Doctor Who Fanfiction

How We Met

By DoctorsCompanion0000

The Doctor stood leaning against the TARDIS console, he figured he should leave the small planet he was on and head towards his next adventure. He lazily pushed off the console to his feet and straightened his bowtie, checked his wrist watch and muttered, "Alright old girl, time to leave."

He then proceeded to dance about the TARDIS, flipping switches, pulling levers and basically all the odd actions he does that it takes to move the TARDIS. The loud whooshing noise of the brakes that were still on filled the air as she faded from her previous place. The Doctor smiled.

The TARDIS flung herself into the time vortex, twisting and spinning, all the while slinging the Doctor this way and that from his grip on the console railing. The familiar whooshing came again as she landed on some random spot on the Earth's surface.

The Doctor gingerly picked himself up and bent over to brush his pant legs off.

"I did it!"

He jerked himself into an upright position and stared, stunned, at a girl that stood across from him. She had appeared out of nowhere; grinning madly while holding his sonic in one hand and on her other wrist was a vortex manipulator, which was held up so that she could see it.

She laughed and practically danced towards him singing," You said you locked it permanently! That it was just a plain old watch now. But guess what? I FIXED it!" her grin faltered slightly at his obvious confusion. " You alright Doctor?"

"Um, yeah, I'm fine," he said slightly dazed, then shook himself," thanks for asking, but there's a more important question here, and because I'm the Doctor, I find myself asking it. So here it is," he takes a breath and says loudly, " Who the heck are you?"

The smile was now completely erased from her face as she said in a soft singsong voice," Uhhhh-ohhhh."

The Doctor raised an eyebrow questioningly at her as he spotted his sonic screwdriver in her hand.

"What are you doing with that?" he strode forward to take it back, but she backed away,"That's mine."

"No it's not, well yes it is, but not yet it isn't."

The Doctor stopped and reached into the inside pocket of his tweed jacket. And felt his sonic. He pulled it out, and reached over and snatched the other from the intruder to compare the two. He held them together and the sonics collided with bright sparks and a slight smokey smell.

"Different time streams, that explains it," he said to himself. He turned to look at her, " Where did you get this?" he asked severely. "From me in my future, obviously, but how? Did you st-"

"No! I didn't steal it if that's what you're thinking." She looked hard at him, " As if I'd ever steal from you. Well, except for that cookie that one time. But I borrowed the screwdriver, you let me. Sort of."

She lifted her wrist to look at the vortex manipulator," I must've changed time as well as location," she grimaced. "You are gonna killll me for this."

The girl looked up at him," Anyway," she smiled," Hi, I'm Trinity Evans." She stuck out her hand for him to shake, and he took it, watching her carefully.

"Pleasure, now, I take it you are traveling with me in the future, yes? Yes. Now, first, don't tell me anything, I do not want to know what's going to happen, let's just send you back and I'll head off to my next adventure, while sometime in the future, you get a good scolding. Note to self, scold Trinity Evans…whenever." He eyed her.

As he was still shaking her hand, he promptly flipped it to look at the manipulator. "Let's get you back."

"That's alright," a VERY familiar third voice put in," I'll take her back with me, that way I, well you, won't know when we are from."

The Doctor looked over Trinity's shoulder as he watched himself climb the steps to the upper levels of the TARDIS. He was wearing his trademark, burgundy bowtie and tweed jacket, with the same dramatic fwoosh of his hair. It was like looking into a mirror…

"Now who is that handsome fellow?" he called over to his future self.

The Doctor reaches the top of the stairs, smiles, straightens his bowtie, and winks good naturedly at himself. He turns to Trinity.

"Now, I disabled that manipulator for a reason! How you managed to bypass the lock I hid on that thing I'll never know. And my screwdriver? Really? Note to self: Scold Trinity, check." The future Doctor reached over and took his sonic from his past self.

"But it was a birthday present," Trinity pouted.

" From Jack Harkness, I remember," he snorted, rolling his eyes but froze, looking at himself ," Pretend that I didn't say that," he said holding up a finger.

His past self smiled enthusiastically, and said," Alright, okay, I believe I, as in you, will fix the magnetic compulsory then calibrate it from whatever year you're from that I don't want to know."

He (the future Doctor) nodded, reaching over to a grumpy Trinity, and removing the watch like band from her wrist. "Shouldn't take more than-"

"Four minutes," the Doctors said together.

"Now that's just creepy," Trinity commented. " That's like the time when-"

NO, no, no, no, no, no. No. No, talking about my future in front of me," he covered his ears and stepped towards the console, "anyway, I have to step outside and see what's here, the TARDIS wouldn't have brought me here without a reason," the Doctor said as he ran his hand affectionately over the zigzag plotter. "Where am I anyway?" He went around to where the monitor was mounted and pulled up the location. " Earth, Europe, Dover, January, 2014. Fantastic year, that."

Trin's head shot up and a look of surprise was on her face. " 2014?" she asked excitedly," It wouldn't happen to be the sixth, yeah?"

"Actually, yes it is. How'd you know?" the Doctor replied.

She jumped up and practically ran to him," You need to go, right now!" she almost yelled in his face. "You need to get out there and go to South Dover High School. Got that? Room 406!" she laughed.

"Trin…" the future Doctor warned, but he was smiling, he remembered this.

"Seriously!" she continued," You need to leave, right now! It's almost 11:20. Hurry up, you!" She pushed him at the door.

"Why do I have to leave right now?" he asked.

"You're going to be late!"

"For what?"

"You are going to meet me for the first time!"