( A/N: This is my very first fanfiction so don't be too harsh when reviewing please! Constructive criticism is very much appreciated though.)

-This story takes place in between the name of the Doctor and the Day of the Doctor-

It was two days after Clara and The Doctor got back from Trenzalore. It was very quiet in the Tardis, which was a bit unusual. Clara felt as if the energy was a little different than normal, everything seemed normal. The Doctor was in the console room tinkering with something, as usual. Clara was just wandering the hallways near the kitchen, contemplating on whether or not to attempt baking a soufflé. On one hand, it could go horribly wrong. On the other hand, this could be the one she finally gets right. While she was thinking about it, she heard a few yells of surprise from the direction of the Doctor. Forgetting about the soufflé for now, she jogged over to see what all the fuss was about. When she arrived, The Doctor was studying a man in front of him. It appeared as though the man was doing the same to him. He was a thin man, tall, great hair. He was wearing a trench coat with a pin stripped brown suit underneath it. He seemed awfully familiar. Then something clicked. 'This is one of the doctors previous incarnations' she thought "Clara! Come meet me!" Said The Doctor, her Doctor, snapping her out of her thoughts. She walked over and stood beside The current Doctor. "Clara, meet my 10th incarnation, 10th incarnation meet Clara." They shook hands. "Pleasure to meet you Clara." Said the 10th Doctor "Same to you" she said with a smile. She now looked at the 11th Doctor quizzically "But how can he be here?" She asked. "Well now, that is the question! I don't understand it, I love it when I don't understand things! Makes them that much more fun to understand! He should be causing a rip in time, but there's nothing on the monitor about it." He looked at the other doctor. " What point in time were you at when you appeared here?" The tenth doctor thought hard. It was a little fuzzy for some unknown reason. " I suppose I was about to regenerate." He said. "So you were taken from the end of your time stream, but for what purpose? Any thoughts on the matter?" "Well maybe it was the Tardis programming activating emergency protocol 57 and something went wrong, did you change the protocols and mess up?" The eleventh looked offended "Of course not! I think it might have been that room that..." Clara drowned them out. They were just bickering in the background about multiple theories and who's better at programming the Tardis and such. 'I wonder why he's here, I don't see a plausible reason for it, of course they will figure it out eventually.. Maybe I'll bake that soufflé now..' She was yet again distracted from making her soufflé when a leather clad figure appeared five feet in front of her. "What the hell am I doing here?"

(A/N: Thank you for reading! Make sure to review! Hopefully you enjoyed it and the next chapter will be up next week!)