Authors Note: I recently watched the original Doctor Who story arc "The Three Doctors." I know very little of the original "Doctor Who" but I still enjoyed the concept of regenerations meeting each other. On that note, I have seen every episode of the modern Doctor Who. And I have wondered what it would be like to have Nine, Ten and Eleven meet. Keep in mind that there are massive spoilers for the episode entitled "The Angels Take Manhattan" in this first chapter. I do not own Doctor Who. That would be BBC. If I owned Doctor Who, I wouldn't be living in an apartment building.

Chapter One

The Eleventh Doctor stood at the console of his TARDIS. His wife, River Song, stood on the opposite side of the console, piloting the box that was bigger on the inside. The Doctor was holding back tears of loss, while River stood there with a stern face, trying to pretend that she hadn't just witnessed her parent's being zapped back through time by a Weeping Angel. There was a deafening silence. Even the TARDIS seemed to be saddened at the loss of the passengers. There was no going back to change things, not this time. The Doctor saw Amy and Rory's tombstone. He couldn't save them. He could not even bear to face them. He could only see himself now as a failure.

River looked up from the TARDIS console, if only for a brief moment, and sighed. The Doctor looked up from his lap and returned the sigh. "River, what are you doing?"

River didn't bother looking up this time. "Just piloting the TARDIS, my love."

"Yes, but...where? When?"

"I don't know. Do you have someplace in mind?"

"I don't know." The Doctor contemplated his current situation. "Perhaps it's time I face the facts. I screw up people's lives. The Daleks are right, I'm the Oncoming Storm. I'm the Predator. I'm no Doctor."

"You read Amy's letter." River pointed out. "She told you that she and Rory lived happy lives; that everything turned out okay. You don't screw up people's lives, you enrich them."

The Doctor was sad, frustrated, and now he was angry. "No. No, I don't enrich people's lives. I bring them along for selfish reasons, and often end up losing them!" The Doctor said, getting up and taking the controls from her, "Twelve hundred years is long enough."

The Doctor immediately sent the TARDIS spinning into the planet Jupiter. After crashing the ship, the Doctor started pulling all sorts of switches. "Doctor, what are you doing?!" River cried.

"What I need to do. I made the decision to be the last Time Lord, I am the reason Gallifrey was time-locked. But I made the selfish choice to spare myself from my own judgement. Well no more. From here on out, my fate will be that of my people!"

"You can't possibly mean - -" River shouted.

"Oh yes I can. I am unlocking Gallifrey just long enough for me to lock myself in with them." The TARDIS started to grind, creating sparks and small explosions in itself. "But only I'm going. River, take your time-vortex-manipulator-watch-thingy and get out of here!"

River opted for a different approach. Drawing her gun, "she aimed for the TARDIS console. "Not happening, Sweetie." River fired right through the glass. The TARDIS instantly flung itself away from Jupiter, and hurtled itself back towards earth. The blue box traversed space and time, causing ripples to echo throughout the universe. Finally, the time machine crashed.

As the smoke cleared, River stood up and kicked the Doctor while he was down. "Are you mad? Trying to kill yourself? What good would that do?"

"Technically...I - - I wasn't trying to kill myself. I was only trying to lock me in a war where all of Gallifrey, and the Dalek empire would want me dead. So I was not directly trying to kill myself."

"Oh, you shut up!" River yelled. "You don't get to use your loopholes this time!" River was crying now. "You lost Amy and Rory. Fine! I get it! But much worse has happened to previous companions! You know that Amy and Rory are getting a full life of happiness out of this, so why do this to yourself? Why do this to me?"

"River..."

"No. No, shut up! I don't want to hear your excuses!" River stormed off to the TARDIS doors.

The Doctor was calling for her. "River! River come back here! I'm sorry!"

"No!" River exclaimed. I don't want to look at you right now!"

River swung the doors to the TARDIS opened. Standing on the other side of the doors was a man in a black leather jacket, and blue jeans. He had very short hair, and a grin that stretched from one absurdly-long ear to the other. The man looked inside the TARDIS and asked "I'm sorry, but could you tell me if there are any other blue boxes that are bigger on the inside?" River smacked the man as hard as she could, and walked past him. The man held his face in pain as he watched her walk away. "Ow! What was that for?"

"Something you're going to do!" River called back.

"Going to do? Who are you?" the man muttered as he turned back to the TARDIS. The Doctor was inside staring at the man that River had just smacked. "No. Way."

The man stepped inside of the TARDIS and simply said "Hello. I'm the Doctor.