London, August 31st, 1939. Thomas, now 39 years old, stepped outside his house. Standing in front of him was the same blue box. He knocked on the door and quick as a flash, the doctor sprung out. He looked exactly how he remembered him.
"How do you look exactly the same?" Thomas asked without a hello or anything. The doctor didn't reply. He just stared deep into his eyes.
"War is coming" He said deeply worried.
"What?" Thomas shouted.
"And I'm sorry, I'm so, so sorry, but you're going to die" The doctor explained and stepped back inside the box.
"What?" Thomas yelled "Doctor, you can't just leave!" A tear fell down Thomas's face. The Doctor jumped back out the box.
"Not unless you tell me how to get to Churchill's base" The doctor asked. Thomas pointed towards the city. The doctor marched off in that direction.
"But what are you going to do?" Thomas asked.
"Change the future!" The Doctor smiled.
A few days later, Thomas was sent to war. He had no idea if the doctor succeeded or not but he was still being sent to fight so he supposes not.
The blue box disappeared later that day. So he probably couldn't stop what was about to happen.
Meanwhile, In Winston Churchill's bunker a blue box appeared. And Churchill recognised it. He knocked on the door and it swung open. Churchill stepped inside and looked around the astonishing sight. It was bigger on the inside!
"Well Doctor!" Churchill smiled "I didn't realise your great contraption was like this?" He yelled. Suddenly the doctor rushed past him and flicked a few levers and buttons and the wheezing sound started. The doctor rushed to the doors. "Why are you going out there?" Churchill asked still mesmerised by the room. "We've moved!" He smiled.
"Well then doctor, where are we?"
He swung open the doors and wind blew into their faces.
"Berlin!" The doctor yelled cheerfully. They stepped out into Hitler's office.
"You've brought me to the base of the enemy?" Churchill asked and the doctor nodded happily "Oh doctor I could-"
Hitler walked into the room with two bodyguards.
"Who are you and what are you doing here?" Hitler asked.
"We're British!" The doctor grinned.
"Fetch my men, we have English intruders!" He yelled.
Churchill pointed his gun at Hitler.
"On the ground!" Churchill yelled. Hitler lowered down with his hands on his head and Churchill turned to the doctor.
"Well aren't you going to stop me?" He asked the doctor nodded no "Well what happened to you my dear boy?"
The Doctor marched over to Churchill and snatched the weapon out of his hands and pointed it at Hitler. Then in the corner of his eye, he noticed a familiar face.
"Doctor, stop this, it isn't you!" The woman smiled.
"Donna?" The doctor whispered.
"Just put the gun down" she asked. The doctor breathed heavily and stared deep into Hitler's eyes. He threw the gun on the ground and Donna faded away. He was imagining her. The doctor marched back inside the box and Churchill followed. The box faded before Hitler's men could come. The Second World War commenced.
As the doctor sat inside his lonely box.
"There are fixed points in time I can't change" He said to himself "And the great war is one of them"
The End.