A/N: i am just constantly amazed at how much love this story is getting. i never expected it. Thank you all so much, enjoy!


Without saying another word, Finn left his stunned compatriots behind and rushed outside. He walked with purposed strides until he had a good view of the evil Santas.

All three of them, Mickey, Jackie and Rose, had followed him out.

"That's them," Mickey stated once recognising the creatures. "What are they?"

"Shh!" Rose hushed him.

Finn took the cue and slowly raised the sonic threateningly. The Santas all stepped back and after a beat they were all beamed away.

"Bastards," Finn hissed and lowered the sonic.

"They've just gone." Mickey scoffed. "What kind of rubbish were they? I mean, no offence, but they're not much cop if a sonic screwdriver's going to scare them off."

"Pilot fish," Finn said after remembering the Doctor wasn't here to explain.

Rose turned to him. "What?"

"They were just pilot fish." Finn sighed in relief. He was glad they still backed off just for little old him. He wasn't sure what he'd do if he hadn't been enough. Though, all the credit went to the sonic screwdriver of course.

Jackie cocked her head. "What's that mean?"

"When the Doctor is regenerating, he becomes overwhelmed with regeneration energy." Finn faced the group, deciding it was safe to let his guard down. "The pilot fish could smell it a million miles away. So they came to eliminate the defence, us, and take him. They could run their batteries off of the Doctor for ages."

"But they're gone now, right? So we're safe?" Mickey asked.

Finn shook his head. "I can only tell you one more thing." He paused for dramatics, because he was that kind of person. "The pilot fish mean that... something is coming."

"But that's not fair!" Rose argued, when Finn simply walked passed them to return to the flat. "If the Doctor is in danger, then you need to help us!"

"I already have," Finn said. "I can't give too much away, otherwise I could fuck the whole timeline up."

"I've heard that excuse a thousand times." Rose rolled her eyes. "You never seem to mess anything up though, I think you're just playing with us! You're gonna get us killed!"

"No, I'm not!" Finn couldn't help but shout. "Today is a very important day and I'm not going to risk messing it up because you can't calm down and see reason."

With that said, Finn stormed off without giving any of them another glance.


He secluded himself in the bedroom with the Doctor. Finn needed to cool off. It wasn't that he was angry with Rose or anything. He understood where she was coming from. It was more that he was pissed at the situation.

Finn didn't like being the 'bad guy'. Normally he could do the whole 'mysterious and all-knowing thing', but it was hard when there wasn't anyone to joke around with about it. Everyone he'd met so far seemed to get the whole 'future consequences' gig, and this was his first time dealing with a sceptic without the Doc to back him up.

"Knock, knock." Jackie poked her head in, interrupting Finn's brooding. "How are we all?"

"Still the same," Finn said. "And I'm sorry about yelling before."

Jackie laughed. "Honey, that happens all the time around here. I wouldn't worry your handsome little head about it."

Finn sighed, and nodded, resigning to let it be.

"Although, I've gotta ask." Jackie stepped closer. "Things are starting to go topsy-turvy out there and we could really use the Doctor. You know the future. How long 'till he wakes up?"

Finn hesitated, and then admitted: "I can't be sure, but I do know that he'll save the day. Hell, the Doc will probably charge in right before the earth explodes. He has annoyingly perfect timing."

"Now why doesn't that surprise me?" Jackie said, sounding amused.

Rose suddenly rushed to the door, stopping just behind Jackie. "Mickey just got access to the military. Those aliens? They're sending a spaceship!" She looked to Finn. "What the hell is going on?"

"Nothing good," Finn told her.

There really wasn't much else to say.

"Ugh," Rose huffed. "I can't deal with you right now. Come on, mum." Rose grabbed her mother's elbow and dragged her off. Jackie shrugged apologetically at Finn, but he was just glad he didn't have to suffer getting yelled at again.

He turned to the Doctor and told him very seriously, "If you're feeling ready to wake up; now would be a great time to do that."

