Hey you guys! This is my first attempt at a Doctor Who story. It is my take on the 50th anniversary and what is going to happen after the series 7 finale. Of course the pairing in this fic is the Doctor/rose. It will mainly be 10.2 and rose, but I wanted to expand on the relationship between 11/rose and see how they would react around each other. If you don't like it don't read it, plain and simple. I will try and update as much as I can. Thank you to all that read this. and your feedback is awesome and greatly appreciated.

I hope you enjoy this, as much as I enjoyed writing it.

Disclaimer: I do not own Doctor who or the characters.

Now off to reading. Allonsy!

Running through the Timelord s vast lifespan, memories were coming out at all sides. The Doctor had a firm grasp on Clara s hand as they made their way through his life. They had kept running until they came to a door, a simple door painted pink and yellow. Clara felt the Doctor stiffen and move to turn away, but Clara was curious as to see what was behind that door, and as to why the Doctor stiffened up at the sight of it.

"Doctor," She tugged on his hand, motioning towards the door, "What's in there, why is there only one door in this whole place?"

The Doctor turned to look at Clara, releasing her hand so he could run his hands through his hair. A habit picked up by his 10th regeneration. Behind that door, held a life that he wished he had had. A life he couldn t have though, since he was the last of the timelord s. Behind that door was the life that she deserved, a life that she had always wanted with a guy that was him, but wasn t at the same time.

The Doctor put on his Brainy specs, another habit of his 10th regeneration. Guessing that being so close to that door, was bringing it out in him. He pushed the glasses up on his face, scrunching his nose up as he inspected the door. Part of him was curious, very curious as to see what was behind it. He honestly had no clue as to why it was in here. usually memories just came out, they were not locked up behind doors. Unless this one was too painful. He stopped that train of thought for a moment, not wanting to unleash that.

Clara was watching the Doctor, noticing the array of emotions that washed over his face. He looked reminiscent yet in pain at the same time. Whatever was behind that door must have been of great importance to the Doctor at some point in his life. And Clara wanted to find out what or who it was.

"Doctor, can we go in there?" Clara asked, walking up to the Doctor and tugging on his sleeve.

"Ummm," he fiddled with his bow-tie and looked around nervously. "I don t know if we can Clara, as far as I knew, there aren't supposed to be doors in here. The memories are just supposed to be, not be locked up. I'm a bit leery about it, especially since I have a feeling what s behind that door."

Clara raised an eyebrow, "And what's behind the door Doctor? She knew it was a long shot asking, since the Doctor did keep everything secret, but she figured what was the harm in asking.

"Welllllll" he dragged out, adjusting his bow-tie. "At first I thought that maybe it was a memory of somebody that was...is very special to me, but now that I think of it, I swore I had seen a glimpse of her when we were running through here, so maybe it's... "

The Doctor stopped in his explanation and ran over to the door, sonic screwdriver in hand. First he knocked on the door, then leaned really close and smelled it. His face split out in a grin, "It s not wood!" he exclaimed, quickly running his sonic screwdriver over it,examining it.

He pulled it back, staring at his screwdriver in awe. "Impossible," he gasped, taking his glasses off and shoving them in his coat.

Clara was just watching this scene take place, wondering what the Doctor deemed as impossible. But before she could ask the Doctor had rushed over to her, grabbing her hand and pulled her off into the opposite direction. But Clara was not one to just run away without knowing what was going on. She planted her feet and refused to leave.

"Clara, let's go. There is nothing to see over there." The Doctor said gruffly, tugging on her hand, his face still turned the other way.

"No Doctor, not until you tell me what' s behind that door. And if you don 't I 'll just have to go see for myself."

Clara ripped her hand from the Doctor 's and ran off towards the door, but when she got there and was just about to turn the handle, the Doctor yelled. "Please, Stop. I will tell you, just please don t go in there." His voice cracking on the last word.

She edged away from the door, tentatively making her way towards the Doctor. She had never seen him get this emotional ever. "Doctor what's wrong?"

The Doctor turned around, "Clara, he took her hand, I am very old, and I have been through a lot. Seen new worlds, eaten incredible foods, and of course I have had many companions. Now I don't talk about my past companions, because honestly it's easier to keep in my past. I'm only telling you this, because you have fallen into my mind, my whole life in front of your eyes. There is no hiding from you, and I trust you." He smiled down at her before continuing.

"There was one companion, whom I met during my 9th regeneration. My 9th regeneration was hard, he was rugged and stubborn and very guarded since I had just been through the time war. I honestly didn t want to go on with life, until I met her. My pink and yellow human, Rose Tyler." The Doctor stopped for a moment, noticing how his hearts sped up at the mention of her name, it felt good to say it again.

"Rose Tyler", he said again, loving the way it felt on his lips. Clara smiled at the way the Doctor s face lit up when he mentioned this girls name. She had honestly never seen him this happy. Happy yet still sad at the same time.

The Doctor gave a short laugh before he continued, "You would of loved Rose, Clara. She was...incredible and fantastic. She showed me how to live again, made me feel young. She traveled with me for a while, I even regenerated while traveling with her. Rose Tyler made me feel whole again, and when we got separated, she was stuck in a parallel world."

Clara s eyes widened, "Doctor, so you never saw her again?"

The Doctor's lips turned up in a sad half smile, "Oh I saw her again, she had spent her time in the parallel world trying to get back to me. When she got back here, things weren't good, we were fighting to save the world. But in the end, she couldn't stay with me, and I put her back on the other world. Not alone of course, in the process of us saving the world, a meta-crisis Doctor was formed. Half human, half Doctor, he was me. Had all my same memories and all plus, he could give Rose Tyler the life she deserved. The life I couldn t have."

Clara reached up to adjust his bow-tie before cupping his cheek, wiping a stray tear away. She hadn t even noticed that he was crying. "Doctor, did you love her?"

He closed his eyes, "Yes, I was in love with her. I just regret never being able to tell her that. Sure my meta-crisis clone did, but not me. I was too big of a coward to ever do that. She deserved better than me, always did."

The Doctor moved away from Clara, towards the door. He stood there staring at it. "Now as to what is behind that door, I believe that it is that parallel world. That same parallel world that I left Rose and the meta- crisis Doctor. It's impossible I know, but honestly with Rose, everything is possible."

He smiled before running back over to Clara. "Now you see why I can t go in there?"

Clara thought for a moment before answering, "No I don't. I think that you're just afraid of what you will find in there. And you're afraid of seeing Rose again. Where's the Doctor that's not afraid to do anything, will take on anything face on with only your sonic screwdriver. I say that we go and see what's behind that door."

"Clara-" he started, but Clara was already bounding towards the door, throwing it open and running inside.

"CLARA! WAIT UP!" He called running after the girl through the door, that slammed shut right behind him.

A.N

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