Chapter 1

The TARDIS spins around, barely missing the planet of Adipose 3. "Could you-you know, stop this thing from twirling so fast," a very dizzy Rory Pond yelled.

"It's just the way the TARDIS travels, I'm afraid," the Doctor replied, pushing buttons left to right trying to stop his time ship from spinning out of control. He pulls up a lever and the speed of the TARDIS suddenly increased. The Doctor rocked back and forth, trying to maintain his balance.

"Where in the hell are we going," Rory yelled.

"I don't know, Rory! We were going to go to Italy in 1554, but then she acted up and now we're flying to wh0-knows-where!"

"I'm going to go check on Amy!"

"I wouldn't yet! At speeds like this, if you fall it's most likely that you're going to fly right out those doors! I'm sure she's fine!"

"How could you be so sure?"

"Because, I'm the Doctor!" He flashed a smile and straightened his bow tie. He then jerked forward, almost hitting his face on the TARDIS' controls.

The Doctor swooped his luscious hair and then pulled down a lever, making the TARDIS come to a complete stop. "Phew," he exclaimed, wiping his forehead. "Now, we can go check on Amy!"

"You're damn right," Rory said and started running back to his and his wife's room.

The Doctor wasn't too far behind when he heard Rory yell his name. He bolted past the costume room, the swimming pools and the library until he came to a halt, seeing his companion staring into the room. "Is everything alright, Rory," the Doctor questioned.

"She's gone. Amy's gone." Rory sniffled and then turned to face him.

"Trust me, Rory. We're going to find Am-."

The TARDIS rocked, sending the two to the floor. The Doctor banged his head on the floor, immediately shutting his eyes. When he opened them again, he saw something he knew was possible, but didn't think it could really happen. "Hello there," his former incarnation greeted.

"You!"

"Who's this," Rory questioned, not understanding the relationship.

"This man was…me," the Doctor responded.

He was absolutely right! The brown haired, blue eyed Ninth Doctor stood in front of them. He wore his usual black leather jacket, with a dark green tee underneath. He also wore gray baggy pants and black boots. "So this is what I turned into," the Ninth Doctor mumbled to himself. "I look like a barbershop quartet member!"

"Hey," the Eleventh Doctor replied. "Look at you, Mr. Plain! That leather jacket makes you look like a motorcycle gang member!"

"At least I look tough!"

"You want to see tough!" The Eleventh Doctor threw his fists up and the two incarnations were ready to fight.

"Doctors, doctors," Rory started, stepping in between the two. "We have enough problems right now!"

"Like what," the Ninth Doctor questioned.

"My wife's gone."

"And who might that be?"

"Amelia Pond," the Eleventh Doctor responded. "The most important woman in my life!"

"Are you kidding," the Ninth Doctor said, disgraced by his incarnation. "Rose is the most important individual in all of time and space!"

"Rose is off in the other universe with the former duplicate of me. She's having the time of her life and I'm having mine!"

"You son of a-!" The TARDIS rocked, sending all three of them to the floor. When the Eleventh opened his eyes again, he moaned. "Not you too!"

"What's wrong with me," the Tenth Doctor responded, angered that his present incarnation was so rude to him.

When the Ninth Doctor stood up, he glared at the his successor. "You are going to pay for her," he yelled. "You're the one who put Rose in that other dimension! You're the one responsible for her tears and agony!"

"Now calm down," the Tenth Doctor said, trying to sooth his former self down. "I didn't put her there. Her own father did! If it wasn't for him, Rose would be in a much more terrible place!"

"Do you still love her?"

"Of course I do! Why would I give her a duplicate of me if I didn't love her?"

"You wouldn't have to make her a duplicate of yourself if you didn't lose her!" The Ninth Doctor put his hand into a fist, ready to strike the incarnation after him.

The Tenth Doctor pulled out his sonic screwdriver, ready to fight with his previous incarnation. "Bring it on, jacket boy," he yelled, taunting his self.

"Oi, oi," Rory said, stepping in between the two. "We don't need any fightin'. We need to all work together so we can find out where my wife is!"

"This isn't all about you, bucko," the Ninth Doctor sassed, ready to knock him to the ground.

"You always had a temper," the Eleventh Doctor suggested, the previous incarnation of him now glaring at him.

The Tenth Doctor's eyes widened. "Oh no."

"What's wrong," his previous incarnation asked.

"Rose is gone. She's not in the parallel universe."

"You son of a bitch!" The Ninth Doctor swung his fist, the punch knocking the Tenth Doctor to the ground.

"Oi," Rory yelled, stepping in front of the Ninth Doctor. "Stop this right now!"

"Don't make me punch you, too! Now move!"

But Rory stood there as still as a Weeping Angel when you stare at them. "Calm down and we'll help find this…this Rose you speak of."

"She isn't a thing! She's very, very important!"

"She is," the Tenth Doctor added, slowly recovering from the Ninth Doctor's punch. "And it is my fault that I lost her. And I'm sorry. But if it wasn't for that parallel universe, Doctor; she would be in a different and much, much more dangerous place. If it wasn't for that universe, I would never see her again."

"You-well I, can't see her anymore either," the Eleventh Doctor commented. "Even that she's in the parallel universe. Remember? You shut the bridge down so she couldn't escape."

The Ninth Doctor glared back at the Tenth. "So you forbade her from seeing her Doctor? How dare you?! She loved you and me! How could you?"

"I was protecting her," the Tenth yelled in response.

"By keeping her away from you?"

"Daleks, Cybermen! They'd be looking for her for the rest of her life!"

"And now they have, haven't they? They somehow got into the dimension and took Rose."

"I don't think it was the Daleks," the Eleventh Doctor commented.

The Ninth Doctor turned to future self. "Then who do you think did?"

"I don't know. But when I do, I promise I will have revenge."

"So will I," the Ninth Doctor agreed.

"And so will I," the Tenth Doctor agreed and all three of them flashed smiles at each other.

"Great," Rory commented. "Now that our differences are settled, where in the hell is my wife?"