The Doctor, of course, did not wake up. Which was just plain rude.

Worst come to worst, though, Finn figured he could give the bloke a shot of adrenaline or something. That would work, right?


"The Doctor wouldn't do this." The sound of Rose's voice jarred Finn back to reality. He'd been day-dreaming after fighting to stay awake all night. He was sure he'd sleep for three-days straight after all of this was over.

"What?" Finn blinked up at Rose, taking in her disheartened expression.

"The old Doctor, the proper Doctor, he'd wake up." Rose sniffled. "He'd save us."

"But he is the Doctor," Finn stated simply.

"No," Rose shook her head. "I don't think he is."

And then she sniffled once more before the tears started flowing. Finn looked to her with sympathy and stood. He pulled her into a hug, and she grabbed onto him with all her strength.

"I will promise you one thing," Finn began as her sniffles gradually quietened. "Worst comes to worst, I won't let you guys get hurt. I'll figure something out. Okay?"

Rose nodded wordlessly, and Finn rubbed her back soothingly.

It was going to be a long night.


Dawn came and brought with it even more chaos. He heard Mickey and Rose as they left to go and check out all of the blood-controlled people. Finn stayed with the Doctor, holding the Time Lord's hand and hoping that everything was going to be alright.

It wasn't long before Rose was rushing into the bedroom. She ripped the blankets off of the Doctor, and Finn scrambled to his feet.

"Finn, you carry him." Rose glanced at Jackie. "Mum, get your stuff, and get some food. We're going."

"Where to?" Mickey asked.

Finn evaluated the situation. He really didn't have any other plans though, so he hurried and grabbed the sonic screwdriver and tucked it in his pocket. If they were leaving, he didn't want to leave that behind.

"The Tardis." Rose answered. "It's the only safe place on Earth."

Jackie frowned. "What're we going to do in there?"

"Hide," Rose replied.

"Is that it?"

Rose stopped. "Mum, look in the sky. There's a great, big, alien invasion and I don't know what to do, all right?" She glanced at Finn. "Unless you have any suggestions."

"Nope," Finn said truthfully.

"Thought not," Rose spat. "Now, all we can do is run and hide, and I'm sorry. Now, move."

Finn was tempted to flash her his middle finger, but decided that now wasn't the right time. He slipped on arm under the Doctor's knees, and used the other to support his upper-back as he lifted the Time Lord bridal style.

They went ahead and started packing bags. Finn gradually made his way to the door, burdened by the man in his arms and his lack of sleep.

Seriously, the Doctor got to nap whilst Finn was working his ass off. No fair.

Rose, Jackie and Mickey all appeared after a few minutes. They each had their hands full with bags, and Finn had to wonder what they'd packed.

"Let's go," Rose said as she bustled to the front. She propped the front door open with her foot, and everyone piled out- Finn going last.

The descent down the stairs was slow going, but they managed it without anyone tripping and breaking their necks. Finn shifted the Doctor's weight, arms burning from the effort of holding him for so long.

"Everybody in." Rose held the TARDIS doors open, and Finn hurried in first. Once inside, he staggered over to the console, and then gently lowered the Doctor onto the mesh floor.

"No chance you could fly this thing?" Mickey asked Rose.

"No," Rose answered and then looked at Finn. "But he can."

Finn shook his head. "We're not going anywhere."

"So you're just gonna let us die?" Rose questioned, incredulous.

Finn shrugged, not really knowing what to say.

Mickey scoffed. "So, what do we do? Just sit here?"

"I guess that's as good as it gets," Rose replied.

"Right, here we go." Jackie undid a thermos. "Nice cup of tea."

"Mmm, the solution to everything," Rose said sarcastically.

"Now, stop your moaning. I'll get the rest of the food." Jackie declared. "The TARDIS might provide her own ingredients, but I'm not letting all of my groceries go to waste."

She raced out of the TARDIS, handing the thermos to Mickey.

