I do not own Doctor Who
This is just my little take on how I think 11 will Regenerate in the Christmas Special.
Clara quickly opened the door of the TARDIS and helped the weak Doctor inside.
"Lay me down and run behind something quick!" The Doctor ordered.
"I don't want you to change! It feels like I just met you." Clara cried.
"I don't want want to change either but I can't stop it now. Get behind something! I don't want to hurt you!"
Clara quickly ran behind one of the doors as the Doctor was standing up. She quickly closed her eyes as she noticed bright signs of regeneration energy. As he started to scream Clara thought back on how this had all happened.
Only a few minutes before
"Doctor! Get out of the way!" Clara yelled right as a Dalek and a Cyberman fired their guns at the same time.
The Doctor, fighting a Silence, heard her cry but couldn't get out of the way before both shots hit him in the back making him drop to the ground.
Clara ran over to the Doctor's body and tried to wake him up to get him to the TARDIS.
"You need to wake up Doctor! You can't got out here! Not in front of all of your enemies!"
The Doctor suddenly woke up. Clara, with tears in her eyes, walked him into the TARDIS.
Present
Clara opened her eyes again once she noticed that The Doctor wasn't screaming anymore. She was scared to leave her safe spot. Scared to find out who was behind it. But she would be brave.
Clara left her spot and looked at the new Doctor at the front of the TARDIS. He was looking at himself but quickly turned around when he heard her.
The first things she noticed was how old he looked. He had grey hair and looked to be about 50. The next thing she noticed about him was his eyes. They looked even older, but younger, like he had something he still needed to do. She had noticed that in her Doctor when he had found out Gallifrey was still out there and he needed to find it.
Her new Doctor smiled at her as she studied him but his smile quickly left him. He suddenly looked like he had something to say and he was thinking hard on how to ask it. Then he asked the question she new had been bothering him. The one question she didn't think would ever come true for him.
"Am I Ginger?"
