental laws of time for a social call!"
"We broke every law in the book when we stole the T.A.R.D.I.S"
"Don't try to change the subject" The Doctor shouted. "I demand to know why you here!"
"I need your help"
"I gathered as much" The Doctor stated. "But what could possibly have happened that you would need to break the 1st law of time to speak with me?"
"I need your help saving Gallifrey" The Other Doctor told him. "A war is raging and Gallifrey is the crossfire. I need to put Gallifrey in a pocket dimension in order to save everyone on it but I need your help. I need help from all my past lives if I'm going to do this right"
"Your plan is asinine" The Doctor said. "Even if you could gather all of us in the same place without destroying reality, how could you possibly make the calculations necessary. Even the basic operations would take hundreds of..."
The Other Doctor smiled. "That's why I came to you. If you start the calculations as a background operation on the T.A.R.D.I.S. you should be able to generate the necessary equation by the time I catch up"
"Wouldn't that drain power from the T.A.R.D.I.S?"
"Not if you diverted the power from the Chameleon Circuit"
"Are you suggesting I sabotage my own T.A.R.D.I.S?"
"Our own T.A.R.D.I.S, yes"
"You are an insufferable, egotistical..."
"But I can count on you to help me?" The Other Doctor asked.
The Doctor gritted his teeth and nodded. "Yes, but I'm doing this for Gallifrey and not you"
"Of course" The Other Doctor agreed, handing The Doctor a note. "Meet me at this exact point in Gallifrey's History and do NOT lose that note"
His own T.A.R.D.I.S. forming around him, the Other Doctor left, leaving The Doctor to go about his business.
The Doctor closed the door the T.A.R.D.I.S. behind him and approached the confused Susan.
"Well, now that that incident is out of the way, we can proceed with our original plans" The Doctor told her.
"But Grandfather was that about..." before Susan could finish her sentence The Doctor touched her forehead gently and her eyes fogged over slightly. When she regained composure she stood in the doorway waiting for The Doctor to follow.
"Well, grandfather" Susan told him. "We should really see what this planet is like, are you coming grandfather?"
"Just give me a few minutes, Susan" The Doctor told her. "Go outside and wait for me. I have an errand to run".
After Susan left, The Doctor sent the T.A.R.D.I.S. on it's way to Gallifrey.
The Doctor arrived in a war torn landscape, seeing strange creatures in iron shells shooting at a Time Lord warships, but was quickly distracted from that at the sight of 12 other T.A.R.D.I.S's each no doubt owned by one of his 13 allotted lives. He gently pulled out the note.
Dear Doctor,
If everything goes well, the calculations that you started a few moments ago should correspond with your other counterparts to create the energy necessary to protect Gallifrey. The 12 of us together should have enough power to do the job, so jump in and do your part. When this is all over, we should all lose memory of any mention of our future counterparts, so you shouldn't have too much to worry about
Geronimo,
The Doctor
"12?" The Doctor thought to himself. That couldn't be right, there were clearly 13 T.A.R.D.I.S's no matter, time was off the essence.
Activating his communications device, The Doctor locked on the War Council's channel.
"Reporting to War Council of Gallifrey, this is The Doctor"
Well, I was well off...all 12 of them
No sir...all THIRTEEN!
"So it was Thirteen" The Doctor thought "It matters little. Let's just get this over with"
With the press of a button, The Doctor released the energy and both Gallifrey and himself disappeared. He awoke to find himself in his bed and the memory of the event already departing.
"So my memory is leaving then?" The Doctor thought. "Perhaps for the best, in the meantime I should probably go join Susan
I should have the 2nd Doctor up sometime soon. Please leave a review.