"Tea," Mickey laughed. "Like we're having a picnic while the world comes to an end. Very British. How does this thing work?" He put the thermos down to take a look at a screen. "If it picks up TV, maybe we could see what's going on out there. Maybe we've surrendered. What do you do to it?"

"I don't know." Rose moved to help him out. "It sort of tunes itself."

Finn wondered if he should stop them, but he figured it was about time that the Sycorax beamed them up. There was no sign that anything had changed, only the sound of constant beeping as they managed to turn on the screen.

Rose took a seat with an annoyed huff. She rested her chin on her hand and watched as Mickey examined the screen. "Maybe it's a distress signal," he guessed.

"A fat lot of good that's going to do," Rose replied, unenthused.

"Are you going to be a misery all the time?"

"Yes."

"Should look at it from my point of view, stuck in here with your mum's cooking."

"Where is she?" Rose asked, looking around. Then she stood and continued, "I'd better give her a hand. It might start raining missiles out there."

"Tell her anything from a tin, that's fine!" Mickey called to Rose.

"Why don't you tell her yourself?" Rose countered.

"I'm not that brave," Mickey admitted.

Rose smirked cheekily. "Oh, I don't know…"

Mickey grinned to himself, chuffed. Finn shook his head fondly. Those two were adorable.

A moment later, there was a scream.

"Rose?" Mickey said, growing concerned. He dropped the thermos, spilling tea all over as he raced out of the TARDIS.

Finn… did not follow them.


"C'mon, Doc. Nap time's over. It's time to get to work."

Finn crouched over the Doctor, hands grasping the Time Lord's cheeks. "Seriously. I've let you have your fun. Now you've gotta stop an alien invasion and all that. C'mon, be cool."

When there was no response, Finn rolled his eyes.

"Ugh, fine. Fuck you." Finn groaned as he reached over to grab the thermos. "I was hoping to avoid this. I hate the whole 'tea stereotype'. If this works, I might just slap you."

He upended the remaining liquid in a circle around the Doctor, soaking as many lights as he could. Most of them sparked and fizzled, emitting an incredibly thick smog of tea vapor.

"Have at it," Finn said finally- completely disappointed in both himself and the Time Lord.

Like, seriously, tea?

After a few unnecessarily dramatic moments, the Doctor inhaled deeply, face turning upwards as the vapor clouded around him. Then, after a beat, he exhaled a long stream of golden regeneration energy.

"That's it," Finn urged. "Come on you lazy cunt, wake up."

The Doctor stirred, turning towards Finn's direction.

"Yes, yes!" Finn cheered. He shuffled closer, getting caught up in the moment. It was all stupidly exciting. "Let's go, Doc. You've got an incredibly gorgeous girl to save, a planet to protect and a new suit to put on. As a bonus, I'm sure I could get you a celebratory trophy. Maybe I'll engrave with with 'world's laziest hero' or something."

At that, the Doctor's eyes blinked open.

Hah, Finn thought. He's so getting that trophy now.

"Finn?" The Doctor asked, beautiful brown eyes looking up at him.

"Hey, Doc." Finn grinned. "Enjoy your nap?" The Doctor tried to stand, and Finn hurried to help him. "Woah, woah. Hey."

Finn stood up himself and hauled the Time Lord up with him.

"Thank you," was all the Doctor said. He then spun and marched off towards the exit.

"Wait," Finn said, causing the Doctor to pause and turn back around to face him. As soon as he did, Finn slapped him across the face.

"Ow!"

The Doctor grabbed at his cheek in shock.

"That's what you get for needing tea to wake up," Finn snarked. "I thought by letting you sleep you wouldn't need the… What was it? Free radicals and tannin."

The Doctor apologised, "Well I'm sorry to disappoint." He then smirked teasingly, completely undermining his sincerity and also managing to look way too beautiful.

"You're an ass and I hate you," Finn told him.

"Duly noted." The Doctor spun back around. "Now, as you said, I've got a planet to save."

He then tugged the TARDIS doors open, and Finn was left to regret ever even liking the man.


