Hey guys.

Okay, first things first... sorry it took so long to post this, but I decided literally five minutes before posting it that I wanted to change the ending... twice, so the ending here is my third attempt... and it probably sucks because the internet was down again this morning and I got bored, and worked on this and I lost the muse for this series ages ago...

Secondly, I'm going away for Christmas from tomorrow until about the 29th (Australian time)... so 1) I will reply to reviews when I get back, 2) I will try to work on a sequel to this (I know what's going to happen, I just can't find the right words to make it happen...), but I'm also working on a sequel to Regeneration, and a Harry Potter crossover that will probably never get past the planning stage (if I plan a story in advance it hardly ever gets written, but I currently have several parts of the story under control, I just need to read the series again.) and about five oneshots I want to finish that I haven't gotten around to yet... as well as put up with my dads side of the family for five or six days in the middle of nowhere. (They're all really nice, but the only one around my age, I've never met, and is a boy... plus a five and a three year old -also male-... everyone else is at least in their thirties...) On the bright side I know I'm getting a Play Station 3 for Christmas... as well as a new TV (For the record, I'm not really that spoiled... okay, just a little bit.) So Happy Christmas and a Merry New Year. I hope you get lots of presents! (I just realised this is going to be weird for people who read this a couple months or years after I wrote it... oh well.)

WARNING!
This chapter contains scenes from Journeys End, The End Of Time and The Eleventh Hour. There are slight spoilers if you haven't watched those episodes... but I am pretty sure that by now most people will have...

Disclaimer; As mentioned at least twice in this chapter alone, I am Australian. Which means, despite the accent all my friends teease me for and none of us know how I have, I am not British. Thus, I don't own Doctor Who... besides, if I did, Rory would have actually said goodbye to the Doctor, insteaad of being ditched...

My eyes explode with all this light
And taste just melded to the night
And I can hear a symphony
A perfect crystal melody
And I just can't stop smiling at you
I just can't stop smiling

Thoughts of Flight (Edmund)

Extra special AN; Just thought I'd mention that Edmund is the band Arthur Darvill (Rory) is in... just wanted to put a tribute to him in because he's awesome. And I love him...

The slight shake that signified their landing broke them out of the reverie they were in, and River made her to the doors.

"Thanks for the ride, Sweetie." she called to the Doctor as she stepped outside.

"Any time!" was his reply as he waited for the doors to swing shut before de-materialising again, and leaning against the console, a goofy smile on his face.

"She's nice." Rose observed, watching the Doctor carefully.

"Yeah..." he sighed, before blinking. "I mean, yeah. She's great. Um... it's always interesting when she's around."

"I'll bet." Rose laughed at his blush.

"Not like that! We're friends!" he protested, his face an interesting shade of pink.

"So that's how you greet friends nowadays? Well I sure missed the memo!" John coughed, attempting to disguise his chuckle.

"I'm... going to join the Pond's" he told Rose before running out. His laughter erupted as soon as the door closed, and Rose and the Doctor were left alone for the first time since she and John had rejoined the crew.

"So, how have you been since you and Donna left us?" she asked him, leaning next to him on the console.

"She had to have her memories of me erased, or she was going to die, so I erased all her memories, then travelled alone till I regenerated. Then I met Amy and she's been been travelling with me ever since."

"Good, then?"

"Yeah."

"We were good too. I mean, I wouldn't talk to him for a couple months, but after a while he rubbed off on me, I guess. I fell in love with the man, not the face. Then we got married, and I was happy, but I really wanted to be back here, travelling with you and him. Now we're back, and I honestly can't think of a way my life could get better." she looked down at her feet during her confession, noticing in a detached way that the left one was getting a hole. She yawned.

The Doctor sighed.

"You should get some sleep." he told her, and she suddenly felt exhaustion crashing down on her like a wave a the beach, and almost fell off the console. Arms reached out and grabbed her, keeping her upright.

