The Doctor wore his brown tweed jacket with elbow patches, bow tie, braces, black trousers, and black, ankle-high boots. The Doctor piloted his TARDIS onto whatever adventure it would take him.
"Doctor..." a familiar voice said.
The voice startled The Doctor. He looked around and did not see anybody else within the TARDIS' control room. The TARDIS began to shake violently. The Doctor held onto the console as his ship traveled through time and space.
When the shaking stopped, The Doctor let go of the controls. He walked slowly to the door. He opened it and walked outside of the ship that resembled a blue police box. He found himself in a garden that contained a tree with silver apples.
"Where am I?" he wondered aloud.
"You are in the Garden of Youth."
The Doctor turned around and flinched when he saw a lion.
"Was that you?"
"Yes. Welcome, Doctor. I am Aslan of Narnia."
The Doctor wondered how Aslan knew what to call him.
"Have we met?"
"No. But I know you."
Aslan walked closer to The Doctor until he was close enough for his whisper to be heard only by The Doctor.
"That is my name. But only my wife knows my name!"
"I have been to many places. I have even been to multiple versions of the land of Narnia."
"Multiple versions...as in alternate universes? How is this possible? I mean, sure I have been to Pete's World and an alternate universe full of Klingons, but getting to alternate universes has been nearly impossible since the Time War."
"I do believe that we will continue to be associated, Doctor, but you must follow a certain task."
"What task?"
"You must take an apple from this tree and plant it in Owlwood, the location to which my breath will send you. After you plant it, a new tree will grow, and you must pluck another apple from the new tree. After that, you must go back into the TARDIS. It will take you to the time and place to which I have asked it to take you. Then you will plant the apple in that location, go back into the TARDIS, and continue from the location to which it will take you next. But be warned: these apples must only be used to help others. No fruit should be taken from the Tree of Youth for selfish reasons."
"Don't worry. I am sure that you already know that I look like a young man already, despite being eleven hundred and eleven years old."
"This I know, but you have already used up twelve regenerations. Do not be tempted."
"I won't. After all, I managed to turn away from the temptation of the Key of Time when I was Doctor number four."
"I know. Still, be cautious."
The Doctor turned his gaze back to the tree's branches. He reached up and plucked a silver apple. He returned to his TARDIS, which was bigger on the inside. He viewed the screen that displayed what was outside. He saw Aslan breathe onto the TARDIS, causing it to fly through time and space.
The TARDIS landed outside of a village on a different world. The Doctor exited, holding the silver apple in one hand. Out of curiosity, he used his sonic screwdriver on the apple. There were no readings that gave him information about it.
"It must be magical after all. I wonder how much younger I would be if I took a bite. Would I have one more life? Thirteen more lives?"
"I wouldn't bite if I were you, sweetie."
The Doctor turned around and saw his curly-haired wife River Song.
"How did you get...?"
The Doctor stopped mid-sentence. After a few seconds, the silence ended.
"Spoilers," they said simultaneously.
The Doctor wondered from what point in River's time stream his wife had come.
"I am eleven hundred and eleven right now," The Doctor said.
"Then we got married eight years ago from your point of view," River said.
"Oh good. It's great to know that we can acknowledge it without any problems."
"Still waiting for a proper honeymoon."
"Am I in trouble?"
"Spoilers."
The Doctor knew that River knew something about his future that he did not. He wondered if it was something in the immediate future or far into the future. He dug up a hole and buried the silver apple. He looked once more at the village.
"What is this place? This world feels a bit familiar, yet I have not been to this area before."
"From what I have gathered, this village is called Riverwood. Fitting, don't you think?"
"Riverwood?"
"Of the province Skyrim in the continent of Tamriel."
"Tamriel...Tamriel. I have been here! And Aslan! How did I forget about Aslan? Have I told you how I first met him?"
"Go ahead."
"It was back when I had my fourth face. I was traveling with Romana and K-9-"
"Which K-9?"
"The second one. Anyway, we arrived in Cheydinhal, which was within the province of Cyrodiil..."
