A/N: Hey everyone, this is an idea that has been swimming in my head for a while. Short first chapter, but they will get longer I promise! Read and Review please!
There comes a time in everyone's life when they just stop caring. They've been through so much, have been so selfless only to have it blow up in their face every time. They get to a point when they become selfish, they no longer care about the rules and consequences. The Doctor had reached this point. The Ponds were gone. Amelia, with a name like a fairy tale who had waited twelve years for him to come back. Twelve long years on the slow path, with faith that her Raggedy Doctor would show up for another adventure. Then there was Rory the Roman, Rory who became a true father-in-law to the Doctor. While Amy always remained his best friend, Rory took up the role of a fatherly figure. Although the Doctor teased Rory, calling him a Pond and pointing out his obvious submissive role in the marriage, The Doctor couldn't help but respect him. Now they were gone, joining Donna and Rose along with many others on the list of people he could never see again. And he was tired of it. So so tired. The Doctor Victorious was emerging. He had changed a fixed point before. Although she committed suicide, he had stopped her dying on Mars. He learned that lesson, but maybe he could break through the walls of the Universe.
Although Martha had been a companion of his, they never had much of a connection. Martha was too caught up in her feelings, and him in his heartache. Then there was Donna, she was on this universe, but she couldn't remember him, and he couldn't risk triggering her memories. Although he had a different face, the TARDIS would bring memories, and she would burn out and die. He couldn't risk that, he couldn't risk taking her life.
But to risk the fabric of Time, Thief..to risk all of reality!
"I can fix that...if it gets unstable, we can close the hole again, but we can't fix Donna. I need her."
He had River, he couldn't deny that he had River, but...she was special. She fixed him before, he just needed to know he could get to her. Even if she didn't want to travel with him, if he could get to her, she could pull him out of this state he was in.
But Thief, she is living her own life, we aren't a part of it.
"WE WILL ALWAYS BE A PART OF IT!" he yelled, fresh tears pooling in his eyes.
Raw emotion surged through him. He thought, with this body, that the feelings for her would wane. He was married, but out of obligation. Yes he was starting to enjoy River's company, yes River did things to this body, but his hearts...his hearts belonged to another.
The TARDIS hummed wordlessly, already stealing herself for the damage that was sure to come from this. She sent some of her power into a reserve, a power cell that he would be able to breathe into life again.
"Ready?" he asked, already turning knobs.
He felt the affirmation in his head, along with fierce determination. As wary as she was to attempt this, the TARDIS missed her too. How could she not? The Bad Wolf was one of her daughters.