Disclaimer: I do not own Doctor Who, only my OC the Whisperer.

The Whisperer blinked to clear her vision as she stumbled through the ruins of Gallifrey. She had been trying to stay out of the war as much as possible, running like that rogue she had heard of.

What was his name? The Doctor? She quickly forgot, focusing instead on the battleground before her. She wasn't sure how she ended up back home, considering she had been halfway across the universe 2 million years in the future.

It was like a..vacuum had just sucked her TARDIS in. Whisper sniffed at the thought of her TARDIS, an old model she loved to death, ruined a few buildings back. She had landed in a cluster of Daleks and barely managed to escape, but not without losing her TARDIS.

She was fairly sure she'd been hit too, but she was holding the regeneration down. Something very bad was going to happen, and she needed to get off Gallifrey. Regeneration could wait.

Whisper sidestepped an oncoming Dalek shot and watched mournfully as it slid through a medic who crumpled far to quickly for her liking. The war was getting worse, and neither side was winning. The universe was in danger, and she wished she could do something.

But she was just a miniscule Time Lady who chickened out of a war. She was useless.

She steadily wiped falling ash out of her eyes, her hands like windshield wipers. All around her were piles of bodies, dead too quickly to regenerate, and abandoned TARDIS's, some still alive and singing desperately for their pilots.

Stumbling over a piece of debris, her prayers were answered. Whisper didn't believe in any particular god, but someone was definitely helping, considering she had just spotted a working and alive TARDIS, her ticket out. She barely payed attention to the blue police box outside as she staggered over, pushing weakly against the door and hoping she would be let in.

If she wasn't destined to get off the planet, the TARDIS wouldn't have let her in. It appeared she was though, as the door swung outward and she fell inside from the sudden lack of support.

Whisper quickly scrambled out of the way of the doors, ducking underneath a Dalek ray that exploded into the wall across the room. She grabbed for something to hold herself up, and she leaned heavily on the nearest railing once she found it. Whisper heard someone clear his throat and she turned around, finding herself faced with the TARDIS's pilot. Well shoot, it was occupied.

"I-I needed c-cover. All the others were b-broken." She stammered, expecting to be thrown back to the wolves right away. Instead the TARDIS shook with the force of a Dalek ray, and the pilot scowled in frustration. "Just come help me fly, she's not working well." He mumbled, and spun around to bang buttons on the console.

Whisper blinked and gaped in astonishment, before closing her mouth and running as fast as she could to the console, quickly memorizing the overview and ignoring the TARDIS she was in checking her timeline. The pilot showed her what to do, but he seemed very stiff. He was hiding something, she could feel it, and it made her uneasy.

"My name is the Whisperer, but I prefer to be called Whisper. You?" She said idly, trying to get something out of the tight lipped pilot. "I'm the Doctor." He answered flatly, and she twitched. "The rogue?" She asked, and he wrinkled his nose. "Still teaching that to the kids, are they? No, I'm not a rogue. Technically. But I am who they told you of. Does that bother you?"

Whisper thought for a minute and the TARDIS seemed uncomfortably silent. Silently, she shook her head, and the Doctor gave her a grateful look. The TARDIS shook as they flew, a far more bumpy ride then she was used to, but she held up. "You aren't telling me something." She mumbled as the TARDIS slowed down near the planet, flat between Gallifrey and an oncoming wave of Daleks.

The Doctor sighed. "I'm sorry Whisper. I'm so sorry, but in a few minutes, if we survive, we're going to be the last of the Time Lords."

Whisper squeaked and laughed nervously. "W-what?" She stuttered. "Y-you're kidding me. S-seriously, that's not funny." The Doctor gave her a sympathetic look, and it really sunk in. She felt cold and numb, but she stopped stuttering. "What are we going to do?"

"We're putting Gallifrey and the solar system in a Time Lock. Stop the war and kill all the Daleks, but destroy our system and all of the Time Lords in the process." The Doctor explained, sliding around the console and hitting a large green button.

The Whisperer muffled a sob, wondering how things could have gone wrong so quickly. "Congrats, but you managed to slip into the only TARDIS that is going to make it off the planet." The Doctor snorted, and she glared at him.

"Now's...not the time for sarcasm." She coughed, feeling her oncoming regeneration resurface. The Doctor saw the flash of gold and looked at her sadly. "You're regenerating?" He asked softly, and Whisper nodded, coughing again and sliding to the floor with a sudden loss of energy.

"I got...hit when I landed." She said. "I'm regenerating, but I'm not..sure if it will work." The Doctor looked scared, faced with the sudden realization that she might die and it would be only him. Only. Him. "Hold on. You can regenerate, but don't you dare die." He ordered, a dangerous tone to his voice, before continuing to fly.

Whisper nodded, wrapping a hand around her stomach and feeling her skin start to heat up. The Doctor pushed something on the console and a large red button appeared. They both sucked in a deep breath and the Doctor looked at the Whisperer, slumped over on the floor.

"Are you ready?" He asked, his hand hovering over the button. "No." She answered numbly. "And I never will be. Neither will I ever be okay." He smiled bitterly, but did not reply.

Quickly, he slammed his hand down onto the button and

the

world

fell

apart

A/N: Here is an update. I'm not even sure if this is how the Time War went, or how the Doctor ended it, but I'm too lazy to look it up, so ignore any mistakes. It's funny because this is the story I didn't actually plan on updating, but I had writers block for the others and I got a muse. Then this happened. Also I know it is in a slightly different style, but I wrote the first one a longgg time ago and I haven't had the time to fix all the "The Whisperer's" to "Whisper" maybe someday I'll fix it. Hope you like this, I'd love reviews!