Prologue:
The H-Doctor had been reluctant to go to the meeting that his future incarnation had arranged but after a while he decided to head off to the transmitted coordinates. The meeting was to take place on a distant restaurant that was very discreet and had a perfect view. Each 'table' was a separate island on a large purple ocean which people could explore in between meals or relax on the large decking area.
The three Doctors sat on separate armchairs with drinks in their hands; their three T.A.R.D.I.S' sat along the back of the decking and they all hummed gently in the background. The sound of the ships, mixed in with the sea of the waves lapping against the coast of the island, was satisfying and calming. They'd just ordered their meals and were settled down after a nervous tinge in the air surrounded them.
"How's Scarlett?" The T-Doctor asked, taking a sip from his cup of tea.
"Adjusting," The green haired Doctor replied. Since his regeneration he'd changed his clothing from the Victorian Style to something more modern. His long black coat was draped over the back of the chair, it had multiple badges, pins and buttons, along with his black and white striped scarf, it was rather abstract compared to what he wore underneath. Under that he wore a black t-shirt and black trousers; he topped it off with black shoes made of alien leather. "After the initial change, she was happy but now she's…she's…she's confused. The thing about this body is that I seem to forget certain….certain words. It's rather annoying!"
"I can understand," The T-Doctor replied. "It's funny actually. I use words as a weapon, you forget words and he forgoes them all together and uses brute force and violence."
All of them smirked; The H-Doctor then said, "So how come Scarlett knew beardy over there?"
"Because I met her when I was him," The green haired Doctor replied, pointing to the man in the blue tuxedo. "She's been there between…between…between two regenerations now."
"So she knows how I die?" The T-Doctor asked.
"Yes she does," the Oldest Doctor replied. "She been there through two of my deaths and still has her sanity. I…I…I commend her for that!"
"You weren't kidding about that word thing," The H-Doctor smirked.
Both Doctors simply glared at him and he sighed, taking off his hat and staring at it.
"Doctor?" The T-Doctor asked, directing the question to his elder. "I do have one question for you."
"And what's that?" he asked.
"How comes we've outlived the twelve regeneration rule?"
The question had been on all of their minds for a long time. Speaking technically, the H-Doctor was the fifteen incarnation, T-Doctor was the sixteenth, the Victorian-style Doctor was the seventeenth and the green haired Doctor was the eighteenth. Somehow they had escaped the rule and they had never figured out how.
"I don't know."
"What do you mean you don't know?" H-Doctor asked. "You've been us and another body so how have you not figured it out?"
"Because I haven't."
"You've been avoiding it, haven't you?" The T-Doctor asked.
The Eldest Doctor sipped his green cola, "So have you."
"We've all be avoiding the question," The H-Doctor told them. "Because we're too afraid to find out."
The Doctor let out and sigh and went back to drinking from their beverages.
"Will we ever do this again?" the H-Doctor asked.
"We shouldn't," the green haired Doctor replied. "But we do anyway…"
"Ah good," The T-Doctor sighed, drinking his drink. "So anyway; one last question on our recent endeavour, what was that creature?"
"I don't actually know," the green haired Doctor replied. "I believe it's an ancient demon or entity that would have absorbed the whole of the universe if it were not for us."
"If not for you, I mean past you, really," The T-Doctor replied. "I mean Detective boy over here fired the arrow but you retrieved it from that other dimension. You died and regenerated to distract the beast."
"But we're all the same…the same person," the green haired Doctor smirked, sipping from his drink. "So really it was all of us."
"Our lives are really quite complicated aren't they," The H-Doctor joked. "Anyway, I think I shall raise a toast," the Doctor raised his glass, "To us!"
They all rose and clinked glasses on the centre of the decking, "To Us!" they all chimed in unison. Moving as one they polished off their drinks and looked at each other. A Time Lord should never meet his past incarnations but there was no better company than one's self. They knew it was wrong but this was going to be the best evening of their lives!