Unusual Reunions: Chapter 1
Mistaken
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DW-11
"Geronimo!" The Eleventh Doctor jammed his finger on a button, making the Time Rotor swirl and groan. Then it went quiet.
"Is there a problem," Clara asked.
"Nope," the Doctor replied.
"Geronimo," he shouted again, pounding the console." Geronimo already! Go!"
Instead of listening, the TARDIS rotor turned a sickly green.
"Wha-" the Doctor was cut off as the room exploded.
DW-Rose
"Doctor?" Rose reached toward the man next to her. Wait, this hand didn't feel right. It was soft, and smooth and-
"What're you doing on my TARDIS," Rose yelled at the redhead." And who are you?"
She looked around, and realized something. This wasn't her TARDIS. It was a TARDIS, but the song in her head was slightly different. Stronger, yet slightly sadder.
"What- who are you?" Amy was very confused." And this is my TARDIS, thanks."
Both girls were interrupted by a rather loud request from another woman to," SHUT UP THE DOCTOR"S TALKING!"
Rose turned, to find the man talking wasn't the Doctor. He was wearing a tweed jacket and a bowtie. Unless...
DW-Donna
"So let me get this straight," Donna said to the group." There are three doctors, and all of you," she said, gesturing to the companions are companions of his?"
Rose nodded. Donna tried not to laugh at the two Doctor's having a silent face-off over her head. Well it was obvious where the Doctor's affections lay.
DW-Rose
So there were three doctors, two of which were astounded to see her. This usually wouldn't have bothered her, had the eleventh not shouted,' you're back,' and enveloped her in a hug.
When had she been gone?
Anyway, names had been exchanged. Some, she already knew, like K9, Sarah Jane, Jack, and Mickey. But many she was unfamiliar with. Amy, Rory, Donna, Martha, and Clara. Clara unnerved her the most. The way she looked at 11! Who did she think he was- her boyfriend? And what had happened to Rose? It must have been bad- both 11 and 10 were acting very possessive.
DW-Amy
"I need to lay down," Amy muttered to Rory. He nodded, still in a daze. All these names, all these people she'd never known about. What else had he been hiding?
She wandered down a corridor lined with bedrooms, reading the plaques on each door. Finally, she found her and Rory's room, and flopped down on the lavender bed.
So confusing, and so... very... tiring...
DW-Nine
Nine growled, low in his throat. Apparently, the eleventh incarnation of himself was extremely annoying. And the way he seemed attached to Rose bothered him. What had happened to her, so bad that she wasn't traveling with him anymore?
He turned to Sarah Jane, who was looking at him intensly.
"So," she said." You visit me in your next incarnation, why not this one?"
"Umm, dunno. Busy and all..." he trailed off.
She nodded slowly.
"Too busy for me?"
"No! I've only been in this regeneration for four months! Rose has been with me for three- but apparently this is a future version of her."
Sarah nodded again." What happened?"
"Well, bowtie over there did something to the TARDIS. She's in lockdown, which means that no one can get in or out." Nine said 'bowtie' like it was an insult.
"For how long?" Sarah's brow creased.
"I don't know..."