"I should, shouldn't I?" she murmured, clutching at the Doctor like he was a lifeline.

"When did you last sleep?"

"I don't know? Properly... just before we came back over. I've been so excited about coming back I think I forgot to sleep. I've gotten little bits here and there, enough to keep me going till now, but I really need to sleep." she rested her head on the Doctors shoulder, closing her eyes as she spoke.

"I'll get John." he told her, and she curled up into herself as he placed her on the pilots chair.

"John!" he called, and there was the sound of a door opening, then closing. The Doctor's shouts grew quieter until they faded altogether. She didn't mind. It was the first time she'd been alone in the new console room, and she could feel the sentient time machine soothing her mind, singing a strange song she forgot as soon as the notes faded, but somehow soothed her anyway.

"Hello girl." she mumbled, her eyes still closed.

"It's been a while, hasn't it? What has our Doctor done while I was gone?" she asked, already half-asleep, and suddenly, a scene appeared in her mind.

-The Doctor (her second, the predecessor of the one she travelled with now) and Donna were talking quietly.

"I want to stay." she said, looking down at the controls and facing away from the Doctor in a futile attempt to stop the Doctor from seeing her tears.

He moved forwards, watching his companion's face with a sad expression on his.
"Look at me. Donna. Look at me."

She turned back to him, her face set. Her eye were moist, and her voice trembled as she looked at the Time Lord. "I was gonna be with you. Forever." she told him.
"I know." the Doctor whispered.

"Rest of my life. Travelling. In the TARDIS. The DoctorDonna." her voice was wishful, showing the heart breaking underneath the layers of bluster and humour that made up the feisty redhead.

The Doctors eye bore into hers like drills, sorting through her entire life with a mere thought.

Donna stared back, moving back when she realised what he was about to do.
"No! Oh my god... I can't go back. Don't make me go back." he moved towards her, his expression sad as his hands settled on her arms. "Doctor, please, please don't make me go back!"
"Donna. Oh, Donna Noble. I am so sorry. But we had the best of times. The best."

She looked at him in despair, tears running down her face.
"Goodbye." he whispered, his hands going to her temples and his eyes closing as he sorted through her mind.

No, no, no, please!" she tried to move back, but couldn't."Please, no, no!"
"No!"

She fell, unconscious into his arms. The Doctor just stood there, holding her tight, a terrible sadness in his eyes.

(The scene changed.)

She was in the same TARDIS, devoid of movement. On the monitors, a scene from outside played that she knew all too well. The Doctor was standing, pain clear on his face as he conversed with the younger version of herself. She walked away, and he made his slow and painful way back to the TARDIS, before falling to the ground

An Ood standing in the snow said something to the Doctor, and he stood slowly, painfully, gritting his teeth and forcing himself to continue.
The Doctor reached the TARDIS, unlocked the door and stepped inside, leaning heavily on the door.

Pulling himself along by the handrail, he made his way to the console and took off his coat, draping it over one of the coral supports. He looked at his right hand as it began to glow with energy.

Walking around the console and leaning on it heavily, he finally set the TARDIS in motion. He continued his circuit before stopping, his eyes full of tears and breathing heavily.
"I don't want to go." the fear on his face was obvious as his face began to glow with regeneration energy. He held his hands up to his face, staring as they too began to glow. Suddenly, his head flew back and his arms went to his sides, facing away from him as the energy consumed his body.

Around him, the TARDIS caught fire, and one of the coral supports fell, crashing to the ground.