Despite his current intense hatred of the Time Lord, Finn could not hold back the fanboyish flail that he exhibited when the Doctor opened the TARDIS doors and asked: "Did you miss me?"

Finn really did not appreciate how fucking hot the whole obnoxious attitude thing was.

The Sycorax leader cracked his whip and flung it at the Doctor. The Time Lord easily caught the end and pulled it from the leader's hand. "You could have someone's eye out with that."

"How dare–" The leader began to yell, but was interrupted when the Doctor strode up to him, stole his weapon, and broke it across his knee.

If Finn wasn't currently overwhelmed from the badassery, he'd be fanning himself.

"You just can't get the staff. Now, you, just wait. I'm busy," the Doctor told the Sycorax leader, with a cute little accusing finger point. Then he turned and faced Mickey. "Mickey, hello!" He turned to Jones. "And Harriet Jones MP for Flydale North. Blimey, it's like This Is Your Life.

Tea! That's all I needed," the Doctor continued, approaching Rose. "A good cup of tea! Superheated infusion of free radicals and tannin. Just the thing for getting the synapses going. Now, first thing's first. Be honest, how do I look?" He looked to Rose with a questioning brown gaze.

"Fat lot of good you were," Rose stated, without answering his question. "He had to take care of us whilst you were snoozing."

Finn froze as Rose pointed at him. He was halfway out of the TARDIS when all eyes turned in his direction.

"You kept them safe?" The Doctor asked, sounding the littlest bit surprised, but also resigned.

Finn shrugged. "What else was I gonna do?"

"Huh," the Doctor eyed Finn for a moment.

"I'm not going to complain about getting to blow up a tree, though." Finn offered the Doctor a sheepish grin. "And to answer the question, you look different."

"Good different or bad different?" The Doctor asked, not missing a beat. Which was a shame, Finn would've really loved to explain the whole 'tree exploding' event.

"Neither," Finn said. He gave the man an appraising once-over. "But you look good, Doc. Even in pyjamas."

The Doctor was visibly taken aback for a moment by Finn's words. After a moment of recovery, the Doctor advanced on him, and asked a very important question. "Am I... ginger?"

"Sorry to disappoint." Finn began in a soft voice. He was more than a bit overwhelmed by their suddenly close proximity. "But you're a brunette."

"Aw, I wanted to be ginger," the Doctor whined as he spun away from Finn. "I've never been ginger." He whirled to face Rose. "And you, Rose Tyler, fat lot of good you were. You gave up on me– Oh, that's rude. Is that the sort of man I am now? Am I rude? Rude and not ginger."

"I'm sorry. Who is this?" Jones asked.

"I'm the Doctor," the Doctor said.

"The one and only," Finn seconded.

"But what happened to my Doctor?" Jones asked. "Or is it a title that's just passed on?"

"I'm him. I'm literally him." The Doctor began to explain. "Same man, new face– Well, new everything."

Finn gulped, his mind going to places it really shouldn't.

Jones continued to stare. "But you can't be."

"Harriet Jones," the Doctor started. "We were trapped in Downing Street and the one thing that scared you wasn't the aliens, it wasn't the war, it was the thought of your mother being on her own."

"Oh, my God," Jones gaped.

"Did you win the election?"

Jones grinned. "Landslide majority."

"If I might interrupt," the Sycorax leader… interrupted.

"Yes, sorry. Hello, big fellow." The Doctor addressed the alien with a carefree grin.

Like, how the fuck was he such a badass? Finn needed to know his secrets.

"Who exactly are you?"

The Doctor nodded in agreement, hands tucked behind his back. "Well, that's the question."

"I demand to know who you are!"

The Doctor shouted then, using a deep bellow in an attempt to imitate the leader. "I don't know!"

"See, that's the thing. I'm the Doctor, but beyond that, I– I just don't know. I literally do not know who I am." The Doctor tucked his hands into his pockets. "It's all untested. Am I funny? Am I sarcastic?" He began to list as he ambled forward. "Sexy?" He asked, glancing back at Finn and clicking his tongue and– yep.

