A/N: Yeah i know its super short but i just wanted to get a little one in before i go. I'm going away for the weekend but will defiantly be writing so i'll post a hella long one on monday! and hopefully it'll be a little more organized. so yeah, some cool spoilers in this one. enjoy! oh and please please review. i really appreciate them.

As I land, I realize I don't feel the burn and the breathlessness so much. I figured holding my breath would help that and it really does.

I look around to see the same scenery as before but the day has turned to night. How many days or months did I hop? Probably not much since I'm almost absolutely positive it's the same year; 1941.

I look around to see I'm standing right in front of a gate and turn around, and come face to face with myself.

We look at each other with same expression; deer in headlights. I glance to her, (or my) left and see the ninth Doctor. Ooo, this is the grumpy one.

I stand there as they both look at me with wide surprised eyes; the Doctor is the first to speak up. "But, that's impossible!" He looks between us, confused.

I shrug my shoulders and turn around to sonic the gate open. He needs to go to some Doctor or whatever and I need to have some private time with myself. Oo that sounded a bit weird.

I open the gate and gesture for him to leave. "I need a moment to myself. Go see the Doctor." He looks at the other me with questioning eyes and she just shrugs her shoulders and does a similar gesture. He goes through the gate with the same wide, questioning eyes.

I turn to myself as she speaks. "I fucking knew it! I knew the second we landed I knew you were gonna turn up. I just forgot where."

I smile awkwardly at her and scratch the back of my head. "Yeah, I just kind of needed someone to talk to about this whole business that actually has some answers."

She looks at me with dark eyes, and that's when I notice the difference. My once long hair has been chopped off into a pixie haircut that looks exactly like Anna Hathaway's hair. And my hair isn't the only difference, I look a leaner and the collared black dress Future me is wearing really shows that off.

Let's just say, I not only look older (not to mention tired) but really good. Like damn good. I kind of gape at myself for a while and she just kind of smirks at me.

"Yeah, we get pretty proud of this." I gape more at her confidence. I am not a confident person. I'm a sarcastic asshole but defiantly not confident.

"Yeah but, what the hell happened? Or should I say happens?" I ask, confused by my huge appearance change. Again, she smirks at me. Despite looking confident, I look heavier. Like mentally heavier. And pretty tired. I mean, I look good but I can already tell I'm dressing nicer and portraying myself better to hide the fact I'm actually probably pretty exhausted.

"You know I can't tell you so you're wasting your time here. You should really get back to the Doctor." She advises, with warning eyes. Damn, I put the oncoming storm to shame. I wonder what those eyes have seen. I know the Doctor's timeline isn't the prettiest and if I face half the stuff he does but as a human, I get why I look like hell.

"Yeah but I have so many questions. Like what "thing" happens that makes everyone look at me so differently? And why the hell did I cut my hair? And why I look so tired?" But before I get to my next 'and', she cuts me off with a deep sigh. "You don't always look like this, I'm just particularly tired today."

I roll my eyes at her. "Whatever, my point is; what the hell happens to me?" Again, she sighs deeply. "Alright listen dude, you know there's only so much I can tell you. But, I will tell you this one thing. But only because I remember it, and I really don't want to screw this up as much as it's already screwed."

I remember something. "Wait, shouldn't there be a paradox here?" She shakes her head at me, seemingly almost amused by my lack of knowledge of the whole situation. "Don't worry, you find that out." I nod my head and gesture for her to proceed.

Before she starts, she places a firm hand on my shoulder and looks at me deeply in the eyes. "I know where you're at so I'll make sure I don't ruin it too much." She takes a deep breath and continues. "Travelling with the Doctor is amazing. It really is. You see the most wonderful things and meet the most amazing people. But, something is connecting you to the Doctor and you know what that means. You're going to be with him through the worst of times. The real ugly ones. And that makes travelling a little less wonderful because you figure out why you're here. You already have an idea of why you're here but you never think about it too much for a good reason. Keep it that way. Lock those thoughts away and never return to them because it will make travelling a little less amazing."

I take a while to process what I just heard. So something happens with the late Doctor that makes me like him a lot less. Huh. But that doesn't make sense because he seemed disappointed in Early Anna. Maybe there's different versions of Future Anna. Well obviously because there's a whole future out there for me so there's like millions of different futures.

Okay wow I really need to not overthink this too much.

"Do we learn how to use the vortex manipulator though?" I ask, it being the only question I can think of that's important enough and doesn't have too many spoilers.

She smirks at me again. "Oh yeah, really soon actually. This was the first step." I smile excitingly at the first good news of the day. We just kind of stare at each other for a little longer, amazed that we can actually do this. Then I remember something again.

"Are you and the tenth Doctor… y'know?" She smiles at that. Doesn't smirk, actually smiles. "Yeah, we start too really like it there later on and kind of stick around." She says fondly. See that just proves it's not all bad. Sure, that "thing" probably won't be the best thing but all the other stuff? That stuff seems pretty cool. And look how hot I look!

I smile and salute at her. "Well, it's been an honor Ms. Anna Day. I have a feeling I'll be seeing plenty of you later on." I say to my future self. She salutes me back, lazily.

But before I hit the vortex manipulator, she stops me. "Wait." She takes out a sonic that buzzes a pink light and does something to my vortex manipulator.

When she's all done, the appearance of it changes. Now it doesn't have a really small screen with a bunch of tiny buttons. Instead, it has a big touch screen that sits above one button; that's probably the "go" button.

I smile excitingly at her. "When do I learn to do all this cool stuff?" I ask, curious to when I can start doing this. She smiles at me. "You kind of pick up on some stuff along the way."

I look down at my wrist to see a menu and I tap on the part that says "place, date, and time" opposed to "coordinates". It's like a crudely set up IPod. I type in London, England 1941; not knowing the time.

I smile back at myself before I go, my hand hovering over the big button. "I know you're the one that's supposed to be reassuring because you're from the future; but lemme just say, travelling with the Doctor is amazing no matter what happens. Don't ever forget that we have the power to save lives with the knowledge we have."

She gives me a smile that reaches her eyes and shows off those super cute dimples that hardly ever come out. I take that as an understanding and I hit the go button, a lot more confident than when I arrived.