The golden glow surrounding the Doctor faded, and a new man stood in his place, screaming and gasping as the opened his eyes.
"Legs!" the eleventh Doctor exclaimed, grasping one in his new hands. "I've still got legs," he kissed his knee happily. "good." doing a complicated manoeuvre that wouldn't be out of place in a dance club, he felt his arms. "Arms. Hands. Ooh, fingers, lots of fingers. Ears, yes. Eyes, two." as he mentioned each body part, his hands flew to them, making sure they were still there. "Nose, I've had worse. Chin, blimey. Hair..." he ran his fingers thorough his slightly longer hair. "I'm a girl!" the Doctor's hands went to his Adams apple "No! No... I'm not a girl." now they were aback at his hair, pulling it in front of his eyes. "And still not ginger!" he exclaimed angrily. "And something else, something important, I'm, I'm... I'm..." he tapped his temples, willing himself to remember what it was that he'd forgotten. As he thought, an explosion rocked the TARDIS, making him fall against the controls."Ha! Crashing!" gripping the controls tighter as he pulled himself up, the Doctor laughed as the TARDIS fell back to Earth.

"Geronimo!"

(The scene changed.)

She was in the new TARDIS, but she wasn't in the captains chair like she'd been when she fell asleep. The door opened and Amy and the Doctor stepped inside. Amy was dressed in a nightgown, and the Doctor watched her with a proud expression on his face. He closed the door behind himself, and the redhead stared in wide-eyed wonder at the sight in front of her. The Doctor simply moved around her to head up to the console as she took her time.
"Well? Anything you wanna say? Any passing remarks? I've heard them all."
Amy was still looking around, lost for words. The Doctor did a little bounce as he reached the console.
"...I'm in my nightie." she says finally, and the moment was broken.
"Oh, don't worry! Plenty of clothes in the wardrobe. And, possibly, a swimming pool. So! All of time, and space, everything that ever happened or that ever will. Where do you wanna start?"
Amy stopped staring to look at the Time Lord, and stalked up to him.
"You are so sure that I'm coming." she said.
"Yeah. I am."
"Why?"
"Cause you're the Scottish girl, in the English village, and I know how that feels."
They both wandered around the TARDIS, poking and prodding at things they probably shouldn't.
"Oh, do you?" she asked, raising an eyebrow.
"Well, all these years living here, most of your life, and you've still got that accent. Yeah, you're coming." he dinged a bell on the console.
"Can you get me back for tomorrow morning?" she said suddenly, looking worried.
"It's a time machine. I can get you back for five minutes ago. Why? What's tomorrow?" he frowned, looking up at her.
"Nothing. Nothing! Just, you know. Stuff." she looked down at her hands for a moment before continuing her circuit around the console.
"All right, then. Back in time for 'stuff'." he raised an eyebrow
"Oh, a new one! Lovely." he exclaimed, and smiled at his companions frown. "Thanks, dear." he whispered to the TARDIS.
The Doctor turned back to the TARDIS and began typing at a typewriter. Amy plled a lever, then began to stare around the room, still looking quite disbelieving of her luck. Suddenly she turned to face the Doctor.
"Why me?" she asked, the frown back on her face.
"Why not?" he replied nonchalantly.
"No, seriously. You are asking me to run away with you in the middle of the night, it's a fair question. Why me?"
"Dunno! Fun! Do I have to have a reason?" he pulled at another lever and something began to spin.
"People always have a reason."
"Do I look like people?"
"Yes!"
"Been knocking around on my own for a while, my choice, but I've started talking to myself, all the time, it's giving me earache."
"You're lonely. That's it. Just that."
They both wandered around to face each other.
"Just that. Promise."
"Okay." she moved away once more to stand at the rail
The Doctor turned the television hanging from the roof off without noticing the crack in the screen.
"So you're okay then? Cause this place. Sometimes it can make people feel a bit... you know." he asked, joining her at the rails.

"I'm fine. Fine. It's just... there's a whole world in here, just like you said. It's all true. I thought, well, I'd, I'd started to think that maybe you were just like a... madman with a box." she glanced at him as she spoke.
"Amy Pond, there's something you better understand about me, cause it's important, and one day, your life may depend on it. I am definitely a madman with a box." the Doctor told her, grinning broadly at her till she grinned back, and they both laughed a little before he turned to start the TARDIS. She joined him at the console.
"Ha ha, yes!" he cried "Goodbye, Leadworth! Hello... everything!" the familiar sound of the TARDIS filled the air. -

Rose's eyes opened to a dark room, and for a moment she was disoriented, before realising that she'd been moved to her and John's bedroom while she slept. Sitting up, she blinked as the lights automatically turned on, courtesy of the TARDIS.