Finn's heart totally just stopped.

"Right old misery?" The Doctor carried on, without caring he'd just made Finn's brain explode. "Life and soul? Right handed? Left handed? A gambler? A fighter? A coward? A traitor? A liar? A nervous wreck? I mean, judging by the evidence, I've certainly got a gob." The Doctor stopped as he reached the bottom of the steps. "And how am I going to react when I see this– a great big threatening button?"

He hurried up the steps, and everyone drifted to follow him. "A great big threatening button which must not be pressed under any circumstances, am I right?" The Doctor smirked cheekily. "Let me guess... It's some sort of control matrix, hmm? Hold on, what's feeding it?"

He opened the panel under the button, dipping his finger in the pool of blood.

"And what've we got here? Blood?" The Doctor wagered. He licked the liquid on his finger and tasted it. "Yeah, definitely blood. Human blood. A-positive, with just a dash of iron. Ah," the Doctor flicked his tongue, not liking the tangy taste.

"But that means…" He trailed off, and then realised: "Blood control– Blood control! Oh, I haven't seen blood control for years. You're controlling all the A-positives. Which leaves us with a great big stinking problem."

The Doctor clicked his tongue. "'Cause... I really don't know who I am. I don't know when to stop. So if I see a great big threatening button which should never, ever, ever be pressed, then I just want to do this."

He then proceeded to slam his hand down on the button.

Everyone cried out against it simultaneously, except for Finn.

"So dramatic," Finn sighed, though no one heard him of course. They were too busy freaking out.

"You killed them!" Alex, the assistant, cried.

"What do you think, big fella– Are they dead?" The Doctor asked, smug as fuck.

The Sycorax leader said after a beat, "We'll allow them to live."

"'Allow'?" The Doctor repeated with a laugh. "You've no choice. See that's all blood control is. A cheap bit of voodoo." He continued as he descended from the platform, "Scares the pants off you, but that's as far as it goes. It's like hypnosis. You can hypnotise someone to walk like a chicken or sing like Elvis. You can't hypnotise them to death. The survival instinct's too strong."

"Blood control was just one form of conquest." The leader spat. "I can summon the armada and take this world by force."

"Well, yeah, you could. Yeah, you could do that. Of course you could. But why?" The Doctor questioned. "Look at these people. These human beings. Consider their potential. From the day they arrive on the planet and, blinking, step into the sun, there is more to see than can ever be seen. More to do than–"

"Doc," Finn interrupted. "I'm pretty sure that shit's copyrighted. Shut up before we're sued."

The Doctor nodded. "Right, sorry. That's The Lion King."

"Circle of life," Finn elaborated. "Great song."

"Oh, no doubt." The Doctor grinned, and then shook his head to focus. "But the point still stands. Leave them alone!"

"Or what?" The Sycorax asked.

"Or…" The Doctor hurried over and stole a sword from a nearby aide, and then ran to the center of the room. "I challenge you."

The entire chamber erupted in laughter, but the Doctor was non-plussed. "Oh, that struck a chord. Am I right that the sanctified rules of combat still apply?"

"You stand as this world's champion." The Sycorax leader declared as he drew a blade.

"Thank you. I've no idea who I am, but you just summed me up," the Doctor said. "So, do you accept my challenge? Or are you just a cranak pel casacree salvak?"

His insult, which was probably savage as fuck, made the leader hiss in outrage.

The two kneeled down across from each other, and the Sycorax leader asked, "For the planet?"

"For the planet." The Doctor confirmed.

They then stood and entered battle.

The Doctor was shoved back after a momentary clash of swords, and then after another short back-and-forth the Doctor was thrown to the ground. "Look out!" Rose shouted.

"Oh, yeah, that helps." The Doctor sassed as he got back on his feet. "I wouldn't have thought of that otherwise, thanks."

"Hey!" Finn called. "You might be saving the world, but you don't need to be a dick about it!"

