Quick note before I begin! Yes this is a chapter fic (obviously) I don't know exactly where I will take this but I think I'm just going to go with it and if you have any suggestions reviewing is always the best way to go through with that!
Disclaimer: If I owned Doctor Who, I wouldn't be writing fanfiction...
"Doctor! This is..." Amy froze in her tracks to stare around at their destination. "This is just London. Are you sure we're in another place?"
"Well I would tell you but I'm without my sonic screwdriver so I won't." The Doctor reached over to grab the tool back, but Amy was faster. "Really? Fine. Yes we're in an alternate universe. Yes there is quite possibly someone you know running about here. And yes I will show you around."
"How did you know I was going to ask that?"
"You're getting predictable. I show you around and you give me my sonic back, right?" The Doctor smirked at Amy's shocked expression. "Right then. Let's go!"
The two set off to explore this world, the Doctor pointing out slight differences here and there. Amy nodding along, slightly tuning him out to just take everything in.
"I know him!" Amy whispered a tad bit loud when they passed a poster exclaiming that one of Britain's greatest talents was to perform here. "That's Percy Stokes! He went to my high school and always claimed that one day he'd be in the big lights. I guess here it came true. He never was very good though. Would he remember me if I saw him?"
"What's there to remember? You might not even exist in this world." The Doctor stated casually, not thinking of the effect this would have on someone not accustomed parallel universes. Amy stopped.
"Might not exist?" The young girl's face turned to panic. "Might not exist? Just like this might not taste good or you might not win a game, I might not exist? How?"
"Well when I came here before with Ro- my previous companion, she didn't exist. So I'm just guessing you might not either."
"Why do you do that?" Amy questioned thoughtfully. "Why do you refuse to say her name? I mean aren't you a different Doctor now? What's the matter?"
"It's still strange to think about everything, okay?" The Doctor ran his hands through his hair. "Right then let's go."
The Doctor took a falsely confident step forward before immediately stopping where he stood.
"Doctor, what is it?" Amy scanned in front of them to see what could have left the Doctor this nervous, spotting only a blonde girl and a bloke. "What?"
"Well Amy, meet...me." the Doctor gestured toward the bloke. "Tenth generation me."