"What just happened?" she murmured, thinking of the dreams she'd had. She was certain that they had happened, but was puzzled by why the TARDIS (she had no doubt that it was the TARDIS that put the dreams in her mind) would show her those scenes.

Suddenly, she noticed a note by the bedside table, and moved to pick it up.

"Because you asked, Bad Wolf." were the only words on the blue piece of paper.

She stared at the note for several seconds, stunned, before grinning, and quickly getting dressed, shoving the note in her pocket as she raced to the control room, almost colliding with her husband on the way there.

"Oof!" he grunted as she barrelled into him and he fell on his arse.

"Sorry, John." she said, smiling at him apologetically as she helped him up.

"It's okay." he replied, and she, in a sudden fit of impulse, pulled him into a kiss. He let go of her hand and settled his on her hips, pulling her closer.

"I love you." she whispered against his lips.

"Love you too." he replied, pulling her in for another kiss. Her fingers threaded into his hair, and she laughed into his mouth, the adrenaline leaving her body as his tongue slipped between her lips.

She rested her forehead against his, smiling at the sensation of being loved by such an amazing man, before pulling away slowly, a grin on her face.

A cough broke her out of her reverie, and they looked at the Doctor, who seemed embarrassed to have found them kissing.

"Uh... we've landed." he informed them.

"Where are we?"

"London. Or Prague. Not sure... I'm getting the Ponds." he skirted around them awkwardly, blushing slightly.

Rose laughed. "You do that, Doctor. John and I will be in the console room." The Doctor walked off, calling for the Ponds, and Rose took her husbands hand.

"Race you there?" she offered. He grinned at her, and they were off.

Crappy ending I know but I wanted to have this posted before Christmas... think of this as a Christmas present from me... then review. Because it would be awesome to return from my family CHirstmas and find a whole bunch of reviews... an extra special Christmas present from you guys.

Also, thank you for reading this all the way through. I write because it's a way to release the tension in my life, but when I check my stats and see how many people read my stories, it really makes me happy. And a happy author means I'm less likely to watch A Very Potter Musical/Sequel on repeat( what? Joe Walker! Darren freaking Criss! Lauren Lopez! They are only the most supermegafoxyawesomehot people on the planet (or Mars))to cheer myself up, and more likely to write... which I hope makes you guys more happy.

IMPORTANT STORY NEWS

First of all, this series needs a name... and as no one has come up with one yet in the reviews, and none of my friends in real life are around at the moment (it's the summer holidays in Australia, as of about three days ago for my school... but I have about six weeks of lazing about in my room procrastinating (well, five. I'm going up to Queensland with my mum in January for "girl time"... which mean she'll try to make me wear a dress, I'll refuse, and we won't talk to each other for a while... i digress.))Back to the point, this series needs a name. The first person to come up with one I like, I'll write a one shot set in this universe using some of their suggestions... because I'm desperate for a name and I'll use any mean to get one short on intentionally copying another series... (because that's plaigiarism, and that's bad...)

Secondly, I want to mention that I will be using some of series six of the actual show in this series, but I have neither the patience nor inclination to copy the entire episodes... meaning that I'll just put in the significant parts for my story, ot the whole episode... besides, where's the fun in reading the episode with just a couple extra characters? May as well just watch the actual thing and imagine they were there... short parts of the episode are okay, but not the eniter thing. I think that is too much. So I'm assuming that at this point, Amy is about seven or eight months along... there's a sort of clue about what I'm planning... (not much of one, since even I am too sure about what I'm planning, or if I'm even planning anything at all.

Anyways, thanks for bothering to actually read this,

~Loveeleventhdoctor

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