"Shut up, Finn!" The Doctor sassed.

"Fuck you, ya' wanker!" Finn retorted light-heartedly.

The Doctor laughed, laughed, but was cut off when the Sycorax leader elbowed him in the gut. The Doctor retreated up an incline, and came across a button. "Bit of fresh air?" He asked, and then slammed his hand on the button.

A door opened nearby, and he raced out into the sunshine. Everyone quickly followed. The Sycorax leader pursued the Doctor, and drove him towards the edge. The Doctor stumbled as the leader elbowed his nose, and on instinct, Finn rushed forward to help.

Rose did as well.

"Stay back!" The Doctor ordered. "Invalidate the challenge and he wins the planet."

But that won't matter to me if you're dead, Finn thought. He then came to the horrifying realisation that he had no idea what would happen to him if the Doctor died.

Finn was distracted from his existential crisis when the Doctor and the Sycorax leader charged at each other. The leader managed to knock the Doctor down, and using his blade, he sliced the Doctor's hand off.

"You cut my hand off," the Doctor whispered, stunned.

"Jah!" The leader cheered. "Sycorax!"

But the Doctor wasn't phased. He got to his feet, and faced the Sycorax leader. "And now I know what sort of man I am. I'm lucky…" The Doctor lifted his arm-sans-hand. "Because quite by chance I'm still within the first fifteen hours of my regeneration cycle, which means I've got just enough residual cellular energy to do this."

Right before Finn's eyes, the Doctor's hand regenerated, and it was impossibly cool to witness in real life. Finn really wished he had a camera.

"Witchcraft." The Sycorax leader sneered.

The Doctor countered: "Time Lord."

"Hey, Doc!" Finn shouted. Once he had the Doctor's attention, he stole a sword from a nearby aide and chucked it at the Time Lord.

"I though I was a 'wanker'!" The Doctor yelled.

"Yeah," Finn agreed. "But now you're a wanker with a new sword!"

"You're too kind," The Doctor said sarcastically. He turned back to the Sycorax leader, balancing the sword in his hands. "Want to know the best bit? This new hand?" The Doctor adapted a southern twang. "It's a fightin' hand!"

They resumed battle, and it was clear that the Doctor now had the advantage. After a while, the Doctor managed to disarm the Sycorax leader. He used the hilt of his sword to bash the leader in its abdomen twice, causing the creature to fall. It landed right on the edge of the ship, overlooking London.

Finn was glad he wasn't afraid of heights.

"I win," the Doctor declared as he held his sword to the leader's throat.

"Then kill me," the Sycorax leader spat.

"'ll spare your life if you'll take this Champion's command– Leave this planet, and never return. What do you say?"

The Sycorax leader sputtered against the pressure on his trachea. "Yes," it finally managed.

"Swear on the blood of your species," the Doctor pressed.

"I swear," the leader promised after a moment.

"There we are, then." The Doctor suddenly turned, no longer so serious. "Thanks for that. Cheers, big fella."

He paced away, stabbing the sword into the ground as he no longer needed it.

"Bravo!" Jones cheered.

"That says it all." Rose agreed and dashed forward. "Bravo!"

Finn drifted closer too, not wanting to miss out on this.

"Ah, not bad for a man in his jim-jams.

"Very Arthur Dent. Now, there was a nice man."

...Wait.

Finn frowned.

Something was missing…

Oh crap, Finn thought as he saw the Sycorax leader stumble to his feet. The mother fucking satsuma.

"Watch out!" Finn screamed as the leader charged for the Doctor.

Finn backtracked and sprinted for the button, all the while letting out a stream of cusses from between his lips.

As soon as he got close enough to the buttom, he threw himself at it. He pressed it mid-air, and then landed on the ground with an audible thud. There was a scream in the distance, and Finn hoped to God he'd gotten there in time.

He flipped himself over and checked the damage.

