A/N:

Characters and the episode they come from:

Rose: a little after Doomsday

Mickey/Rickey: after Journey's end

Nine: during aliens of London

Jack: after the Last of the Time Lords

Ten: during silence of the library

Martha: after journey's end

Donna: during silence of the library

River: taken from the library server

Eleven: during the Pandorica opens

Amy/Amelia: after Vampires in Venice

Rory: after vampires in Venice

Clara: after robot of Sherwood

Twelve: after robot of Sherwood

Bill: after Thin Ice

Disclaimer: I do not own Doctor Who. The characters or the plot lines in the story. I'm only writing how I think the characters would react to the show. If I did own the show it would not be as amazing as it is now.

"I'm bored!" Winter whined from her position on the pilot seat.

She and her wife the Doctor had been reading. Well, the Doctor had been reading, Winter had been admiring her beautiful wife. Her long reddish-brown hair, that was held up in a ponytail to keep it out of her face; her usual outfit, which looked particularly good to her that day, consisting of a purple pattern tee, a purple plaid collared shirt, a pair of jean shorts, and some purple converse; her gorgeous brown eyes; and her adorable button nose.

When she somehow ended up upside down with her feet dangling over the back of their seat. Her white-blue waist-length hair almost touching the floor; her black leather jacket riding up from the strange way she managed to get in that position, her light blue tank top was over half-way up her stomach, managing to show her belly-button; her jeans somehow going in the opposite directions, as if they were falling upwards; and her black tennis shoes almost falling off. All in all she looked kind of like a wreck. She flipped herself over as the Doctor started talking, starting to straighten her clothes.

The Doctor sighed and closed the book she was reading, "What do you want to do then?" Getting a familiar sparkle in her red-brown eyes she jumped up, asking, "Do you want to go on an adventure? Anywhere, any when, in all of time and space at our fingertips. Where do you want to go?"

When the Doctor started listing off places faster than Winter could keep up with, she gently cut her off with a quick kiss of the lips. "Not exactly what I had in mind, Love. We're always running around, that's why we decided to take this small break, remember?" When she nodded Winter continued, "I was thinking more along the lines of visiting some of your other selves and previous companions and forcing them to watch Doctor Who with us. What do you think?"

The Doctor hesitated for a few moments, before Winter gave her best puppy dog eyes, ones that could make even the coldest of hearts warm, and caved. "Alright, but you have to explain it to the others. This was your idea after all," She smiled widely, "This is going to be fun."

Winter cheered. Then, she frowned. Then, she smacked herself in the face, exclaiming, "We need to come up with a nickname for you, since there will be four other Doctors there. They can go by their regeneration numbers, but you stopped counting a long time ago, so what do we call you, Love?" She tapped her head, as if to force the answer out, before exclaiming excitedly, "I've got it, how about the Physician?"

The Doctor smiled and said, "Yep, that'll work, as long as you still call me 'Love,' Darling." She jested with a smile.

"Of course, Love."