I wish I owned Doctor Who, but I don't.

Chapter 3

"Bunk beds are NOT cool" were Eleven' s first thoughts as he woke up after his nightly two hour nap, though he'd never admit it to the Ponds. He was on the top of a triple layered one. Ten had taken the middle, and Nine the bottom. Funny how they'd unintentionally slept in numerical order.

His former selves appeared to have awakened at about the same time he did, and all three were bumping into each other, trying to do the exact same morning routine that he had done for nearly 2000 years. They were timelords on a mission: figure out what caused their lives to merge, and put the timelines right again. They had to admit, though. Three heads were much better than one!

They spent most of the wee morning hours tinkering together in the console room. It was nice sharing the same brain as they were able to work together in complete silence, understanding each other completely. But six hours of tinkering later, they were no closer to finding answers. Hearing voices from the kitchen, Eleven suggested they take a break and enjoy a cuppa. The other two agreed and followed him to the kitchen.

All three paused as they realized that all of the women were present. Cautiously, they entered the room and made way to the kettle. They were talking about him, each Doctor could tell. It was more than a little embarrassing and unnerving, kind of like walking into a room and discovering that all your exes are there and have bonded over hating you. They each grabbed a mug and helped themselves to a cuppa tea that someone had already brewed. Eleven took a sip. Memories washed over him as he recognized the taste. This was Jackie Tyler's famous home brew. Rose must have made it then. He found himself biting back tears as he joined himself at the table. He avoided eye contact with everyone, knowing quite rightly, that he was not the only one biting back tears.

The women seemed oblivious to their presence and predicament. Rose was in the middle of telling the others about the time that Rose attempted to teach Nine how to dance during the bombing of London in WWII and Amy just laughed and mentioned that Eleven had invented a dance called the Drunk Giraffe at her wedding.

Nine took this opportunity to clear his throat. The women looked up and surveyed the room awkwardly.

"Morning Doctor," Rose said to no one in particular as she picked up her empty cup and placed it in the sink before hurriedly leaving the room. The other women just looked embarrassed.

The Doctor was beside himself, and quite literally too. Ten suddenly stood and announced that it might be good to wake the others. "Allons-y then!" He remarked a little too cheerfully as he headed off towards the bedrooms. Amy and Martha followed, thinking that their husbands would take their awakening better if they did it instead of the manic Doctor. River disappeared. Donna and Clara looked at the expression on Nine's face and decided to make a hasty get away. They didn't know this Doctor and were afraid of his temper. Nine just glared after Ten as he left. Then he turned that glare onto Eleven.

"What? What'd I do?" Eleven asked, flabbergasted.

"You're guilty by association" came the disgruntled reply.

"Then you're as guilty as me."

"No. These events are still in my future, therefore I have not done anything. You, however, have done something in your past, therefore, it is part of you. Besides, I was listening to their conversation from early on. You actually married River Song! That makes things worse!"

"Look. I've moved on. I've had to. I'm nearly 2000 years old! She's been gone from my life for nearly 900 years - that means that I've lived as many years after her as I had before her. I had to move on!"

This outburst was interrupted when the TARDIS started shaking and rolling. Alarms were going off in the console room, and smoke was coming from underneath. Ten was there first as he was the closest, but soon he was joined by the other Doctors, Tentoo included, and River as all five pilots attempted to stop the TARDIS from crashing. They were able to set her down gently, but she had lost power and all of the lights had gone dark. "This is very, very, very, bad" said Ten, stating the obvious.

Now completely awake, all thirteen occupants of the TARDIS stumbled out of the blue box and into the dawn of a strange new world. It had the appearance of a jungle with tall trees and a thick canopy overhead. There was a mist rising from the ground, and the humidity was quite high. The sound of birds was heard in the distance, or at least it was hoped that they were birds.

"Where are we?" Amy asked. "When are we?" Rory followed suit.

The younger Doctors turned to Eleven, because this was not a place that they had remembered visiting before. Unfortunately, Eleven was equally lost. "I have no idea," he said. "But, here we are, another adventure!"

Nine volunteered to stay behind to see if he could fix the TARDIS. He was still feeling grumpy and thought it best that he not impose himself on anyone else today. Ten and Eleven began performing jiggery pokery on everyone's phones with their sonics in case they were separated, and Clara, always the master organizer, took it upon herself to make sure that everyone had everyone else's number in their contact lists, including the TARDIS phone. With this technology in place, the company set out.

The jungle was thick with plant life that no one had ever seen before. The further they walked, the denser it became. Eleven felt a chill creep up his spine, the kind of chill that you get when you feel like you are being watched. Looking at the rest of the group, he saw that they all felt the same. Where the group had started off chatting with each other, the conversations had gradually been reduced to whispers, and then to nothing at all. They walked on in complete silence for awhile, no one daring to even breathe too loudly. There was something menacing in the air and everyone could feel it.

Suddenly, two large sinkholes opened beneath them and Rory and Mickey both fell in, the ground refilling the holes as though there was never anything there. Amy and Martha screamed for their husbands as the group started frantically digging in the dirt looking for them, to no avail. Suddenly two more holes opened up taking Jack and Tentoo. There was a loud whirring sound overhead as everyone looked up to see the TARDIS spinning right towards them, Nine dangling from underneath. "It's not me!" he shouted. "Something has her possessed!" Suddenly, he vanished and the TARDIS crash landed next to the group. Ten and Eleven looked at each other in fear and resignation as the ground opened beneath them as well. The last thing Eleven remembered was being sucked into the dirt, the screams of the women loud in his ears. He was enveloped in darkness and lost consciousness as he continued to fall.