The Doctor and Rose were both looking at where a section of the floor had folded in. The Time Lord had shoved Rose behind him protectively, and Finn sighed in relief when he saw that there was no Sycorax leader in sight.

"Are you alright?" Jones asked, hurrying over to Finn and checking him out. "That was a nasty landing."

"I'm alright if the Doc's alright." Finn looked back to where the Doctor had been, and froze as he realised the Time Lord was advancing on him.

"You killed him," the Doctor stated when he got close enough.

Finn swallowed. "Yeah," Finn finally managed. "I did."

The Doctor pursed his lips thoughtfully. "You knew that was going to happen. How did it go last time if you weren't here to stop it?"

"You had a dressing gown." Finn pushed to his feet, dusting off his pants. "There was a satsuma in it. You threw it at the control."

"A satsuma?" The Doctor quirked a brow.

"Don't ask me. I've never seen one before in my life."

The Doctor nodded, seemingly satisfied. "I bet that would've been fun to watch."

"It was pretty epic," Finn agreed.

"Well," the Doctor leered. "Thanks for stealing the glory from me."

"Fuck you," Finn jested. "I saved your life."

"And our's earlier," Rose added, joining the Doctor's side.

The Doctor looked between the two of them, something indecipherable dancing in his gaze. Finally, his eyes settled on Finn. "I never said you didn't," he stated, and then smiled brightly. "How about we get you all back to Earth for dinner?"

"Yes, please." Rose grinned.

The rest of the group added in their approval, and once again Finn was left reeling from what had just occurred.

Finn watched them all walk off, and had to wonder just how he ever managed to befriend the Doctor. Seriously, the guys was impossible to read.

But, hey, at least the planet was saved.


A/N: Ugh this Doctor is such a brat, but I love him!

Replies to Reviews: ElysiumPhoenix: If i told you I'd spoil something, but maybe the next chap will give u more of a hint

dr equinox: I'm glad ya liked it! Finn's definitely capable of kicking ass when needed. I don't want to spoil anything, all's I will say is maybe next chap will give more of a hint.

canadduh: I totally understandx that feeling! I hope you enjoyed how the Doc woke up this chap, and we'll eventually get to their first meeting. Just to sate my cxuriosity, which episode would you want their first meeting to be? (season 1 at some point)

amrawo: A mystery indeed! And hell yeah he blew up a tree, fuck that tree! Thanks!

TricksterAngel1: I have a few planned for both 9 AND 12, but I'm open to suggestions. 12 will actually be showing up real soon! (im so excited I hope you like how 12 and finn interact) I'm actually not sure about Jack. I think at some point in errr The sound of drums. It won't be a long scene. It should be not next episode, but the one after that.

funny coolness: I wouldn't say this Doc hates finn, but he definitely doesn't trust him and they aren't really 'friends'. Sorry to put ya through this :/

Yoooooooooooooo: iM SRRY BUT ITS BOUND TO HAPPEN

Sarah: I loved reading ALL of your reviews! It was so great to see your reactions as you went through each chapter. To answer your questions: River will be close to them but they probably won't be polyamorous, im sorry to do this to ur heart but the kiss is gonna be real soon ;P yes dona and lee= endgame for me xo annnnnd that ones a spoiler. THANK YOU FOR REVIEWING! You're da bees knees

VictoriaGuerra: yeh there's certainly not enough slash fic on this site, especially doc/male. And I see Finn to look like the guy on the cover of the story (there's a link to a moodboard i did for him, which also has his pic, on my profile). But I'm really just leaving it to fan interpretation because I never envision anyone specifically.

staticburn: Yasss! I love Finn so much omgogmg he's one of my fav OC's ive ever created. & I'm glad you find my humor funny, I try :) Thank you so much!

I have a question:

How quickly do you want Finn and the Doctor's relationship to progress? It's going to pick up, very soon (:D), but I was wondering if it's feeling forced for you guys at all? It's hard for me to judge because I'm biased af and love the two dweebs.

Next time... The Doctor changes clothes and Finn pops a stiffy

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